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{\plain \fs24 \f1 \tab This book is the third in a series but it\'92s the first one to be completed. With the \softline
exception of Jim Dawson, all of the major characters will have appeared in either or both \softline
of the two preceding works. It is being posted at the insistence of two of my fans, Heiner \softline
and Jeff, both of whom have read it.
}{\plain \fs24 \f1 \tab Unlike prior books, this one is not divided into chapters. Rather it\'92s divided by triple \softline
asterisks, but it\'92s an ongoing chronicle. The divisions are in the interest of ease of \softline
posting and have nothing to do with the story\'92s structure.
}{\plain \fs24 \f1 \tab Finally, I would most particularly thank Adrienne for her invaluable assistance in \softline
critiquing this work. (Another reason it\'92s being posted now is that if I didn\'92t, her \softline
comments would exceed the length of the book itself.) All I can say about Adrienne is \softline
that she has a background in intelligence and used it to good \'97 if for me, painful \'97 \softline
effect throughout. I mean... is it really fair? I mean just because a woman\'92s body can\'92t \softline
work that way is no reason to change is it? (Don\'92t you just hate it when the woman is \softline
}{\plain \fs24 \i\f1 always}{\plain \fs24 \f1 right? She is and I do.)
}{\plain \fs24 \f1 \tab Any errors remaining \'97 and I\'92m certain there are more than a few \'97 are strictly my \softline
own responsibility.
}\fs24{\plain \fs24 \f1 \tab If you enjoy the story \'97 or if you don\'92t \'97 please let me hear from you at \softline
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{\plain \fs24 \f1 \tab Hi, folks! I\'92m Jim Dawson, and this is my story. Or partially mine, anyway.
}{\plain \fs24 \f1 \tab It all began over a year ago. At the time, the easiest description of me \'97 and the \softline
most accurate, my lover insists \'97 is that I was a world-class nerd. Now why a nerd? \softline
Well, for openers, I was a Sigma Xi math major from Yale with a Ph. D. in computer \softline
science from MIT. Oh, yeah... and I was 31 years old and still a virgin.
}{\plain \fs24 \f1 \tab I think that last statement requires a little explanation. It all goes back to high \softline
school, I suppose. You see, although I\'92m now six feet four, when I graduated from high \softline
school I was only five feet two! In fact, I guess I really didn\'92t stop growing until I was \softline
almost 24 and in graduate school. At any rate, in high school I was a pip-squeak; the \softline
girls in my class almost without exception looked down on me both figuratively and \softline
literally. Suffice it to say not only did I not date, I hadn\'92t even had my first date by the \softline
time I graduated from high school and that includes graduation itself.
}{\plain \fs24 \f1 \tab In college I did find my way out to the Yale Bowl from time to time, but that was \softline
about it. When the game was over, while virtually everyone else was going to a party, \softline
I returned to the library, the lab, or some such. And so it went, right through graduate
school. Although to be honest, I did actually have a date or two. There could have been \softline
as many as four.
}{\plain \fs24 \f1 \tab However, I did accomplish one thing: I developed the ability \'97 and the reputation \softline
\'97 to be able to get a computer to do virtually anything. Moreover, if I do say so myself, \softline
my programs are things of beauty. In the trade they are termed elegant. What does that \softline
mean exactly? It means that it gets the job done with the fewest possible lines of code \softline
in the most straightforward manner. The result is that it never crashes itself let alone \softline
takes down its host computer. At any rate, after receiving my Ph. D., I was asked to join \softline
the faculty at MIT, which I immediately did. This lasted for a couple of years at which \softline
time from out of the blue I received an offer to join a truly remarkable company, \softline
Callaway Indus-tries of Northbrook, Illinois, as senior vice president and Chief \softline
Information Officer.
}{\plain \fs24 \f1 \tab My first assignment was to put together an MIS unit; there was virtually nothing \softline
there at the time. At that point, I guess, my reputation in the business really helped. \softline
In fact, I was astonished at the numbers and caliber of people who wanted to join me. \softline
Frankly, I\'92ll match my team against any similar group in the world, and I don\'92t care \softline
where you might want to look. They\'92re good!
}{\plain \fs24 \f1 \tab About the time I had most of my team on board and we had shaken down with the \softline
usual MIS work, the company hired Doug Mitchell as senior vice president \'96 logistics. \softline
Doug is a truly great guy! He is West Point \'97 number three in his class \'97 with an MBA \softline
from Harvard. He had been hired by Callaway after having organized and run major \softline
logistics operations for the Armed Forces, including Desert Storm.
}{\plain \fs24 \f1 \tab When I met him I knew I had met a kindred spirit. He knew exactly what he wanted \softline
and it was my job and the job of my people to see that he got it and that it worked right. \softline
The company\'92s prosperity \'97 and the value of a great deal of phantom stock I owned \'97 \softline
rode on the results.
}{\plain \fs24 \f1 \tab That phantom stock is worth some discussion. I\'92m sure you\'92ve all heard about the \softline
dot-com billionaires: the ones who went from nothing to billions and back to nothing, all \softline
in less than a year? Callaway works differently. First of all, Jack and Kate Callaway \softline
essentially own the company outright. Their share interest is 90 percent. But knowing \softline
the incentive value of stock, they grant phantom shares. First of all, they\'92re free; they \softline
don\'92t cost me a dime. But, except for not having a vote, it\'92s as if I own that number of \softline
shares. If a dividend is paid, I receive it. But more to the point, the value of my shares \softline
exactly tracks the value of Callaway shares listed on NASDAQ. So if I had 10,000 \softline
phantom shares and the stock price rose from 10 to 20, I had made $100,000. And, by \softline
the way, I have a great many more than 10,000 shares. One might say I have a nice juicy \softline
multiple of that number.
}{\plain \fs24 \f1 \tab While we\'92re on the subject of money, I guess I\'92m loaded. Aside from my phantom \softline
shares \'97 and that\'92s a mountain of net worth to put aside \'97 there\'92s my salary and \softline
bonuses. One day for the hell of it I did a calculation. It worked out that I could cover \softline
my expenses if I earned a bit better than the minimum wage. At the time I had a rather
tacky apartment with a single bedroom in a not-so-hot town close to the office. All I \softline
needed was a computer and the company even paid for that. I could say that my money \softline
just piled up in the bank, and that\'92s exactly what did happen for a while.
}{\plain \fs24 \f1 \tab Then somehow Kate Callaway heard about it. It seems that she has some friends in \softline
New York. Before marrying Jack she was Kate Cornwall, possibly the top investigative \softline
reporter in TV journalism with a whole bunch of Emmies to support that claim. In fact, \softline
just a couple of years ago she won another for the two-hour local news special she did on \softline
Caitie Corcoran. Caitie\'92s husband, Bill, is one of the people who rescued the company \softline
right after Jack\'92s first wife died of cancer.
}{\plain \fs24 \f1 \tab Anyway, a couple of Kate\'92s friends might be the finest money managers alive. For \softline
some time two of them \'97 Bill Corcoran and Ali Clifford \'97 split her money and had a \softline
running competition to see who could make more. (Kate claims this makes her feel like \softline
the wishbone being pulled apart.) Anyway, they\'92ve been running my money in the same \softline
way for some time now, too. All I know is at year end I get statements for tax purposes \softline
showing short-term gains, long-term gains, and so forth. The way it\'92s been going, all I \softline
have are short-term losses that reduce my taxable earned income and unrealized long-term gains that are still riding. Every once in a while there will be a realized long-term \softline
capital gain, and it\'92s usually large. And I mean big! Anyway, I guess that means I\'92m \softline
wealthy, too.
}{\plain \fs24 \f1 \tab But back to Doug and logistics. I have to say I really drove my people and drove \softline
them hard. Because I had no social life, the company was my life in the same way the \softline
university had been before. To get the job done we worked nights and weekends, \softline
essentially nonstop. But, damn it, we got the job done and done right. Once it was \softline
installed, it ran along linking us to our suppliers on one side and customers on the other \softline
while managing our production processes and scheduling in between. And it really \softline
worked. At that point we decided to see if we could sell the system to others but that \softline
wasn\'92t really a part of my job. That was sales.
}{\plain \fs24 \f1 \tab It was while our new system was shaking down and my people and I were largely \softline
occupied with watching the wheels turn that I got a call to see Jack Callaway. He made \softline
it very clear that my next assignment was to get myself into shape physically. Now in \softline
spite of what you might have heard, I could, too, raise my hands over my head three \softline
times in a row without gasping for breath. Of course, when I first went to the company \softline
gym to work out on the exercise equipment installed there, I remember starting off with \softline
no weights at all, just the resistance of the units themselves. However, before too long \softline
I got up to what seemed like decent weight levels. And because of the way the place was \softline
set up \'97 there were UV lights all over so one could actually tan indoors as a byproduct \softline
of exercising \'97 I had even lost the bluish tinge that people claimed I had developed that \softline
came from spending my life staring at a CRT.
}{\plain \fs24 \f1 \tab I was actually thinking about getting a new wardrobe \'97 none of my old clothes fit. \softline
Not that it made any difference. When I say old clothes, I mean }{\plain \fs24 \i\f1 old}{\plain \fs24 \f1 clothes. All I really \softline
had were a few pairs of jeans and some shirts. There actually was a jacket, slacks and
a tie hanging in my closet that I can distinctly remember wearing at Yale and MIT on \softline
the handful of occasions when a tie was called for. Although, come to think of it, the \softline
jacket dated from my days at Yale when I was still growing. It\'92s fair to say that it was \softline
a little short. In fact, very short. The sleeves sort of ended somewhere between my \softline
elbows and wrists and of course I couldn\'92t button it, but who cared? At that point I got \softline
another call to see Jack Callaway.
}{\plain \fs24 \f1 \tab What can I tell you about Jack? He\'92s six-feet four, with blue eyes, sandy hair, a \softline
constant deep tan and a smile. He is the happiest, most contented guy I\'92ve ever met. \softline
When I went to his office that day, I got my first clue regarding the latter situation. \softline
Sitting there in the office was the most beautiful woman I had ever seen. She looked to \softline
be about nineteen, with short hair worn in an urchin cut and with the most vivid blue \softline
eyes I\'92ve ever seen. Her hair color was something else. I guess it must have started as \softline
brown, but because of the sun, I suppose, it had virtually every color from brown to \softline
platinum blonde in it in the most incredible natural streaking I\'92ve ever seen. Moreover, \softline
she was constantly looking at Jack and he at her. It was incredible! I knew they had \softline
been married for years but they still acted like newly-weds.
}{\plain \fs24 \f1 \tab Jack began by introducing me to his wife, Kate, who greeted me with a charm and \softline
warmth that almost knocked me off my feet. If Kate had asked me for anything, my \softline
answer would have been yes. For that matter, that\'92s still the case. I utterly adore that \softline
woman. Incidentally, although you\'92ve already heard a great deal about her, for some \softline
reason we had never previously met face to face, although we had talked on the phone \softline
quite a number of times. Anyway, what followed was truly stunning.
}{\plain \fs24 \f1 \tab Jack Callaway started off by saying that it was his wife\'92s meeting, not his. It was \softline
only then that I realized Jack was president and chief executive officer. He was not \softline
chairman of the board; Kate was. And this meeting was at the chairman\'92s insistence.
}{\plain \fs24 \f1 \tab \'93Did you ever see }{\plain \fs24 \i\f1 Mr. Roberts?\'94}{\plain \fs24 \f1 she began.
}{\plain \fs24 \f1 \tab It was both a play and a film; among other things, the movie introduced Jack \softline
Lemmon. I don\'92t remember how I responded but it really didn\'92t matter.
}{\plain \fs24 \f1 \tab Kate continued, \'93Jack Lemmon played the r\'f4le of Ensign Pulver whose primary duty \softline
aboard his small supply ship was as Laundry & Morale Officer. Well, since Jack and the \softline
rest of the staff \'97 most particularly including you \'97 seem to do a decent job with \softline
business trivia \'97 like making money \'97 there\'92s not a lot for me to do, so I\'92m the \softline
company\'92s laundry and morale officer.
}{\plain \fs24 \f1 \tab \'93The laundry is no problem; we use a commercial outfit for that, so it leaves morale. \softline
And, James Russell Dawson, in some units \'97 yours, for instance \'97 it sucks!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \f1 \tab That statement really took me aback. First of all, not only is Kate incredibly \softline
beautiful, she almost defines the term, lady. She really does. So her rather harsh lan-
guage really shook me up.
}{\plain \fs24 \f1 \tab \'93I thought about it,\'94 Kate continued, \'93and came to the conclusion that the problem \softline
is you spend too much time here at the office. Moreover, because you do, your people do
too. Now why is that, I wondered? That answer proved to be pretty simple, too. Not \softline
only are you not married, you never even date.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \f1 \tab Now she smiled at me with the warmest, friendliest smile I\'92ve ever seen. Her voice \softline
lowered as she continued, \'93You don\'92t intentionally ride roughshod over your people and \softline
their private lives, Jim. It never occurs to you that there are such things. You have no \softline
life outside the company, }{\plain \fs24 \i\f1 but they do.}{\plain \fs24 \f1
}{\plain \fs24 \f1 \tab \'93So what can we do to change things? The obvious answer? Start you dating, and \softline
maybe \'97 just maybe \'97 get you married. With the right woman at home, you\'92ll be so \softline
preoccupied with getting home and getting into her pants you\'92ll be throwing your people \softline
out of the office.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \f1 \tab Turning to Jack she asked, \'93Darling, when was the last time you came home and \softline
didn\'92t fuck me at least once before dinner?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \f1 \tab Jack just grinned, rose from his chair, went to Kate and lifted her up in the air. At \softline
that point she crossed her eyes and stuck her tongue out of the corner of her mouth \softline
while Jack returned to his seat carrying her in his arms. When he sat down again, Kate \softline
was sitting across his lap. He tipped her head and their lips merged in a kiss. And while \softline
they were kissing, Jack\'92s hand was moving up under the full skirt she was wearing. \softline
They didn\'92t make the least effort to hide what they were doing, and Jack has a large \softline
hand. When it reached her crotch, his eyes widened.
}{\plain \fs24 \f1 \tab \'93No, darling, no bikini,\'94 she said. Then with the most impish grin I\'92ve ever seen she \softline
added, \'93You can feel how wet I am already. When we finish with Jim, you\'92re going to \softline
fuck me right here on your desk. I\'92ve never been fucked on a CEO\'92s desk before, so \softline
you\'92re going to have to do it today.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \f1 \tab Then turning back to me she said, \'93Jim, I guess you can see that both my better half \softline
and I are somewhat... distracted... right now. Let me just say that when we finish up \softline
here, we\'92re off on our honeymoon. We never had one when we were first married.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \f1 \tab Then with a winsome sigh she continued, \'93We\'92re going out to a deserted island in \softline
the Hawaiian chain. We\'92ll be there for three or four months with just a couple of knives, \softline
some fish hooks and that\'92s about it. No clothing of any kind. I guess we\'92ll be pretty \softline
tanned when you see us again.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \f1 \tab At that point she indicated a manila envelope and said, \'93The stuff in there is for you \softline
to use. Leave all your credit cards here. There are new ones for you in the envelope. \softline
This whole thing is a company charge.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \f1 \tab Then pointing to the door she said, \'93There\'92s a lovely girl, Jean Peters, waiting for \softline
you in your office. We hired her to help you get over your... inexperience. }{\plain \fs24 \i\f1 Now \softline
goodbye!\'94}{\plain \fs24 \f1
}{\plain \fs24 \f1 \tab Without another look she got off Jack\'92s lap, sat on the desk facing him, pulled up her \softline
skirt exposing a gorgeous pair of legs spread wide and said to Jack, \'93Well?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \f1 \ul0 \tab I beat a hasty retreat. As I wandered in a daze back toward my office on the opposite \softline
side of the building I reflected on what I had just seen. Clearly, Jack and Kate were \softline
going to make love right there, right then, whether I left the room or not. Feelings at \softline
this level just did not compute in my experience. Glancing into the envelope I found all \softline
the usual plastic replacing my own along with a note saying that if I showed my face at \softline
the office before Kate and Jack returned I would be shot on sight!
}{\plain \fs24 \f1 \tab Still bemused, I opened the door of my own office and was struck dumb. Again. \softline
There, sitting on my sofa was a beautiful woman. The remarkable thing was that she \softline
was sitting exactly in the center of a piece that could easily seat four. Her hands were \softline
folded in her lap as she sat there looking straight ahead... at nothing.
}{\plain \fs24 \f1 \tab I guess our maintenance people really do a great job. Both the hinges and the lock \softline
were well-oiled so the door made no sound when I came in. She must have caught my \softline
movement in the corner of her eye, though, because in an instant she was on her feet \softline
coming toward me with her hand outstretched.
}{\plain \fs24 \f1 \tab \'93Hi!\'94 she said. \'93I\'92m Jean Peters, your sex therapist.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \f1 \tab I took her hand and was surprised at the firmness of her grip. Only then did I look \softline
up and see how truly beautiful she was. Jean has golden-blonde hair that is longer than \softline
shoulder length. Her eyes are a brilliant blue and she was deeply tanned. She was \softline
dressed in white; I guess it\'92s what women call a suit. It had a double-breasted jacket and \softline
a straight skirt. I\'92m not sure, and Jean has never told me, but I suspect my jaw must \softline
have been hanging open. Never in my life had I been so close to such beauty! \softline
Furthermore, she\'92s very tall: five feet nine and a bit; wearing two-inch heels as she was \softline
that day, her eyes were nearly on a level with mine.
}{\plain \fs24 \f1 \tab \'93Why don\'92t you sit down,\'94 she said softly. \'93Then I can tell you what Mrs. Callaway \softline
has planned. At that point I\'92m almost certain you\'92re going to tell me to crawl back \softline
under the rock I came out from.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \f1 \tab As she returned to her seat on the sofa, I took a seat in a side chair that flanked the \softline
coffee table in front of it. \'93If you do that one more time,\'94 I remarked, \'93you won\'92t be \softline
alive to do anything.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \f1 \tab \'93Do what?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \f1 \tab }{\plain \fs24 \i\f1 \'93Ever}{\plain \fs24 \f1 refer to Kate Callaway as Mrs. Callaway! She\'92ll have your head.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \f1 \tab Jean thought for a moment and then nodded. \'93I think you\'92re probably right. But \softline
what the hell... Aren\'92t we supposed to live dangerously?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \f1 \tab Changing the subject she continued, \'93You probably wonder what my job is. I know \softline
I would if I were you.\'94 Then she sat up ramrod straight and said, \'93For most of the last \softline
ten years I\'92ve been a prostitute. Now I\'92m a sex therapist. The difference? I used to \softline
charge by the trick; now I charge by the hour... but in your case, it\'92s by the week. Mr. \softline
Dawson...\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \f1 \ul0 \tab \'93The name is James, or better yet, Jim,\'94 I interrupted. \'93And may I call you Jean? \softline
After all, if we\'92re supposed to have sex...\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \f1 \tab That comment evoked an adorable impish grin exactly like Kate\'92s as she pretended \softline
to think about it. Finally she said, \'93Well... since you\'92re going to be fucking my ass off \'97 \softline
or trying to, anyway \'97 I don\'92t think that would be lowering the bars too much.\'94 With \softline
another grin she nodded her head firmly and added, \'93You may call me Jean.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \f1 \tab At that point she proceeded to tell me about herself and her assignment. She \softline
claimed to have become a prostitute before she was sixteen \'97 she was then 26.
}{\plain \fs24 \f1 \tab \'93I\'92ve done everything imaginable at one time or another. Jim, I understand you\'92ve \softline
never had sex with a woman. Is that correct?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \f1 \tab Sadly I nodded my head.
}{\plain \fs24 \f1 \tab \'93Well,\'94 she continued, \'93I\'92ve been fucked more times than I could possibly count. In \softline
fact I can\'92t even count the number of times I\'92ve been taken all three ways at once. I \softline
guess the worst of all was when I took on about ten guys at once. Three at a time fucked \softline
my cunt, my asshole and my mouth while I jerked off two others. This continued until \softline
they all had turns and then I had to become a contortionist to try to lick up all of their \softline
cum coating my body.\'94 She shook her head and concluded, \'93It was a very good payday, \softline
though.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \f1 \tab My cock was already bulging my pants, but Jean ignored it if she was even aware of \softline
it. I never did find out which it was. \'93Why are you telling me this?\'94 I asked.
}{\plain \fs24 \f1 \tab \'93So you\'92ll be aware of the filth that will be sharing your bed,\'94 she replied.
}{\plain \fs24 \f1 \tab She looked at me carefully, expecting some sign of revulsion, I guess. She didn\'92t get \softline
it and looked puzzled. For my part, I was happy I hadn\'92t reacted; I guess I enjoyed \softline
creating some uncertainty in her mind.
}{\plain \fs24 \f1 \tab With a tiny shrug of her shoulders, Jean continued, \'93The purposes of this exercise \softline
are several:
}{\plain \fs24 \f1 \tab \'93First, you have had no sexual experience at all.\'94 Looking at me sharply she asked, \softline
\'93Have you ever even kissed a girl?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \f1 \tab I shook my head.
}{\plain \fs24 \f1 \tab \'93Okay,\'94 she continued, \'93that makes it easy. We start at square one and move on \softline
from there.
}{\plain \fs24 \f1 \tab \'93But back to the purposes: Second, I\'92m supposed to give you the experience you need \softline
\'97 as well as some confidence \'97 so you can bed almost any girl who takes your fancy.
}{\plain \fs24 \f1 \tab \'93Third, I\'92m supposed to teach you some social graces...\'94 At that she laughed bitterly \softline
and continued, \'93Isn\'92t that rich? Social graces? Me? But that\'92s the job. What do you \softline
think?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \f1 \tab \'93Where does all of this happen?\'94 I asked.
}{\plain \fs24 \f1 \ul0 \tab \'93At my apartment that\'92s at Kate\'92s place,\'94 Jean replied. \'93Doesn\'92t the fact that you\'92ll \softline
be sleeping with a whore bother you at all, Jim?\'94 I guess her curiosity finally got the \softline
better of her; she felt compelled to ask.
}{\plain \fs24 \f1 \tab \'93Sharing a bed with one of the most beautiful women in the world is pretty \softline
exciting,\'94 I replied as I tried to conceal my erection as much as possible.
}{\plain \fs24 \f1 \tab At that point she looked at me strangely, then rose to her feet. After moving around \softline
the far end of the coffee table, she stood in the center of the office and just looked at me \softline
for a moment. Without another word, she unbuttoned her jacket \'97 there were only two \softline
buttons \'97 and dropped it on the floor. Jean was bare from the waist up. But before I \softline
could even react, she had unzipped her skirt and let it drop to the floor, too. Finally, \softline
with a fluid movement she slid her bikini to the floor and then stood up straight with her \softline
shoulders back.
}{\plain \fs24 \f1 \tab Her beauty was overwhelming. I had heard that Playboy playmates had to have \softline
their photos airbrushed, but Jean would need no touching up whatsoever. Her tan \softline
covered every inch of her body; there were no strap marks anywhere. Her breasts were \softline
high and full \'97 I later learned they were a B+ cup if she ever wore a bra \'97 with lovely \softline
little up-thrusting pink nipples. Her belly was flat and her legs were utterly magnificent. \softline
As I looked at her, she just stood there motionless. Then I became aware of wetness in \softline
her eyes; she was about to cry.
}{\plain \fs24 \f1 \tab Jumping to my feet, it took only a couple of steps to reach her and gather her in my \softline
arms. When we were together I became aware of an utterly marvelous scent that I later \softline
learned was her natural body fragrance enhanced with musk oil. As I held her in my \softline
arms, her face came up so she could look into my eyes. When it did, I tipped it, tipped \softline
my head and melted my lips to hers.
}{\plain \fs24 \f1 \tab It was utterly unreal. In the first place, I\'92m used to towering over women. With \softline
Jean in heels, her cheek was against mine, I had my arms around an utterly magnificent \softline
female body that seemed to fit perfectly against my own. And then there was the kiss. \softline
I tentatively moved my lips on hers when I felt a probing. Opening my mouth a bit, I felt \softline
her tongue probing deep into my mouth. When it touched my own, I almost passed out!
}{\plain \fs24 \f1 \tab I\'92m sure you\'92ve read all sorts of stories featuring electric kisses. Believe me, folks, \softline
the kiss Jean and I shared could have powered Chicagoland for at least a week, and that \softline
was in the middle of the summer heat wave we were in the midst of, too. And then there \softline
were the bells! It was utterly marvelous.
}{\plain \fs24 \f1 \tab My God! I thought. Is this what kissing a woman is all about? I\'92ve been missing }{\plain \fs24 \i\f1 this}{\plain \fs24 \f1 \softline
all my life?
}{\plain \fs24 \f1 \tab Jean had her arms around my neck and I could feel that I was supporting a good deal \softline
of her weight. When we eased apart \'97 to breathe, if nothing else \'97 I asked her about \softline
it.
}{\plain \fs24 \f1 \tab \'93Your kiss turned my knees to water,\'94 she whispered. \'93I\'92m not sure I can even \softline
stand up by myself.\'94 Then she looked into my eyes. When she did, I could see that the
incipient tears were gone, replaced by something else. It was a look I had never seen \softline
before. Then she added, \'93Could I have another? Please?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \f1 \tab As our lips met again, I realized I was holding a naked woman! But that thought was \softline
drowned out by the power of the kiss we shared. For lack of any better idea, I began to \softline
lightly run my fingers over her bare back. The feeling was like handling warm satin. \softline
When my hand went lower, I could feel the swell of her bun and yanked my hand away.
}{\plain \fs24 \f1 \tab \'93Don\'92t stop!\'94 Jean whispered, pulling away just far enough to speak. \'93Squeeze it! \softline
I\'92m really not at all breakable.\'94 Again she melted her lips against mine as I squeezed \softline
her lovely asscheek.
}{\plain \fs24 \f1 \tab Just then a youthful voice behind me said, \'93Darn! I missed the whole thing!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \f1 \tab \'93And what are you doing here, young lady?\'94 Jean asked after easing out of my \softline
embrace. \'93And haven\'92t you ever heard of knocking on doors before entering?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \f1 \tab \'93Why should I?\'94 the girl replied airily. \'93We own the joint.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \f1 }{\plain \fs24 \v\f1 \tab \pard \fs24\qj\sa72\tx432\tx864\tx1296\tx1728\tx4680
\chatn {\annotation \pard{}{\plain \fs24 \f1 \chatn }{\plain \fs24 \f1 You asked about Susie and Jim not knowing her height. Remember, this occurred on first meeting \softline
and she was still growing. Later he became her father, but guess what? Fathers are usually pretty \softline
vague regarding the height of their daughters. For example, mine is about five feet seven... I think.}}}{\plain \fs24 \f1 I turned to see an utterly beautiful young girl. (I later learned she was only eight \softline
years old.) She was a bit over four feet tall (I think), with the same golden blonde hair \softline
and brilliant blue eyes that Jean had.
}{\plain \fs24 \f1 \tab At that point I realized that Jean not only wasn\'92t self-conscious about being naked \softline
in the presence of this girl, she seemed to be unaware of the fact.
}{\plain \fs24 \f1 \tab The girl moved past Jean and came to me with her hand outstretched. \'93How do you \softline
do, Mr. Dawson. I\'92m Susan Callaway.\'94 Then with her eyes wide she asked, \'93May I call \softline
you Uncle Jim? It would be so neat if I could.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \f1 \tab Before I could say a word, Jean exploded.}{\plain \fs24 \i\f1 \'93Uncle Jim?}{\plain \fs24 \f1 Good grief, girl, where did \softline
that come from? You\'92re just meeting him for the first time, for heaven\'92s sake.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \f1 \tab \'93But since I\'92m going to be sharing the bed with you guys, it would be a little odd for \softline
me to call my bed-mate, \'91Mr. Dawson\'92, wouldn\'92t it? Particularly when we\'92re all going \softline
to be naked.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \f1 \tab Glancing at her, I saw that Jean had an eyebrow raised as she said, \'93And where, \softline
young lady, did that \'91sharing\'92 come from? You have an utterly magnificent suite of \softline
rooms all to yourself. I repeat: Where did this \'91sharing\'92 come from?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \f1 \tab \'93It\'92s my post-traumatic stress syndrome, Aunt Jean. You know all about that...\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \f1 \tab \'93Your }{\plain \fs24 \i\f1 what?\'94}{\plain \fs24 \f1 Jean nearly screamed.
}{\plain \fs24 \f1 \tab \'93My post-traumatic stress syndrome,\'94 the girl repeated. \'93You know: That\'92s why I \softline
can\'92t sleep alone.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \f1 \tab \'93Little girl, there are other people for you to sleep with,\'94 Jean responded. \'93Like two \softline
sisters, for instance...\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \f1 \tab As if she was speaking to a two-year-old, Susan said, \'93You two are the only ones left. \softline
Steph is joined with Mike Mitchell; they might as well be Siamese twins. Sandy is \softline
sleeping with Sam, so you get me.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \f1 \ul0 \tab \'93And this marvelous syndrome you discovered...?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \f1 \tab \'93I didn\'92t; Sandy did. She beat me to it.\'94 Then with the cutest grin I\'92ve ever seen \softline
she added, \'93You know, it\'92s really wild to see some of the things those idiot psychiatrists \softline
define as mental illnesses. Personally, I think they\'92re the ones who are nuts.\'94 She \softline
giggled and continued, \'93But to your question, a person suffering from the syndrome \softline
needs constant companionship, particularly at night. He or she shouldn\'92t sleep alone, \softline
so...
}{\plain \fs24 \f1 \tab \'93Besides,\'94 she continued, changing the subject, \'93I can work on Uncle Jim\'92s cock \softline
after he\'92s fucked you a couple of times. I\'92m really good at getting a guy hard again.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \f1 \tab Then to me she said, \'93Has Aunt Jean finished telling you what a horrible person she \softline
is yet?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \f1 \tab I was so stunned by the question, I think the only thing that happened was that my \softline
eyes flared.
}{\plain \fs24 \f1 \tab My reaction was answer enough for her. \'93Look into her eyes deeply and tell me what \softline
you see,\'94 she ordered.
}{\plain \fs24 \f1 \tab I turned back toward Jean and took her in my arms. But this time, instead of \softline
kissing her, I looked deeply into her eyes. All I saw was purity and love. It was truly \softline
incredible. I said as much to Susan.
}{\plain \fs24 \f1 \tab \'93Has she gotten around to telling you how dumb she is yet?\'94 the girl asked, ignoring \softline
my reply to her earlier question.
}{\plain \fs24 \f1 \tab \'93No,\'94 I responded with a quizzical sound in my voice.
}{\plain \fs24 \f1 \tab \'93Great! Well, I guess I headed that off, anyway,\'94 the girl retorted. \'93Uncle Jim, if \softline
an IQ was converted to a temperature, \'93Aunt Jean\'92s could boil water! She\'92s utterly \softline
brilliant.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \f1 \tab \'93I am like hell!\'94 Jean exclaimed. \'93I\'92m barely literate.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \f1 \tab \'93Oh?\'94 Susan responded with an eyebrow raised. (She looked cute as hell!) \'93Dear \softline
aunt, obtaining a college degree \'97 summa cum laude, no less \'97 in just a few months \softline
from a standing start }{\plain \fs24 \i\f1 is not}{\plain \fs24 \f1 a mark of marginal literacy.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \f1 \tab \'93It\'92s just a glorified community college, for God\'92s sake!\'94 Jean retorted. \'93Degrees \softline
from there don\'92t even count!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \f1 \tab \'93Uncle Jim, do you consider the University of Illinois at Chicago to be a community \softline
college?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \f1 \tab \'93UIC? Of course not. It has a truly outstanding computer science program, among \softline
other things...\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \f1 \tab \'93And her degree \'97 with a triple major \'97 covers computer science, English and \softline
history,\'94 the girl interjected.
}{\plain \fs24 \f1 \tab \'93And if during that time Aunt Jean ever slept, no one knew of it. I guess she\'92s like \softline
me and my sisters, but a bit different. We desperately wanted to obtain an education;
Aunt Jean, on the other hand, was turned off by school. I guess she was bored to tears... \softline
And with her intelligence it\'92s easy to see why. But now with her... assignment... I guess \softline
she\'92s changed.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \f1 \tab With the loveliest smile, she added, \'93She majored in computer science because that\'92s \softline
your field. She wanted to be certain she would know what you\'92re talking about.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \f1 \tab Then with another lovely grin she added, \'93The English and history are because \softline
you\'92re such a nerd, there had to be someone around who could read, as well as knowing \softline
there was a world prior to the invention of the computer. She can even tell you what \softline
most of the big words mean, too.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \f1 \tab \'93Okay, Imp,\'94 Jean said resignedly. In just a moment she slipped on her bikini, her \softline
skirt and was buttoning her top.
}{\plain \fs24 \f1 \tab \'93Your hair...\'94 Susan said.
}{\plain \fs24 \f1 \tab \'93Oh, yeah...\'94 And with that, Jean gave her head a hard shake. In an instant her \softline
hair was perfectly in place.
}{\plain \fs24 \f1 \tab As we headed toward the door, Susan remarked, \'93That\'92s another reason women hate \softline
her. Not only is she drop-dead gorgeous, but she restores her hair with a shake of her \softline
head.\'94 Then with another lovely grin she added, \'93Personally, I think it\'92s neat!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \f1 \tab We went down to the garage and I opened the passenger-side door for Jean. I saw \softline
her eyes widen in pleasure and surprise when I did. From Susan I received the loveliest \softline
smile and a very polite thank-you.
}{\plain \fs24 \f1 \tab The car was a BMW M-5. Why I needed a vehicle capable of speeds above 150 mph \softline
just to drive to work is another question. It just again supports the statement that men \softline
never outgrow their need for toys; the toys just get more expensive. Jean told me that \softline
the car\'92s signaling system had been coded to open both the gate and garage doors. What \softline
gate and which doors she didn\'92t bother to tell me.
}{\plain \fs24 \f1 \tab As I started out of the garage Susan said, \'93This seat is lovely, Uncle Jim, but \softline
couldn\'92t I ride home on Aunt Jean\'92s lap? I would love to have her hold me.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \f1 \tab \'93Just fasten your seat belt and stay where you\'92re nice and safe,\'94 Jean responded. \softline
A moment later she exclaimed, \'93And don\'92t you }{\plain \fs24 \i\f1 dare}{\plain \fs24 \f1 stick your tongue out at me, young \softline
lady!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \f1 \tab A glace at the mirror showed that, indeed, Susan had stuck out her tongue. But \softline
glancing to the side I saw that Jean had her harness on and was looking straight ahead. \softline
I had never been to the Callaway home so Jean provided directions. In the meantime, \softline
Susan had very peacefully fallen asleep in the back seat.
}{\plain \fs24 \f1 \tab \'93How did you know Susan stuck out her tongue?\'94 I finally asked. \'93You couldn\'92t \softline
have seen her.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \f1 \tab \'93Because it\'92s what I would have done when I was her age,\'94 Jean replied, \'93so I knew \softline
that\'92s what she was doing.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \f1 \ul0 \tab \'93You really love her, don\'92t you?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \f1 \tab \'93Yes, I do,\'94 Jean replied with no further elaboration.
}{\plain \fs24 \f1 \tab I guess the radio controls had been properly set because when we came up to a \softline
massive gate Jean touched a button over the mirror and the gate\'92s two halves swung \softline
smoothly inward. At the same time, spike-tipped steel plates in front of the car dropped \softline
flat while another set behind the car rose into position. Operating the way they did, only \softline
a single vehicle could pass through the gates at one time. Interesting, I thought.
}{\plain \fs24 \f1 \tab Jean directed me to the garage door and I drove down the ramp to find a garage large \softline
enough for perhaps 20 cars; there were five parked there when we arrived.
}{\plain \fs24 \f1 \tab With a quick grin Jean declared that the car would be quite safe. Given the security \softline
I had already seen \'97 the gates and the 10-foot fence around the entire property \'97 I was \softline
confident that she was correct.
}{\plain \fs24 \f1 \tab She led the way to a stairway and up to the home\'92s entrance hall. There she called \softline
out, \'93Anybody home?\'94 Hearing a response she led the way into the living room.
}{\plain \fs24 \f1 \tab \'93My, my!\'94 she said with a smile. \'93How remarkable! Everybody\'92s here, and they\'92re \softline
all dressed.\'94 Turning to me she said, \'93Jim, this may be the only time you\'92ll ever see \softline
these young people in one place, let alone dressed. For some reason they seem to be \softline
more comfortable bare which is the way you\'92ll usually be seeing them.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \f1 \tab She proceeded to make introductions, beginning with Samantha Callaway. I looked \softline
at the girl, 17 at the time, and couldn\'92t control a whistle. Sam is an exquisitely beautiful \softline
blonde, very tall \'97 five feet nine \'97 with a perfect figure. Her hair is blonde worn very \softline
short like her mother\'92s and she has remarkably brilliant blue eyes.
}{\plain \fs24 \f1 \tab Then Jean moved to a couple sitting on the sofa. The girl had auburn hair, bright \softline
emerald-green eyes and a remarkable figure for a girl so young. Well, I guess her hair \softline
sort of started out auburn. The fact is that she wears it in a pixie cut, and obviously \softline
spends a lot of time in the sun. The result was that her hair had natural color streaks \softline
covering all the hues from auburn to red to strawberry blonde. She, too, was close to five \softline
feet nine.
}{\plain \fs24 \f1 \tab \'93These are the Siamese twins, Stephanie Callaway and Mike Mitchell. Steph spends \softline
her time trying to fix Mike up with other girls who she feels would be better for him. For \softline
his part, he seems to like what he\'92s got. And as you may have gathered, they\'92ve slept \softline
together every night for eons, either here or at the Mitchell\'92s.
}{\plain \fs24 \f1 \tab \'93Can you imagine?\'94 Jean continued, \'93Coming home from a date to sleep with \softline
another girl? That\'92s what Mike\'92s been doing for months.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \f1 \tab \'93Sooner or later Steph will give it up,\'94 Mike said. \'93She\'92s utterly perfect!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \f1 \tab }{\plain \fs24 \i\f1 \'93Perfect?\'94}{\plain \fs24 \f1 the girl screamed. \'93I\'92m a slut! Just look.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \f1 \tab With that she rose from the sofa where she had been sitting beside Mike, stripped \softline
off the dress she was wearing and dropped her bikini. Then she turned sideways and I
saw branded deep into her ass cheek the word SLUT. \'93It\'92s on both cheeks,\'94 she said \softline
with tears in her eyes, \'93and it\'92s permanent.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \f1 \tab Mike stood up beside her, then casually picked her up in his arms and sat down again \softline
with the now-naked girl sitting across his lap. \'93Steph is utterly perfect,\'94 the young man \softline
repeated. \'93She didn\'92t tell you that she was partially blinded... That she had an infernal \softline
spiked device implanted in her vagina to prevent intercourse. She didn\'92t show you the \softline
scars on her crotch from myriad whip cuts...\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \f1 \tab \'93But I might not be able to ever have children,\'94 the girl interrupted softly while \softline
snuggling close to him.
}{\plain \fs24 \f1 \tab \'93Then God didn\'92t mean for us to ever have any,\'94 the boy replied. \'93Big fucking deal! \softline
Darling, I want as many children as you can have. If that number is zero, then that\'92s the \softline
way it will be.\'94 With that he tipped her head and kissed her passionately.
}{\plain \fs24 \f1 \tab Mike Mitchell was sixteen at the time and Stephanie was fifteen. Nonetheless, the \softline
kiss they exchanged was lovely. I found that I could hear bells and almost see the \softline
electricity between them. This caused me to start thinking about the kisses I had shared \softline
with Jean. My initial thought had been that it must be the way a man and woman kiss, \softline
but as I thought about it, that didn\'92t make a lot of sense.
}{\plain \fs24 \f1 \tab \'93This is Sandra Callaway,\'94 Jean said, introducing me to a golden-haired blonde with \softline
blue eyes that were duplicates of Susan\'92s and Jean\'92s own. She was thirteen, and {*\bkmkstart Callaway_32_girls}{*\bkmkend Callaway_32_girls}was \softline
developing into the same beauty as her older sister, Stephanie.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \f1 \tab \'93I\'92m the real slut in the family,\'94 the girl said. She had risen from her chair but had \softline
her hands behind her back.
}{\plain \fs24 \f1 \tab \'93Sandy!\'94 Jean chided. \'93Is that any way to greet a guest?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \f1 \tab \'93I\'92m sure Mr. Dawson doesn\'92t want to shake the hand of a whore,\'94 the girl said. \'93I \softline
just didn\'92t want to embarrass him. Just look!\'94 With that she stripped off her dress and \softline
bikini and stood before me as naked as her sister. Turning, she indicted the word SLUT \softline
branded deep into her flank. Spinning, she showed me its mate on the other side. \'93It \softline
was done to Steph,\'94 the girl said. \'93I did it to myself to tell the world the sort of person \softline
I am \'97\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \f1 \tab \'93You did it to try to save my virginity!\'94 Susan interrupted with a scream. \'93Sandy \softline
learned that they were going to auction me off... and I was only seven at the time. She \softline
branded herself and sacrificed her virginity to save mine. She was just twelve, but she \softline
felt she could take a man better than I could.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \f1 \tab I was utterly stunned. Then Susan dropped her pants and took off her dress, too. \softline
There on her right flank was again the word SLUT branded deep. \'93I did this to myself, \softline
too, to try to help Sandy. She was bleeding so terribly!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \f1 \tab \'93But how...?\'94 I stammered.
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{\plain \fs24 \f1 \tab \'93It was easy, really,\'94 the little girl replied. \'93It was the same way Sandy did it. A red-hot branding iron was secured in a vise and I just held my ass against it while I slowly
counted to five. I tried so hard not to scream while I slowly counted out loud.\'94 Susan\'92s \softline
eyebrows beetled and she added, \'93It was sort of funny, I guess. It smelled like steak \softline
cooking on the grill.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \f1 \tab It was all I could do to keep from vomiting at the idea.
}{\plain \fs24 \f1 \tab \'93But... But... Who did this?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \f1 \tab \'93That\'92s a very interesting question,\'94 Stephanie, the oldest, replied. \'93I could give you \softline
the usual bullshit we give to people, but the fact is, we have no idea.\'94 She paused for a \softline
moment and then continued. She spoke slowly and painfully. \'93There are four of us, two \softline
with auburn hair and two blondes. The family resemblance among us is much too strong \softline
to be an accident. Moreover, there are... other things... that seem to set us apart.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \f1 \tab \'93Like the ability that\'92s shared by all four of the girls to memorize almost anything \softline
while hearing it for the first time,\'94 Jean interjected. \'93Believe it or not, the oldest, \softline
Sheila, was blinded by these people. Nevertheless, in spite of being able to see only light \softline
and dark and large shapes, she attended school and did very well. How? She literally \softline
memorized everything her teachers said after hearing it only once. All four of these girls \softline
\'97 Sheila is married to Jim Callaway now, by the way \'97 are adopted. Samantha and Jim \softline
are Jack\'92s children by his first wife who died of cancer.
}{\plain \fs24 \f1 \tab \'93If you\'92re wondering how Sheila was blinded, it resulted from repeated hard blows \softline
to her head that resulted in the detaching of both retinas. Stephanie here was only \softline
blinded in one eye.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \f1 \tab \'93But the branding...?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \f1 \tab \'93The three of us were together,\'94 Stephanie explained. \'93I guess we appeared from \softline
somewhere just after Sheila was saved by the Callaways. To get even, the first thing \softline
they did was to brand me on both cheeks and later require Sandy to brand herself. As \softline
you just heard, Susie branded herself to try to save Sandy from even greater tortures. \softline
They were sick!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \f1 \tab \'93What happened to them?\'94 I asked, not at all sure I wanted to hear the answer.
}{\plain \fs24 \f1 \tab \'93They were both shot and killed by the arresting officers while resisting arrest,\'94 \softline
Jean responded. \'93It\'92s a real shame, too. First of all, because they\'92re both dead \'97 a man \softline
and a woman \'97 we\'92ll never know how or from where the girls appeared. Second, I \softline
understand that prison is a remarkably unforgiving place for child molesters, and those \softline
two just about take the all-time prize for molestation.
}{\plain \fs24 \f1 \tab \'93Can you imagine a twelve-year-old girl begging to be raped to try to save her little \softline
sister? That\'92s what Sandy did. But before losing her virginity, Susan had to whip \softline
Sandy\'92s cunt with 25 strokes, each of which had to draw blood.\'94 At that point Jean \softline
started to cry but managed to add, \'93Can you imagine girls as good as these having to \softline
associate with a piece of filth like me?\'94
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{\plain \fs24 \f1 \tab \'93Jean Peters, knock off that shit this instant!\'94 Samantha ordered in a commanding \softline
voice. \'93There\'92s one}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 }{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 thing I learned a long time ago: My mother has infallible judgment with respect to \softline
people, particularly judging the good and the bad. She ranks you at least as highly as she \softline
ranks any of the other girls, and you know how much she loves and respects them.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab At that point Jean looked pointedly at her watch. Glancing at mine, I noticed it was \softline
after five o\'92clock. When Sam realized the time, she blushed and excused herself. \softline
Stephanie jumped to her feet and followed Samantha out of the room.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab What\'92s going on? I wondered.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab A few minutes later, Sam reappeared with a tray of drinks. She served martinis on \softline
the rocks to Jean and me and Cokes to the other young people. Steph followed her with \softline
a tray of the most beautiful and unusual-appearing hors d\'92oeuvres I had ever seen.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab What followed was a truly fascinating hour as we got acquainted. During the \softline
conversation, I realized something about myself. I guess I am reasonably intelligent, and \softline
this causes problems for me. What often happens is \'97 to the great discomfiture of the \softline
people I\'92m with \'97 I\'92ll be talking about A which reminds me of B. Then mentally I\'92ll \softline
make a connection from B to Q and from Q to Y and start talking about Y. Few people \softline
can make the connection between A \'97 the topic of conversation \'97 and Y. And I \softline
certainly can\'92t blame them.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab But that wasn\'92t at all what happened that afternoon, particularly with Jean. It \softline
seemed that to her, Y was just A}{\plain \fs24 \super\cf2\f1 1}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \'97 the two related perfectly to her it seemed. I had \softline
never had such an experience in my life.
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{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab The truly remarkable thing about that hour was that I had no sensation of being \softline
with kids. But it was strange. Susan, for example, was utterly adorable, yet she could \softline
\'97 and did \'97 follow the ins and outs of the conversation with ease while participating \softline
with the others.}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 }{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab After an hour had passed \'97 so quickly it seemed like only a couple of minutes \'97 \softline
Jean rose, extended her hands to me and said, \'93It\'92s time to go to work. Let\'92s go, Jim.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \v\cf2\f1 \pard \fs24\qj\sa72\tx432\tx864\tx1296\tx1728\tx4680
\chatn {\annotation \pard{}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \chatn }{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 }{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 I like your description of the meadow and woods, but it\'92s still a hall, not a breezeway. A breezeway \softline
is often open with no walls; when it\'92s walled, it\'92s strictly a connector between two structures. \softline
There are no rooms or anything else along it.}}}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \ul0 \tab I got to my feet and followed her out of the living room into a hallway that was all \softline
glass on the north side. Here, one had a panoramic view of the estate and the extensive \softline
woods beyond a natural meadow. One could imagine deer emerging from the fringes of \softline
}{\plain \fs24 \v\cf2\f1 \pard \fs24\qj\sa72\tx432\tx864\tx1296\tx1728\tx4680
\chatn {\annotation \pard{}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \chatn }{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 Deer don\'92t graze, they feed... I think.}}}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 the woods to feed. Jean opened a door off the hall and then stepped aside for me to \softline
enter. I was utterly stunned. It was a sitting room, not nearly as large as the living \softline
room we had come from, but more than large enough. The most impressive element was \softline
the comfort that had been designed in. Although there were no windows \'97 I soon found \softline
out why \'97 there was a very strange but pleasant odor of clean.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab When I mentioned this to Jean, she grinned and told me that the climate control \softline
system \'97 \'93air conditioning\'94 just doesn\'92t do it for this place \'97 was an utter marvel. It \softline
seems that it was modeled on the systems used in our nuclear submarines; the air was \softline
changed fifteen times an hour \'97 even more often if there was a party with large
numbers of people \'97 and run through charcoal filters to eliminate odors and a system \softline
that destroyed any and all germs.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Almost absent-mindedly, I reached out to touch a leather-covered sofa. I was \softline
surprised: unlike the leathers ordinarily used to uphoster furniture, this was a very soft \softline
glove leather. As I would discover, it feels marvelous on one\'92s bare skin. Moreover, Jean \softline
informed me, it had been treated to shed stains and particularly bodily fluids.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Besides the sofa, there were a couple of comfortable arm chairs along with some side \softline
chairs, all covered with the same type of leather, and at one end of the room were two \softline
computers set up back to back. At a glance they appeared to be the latest and greatest \softline
}{\plain \fs24 \v\cf2\f1 \pard \fs24\qj\sa72\tx432\tx864\tx1296\tx1728\tx4680
\chatn {\annotation \pard{}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \chatn }{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 You suggested using makes and models, and I certainly understand your point. However, PC \softline
technology is changing so damned fast, whatever I use would be obsolete before this dumb thing \softline
even gets posted. I have another story, for example, in which the computer is the latest and \softline
greatest: a 386! It\'92s easier just to call it \'93the latest and greatest\'94.}}}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 and so they proved to be. Off the sitting room was a small but fully-equipped kitchen.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab The door facing the door in from the hallway led to the bedroom and bath. The bed \softline
was king-sized (naturally) and the bathroom was large enough to hold a dance. In \softline
addition to twin lavatories, it had a huge shower and a sunken bathtub which more \softline
accurately should be called a baby swimming pool.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93It\'92s really neat!\'94 Jean enthused. \'93Among other things, it has its own filtering \softline
system and heater. You can just soak for hours and the temperature of the water is \softline
unchanged. If you want it, it also has a full array of whirlpool-bath capabilities.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Anyway,\'94 she said as she concluded her conducted tour, \'93this is home. Is it okay?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Oh, yeah. I forgot. I mentioned that there were no windows in the sitting room. \softline
The reason was that the outer walls of both the bedroom and bath were glass. Both \softline
rooms had sliding doors opening on a patio and beyond I could see what proved to be a \softline
}{\plain \fs24 \v\cf2\f1 \pard \fs24\qj\sa72\tx432\tx864\tx1296\tx1728\tx4680
\chatn {\annotation \pard{}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \chatn }{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 Damn! I still can\'92t find the inside dimensions of an Olympic pool. It\'92s 50 meters long, but I still \softline
don\'92t know the width. I did learn that at Sydney the pool was 10 lanes wide (rather than 8) but that \softline
was done to reduce buffeting that hits swimmers in the wall lanes. Although the pool is 10 lanes \softline
wide, they only used the middle 8 for competition, so the description (a true Olympic pool) is \softline
accurate. But what in hell is the width of a swimming lane? Given that they swim the butterfly and \softline
there\'92s still substantial lane clearance, my guess is that they\'92re at least 10 feet wide which would \softline
give the pool an inside width of about 25 meters. Adding on deck space on all sides, we\'92re up to \softline
an overall length of about 80 meters and a width of about 55. Since we\'92re talking about meters, not \softline
feet, two decent-sized houses can be sited without cramping anyone\'92s style too much. If my width \softline
dimensions are anywhere close, we\'92re talking about almost 180 feet between the side walls of the \softline
Dawson\'92s and the Callaway\'92s homes. That\'92s 60 yards, which really isn\'92t too shabby...}}}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 full-bore Olympic swimming pool, 50 meters in length by a full eight lanes wide.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93This concludes the tour,\'94 she said with a shy smile, leading the way back to the \softline
sitting room.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Jean sat on the sofa and motioned for me to sit beside her. Oh, I guess I should have \softline
mentioned that my attire that day was standard for me on a hot day in June: a pair of \softline
well-worn Levi\'92s and a golf shirt. I guess I felt just a bit strange sitting beside a woman \softline
as beautifully dressed as she was.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab But I sat down anyway, and undoubtedly looked bewildered. I really should have \softline
looked that way, because it was certainly the way I felt. When I sat beside her, she \softline
moved close beside me, took my face in her hands, tilted it and melted her lips to mine. \softline
I guess I was a bit better prepared for her kiss this time.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Although our first kisses had been surprises to me, they had been filled with an \softline
unbelievable level of passion. At first, this kiss was very different. Although I could still \softline
hear the bells and feel the electricity flowing between us, this time her kiss was one of \softline
incredible tenderness. Where before she had raped my mouth with her tongue, this time \softline
I could feel it probing gently in my mouth searching for my own.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab When our two tongues met, they began a dance... and I guess it was a dance of love, \softline
although I certainly didn\'92t know it at the time. Meanwhile I could feel the fingers of her
right hand moving ever so gently over my face and neck. It was as if she was studying \softline
my features using Braille. Then Jean sinuously moved her body against mine. Not \softline
willing to let that feeling stop, I put my arms around her and pulled her body close to \softline
mine. (Rereading this sentence now causes me to howl with laughter. I knew absolutely \softline
nothing at the time!) But it seemed to be the correct thing to do.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Finally we eased apart and I looked into her lovely eyes. They were almost glazed \softline
in their appearance, but then as I could see her looking beyond me, her brows shot up \softline
and she appeared startled. \'93And what, may I ask, are you doing here?\'94 she asked.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Turning enough to see, I saw Susan Callaway sitting on one of the side chairs \softline
watching us intently. Moreover, the young girl was now stark naked and appeared to \softline
be utterly unconcerned about it.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Well,\'94 the girl responded, \'93one of the idiot educationists would call this a meaning-
ful learning experience.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93And what is that supposed to mean?\'94 Jean asked archly.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Someday I\'92ll be old enough to have a date and undoubtedly it will be with some jerk \softline
who has no idea how a girl is put together, let alone how her clothing works...\'94 She \softline
paused, cocked her head and wondered out loud, \'93Now why do you suppose there are no \softline
classes in things like that? The schools are big on school-to-work these days. How about \softline
school-to-sex?
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Anyway,\'94 she continued, \'93since you\'92re going to coach Uncle Jim, I thought I might \softline
learn something too.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Although I had been focusing on Susan, when the girl mentioned the way a woman\'92s \softline
clothing worked, I heard Jean mutter, \'93Damn...\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Turning to Jean I asked, \'93Damn what?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93I forgot something,\'94 she replied sheepishly. \'93I was going to buy a few bras, but I \softline
forgot.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93What for?\'94 I asked, puzzled as usual. \'93You don\'92t wear a bra, do you?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Raising an eyebrow she asked, \'93When was the last time you took a bra off a girl?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93The next time will be the first time,\'94 I replied, chagrined, \'93as I\'92m sure you already \softline
knew.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab My response evoked a warm smile from Jean and a lovely musical giggle from Susan, \softline
still sitting bare-assed naked on the chair.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Oh, well, I guess we\'92ll have to do that some other time,\'94 Jean said. Then with \softline
another warm smile she continued, \'93Undressing a woman is pretty simple, and really \softline
quite easy for you. You\'92re right-handed, aren\'92t you, Jim?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Again I looked puzzled. (Those first few days I guess the expression on my face \softline
tended to alternate between embarrassment and puzzlement, but mostly some
combination of the two.) \'93What\'92s being right-handed have to do with undressing a \softline
woman?\'94 I asked.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab With a cute little grin she replied, \'93It\'92s an old tradition. Women had maids helping \softline
them dress a great deal more often than men had valets. Since it\'92s easier for a right-handed person to put a button in a buttonhole with the right hand, women\'92s wear still \softline
buttons right over left, while men\'92s clothing is left over right.\'94 Then she added, \'93You \softline
would think that after all these years of a lady\'92s maid being a concept as dead as the \softline
dodo, the manufacturers would have made a change. But they haven\'92t.\'94 She just shook \softline
her head in feigned sadness.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93See?\'94 piped Susan. \'93I told you this would be a meaningful learning experience, and \softline
I\'92ve learned something new already.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab That little girl was so damned cute! She had the same golden-blonde hair that Jean \softline
has along with matching blue eyes and the same all-over golden tan. There she sat \softline
upright gently playing the fingers of her right hand over her left nipple.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Nothing!\'94 she remarked with disgust. \'93At least Sandy\'92s nipples are becoming \softline
sensitive. When I do it, it just sort of tickles. Darn!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Don\'92t rush it, Susie,\'94 Jean commented.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab I was impressed by the fact that Jean didn\'92t belittle the girl. Rather she spoke to her \softline
as... }{\plain \fs24 \i\cf2\f1 a loving mother! }{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 I was astounded. Oh, well... at least that was a new sensation.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Are you just going to sit there?\'94 Jean asked with a warm smile that took the sting \softline
from her words, \'93or are you going to do something? Like opening my top, for example...\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab I can take a hint as well as the next guy. I reached over and undid the two large \softline
buttons holding her top (jacket?) together and then spread them wide. She wasn\'92t \softline
wearing a bra, of course, and the effect was like white stage curtains framing the most \softline
lovely pair of breasts I\'92ve ever seen. And like the rest of her they were deeply tanned. \softline
Her upthrusting pink nipples were the only spot of color; even her very small areolae \softline
appeared tanned.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Taking the jacket lapels from me, she spread them open wide and asked, \'93Do you \softline
like what you see, Jim? They\'92re small, I know, but...\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab }{\plain \fs24 \i\cf2\f1 \'93Small?\'94}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 Susie exclaimed. \'93They are like heck! They\'92re perfectly sized, and your \softline
nipples are gorgeous.\'94 Then addressing me she said, \'93But what do you think, Uncle \softline
Jim?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93I think your breasts are gorgeous,\'94 I responded.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Breasts?\'94 Jean said with a wry grin. \'93Get real! Why don\'92t you call them mam-mary \softline
glands, for heaven\'92s sake? Now what do you want to call them? Tits? Boobs? Jugs? \softline
Hooters? What?\'94 Then with an adorably shy grin she added, \'93It\'92s your call.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab I didn\'92t know how to respond, but I guess I managed to stammer, \'93I... I... I sort of \softline
like tits, if it\'92s okay with you?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \ul0 \tab \'93Okay,\'94 she responded matter-of-factly, \'93I\'92ve got a pair of tits.\'94 Again she softened \softline
it by adding, \'93I would go with your decision, regardless, Jim, but I sort of like \'91tits\'92 too. \softline
\'91Boobs\'92 remind me of a booby: a dunce. The others always sound a little coarse. Besides, \softline
my tits aren\'92t nearly big enough to be in the \'91boobs\'92 class.\'94 With a lovely winning grin \softline
she concluded, \'93I guess I\'92ve always felt that boobs begin at about a double-D cup. I\'92m \softline
just sort of a generous B.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Which brings up another thing. I know they\'92re not big enough for you, and I\'92m \softline
working on it, but how big would you like my tits to be? You\'92re going to be living with \softline
them for several months, so...\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Ha!\'94 came a response from Susan still sitting unmoving in the same chair. \'93Would \softline
you kindly knock off that stuff, Aunt Jean? I would give my right arm to have tits as \softline
lovely as yours.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Yours will be much nicer,\'94 Jean replied. \'93Just look at your sister, Sheila. And \softline
Steph. Steph hasn\'92t fully developed but it\'92s apparent she\'92ll be just like Sheila: simply \softline
perfect.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93If you, Mom, Sheila and Sam were to stand behind a barrier with only your tits \softline
showing, no one could tell one from the other...\'94 But then Susan stopped abruptly and \softline
changed tack. \'93No! That\'92s not right. There would be two identical sets: yours and \softline
Mom\'92s, and Sheila\'92s and Sam\'92s. The difference is that yours and Mom\'92s are fully \softline
developed. Sam and Sheila are still filling out. But you\'92re all simply gorgeous. Now will \softline
you kindly knock off the garbage?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Then with the most winsome grin I\'92ve ever seen she added, \'93I hope you\'92ve noticed \softline
how careful I\'92m being with my language. I didn\'92t even say \'91knock off the shit\'92 which is \softline
what I was really thinking.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab At that comment, Jean rose from the sofa and knelt down beside Susan\'92s chair. She \softline
enfolded the little girl in her arms and then just melted her lips to hers. In an instant \softline
the girl came to life and wrapped her small arms around Jean\'92s neck and just hugged. \softline
From telltale movement I could see in Jean\'92s cheeks, it seemed that she was using her \softline
tongue to explore the girl\'92s mouth, searching for her tongue.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab When the two tongues met and began their dance, Susan\'92s body shuddered in \softline
ecstasy. While all this was going on, Jean was caressing the girl\'92s body in the lightest, \softline
most delicate way possible. It was apparent that the little girl was responding to the \softline
caresses as well.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Finally the two separated. Susie was breathing heavily but managed to gasp, \'93I \softline
adore you, Aunt Jean!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93And I love you very much, too, darling Susan.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab With her jacket hanging open, Jean returned to sit beside me. Then she turned to \softline
me, waiting.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \ul0 \tab Very diffidently, I reached out and touched her right breast. \'93That\'92s it, Jim,\'94 she \softline
murmured. Now run your finger over my nipple.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab I did and could feel it instantly become even more erect.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Most girl\'92s nipples will be flaccid when you start stroking them,\'94 she said softly. \softline
\'93Kate thinks most guys like turgid nipples, and she showed me how to keep mine that \softline
way. Do you like it?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab I put my whole hand over her breast and very gently squeezed. As I did, I moved \softline
closer and my lips met hers. The effect was heavenly. As we kissed, I could feel her \softline
breathing come faster and again her hand went behind my neck. The feel of her fingers \softline
\'97 like feathers \'97 was like nothing I had ever experienced. I was getting hard as a rock, \softline
and I knew Jean knew it.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Squeeze hard,\'94 she whispered. \'93Most girls like gentle caressers \'97 exactly what \softline
you\'92re doing \'97 but some gals like the guy to be rougher.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93What do you like?\'94 I responded.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Her reply was humbling. \'93I... I... I don\'92t know.\'94 Then her eyes began to tear again \softline
and she added, \'93I\'92ve been a prostitute for so damned long, I\'92ve never thought about what \softline
I might like. I\'92ve always been focused on the john in hopes of getting a bigger tip.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Caressing her tit was utterly incredible. In spite of what she had said, her breasts \softline
were perfectly sized for me. As big as my hands are \'97 and I can palm a basketball \'97 I \softline
couldn\'92t get my hand completely around one. Then I squeezed a little harder.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab This provoked a gasp from Jean and I instantly released my hold. \'93No!\'94 she \softline
protested. \'93Please don\'92t stop. It feels utterly wonderful!\'94 I squeezed and she put her \softline
hand over mine. \'93Harder! Squeeze harder, please?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab I increased the pressure and she murmured, \'93Better...\'94 At this point her eyes were \softline
closed and her head was resting on the sofa back. For my part the sensation was \softline
incredible. I could feel her erect nipple moving against the palm of my hand.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab At that point I guess Jean remembered where she was and what she was supposed \softline
to be doing. She opened her eyes, blinked and shook her head as if to clear it. \'93Jim, you \softline
really can\'92t hurt me.\'94 Again I could see tears in the corners of her eyes as she continued, \softline
\'93One thing that\'92s very common with prossies: Guys like to hurt us. Believe me when I \softline
say for most of the last ten years my body has been a mass of bruises and more than a \softline
few lacerations.\'94 Then with a shy little smile she asked, \'93Squeeze my tit really hard. \softline
Please?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab I did and obtained a surprising reaction. And from what I could observe, it was as \softline
much of a surprise to her as it was to me. When I squeezed her tit hard, her pelvis \softline
shuddered. Obviously she was as startled as I was.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab At that point she gave me instructions on how women\'92s skirts are constructed, \softline
buttons, hooks, zippers and so forth. We got past that and got to her bikini.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \ul0 \tab \'93This is going to require the girl\'92s cooperation,\'94 she said with a grin. \'93If she really \softline
doesn\'92t want you in her pants, she\'92ll likely try to keep them on.\'94 Then with a friendly \softline
wink she added, \'93At that point you have two choices. Either rip them off \'97 and that \softline
isn\'92t as easy as it looks. Although it might be very sheer \'97 you can often see right \softline
through it \'97 nylon is very strong. Or you can fuck her with her bikini still on.\'94 Then \softline
she showed me how it could be moved to one side or the other to create an opening.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Again, Jean was naked on the sofa. Now she had me sit in a chair facing her. It was \softline
an utterly incredible experience. Here I am sitting about a foot or so away from an \softline
utterly gorgeous naked girl, and she\'92s acting as casual and as natural as if she were fully \softline
dressed.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab It was as if she could read my mind. \'93I\'92ve been a prostitute for almost ten years, \softline
Jim. Being naked with a man is my normal working uniform.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab For some reason her remark provoked a derisive giggle from Susan who was still \softline
sitting quietly on her chair, only now she had her feet tucked under her bottom and was \softline
kneeling on the chair more than sitting on it.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Jean started to spread her thighs wide when she suddenly stopped, snapped her \softline
fingers, jumped up from the sofa and ran to the door. \'93Samantha!\'94 she called out. \'93We \softline
need you!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab A few moments later Sam appeared, hopping on one foot as she tried to disengage \softline
the other from her bikini. Like the other two girls, she was now completely naked, too. \softline
Obviously, being called in came as no surprise, but I wondered why she was taking off \softline
her clothes. Because Jean was waiting at the doorway, the two women were together \softline
long enough for me to see that they were close to being twins. The only significant \softline
difference was that Jean\'92s hair was long while Sam\'92s was worn in an urchin cut. Both \softline
of their bodies were utterly exquisite. But as I thought about it, I realized that their \softline
facial structures were dissimilar, although both were beautiful; it was their bodies that \softline
were nearly identical.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93To what do I owe this gracious invitation?\'94 Sam asked with a grin.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Well...\'94 Jean replied, really stretching out the word, \'93we\'92re now at the point in \softline
female physiology where we\'92re about to look at the cunt. And since yours is in the \softline
anatomy textbooks...\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Oh, no you don\'92t!\'94 Sam exclaimed. \'93Jim is your client, not mine. But I\'92ll tell you \softline
what I\'92ll do...\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab She sat on the sofa beside Jean, spread her thighs wide and told Jean to do the same \softline
thing. \'93Now, Jean, spread your lips wide so Jim gets a good look and I\'92ll do the same. \softline
Okay?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Under the circumstances, there was nothing Jean could do but comply. When she \softline
spread her right leg \'97 the one closest to Sam \'97 Sam lifted hers and put it over Jean\'92s, \softline
holding it in position. Then she asked Susan to hold Jean\'92s left leg so it remained spread \softline
wide.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \ul0 \tab With a cute grin, the girl scrambled from her chair to comply. But first she knelt on \softline
the sofa and gave Jean a loving kiss. As she did, I\'92m almost certain I heard her whisper, \softline
\'93I love you, Aunt Jean!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Okay, Jean,\'94 Sam ordered, \'93use your fingers to spread your lips wide. Let Jim have \softline
a good look.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab When she complied, I looked on in astonishment \'97 I think. Here were two utterly \softline
gorgeous blue-eyed blondes holding their pussy lips spread wide so I could get a good \softline
look at their cunts. Before I even looked at what I was supposed to, I realized something \softline
else: First, like Jean and Susan, Sam was tanned all over. There wasn\'92t anything close \softline
to a strap mark anywhere. Both had their pubic hair plucked so that there was only a \softline
small triangular patch of golden curly hair remaining above their slits. Beyond that, \softline
though, both girl\'92s crotches were deeply tanned too, as were their hands with their \softline
fingers holding their labia wide apart.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab I guess I\'92ve never thought much about hands, but I realized that these two were \softline
exceptional. Both girls had hands that were perfectly formed with long slender fingers. \softline
Simply lovely! Glancing at Susan, I could see that, although her hand was much smaller, \softline
it would be the same when she was older. She had the same relatively small palm with \softline
long slender fingers.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Have you finished your wool-gathering?\'94 Sam asked with a quirky grin. \'93I don\'92t \softline
want to have to sit here all evening and risk my cunt catching a cold.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab I looked from one cunt to the other and back again. I couldn\'92t see any difference and \softline
said so.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Neato!\'94 Sam exclaimed, \'93I\'92m outta here!\'94 But she didn\'92t release her lips. Instead, \softline
she glanced down at herself and then looked at Jean\'92s cunt. \'93You missed something,\'94 \softline
she said to me. \'93Something very significant, in fact. See this?\'94 she asked, indicating a \softline
nubbin high in her slit.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab I swallowed hard and nodded.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Now look at Jean\'92s.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab I did, and just shook my head. \'93They still look the same to me.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93That\'92s the clitoris, Jim,\'94 the girl explained. \'93Mine is relaxed, but Jean\'92s has popped \softline
its head out of its hood. See the difference?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Looking again, I did see a difference. \'93Okay. Her clitoris is out of its hood. What\'92s \softline
that mean?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93It means that I don\'92t trust her is what it means,\'94 Sam replied. \'93She\'92s been telling \softline
me for months that she\'92s incapable of achieving orgasm \'97 that\'92s cuming to you, Jim.\'94 \softline
Then to Jean she said, \'93I guess you\'92ll have to be the demonstration vehicle, not me. And \softline
it just goes to show you: Marion may have thought I have a perfect cunt, but if it\'92s true, \softline
you do, too, Jean Peters.\'94 Then with another grin she added, \'93I think yours really is \softline
perfect.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \ul0 \tab The girl thought for a moment and then continued, \'93So I think I\'92ll stick around. It\'92s \softline
a little hard to coach a guy when it\'92s your cunt that\'92s being eaten.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab To Susan she said, \'93Go get Sandy. I think we\'92re going to need her.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93You can\'92t do this!\'94 Jean protested. \'93It\'92s not just that you have a beautiful pussy. \softline
It\'92s the fact that it\'92s just not right for Jim to be eating a whore\'92s cunt!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93How many times has your cunt been eaten?\'94 Sam asked.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Lots of times,\'94 Jean pouted
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93How many times by a man?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93What difference does that make? It\'92s been eaten lots of times. And everything \softline
filthy and disgusting has been done to it and in it!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Ignoring the second sentence Sam retorted, \'93When you\'92re doing an exhibition with \softline
another girl, you mean.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93So what?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93So it\'92s not the same thing. And you\'92re about to see why. And you insist you\'92ve \softline
never cum and can\'92t cum, right?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Jean was sitting alone on the sofa now, but her legs were still spread wide. Tears \softline
began to run down her lovely cheeks as she replied, \'93Sam, you know damned well that \softline
I might as well be dead from the waist down. There\'92s no feeling there and there never \softline
has been any. That\'92s another reason for using you. How can Jim possibly know if he\'92s \softline
doing it right if he gets no reaction of any kind?\'94 (It was only much later that I \softline
remembered the orgasm Jean had had when I squeezed her tit.)
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93We\'92ll see,\'94 Sam replied noncommittally. \'93All I know is that your clit is standing \softline
at attention! You\'92re clearly not as dead as you think you are or would like us to believe.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab While Susan was gone, I suddenly realized the anomaly: I was still dressed while all \softline
the girls were naked, yet no one seemed to mind or even notice. How odd. Furthermore, \softline
I was learning something about myself. Although Jean was being paid for it, I felt their \softline
was a real attraction between us. Of course, it could be just the usual result of kissing, \softline
but I began to doubt that was true.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Susan returned with Sandy who proceeded to shed her clothes, too. Sam told the \softline
girls that she wanted each to hold one of Jean\'92s arms against the back of the sofa to keep \softline
her hands out of the action. Sandy scrambled up to kneel at Jean\'92s right side with Sue \softline
on the left. Like her sister, the first thing Sandy did was to melt her lips to Jean\'92s in a \softline
loving kiss. With her back to me I could see the still-livid brand, SLUT, on her right ass \softline
cheek. What a terrible thing to do to such a beautiful girl!
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Sam then proceeded to instruct me in eating a girl\'92s cunt. I licked up Jean\'92s slit and \softline
focused on her clit, flicking it with my tongue. By this time I had her legs over my \softline
shoulders. As Samantha had said, I found Jean\'92s juices to be lovely and sweet. \softline
Following her instructions, I found that I was bringing Jean toward her crest. I guess
she was on the verge of an orgasm, but I really had no idea what to expect. For that \softline
matter, I didn\'92t know then, nor do I know now, how I could tell she was on the edge of \softline
cuming, but I did... and still do.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Just as I could sense her reaching a crest, Sam told me to ease up just a tiny bit. The \softline
crest subsided. Following Sam\'92s detailed instructions, I did it again and again and again. \softline
Each time Jean reached the crest faster than the time before. Finally, I had her right \softline
on the edge: She couldn\'92t go down, but I wouldn\'92t let her go over, either.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab By this time she was writhing in agony on the sofa and it was taking the not \softline
inconsiderable strength of the two girls to hold her arms outstretched.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Let me cum!\'94 she screamed. \'93James Dawson, let me cum this instant!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93But how can he, Jean?\'94 Sam replied in her most-reasonable tone of voice. \'93You \softline
can\'92t cum, remember?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab I pulled back a bit from Jean\'92s cunt to get a look and was amazed at what I was \softline
seeing. By now her clit had extended to the point of being like a baby\'92s penis. It was \softline
bright red now and vibrating by itself.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Are you really sure you want this?\'94 Sam asked.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Samantha Callaway!\'94 Jean screamed. \'93I\'92m going to kill you! Just you wait!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93I\'92ll tell you what, Jean. You ask Jim very nicely, and I\'92ll see what I can do. I want \softline
you to say, \'91Jim, please eat my lovely cunt. If you make my cum, I promise to reward you \softline
with the sweetest cum cream you\'92ve ever tasted.\'92 Now say it!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93That\'92s absurd!\'94 Jean gasped. \'93And it would be a horrible lie, too. All there is is \softline
filth and dirt! It\'92s a whore\'92s cunt!\'94 she wailed.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Following Sam\'92s instructions, I just maintained the girl on the edge.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Finally she couldn\'92t take it any more. \'93Please!\'94 she whispered. \'93God help me! I \softline
can\'92t take this any more. I\'92ll do anything, say anything...\'94 Her words just dissolved into \softline
hopeless-sounding tears.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Sam repeated her words.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Gasping, Jean stammered, \'93Jim, please eat my lovely cunt. If you make my cum, I \softline
promise to reward you with the sweetest cum cream you\'92ve ever tasted.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab At Sam\'92s nod, I gave her vibrating clit a sharp flick with the tip of my tongue. That \softline
was all it took. Her pelvis exploded as she was taken with an incredibly powerful \softline
orgasm.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Then following her instructions, I licked up her cream and began to probe her vagina \softline
with my tongue. Her cum flowed in quantity, and it was remarkably sweet, as promised. \softline
I went back to licking her slit and flicking her clit; again she came. By now Jean was \softline
gasping for breath; her pelvis was in such a spasm that her diaphragm wouldn\'92t work. \softline
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{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \ul0 \tab Slowly she came down from her peak and color returned to her face. Then, at a \softline
signal from Sam I took her up again and again and again. Finally, she was just sprawled \softline
on the sofa with her legs still spread wide and her arms flopping out in both directions.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab She had been screaming, \'93Eat me! Eat me!\'94, but that had turned into incoherent \softline
babblings and finally just gasps. The fact was, though, that as her ordeal continued, her \softline
cream had become progressively sweeter. Sam had said that the first flows had been \softline
accumulated over the years, while at the end it was all fresh... and incredibly sweet.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Now Jean\'92s eyes were closed. Whether she was sleeping or unconscious, I really \softline
couldn\'92t tell. Going into the bedroom, though, I found a light blanket in the closet and \softline
covered her with it. Then I followed Susan into the kitchen while Sam and Sandy left \softline
our apartment.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab There the 8-year-old sat me in a chair and proceeded to make me a very dry martini. \softline
I guess I was still in a daze myself because all I did was sit there with my drink while she \softline
left the kitchen and then returned with a plastic milk case. She overturned it and used \softline
it as a step-stool to be tall enough to cook.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab I was astonished. She moved around as if she was very much at home in a kitchen \softline
cooking, and so she proved to be. She had three lovely strip sirloin steaks and prepared \softline
a sauce of some kind. Then she proceeded to prepare pommes souffl\'e9, fried potatoes that \softline
puffed like balloons.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab It appeared she was ready to do the steaks when Jean came staggering into the \softline
kitchen and collapsed on the chair opposite me. Susie stopped what she was doing and \softline
quickly made a martini for her. While she was doing that, I picked Jean up, returned to \softline
my seat and sat her down across my lap. She still hadn\'92t said a word. All she did was \softline
rest her cheek against my shoulder and murmur softly.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Lifting her head, I turned it and kissed her. Again there was that marvelous \softline
electricity and the bells. At the same time, it was so soft and loving; there was no \softline
passion in it, at least not on her part.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab When we parted she whispered, \'93Thank you, Jim. That was a lovely kiss. And a \softline
perfectly marvelous cunt-eating.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Then pretending to be angry, her tone changed dramatically and she said, \'93But look \softline
what you did to my poor cunt!\'94 Her thighs were still spread wide \'97 she claimed she \softline
couldn\'92t get them any closer together \'97 and her cunt was a brilliant red. Her labia were \softline
still swollen and her clit \'97 still crimson \'97 was still protruding beyond the line of the \softline
lips.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Then she changed again. \'93Was I screaming, \'91Eat me, eat me\'92?\'94 she asked.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Uh huh.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Hitting me lightly on the arm she continued, \'93Well, you didn\'92t have to take me \softline
literally, did you? I mean... Just look! At this rate I won\'92t even have a cunt after a \softline
week.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \ul0 \tab \'93But you\'92re a prostitute,\'94 I protested. Then I raised an eyebrow and added, \'93And \softline
you lied to us, too. You said you couldn\'92t cum. If you can\'92t, lady, that was the greatest \softline
imitation the world has ever seen.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Instead of replying, she just snuggled close in my shoulder and sipped her martini.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab A few moments later, Sue finished cooking and put filled plates on the table. Only \softline
then did I notice that everything about the table setting was just lovely, complete with \softline
lighted candles. To complete the setting, Susan even dimmed the lights.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Jean took her seat beside me while Susan sat opposite. Only then did I cut into the \softline
steak and take a bite. \'93This is incredibly good, Susie! But what\'92s this sauce you have \softline
on it?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93It\'92s sauce P\'e9rigord,\'94 she replied. When she did, I could see her lower lip trembling \softline
and tears appearing at the corners of her eyes. \'93I hope you don\'92t mind it too much. I \softline
guess I know how to cook a lot of things, but this is about the only dinner I can get to \softline
come out so everthing\'92s ready at about the same time.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Absolutely delicious!\'94 Jean pronounced. \'93And are these fresh truffles I see slivered \softline
through the sauce?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93I hope you don\'92t mind...\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Jim, by the pound, truffles cost substantially more than gold.\'94 To the little girl she \softline
replied, \'93Darling, this meal is exquisite!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab My astonishment continued as the girl very expertly tossed a c\'e6sar salad and served \softline
it. This was followed by crepes Suzette which she flamed at the table. I could scarcely \softline
believe my eyes... or my taste buds. This little girl had prepared a gourmet feast from \softline
a standing (or sitting) start all by herself.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Then she put out a small plate of assorted cheeses with crackers and served coffee \softline
to Jean and me.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Oops! I forgot to mention that she had previously served a chateau-bottled Bordeaux \softline
to the two of us along with the steak. Again, Jean had done something that I was coming \softline
to see as so typical of her. Without a word, she got another wine glass and poured half \softline
a glass for Susan. \'93This is a perfect French meal, Sue,\'94 she said, \'93and there\'92s no \softline
minimum age for drinking wine in France.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab The girl was so utterly delighted, she was bouncing in her chair.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab For my part, it truly was the finest meal I had ever eaten to that point in my life. \softline
After the cheese had largely disappeared, Susan again disappeared and came back with \softline
another bottle and two cigars. Then she obtained two snifters and poured. It was R\'e9my \softline
Martin\'92s Louis XIII, possibly the world\'92s finest cognac bottled in a Baccarat crystal \softline
decanter. She looked at the cigars hesitantly and finally decided not to try to light them \softline
herself.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \ul0 \tab Without a word, Jean took them from her and carefully lighted the larger \'97 a \softline
Corona corona. When it was burning to her satisfaction, she passed it to me and then \softline
repeated the exercise, lighting a slim panatella for herself.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Along with the cigar, the cognac was a perfect ending to a perfect meal.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Finally, with her eyes wide Susan asked, \'93How was the dinner, Uncle Jim?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93It was... satisfactory,\'94 I pronounced pontifically.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab At that point I was astonished. The girl was out of her chair and headed toward the \softline
door like a shot. While I sat there like a dolt, Jean\'92s arm shot out, caught the girl and \softline
pulled her, struggling, close to her body.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Then holding her tightly in her arms, she whispered, \'93Darling, Jim was just teasing. \softline
It was an utterly marvelous dinner!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab While still holding the girl tightly she looked up at me and said, \'93Jim, please don\'92t \softline
do that again. I know you were just teasing, but you really can\'92t do that with these girls \softline
in a situation like this. You see, they have two problems that aren\'92t very common.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93First, there\'92s the matter of their extraordinary intelligence. It is said that the \softline
beginning of wisdom is the knowledge of how much one doesn\'92t know. These girls truly \softline
thirst for knowledge. Don\'92t forget that the brutal treatment they sought \'97 yes, sought! \softline
\'97 was so that they could go to school the following week. It was true for Sheila, Steph \softline
and Sandy: They had to have at least 50 strokes with a pussy whip on their cunts on \softline
Saturday night or they couldn\'92t go to school the following week.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93It became well known to the \'91patrons of the establishment\'92, so they had to beg, \softline
plead and do every vile thing you can imagine just to get their 50 strokes.\'94 Jean \softline
grimaced and shook her head sadly. \'93Of course, once they reached 50, the sky was the \softline
limit. Typically they would then be beaten so badly, they would regain consciousness \softline
sometime the next morning still lying on the floor.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93It was Sandy\'92s volunteering her virginity that saved Susan from those beatings.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93But the second element is their personal standard: It\'92s perfection.\'94 She just shook \softline
her head and interjected, \'93I know and you know that perfection is granted only to God. \softline
But these girls don\'92t really accept that. Their personal standard is perfection, and \softline
anything less is just not acceptable... to them.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab At that point she lifted Susan\'92s head from her shoulder where the girl had buried it \softline
and melted her lips to hers. While their mouths were joined, Jean gently ran her fingers \softline
through the girl\'92s hair and very gently caressed any part of her lovely body within reach. \softline
At the same time I could almost literally see the woman pour her love into the little girl.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Finally she eased apart so she could look into Susan\'92s eyes. \'93I\'92m right, aren\'92t I?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Very reluctantly, Susie nodded her head just once.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Okay, Jim,\'94 Jean continued, \'93what did you really think of that meal?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \ul0 \tab Before answering, I extended my arms toward Susie who came running into them. \softline
Holding her tightly I whispered, \'93Darling Susan, that was without any question the \softline
finest meal I\'92ve ever eaten in my life! And I\'92ve eaten at one time or another at virtually \softline
all of the Michelin three-star restaurants. They\'92re supposed to be the very finest in the \softline
world, and I\'92m not sure there\'92s even one of them that\'92s in your class, let alone as good \softline
as you are. That meal was utterly magnificent!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Honest?\'94 Susie asked skeptically.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Honest!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab And you know what? I was being absolutely honest. This eight-year-old girl who \softline
had to stand on an overturned milk crate to be tall enough to use the pots and skillets \softline
had prepared a truly world-class dinner.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Now will you give me a kiss, Susie, to show that you forgive me for tormenting you \softline
like that?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab With a little squeal, the girl hurled herself at me, wrapped her arms around my neck \softline
and melted her lips to mine. The kiss I received from that little girl was fantastic. I \softline
could literally feel her love flowing from her lips into me. As we kissed, I tried to do \softline
what Jean had done: As gently as I could I caressed her small body and could feel her \softline
wriggling with delight (at least I thought it was delight).
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Finally, I eased her away to repeat, \'93The dinner was simply perfect, honey!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab When I said it, the girl blushed but then said, \'93It wasn\'92t perfect at all. And all the \softline
other stuff \'97 the Bordeaux and the cognac \'97 were really to disguise the fact.\'94 Shaking \softline
her head she added, \'93It wasn\'92t a fraction as good as what Jean would have made.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93That\'92s flat not true, Susan!\'94 Jean interjected. \'93It was utterly perfect. But how did \softline
you ever learn to cook? I\'92ve never seen you make more than a peanut butter sandwich.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93From watching you,\'94 the girl replied. \'93You\'92re really great!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab At that point Jean rose from her chair and then sat down again across my lap where \softline
she just snuggled against my shoulder while we puffed on our cigars. My question to \softline
myself right then was whether things could ever be better? I had had a marvelous meal \softline
that I was still savoring while enjoying a perfect cigar with a gorgeous nude woman \softline
snuggled on my lap.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Well, I guess it\'92s about that time,\'94 she finally said, taking my hand and pulling me \softline
to my feet. We returned to the sitting room while Susan \'97 at her insistence \'97 did the \softline
dishes, but then kept going into the bedroom. The first thing I noticed was that the \softline
king-sized bed had been turned down on both sides.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Do you see anything strange about this situation?\'94 she asked with a very cute but \softline
quizzical grin.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Huh?\'94 was my oh-so-intelligent response.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93For several hours now, James Dawson, there have been a succession of naked \softline
women in your life. Now how about you?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \ul0 \tab At that she reached out and unfastened my belt buckle. In moments, my pants were \softline
on the floor, followed by my golf shirt. Then she dropped to her knees and lowered my \softline
jockey shorts releasing my cock. While I had been hard as a rock earlier, now I was only \softline
semi-erect.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93It\'92s so beautiful!\'94 she exclaimed as she gently took its tip into her mouth. That was \softline
all it took for me again to become as hard as a rock.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Just then Susan came in from the kitchen. \'93Aunt Jean, why don\'92t you lie on the bed \softline
and let Uncle Jim warm up your cunt with his tongue? While you do that, I\'92ll get him \softline
ready for you.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab The significance of her last words were lost to me at that moment, but I did what she \softline
suggested. Jean lay on her back and spread her thighs wide. Her cunt was still bright \softline
red \'97 almost scarlet \'97 from my preprandial cunt-eating. I knelt between her wide-spread thighs and lowered my head to her cunt. Gently, this time, I began to lick her slit \softline
and tease her still-erect clit.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Just then I felt the most incredible sensation in my cock. Looking down, I saw Susie \softline
on her back. She had wriggled under Jean\'92s left leg and had taken my cock in her \softline
mouth.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Aunt Jean, he\'92s so big!\'94 the little girl exclaimed. \'93Uncle Jim has the biggest cock \softline
I\'92ve ever seen. It\'92s going to be a real challenge...\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Like the nitwit I was \'97 and may still be \'97 I didn\'92t get the significance of that \softline
statement either.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Sue moved like a contortionist, and I realized that much of what she was doing could \softline
only be done by someone her size. Not even Sandy, let alone Sam or Jean, could do what \softline
that little girl did. Somehow, she managed to align her mouth and throat so that she \softline
took in the full length of my cock. I guess she was sucking on it or something, because \softline
it seemed to be getting even longer and fatter.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Trying to focus on something \'97 anything! \'97 other than what that little girl was \softline
doing, I again probed Jean\'92s vagina with my tongue, then licked under her still-swollen \softline
labia and finally flicked and then sucked on her lovely little clit. Again her pelvis shook \softline
in spasm as she was overtaken by another orgasm.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93He\'92s ready, Aunt Jean,\'94 the little girl pronounced. \'93And boy! Are you ever lucky! \softline
He\'92s absolutely enormous. I could scarcely get him all in.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Jean looked down at me and gasped. \'93My God! James Dawson, you are enormous! \softline
Susie\'92s right. You\'92re the biggest I\'92ve ever seen.\'94 She looked thoughtful for a moment \softline
and then said, \'93I think I had better be on top the first time, if it\'92s all right with you.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab What did I know? I said, \'93Of course,\'94 and we exchanged places.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Lying on my back, my cock was vibrating and pointing up and back toward my head. \softline
I don\'92t know how big I was (or am) but there have never been any complaints that I\'92m \softline
not big enough.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \ul0 \tab Jean straddled my hips and put her right foot on the bed. Later I learned that that \softline
was a first, too. Previously, she had always been able to rise up on her knees which lifted \softline
her plenty high enough to position a guy\'92s cock. I guess maybe I am a little different. \softline
Anyway, she rose up partially on her right leg, took my cock and placed it at the mouth \softline
of her vagina.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab One synonym for fucking is \'93screwing.\'94 Well, I guess that was essentially what Jean \softline
did that night. She put her cunt on my cock as if she was putting on a pair of very long, \softline
very tight gloves. I could feel my cock going deeper inside her, stretching the walls of her \softline
vagina as it did. I guess I was a little more than halfway in when I felt some resistance \softline
on my cockhead.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Looking up, I saw an expression of pleased surprise on Jean\'92s face. At that point, I \softline
decided to no longer be a lump and pulled her head down to mine. As our lips met in a \softline
wonderful kiss, I could feel her body turning back and forth on my cock as she continued \softline
to screw herself deeper and deeper. The kiss we shared was utterly breathtaking. With \softline
my left hand I held her in position, while my right hand and fingers roamed all over her \softline
perfect body.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93My God!\'94 she exclaimed. \'93Never in my life...\'94 Her voice just trailed off into warm \softline
sounds of pleasure. Then she whispered, \'93Thank you, Jim. This is the first time in my \softline
entire life I\'92ve been kissed while I\'92m being fucked.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93You\'92re not being fucked!\'94 Susan piped up. \'93You\'92re being made love to. And it\'92s the \softline
most beautiful thing I\'92ve ever seen.\'94 She paused for a moment and then continued, \'93I \softline
always thought that Mom and Dad had a patent on it; I had never seen real lovemaking \softline
before. But you know what? I think you two might be even better.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Jean\'92s response was another incredibly loving kiss. At that point I realized that she \softline
had managed to get my entire length inside her. At first, she just sat there, savoring the \softline
feeling, I guess. Then, without moving up or down, she began to rhythmically squeeze \softline
my cock with her vaginal muscles. This caused me to pull her head down for another \softline
kiss.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Then starting with very tiny up-and-down movements, she moved on my cock. \'93I \softline
never knew it could ever be this good,\'94 she whispered as her strokes lengthened. Then \softline
with a little grin she added, \'93There\'92s another neat thing: You\'92re so damned long, rising \softline
up straight on my knees still leaves a lot of you inside. I don\'92t have to worry about you \softline
popping out on me.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Oh, God! Oh, God!\'94 she cried as she moved up and down. Now she was doing what \softline
she had said: She was rising up straight on her knees and then settling back down.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Incredibly, I really think my cock was still growing longer and fatter in response to \softline
her cuntal stimulus. I was at the point where I had to release and was about to when she \softline
changed her tempo so my orgasm receded.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab After I don\'92t know how many cycles, I was dying. I screamed, \'93Let me cum! I\'92ve got \softline
to! I\'92ll explode if I don\'92t...\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \ul0 \tab \'93Well...\'94 she responded, drawing out the word, \'93all you have to do is say, \'91If you let \softline
me cum, Jean, I promise to flood your cunt with the most luscious cum in the world.\'92\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab }{\plain \fs24 \i\cf2\f1 \'93What?\'94}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93You heard me,\'94 she responded placidly. \'93And it\'92s such a small thing, too...\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab }{\plain \fs24 \i\cf2\f1 \'93Let me cum!\'94}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93You heard me.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93But I\'92ve forgotten the words!...\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Very simple: \'91If you let me cum, Jean, I promise to flood your cunt with the most \softline
luscious cum in the world.\'92\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Somehow, I guess I said it. The next instant, I utterly exploded, shooting into her \softline
cunt like a firehose. For her part, she leaned forward took me in her arms and melted \softline
her lips to mine while I continued to pump cum deep into her body. The instant my \softline
orgasm triggered, hers did too.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Here we were locked in each other\'92s arms while my cock erupted and her pelvis was \softline
in spasm.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Finally my orgasm slowed and stopped. Her cuntal muscles continued to pulsate, \softline
milking the very last drops of cum from my sac. As my cock began to shrink, she could \softline
feel it, so she flopped off me and lay on the bed beside me. Like me, she was gasping for \softline
breath.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab As we lay side by side, only semi-conscious, I heard a lovely young voice murmur, \softline
\'93Yum!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Looking over, I saw Susie with her mouth at Jean\'92s cunt, licking and sucking to \softline
extract the mixture of my cum and hers. That little girl had a mouth like a vacuum \softline
cleaner, and a tongue that could \'97 and did \'97 get into the smallest crevices. While this \softline
was going on, I turned Jean\'92s head and again melted my lips to hers.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab The kiss we exchanged was one of a kind. It was soft, sweet, loving and passionless. \softline
We were both utterly drained.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab We continued our kiss until we were interrupted by Susan flopping on Jean\'92s body. \softline
\'93That was utterly incredible!\'94 the little girl exclaimed. \'93Never in my life have I found \softline
so much cum and syrup. You two cum in quarts!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Jim, that was supposed to be the first of several tonight, but quite honestly, I really \softline
can\'92t make it. Beyond that, it was the finest fucking...\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab }{\plain \fs24 \i\cf2\f1 \'93Lovemaking!\'94}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 Susan exclaimed. \'93You weren\'92t fucked, Aunt Jean. Uncle Jim was \softline
worshiping your body with his.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93...Lovemaking I\'92ve ever had.\'94 Then with her blue eyes full of warmth and the \softline
beginning of tears, she added, \'93Thank you.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab I guess right about then I fell asleep or lost consciousness.
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{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \ul0 \tab I was awakened later by Susan\'92s screaming. \'93I can\'92t whip you anymore, Sandy! \softline
You\'92re bleeding!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Startled, I lifted myself up off the bed. Jean was beside me and Susie was beside her.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Taking the little girl in her arms, Jean whispered, \'93Rest easy, little one. It\'92s all over. \softline
Now take Mommy\'92s nipple in your mouth...\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab I could see Jean pulling Sue\'92s head down to her breast.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93That\'92s it,\'94 she whispered. \'93Now suckle at Mommy\'92s tit. Drink my luscious milk \softline
you like so much. But you have to bite.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab A pause. \'93Bite harder!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Jean\'92s back stiffened, but her voice didn\'92t change. \'93That\'92s the girl! Now drink \softline
Mommy\'92s milk fresh from her tit.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab I could see the little girl sucking on Jean\'92s nipple as I fell back to sleep.
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{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Jim, could you give me a hand?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab These words roused me from sleep again. Looking up I saw Jean out of bed and \softline
kneeling on the floor by my side.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93What\'92s up?\'94 I managed to mumble.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93I thought I could do it myself, but I can\'92t,\'94 she whispered. \'93Would you...? Could \softline
you...? See if you could sew my nipple back on?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab That statement was more than enough to shake the cobwebs out of my brain. I \softline
eased out of bed \'97 Susan was still asleep beside me \'97 and followed Jean into the \softline
bathroom. There she closed the door and turned on all the lights.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab I swallowed hard as I realized she was holding her left nipple in position with her left \softline
hand while holding a threaded sewing needle in her right.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93It really shouldn\'92t be very hard,\'94 she whispered. \'93My nipple is pretty small, so it \softline
shouldn\'92t take many stitches to put it back on. Are you game?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93I\'92ll give it a shot,\'94 I replied, \'93But...\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93There are no guarantees in life, Jim,\'94 she interrupted. \'93I know that. I also know \softline
you\'92ll do your very best and that\'92s all anyone can do. Okay?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab With that she sat up on the sink counter and handed me the needle and thread. It \softline
was threaded with white thread, and she also had a pair of sewing scissors. Then she \softline
moved her left hand so that she was only holding her nipple on with one finger. At that \softline
point I could see that her nipple had been almost completely severed from her breast; it \softline
was only holding on by a very small flap of skin.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab I had no idea how to go about it, but I decided to take the first stitch opposite the \softline
remaining flap. I put the needle into her breast, brought it up through the nipple and
tied it off. After cutting the thread, she took her fingertip off and I could see that the \softline
first stitch seemed to be in the right place.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab I took four more, and it seemed to be enough. Incredibly, Jean hadn\'92t moved a \softline
muscle in spite of having a needle pushed into her breast and then having the thread \softline
dragged through it. Clearly, though, she wasn\'92t impervious to pain; although she hadn\'92t \softline
moved a muscle or made a sound, she was sweating profusely at the end.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab When I thought I had done enough, I asked her.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Looking down, she raised her tit with her hand to get a better look at her nipple. \softline
When she did I got a better sense of her body. Her tits are so firm, she really had a \softline
problem even tipping the nipple up to look.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93It\'92s perfect,\'94 she pronounced. \'93Now will the doctor give his patient a kiss?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Again I took her in my arms. This kiss was again in a class by itself. There was no \softline
passion, just the purest love.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab But, I wondered, is this the way it always is when a guy kisses a girl? My initial \softline
doubts just increased; our kissing was definitely something out of the ordinary.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab After putting a Band-Aid over her left nipple, Jean turned out the bathroom lights \softline
and we returned to the bedroom. This time she got into the bed on the outside so her \softline
left side was on the bed.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab To my utter amazement, she whispered softly, \'93Lovely girl, now suck on Mommy\'92s \softline
tit. You\'92ll feel so much better.\'94 Gently taking the girl\'92s head, she brought it to her right \softline
nipple. I could see the girl begin to suckle again as I fell asleep again.
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{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab }{\plain \fs24 \i\cf2\f1 \'93What did you do?\'94}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Susan\'92s scream awakened me from a deep sleep.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Nothing, sweetie,\'94 Jean replied softly. \'93What do you mean?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93I had a nightmare, didn\'92t I?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93You were screaming, Susie. You were reliving the time you had to torture your \softline
sister before she lost her virginity.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93And I remember, \'91Suck Mommy\'92s nipple. Drink Mommy\'92s milk you love so much.\'92 \softline
But it wasn\'92t milk; it was your blood, wasn\'92t it? I bit off your nipple, didn\'92t I?\'94 the girl \softline
screamed, then dissolved into tears.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93My darling, I only wish I had breast milk to give you. It\'92s what you really needed. \softline
Since all I could give you was my blood, that\'92s what I did.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93But why?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Because I love you,\'94 was Jean\'92s simple reply. Then she pulled the girl close and \softline
kissed her lovingly.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \ul0 \tab What followed was unbelievable. Jean just held the slender girl in her arms, kissed \softline
her and stroked her body all over. I could almost literally see the torment the girl had \softline
been living with so long leave her body and her brain. After minutes of this \'97 I have no \softline
idea how many minutes \'97 instead of kissing any part of the other\'92s body one could \softline
reach, their lips merged. I knew that Jean was using her talented tongue to probe the \softline
girl\'92s mouth. When the two tongues met, I could feel it.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab When they finally separated, Susan was breathless and Jean wasn\'92t much better.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Finally, the little girl gasped, \'93I\'92m calling you Mommy from now on!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93But darling, you can\'92t!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Yes, I can!\'94 Susan insisted. \'93My last name may be Callaway, but... Mom\'92s really \softline
neat. Don\'92t get me wrong. But I guess there were too many of us too fast.\'94 The girl \softline
paused for a moment and then continued, \'93When we arrived, Stephanie was in bad shape \softline
and so was Sandy. Comparatively speaking, I was fine.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab She looked deeply into Jean\'92s eyes and gently ran her fingers over her ears, nose and \softline
eyes. \'93Then you arrived. We \'97 all of us, but particularly Sandy and me \'97 recognized \softline
something in you that we know is in ourselves. But you and Mom sure have one thing \softline
in common: your goodness.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93What you did for me last night is beyond belief. Only a mommy would sacrifice \softline
herself the way you did.\'94 Then tears came to her eyes and she asked, \'93Can anything be \softline
done? Are you disfigured for life?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Gently, Jean kissed the girl on the lips. \'93Thank you for caring so much, sweetie. \softline
But I think Jim... Daddy...?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab The girl whooped and spun toward me. \'93Can I? Honest? Could I call you Daddy? \softline
It would be so utterly neat!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab I was stunned. But I guess I\'92ve already said that being stunned was my normal \softline
condition in those days.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Darling, if you would like to, nothing would make me prouder. Just think! The \softline
most beautiful eight-year-old in the whole world wants to call me Daddy.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab At that the girl threw her arms around me and melted her lips to mine. There \softline
followed a flood of the purest, sweetest love I\'92ve ever felt. While I probed her mouth \softline
with my tongue as I had seen Jean do, I caressed her naked body all over. Our tongues \softline
met and the electricity flowed. By this time my hands had gone down to her buns and \softline
I squeezed them hard.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Argh!\'94 she gasped.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab I was about to release her when she screamed, \'93No! Please don\'92t stop! It feels so \softline
incredibly wonderful.\'94 Then she leaned back and asked, \'93Does that mean I have a \softline
squeezable ass already?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \ul0 \tab I looked over at Jean. A big help she was! She was doubled up trying to keep from \softline
laughing out loud. Finally she regained enough control to be able to shake her head and \softline
shrug. Then she mouthed, \'93She\'92s your problem!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Well...\'94 I finally replied, \'93I don\'92t know if it\'92s squeezable, but it\'92s certainly \softline
spankable. Which reminds me: If today is the day you start calling me Daddy, it must \softline
mean that it\'92s your birthday as far as your mother and I are concerned. And you do \softline
know what happens on a birthday, don\'92t you?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Susan\'92s eyes were wide as she slowly shook her head.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93You get one spank from each of us for each year you\'92ve lived, plus one more to grow \softline
on.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Are you teasing me?\'94 she asked with one eyebrow arched in the cutest look I\'92ve \softline
ever seen.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Honey, was I teasing her?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93No, darling, you certainly were not,\'94 Jean replied. (Those were the first terms of \softline
endearment we ever exchanged. I don\'92t know how she felt, but it made me feel just \softline
great!) To Susan she said, \'93Your dad was absolutely correct. One for each year plus one \softline
to grow on.\'94 Then with loving smile she added, \'93Now who would you like to spank you \softline
first?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93That\'92s nine spanks?\'94 the girl confirmed looking at me with her eyes wide.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab I nodded.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93From each of you?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab I nodded again.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Well, since I\'92m over here anyway, I guess you might as well start, Daddy.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab With that she took my right hand and held it in both of hers. She turned it over and \softline
looked at my palm, then wiggled so she could put it on her left asscheek. \'93Oh, dear!\'94 she \softline
whispered. \'93I think this is going to hurt.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab She looked up at me with tears at the corners of her eyes and said, \'93I\'92m ready for my \softline
birthday spanking, Daddy.\'94 Then she lifted my hand to her mouth and kissed my palm \softline
all over.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab As I said earlier, I do have large hands. I could just about spank both of her buns at \softline
the same time. But looking at her at that moment I doubted if I was capable of spanking \softline
her at all. She was just so damned beautiful!
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Susan positioned herself across my right leg with her ass in the air. Then to my \softline
utter amazement, I saw her buns relax as she said, \'93I\'92m trying to make my buns as soft \softline
as I can for you, Daddy, so you don\'92t hurt your hand.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Instead of spanking her, though, I began to caress her beautiful bottom as gently as \softline
I could. And Susie has an utterly gorgeous bottom: deeply tanned with skin as smooth \softline
as satin. But then intermittently I gave her a sharp spank.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \ul0 \tab \'93Please, Daddy, no!\'94 the little girl screamed. \'93If you\'92re going to spank me, just do \softline
it. But this isn\'92t fair! I can\'92t get ready... And your caresses feel so wonderful...\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab }{\plain \fs24 \i\cf2\f1 Crack!}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab At that \'97 I guess it was number five \'97 her pelvis shuddered in orgasm.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Her head came up and she looked at me with her eyes wide. \'93Daddy, you made me \softline
cum! At least I think that\'92s what happened.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Twisting her torso she looked over at Jean and asked, \'93Was that an orgasm, \softline
Mommy? And does this mean I\'92m... I\'92m... a masochist?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Yes, sweetie, that was an orgasm. Did you like the feeling?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Utterly incredible!\'94 the girl replied. \'93But... masochist...?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Don\'92t worry about it, my darling,\'94 Jean replied softly. \'93I\'92m afraid it just runs in \softline
the family. When you see Dad spank me \'97 as I\'92m sure you will sometime \'97 based on \softline
what happened last night, I won\'92t just cum, I\'92ll ejaculate. I\'92ll shoot my cunt syrup all \softline
over the place. Maybe we\'92re both masochists, sweetie, but I can live with it and I\'92m sure \softline
you can, too.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab After the fifth spank, Susan got off my leg and hobbled around to the other side to \softline
better expose her other bun. I really think the hobbling was for effect; I really don\'92t \softline
think I was spanking her very hard.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Before lying over my leg, though, she looked at my cock and her eyes widened. \'93Did \softline
I do that to you, Daddy? Did spanking me give you that luscious erection?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Turning toward Jean she asked, \'93Does this mean that I\'92ll have to have a spanking \softline
before you two make love? Just so Daddy is really, really big and hard for you?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Well...\'94 Jean began thoughtfully, \'93it\'92s probably not necessary. You\'92re also very \softline
good with your mouth.\'94 Then her eyes became piercing and she demanded, \'93Did you \softline
take your father\'92s cock all the way in?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Was that wrong? Didn\'92t I do it right?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93No, it wasn\'92t wrong, although I\'92m not sure the child welfare people would agree. \softline
But how could you? You\'92re so small and he\'92s so big!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93It was really neat!\'94 Susie responded with a bright grin. \'93And he\'92s so huge, I\'92ll bet \softline
that if he fucked me in the ass he would open a hole from my mouth to my asshole.\'94 \softline
With that she climbed over my leg and again softened her buns.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab This time she came with every spank.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab When it was over, I lifted her up and she sat across my lap. Turning her head, I \softline
kissed her gently, but that wasn\'92t what she had in mind. This time it was my little girl\'92s \softline
tongue that probed my mouth. (\'93My little girl\'94! And you know what? That\'92s what she \softline
was... and still is.) Our mutual love just flowed back and forth for minutes. What an \softline
utter delight!
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \ul0 \tab \'93I love you so much, Daddy!\'94 she exclaimed as she eased off my lap and went to her \softline
mother.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Jean then did exactly the same thing to Susan that I had been doing. The only \softline
difference was that Susie had an orgasm with every one of Jean\'92s nine spanks. When it \softline
was over, the two just kissed and cuddled. The two naked girls together were a sight to \softline
see. Two deeply tanned blondes, both with identically brilliant blue eyes, just caressing \softline
and cuddling. As far as Susan was concerned, I don\'92t think I\'92ve ever seen a happier, \softline
more contented child.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Is it my turn now?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab I spun around and found Sandy sitting on a boudoir chair, just watching.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Hi, Sis!\'94 Susan exclaimed. \'93Guess what? It\'92s not Aunt Jean and Uncle Jim any \softline
more. They\'92re Mom and Dad now! Isn\'92t that super?\'94
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{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab If Susan was a gorgeous child, Sandy was an incredibly beautiful young lady on the \softline
cusp of womanhood at age 13. Already her breasts were forming, and it was easy to see \softline
that she would be Jean\'92s twin. Her mother\'92s twin. As I reflected on it, it was utterly \softline
astonishing. First, in appearance the three women would be identical. Sandy was \softline
already five feet six on her way to her mother\'92s five feet nine. Like Jean, she had golden \softline
blonde hair that was even longer than Jean\'92s.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Later I learned that the girls had the same ability with hair that Jean had: \softline
Regardless of the styling, if it became mussed, it was restored to perfection by a hard \softline
shake of the head. It turned out that this was an ability that the slave girls \'97 Sheila, \softline
Stephanie, Sandra and Susan \'97 all had. Somehow they had managed to convey the \softline
ability to Jean.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab The relationship, though, was truly uncanny. There was no blood relationship \softline
between the girls on the one hand and Jean and me on the other, and yet... What Jean \softline
did for Susan only a mother would do. When Susan kissed me, there was love and joy, \softline
but so much more. I really felt that this gorgeous girl was my flesh and blood. But how \softline
could that be? And yet the feeling was so strong and it wouldn\'92t go away...
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{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Does that mean I\'92m in this, too?\'94 Sandy asked hesitantly.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Would you like to be, Sandy?\'94 Jean replied softly, although the girl\'92s question had \softline
been addressed to her sister. \'93Would you like to be a slut\'92s daughter?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab }{\plain \fs24 \i\cf2\f1 \'93No!\'94}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 Sandy nearly screamed. \'93You are not a slut! You\'92re the most beautiful, the \softline
kindest, most loving...\'94 Just then the girl noticed the Band-Aid over Jean\'92s left nipple. \softline
\'93What\'92s that for?\'94 she asked. It was obvious she wasn\'92t at all sure she wanted to hear \softline
the answer.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \ul0 \tab \'93That\'92s where I bit Mom\'92s nipple off last night,\'94 Susan croaked. \'93Can you imagine? \softline
I was having a nightmare so Mom put her nipple in my mouth and told me to bite hard. \softline
I did. Then she told me to drink her milk, warm from her tit.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Now the little girl was bawling, but she managed to continue, \'93But it wasn\'92t milk, \softline
it was her blood. Can you imagine the agony she went through for me? Having me bite \softline
off her nipple so I could drink her blood from her tit? But that\'92s what she did!\'94 With \softline
that the girl turned toward Jean who held her tightly and whispered endearments in her \softline
ear while she gently stroked the lovely naked body in her arms.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Susie didn\'92t bite it off,\'94 I told Sandy. \'93She almost did, but not quite. I sewed it \softline
back on later and now we just have to keep our fingers crossed.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93You never had a chance to answer, Sandy. Would you like to call Jean, Mom?\'94 I \softline
asked.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Will you be my dad, too?\'94 the girl responded without answering my question.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Would you like me to be?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Oh, Daddy! }{\plain \fs24 \i\cf2\f1 Yes!\'94}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 she screamed. Then she sat across my lap and proceeded to melt \softline
her lips to mine.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab It was an utterly lovely kiss. It was similar to the kisses I exchanged with Jean, but \softline
different. Then I realized what it was. First, it had the same love as Jean\'92s but without \softline
her maturity. Beyond that, though, it didn\'92t have the passion that I always sensed when \softline
I kissed Jean. But our kiss was simply marvelous!
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Following this, Sandy received fourteen spanks from me and the same number from \softline
Jean. Like her sister, after the first few, she came on every one. With tears flowing \softline
freely from her eyes, she came back to my arms to cuddle. Sandy was utterly beautiful \softline
and was sitting across my lap hugging me and kissing. And as I\'92ve already said, her \softline
kisses were something else!
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Just then Jean hit me on the arm with her fist and demanded, \'93Well?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Well, what?\'94 I responded, bewildered as usual.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab At that Sandy giggled and whispered, \'93Dad, Mom wants her \'91good morning, lovely \softline
Jean\'92 lovemaking.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Sandy\'92s giggle was the happiest, most musical sound I\'92ve ever heard. Moreover, I \softline
realized it was the very first sound approaching laughter I had ever heard from the girl. \softline
Later I learned it was the first such sound she had made subsequent to her release from \softline
her slavery.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Huh?\'94 I responded with my customary quick wit.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93She wants to be fucked!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab At that Jean rapidly nodded her head up and down.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Neato!\'94 Susie exclaimed. \'93Can I warm you up first, Mom?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \ul0 \tab \'93Thank you for the thought, sweetie, but I\'92m about to float away as it is,\'94 Jean \softline
replied.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Taking the hint, I was about to move between Jean\'92s wide-spread thighs when I felt \softline
the most wonderful sensation in my cock. There was Sandy with my cock in her mouth \softline
to the hilt. I could feel her tongue moving up and down my hardening shaft and even \softline
flicking out to lick my balls.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93What }{\plain \fs24 \i\cf2\f1 are}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 you doing with my lover?\'94 Jean demanded.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab All Sandy could do was to shake her head slightly which is what she did. For my \softline
part, she was quickly bringing me to a boil. My cock got bigger and harder, then I \softline
exploded in her mouth. Just as I exploded, the girl let out almost my entire length \softline
leaving just the head in her mouth. She was swallowing as fast as she could, but a little \softline
seeped out anyway.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Did that end it? Oh, no! I had barely finished cuming when she took my cock from \softline
her mouth and admired it while licking what had escaped from her cheek. Then she \softline
popped it back in and repeated the process. How I got so hard again so fast, I didn\'92t \softline
know, nor do I know now. But I did.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab At that point, she pulled me by my cock between Jean\'92s legs. When she did, Jean \softline
raised her hips and the girl eased the head of my cock into her waiting vagina.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Remembering the night before, I knew that Jean was going to be tight and she was. \softline
While I took short strokes going deeper into her gripping passage, she was wriggling to \softline
recreate the screwing motion that had worked before. At that point I leaned over and \softline
Jean raised her head from the pillow to meet me in a kiss. This time it was almost pure \softline
passion and it left me light-headed for a moment.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Sandy had moved up on the bed and was lying beside Jean on her left side while her \softline
sister was on the right. The three snuggled while I stroked in and out, now reaching her \softline
full depth. Jean even had raised her legs and rested them on my shoulders so I could \softline
obtain the deepest possible penetration.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93How\'92s it feel, Mommy?\'94 Sandy asked. \'93By the way, the reason I had Dad cum in \softline
my mouth was so he wouldn\'92t get off too fast when he\'92s in you.\'94 Then the girl grinned \softline
and added, \'93Golly, his spend is yummy! I just love it! Have you had him in your mouth \softline
yet?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93No, sweetie, I haven\'92t,\'94 Jean replied. \'93I would far rather... have... it... in... }{\plain \fs24 \i\cf2\f1 my \softline
cunt!\'94}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 Her last words came in a scream as she reached her first orgasm.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Now I was taking very long full strokes and could feel Jean rising quickly to another \softline
peak. \'93Now you see what it is that women have to put up with,\'94 she said with another \softline
scream as again an orgasm overtook her. \'93We\'92re just depositories... for a man\'92s... \softline
}{\plain \fs24 \i\cf2\f1 fluids!\'94}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 Her final scream was triggered by her third orgasm.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Looking up, I saw that the two girls were just grinning. Clearly, neither thought her \softline
mother was in great need of sympathy.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \ul0 \tab Sandy had done her work well. She had certainly taken the edge off my need to cum, \softline
so I was able to continue to fuck Jean, bringing her to orgasm faster and faster until it \softline
was essentially continuous.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab She had been screaming, \'93Fuck me!\'94 but then the words became unintelligible. Now \softline
she was making inchoate noises and gasping for breath. At that I eased up to allow her \softline
to breathe again, then brought her back to her orgasmic heaven. I don\'92t know how many \softline
cycles I took her through or how long she was in orgasm, but finally I couldn\'92t hold out \softline
any longer. Driving my cock into her to the deepest extent possible, I really unloaded. \softline
My pulsating cock was all that was needed to bring Jean to her ultimate orgasm: she \softline
passed out. Nevertheless, her cunt muscles continued to milk my cock for the last drops \softline
of semen. Finally, I collapsed on top of her, trying as I did to stay away from her \softline
damaged left tit.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93That was so neat, Daddy!\'94 Susan exclaimed. \'93And boy, did you ever make Mommy \softline
happy! She was in heaven without having to die to get there.\'94 Then with the cutest look \softline
on her face she added, \'93At least I don\'92t think you killed her...\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Finally Jean recovered consciousness.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93How was it?\'94 I asked.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93For your second time, it was pretty good,\'94 she managed to gasp out with a little \softline
grin. \'93In fact, darling, it was utterly great!\'94 Then she stretched looking like a tigress \softline
as she did. \'93But now it\'92s time to get rolling.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab With that she bounded from the bed and headed for the bath. The girls left in the \softline
direction of their own rooms and I followed Jean. After brushing my teeth, I was about \softline
to shower when Jean told me that that came later. She led the way out of the suite and \softline
down to the exercise room. Like our bedroom, it opened out on the pool deck.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab To say the room was fully equipped would be an understatement. I had thought that \softline
the equipment at the office was overdoing it bigtime, but I realized that the Callaways \softline
had every piece of equipment at home that we had at the office. The only difference was \softline
they didn\'92t have multiple pieces of the same unit while there were several sets of \softline
multiples at the office for the most popular ones.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Without another word Jean went to what was the first unit in her series, checked the \softline
weight settings and proceeded with her program. As she moved the unit I received \softline
confirmation of what I had already suspected: She was in incredibly good shape and very \softline
strong. I was astonished at the size of her muscles that became prominent as she \softline
worked. Then I had the bright idea of checking her weight settings... and almost died. \softline
I had guessed her weight at about 125 against my 210 or so, but she was moving more \softline
than twice the weight I used and I thought I was in good shape.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Resolving to do something about that, I increased the weight I normally used and \softline
started my own routine. As I got started, the two girls came in and they, too, began to \softline
work out.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \ul0 \tab It was funny, I guess. There we were, four of us, exercising strenuously, switching \softline
machines, all without saying a single word. Oh, well.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Finally I finished and was thinking about breakfast. Oh, no. Jean just led the way \softline
out to the pool and dove in. Then she began what I came to think of as her \'93swimming \softline
to Michigan\'94 routine. (Later I found that this was a term that Samantha first applied \softline
to Kate Callaway, but that was subsequently picked up and applied to all the women.)
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Jean just flowed smoothly through the water going back and forth in the 50-meter \softline
pool. I took another lane and started swimming, then heard two more splashes as the \softline
girls joined. Awhile later there were more. Samantha, Stephanie, and Mike were all now \softline
moving up and down, but there was still one lane open. Remarkable!
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{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab The next weeks were among the most contented of my life. The Chicago area was \softline
in the grip of a record-setting heat wave but for me it was an utter delight. First of all, \softline
it seemed we spent most of the daylight hours by the pool.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab I found I just loved to watch Jean no matter what she might be doing. Everything \softline
she did she did with an unconscious grace. Her body, I found, was indeed female \softline
perfection. She has long, utterly gorgeous slender legs, a very trim bottom, and luscious \softline
tits with their nipples always erect and tilted upward.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Thankfully, my needle-and-thread work on her nipple got the job done. After a \softline
week, she had come to me with a pair of needle-nosed sewing scissors and told me it was \softline
time to remove the stitches. Swallowing hard, I had cut each one and then pulled out \softline
the thread. Once again, she didn\'92t make a sound although it had to hurt like hell.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab When it was over, she again had trouble lifting her very firm tit up enough to get a \softline
good look at her nipple. Finally, she solved it by going into the bathroom and examining \softline
herself in the wall mirror and then using a magnifying makeup mirror.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93It\'92s perfect, Jim!\'94 she screamed as she ran out from the house. \'93And just look!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab I looked, but didn\'92t see anything. \'93Look at what?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93My nipples, turkey! Don\'92t you see? They\'92re both fully erect, and they match.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Then she called Susie over to show her. The little girl started crying with relief and \softline
Jean just hugged her tightly.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab I learned something else: Susie had not been lying when she said that her superb \softline
meal was only a weak imitation of what Jean could do. That woman\'92s cooking was \softline
utterly fantastic. The very heavy exercising was one way of keeping the weight off. For \softline
that matter I had been steadily increasing my weight loadings and after a few weeks got \softline
to double Jean\'92s.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab It must have been effective because one day she dropped to her knees beside the mat \softline
I was lying on and gently ran her fingers over my shoulders and upper arms. Now, for \softline
the first time in my life I had prominent muscles.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Yum!\'94 she murmured.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \ul0 \tab \'93What\'92s that mean?\'94 I asked. (I\'92ve been trying to tell you that I\'92m very slow about \softline
some things.)
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Just \'91yum\'92,\'94 was her only reply.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Then there were the games. Aside from the computer flight games at which Jean \softline
killed me with monotonous regularity, we played with the two girls. It was hilariously \softline
funny teaching Susan and Sandra Bridge. It proved to be a very rapid learning \softline
experience for both of them... at a quarter a point. (No, not a quarter of a cent, a \softline
quarter.) A rubber score of 2,000 points is not uncommon, and that cost each of them \softline
$500. They learned incredibly fast.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab We also played board games, with Monopoly being a favorite. One day the four of \softline
us were playing and Susie landed on the Luxury Tax square. At the time she was the \softline
runaway leader with houses and hotels all over the board. She announced that her tax \softline
was $370.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Susan?\'94 Jean asked instantly with an eyebrow raised.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Oh, darn! Mom, you\'92re too good.\'94 Then with a disgusted grimace she admitted, \softline
\'93$375.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab As fast as Susie is in mental arithmetic, it was clear that Jean was at least as fast.
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{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Then there were Sundays. Jean insisted that the four of us go to church every \softline
Sunday. The usual sequence in the pew was Susan, Jean, me and Sandy. While three \softline
of us participated, Sandy spent the entire time on her knees with an utterly anguished \softline
expression on her face. It wasn\'92t uncommon to see tears flowing down her lovely cheeks.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Clearly, Jean had been aware of what had been going on, so one Sunday, rather than \softline
returning home, she suggested seeing the priest about confession. The four of us went \softline
around to the rectory and were ushered in to the office where the priest who had just \softline
finished the Mass was waiting.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Father,\'94 Jean began, \'93this girl would like you to hear her confession. But before \softline
you hear hers, please hear mine. And I would like these people to hear it, too.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab While public confession is rare in the United States, it\'92s fairly common in Europe \softline
and therefore is an accepted Church practice. The priest reluctantly agreed.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Jean dropped to her knees in front of him and proceeded to unload. She literally \softline
took us back to when she was only 15 and brought us forward, blow by blow, to the very \softline
recent past. The girl spared herself nothing. If anything, she seemed to be going out of \softline
her way to paint her actions in the blackest possible manner. Furthermore, as she \softline
continued the narrative, tears were streaming down her cheeks. Since she was kneeling \softline
on a bare wood floor, her knees had to be killing her because it went on for about an \softline
hour and a half. Notwithstanding, she continued with her back up straight, her head up, \softline
and the tears streaming unchecked down her cheeks to the floor.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \ul0 \tab While this was going on, the girls had moved closer to me and I ended with my arms \softline
around them both. Tears were streaming from their cheeks, too, but these were tears \softline
of sorrow for what their beloved mother was doing to herself.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Finally it came to an end. Only then did I see that the priest\'92s eyes weren\'92t dry. I \softline
had to blink a few times to see it, because mine weren\'92t very dry, either.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab I was surprised by what came next. Instead of completing Jean\'92s confession, the \softline
priest asked, \'93Isn\'92t the purpose of this to hear this girl\'92s confession?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Yes, Father,\'94 Jean murmured.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Then I\'92ll hear her now,\'94 he said.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab I helped Jean to her feet and then to a chair \'97 the only time that\'92s ever happened \softline
\'97 because after an hour and a half, her muscles refused to work. She sat down \softline
gracefully and gratefully, giving me a loving thank-you.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Sandy dropped to her knees occupying the place where Jean had been for so long. \softline
After her introduction, she told how she had branded herself, begged to be whipped, and \softline
pleaded to be raped. As we listened to the girl, I could no longer control myself. I was \softline
weeping and Jean came into my arms, weeping too. After blinking a couple of times to \softline
try to clear my eyes, I looked at the priest and could see that tears were rolling down his \softline
cheeks in twin streams as he listened to this beautiful girl abase herself.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Finally it concluded as Sandy croaked, \'93For these and all the sins of my past life I \softline
am very sorry.\'94 Tears were pouring unchecked down her cheeks as she looked up at the \softline
priest.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab He helped Sandy to her feet and back to a chair. Again I was surprised when he \softline
turned to Susan and asked, \'93How about you, young lady? Would you like me to hear \softline
your confession, too?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Oh yes, Father!\'94 the girl exclaimed. \'93Will you please?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab With that she took Sandy\'92s place and began. She told how she had mutilated herself \softline
by branding, how she had taken many men in her mouth and eaten more cunts than she \softline
could count, all in hopes of trying to spare her sister some torture. Finally, she, too, \softline
finished and looked up at the priest with tears flowing down her cheeks but with hope \softline
in her eyes. It was this hope that had been totally missing from Sandy\'92s.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab It took awhile for the priest to be able to speak. While he was regaining control, he \softline
had helped Susan back to a chair and then again took his seat behind a large desk. \softline
Finally to the two girls he said, \'93You would like absolution for your sins, wouldn\'92t you?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Oh yes, Father,\'94 the two responded in unison. However, Susie\'92s was both a more \softline
certain response and a more hopeful one.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93I would like to give it, but I can\'92t,\'94 the priest said softly.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab The girls \'97 particularly Susie \'97 looked crestfallen and Susie looked genuinely \softline
shocked.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \ul0 \tab \'93But... But...\'94 she cried, \'93I thought that God would forgive a sinner if she was truly \softline
sorry for her sins...\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93That\'92s true,\'94 the priest replied, \'93but neither of you have committed any. Your \softline
souls are pure.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93What did I hear? I heard a girl describe how she tortured herself, pleaded with \softline
others to torture her still more, abased herself to an incredible degree, but for what? To \softline
try to spare her young sister from a rape that was inevitable. Then there\'92s the sister \softline
who permanently disfigures herself to try to save her older sister.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Girls, there }{\plain \fs24 \i\cf2\f1 is no sin!\'94}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Gently he continued, \'93I am not a priest here in the parish. I only come to say Mass \softline
on Sundays. I am a professor of moral theology at the diocesan seminary here in \softline
Chicago. I have my doctorate in the subject. What I heard were not sins. They were \softline
both incredible examples of personal sacrifice to help someone else. This was sacrifice \softline
of a type and at a level that is almost beyond belief, but I\'92m certain you could both show \softline
me the brands on your flanks to prove it.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93All I can say, Sandra and Susan, is that you are both blessed in the sight of \softline
Almighty God. }{\plain \fs24 \i\cf2\f1 There is no sin!\'94}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 he repeated emphatically.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93But I pleaded with people to rape me, to whip me...\'94 Sandy insisted.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Why?\'94 the priest asked quietly.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93To... To... To try to keep their attention away from Susie,\'94 the girl stammered.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93I rest my case,\'94 the priest concluded.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Then to Jean he said, \'93There\'92s something here I just don\'92t understand. Both of \softline
these girls are your image; in just a few years they\'92ll both be your twins... or triplets... \softline
or whatever. Why did you do what you just did?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Then he stunned us all. \'93This isn\'92t the first time you\'92ve confessed those sins, is it?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Jean just gasped and turned gray under her deep tan.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93I thought not,\'94 the priest continued. \'93I didn\'92t think there could possibly be two \softline
utterly beautiful blue-eyed blondes in the Chicago area who had done all the things you \softline
did.\'94 Then with a warm smile he continued, \'93Jean, your first confession has become \softline
famous in the diocese, and its fame is spreading. Your confession is held up as the model \softline
of true contrition and sorrow for one\'92s sins. But why did you go through it all again? \softline
I really can\'92t give you absolution, because those sins have already been absolved.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93I must say, though, that when I first heard the story, I was quite skeptical. I was \softline
convinced that the priest who heard it from you was... embellishing, shall we say? But \softline
now I know first-hand that, if anything, he downplayed the reality.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Now tell me. Why did you do it?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93So these girls could learn what a horrible person the woman they insist on calling \softline
\'91Mommy\'92 really is! I\'92m an utter disgrace to the human race!\'94 Jean screamed and then
collapsed in a paroxysm of tears. In spite of her struggles, I managed to take her into my \softline
arms and hold her tightly while she cried her eyes out.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Susie then told how Jean had insisted that she bite off her nipple so she could drink \softline
her blood instead of the mother\'92s milk she didn\'92t have to give. Sandy told how, with the \softline
exception of being branded, Jean had experienced every single thing that had happened \softline
to her, and more than once as he had just heard.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93She\'92s my mommy and I adore her,\'94 Sandy wailed. Susan repeated the same thing.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Jean,\'94 the priest said, \'93I think Sandra has said it all. You have personally \softline
experienced everything that\'92s ever happened to her, except for the branding. And unlike \softline
many, you are neither appalled nor repelled. You truly know what it\'92s like. Beyond \softline
that, though, it\'92s clear that both of these girls are extremely bright as are you. As I said \softline
before, physically they\'92re both going to be your duplicates.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93But beyond that, Jean, there is your incredible love. You truly love these girls }{\plain \fs24 \i\cf2\f1 as \softline
a mother loves her daughters.}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 Truly, you are their mother. And I think it\'92s just great.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Finally, with a very warm smile he asked, \'93Now is there anything else I can do for \softline
you? Because if not, it\'92s long past my time to eat, and I\'92m hungry.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93We haven\'92t eaten, either, Father,\'94 Jean replied, \'93and I\'92m sure to get a very well-deserved spanking for starving my family, too.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab The priest looked at me with his eyebrow raised in a question. I quickly nodded in \softline
the affirmative. \'93Well... James, I could not imagine a more shapely bottom for you to be \softline
spanking.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93You sure got that one right, Father!\'94 I replied with a grin.
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{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab The next episode involved Mike Mitchell and Stephanie Callaway. It turned out that \softline
for most of the prior year, Stephanie had devoted herself to fixing Mike up for dates with \softline
the very best girls in the school and anywhere else she could find them. Mike went along \softline
with it with all the enthusiasm one might have for having impacted wisdom teeth \softline
removed.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Finally, though, he had had enough. There was a big 4}{\plain \fs24 \super\cf2\f1 th}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 of July party set for another \softline
student\'92s home that also had a swimming pool. It was a semi-cooperative affair with the \softline
kids who wanted to attend putting up $20 per person for a band that had been hired, for \softline
food, and so forth. Mike had paid the money and told Steph that he was going to go with \softline
her. He said it with such emphasis, there really wasn\'92t any room for argument, but \softline
Stephanie tried anyway. To every objection she raised, he had an answer. The result \softline
was that they were going to go to the party, even though Stephanie was in tears when \softline
the argument ended.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab I was lying on a mat by the pool late one morning with Sandy beside me on one side \softline
and Susie on the other. About 25 yards away, Jean was talking to Stephanie. Both were \softline
on their backs on mats, but now they were propped up on their elbows. It was obvious
to me from the tears I could see glistening on Steph\'92s cheeks that Jean was reading her \softline
the riot act about something.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Damn!\'94 I muttered. \'93I wish I could hear what Jean is saying.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93It\'92s funny as hell,\'94 Sandy responded. \'93She\'92s telling her that she has absolutely \softline
everything a guy could possibly want in a girl. \'91You\'92re beautiful, Steph. The most \softline
gorgeous girl in the school.\'92
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93How can you know that?\'94 I asked in amazement.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Because I\'92m listening to them is how,\'94 Sandy replied reasonably. \'93Oh, dear!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93What was that about?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Steph just said that I\'92m more beautiful than she is and experienced besides. I \softline
would give Mike the fucking of his life.\'94 Then in spite of the tears that had begun to roll \softline
down her cheeks at the words, she brightened and continued, \'93But Mommy said, \'91She \softline
is like hell prettier than you are. Sandy will be one of the world\'92s outstanding beauties, \softline
Steph, but she\'92s only 13. She\'92s just started to take on a woman\'92s form...\'92
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Dad, is there any hope for me?\'94 Sandy asked, turning toward me while cupping her \softline
forming tits. She pulled on her nipples making her already-erect pink nubbins still \softline
longer. She still had a ways to go, but she would eventually be as perfect as Jean. (The \softline
significance of those words didn\'92t register in my brain at the time.)
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93You\'92re going to be perfect, Sandy. But Steph is ahead of you. I guess she\'92s about \softline
75 percent of the way there; you\'92re maybe one-third. How\'92s that?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Better than nothing, I guess... Uh, oh!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93What was that about?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Mom\'92s beaten her into submission about going to the pool party, and now the \softline
subject has turned to bathing suits.\'94 Sandy giggled \'97 an utterly beautiful and happy \softline
sound \'97 and continued, \'93If Steph had her way, she\'92d wear one of those bathing \softline
costumes from the 1890's, but Mom is insisting on a bikini. \'91But they\'92ll see my brands!\'92 \softline
Steph protested. \'91That\'92s too damned bad. They\'92re there and they\'92re real. Stephanie \softline
Callaway, you have an utterly perfect figure, perfect skin and a glorious tan. You\'92re \softline
going to flaunt it. And that\'92s final!\'92
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Boy, I guess Mom really told her!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93How do you know all this?\'94 I asked. I had heard about Sheila\'92s acute hearing, but \softline
everyone put it down to her period of blindness.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93I\'92m listening to them is how,\'94 Sandy replied.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93But how?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab She turned toward me and said, \'93Because we\'92re not really human, I guess.\'94 At that \softline
she got off her mat and lay down on top of me. \'93Do you mind, Dad?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Are you kidding?\'94 I replied squeezing her buns and provoking a marvelous \softline
contented sound.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \ul0 \tab \'93We \'97 Sheila, Steph, Susie and me \'97 have talked about it. There are just too many \softline
holes. We\'92ve come to the conclusion we\'92re from someplace else.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93First, there\'92s the fact that none of us \'97 not even Sheila \'97 have any memory of \softline
what came before our slavery. For Sheila that lasted for a couple of years, yet that only \softline
takes her back to age 13 or so. What happened before that? She doesn\'92t know and none \softline
of the rest of us know, either.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Then there are some of our peculiar abilities. It\'92s funny really. It\'92s as if I have an \softline
automatic tape recorder running in my head. When I hear a conversation or something, \softline
it\'92s automatically recorded. And I mean it\'92s automatic. I never even think about it. Not \softline
only is it recorded, it\'92s indexed in some way. I can go back to any event and play it back \softline
verbatim.\'94 Then she looked at me and added, \'93But again, there\'92s nothing from before \softline
our slavery.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Actually, that recording ability was really handy for Sheila. When she started \softline
singing, it never occurred to anyone to wonder how she knew all the songs. It was pretty \softline
simple. While Sam was at cheerleading practice, Sheila would go to the library to study. \softline
There they have a whole bunch of folk music recordings. Sheila would do her studying \softline
while she wore earphones listening to the folk songs. It seems as if the recording \softline
function bypasses the brain somehow; most of the time she had no memory of ever \softline
hearing }{\plain \fs24 \i\cf2\f1 of}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 the song, let alone hearing it, least of all knowing it, but if it was one she had \softline
recorded, it came up instantly when someone mentioned the name.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Our hearing facility is different, though. That\'92s a conscious function.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93How far can you hear?\'94 I asked.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93I don\'92t really know, Dad. It\'92s greater than 100 yards, though. It seems that if I can \softline
see it, I can hear it.\'94 Sandy grinned and continued, \'93It\'92s really sort of neat. I\'92ll look at \softline
someone speaking and the antenna or whatever locks on. I can turn around, the person \softline
can move almost anywhere, but I\'92m still hearing what\'92s being said.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab This was an incredible conversation. \'93Why do you think you\'92re from someplace else, \softline
though?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93The abilities we have, coupled with another thing: Sheila\'92s experience.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93What about Sheila\'92s experience?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93She\'92s not too sure, either, but she was enslaved for almost two years and almost \softline
starved to death, too. The rest of us were only in captivity for a few months, and that \softline
didn\'92t start until Kate Callaway freed Sheila. That seems to have been the trigger for \softline
the rest of us to follow along.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Utterly weird, I thought, yet it all seemed to fit together.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93What the heck,\'94 Sandy continued, \'93we may not be human but we\'92re close enough \softline
for all practical purposes. We can breed with humans, for example.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93How do you know that?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Because Sheila\'92s about to give birth to Jim\'92s child is how I know.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \ul0 \tab }{\plain \fs24 \i\cf2\f1 \'93What?\'94}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 I exclaimed. \'93I never heard a word about her being pregnant.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93And you still haven\'92t. Okay, Dad? The only ones who know are my sisters and me. \softline
Please don\'92t tell anyone else,\'94 she pleaded.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93But if she\'92s about to give birth, Jim must know,\'94 I insisted.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Why must he know?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab I made a motion on my abdomen indicating a swelling belly. All that did was to \softline
provoke another lovely giggle from Sandy and from Susie, too, this time. Clearly, she \softline
had been listening to our conversation.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93That\'92s another reason we don\'92t think we\'92re human,\'94 Sandy continued. \'93Humans \softline
swell and gain weight. We don\'92t swell and don\'92t gain weight. In fact, if the infant \softline
weighs nine pounds, we\'92ll have lost about 11 pounds after delivering the baby along with \softline
the packing material and stuff.\'94 Then she pouted and added, \'93But we can\'92t even look \softline
forward to having big boobs, either. Our nipples get a little fuller is all, and the baby has \softline
all the milk it can drink.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93How do you know this?\'94 I insisted. \'93After all, Sheila hasn\'92t delivered yet.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93That\'92s true, but we just know. I do know that when Dad fucked her brains out last \softline
Christmas, she was already in her second month. That\'92s why she was so happy. Birth \softline
control is fine, but it\'92s a long way from perfect. This way she\'92s certain that her baby is \softline
Jim\'92s, not Jack\'92s. And she still hasn\'92t gained an ounce.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93But why hasn\'92t she told Jim? He\'92s going to be the father, after all.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Two reasons: First, he might stop spanking her. I guess we\'92re all a little masoch-
istic or something. Anyway, Sheila often will do something that provokes a spanking. \softline
Jim will really wale her bottom, then she\'92ll insist that he fuck her in the ass. She says \softline
that the combination of his cock stretching her ass and his body slamming into her \softline
tortured buns really sets her off like a rocket! She says that she\'92s usually out like a light \softline
at least until the next morning.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Second, what she really wants to do is to give birth by herself and then greet Jim \softline
that evening cooking in the kitchen with the infant nursing at her breast. He\'92ll utterly \softline
freak! It will be just so great!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab }{\plain \fs24 \i\cf2\f1 \'93By herself?\'94}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 I asked incredulously.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Sure,\'94 Sandy replied insouciantly. \'93Why wouldn\'92t she?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Then she grinned and explained, \'93I guess we\'92ve sort of streamlined the birth process. \softline
First of all, it\'92s less painful \'97 and less time consuming \'97 than a normal bowel \softline
movement. I\'92ve already told you about the weight gain \'97 or lack of one. Anyway, the \softline
delivery works the same way.\'94 Then she paused and looked a bit puzzled but continued, \softline
\'93It\'92s funny. These are just things we know. I don\'92t know how we know, but we just do.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Smiling happily now she continued, \'93The neat thing about that one is that it\'92s one \softline
of our transferrable skills or abilities or whatever.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \ul0 \tab \'93What\'92s that mean?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93It means that Sheila has given that ability to Mom and Samantha. They\'92ll be \softline
pregnant and deliver the same way we do. And we\'92ve given it to... someone else.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Who?\'94 I asked.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Dad, ours is a very strange relationship. You see, I\'92m telling you things you\'92ve \softline
never heard before because you asked. I must tell you anything you want to know. I \softline
can\'92t lie and I can\'92t hold back.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93But you just did. Hold back, I mean. You just said \'91someone else\'92 without a name.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Dad, that\'92s the only exception.\'94 Then she looked at me strangely and added, \'93You \softline
know, grownups are awfully dumb sometimes.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab That comment provoked a derisive laugh from Susie who added, \'93They sure are, \softline
aren\'92t they?\'94 The little girl appeared to be sleeping on her back with her head resting \softline
on the mat and her arms outstretched. Her legs were spread wide apart; she was almost \softline
doing a full split while lying on the mat.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Why are your legs like that, Susie?\'94 I asked.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93So my inner thighs and pussy will tan, too,\'94 she replied with her eyes still closed.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93But why?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93So I\'92ll be as pretty as it\'92s possible for me to be for you and Mom,\'94 she replied softly. \softline
\'93I know my body isn\'92t very much so I try to make myself as pretty as I can.\'94 She lifted \softline
her head up to look at me and added, \'93Is that wrong, Daddy?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Sweetie, you\'92re utterly gorgeous. But beyond that you\'92re the most loving and \softline
lovable girl your mother and I could even imagine.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Uh, oh! Now she\'92s done it!\'94 Sandy interrupted.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Although she had been focusing on Susie and me, apparently her hearing was still \softline
tuned to Jean and Stephanie.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93What\'92s going on?\'94 I asked.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Steph just announced that she\'92s not wearing a bikini and that\'92s final.\'94 The girl \softline
grimaced and said, \'93She\'92s going to have a very tender ass in a minute or two!\'94 Then she \softline
shrugged and added, \'93I guess it\'92s a good thing that bruises clear up on our bodies \softline
quickly. Otherwise she would be showing the livid marks on her ass from Mom\'92s beating \softline
at the party.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab }{\plain \fs24 \i\cf2\f1 \'93Beating?\'94}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 I exclaimed. \'93What beating?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Oh, Dad...!\'94 Sandy replied in an exasperated tone as if she were addressing a thick-headed four-year-old. \'93Just watch.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab So I did. Jean had lifted Stephanie off her mat, put her over her legs and was waling \softline
the tar out of her. Even at our distance, though, I could see that Steph was trying to \softline
soften her buns as much as she could.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \ul0 \tab \'93\'91What are you wearing to the party?\'92 Mom is demanding,\'94 Sandy reported. \'93\'91Not \softline
a bikini!\'92 Steph is screaming. \'91You\'92re going to wear what I say, do what I say, and there \softline
will be no argument, young lady! Do you understand?\'92 Oh, dear! Dad, she\'92s really mad \softline
now. And she\'92s beating the shit out of poor Stephanie. Dear sister won\'92t be able to sit \softline
comfortably for a week!
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Oh, dear! Now Mom\'92s spun Steph around on her lap so she can beat on her other \softline
bun just as hard. Steph is really screaming now! I\'92ll bet you can hear her from here, \softline
can\'92t you?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab In fact I could.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93That\'92s about it,\'94 Sandy reported. \'93I guess Mom... persuaded her... that resistance \softline
on this one is futile... and very painful. \'91I give up!\'92 Steph just screamed. Mom\'92s still \softline
beating her but asked, \'91What\'92s that mean?\'92\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Sandy gave me a quick grin and said, \'93Dad, do me a favor?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93What\'92s that, honey?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93When Mom gets that determined look in her eye, would you please kick me in the \softline
ass or something and tell me to shut up! It\'92s going to be her way, anyway, but I\'92ll avoid \softline
being beaten bloody in the meantime.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab I grinned at her, winked and nodded my head.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93\'91I\'92ll do whatever you want, whenever you want, with no if\'92s and\'92s or but\'92s,\'92 Steph \softline
screamed. \'91Are you sure?\'92 Mom demanded. \'91I swear it! Only please stop! I can\'92t take \softline
it any more!\'92 That poor kid is really hurting badly now. Mom has really been slamming \softline
her and }{\plain \fs24 \i\cf2\f1 she\'92s strong!\'94}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93\'91Oh my God! What have I done to you?\'92 Mom just screamed. I guess she finally \softline
realized that she\'92s really been hitting her hard.\'94 Then Sandy grinned and said, \'93But I \softline
think Steph will feel better soon... Or at least be feeling something else to take her mind \softline
off her pain.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Jean was kneeling on the mat between Stephanie\'92s legs and had raised her legs over \softline
her shoulders bringing her pussy within easy reach of her mouth.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93\'91Stephanie Callaway, you\'92re a masochist too!\'92 Mom whispered. \'91Your cunt is \softline
sopping!\'92\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab I watched as Jean really worked on the girl\'92s cunt. Soon it wasn\'92t necessary to have \softline
Sandy\'92s blow-by-blow; we could all hear Steph\'92s screams of ecstasy as Jean brought her \softline
to orgasm after orgasm. Then I think she bit down hard on Steph\'92s clit and I }{\plain \fs24 \i\cf2\f1 know}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 she \softline
spanked a bruised bun hard at the same instant. Steph went off like a rocket! The poor \softline
girl looked like she was coming apart as it appeared that every muscle in her body was \softline
in spasm. Then the girl just went limp.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Jean continued kneeling there for a few more moments, then picked the unconscious \softline
girl up in her arms as if she were weightless and carried her over toward us.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Come on, girls. I need some help with your sister.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \ul0 \tab With Sandy and Susie trailing behind and me following, we trooped into the house \softline
to the bathroom. There Jean lowered the girl into our baby swimming pool referred to \softline
by some as our bathtub. Jean sat on an inside ledge with Steph\'92s head on her shoulder. \softline
While the girls used musk oil to massage the girl\'92s body, Jean just kissed and fondled her \softline
all over.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Slowly, Steph regained consciousness and began returning Jean\'92s kisses with her \softline
own. Then she pulled away slightly just enough to bring Jean\'92s eyes into focus and \softline
asked, \'93Aunt Jean, do I really have to wear a bikini?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Jean just raised an eyebrow and looked meaningfully at the palm of her hand. That \softline
was a revelation, too; her palm was scarlet. She must have really bruised it. It had to \softline
be hurting like hell, too, but Jean had never let on.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Steph saw it and her eyes widened. \'93Oh, God! Did I do that to you with my hard \softline
ass? Aunt Jean, I\'92m so sorry!\'94 With that the girl took Jean\'92s hand in hers, brought it \softline
to her mouth and proceeded to kiss and lick it.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93I really tried to keep my buns soft for you,\'94 the girl insisted. \'93Honest I did.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93I know you did, sweetie. And I\'92m so sorry for hurting you so!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Then both started to weep while kissing each other everywhere. I\'92ll never \softline
understand women! Here one is crying because she spanked the other so hard, while \softline
Steph is crying because Jean hurt her hand doing it.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Following that episode, Jean took Stephanie, put her on the massage table and \softline
proceeded very tenderly to put pain-reducing ointment over her now-scarlet buns, then \softline
put her to bed. The girl fell asleep instantly.
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{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Over the next few days, things really moved fast. First, Jean hauled Stephanie off \softline
to shop for a dress and a bathing suit. The dress didn\'92t concern me, but I was involved \softline
with the bathing suit. They came back with two. Or really, one and a half. The one was \softline
a luscious white bikini. The \'93half\'94 was a monokini that was really a fabric-covered U-shaped spring. A wider part covered her slit \'97 mostly \'97 while the thinner end followed \softline
the crack of her ass. That one didn\'92t last very long. When she put on the bikini and \softline
came into the living room to show it to us, she was tugging on the loin piece to get it \softline
higher.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93What are you doing?\'94 Jean asked.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Trying to get it up, Aunt Jean,\'94 the girl replied. \'93I don\'92t really want to have to trim \softline
my pubic hair any more than it is and it keeps spilling over the top!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Jean went over to where she was standing, moved the tiny thing down and then \softline
carefully flicked some of Steph\'92s cunt hair so it flowed over the top. \'93It\'92s perfect, \softline
sweetie!\'94 she exclaimed. \'93How many of your friends have sun-streaked pubic hair? It\'92s \softline
perfect!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93But...\'94 the girl sputtered.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \ul0 \tab \'93Look at it this way: You\'92re wearing far more than you usually do when you\'92re \softline
swimming, right?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Yes, but...\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93So what\'92s the problem?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Then there\'92s my dress...\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93What about your dress?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93We didn\'92t buy a bra, and I\'92ve been looking at it... I can\'92t figure out what possible \softline
sort of bra I could wear.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93That\'92s simple enough,\'94 Jean replied blithely. \'93You just don\'92t wear one.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93But my nipples will show!\'94 the girl wailed.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93I guess they will, won\'92t they?\'94 Jean conceded. \'93It is sort of thin on top.\'94 Then with \softline
a lovely warm smile she added, \'93Just don\'92t forget to keep them nice and taut. It\'92ll drive \softline
the guys wild!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab And that ended that.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab The next thrilling episode in this saga took place at Andy Shepherd\'92s. (That\'92s \softline
Andr\'e9\'92s to everyone else in Chicagoland, the most elite beauty salon in the area.) \softline
Although normally Andy \'97 Andr\'e9 being his professional name \'97 only supervised his \softline
staff of highly skilled stylists, the Callaway women were his personal clients.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab I guess it must have been funny as hell. Jean took all the girls over that time: \softline
Samantha, Stephanie, Sandy, and Susan. She explained to Andy about the very peculiar \softline
facility the girls had with their hair, a facility they had transferred to both Sam and \softline
herself. However, I learned later from Susie that when Jean had mentioned herself, she \softline
had looked a bit odd, although Susie couldn\'92t quite figure out why.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab This seemed to solve a great problem for Andy, though. All the women, from Kate \softline
down, had utterly gorgeous hair. But they also had a solid requirement that no hairdo \softline
could require any nighttime maintenance; if it didn\'92t hold together in bed, it was worth-
less. Learning that regardless of the hairdo, a quick shake would restore it made Andy \softline
wild with excitement at the prospect.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab He used poor Stephanie as his test vehicle, creating ever more elaborate hairdos, \softline
then scrambling them with his hands, only to have Steph restore them to perfection with \softline
a single shake of her head.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab To Andy it was the most fantastic thing he had ever seen. Moreover, the hairdo held \softline
in place without spray, setting gel or anything else he previously might have used to \softline
essentially glue hairs in place.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Anyway, by the end of the afternoon, all of the women\'92s hair had been restyled. \softline
When I first set eyes on Jean, she was looking at me with her eyes wide and tears \softline
starting to form at the corners of her eyes.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \ul0 \tab \'93My God! Honey, what have you done?\'94 With that her tears really started to flow, \softline
but stopped suddenly when I continued, \'93You\'92re magnificent! My God, your hair is \softline
utterly gorgeous.\'94 A beaming smile replaced her fear in an instant. All of the women \softline
were utterly gorgeous.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab This brings me to the big evening, or more accurately, big afternoon. Because the \softline
party was a pool party, barbecue and dance, it was scheduled to begin at 3:00 in the \softline
afternoon.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Starting right after lunch, Jean and the girls had taken their sister off. There was \softline
a bath, a musk-oil massage and I don\'92t know what all. All I do know is that Mike \softline
Mitchell was due to pick her up at 2:30; his mother desperately wanted to see Steph \softline
before they went to the party. Anyway, a little after two o\'92clock, Stephanie appeared by \softline
herself.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93How do I look, Uncle Jim?\'94 she asked tremulously.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab I had been watching a golf match (I think) and was looking in the opposite direction. \softline
Responding to her question, I turned around and then did a double-take. Rising as if in \softline
a daze \'97 which is an accurate description of my condition \'97 I moved toward her, then \softline
just stopped and looked.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Stephanie Callaway, it\'92s absolutely impossible for a woman to look any better than \softline
you do right now! Impossible!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Then I moved closer and studied her face. Her emerald-green eyes were bright, but \softline
they seemed to be set off somehow. I have very sharp eyes, but even after moving very \softline
close there was no sign of any makeup, yet I had never seen the girl look so good.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93What have you done, Steph?\'94 I asked, utterly bewildered. \'93You have to be made \softline
up, but there\'92s no trace of anything. Sweetie, you\'92re stunning!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93It\'92s Aunt Jean,\'94 Steph replied with a lovely and loving grin. \'93Andy Shepherd says \softline
she\'92s the finest makeup artist alive. And it\'92s all waterproof, too. He says he\'92s never seen \softline
anyone in her class where it comes to highlighting features without leaving a trace of \softline
having done anything at all. But do you really like it?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Instead of answering, I took the girl in my arms. When I did, she raised her head \softline
and melted her lips to mine in one of the most loving kisses I\'92ve ever had. Then I \softline
reached down and pinched her lovely bottom.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Ouch!\'94 she squealed. Then she grinned and added, \'93The bruises don\'92t show any-
more but I\'92m still pretty tender down there.\'94 Another grin and she added, \'93Good grief, \softline
Aunt Jean really hits hard. She may be even stronger than Mommy, and she was really \softline
mad. I couldn\'92t sit comfortably for a week, and I still feel it when I sit down.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab When we parted, I saw Jean and the girls standing in the doorway, watching. Jean \softline
was so happy she just might have floated away.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab When the kids left she told me, \'93Jim, that was the nicest thing you could have done \softline
for that girl. She was so worried, but you said all the right things.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \ul0 \tab Then she gave me a kiss that melted me to the floor, along with the promise of much \softline
better things to come later.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab When Mike arrived he looked at Steph and was dumbstruck. Finally he was able to \softline
say, \'93Steph, I knew you were beautiful, but my God! I\'92m escorting the most beautiful \softline
girl in the world!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Oh, Mike!\'94 she exclaimed. \'93I\'92m so happy you like the way I look.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Then she melted her lips to his. This time we could all hear the bells ringing and feel \softline
the electricity between them. The flow of pure passion was palpable... and lovely. Then \softline
Mike pinched her bun, but instead of squealing like she had with me, she just crushed \softline
her body closer to his and moved sinuously against him.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Later, when I asked Jean about the difference in reaction to the pinches, all I got was \softline
a disgusted look and an even more disgusted, \'93Men!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab I didn\'92t find her response very informative.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Mike had only obtained his driver\'92s license a short time before, but for the occasion \softline
the Mitchell\'92s had allowed him to use their Mercedes convertible. It was all I could do \softline
to keep from laughing out loud as Mike treated Stephanie like the finest china, holding \softline
the door, helping her in... It was wonderful.
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{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab What follows was gleaned from Mike, Stephanie and others after the event. But for \softline
ease of narration, rather than have strings of quotes within quotes, I\'92m going to take the \softline
r\'f4le of narrator for a while. Just so you know what\'92s going on...
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{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab As he had promised, Mike first drove back to his house so his mother could see \softline
Stephanie. When they entered the house, Karen Mitchell, Mike\'92s mother, screamed, \'93I \softline
don\'92t believe it! No woman can possibly be as beautiful as you are today, Stephanie \softline
Callaway! You are utterly gorgeous.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab She took the girl in her arms and melted her lips to hers. Again there was an \softline
exchange of the purest love that left Karen weak-kneed. When they finally separated, \softline
Karen screamed for her husband, Doug. When he came into the room, his reaction was \softline
the same as mine.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Then Karen said, \'93Effective immediately, Stephanie Callaway, I }{\plain \fs24 \i\cf2\f1 am not}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \'91Mrs. \softline
Mitchell\'92! Clear? You can call me Karen, Doug\'92s hot cunt... I don\'92t care, }{\plain \fs24 \i\cf2\f1 but not}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 , \'91Mrs. \softline
Mitchell\'92!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Could I call you Mother?\'94 Stephanie asked softly.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Oh my God!\'94 Karen screamed. }{\plain \fs24 \i\cf2\f1 \'93Can you?}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 Young lady, I would be the proudest \softline
woman on the planet if you called me Mother. I can\'92t believe I could possibly be so \softline
lucky!\'94 With that she took Steph by the hand, sat in a wing chair and sat Stephanie on \softline
her lap.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \ul0 \tab What followed must have been funny. There\'92s Karen crying her eyes out because \softline
she\'92s so happy, trying to hug Stephanie as tightly as she could, but at the same time \softline
desperately trying to keep her tears from falling on Steph\'92s dress.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93My darling daughter!\'94 she exclaimed. \'93Thank you, dear God, for giving me this \softline
angel as my daughter. What have I done to achieve this incredible fortune?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93You really like the way I look, Mother?\'94 Steph asked softly.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Like? }{\plain \fs24 \i\cf2\f1 Like?\'94}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 Karen almost screamed. \'93Stephanie Callaway Mitchell, to say you \softline
look beautiful is like saying the Mona Lisa is a picture. Both statements are true, but \softline
so understated as to be lies. Young lady, it\'92s impossible for a woman to look more \softline
beautiful than you look right now. Understand?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Remarkably, it actually seemed to be penetrating to Steph that she really was \softline
beautiful.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab It was repeated with Doug Mitchell who was left reeling by the power of Stephanie\'92s \softline
kiss. As they prepared to leave, Karen announced that she was going to talk to Kate \softline
Callaway as soon as she returned about adopting Stephanie as her own daughter. \softline
\'93That\'92s in case my son is so damned dumb he manages to lose you. He might, but I \softline
certainly won\'92t.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Then her parting comment, \'93Have a wonderful time, kids. And Stephanie... Knock \softline
\'92em dead!\'94
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{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Mike was standing by the swimming pool with his friend, Sean Farrell. Sean was not \softline
only Mike\'92s friend, he was his football-field protector. As a right-handed quarterback, \softline
Mike was potentially vulnerable to being blind-sided from the left. Sean, the left tackle, \softline
was charged with his protection. And, like Mike, only 16, Sean was already six feet four, \softline
235 pounds and still growing. It\'92s fair to say Sean was well suited to his mission.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab The pair were eyeing Diane Collins and Candy Price. The party was at the Collins\'92 \softline
and it was Diane\'92s pool. However, in size it was less than a quarter of the Callaway\'92s, \softline
being 25 yards by five lanes compared to the Callaway\'92s 50 meters by 8 full-width lanes. \softline
In appearance the two girls were quite similar. Diane was five feet five with brown hair \softline
and brown eyes; Candy was about an inch shorter but with the same coloration. Both \softline
girls were wearing Speedo one-piece racing suits, and from the pale skin that showed \softline
whenever a strap shifted, it was apparent that the suits were the girls\'92 normal swimming \softline
attire.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Then Stephanie appeared in her white bikini.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93My Lord, she\'92s gorgeous!\'94 Sean whispered reverently.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab There was one oddity in the relationship between Mike and Sean. For several \softline
months, Sean had been coming up to Mike and Stephanie and asking, \'93Is he treating you \softline
right?\'94 When she smiled and assured him that Mike was, he wandered off again. But \softline
he kept asking the question for no good reason that Mike could figure.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \ul0 \tab Then Mike heard Sean say with his voice cracking, \'93What a terrible thing to do to \softline
such a perfect girl!\'94 Looking up, Mike was amazed to see tears flowing down the young \softline
giant\'92s cheeks. It was obvious he was referring to the still-livid SLUT branded on \softline
Stephanie\'92s flank.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Looking up, he saw Diane and Candy looking at Steph with jealousy that was \softline
palpable even from the distance. Clearly, they hated Steph\'92s guts, Diane most of all. \softline
Mike knew why, of course, and could scarcely keep from laughing. Diane was one of the \softline
very long string of girls \'97 essentially every female with two legs in the school and \softline
adjacent territories \'97 with whom Steph had fixed him up. Moreover, he knew that \softline
Diane had a mad crush on him. But for his part, even putting Steph out of the picture \softline
which was an impossible thing to do, he really couldn\'92t stand the girl.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab In Mike\'92s opinion, Diane Collins was the classic rich bitch. She was a snob. She \softline
lorded it over everyone, and particularly looked down on the \'93little people.\'94 What Mike \softline
found so funny was that Stephanie\'92s family wealth was greater than the Collins\'92 by at \softline
least two orders of magnitude, but beyond that \'97 although Mike didn\'92t know for sure \softline
\'97 he was almost certain that Stephanie\'92s personal wealth exceeded that of the Collins\'92.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Steph ignored the looks of jealousy \'97 and, Mike thought, possibly hatred on Diane\'92s \softline
part \'97 and dove into the pool. Easily, she stroked up and then back. He noticed that \softline
Diane was watching her closely.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab When Steph finished her lap, she was standing in the shallow water and checked to \softline
ensure that her bra was still in place. Diane came over and said, \'93How about a race?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Seeing the look in Diane\'92s eyes, Steph replied, \'93Sure. But it looks like you want to \softline
make a bet. Do you?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93I sure do!\'94 the girl responded, scarcely able to control her glee. \'93If I win, I get to \softline
go out with Mike for the next 30 days and you don\'92t get to see him at all. How\'92s that?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93What distance?\'94 Steph asked without responding to the wager.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93A hundred yards,\'94 Diane quickly replied. \'93That\'92s four lengths of the pool.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93But what do I get if I win?\'94 Stephanie asked.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Clearly, even the possibility of losing had never crossed Diane\'92s mind so the question \softline
took her aback. After thinking for a few moments she said, \'93I\'92ll be your personal slave \softline
for 30 days. How\'92s that?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab After looking thoughtful for a few moments \'97 which Mike knew was as phony as a \softline
three-dollar bill \'97 she said, \'93Okay. It\'92s a bet.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab By this time many of the other partygoers had changed and were out on the pool \softline
deck. The word of the bet spread like wildfire.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab One boy said loudly enough for many to hear, \'93What\'92s Stephanie thinking about? \softline
Diane will kill her!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Jason,\'94 Mike said to the boy, \'93you\'92re the inveterate gambler at school, I hear. \softline
Want to make a bet on Diane? If the odds are right, I\'92ll take it.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \ul0 \tab \'93Ten to one?\'94 Jason asked. He was prepared to go much higher, but as far as he was \softline
concerned offering only 10-1 made it a true sucker bet, a license for him to print money.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Okay,\'94 Mike said, \'93for $10.\'94 The two boys shook on it. Moments later, Mike had \softline
made nine other similar bets with others.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93What in hell }{\plain \fs24 \i\cf2\f1 are you doing?\'94}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 Sean asked him in shock. \'93You don\'92t have that kind \softline
of money to lose, Mike. You\'92ve bet $100!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93But they\'92re going to lose $1,000,\'94 Mike replied with a grin.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93How can they?\'94 Sean asked. \'93Diane\'92s ranked in the top 10 among juniors in the \softline
state and she\'92s captain of the swim team!\'94 He paused and added, \'93And she has her own \softline
pool to practice in, too.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Just watch,\'94 Mike replied without further comment.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Because Mike was the object of the wager, Diane asked him to call the start. Diane \softline
was in lane 2 with Stephanie in lane 4. As the starter, Mike was standing between them. \softline
Because Diane was a competitive swimmer, the pool was equipped with regulation-size \softline
starting boxes that the girls were using.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Take your marks!
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Get set...
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Go!\'94 Mike yelled. Diane was off like a shot while Stephanie just stood there \softline
watching her go. \'93Stephanie Callaway, you\'92re a witch!\'94 he whispered.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Steph turned, winked and then went off the box like a shot. Her dive seemed to \softline
carry her nearly half way down the pool. At the first turn, Diane was more than a body \softline
length ahead, but Stephanie made a perfect racing turn and got a powerful drive off the \softline
wall to take the lead.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab With a very powerful kick and a perfect stroke, she seemed to extend her lead on \softline
Collins with every stroke. As she drove for the finish she was ahead by almost the length \softline
of the pool. Reaching the wall, she was about to pull herself out when Mike motioned \softline
across his chest.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Steph just winked and he pointed toward the wall where Steph\'92s bikini top was \softline
floating close to the gutter. Stroking over, she picked it up and carefully fitted it to her \softline
beautiful breasts. She was pulling herself out of the pool when Diane finished.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab The girl had to rest on her arms at the wall before she could gather enough strength \softline
to get out. When she did, she just stood there as an expression of stunned amazement \softline
spreading over her face. It was only then that the significance of her loss sank in. She \softline
was Stephanie\'92s slave for the next 30 days.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Steph was just watching, scarcely able to control her own amusement.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93You won,\'94 Diane said in a voice that cracked and was barely above a whisper.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Guess so,\'94 Steph agreed.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93And I\'92m your slave for the next 30 days?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \ul0 \tab \'93That was the bet,\'94 Stephanie agreed.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93How about a rematch?\'94 Diane asked, hoping against hope to avoid slavery.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93At what distance?\'94 Steph replied in a flat tone of voice.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93How about a distance race? How about 1,000 yards?\'94 the girl replied.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Although she was a sprinter and 100 yards was her best distance, Diane felt that she \softline
spent enough time in the pool that she could easily take this girl at a longer distance.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93What\'92s the bet?\'94 Steph asked without acknowledging Diane\'92s response.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Double or nothing,\'94 Diane instantly replied. \'93If you win, I\'92m your slave for 60 \softline
days. If I win, we\'92re even.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Done!\'94 Steph replied, extending her hand. Diane took it and the girls shook on the \softline
bet.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Meanwhile, the others were in a state of utter shock. The captain of the swim team \softline
had not only lost, she had been slaughtered. While Diane was trying to cover her loss, \softline
so were the people \'97 including two girls, one of whom was Diane\'92s best friend, Candy \softline
Price.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab When to a person, they, too, wanted to go double or nothing, Mike just shook his \softline
head and said, \'93First you have to pay off on the first round. Then I might \'97 or might \softline
not \'97 talk about another bet.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab The guys went back to the house and returned with the money they had lost. The \softline
two girls claimed not to have the money with them. Jason, the gambler, went 10 to 1 on \softline
$100 this time. The rest of the guys just wanted their hundred back, so they went 5 to \softline
1 on another $100, just trying to get even. The other girl called it quits, but Candy \softline
joined Jason, going 10 to 1 on $100. Mike took all the bets with a grin.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab As the two girls moved toward the starting boxes, Mike followed while Sean Farrell \softline
came along behind. Sean was in an state of utter shock. First, although he had thought \softline
Stephanie was the most beautiful girl in the world, her incredible beauty that day had \softline
taken him aback. But then there was her decisive victory in the race. To the young \softline
man, it didn\'92t compute. While Diane Collins was shorter, she was also quite chunky with \softline
well-developed shoulders and upper arms. Stephanie Callaway, on the other hand, \softline
showed no muscles at all, just utterly flawless skin except for those horrible brands on \softline
her flanks.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Moreover, the boy thought, there\'92s no way she can take Diane at a distance in her \softline
own pool. He had noted that Candy Price, Diane\'92s best friend, put her money where her \softline
mouth was, and as a member of the swim team knew first-hand how good Diane really \softline
was.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Again, Mike was the starter. With the girls on the starting boxes, Stephanie called \softline
out, \'93Does anyone have a stopwatch?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab One of the boys had a stopwatch function of the waterproof watch he was wearing.
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{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \ul0 \tab To Diane, Stephanie asked, \'93What\'92s your best time for 100 yards?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Fifty-three seconds,\'94 Diane replied.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Okay, then,\'94 Stephanie answered, \'93to show you what a sport I am, I\'92ll make it easy \softline
for you. I\'92ll give you a 53-second head start. Fair?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Diane was stunned. She was being offered what amounted to a 100-yard head start \softline
in a 1,000 yard race. \'93Hell, yes, it\'92s fair. Done!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab With that the girl thought she had it iced. }{\plain \fs24 \i\cf2\f1 There\'92s no way I can lose,}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 she thought, \softline
}{\plain \fs24 \i\cf2\f1 when Callaway is giving me that kind of edge.}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab The kids betting with Mike checked and he assured them that the bets were still on \softline
in spite of the change in the race.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab It was all he could do to keep from laughing as Steph sat on her box, reaching down \softline
to dangle her feet in the water while Diane took her mark. Again Mike ran through the \softline
starting sequence and on his word Diane was off the box like a shot. Stephanie appeared \softline
to be having fun just splashing water with her feet.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab After half a minute, she languidly rose to her feet, shook her arms which was her \softline
concession to warming up, and just stood there. Mike was watching the LCD numbers \softline
on the stopwatch, and when they showed 45 seconds, he said, \'93Take your mark.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Stephanie moved to the front of her box and curled her toes over the edge. Then she \softline
turned and grinned at Mike.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab At 51 seconds Mike called out, \'93Get set...
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Go!\'94 he yelled as the display showed 53.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab This time, though, although she was off the box like a shot, Stephanie appeared to \softline
be languid as she stroked up the pool. It was to be a 40-length race.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab }{\plain \fs24 \i\cf2\f1 \'93What is she doing?\'94}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 Sean whispered in Mike\'92s ear. Only then did Mike realize that \softline
Sean cared for Stephanie and cared for her deeply. \'93She\'92s up against a girl who has her \softline
own pool, for God\'92s sake!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Relax, Sean,\'94 Mike whispered in reply. \'93The Farrell information network might \softline
have slipped on this one. So does Steph. Except hers is 50 meters, not 25 yards. \softline
Moreover, it\'92s eight lanes, not five. In other words, friend, Stephanie works out every \softline
day in a real Olympic pool. Okay?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93But the difference in development!\'94 Sean insisted. \'93Did you look at the muscles \softline
on Diane?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Sean, old buddy, how much weight do you use when you work out?\'94 When the \softline
giant replied, Mike continued, \'93Steph uses nearly 50 percent more weight than you do.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93You\'92re kidding!\'94 the boy protested. Then he looked closely at Mike for the first \softline
time. \'93But wait a minute... You\'92re really bulging with muscles, too. How come?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \ul0 \tab \'93For self-defense,\'94 Mike replied with a grin. \'93I guess I\'92ve sort of figured out that I \softline
can hold my own with Steph at about double her weight... and weight loadings about 50 \softline
percent above hers.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93My God,\'94 Sean murmured, \'93I guess it\'92s really true. But what you\'92re saying is that \softline
it\'92s Diane who\'92s overmatched?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93You got it, old buddy,\'94 Mike replied with a grin. \'93And she\'92s }{\plain \fs24 \i\cf2\f1 way}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 over her head.\'94 \softline
He thought for a moment and then added, \'93It\'92s going to be interesting to have Diane as \softline
our slave for the next 60 days....\'94 After another pause he continued, \'93But I\'92m sure Steph \softline
has some interesting things in mind.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Meanwhile, the two girls were moving through the water and were a study in \softline
contrasts. Diane Collins was churning up the water, essentially in a sprint mode which \softline
it was unlikely she could maintain for 40 pool lengths. Stephanie, on the other hand, \softline
was moving smoothly and seemingly effortlessly through the water. Only the roiled \softline
water in her wake gave testimony to her power. And she seemed to gain at least half a \softline
body length with every stroke. Moreover, in spite of Diane being the sprinter and well-trained in racing turns, Stephanie appeared smoother and had a far stronger drive off \softline
the wall, gaining significantly on every turn.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab At 400 yards Stephanie passed Diane and just increased her lead. In fact it became \softline
apparent to everyone that Diane had set an early pace she was physically unable to \softline
maintain. Stephanie, on the other hand, looked like she could maintain her pace all day. \softline
Mike in fact, knew that she could, having seen her more than once in her \'93swimming to \softline
Michigan\'94 mode. When Sean asked about it, Mike told him about her occasional \softline
marathons and the fact that, according to her, it gave her time to think.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab The two guys had been counting laps and when Steph touched the wall at the end \softline
of the 40}{\plain \fs24 \super\cf2\f1 th}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 lap, he yelled at her that it was over. Then he handed her the bra from her \softline
bathing suit that he had retrieved earlier from the pool gutter.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Instead of quickly putting it on, though, Stephanie just stood there at the end of the \softline
pool with her nipples as hard as pencil erasers and asked, \'93You like?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Damned right I like!\'94 Mike replied. \'93Now get dressed!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93You\'92re no fun!\'94 she retorted while putting on her bra.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Mike reached down and pulled the girl from the pool and into his arms. Again, he \softline
felt that wonderful electricity when their lips merged.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Meanwhile, Diane Collins had given up after swimming only 34 lengths. At the end, \softline
the exhausted girl was just wallowing in the pool, while Stephanie wasn\'92t even out of \softline
breath.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93How was it?\'94 Mike asked.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Sticking out her tongue, Steph replied, \'93Yucky! First of all, it seemed like I was \softline
pushing off a wall after only about three strokes in each direction. Second, I can\'92t stand \softline
all the chlorine.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \ul0 \tab Followed by Sean the young couple went over to a couple of pool chairs. As they \softline
passed a group of guys one called out, \'93Hey, slut!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab That was all it took for Sean Farrell. Standing over the guy like an avenging angel \softline
\'97 Sean would have easily made two of the boy \'97 he thundered, \'93On your hands and \softline
knees, }{\plain \fs24 \i\cf2\f1 worm!\'94}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab With his teeth chattering in fear, the boy instantly did what Sean had ordered.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Now, if you want to live to see another sunrise, you\'92re going to crawl on your hands \softline
and knees to where Stephanie is sitting. Then you\'92re going to kiss her feet and beg \'97 \softline
}{\plain \fs24 \i\cf2\f1 and I mean }{\plain \fs24 \b\i\cf2\f1 beg}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \'97 her forgiveness for that insult. Now move!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab The boy did as he was told. Utter silence had descended around the pool as the \softline
guests watched him crawl to where Stephanie was sitting, kiss her feet and say in a \softline
quavering voice, \'93Miss Callaway, I\'92m terribly sorry! Please forgive me.\'94 He had decided \softline
\'97 correctly \'97 that referring to her as Stephanie would not have been a very smart \softline
move.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93It\'92s okay, Jack,\'94 Stephanie replied softly. \'93All you did was read what\'92s branded \softline
permanently on my flank.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab It wasn\'92t over, though.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Standing there watching the whole affair was Sean Farrell. Slowly he began, \'93I\'92m \softline
going to tell you all a bit about Stephanie Callaway. But first I need to tell you some-
thing about my family, the Farrells. I guess we\'92re all over this area \'97 the entire Chicago \softline
area \'97 like fleas on a dog.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab This comment would have triggered laughter, but Sean was still shaking with anger \softline
so good judgment prevailed. No one made a sound.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93And like the fleas,\'94 the boy continued, \'93we\'92re essentially invisible. We hold down \softline
all sorts of support jobs: x-ray technician, file clerk... those sorts of things. And we\'92re \softline
very big on law enforcement at all levels. What does this have to do with anything, you \softline
wonder?
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Well, I\'92ll tell you what it means. It means that Farrells are in positions to find out \softline
almost any-thing about anyone. That\'92s how I know about Stephanie Callaway.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab He paused and looked around at the group now gathered around him. Continuing, \softline
\'93First of all, you probably know that Steph is adopted. But before that, she was saved \softline
from a group of savages who were holding Stephanie and her sisters prisoner. They\'92re \softline
the ones who branded her. I know this because an uncle of mine was in the squad of \softline
police officers who shot and killed those monsters.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93What had they done? One thing they did was to plant a fiendish device in her \softline
vagina. It was a folding metal plate with about a dozen nails sticking out in all directions \softline
to hold it in position. More than once, her owner whipped her abdomen to drive the \softline
nails into her body. It must have been like being knifed from the inside. Why the \softline
device? Because Stephanie wasn\'92t willing to sacrifice her virginity, so her owner
announced that if he couldn\'92t take it, no one would. A highly skilled surgeon removed \softline
it at the hospital without doing any internal damage... We all hope.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Stephanie had begun to cry as Sean was telling his story so Mike lifted her from her \softline
chair and sat her across his lap. It must have been the right thing to do because she just \softline
cuddled close as he held her tightly in his arms.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93They made her get 50 whip strokes every Saturday night in... in... in her private \softline
parts... in order to be able to go to school the following week. She was forced to do the \softline
most degrading things to get the number to 50. After that, she was just brutally beaten \softline
to the extent that she usually regained consciousness Sunday morning sprawled on the \softline
floor and covered with filth.\'94 Sean sadly shook his head and added, \'93She was forbidden \softline
to bathe or shower, either, so it just stayed there.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Now his blue eyes were piercing as he continued, \'93Just think! This girl every week \softline
suffered the tortures of the damned. For what? }{\plain \fs24 \i\cf2\f1 To go to school!}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 Can you believe it? \softline
Many of us \'97 Hell! Most of us! \'97 would do anything to stay home. But Stephanie and \softline
her sisters suffered to be able to go to school.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93But that\'92s just background. Why do I feel as strongly as I do? Because of what she \softline
did for the Farrell family.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab At that he turned to Stephanie, smiled warmly and said, \'93On behalf of all the \softline
Farrells, Stephanie, all I can say is thank you. I\'92ll add one more thing: As far as the \softline
Farrells \'97 }{\plain \fs24 \i\cf2\f1 all of the Farrells}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \'97 are concerned, you walk on water and don\'92t get your feet \softline
wet. Am I making myself clear?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Yes, you are,\'94 Stephanie softly replied, \'93but this is so unnecessary...\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93It\'92s necessary as hell!\'94 Sean interrupted.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Continuing his tale, Sean said, \'93But what did she do for the Farrells? My dad is a \softline
heavy-equipment operator and he\'92s very good. He\'92s so good, in fact, that at least once \softline
a year he\'92ll get a special overseas assignment to move something or position something \softline
that no one else can do. I guess he\'92s in the top 10 in the world at what he does.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Then Dad was very seriously injured in an automobile accident. Of course, the \softline
drunken jerk who hit him had no insurance. The union medical plan covered the \softline
medical bills, but except for unemployment there was really no money coming in. Before \softline
the accident I guess we were doing pretty well financially. Dad made excellent money \softline
and the money for those special assignments \'97 thousands of dollars at a shot \'97 went \softline
into my college fund.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93My parents were \'97 and are \'97 determined that I\'92m going to be the first Farrell to \softline
go to college, so they were saving for the day. Then came the accident.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93We have one of those deals linking the family savings account to the checking \softline
account. If checks come in that exhaust the checking account, money is automatically \softline
transferred from savings to cover. Well, my mom almost died when she looked at the \softline
first statement that came in while Dad was still in the hospital. The savings balance had \softline
dropped like a stone.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \ul0 \tab \'93When the next statement came in, Mom didn\'92t even open it. Instead, she was just \softline
sitting at the kitchen table staring at it when I got home from school. She told me she \softline
didn\'92t have the guts to open it while she was alone. Then with me sitting next to her, \softline
she opened it and looked at the savings balance. It was the same as it had been the \softline
previous month with only the usual interest added. \'91This can\'92t be!\'92 Mom exclaimed. \softline
\'91We\'92ve been spending money like there\'92s no tomorrow!\'92 Together we looked at the \softline
statement in detail.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93What we found was that beginning about a week into the new accounting period, \softline
the checking balance was down to zero. But as additional checks came in, there was \softline
money deposited to cover them. But from where? It sure wasn\'92t from our savings.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93This is where the extended Farrell family comes into the story. The first thing \softline
Mom did was to call our bank. They immediately reported that they had noticed what \softline
was happening, but they had received an order from the largest bank in Chicago to do \softline
what they had been doing: drafting on another account. However, the Chicago bank \softline
refused to provide any more information other than to say that the transfer order was \softline
to stay in place indefinitely.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Here\'92s where the back-office Farrells come in. When our bank drew a blank, Mom \softline
started calling family. A couple of days later, we had our answer: the money was coming \softline
from Stephanie Callaway\'92s personal account.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Sean paused and looked around, then continued, \'93This isn\'92t Callaway family money, \softline
or Callaway Industries money...\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Hearing the words, Callaway Industries, Diane Collins went white. For the first \softline
time she realized that Stephanie, a girl she had always looked down on, was far wealthier \softline
than her family. The realization was a major shock. Moreover, it finally sank in that she \softline
was now enslaved to Stephanie for the next 60 days and Steph had every reason in the \softline
world to hate her guts. Diane began shaking in fear.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93... this is Stephanie\'92s own money!\'94 Sean continued. \'93But that isn\'92t the end of the \softline
story. This continued for several months and was a godsend. It enabled Dad to take his \softline
time and fully recover from his injuries before he went back to work. Without it, \softline
knowing him, he would have struggled back to work while still in bad shape because \softline
above all he had to provide for his family. Well, Stephanie Callaway took care of that.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93When he went back to work, his first order of business was to start repaying \softline
Stephanie the money she had loaned us. Or try to, anyway. The first effort was a \softline
transfer back to Stephanie\'92s account of $1,000. Her bank wouldn\'92t accept the transfer. \softline
Instead, a thousand dollars was deposited in our savings account. This repeated three \softline
more times. Dad finally gave up when the amount reached $5,000.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Now Sean was much more relaxed. He grinned and interjected, \'93Know what? \softline
There\'92s more money in our savings account now than there was at the time Dad was \softline
injured. And it\'92s all Stephanie.\'94 Looking around at the now-enthralled group he added, \softline
\'93I hope you noticed Stephanie\'92s behavior while I\'92ve been talking. You see, this is the \softline
first she knew that we knew where and from whom this money had been coming. And
it\'92s so typical of her, too. She wants no thanks and no credit for any of her acts of \softline
charity.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93What do I mean by that? It\'92s funny, really. I can be in the cafeteria line at school \softline
and if Steph\'92s ahead of me, I can see it just by looking at the plates on the trays in front \softline
of me. What\'92s that mean? You look down the line and you see food slopped on the plates \softline
and almost literally thrown at the kids. But if you see a tray with the food arranged as \softline
if they\'92re going to take a publicity picture of it, that\'92s Stephanie\'92s.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Hearing Sean\'92s words, Steph muffled a giggle in Mike\'92s broad chest.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Is there any more?\'94 Sean asked rhetorically. \'93Hell yes, there\'92s more. I\'92m sure \softline
you\'92ve seen the food service women glaring at us. Steph? \'91Good morning, Miss Calla-
way!\'92 along with a big smile. When was the last time you\'92ve ever heard one of them say \softline
Miss? If they say anything at all it\'92s likely to be, \'91Hey, kid, you\'92re taking too much.\'92 But \softline
why is that?
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93It\'92s because if one of their children is sick, a toy will appear to cheer the child up. \softline
If there\'92s a family problem of any nature, help arrives. Moreover, Steph knows them all. \softline
She\'92ll say, \'91Mrs. Johnson, how\'92s Billy coming along?\'92
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Know what? Many of those women are refugees from welfare and are single \softline
mothers; they\'92ve never been married. But regardless of their marital status, if they have \softline
a child, they\'92re Mrs. The women know and know that Steph knows their true condition. \softline
But it sure makes them feel better about themselves.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93The bottom line? Without a single exception, they love Stephanie Callaway! And \softline
she\'92s following in the footsteps of her older sister, Sheila, who\'92s now at Yale with her \softline
husband, Jim. The Callaway girls have been doing the same thing for years.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93But is that all? Hell, no! For example, you all probably know Miss Rogers who \softline
works in the school office. She lives alone and had a house cat, Smokey, she just adored. \softline
Well, cats aren\'92t the most long-lived creatures and Smokey died shortly before school \softline
ended in June. Miss Rogers was distraught. So what happened? The doorbell rang one \softline
Saturday morning. Miss Rogers opened the door to find an adorable gray kitten in a \softline
basket at the door. Around it\'92s neck was a red ribbon with a note attached. It said, \'91My \softline
name is Smokey II. I can\'92t replace Smokey, but I hope you\'92ll let me love you.\'92
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93She sat down, stroked the kitten and just cried and cried. I\'92ve heard that the kitten \softline
is utterly perfect. Nothing in her apartment has been scratched and there have been no \softline
accidents. As much as she loved Smokey, Smokey II is a far better-behaved cat than the \softline
first one was. And where did Smokey come from? I\'92ll give you one guess. Why? \softline
Because Stephanie Callaway wanted to ease the heartbreak of a lonely woman is why.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Oh, yeah... How do I know all this? Because another Farrell works at the pet shop \softline
that scoured the whole metro area for the perfect gray kitten is how. And you know \softline
something else? For the price she paid to get the perfect kitten, she could have bought \softline
hundreds of them. But it was important to help a lonely woman with a lovely \'97 and \softline
loving \'97 kitten.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \ul0 \tab Turning to Steph, still cuddled close to Mike, Sean lowered his voice and said, \softline
\'93Stephanie, we really love you.\'94 Then he grinned and added, \'93But what do you see in \softline
that lug, Mike Mitchell?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93He may be a lug, Sean,\'94 Steph replied with a loving grin, \'93but I\'92m stuck with him. \softline
It\'92s just one of those things. But what about you?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93What about me?\'94 the boy asked.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Have you ever had a date?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Her question took Sean full aback. \'93Huh? Uh... No... I guess I haven\'92t,\'94 he finally \softline
stammered.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab As she went back to cuddling she murmured, \'93Hmm... Guess we\'92ll have to fix that.\'94
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{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Stephanie went back into the house to shower and change while Mike and Sean \softline
collected their wagers. Everyone paid up except Candy Price. With tears in her eyes the \softline
girl admitted she didn\'92t have anything close to the $1,000 she had lost. The result was \softline
that she agreed to work it off by being Mike\'92s slave for the next 60 days.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab When they finally returned home, the couple were accompanied by Diane and Candy. \softline
Diane had made some excuse to her parents, and Candy told her parents she would be \softline
spending the rest of the summer with Diane.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab All this time, Jean had been pacing the floor like a nervous cat. When she heard the \softline
sound of the basement door opening, she almost jumped to the ceiling. But when the \softline
couple came into the family room, Jean relaxed with a wonderful sigh of relief. Steph-
anie looked as beautiful as she did when she left the house and far happier besides. \softline
Moreover, it was clear that her days of trying to fix up Mike Mitchell were over; she was \softline
Mike\'92s girl for life.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab As for Diane and Candy\'92s slavery, that\'92s a story for another time.
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{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab In mid-July (of what turned out to be the hottest summer on record in Chicago), \softline
Jean decided it was time to work on my wardrobe. (Work? Start one is a far more \softline
accurate statement.) She learned that J. Press had a travel-ing sales team in the area and \softline
hauled me off. I guess she figured that with stores in New Haven and Cambridge, they \softline
would be tailors appropriate to my academic background. It was funny, really. I might \softline
as well have been a spot on the carpet for all the attention that was paid to me. Instead, \softline
Jean and the salesman consulted on materials and the composition of my wardrobe. I \softline
guess it was only through the grace of God I didn\'92t end up with white tie and tails. \softline
(Honestly, I think it\'92s only because the salesman neglected to mention the idea to her.)
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Suffice it to say that by the time she was done, it might have been the largest single \softline
sale in the store\'92s very long history. But it was done and I have to admit it was pretty \softline
painless for me.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \ul0 \tab A few days later, I was in the mall by myself. I really don\'92t remember, but maybe \softline
I was there for a haircut. At any rate, I finished up whatever it was and was just walking \softline
along when I see three golden heads in the crowd ahead of me. (Believe me when I tell \softline
you that golden hair like that }{\plain \fs24 \i\cf2\f1 is not}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 common!) Like so many other days that summer, \softline
that day was a scorcher, too. I closed the distance while still keeping people between me \softline
and them and used my height to confirm that, as I thought, the three golden heads \softline
belonged to Jean, Sandy and Susan.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Jean and Sandy were sights to see. Both were wearing short-short Levi cutoffs along \softline
with shot-to-shit chambray work shirts that had seen their best days years before. The \softline
sleeves had been torn off at the shoulders and the tails were tied under their breasts. \softline
With the shorts starting very low on their hips, there was a great expanse of perfectly \softline
tanned skin showing between. Susan looked cute as hell wearing similar shorts but with \softline
a sleeveless top with tiny embroidered flowers on it. Like the others, though, she had \softline
the tails (ends?) tied under where her tits would be someday. She was adorable.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab It was apparent that the girls were having a wonderful time together. Even from \softline
more than 20 feet away, I could hear the lovely sound of their musical giggling. Oh! One \softline
more thing. Jean had her golden hair back in a pony tail as did Sandy. This made her \softline
look like a well-developed teenager. But as I said, the girls seemed to be having a \softline
wonder-ful time together.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab I was still behind them when they reached a newly-opened fine jewelry store, a \softline
branch of Tiffany & Company. Later I learned that the store was an experiment. It was \softline
the first unit in the Tiffany chain that wasn\'92t located in a prime downtown shopping \softline
zone. In fact, they did have a store at 730 Michigan Boulevard, too. The experiment was \softline
to determine if a suburban mall \'97 even a very upscale one \'97 could support a store like \softline
theirs. As it happened, Jean and the girls did their best to assure the store\'92s success. \softline
After looking at the jewelry in the window with appropriate oohs and aahs, the three \softline
girls went inside.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Fortunately for my spying, Tiffany\'92s was located on an interior corner so it had \softline
window walls on two sides. I was easily able to find a vantage point from which I could \softline
observe them but they couldn\'92t see me.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab It really must have been funny for the very well-dressed salesman. He really didn\'92t \softline
know quite what to do. Here were three urchins dressed in clothing that appeared to be \softline
\'97 and may well have been \'97 Salvation Army rejects, but who seemed to be very \softline
interested in fine jewelry. The guy was smart. I guess the folks downtown had been \softline
pounding it into the heads of the new staff that unlike downtown, in the suburbs it\'92s \softline
very dangerous to judge people by what they\'92re wearing.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab He had taken the lesson to heart, and after taking a deep breath, I could see him \'97 \softline
and reading his lips on this occasion \'97 hear him say, \'93Good afternoon, ladies. Welcome \softline
to Tiffany\'92s. How may I help you?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab An exchange with Jean ensued followed by his going off and coming back with a \softline
collection of gold collars. Jean took one look at the first batch and shook her head. Off
he went again and came back with another group. Again the shake of Jean\'92s head, \softline
although it didn\'92t come quite as fast as the first time. Clearly, she had dismissed the \softline
first offerings out of hand. Again the salesman went away. This time it took signifi-
cantly longer for him to return. When he did, I noticed another salesman had taken \softline
position where he wasn\'92t involved in the transaction but was close enough to cover it. \softline
Apparently the items he had with him had come directly from the store\'92s vault.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab This time, using mirrors in the store, I could see Jean\'92s eyes light up. Clearly, this \softline
was more like it. She took one collar and fitted it around Sandy\'92s neck. It was utterly \softline
magnificent, and Jean\'92s eyes flared. From the nodding of heads, the man had made a \softline
sale. Then she found another and fitted it around Susan\'92s neck. Jean was disappointed. \softline
Then the salesman spoke. The problem was that the collar was too big for Susan\'92s small \softline
neck. I guess what the salesman said was that the collar could be shortened with the \softline
removed pieces put aside so they could be reinserted when she grew. This time, Jean\'92s \softline
eyes lit up like a Christmas tree and she clapped her hands in delight.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab As Jean started to reach for her purse to haul out her overworked charge card, Sandy \softline
spoke up. The salesman turned his attention to her, and showed her a collar that was \softline
the very finest the store carried. Taking it, Sandy fitted it around Jean\'92s neck. Then she \softline
turned to Susan who was absolutely beaming with happiness. The girl just rapidly \softline
nodded her head up and down. Again, reading lips, I could see Sandy telling the \softline
salesman, \'93We\'92ll take it!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab At that point, Jean moved down the counter with the salesman and whispered \softline
something to him. He quickly nodded and produced a pad which Jean used to write \softline
something. The man read it, whispered to Jean \'97 I guess he was checking to ensure he \softline
was correctly reading what she had written \'97 and then smiled. At that, she produced \softline
an Amex Platinum charge card and he closed out the sale.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab But the fun wasn\'92t over quite yet. While the salesman had been with Jean, Sandy \softline
had pulled a checkbook from her purse. The man went off with the two collars for Sandy \softline
and Susan, presumably to be engraved, with Susan\'92s shortened \'97 I was surprised, but \softline
evidently they had an engraver and jeweler on the premises \'97 and then returned. In \softline
response to her question, he calcu-lated the full price and she wrote out a check with the \softline
salesman\'92s eyes widening as he watched. Clearly, this was not what he expected to see \softline
at all.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Fortunately, the salesman was standing where I could see him clearly. Since the \softline
transaction was so simple, as far as knowing what he was saying was concerned I might \softline
as well have been standing right in front of him. After finding a phone number he called \softline
and asked for the bank\'92s Private Banking Division.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab After identifying himself, he said, \'93I have a check here from a young woman, Sandra \softline
Callaway...\'94 That\'92s as far as he got when his eyes widened in shock.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93But I haven\'92t told you the amount...\'94 Greater shock.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Obviously, the bank officer had interrupted him to say that the check was good. To \softline
the second question, I could almost hear him or her emphasizing, \'93It\'92s good!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \ul0 \tab Gingerly, the salesman hung up the phone and treated Sandy and Susan with a level \softline
of respect that I\'92m certain was unique in his experience dealing with a girl who had \softline
scarcely reached her teens. This time it was the girls who moved down the counter with \softline
the salesman to get away from Jean. Again there was a routine with the paper and a \softline
consultation between the sisters, evidently deciding what exactly they wanted the \softline
engraving to say. (Later I learned that Tiffany had thrown in the engraving free. Given \softline
the prices of the collars, it was a trivial concession indeed.) Finally, the girls agreed on \softline
the wording and again the salesman went off with the necklace.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab The man was smart. Clearly, Jean and the girls had indicated they wanted to wait \softline
for their purchases. Moreover, he had just conclusively established that they represented money with a capital M. And since they would be in the store waiting... This \softline
time, when he returned there was an armed security guard with him. Whatever he had \softline
with him represented serious money.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab This time he spread a large white velvet mat on the counter top and began to display \softline
what he had brought back with him. It turned out that each was a set of very fine \softline
jewelry, one set with diamonds, the second with rubies, and the third with sapphires. \softline
Each set had a necklace, a bracelet and earrings.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab At one point Susan turned so I could partially see her face. Her eyes were wide with \softline
awe. Sandy took the diamond necklace and fastened it around Jean\'92s neck, then stepped \softline
back. It was utterly magnificent. Then she put on the bracelet and earrings. The effect \softline
was truly remarkable. There is this utterly magnificent woman in ratty clothes while \softline
hung with diamonds. But it fit, somehow. Then I realized that it was Jean\'92s beauty and \softline
grace. Regardless of what she might be wearing, she was all class and it really showed.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab The exercise was repeated with the red rubies and blue sapphires. The blue of the \softline
sapphires turned out to be an exact match to the blue of her eyes.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Just then another salesman came out from the back with three jewelry cases: the \softline
collars. I really don\'92t know how their salesman felt at that moment; I don\'92t know if he \softline
was killing time, practicing, or thought he might really make a sale. My best guess is \softline
that he was thinking of the future \'97 Christmas in about six months \'97 and trying to \softline
cement a relationship with potentially very lucrative clients.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab At any rate, he gave two of the cases to Jean and one to the girls. Jean opened a box, \softline
checked the engraving, and then held it around Sandy\'92s neck. It was perfect. Instead \softline
of fastening it, though, she gave it to the girl.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Sandy took it with her eyes wide and turned it over. She read the engraving and \softline
utterly came apart. \'93Mommy!\'94 she screamed, then flung herself at Jean who took her \softline
in her arms and held her tightly. Then the two exchanged a kiss that left the salesman \softline
agape. I could feel the power of their kiss from where I was standing, so I\'92m certain he \softline
sure did.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab The inscription read, \'93To my darling daughter Sandra, from her mother with all the \softline
love I have to give.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \ul0 \tab The scene repeated with Susan whose collar read the same as Sandy\'92s with the name \softline
changed.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Then the two girls gave Jean her collar. She turned it over, read the engraving, and \softline
absolutely came apart. She began to bawl like a baby. Instantly, the two girls were in \softline
her arms hugging and kissing her and crying, too. Her engraving read, \'93To Mommy, our \softline
true mother, from Sandy and Susan with our eternal love and devotion.\'94 (Incidentally, \softline
the engraver had done a truly remarkable job getting all the words on flexible gold links. \softline
It only worked because the links were set so tightly together and were so wide.)
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Finally it was over. All three, now wearing their new collars, almost floated out of \softline
the store in their happiness. The salesman just watched them leave with a warm smile \softline
on his face. For him it had already been a very successful day.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Fortunately for me, the girls just crossed the corridor to the food court. Since there \softline
were significant lines at all of the counters, I figured they would be there awhile. At that \softline
point I entered the store where the salesman was in the process of putting the jewel sets \softline
away.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Hello,\'94 I greeted him. \'93I saw my wife and daughters in here with you a few \softline
moments ago...\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Instantly, he stopped what he was doing, extended his hand and introduced himself \softline
as Mr. Payne. \'93Sir, you are the luckiest man in the whole world!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Oh?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Never have I seen such beauty in only three women! And your daughters! They\'92re \softline
the image of your wife and will soon be her twins.\'94 He shook his head and said, \softline
\'93Absolutely gorgeous! And so nice, too.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Mr. Payne, which of these collections do you think would look best on my wife?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Payne\'92s eyes widened. Things were getting better and better and already he had \softline
made a very healthy commission. Then he just shook his head. \'93Sir, with your wife\'92s \softline
incredible beauty I can\'92t answer that. Her skin and complexion are utterly flawless. \softline
Even wearing rags, she\'92s a queen.\'94 Then he just shook his head and continued, \'93It\'92s a \softline
shame, really. These are the finest pieces we carry \'97 and I don\'92t mean just in this store \softline
\'97 but they pale to insignificance against her beauty...\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93That makes it simple, then,\'94 I interrupted. \'93I\'92ll take them all. And could we make \softline
this fast? I\'92m in a bit of a rush.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Payne was in a state of shock. Moreover, every piece, although displayed as part of \softline
a set, was priced separately. He started to take the prices off the pieces when I \softline
interrupted him again. \'93I\'92ll tell you what. The total price is probably below $200,000, \softline
isn\'92t it?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab The man was stunned. All he could do was nod.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \ul0 \tab \'93Fine!\'94 Taking my Amex Platinum card out I continued, \'93Why don\'92t you just call \softline
American Express and get a charge authorization for $200,000. I\'92ll sign a blank slip for \softline
you and you can calculate the exact amount later. How\'92s that?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Again he just nodded. Taking my card in his now-shaking hand he ran it through \softline
an imprinter and placed his call. For a charge of this size, the automated authorization \softline
process wasn\'92t going to make it. He read off the number to the agent and then said, \softline
\'93Yes, Mr. Dawson is here with me now. He signed the charge in my presence and the \softline
signatures match.\'94 Again his eyes widened when he received an instant authorization \softline
number which he carefully wrote in on the form and repeated back to the operator.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Mr. Payne,\'94 I said, \'93would you mind just putting these things in a bag? I\'92m really \softline
in a rush.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab At that he motioned to his colleague and the two men hurried to put the pieces back \softline
their into individual boxes. The guard, meanwhile, went to the rear of the store and \softline
returned with a shopping bag. It was funny, I guess. You don\'92t often leave a top jewelry \softline
store with fine jewelry in such quantity that a shopping bag is needed. In just a few \softline
minutes I was out of there leaving Mr. Payne standing there in stunned amazement.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Fortunately for me the timing worked. I had time to go out to the car, put the \softline
jewelry in the trunk and return to the mall while the girls were still in the food court. \softline
They had just finished and were leaving when I came up.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Jean\'92s eyes widened and then she grinned when she saw me. Hurling herself into \softline
my arms, she kissed me. Again, I think she had intended it to be quick and friendly, but \softline
we\'92re really not too good at that kind of kiss. I held her tightly, melted my lips to hers, \softline
and again enjoyed the electricity and the bells.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab When we separated, with her eyes dancing she asked, \'93Hey, mister. Want to see a \softline
really great pair of tits?\'94 She had her hand on the knot she had made to tie her shirttails \softline
together under her breasts. I realized at that instant Jean was fully prepared to do just \softline
that.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93They\'92ll arrest you for Indecent Exposure!\'94 I protested.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93And it wouldn\'92t be the first time,\'94 she replied dryly. Then she brightened and said, \softline
\'93How about a suck and a fuck? Special daytime price too: only twenty bucks.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93That would be Lewd and Lascivious Conduct.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93And it wouldn\'92t be the first time for that, either.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab I shook my head. What can you do with a woman like this? \'93How about a movie, \softline
instead? There\'92s a Walt Disney cartoon feature around the corner I think Susie would \softline
like.\'94 My face fell a bit as I added, \'93I don\'92t know about Sandy, though...\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Sweetie, would you like the hot scoop?\'94 Jean interrupted. \'93I only learned today \softline
that neither girl has ever seen a movie in a real theater. Never! I\'92m sure she would love \softline
it.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \ul0 \tab Both girls did. There were few people in the theater so we found seats exactly where \softline
we wanted them. Jean was sitting on my right with Susie next to her. Sandy was next \softline
to me. It was utterly fascinating to see the look of awe on Sandy\'92s face. The theater had \softline
been newly remodeled with the latest and greatest in sound systems and the film made \softline
good use of them. Despite having an awesome home theater at home, it couldn\'92t \softline
compare in her eyes to the big screen.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab As the movie progressed, Sandy swung her legs left moving her body so her back was \softline
to my shoulder. Looking up at me with wide eyes she asked, \'93Dad... Would... Would you \softline
mind awfully... putting your hand on my little tit?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab I\'92m certain my eyes widened when she said it.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Turning toward Jean, I saw that she had both arms around Susie who was leaning \softline
against her breast and sighing. To her I whispered what Sandy had asked.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Darling,\'94 she replied, \'93Sandy loves you so much. Just do it.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab So I did.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab She untied her shirttails and I spent the rest of the movie with my left hand over her \softline
left breast. Periodically, she would move her upper body causing her nipple to move \softline
under my hand. Invariably, it provoked a shiver and a sigh.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab After the film, we decided to make an evening of it and go out to dinner. Because of \softline
the girls\'92 attire, though, we were substantially restricted in our restaurant choices. We \softline
settled on Mama Louisa\'92s, an Italian restaurant that enjoyed an excellent reputation for \softline
its food and was quite popular in the area.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Mama Louisa\'92s appeared to be one of those places that over time had grown like \softline
Topsy. There was room after room after room, all connected, but with the effect of \softline
small-scale dining in what, I\'92m sure, is a very large restaurant. At any rate, we were \softline
seated at a table in the corner in the same room as the cashier who, I subsequently \softline
learned, was Mama Louisa herself.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab The dinner was utterly delightful. The girls consulted with Jean before they \softline
ordered, but were thrilled to be able to order for themselves. I ordered a bottle of Brolio \softline
Chianti Riserva which proved to be excellent. Brolio is the family-operated winery that \softline
advertises, \'93We\'92ve been making Chianti since the turn of the century; the tenth \softline
century.\'94 And guess what? After 1,000 years, they\'92re really starting to get the hang of \softline
it.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab The waiter was utterly captivated by Jean and the girls. On Jean\'92s request, he \softline
produced two additional wine glasses and ignored her action as she poured a small \softline
amount for Susan and a bit more for Sandy. Susie was in seventh heaven and would \softline
have been wriggling in delight on her chair except for the fact that she so badly wanted \softline
Jean to be proud of her behavior.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab When we finished dinner, Jean and the girls moved toward the door while I went to \softline
pay the check.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \ul0 \tab I gave the cashier my plastic, but instead of instantly running it through her \softline
machine she said, \'93Sir, you have the most beautiful family I have ever seen. And the \softline
very best-behaved, too.\'94 Then she introduced herself as the owner, Louisa.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Would it be possible for me to meet your lovely wife, too?\'94 she asked diffidently.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Jean had been watching so she came over immediately when I motioned, followed \softline
by the girls.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Mrs. Dawson, you are the most beautiful woman ever to set foot in my establish-
ment. Thank you so much for coming.\'94 Turning toward the girls she added, \'93And these \softline
young ladies are the best-behaved I can ever recall seeing. They are a real credit to you, \softline
their mother.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab With that both girls beamed with pleasure. Suddenly I realized it was one of the first \softline
genuinely happy smiles I had ever seen on Sandy\'92s face.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Then turning back to Jean, Louisa looked at her gold collar. \'93That collar is exquis-
ite,\'94 she exclaimed. \'93May I see it?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Jean removed it and placed it on the counter. When the woman lifted it her eyes \softline
widened. Turning it over, she saw on the clasp, 18K. \'93My God!\'94 she breathed. \'93This \softline
is real!\'94 Then seeing the engraving, she straightened out the collar so she could read it: \softline
\'93To Mommy, our true mother, from Sandy and Susan with our eternal love and \softline
devotion.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Turning to me Louisa said, \'93This is the nicest thing a father could possibly do for his \softline
daughters.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Thank you,\'94 I replied, \'93but it was all the girls. They did it entirely by themselves, \softline
most particularly including the inscription. I wasn\'92t anywhere close.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93But... But... But...\'94 the woman stammered, \'93this costs a fortune! How could they \softline
have possibly bought it?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Both girls have money of their own that they used.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab The woman looked utterly stunned. Moving as if in slow motion, she returned \softline
Jean\'92s collar and then tried to pull herself together. Finally she said, \'93I\'92m stunned. And \softline
I\'92m sure you could see that for yourself.\'94 She paused and just shook her head. \'93I \softline
thought you were an utterly marvelous family, but now I find you\'92re loaded, too.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Slowly she just shook her head, looking utterly bewildered. \'93Families like that come \softline
in here all the time. The staff hates them. Typically, they\'92re classic rich bitches... \softline
Selfish, self-centered, boorish... You know the drill.\'94 Again she paused but then contin-
ued, \'93I\'92m reasonably sure you people could buy them all with your petty cash, but you\'92re \softline
so totally different.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93My people say there couldn\'92t be a finer group to wait on than you four... so \softline
incredibly thoughtful and polite.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93And you girls! When I said you were well-behaved, you just glowed, and now I \softline
understand why. It was because by being so good, you were reflecting your mother\'92s
training and making her feel proud.\'94 Turning to Jean she said, \'93You must be so proud \softline
of your daughters. And they\'92re so beautiful, too. Exactly like you.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Mama Louisa had recovered from her shock by this time and her natural sense of \softline
humor returned. \'93There\'92s just one thing... Are you really sure that collar goes with the \softline
rest of your... outfit? I mean... It\'92s value is a rather large multiple of the value of the \softline
rest of your attire...\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Oh, don\'92t be so sure,\'94 Jean replied with her eyes twinkling. \'93I\'92ll bet you didn\'92t \softline
include the antique value of these things. For example, I\'92m almost certain my shorts \softline
were made before I was born.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Louisa roared with laughter. \'93My God! And she has an incredible sense of humor, \softline
too.\'94 To me she said, \'93Mr. Dawson, you have to be the luckiest man in the world to have \softline
a wife as utterly perfect as yours is.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Glancing at Jean I saw a strange look in her eyes that I really couldn\'92t identify.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab That night our lovemaking was the best it had ever been.
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{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab A few days later it was time for the great experiment. Jean and I were venturing out \softline
together in public for the very first time alone. My new clothes had been delivered and \softline
Jean picked out a blazer, a pair of gray slacks, and so forth, for me to wear.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab After disappearing with the girls for a while, she appeared and just stood there. She \softline
was wearing a white sleeveless dress that fit her perfect form. Beyond that, though, I \softline
had never seen her look so exquisitely beautiful. Then I remembered Stephanie\'92s trans-
formation and Andy\'92s comment that Jean was an artist with makeup.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab I held out my arms and she rushed to me. \'93You are utterly gorgeous!\'94 I whispered \softline
in her ear.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Thank you, kind sir.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93But there\'92s something missing...\'94 I added.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab I left the room and returned with the set of sapphire jewelry. \'93Why don\'92t you put \softline
these on?\'94 I asked in my blandest tone of voice.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Seeing the velvet Tiffany\'92s boxes, Jean\'92s eyes widened. Opening the largest, she saw \softline
the necklace, recognized it and gasped, \'93But Jim...! Where...? What...?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93They\'92re beautiful things for a beautiful woman,\'94 I said softly. \'93I hope you like \softline
them.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Sandy-Susan!\'94 Jean screamed.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab The girls came running. Seeing the necklace, they gasped.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93From Dad?\'94 Susan asked.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Jean could only nod her head. Only then did I realize that her eyes were filled with \softline
tears.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \ul0 \tab Meanwhile, Sandy had taken the necklace from its box and fastened it around Jean\'92s \softline
neck. She then repeated with the earrings and bracelet and stepped back so Jean could \softline
see herself in the mirror. \'93They\'92re utterly gorgeous, Mom!\'94 the girl softly exclaimed.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Jean had immediately recognized the jewels. Turning to me she raised an eyebrow \softline
accusingly and said, \'93You spied on us, didn\'92t you? You must have seen me trying these \softline
on at Tiffany\'92s!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Trying my best to look innocent, I just shrugged.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Oh, darling!\'94 she exclaimed. \'93I adore them... and adore you, too!\'94 With that she \softline
again melted her lips to mine in a wonderfully warm and loving kiss.
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{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab We had reservations at a fine restaurant in Chicago. As we were being ushered to \softline
our table I could actually hear the gasps from the other patrons as they got a look at \softline
Jean. For her part, she appeared to be utterly oblivious as she had her hand very lightly \softline
on my elbow. For my part, I felt like a million bucks. Without a doubt, I was the envy \softline
of every guy in the place.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Drinks were served and we just chatted. As we did I realized again how wide-ranging Jean\'92s knowledge and interests really were. Moreover, she continued following \softline
my very erratic thought patterns as if they were the most logical things in the world.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Then she excused herself to go to the ladies room. As she passed the bar, a man left \softline
his stool, grabbed her arm and growled, \'93You\'92re coming with me!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93I am not!\'94 Jean exclaimed. \'93Now get your hand off me!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Instead of letting go, the man started to pull her toward the door. For my part, I saw \softline
the flurry and just sat there like a bump on a log, utterly stunned.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab But not Jean. Some restaurant staffers had seen what was going on and were \softline
moving to Jean\'92s aid. It turned out not to be necessary. Turning her body slightly, she \softline
stamped down on the man\'92s foot hard with the two-inch heel of her shoe. This stopped \softline
him, and she turned back, lifted her skirt to have free use of her legs and slammed her \softline
knee as hard as she could into his balls. The excruciating pain caused him to double \softline
over. When he did, Jean put her hands together and clobbered him on the back of his \softline
neck with her doubled fist. He just crumpled to the floor.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab At this point there was near pandemonium in the restaurant, but Jean just \softline
continued on her way to the ladies room leaving it to the staff to deal with the man on \softline
the floor. A few minutes later two police officers appeared, followed shortly by a couple \softline
of EMTs with a stretcher. They loaded the man onto it and wheeled it out; he was still \softline
unconscious.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab On her return, Jean received a standing ovation from the other patrons. Her only \softline
acknowledgment was to blush slightly, but with her deep tan it hardly showed. The \softline
manager came rushing over to apologize on behalf of the establishment and to inquire \softline
if Jean was all right. She assured him that she was. We were told by the manager that, \softline
of course, no bill would be presented.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \ul0 \tab Calm was restored finally and we continued with our meal. When I raised the \softline
subject of the attack when she first returned, she made it very clear she didn\'92t want to \softline
talk about it so we didn\'92t. I don\'92t know what we did talk about; it might have been the \softline
Bear\'92s prospects for the upcoming NFL season. The first round of exhibition \'97 Excuse \softline
me. Preseason \'97 games was about to begin. At any rate, the meal was delightful and \softline
I was having a wonderful time.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Coffee had just been served along with snifters of very fine cognac when a burly \softline
middle-aged man came up to our table. \'93Excuse me, folks. I\'92m Lieutenant Richards, \softline
Chicago P.D. May I join you for a few minutes?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Jean\'92s eyes flared for an instant but her face was impassive as she replied, \'93Of \softline
course you may. Please have a seat. Could we get you something?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Richards accepted her offer and ordered coffee.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93I assume this is regarding that man,\'94 Jean said softly. \'93How is he, by the way?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93He\'92s dead.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93My God!\'94 Jean gasped. \'93I didn\'92t mean...\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93It wasn\'92t you at all,\'94 Richards interrupted. \'93It was heart failure. Although they \softline
haven\'92t performed an autopsy yet, the best guess is it was terminal syphilis. That might \softline
also explain his behavior; assaulting you in a place like this is the far side of insanity, and \softline
that\'92s likely where he was, too.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93I\'92m so sorry!\'94 Jean said softly.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab She jerked up in her chair when Richards retorted emphatically, \'93I\'92m not.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93What?\'94 she exclaimed. \'93Why not?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Because that SOB was a serial rapist, a murderer, and a one-man crime wave. Our \softline
best guess is that he was responsible for at least a dozen rapes and at least two resulting \softline
deaths. Twice we thought we had him, but both times the victim backed out and refused \softline
to testify. We\'92re almost certain that he had threatened them with death if they did.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Then to Jean he said, \'93I introduced myself, but I don\'92t even know your name. And \softline
I guess I really ought to have it for my report.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93I\'92m Jean Peters and this is Jim Dawson.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Richards had been studying Jean carefully while they were talking but I had put it \softline
down to his preoccupation with her beauty. But there was a lot more than that. \'93Miss \softline
Peters, I feel I know you from somewhere. But I can\'92t quite place...\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93You ought to, Lieutenant,\'94 Jean said with her voice flat and her face impassive. \softline
\'93You busted me three times for common prostitution.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab At that instant, Richard\'92s eyes flared in recognition. \'93My God! Of course...\'94 He \softline
paused and looked Jean over carefully as he pulled things out from his memory. \'93But \softline
you were a lot heavier then, weren\'92t you?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Yes.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \ul0 \tab \'93It\'92s coming back to me now. You were the girl no one could figure out. Your \softline
weight, for example. While most people have to work to take it off, our people used to \softline
say that you were constantly working to put it on. But why?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Because a slut should look like a slob if she\'92s acting like one. I was and I did.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab What he said next came as a surprise to both of us. \'93A slut? You? Never!\'94 he said \softline
with a shake of his head. \'93You were picked up with whores and sluts but you never were \softline
one. We could never figure you out. You had to be making money, yet you would often \softline
serve your full time rather than pay to get out. And other girls with no money...\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Suddenly his eyes flared as he connected the dots. \'93My God! Of course! You gave \softline
them your money to get them out while you served your time.\'94 He leaned back in his \softline
chair and shook his head with a wry grin on his face. \'93We thought we were so damned \softline
good. We actually got some of the girls off the street. But it wasn\'92t us, it was you, \softline
wasn\'92t it?
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93How could we have been so dumb and so blind? Those wonderful social workers... \softline
Useless. But you? You could really talk to those girls. You knew what it was like, first-hand. So when you talked to them and showed them a way out...\'94 He looked deep into \softline
Jean\'92s eyes and asked, \'93But why?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Jean just shook her head slightly, but I replied, \'93Because she has to, Lieutenant. It\'92s \softline
just the way she is. Jean Peters has a need to help people in any way she possibly can \softline
and regardless of the cost to herself.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93When are you two getting married?\'94 Richards asked, changing the subject dramat-
ically.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93We\'92re not!\'94 Jean declared emphatically.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Why not?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Because I\'92m a slut and a whore is why not,\'94 she replied. \'93Isn\'92t that obvious?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93No, it\'92s not,\'94 he replied, \'93because you\'92re neither.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab }{\plain \fs24 \i\cf2\f1 \'93What?\'94}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 Jean cried. \'93Richards, you\'92re really losing it. You know damned well I\'92ve \softline
got a rap sheet a mile long. What\'92s wrong with you?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93I\'92m not talking about what you did,\'94 he said. \'93I\'92m talking about who you are. And \softline
you know what? Sitting here with you tonight I see you the way you always were: a \softline
queen; a real class act. Just look at the way you hold that brandy snifter. It\'92s as if \softline
you\'92ve done nothing for years but practice, and this might be the first time you\'92ve ever \softline
had one in your hands.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93It\'92s not,\'94 she sniffed. \'93Besides, Jim is smart and very well-educated. I\'92m an \softline
ignorant slut.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Who can talk with anyone about any subject and in depth,\'94 I interjected. \softline
\'93Lieutenant, how dumb can she be if she can do four years of college work in only a few \softline
months from a standing start? She did, and graduated with highest honors, too.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \ul0 \tab \'93How did you know that?\'94 Jean asked accusingly. \'93Besides... It\'92s just a glorified \softline
community college, anyway.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Lieutenant Richards,\'94 I asked, \'93do you think the University of Illinois at Chicago \softline
is a glorified community college?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93You\'92re not kidding, are you?\'94 he replied. \'93She really did that?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab I just nodded.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Miss Peters, there\'92s something you might like to know. Those girls you helped \'97 \softline
the help you won\'92t even admit you gave \'97 have really worked out. Every one is off the \softline
street and has been ever since you helped them. All of them got some education and got \softline
good jobs. Two of them are married already, and one of them has a baby.\'94 He paused \softline
a moment and added slyly, \'93She named the little girl Jean after you.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Was that Crystal?\'94 Jean exclaimed.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Richards just nodded.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93I\'92m so happy for her!\'94 Jean exclaimed. \'93I was certain that with a little help she \softline
could...\'94 She stopped suddenly as she realized what she had just admitted.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Back to my earlier question,\'94 Richards said with a grin, \'93when are you two getting \softline
married?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93No!\'94 Jean exclaimed, just glaring at him.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Mr. Dawson, you could not possibly do better than Miss Peters. She has absolutely \softline
everything a man could ever want in a wife. And I\'92ll bet she\'92ll be a wonderful mother, \softline
too.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93She already is, Lieutenant,\'94 I replied. Then I told him about Susan and Sandy and \softline
how she had nursed Susie with her blood. \'93Believe me when I tell you that, to those \softline
girls, Jean is their mother \'97 their real mother \'97 and they love her dearly. So as far as \softline
being a mother is concerned, the appropriate tense is present, not future. But your \softline
assessment is certainly accurate.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Thank you,\'94 Richards replied. Then to Jean he said, \'93Incidentally, with respect to \softline
the late unlamented, you did leave him with a souvenir or two...\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Oh?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Yeah. There are a couple of broken bones in his foot and his balls were smashed.\'94 \softline
Then he reached out and took one of Jean\'92s hands in his. He just looked at it carefully \softline
and turned it over. Then he surprised both of us. He reached up and gently squeezed \softline
her upper arm.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93My God! You\'92re all muscle, aren\'92t you?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Jean started to protest but I interrupted, \'93You got that right, Lieutenant. She works \softline
out at least an hour a day, every day.\'94 Then I told him the weight loading she used and \softline
he whistled softly.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93And you know judo, too, don\'92t you?\'94 he asked her with his eyes boring into hers.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \ul0 \tab \'93A little,\'94 she conceded.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93You could easily have put that clown away, couldn\'92t you?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Again Jean just shrugged. Then she admitted, \'93When you\'92re on the street, it\'92s not \softline
the safest place in the world...\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93But if you\'92re already selling it...?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Jack...\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93How did you know my name?\'94 Richards interrupted.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93I make it a point to learn the names of all my arresting officers,\'94 she replied with \softline
a wry grin.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Then she continued, \'93Jack, do you know what the rape of a prostitute is?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Tell me.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93That\'92s when she goes into her bank to make a cash deposit and learns that a $50-bill she\'92s depositing is counterfeit. That\'92s rape.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Jean giggled and Richards laughed loudly. \'93Miss Peters...\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Could we can the \'91Miss Peters\'92 shit please, Jack? You know what I am. We both \softline
do.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Yes, I do know what you are, Miss Peters. You are a brilliant, beautiful, classy \softline
woman who is finally where she was always destined to be. You\'92re on the arm of a very \softline
fine guy... Are those jewels a gift from him, by the way? My bet is they are.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93He gave them to me tonight,\'94 she replied softly. \'93I can\'92t tell you how thrilled I was \softline
to get them. And the girls went absolutely wild, too.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93I\'92ve worked Robbery, too,\'94 Richards continued, \'93and learned something about \softline
jewelry in the process. Those pieces are all real and are probably in the $50,000 range. \softline
So what else do we know? You\'92re on the arm of a very good looking guy who\'92s loaded \softline
and who loves you very much. Now, Miss Peters, what more could you possibly want in \softline
a husband?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Nothing,\'94 she replied in a dead tone of voice. \'93The problem isn\'92t Jim, it\'92s me.\'94 Her \softline
eyes blazed as she added, \'93And you know it all, and in detail! What more do I have to \softline
say? How many more times do I have to advertise to the world that I\'92m a whore and a \softline
slut?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Richards rose to go. \'93Miss Peters, I pray you learn the truth about yourself before \softline
you wreck a whole bunch of lives.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Bunch of lives?\'94 Jean asked, obviously startled by his statement. \'93What\'92s that \softline
mean?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93That means a bunch,\'94 Richards replied. \'93Yours, Mr. Dawson\'92s, and those two girls \softline
who love you so much.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Jean just sat there stunned as Richards went toward the door. My God! I thought. \softline
He just might have reached her.
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{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab It was shortly after midnight when we returned home. Jean had been quiet on the \softline
ride back and I left it that way hoping she would be pondering Richard\'92s parting words. \softline
The house was dark when we came in.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Just look!\'94 Jean exclaimed, looking around the kitchen.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93At what?\'94 I replied, baffled as usual.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93It\'92s perfect! It\'92s spotless.\'94 Then she led the way into our apartment. \'93They \softline
didn\'92t!\'94 she exclaimed.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Didn\'92t what?\'94 I responded, demonstrating my great acuity and intelligence.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93The girls!\'94 she exclaimed. \'93They must have spent the whole night cleaning. The \softline
place just shines.\'94 Looking down she added, \'93My lord! They even washed and waxed \softline
the floor!\'94 Looking up at me she said, \'93Oh, Jim! They\'92re such loves. But why did they \softline
do it, do you suppose?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93To show their mother in a very small way how much they love her and how impor-
tant she is to them.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Jean appeared startled at my response. I just let it sink in.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab She led the way into the bedroom, opening the door with care to avoid awakening \softline
the girls. As it cracked open, light came from the room indicating a light was on even \softline
though there was no sound.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Jim! Just look!\'94 she whispered.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab There were the two girls in bed. Susie\'92s head was resting on Sandy\'92s shoulder while \softline
Sandy\'92s right arm was around Susie while she held a book in both hands.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Darling, they\'92re so utterly beautiful. And so sweet! Sandy was reading Susie a \softline
story and they both fell asleep. They\'92re adorable!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Even though Jean was being very quiet, it was apparent that Sandy had tuned her \softline
ear to listen for us returning home. \'93How was it?\'94 she asked. \'93Did you have a good \softline
time?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab At her first words, Susie\'92s eyes popped open, too, and she stretched. It was then I \softline
realized that the girls were like Jean in another way: They awakened instantly. There \softline
was never any intermediate fuzziness or fumbling around.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Your mother learned what a perfect wife and mother she is,\'94 I replied, \'93so I guess \softline
it was a great evening.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Perfect?\'94 Jean interjected disdainfully. \'93Not hardly!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Yes, perfect!\'94 Sandy insisted. \'93And it\'92s about time you started to get that mes-
sage.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Turning to me she said, \'93Susie and I were talking about how lucky we are.\'94 To Jean \softline
she asked, \'93Did you like the kitchen, Mommy?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \ul0 \tab \'93Oh, sweetie!\'94 Jean exclaimed. \'93I was overwhelmed! Here your father and I are out \softline
dining up a storm and what are our daughters doing? Cleaning, scrubbing, waxing... \softline
The place is immaculate. I just can\'92t thank you enough... But I\'92m really embarrassed. \softline
Why did you do it, though?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab The girls utterly glowed with happiness at their mother\'92s praise.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93We did it, Mommy,\'94 Susie replied, \'93because there are so few things we can do for \softline
you. You do everything for us... like these collars, for instance.\'94 She paused and shook \softline
her head. \'93I\'92m not saying this right. Mommy, it\'92s not the gold or the value \'97 of course \softline
this will be my most treasured jewelry forever and ever \'97 it\'92s what you said. And it \softline
would have had the same meaning if you\'92d engraved a flattened tin can. It says you love \softline
us with all your heart... And Mommy, in you that\'92s an awful lot of love!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93But what did you mean by being lucky?\'94 I asked referring back to Sandy\'92s original \softline
comment.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab By now the girls were out from under the covers and were kneeling side by side at \softline
the end of the bed with their backs up straight and their weight back on their heels.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93We compared notes,\'94 Sandy replied, \'93and we\'92re the only kids we know who have \softline
real parents...\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab }{\plain \fs24 \i\cf2\f1 \'93What?\'94 }{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 Jean exclaimed. \'93What does that mean? Surely you\'92re not saying that the \softline
other parents aren\'92t married, are you?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Of course not! I guess it started with that \'91displaced homemaker\'92 bullshit from the \softline
1970s... Oops!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab The girl blushed as Jean raised an eyebrow and glared at her.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93I apologize for my language, Mother. It isn\'92t ladylike, and I know it.\'94 She glared \softline
back at Jean then and added, \'93But the words are true, nonetheless.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Jean just smiled and slowly shook her head.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93What I mean is that we have real honest-to-God parents. You know everything we \softline
do; the other parents sure don\'92t. The father\'92s totally wrapped up in his work, and if he\'92s \softline
not doing that, he\'92s at the country club. The mother either has a full-time job or else \softline
she\'92s full-time \'91doing good\'92. You know, all those alphabet-soup agencies designed to help \softline
somebody with something... preferably backed with federal dollars.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93The parents are never home. Look at those Columbine killings: Both the killers \softline
came from intact families with both parents in the home. At least they lived in the same \softline
house. But none of the four had the first foggy clue what their boys were doing. They \softline
never even bothered to go into their rooms. It would have imposed on their privacy or \softline
some such bull... nonsense.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab This time Jean was unable to control a giggle and while she shook her head in \softline
feigned exasperation, her eyes were dancing with glee. She looked so damned cute!
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93But you two... You know everything about us and really care about us.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \ul0 \tab At that Sandy twisted around and picked up the book she had fallen asleep reading. \softline
She took out a bookmark and handed it to me.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93This is lovely, Sandy,\'94 I commented. It was a lovely cloth bookmark that had been \softline
stitched together with a couple of pieces of fabric with lace sandwiched between. Then \softline
tiny animals had been embroidered down the length of it. \'93Did you make it yourself?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Of course not, Dad. Mommy did. The last time I put this book down I took a piece \softline
of scrap paper to mark my place. When I picked it up again, this marked the place. Why \softline
did she do it? She never mentioned it, either. It was just there. She did it because she \softline
thought I would like it. It was a chance to show me that she loves me... She\'92s just so \softline
incredibly neat...\'94 At that the girl started to dissolve in tears.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Instantly Jean was on the bed beside her just holding her tight. Sandy quickly \softline
regained control and Jean asked, \'93Why the tears, sweetie? A dumb little bookmark \softline
certainly isn\'92t anything to cry about.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Mommy, I love you so darned much it hurts sometimes.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab To me she said, \'93But Dad, there\'92s so much more. There\'92s one thing about Mom: she \softline
teases us constantly and unmercifully. But it\'92s always fun teasing...\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93What\'92s fun teasing?\'94 I interrupted.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93It\'92s any teasing that isn\'92t hurtful,\'94 she replied. \'93For example, Mom never teases \softline
us about anything we\'92re uncertain about or upset about. Never! Invariably, it will be \softline
something that makes us giggle...
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Dad, since you bought those jewels Mommy\'92s wearing, you must have followed us, \softline
at least for a little bit. What did you see and hear?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93I saw three golden heads of hair. It\'92s hair of a color that\'92s seldom ever seen, and \softline
three heads together could only be the three of you. And before I could get a good look, \softline
I heard the most lovely musical giggles... from all of you. So...\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93That\'92s exactly what I mean,\'94 Sandy continued. \'93Everyone was teasing everyone \softline
else. It was just so neat. And we were having such fun, too.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Do you know what hurtful teasing is?\'94 she asked.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93I don\'92t really know, but I can guess.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93I\'92ll give you an illustration,\'94 Sandy said, \'93and it involves hurtfully teasing Mommy. \softline
She was working on menus \'97 things to serve to you. She asked us if we thought you \softline
would like this or that. Well, we really gave her a hard time. We were driving her \softline
absolutely nuts. Then we realized that where your likes and dislikes are concerned, \softline
Mommy is never very confident. So what were we doing? Just adding to her uncertainty. And it was a very mean thing for us to do.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93By the way, Dad, what do you think of Mom\'92s cooking?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Utterly spectacular, is what I think.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \ul0 \tab Both girls nodded at my comment, and Susie continued, \'93Dad, there\'92s one thing... \softline
Please... Please, never ever tease Mom about something you would like. If you told her \softline
you wanted her tit for breakfast, she would cut it off in the blink of an eye. And you \softline
know what her only concern would be?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab I was utterly stunned. All I could do was to slowly shake my head.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Her concern would be whether she could retain consciousness long enough to \softline
prepare it perfectly for you. She would be standing there saut\'e9ing a tit while she\'92s bleed-
ing to death.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93My God!\'94 I whispered.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Mom\'92s love for you is beyond understanding,\'94 Sandy said. \'93But you know what? \softline
In this family, Dad, you provide the power and Mom controls the rudder. She steers the \softline
ship. It\'92s just so utterly great. And the time she spends with us...\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab She grinned and continued, \'93When I go out on a date \'97 if that ever happens \'97 you \softline
can bet your last dime that Mom will know absolutely everything there is to know about \softline
the guy.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93And you know something else? She\'92ll counsel with me \'97 and I mean }{\plain \fs24 \i\cf2\f1 with}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 me; no \softline
lectures \'97 on kissing, letting him feel me up and all that good stuff. Dad, she\'92s perfect.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Hah!\'94 Jean said laughing derisively. \'93Perfect... Sure. A perfect slut.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93No,\'94 Susie said softly, \'93a perfect woman, a perfect mother... and a perfect wife!\'94 \softline
Then to me she said, \'93Dad, take off Mom\'92s dress, please.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab I turned and used my new-found skill: undressing a woman. I unhooked the back \softline
and slipped the zipper down. But with Jean in my arms, I just couldn\'92t resist. I melted \softline
my lips to hers while I squeezed her buns hard with both hands.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab My lips muffled her moan as she ground her pelvis into mine. What a woman!
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab I stepped back, and she stepped out of her dress. Susie was standing there to take \softline
it and carefully hang it up. These girls are just too damned much.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab I stepped back to get a good look. Now Jean was standing there wearing her jewels, \softline
a luscious white lace bikini and her white pumps. Utterly gorgeous.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Jean moved to slide her bikini off but Sandy stopped her. \'93Don\'92t, Mom! Keep your \softline
bikini on.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93What for?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Susie and I love to watch it get soaking wet. And when you\'92re this close to Dad, it \softline
always does,\'94 she said with a lovely giggle.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Jean took her hands away from her bikini while at the same time sticking out the \softline
tip of her lovely pink tongue. Obviously, that was an example of the fun teasing we had \softline
been talking about.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Then I had an idea. \'93Girls, stand beside your mother, please.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \ul0 \tab The two jumped up and stood flanking their mother. I stepped back and softly \softline
whistled. They were as identical \'97 except for their ages \'97 as they possibly could be.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Sandy, grip your mother\'92s right hand with yours like you\'92re shaking hands.\'94 The \softline
girl looked puzzled but did as I asked.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab I took the joined hands in mine and turned them over. It looked like a person \softline
shaking hands with herself. They were absolutely identical. Looking down, while I \softline
couldn\'92t be sure \'97 Sandy\'92s feet were bare while Jean was still wearing her pumps \'97 it \softline
appeared that their feet were the same, too.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Put on the shoes your mother\'92s wearing,\'94 I said.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab All three looked at me strangely, but I think I was seeing a hint of fear in Jean\'92s \softline
eyes. But she kicked off her shoes and Sandy slipped them on. As I expected, they fit \softline
perfectly. And for her part, Sandy looked delighted. Wearing the heels and with her \softline
mother now barefoot, Sandy was taller.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab It had all come together... finally.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Where were you raised, Jean?\'94 I asked softly. \'93Where were you when you were 12 \softline
years old?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Her face crumpled and tears began to stream from her eyes. \'93I don\'92t know,\'94 she said \softline
brokenly. Then she tried to look at me through her tears and added, \'93The earliest thing \softline
I remember was being in an institution when I was 14. There\'92s nothing before that.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Now she really began to cry, so I took her in my arms and just held her tightly. It \softline
seemed to be the right thing to do. She cried on my shoulder, but then regained control.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Easing away just enough to be able to look at her I said, \'93You\'92re probably their older \softline
sister, aren\'92t you?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93I think so,\'94 she murmured.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Do you have all the same powers they do?\'94 I asked.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Not quite,\'94 she replied with a quirky little grin. \'93I think I must have been a \softline
prototype; they\'92re production units.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab The girls giggled at Jean\'92s response. Looking at them, they appeared to be sur-prised \softline
but not very much.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93My hearing doesn\'92t have the range theirs does,\'94 she continued, \'93and I don\'92t have \softline
the automatic conversation tracking function, either.\'94 Then she grinned with real \softline
humor this time and said, \'93Why in hell didn\'92t they update all of my software? All they \softline
did was update the dumb hair-control thing.\'94 Now that the original surprise and dismay \softline
were behind and with her eyes dancing she added, \'93And I don\'92t even have that \softline
recording/indexing/play-back function, either. Just the dumb hair.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Looking at me she asked softly, \'93Jim, how did you know?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Sweetie, how could I }{\plain \fs24 \i\cf2\f1 not}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 know? The three of you are as alike as peas in a pod. And \softline
besides,\'94 I added with a smirk, \'93you all have that unique charity gene...\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \ul0 \tab \'93The }{\plain \fs24 \i\cf2\f1 what?\'94 }{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 the three exclaimed in unison.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93The charity gene,\'94 I repeated, pretending that its existence and definition should \softline
be obvious to anyone. But then I stopped teasing. \'93Darling, all three of you have a \softline
genetic need to help people. Take yourself: You spent time in jail because you gave away \softline
all your money so other girls could be released. And not just once! Six times.\'94 I then \softline
explained to the girls what their mother had done.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Is that all? Hell, no. You insisted that Susie bite off your nipple so you could nurse \softline
her with your blood. You could have been maimed for life and you knew it, but that \softline
didn\'92t cause you even to hesitate.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Turning to the girls I continued, \'93You, Sandy, branded yourself for life and submit-
ted to abhorrent acts to try to spare your baby sister. And you, Susie, branded yourself, \softline
too, to try to reduce your sister\'92s suffering.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Then I started to cry. \'93What have I done to be able to associate with three women \softline
as wonderful as you three?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab This time Jean took me in her arms, and melted her lips to mine in a warm and \softline
loving kiss. When she eased away she said softly, \'93I love you, James Dawson. I love you \softline
with all my heart.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Will you marry me, Jean? I love you more than life itself!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Good heavens! How did those words ever come out? But they were absolutely true, \softline
I realized, after I had spoken them.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93I can\'92t!\'94 she wailed, then really started to bawl. But at the same time, she managed \softline
to gasp out between sobs, \'93We\'92ve been all over that...\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab When she finally regained control she added, \'93Besides, how could you possibly know? \softline
You\'92ve never even dated another woman! And it\'92s my job to see that you do.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93She\'92s right, Dad,\'94 Sandy interjected, taking me by surprise. \'93You really do need \softline
to get out more.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93They\'92re right,\'94 Susie chimed in.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Jean still had her arms around my neck and looked utterly beautiful in spite of (be-
cause of?) her tears. \'93Fuck me, Jim!\'94 she said softly. \'93Damn it! Fuck my ass off!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93No,\'94 I said quietly.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Jean was utterly stunned. \'93What did you say?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93I said no.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab For the lovely girl, that was the last straw. She just dissolved in tears.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Holding her in my arms I said softly in her ear, \'93I\'92ll make love to you, though. In \softline
fact, I really need to make love to you, Jean.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93But...\'94 Jean protested.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Now the girls\'92 remarkable hearing came into play. Even though I had been whis-
pering, they heard every word.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \ul0 \tab \'93He\'92s right, you know, Mom,\'94 Susie said softly. \'93Dad\'92s never fucked you. Never \softline
ever.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Looking over Jean\'92s shoulder I could see the girl with the warmest, most winsome \softline
smile I have ever seen on her face as she continued thoughtfully, \'93I guess really it ranges \softline
from just making love to worshiping your body.\'94 Then her smile changed to a grin as \softline
she added, \'93What do you want tonight, Mom? Loving or worshiping?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93I want that marvelously talented cock in my sopping wet cunt any way he wants to \softline
do it. Then maybe in my ass, and then in my mouth... After that, I\'92ll think of opening \softline
a few more holes in my body for him to use to enter me.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93You see what we mean, Dad?\'94 Sandy said. \'93She would do it, too. She would open \softline
another hole or two for you to stick your cock in. Particularly the way she feels tonight.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab The three of them stripped off my clothes in no time flat. Then I saw Susie not only \softline
hanging my jacket and slacks, but carefully brushing them first.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Mother!\'94 Sandy exclaimed, barely able to contain a grin. \'93Aren\'92t you toilet-trained \softline
}{\plain \fs24 \i\cf2\f1 yet?\'94}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab I remembered her earlier words when she asked Jean to keep her bikini on. Its \softline
crotch was now so wet she was dripping on the floor.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Shut up, little girl!\'94 Jean retorted. \'93Or I\'92ll spank the hell out of you!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Honest!\'94 Sandy exclaimed with her eyes wide. \'93Neato! I haven\'92t had a really good \softline
cum in a long time.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab At that Jean just grinned wryly and stuck out the tip of her tongue. When she slip-
ped off her bikini, she gave it to Susie to take it into the bathroom so she could wring it \softline
out. Then she laid down on the bed with her head resting on two pillows.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab How can I describe it? She was a vision! Naked except for her jewels, she had her \softline
knees up and spread wide opening her labia. Her clit was erect, out of its hood and \softline
already vibrating in its arousal.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Let\'92s see...\'94 I murmured. \'93Step one is to try to get the woman warmed up a \softline
little...\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Would you just cut the shit and shove that gorgeous cock up my dirty cunt? }{\plain \fs24 \i\cf2\f1 Now!\'94}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \softline
she nearly screamed.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab While I moved to comply, Sandy exclaimed, \'93Mother! Such language! And in the \softline
presence of innocent young girls, too...\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Who? Where?\'94 Jean replied, again sticking out her tongue.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab I slid my cock into the mouth of her vagina and then began working it deeper. Look-
ing up, I saw that Sandy had melted her mouth to Jean\'92s while Susie was working on her \softline
tits. She was licking and nibbling on one while caressing and teasing the other with her \softline
fingertips.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93So good!\'94 Jean moaned, stretching out the words.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \ul0 \tab Deeper and deeper I went after lifting her legs up to my shoulders and then leaning \softline
forward, raising her hips up from the bed. Now I could drive all the way to my root, and \softline
did. Reaching down, I pinched her clit instantly triggering her first very powerful \softline
orgasm. Then I started taking long strokes, feeling her cunt clinging to my cock as it \softline
withdrew and seeming to open wider on the downstroke. It was as if her cunt didn\'92t \softline
want my cock ever to leave.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Beyond that, though, there was her incredible internal muscle control. In addition \softline
to everything else, there was that marvelous rhythmic squeezing.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Now Sandy had moved downward and had Jean\'92s right tit in her mouth while Susie \softline
concentrated on the left. Among the three of us, we were driving Jean berserk. She \softline
screamed in ecstasy as her orgasms swept over her faster and faster and with increasing \softline
power. With her whole body in spasm it was easy to see her incredible muscle \softline
development as muscles contracted that normally were invisible under her satin skin.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab When I saw Jean fighting to breathe I eased up and signaled the girls to ease up, too. \softline
When her breathing was more normal, we began again. And again. And yet again.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab While she had been screaming, \'93Fuck me!\'94 at the beginning, now there were only \softline
utterly inchoate sounds. I couldn\'92t hold out any longer. Giving her clit a hard pinch, I \softline
unloaded deep in her cunt. She let out an ear-piercing shriek and collapsed. I did, too.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab The girls rolled me off Jean and instantly Sandy took my cock in her mouth and \softline
began to lick it clean while her sister used her talented mouth on Jean, licking and \softline
sucking as much of our mixed cuming as she could get.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Finally Jean recovered consciousness. I was utterly astounded at what came next. \softline
\'93That was fun!\'94 she said in her normal tone of voice. \'93Now it\'92s time for part two...\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab With that she got up on her knees and with her shoulders on the bed, reached behind \softline
and spread her buns wide, exposing her tiny amber hole. \'93Now fuck the nice lady\'92s ass,\'94 \softline
she said, her voice muffled by the sheets. \'93Now!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab In response to Sandy\'92s incredibly talented mouth and tongue, I was hard again. This \softline
time she left a lot of her saliva on my cock and positioned it at her mother\'92s asshole. \softline
That was all Jean needed. I was just kneeling there, wondering whether to do what she \softline
had asked when the decision was taken out of my hands. She shoved backward as hard \softline
as she could impaling her ass on my cock.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab At the same time, Susan had scrambled under her mother\'92s raised hips and posi-
tioned her mouth to work on her dripping cunt. In no time I was driving full length into \softline
Jean\'92s luscious ass. Periodically, when I was in her full length, I would spank her \softline
bottom hard. Invariably, this triggered an instant orgasm along with a little wiggle of \softline
her impaled ass showing how much she liked it. Utterly unreal.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Then I had another idea. Reaching down and under, I grasped her tits and used \softline
them to move her back and forth on my cock, as well as periodically pinching her \softline
vibrating nipples.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \ul0 \tab For her part, Sandy had positioned her head under Jean\'92s to be able to kiss her \softline
mother and caress anything in reach.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab When I could hold back no longer, I gave a bun a hard spank and shot quarts of cum \softline
deep into Jean\'92s bowels. She screamed like a banshee as it triggered a mammoth orgasm \softline
of her own. She collapsed on the bed and I collapsed on top of her. In spite of our \softline
exhaustion, she giggled and I chuckled as little Susie wriggled to get out from under both \softline
of us. That girl is incredible!
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab My erection subsided and I eased out of Jean\'92s ass, then just rolled over on the bed. \softline
This was all Jean needed. In an instant, she was on my cock with her mouth cleaning \softline
it off.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93What are you doing?\'94 I exclaimed. \'93It\'92s filthy!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93But it\'92s all mine, so what\'92s the problem?\'94 she replied with total unconcern. She \softline
returned to her work.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Meantime, Sandy had moved behind Jean who was kneeling above me. Spreading \softline
her asscheeks, she proceeded to lick all around her mother\'92s still-stretched anal ring, and \softline
drove her tongue as deep into Jean\'92s bowels as she could.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab After licking my cock completely clean, Jean used her golden hair to dry it. Unbe-
liev-able! But was that all? Oh, no.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab She just knelt there looking at my now semi-erect cock while she ever so gently \softline
fondled my balls in their sac. She began her assault on my manhood by licking it, kissing \softline
it and very tenderly stroking it. I had never felt anything so good.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab While she worked on me, it was Sandy\'92s turn to work on her. The girl fastened her \softline
lips to Jean\'92s luscious cunt and began to lick, suck and nibble, driving the woman wild. \softline
But remarkably, in spite of my prior exercise, my cock responded to her talented lips and \softline
tongue.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab I was hard and getting harder. My cock seemed to be swelling, too, in both length \softline
and girth. In spite of its size, though, Jean was deep-throating me and it felt incredibly \softline
good. While Sandy was occupied with her mother\'92s cunt, Susie was kneeling beside us \softline
studying her mother\'92s technique. (I guess that is what the educators call a meaningful \softline
learning experience.)
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab The experience continued. Only then did I realize Jean wasn\'92t giving head, she was \softline
worshiping my cock! She savored it, drew it out, kissed the tip and swallowed it again. \softline
Her tongue was licking the underside and it felt exquisite.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Soon my cock had grown so large I thought it would explode. Yet she managed to \softline
change tempo causing my urge to cum to recede.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab I guess I had begun to moan, but finally I screamed, \'93Let me cum!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Jean just drew my cock from her mouth and admired it like a little girl with a \softline
lollipop, tilting her head from side to side in her inspection. \'93Be patient,\'94 she said \softline
nonchalantly and resumed her task.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \ul0 \tab At the same time I could feel her slender fingers caressing my sac. I guess she was \softline
estimating how much more cum it could hold before exploding.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Finally, even her skill was no longer enough. Just as I was about to explode in her \softline
throat, she drew my cock out until only its tip was in her mouth. I came. God, did I \softline
cum! Sucking as hard as she could, she swallowed quickly so as not to lose any. Finally, \softline
it was over and I just collapsed on my back.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab For her part, though, she daintily wiped some cum off her cheek and licked it off her \softline
finger. She moved on the bed until her face was above mine, then gave me the gentlest, \softline
most loving kiss I could ever remember.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Thank you, darling, for that luscious cum,\'94 she whispered with her eyes dancing. \softline
\'93And it was so wonderfully fresh, too!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Recovering slightly, I pulled her down and she positioned her body on mine. I kissed \softline
her again and that\'92s all I remembered.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Incredibly, that wasn\'92t the end of our lovemaking for the night. At least twice more \softline
I awakened, slid my again-erect cock into her love channel and gave her another protein \softline
injection. Each time the girls took turns with one eating out Jean\'92s cunt while the other \softline
cleaned off my poor penis. Then the girls took their positions with Susan beside Jean \softline
and Sandy next to me.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab When she was beside me, the first thing she did was to put my hand over her \softline
budding tit. \'93I can\'92t tell you how wonderful this feels, Daddy!\'94 she whispered. \'93It \softline
makes me feel so snugly and so loved.\'94 When she turned her face toward mine, I melted \softline
my lips to hers and received a kiss just loaded with love. And as a bonus I also tasted my \softline
cum mixed with Jean\'92s luscious syrup.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab I awakened the next morning \'97 somehow \'97 with Jean\'92s hand gently caressing my \softline
cock and balls. To my utter amazement, I was hard again. While our lovemaking the \softline
night before had verged on the frantic, this time it was slow and gentle with Jean doing \softline
most of the work with her incredible muscles.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab After she had cum several times, I let go. While I was flooding her vagina, her pelvis \softline
was in spasm with her own orgasm, but she was holding me tightly crushing her tits with \softline
my chest. When my flow finally stopped, she murmured, \'93My darling, that was the very \softline
best of all! Never in my life have I felt anything so good.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Marry me, Jean,\'94 I replied.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Her eyes filled as she responded, \'93I can\'92t, Jim. You know that. And how can you \softline
know what I\'92m like? You\'92ve nothing to compare me to. You\'92ve never even kissed \softline
another woman in your life!\'94
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{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Later that morning, after our workouts but before breakfast, the girls and I were \softline
beside the pool watching as Jean stroked up and down.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \ul0 \tab \'93Isn\'92t she incredible?\'94 Susie commented. \'93Her stroke is so incredibly smooth! And \softline
she can keep it up all day, too.\'94 (And you know what? I really think she could.)
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab I changed the subject. \'93Why did you kids support your mother about not getting \softline
married? I was surprised.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Because of what she whispered to you this morning,\'94 Sandy replied. \'93You never \softline
have kissed another woman.\'94 Then with a warm smile she added, \'93Of course, you\'92re \softline
absolutely right. There isn\'92t another woman alive who\'92s in her class. She has \softline
everything a guy could possibly want in a wife and so much more! Now all you have to \softline
do is fuck a few other women to convince her that she really is the best.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab The girl shook her head and continued, \'93You know, I really think it\'92s that dumb \softline
\'91charity gene\'92 you talk about, Dad. That, coupled with a major weakness all of us girls \softline
share: we can\'92t be remotely objective about ourselves.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93What\'92s that mean? It means that Mom really thinks she\'92s doing what\'92s best for you \softline
by refusing to marry you and getting out of your life.\'94 The girl paused for a moment and \softline
I could see tears starting to trickle down her cheeks. \'93I don\'92t think she realizes the \softline
damage she\'92s doing to other people \'97 the three of us \'97 but I think she does recognize \softline
how bad it is for herself.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Sandy turned to me and I lifted her off her mat and set her across my lap. Then I \softline
just held her tightly while she continued, \'93I\'92m not really sure Mother could live without \softline
you now, and I mean that literally. You see, Dad, you provide the power; without you, \softline
I\'92m really afraid that Mom would be like a clock left unwound: it \'97 and she \'97 would \softline
just stop.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93You\'92re kidding!\'94 I protested.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Sandy just sadly shook her head.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Daddy, it\'92s really worse than that,\'94 Sandy continued. \'93She\'92s constantly holding \softline
you up as a paragon of everything a man should be.\'94 She snuggled against me and said, \softline
\'93This is a perfect illustration, as a matter of fact. You just knew it would be easier for \softline
me to tell you all of this if you were holding me in your arms, so you picked me up and \softline
here I am.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Mom adores everything about you. I can\'92t tell you how happy you made her by \softline
working out and building up your muscles. She would never say a word, but it just \softline
makes her feel so great she can hardly stand it. I hope you notice how much she loves \softline
to just lie on top of you and move her nipples around on your chest. The friction drives \softline
her nuts, but she loves it.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Then there\'92s your incredible cock! She utterly adores it. She claims her cunt has \softline
taken control of the rest of her body to further its love affair with your cock. \'91He just \softline
stretches my insides to the breaking point,\'92 she says, \'91but there\'92s always a little more \softline
stretch.\'92 Then one day she mentioned to Susie that as good as she is, your cock is so long \softline
and you cum in her in quarts, she always leaves a lot of your glorious cum to slosh \softline
around inside her. \'91I can\'92t tell you how I adore that feeling!\'92 Mom says.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \ul0 \tab \'93But most of all, Dad, there\'92s your sensitivity. Mom claims that you just instinctively know how she wants to be taken \'97 rough, gentle, or points in between \'97 and \softline
that\'92s what you do.\'94 The girl looked up into my eyes and I could see that hers were \softline
glistening with tears. \'93Last night was a perfect illustration of two things: First, the \softline
different \'97 and always perfect \'97 ways you took her; and second, the fact that you never \softline
seem to run out. You\'92re constantly amazing her.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Sandy shook her head and exclaimed, \'93That damned compulsion for perfection! And \softline
our lack of objectivity. Do you remember the first night when Susie made dinner?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93I certainly do,\'94 I responded. \'93It was utterly magnificent. Honestly, Sandy \'97 and \softline
Susie \'97 it was the finest steak I\'92ve ever had in my life. But why do you ask?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Because, Dad, it illustrates our problem \'97 and Mom\'92s. You see, Susie\'92s cooking \softline
standard \'97 at a minimum \'97 is to be better than Mom. And I think you\'92ll agree that\'92s \softline
a hard standard to reach.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Better than your mother?\'94 I asked Susie incredulously.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab The little girl just nodded her head once.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93My God!\'94 I exclaimed, rolling my eyes. \'93I guess it is.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Is that why you were so upset when I teased you about it, sweetie?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Again Susie just nodded her head.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93And in your terms you failed because it wasn\'92t better than your mother\'92s?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Again a single nod.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Good heavens! I thought. I hope to have a life with three of the most beautiful, most \softline
talented and most giving women on the face of the earth. If I could only get Jean off this \softline
\'93unworthy whore\'94 wicket of hers, I\'92d really have it made.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93By the way,\'94 Susan interjected, \'93Mommy didn\'92t really tell you the whole truth \softline
about our peculiar powers.\'94 She paused for a moment and then added, \'93Of course, it\'92s \softline
possible that she doesn\'92t know the full truth herself yet.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab She continued, \'93When she said she got upgraded hair-care power, she wasn\'92t \softline
kidding. The fact is, she was sort of pissed. In the first place, the additional ability or \softline
power or whatever only applies to very elaborate hairdos that Mom can\'92t stand anyway. \softline
Her existing power was more than enough to take care of any style she would care to \softline
wear.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93I guess it must be like upgrading computer software. The more elaborate the \softline
upgrade, the longer it takes. That seems to be the way this is working.\'94 She paused and \softline
interjected, \'93Sandy and I don\'92t know how it works. We don\'92t have the first foggy clue. \softline
But we\'92ve sort of concluded that the transfer happens when we\'92re snuggling and kissing.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Anyway, Mom\'92s already pretty good at the audio tracking and there are signs she\'92s \softline
developing the verbatim recording capability, too.\'94
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{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \ul0 \tab At this point, I\'92m interrupting the narrative to tell a little story about how Susan \softline
generated $100 million in pure profit for Callaway Industries.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab It all started several months later. From out of the blue we received an inquiry from \softline
Castle Corporation about buying one of our plants. The plant in question was a minor \softline
embarrassment to Callaway. Although essentially brand new and fully equipped, it had \softline
never been operated. This in turn goes back to when Doug Mitchell and I first joined the \softline
company.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab The plant had been designed to be the fourth plant producing our most popular \softline
product. However, with de-bottlenecking and process improvements, we found we could \softline
increase the production in the other three by a combined amount substantially greater \softline
than the capacity of the new plant. Unfortunately, we learned all this just as the new \softline
plant was nearing completion. The result was that, although it cost the company $50 \softline
million, it had never been staffed or operated. It just sat there with a maintenance crew, \softline
costing us money. If we were a bank, it would have been a classic \'93non-earning asset.\'94 \softline
Not only was it not generating any revenue, it was costing us money for taxes and \softline
routine maintenance.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab So when we got the inquiry from Castle we were very interested indeed. Then the \softline
question was how to handle the matter. Jack Callaway instantly removed himself from \softline
the picture. Castle wanted to meet with us at their attorney\'92s office, and Jack had found \softline
out painfully some time earlier in his career that the worst possible negotiating position \softline
is to have one side with a decision-maker at the table dealing with a go-between. Jack \softline
could make a decision, but the other guy could not; he had to get explicit clearance at \softline
every step. It\'92s a good way to lose your shirt.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Chuck Mitchell could have gone, but the feeling was that, as executive vice president \softline
(he had just been promoted), he had too much horsepower to handle the sale of a single \softline
plant. (I had been promoted to EVP, too, but the announcement wasn\'92t scheduled to be \softline
made until year-end. So as far as the world knew, I was still a lowly senior vice \softline
president.) All eyes turned to me. Then I had an idea.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab The result was that I appeared at the offices of Castle\'92s lawyers with Susan in my \softline
wake. She was utterly adorable, wearing a blue pinafore in a shade that exactly matched \softline
her eyes along with a white blouse embroidered with tiny golden ducks in a shade that \softline
matched her hair. I gave the attorneys some song and dance about Susan\'92s school being \softline
cancelled and with her mother committed elsewhere I had no choice but to bring her \softline
along.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Sir,\'94 she said to the senior partner, \'93may I please stay? I\'92ll be very good and won\'92t \softline
make a sound. I brought along a coloring book and crayons so as not to disturb anyone.\'94 \softline
As she said it, she batted her long eyelashes and unleashed a smile that would have \softline
melted a plaster saint let alone any male human.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab The partner was not an exception to this rule. Although he clearly didn\'92t like it, he \softline
acquiesced but called in a young secretary, a Miss Johnson, to sit with Susie. Susie \softline
immediately gave the woman her warmest, most loving kiss and took a seat in a leather
chair in the back corner of the room. I almost broke out in laughter when I saw the \softline
glassy look in the young woman\'92s eyes caused by the power of that kiss.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab We got down to business. At the start of the meeting all I had was Castle\'92s \softline
expression of interest; no numbers had been mentioned. Their starting point was $20 \softline
million. Susan gave me an immediate \'93no\'94 signal while carefully coloring in her book. \softline
Before arriving at the office, we had arranged a set of signals between us. At the outset \softline
the system was working perfectly.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab At that point, I got up to go. \'93Obviously, gentlemen, we really have nothing to \softline
discuss.\'94 Then taking the r\'f4le of the instigator of the problem, I apologized. \'93It\'92s really \softline
all my fault. I should have asked for an indication of your purchase-price thinking before \softline
agreeing to meet. I apologize for wasting your time.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab I began to gather up my papers to return them to my attach\'e9 case when the partner \softline
in charge quickly apologized for the \'93misunderstanding\'94. It was their opening number, \softline
but in no way was it Castle\'92s final position. Mollified \'97 or appearing to be \'97 I sat down \softline
again.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Then with her head down, coloring intently, Susan signaled me to stall. She was so \softline
cute! The tip of her little tongue showed at the corner of her mouth \'97 I think she was \softline
overdoing it, bigtime \'97 as she concentrated on coloring between the lines. It was also \softline
amusing to see Miss Johnson apparently enthralled with what my eight-year-old was \softline
doing.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab At any rate, I stalled. Although I had indicated that the Castle offer was unacceptable, I had not mentioned an asking price.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Then they made their big mistake. A secretary came rushing into the room and \softline
whispered to the senior partner. He nodded, she left, and moments later the phone rang \softline
in the corner of the room. When he took it, it was all I could go to control my laughter \softline
as Susie casually glanced at the man and the telephone and then returned to her work \softline
\'97 but only after locking onto the phone conversation.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab As soon as he hung up, Susie signaled me to recess. Glancing at my watch I realized \softline
it was 11:45, so it offered a perfect opportunity.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Subsequent to the phone call, the atmosphere in the conference room seemed to \softline
change. Now I felt a real sense of urgency on the part of the Castle people to get a deal \softline
done.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Nevertheless, at noon I glanced at my watch and said, \'93Gentlemen, I hate to do this \softline
to you, but I must ask that we adjourn for an hour. While I\'92m perfectly willing to go on, \softline
my wife will shoot me if I didn\'92t feed my little girl. My wife is a nut about regular meal \softline
hours for the children, so...\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab With that I arose from my seat and went over to Susan. Very meticulously, she put \softline
all her crayons back in the box and off we went to a nearby coffee shop. After we ordered \softline
\'97 Susan felt so grown up at again being able to order for herself \'97 she told me what she \softline
had learned.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \ul0 \tab \'93Dad!\'94 she exclaimed in a whisper. \'93They\'92ve }{\plain \fs24 \i\cf2\f1 got}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 to do this deal! It turns out that \softline
while we were meeting, there was another negotiation in progress. Castle has just \softline
committed to a massive contract worth over $1 billion to them. But to perform, they \softline
must have your plant and have it right now. There\'92s nothing else comparable available \softline
anywhere, and with contract penalties for late product delivery, they would get killed if \softline
they tried to build a plant themselves from scratch. There\'92s just no time!
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93I ran the penalties against prices, Dad, and it looks like they could afford up to $200 \softline
million for the plant. But that number would be about breakeven, so...\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab I just shook my head in wonder. This little girl was utterly unbelievable. The fact \softline
that she heard both sides of the telephone conversation as clearly as if she had been \softline
listening on an extension was something I had gotten used to. But beyond that, she had \softline
done breakeven calculations on a major industrial facility in her head... while still \softline
carefully coloring in her coloring book.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Sweetie, that was just utterly perfect! Now what can I get for you?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Nothing right now, Daddy, but there\'92s a promise for later...\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93I promise. Now what is it?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93To take my virginity \'97 all of it \'97 on my fourteenth birthday.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab I was surprised, but not stunned for reasons you\'92ll learn. \'93Are you sure, sweetie? \softline
Don\'92t you want to save it for your husband?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Nope,\'94 she replied quickly. \'93I want to be able to train him to be a really great lover, \softline
but to do that I\'92ll need to know a lot more than I know. And besides...\'94 She didn\'92t \softline
bother to mention that it was what her mother had done with me.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab I just let it go. \'93Susan, you are an utter delight! You are really going to be God\'92s gift \softline
to some incredibly lucky young man.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Are you sure I\'92ll ever find him?\'94 she asked with her eyes wide.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93I\'92m sure, sweetie. That seems to be a part of your gene set, too.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Returning to the conference room, I guess I sort of stunned the others. Instead of \softline
taking my seat, I began to gather my papers. \'93Gentlemen, I really do apologize. Our \softline
plant is no longer for sale.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab There were nothing but expressions of stunned amazement around the table.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Wha... What happened?\'94 the lead negotiator stammered.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93At lunch I got a call from headquarters. It seems we\'92ve just developed a new \softline
product that will fit perfectly in our facility, so that\'92s what we\'92re going to do. I apologize \softline
for having wasted your time.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Have you ever seen a group of guys staring at losses in the hundreds of millions of \softline
dollars? That\'92s what I was seeing.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Is there nothing we can do?\'94 the man said. He was on the verge of admitting that \softline
they had to have that plant.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \ul0 \tab \'93Well...\'94 I drawled, \'93there\'92s something, but it\'92s so over the top I don\'92t think it\'92s even \softline
worth mentioning...\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Grasping for even the weakest straw he said, \'93Please tell us. We\'92re not ready to \softline
dismiss anything.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Okay, you asked for it. You can have the plant for $200 million.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab The gasps of utter shock around the table were audible.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93I\'92m sorry,\'94 I said, \'93but I told you it was over the top.\'94 Then trying to sound as \softline
reasonable as possible I added, \'93That\'92s so typical of Jack Callaway, too. He\'92s like Bank \softline
of America\'92s founder, A. P. Gianini: he hates to ever say no. So instead, he\'92ll make an \softline
offer that the other guy can\'92t afford to accept. So anyway, the price is $200 million.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Looking gray, the lead negotiator made a call. Again Susie glanced in his direction, \softline
locking in on the call. When he hung up she signaled success.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Finally, I settled on $170 million telling the others that I thought I could sell the idea \softline
to Jack. After all, ours was a new product and we did have some time, so our building \softline
a new plant wasn\'92t completely out of the question. For my part, I thought that that \softline
price would give us a profit of at least $100 million clear after all the property taxes we \softline
had paid and the maintenance expenses we had incurred, while still leaving Castle with \softline
some profit on its wondrous new contract.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab That was the final deal we shook on and I signed on behalf of Callaway Industries. \softline
It was only after the agreement was finished and the Castle people had signed that I \softline
produced a duly notarized letter giving me full powers to close the deal for Callaway. \softline
That took them aback, too. They hadn\'92t realized that they had, in effect, been \softline
negotiating with a principal. But no matter.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab As we prepared to leave, Miss Johnson said, \'93Mr. Dawson, I have to say that you\'92re \softline
the luckiest father alive! I didn\'92t think God was still making children as beautiful and \softline
as perfect as your daughter. She is }{\plain \fs24 \i\cf2\f1 so good!\'94 }{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 With that she turned to Susie and asked, \softline
\'93Could I have another kiss?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Thank you, Miss Johnson,\'94 Susan replied with her warmest smile. \'93And thank you \softline
for keeping me company all day.\'94 With that she extended her arms and wrapped them \softline
around the girl\'92s neck. Then she melted her lips to the girl\'92s and really let go.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab The girl slowly sank down on a chair with Susie on her lap. Susan didn\'92t let up; she \softline
was really showing off. Suddenly the girl just went limp and Susie held her head to keep \softline
it from hitting something. The fact was that even with the difference in size \'97 Susan \softline
was still not even five feet tall \'97 she could easily have lifted the woman up in her arms. \softline
Like her mother, she was very strong and for the same reason: the daily workouts.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Slowly the girl regained consciousness. Finally she murmured, \'93My God! This girl \softline
is unbelievable!\'94 Then her eyes widened.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Susan had gotten off her lap and a wet stain was visibly spreading on her skirt where \softline
it had been close to her crotch.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \ul0 \tab \'93Don\'92t worry about it,\'94 I whispered. \'93I\'92m sure no one noticed your orgasm.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab The girl\'92s eyes widened in shock on hearing my words, but then she just grinned and \softline
said, \'93I sure hope not. But I\'92ll have to be careful for the rest of the day...\'94 Glancing at \softline
her watch she saw that it was almost 5:00, and continued, \'93... which fortunately is only \softline
a few minutes away.\'94 Looking up at me she shook her head and said, \'93That was an all-time first. Never did I think I could get off kissing a little girl. But the power in her kiss \softline
is not to be believed.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Then to Susie she said, \'93And you had better be careful with the boys when you get \softline
older. Try that with a guy who\'92s driving when you\'92re on a date and you\'92re going to end \softline
up around a tree! Girl, you\'92re dangerous!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93I am?\'94 Susie exclaimed. \'93How neat!\'94 Then she gave Miss Johnson another very \softline
sweet \'97 and modulated \'97 kiss that left her only light-headed.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab The two of us returned to headquarters where we found Chuck Mitchell with Jack \softline
Callaway.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93How did you do?\'94 Jack asked. \'93Did you sell it?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Yeah.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Get a good price?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93That\'92s for you to decide.\'94 With that I put a cashier\'92s check on his desk in the \softline
amount of $100 million.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Jack looked at it and his eyes popped. \'93My God! You sold that white elephant for \softline
$100 million?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93No, boss. That\'92s only the down payment. The full price is $170 million. We get the \softline
balance in cash at closing.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Jack leaned back in his chair and rolled his eyes, while Chuck sank into a chair in \softline
a state of shock. Finally Jack asked, \'93How in hell did you manage that? The damned \softline
thing only cost us fifty.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93I didn\'92t. Susie did,\'94 I replied. Then I related what Susie had heard and how she \softline
had calculated Castle\'92s breakeven in her head. \'93I decided to leave them $30 million, \softline
boss,\'94 I concluded. \'93I hope you don\'92t mind.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab By this time both men were howling with laughter. Finally Jack regained control \softline
enough to say, \'93No, I don\'92t mind. I\'92ll never mind when we sell a facility we can\'92t use for \softline
340% of our cost.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Then he asked Susan, \'93Could I see what you colored? Did you bring your coloring \softline
book up with you?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab She had, and she showed him the pictures she had colored that day.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Could I have a picture?\'94 he asked.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \ul0 \tab \'93Well...\'94 she replied thoughtfully, \'93it would mean cutting a page out of the book. I \softline
just don\'92t know...\'94 But then she added with her wonderfully warm smile, \'93But for you, \softline
Uncle Jack, anything! Yes, you may have a picture.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab With that Jack took a razor blade from his drawer and very carefully cut out a page \softline
that he particularly liked. Then looking at Susie he said, \'93Do you realize what this \softline
means, young lady?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Susie just shook her head.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93This picture is worth at least $150 million! No artist who has ever lived has had a \softline
painting worth so much. Now how does that make you feel?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Susie just grinned and giggled. Then she said, \'93I was so happy to be able to help, \softline
Uncle Jack. You and Aunt Kate freed us from slavery. Beyond that, though, you \softline
adopted us as your daughters and made us very rich girls. I can\'92t tell you how wonderful \softline
it makes me feel to be able to do something for you for a change.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab The upshot was that Jack promised Susie a lifetime supply of coloring books and \softline
crayons, and then ordered me to take Susie out to wherever she wanted to go and to do \softline
whatever she wanted. It was a company expense, of course.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Incidentally, that crayon-colored page is now framed and hanging on the wall in \softline
Jack\'92s office with a little brass plaque labeling it \'93The $100 million picture.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Susan opted for a movie followed by dinner at Mama Louisa\'92s.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Once in the theater, she insisted on sitting across my lap for the entire picture. \softline
Periodically, she would melt her lips to mine in a loving kiss. At one point, I really \softline
unloaded on her and put her out.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab When she regained consciousness, she whispered, \'93Daddy, you\'92re not fair. Your \softline
kisses are just so powerful!\'94 Then she paused, thought for a few moments and then \softline
continued, \'93You know, you and Mom are deadly. Both of you. What you gave me is only \softline
a fraction of what you give her. The power you unleash would kill anyone else alive. But \softline
you two? You seem to thrive on it. You do, don\'92t you?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93I sure do. But why are you sitting on my lap? And you\'92re not paying any attention \softline
to the movie at all.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93I\'92m sitting on that telephone pole you have between your legs and dreaming of the \softline
day when it\'92s stretching my insides,\'94 she whispered.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Then she changed the subject. \'93You know, that\'92s what it\'92s like for Mommy, too, sort \softline
of.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93What does that mean?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Daddy, it\'92s your lovemaking at night and first thing in the morning. Mommy says \softline
that the memory of the first lovemaking gets her through the morning, and the \softline
anticipation of your nightly fucking gets her through the rest of the day.\'94 She grinned \softline
and added, \'93Of course, often that anticipation gets a little out of control so you have to \softline
fuck her before dinner, too...\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \ul0 \tab I just held her and kissed her warmly.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab But you know something? I think she was right.
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{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab The first expedition to find Jim Dawson a willing lady to fuck ended in failure. And \softline
it was all Jean\'92s fault, too.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab She had scouted around and had picked a particular cocktail lounge as our first \softline
target. And like a general planning an assault, she covered all the bases. She had even \softline
made arrangements to have one of the company\'92s limousines waiting for her out front, \softline
assuming I would be driving a young lady back to her place of residence with the \softline
objective of getting in her pants.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab That\'92s the way it worked out in the end, but it wasn\'92t the way it began. Initially, she \softline
had called the office\'92s transportation department to find out what limousine or taxi \softline
service they might recommend. When the dispatcher learned that Jean wanted it for \softline
herself, he asked her to wait a moment.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab She could hear communication on a cell phone, but couldn\'92t quite pick it up. A \softline
moment later the dispatcher was back. \'93Miss Peters, Arthur Fleming will have the gray \softline
Rolls waiting for you, if that\'92s all right with you. It should be good enough.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Are you kidding? }{\plain \fs24 \i\cf2\f1 Good enough?}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 Good grief!\'94 Jean exclaimed. But after thinking \softline
for a moment she said, \'93I really appreciate Mr. Fleming\'92s offer, but it\'92s after hours and \softline
he should be getting home. Besides, there\'92s the overtime pay...\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Oh, no!\'94 the dispatcher interrupted. \'93Art\'92s doing it strictly on his own time.\'94 With \softline
a laugh he added, \'93He even offered to pay for the gas himself, but I told him that was \softline
overdoing it, bigtime.\'94 He paused again and then said, \'93Miss Peters, he\'92s doing it \softline
because he wants to. He says that where real class is concerned, he couldn\'92t make a \softline
choice between you and Kate. And that\'92s really saying something!\'94 (The threat of \softline
sudden death hanging over anyone who called Kate, \'93Mrs. Callaway,\'94 most particularly \softline
extended downward into our organization.)
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab So anyway, Art Fleming was already waiting outside when we drove up. This place \softline
\'97 rare for the Mid West, but standard in California \'97 had valet parking. I really had \softline
to say that my BMW really gleamed that evening. And since it was close to the summer \softline
solstice, it was still daylight when we drove up. A car jock came running up to open the \softline
door, giving a low whistle as he realized what the car was.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Unbeknownst to either of us, Sandy and Susan had spent the day detailing the car, \softline
even using small toothbrushes to get every speck of polish off it. The girls had just \softline
finished when Jean and I went down the stairs to the garage.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93My God!\'94 I exclaimed. \'93What have you two done?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93We thought your car should look nice for your first seduction, Dad,\'94 Sandy said \softline
with her eyes twinkling.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \ul0 \tab \'93Well... You two are just too much. You cleaned the house and our apartment \softline
spotlessly for your mother, and now you give my car...\'94 While I was talking to her, I was \softline
walking all around it. The level of care the two girls had lavished on it was not to be \softline
believed. Everything, inside and out, was immaculate. \'93...the care of its existence. \softline
Never has it looked this good. Never! Now what am I going to do to thank you?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Anything?\'94 Sandy asked.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Absolutely anything!\'94 I replied.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Neato!\'94 she screamed. \'93Dad, my birthday is next week. You\'92re going to give me \softline
the most thorough fucking of my life!\'94 Then her face fell as she looked at Jean. \softline
\'93Mommy, if that\'92s all right with you?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93My darling daughter,\'94 Jean replied, \'93we\'92re going out tonight to get your Dad to \softline
fuck someone besides me. On that basis, I really don\'92t see how I can object.\'94 She paused \softline
for a moment and looked concerned as she continued, \'93But he\'92s awfully big, sweetie. He \softline
could hurt you... badly.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93No he can\'92t,\'94 Sandy replied with assurance.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93How can you be so sure?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Because I\'92ve been practicing,\'94 the girl replied.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Practicing?\'94 Jean asked, still skeptical. \'93With what?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93With an aluminum baseball bat,\'94 Sandy replied proudly. \'93And it\'92s even longer than \softline
Daddy is.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab At that Jean just rolled her eyes. \'93My God! And I thought I was the only one...\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93It might even be the same bat,\'94 Sandy said in an utterly guileless tone of voice.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab With that we were off.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab That evening Jean was wearing a sleeveless white dress with her gold collar and a \softline
pair of diamond ear studs I had bought for her. (I have no idea if it\'92s the same dress she \softline
wore when we met Lieutenant Richards, but I guess she has a number of them that are \softline
pretty similar.)
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab We entered the lounge and the reaction was funny. When we were inside and being \softline
shown to a table in the lounge, there was an audible intake of breath on the part of the \softline
patrons. Clearly, other people agreed with my assessment of Jean: She\'92s in a class by \softline
herself.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab At any rate, we sat there with glasses of pretty good Chablis \'97 don\'92t you just love \softline
the white-wine-and-brie bit? \'97 while Jean looked over the room. What followed took \softline
me a little by surprise: Jean made incessant trips to the ladies room. This was so totally \softline
unlike her that after the third or fourth trip I asked her about it.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Look, turkey,\'94 she said with her eyes dancing, \'93the ladies room is the intelligence \softline
center! That\'92s where I find out where the neatest guys are hanging out... and maybe \softline
find a lovely young thing for you, too.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \ul0 \tab The next time Jean disappeared, she returned with a young lovely in tow. \'93Jim, this \softline
is Chris. I told her that you were looking to meet new people, so...\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Hi, Chris,\'94 I exclaimed. \'93Will you join me?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93I would be delighted,\'94 the young woman said.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Chris was about five feet four, brown hair, brown eyes and with an ordinary figure. \softline
But what the hell... She was only the first try.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93I\'92ll be going now,\'94 Jean said. \'93As your cousin, I\'92ve just discharged my familial duty. \softline
I\'92ve produced a date for you.\'94 She smiled broadly and asked, \'93Happy now?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Very!\'94 I replied.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab And then Jean tore it. She kissed me.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Unfortunately \'97 or fortunately, depending on one\'92s point of view \'97 we seem to be \softline
incapable of innocuous kisses. What started as a simple peck didn\'92t quite work out that \softline
way. The electricity and bells started instantly. Unfortunately, Chris could see this, too, \softline
and she wasn\'92t nearly as dumb as she appeared to be.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93What }{\plain \fs24 \i\cf2\f1 is}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 this shit?\'94 she exclaimed. \'93I thought you were cousins. If you are, that\'92s \softline
the most incestuous kiss I\'92ve ever seen cousins exchanging.\'94 Then with a shake of her \softline
head she jumped up from her chair and announced, \'93I\'92m outta here!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Whoops!\'94 Jean whispered. \'93Guess that was a little too much...\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Darling, I love you so damned much, I just cannot give you a peck on the lips.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Oh, shit,\'94 she conceded. \'93It was all my fault.\'94 Looking deep into my eyes she \softline
asked, \'93Jim, can you ever forgive me?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Well...\'94 I replied, stretching out the word, \'93it all depends...\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93On what?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93On whether you give me a really good kiss.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Jean came into my arms, molded her body to mine and really let loose. For my part \softline
I had the benefit of having been with Jean essentially 24/7 for weeks, so I was prepared. \softline
And she was so damned beautiful, too.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab I guess our kiss must have noticeably raised the temperature in the room because \softline
as we eased apart, there were cheers from the people nearby... and from some who \softline
weren\'92t so near.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab A guy nearby commented, \'93Good God! You two are }{\plain \fs24 \i\cf2\f1 really}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 in love!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Naah,\'94 Jean retorted. \'93We\'92re just good friends.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab The guy just rolled his eyes.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab We decided to stay for dinner \'97 the menu was interesting \'97 but first Jean went out \softline
to tell Art to go home; she would be returning home with me. When she returned, she \softline
was giggling. When I asked her what was so funny, she replied, \'93Art says it\'92s the first
intelligent thing we\'92ve done in days. He thinks this whole idea of trying to fix you up \softline
with some girl or other is on the far side of insanity.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Smart man, Art,\'94 I commented.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Jean just looked at me strangely.
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{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab The following week we celebrated Sandy\'92s fourteenth birthday. Although everyone \softline
was invited, they all declined knowing what Sandy was expecting for her birthday \softline
present. However, this didn\'92t stop Samantha and Stephanie from helping to prepare her \softline
for her big night that was going to be celebrated in our apartment.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab At 5:30, Sandy appeared in the sitting room where I had been reading \'97 and \softline
becoming more nervous by the minute. She was utterly exquisite! When she was well \softline
into the room, Jean and Susan appeared in the bedroom doorway from which Sandy had \softline
just emerged. They just stood there watching silently.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab All Sandy was wearing was a diaphanous white gown which was held closed only by \softline
a blue ribbon tied with a bow under her still-growing breasts. Although we had spent \softline
countless hours together nude, this was very different. Her youthful body so tantalizing-
ly revealed was in a way far sexier than if she had been naked. Jean had outdone herself \softline
with Sandy\'92s makeup, too. Her eyes appeared to be larger than they really were and \softline
were dancing with a mixture of excitement and apprehension. Her golden hair framed \softline
her lovely face; she was utterly gorgeous. Aside from her gown, all she wore was her gold \softline
collar around her slim neck.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93My darling Sandy!\'94 I exclaimed. \'93Never in your life have you looked so beautiful!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Oh, Daddy!\'94 she yelped and launched herself at me.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab I sat her across my lap and kissed her. Believe me when I tell you that that was a \softline
one-of-a-kind kiss. When we finally broke it, she just snuggled close as I smelled the \softline
marvelous fragrance of her young body.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Are you sure you want to do this, sweetie?\'94 I asked softly. \'93Wouldn\'92t you really \softline
rather wait?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Dad, do you know why I\'92m doing this? Why I particularly want to do it right now?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93No, I guess I really don\'92t,\'94 I replied. \'93Except for the fact that the older ones have \softline
done it.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93That\'92s not it at all,\'94 she whispered. \'93What I really want you to do is to rinse out \softline
my insides. I still get nightmares thinking about those stinking guys fucking me one \softline
after the other, filling my cunt with their cream. I want yours, Daddy, not theirs. \softline
Okay?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93But you might get pregnant,\'94 I commented. That was my very last line of defense.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Sandy grimaced and replied, \'93No such luck.\'94 Then with the most loving look I\'92ve \softline
ever seen she added, \'93Nothing would make me prouder than to be able to carry your \softline
baby in my belly, Dad. Nothing!\'94 She grimaced again and repeated, \'93But no such luck.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \ul0 \tab \'93How can you be so sure?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Two reasons: First, it\'92s the wrong time of the month. Second, Depo-Provera.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93The first I understand. But what\'92s that Depo-whatever?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93That\'92s otherwise known as the Pill. Okay? The birth-control pill?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Oh,\'94 I muttered intelligently.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Mom insisted. I\'92ve been on them for a while now, so... No baby,\'94 she concluded \softline
with a disgusted look on her face.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab At that point Jean and Susan entered the room but just continued on to the kitchen. \softline
Both were wearing short white terry robes. When they returned, Jean had a tray with \softline
glasses and a bottle of fine Chablis. Susan followed with a large tray of canap\'e9s.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93I thought we would have drinks and hors d\'92oeuvres, then get to the opening of \softline
gifts,\'94 Jean said with her eyes bright. In this case, opening gifts meant opening up my \softline
lovely daughter.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93You realize, sweetie,\'94 I said to Sandy, \'93that you\'92re going to get a spanking. And \softline
that\'92s fifteen from each of us. That\'92s thirty...\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Forty-five!\'94 Susie interrupted. \'93I\'92m here, too, you know.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Sandy just rolled her eyes and said, \'93Okay. Forty-five.\'94 Then to me she said, \'93But \softline
Dad, could you do me a favor?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93That depends on the favor.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Could I have my spanking after you fuck me, but right before you take me in the \softline
ass?\'94 She rolled her eyes and added, \'93Sheila goes off like a rocket when Jim does that \softline
to her, so...\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab I looked at Jean who had a rather odd look on her face. \'93And what\'92s that look for?\'94 \softline
I inquired.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93\'91That look\'92, as you call it, is apprehension,\'94 she replied. \'93You can consider tonight \softline
to be a rehearsal.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Rehearsal? For what?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93My birthday is next week,\'94 she replied, \'93and I\'92m }{\plain \fs24 \i\cf2\f1 not}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 looking forward to it.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Wow! Twenty-eight spanks...\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Twenty-seven,\'94 she interrupted. \'93I\'92ll be twenty-six.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93But you said you were already 26...\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93That was a couple of months ago,\'94 she said. \'93And I figured with my birthday \softline
coming, that was close enough.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab The four of us sat chatting idly about nothing while sipping the Chablis and nibbling \softline
on the canap\'e9s. Sandy was getting more nervous by the minute.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93What\'92s the big rush, sweetie?\'94 Jean teased. \'93Are you really in such a great rush to \softline
lose your virginity?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \ul0 \tab \'93I already...\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab }{\plain \fs24 \i\cf2\f1 \'93Lose your virginity!\'94}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 Jean repeated emphatically. \'93That other doesn\'92t count.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93What about you, Mom?\'94 Sandy responded. \'93How did you lose yours?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93That\'92s an easy question to answer,\'94 Jean replied. \'93I guess I was almost sixteen. \softline
I had just run away from that dumb home and had no place to go and no money. So I \softline
sold my virginity to a guy for fifty bucks. When he saw the blood afterward, he gave me \softline
a ten-dollar tip.\'94 She smiled wryly and added, \'93Sixty dollars was more money than I had \softline
ever had in my whole life. I really felt rich. Anyway, I peddled my ass from the outset \softline
and haven\'92t stopped yet. Although the job title has changed \'97 now I\'92m a sex therapist \softline
\'97 the duties haven\'92t. I\'92m still fucking for money and always have.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93You\'92re fucking Dad for the money?\'94 Sandy asked with her eyes guileless.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Of course.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93What if he wouldn\'92t fuck you? What if he just quit?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Jean\'92s eyes flared as the girl\'92s thought registered. \'93I would just quit fucking him, \softline
I guess.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93You would like hell!\'94 Sandy responded instantly. When Jean\'92s eyebrow went up, \softline
Sandy modified her statement. \'93You would like heck \'97 sorry, Mom. You would give \softline
him every dime you\'92ve got if that would get him between your thighs again. And you \softline
would go out on the street and peddle your ass again if that\'92s all you could do to get more \softline
money. You would, wouldn\'92t you?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab To that all Jean did was to stick out the tip of her pink tongue. Sandy just grinned \softline
at her mother\'92s response.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Come on, young lady,\'94 Jean finally said. \'93I think it\'92s about that time. You\'92re \softline
getting antsy.\'94 To me she said, \'93Darling, could you give us a couple of minutes, please?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab I noticed that Jean\'92s terms of endearment were becoming more frequent and more \softline
automatic. By that I mean they just became a part of her speaking vocabulary with me \softline
without conscious thought on her part. Indeed, on more than one occasion I found her \softline
changing her wording to avoid an endearment when she thought about what she was \softline
about to say. Interesting.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab I waited a few minutes, then entered the bedroom. I really should have had a \softline
camera with me at that instant. The image before me was unreal. First, in just those \softline
few minutes Jean had worked on Susan and on herself. Both were exquisitely beautiful, \softline
and both were naked on the bed.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Jean was kneeling up straight with her back to the bed\'92s headboard. Her thighs \softline
were together and Sandy was using them as a pillow. Susan was similarly kneeling to \softline
Jean\'92s right \'97 my left as I looked at them \'97 with her back up straight and her thighs \softline
tightly together.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab I guess it must have been Susie who had so carefully arranged the gown Sandy was \softline
wearing on the bed. The skirt was evenly spread on each side of the girl\'92s body and
diaphanously revealed her youthful perfection. She was utterly gorgeous as she lay there \softline
looking at me with love, eagerness and apprehension.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Why don\'92t you help your father?\'94 Jean suggested to Susan.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Moving with the same unconscious grace of her mother, the girl got out of bed, came \softline
to me and lovingly undressed me. What do I mean by that? First, she came close and \softline
raised her mouth for a kiss. Since I was about 28 inches taller than she was, I lifted her \softline
up so she could melt her lips to mine.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Our kiss was utterly wonderful!
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab But Susie had a job to do. I lowered her back to the floor and she very expertly \softline
undressed me. At the same time, though, she took every opportunity to kiss and caress \softline
my body. She kissed my nipples, caressed my butt (which I guess had become pretty \softline
muscular by that time; she squeezed my buns and just sighed), and finally took my penis \softline
in her mouth. In no time, I was as hard as a rock.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Gently caressing my sac she said, \'93Darling sister, you\'92re really in luck this afternoon. \softline
Never can I recall seeing Dad\'92s sac as full as it is right now.\'94 She turned to face her \softline
sister, grinned and said, \'93That diaphanous gown you\'92re wearing really works! Dad\'92s \softline
really loaded for you.\'94 Then, with a lovely look I couldn\'92t see but which Jean told me \softline
about later, added, \'93Are you sure you can take it all? Your cunt isn\'92t }{\plain \fs24 \i\cf2\f1 that}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 big, you \softline
know.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Sandy\'92s response was to stick out the tip of her lovely pink tongue. Then she added \softline
a single word: \'93Jealous?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Very!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab I got on the bed from the bottom and moved between Sandy\'92s legs that she had \softline
spread for me. Reaching up I untied the bow of the single wide ribbon holding her gown \softline
closed, then spread it wide revealing her body in its golden youthful perfection.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Sandy raised her knees and spread them wide to open herself up to me, and even \softline
raised her hips up from the bed. But that wasn\'92t what I was interested in at the \softline
moment. Instead, I raised her head from her mother\'92s lap and pulled it close for a kiss.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab It was different from any other Sandy and I had ever exchanged. It was odd, really. \softline
There was her love but now there was pure passion added. Gently, I probed her mouth \softline
with my tongue and found hers. When I made contact, it seemed like the flow of love \softline
increased by an order of magnitude.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab At the same time, I eased the gown off her shoulders leaving her naked in my arms. \softline
For her part, she tried to get her upper body in contact with mine so she could move her \softline
turgid nipples over my chest. Our kiss continued.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab When I finally eased back a bit, Sandy was gasping for breath. \'93That was the most \softline
incredible kiss I\'92ve ever had, Dad!\'94 Then her eyes started to water and she whispered, \softline
\'93I love you so very much! Now please take me...\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \ul0 \tab It wasn\'92t time. I nibbled on her earlobe causing her to shiver in ecstasy. Gently I \softline
kissed her face all over, then moved down to her neck. Sandy was torn. On the one \softline
hand, she was experiencing a level of sexual stimulation beyond her fondest dreams, but \softline
on the other hand, her cunt was running rivers. She wanted me inside her desperately. \softline
(I learned all this later, I should add.)
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab I continued down her perfect golden body to her budding tits. While teasing one \softline
breast and nipple with my teeth and tongue I gently caressed the other with my \softline
fingertips. Sandy was writhing in my arms and kissing any part of me that was in reach \softline
of her mouth.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Still lower I moved, running my tongue into her navel and then finally down to her \softline
cunt. At that point I noticed something and moved away for an instant to get a better \softline
look. Like her mother, Sandy had a small patch of golden pubic hair just above her slit. \softline
Obviously, Jean had worked on her pubic patch, too, combing it into a miniature of her \softline
hairdo.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93How utterly incredible!\'94 I commented.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Thank you, Dad,\'94 Sandy whispered hoarsely. \'93Mommy thought you would like it, \softline
but I didn\'92t think you\'92d notice.\'94 Then with a lovely girlish grin she added, \'93She was \softline
right... as usual.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Lifting her legs up to my shoulders, I raised her lovely cunt to my lips and then \softline
began feasting on a lovely youthful pussy that was almost as sweet as her mother\'92s. It \softline
took just one sweep of my tongue over her already-throbbing clit to trigger her first \softline
orgasm.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab I guess I really gave her a workout. I nibbled on her labia, licked and nibbled her clit \softline
now out of its hood and throbbing with excitement, and probed her vagina as deeply as \softline
my tongue could reach. Sandy had a second orgasm, then a third and fourth, each \softline
coming faster than the one before.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Looking upward, I saw Jean and Sandy in a passionate kiss while Jean\'92s right hand \softline
toyed with Sandy\'92s right breast and nipple. Susan had gone around to the other side of \softline
the bed, meanwhile, and was doing everything she could think of with the girl\'92s other tit.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Sandy couldn\'92t take any more. Finally she cried, \'93Please, Daddy! Just fuck me!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab I had just taken her to another orgasm. After licking her juices and cream from \softline
around my lips, I lowered her hips so that her cunt was in line with my cock. Then with \softline
an impassive look on my face I replied softly, \'93No.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab }{\plain \fs24 \i\cf2\f1 \'93No?\'94}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 she screamed in terror. \'93What do you mean?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93I will not fuck my little girl...\'94 I responded in (what I thought to be) a thoroughly \softline
reasonable tone.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab She started to cry. \'93You have to! You promised! And I\'92m so hot and so ready...\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Ignoring her cry I continued, \'93...but I will make love to her if she asks me nicely.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \ul0 \tab A series of expressions flashed over her lovely face. Her tears stopped and she said, \softline
\'93Love me, Daddy, please. I\'92ll cum so nicely for you. I\'92ll flood your marvelous cock with \softline
my cream and give you a wonderful experience. Please love me, Daddy.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab I smiled warmly and positioned my rod at the entrance to her cunt planning on \softline
easing in slowly. That was not what Sandy had in mind, though. Instead, the girl \softline
positioned her legs around my hips and used her substantial strength to pull me deep \softline
inside.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab The feeling was utterly incredible. Her cunt was so tight yet so elastic in her youth \softline
that I managed to penetrate almost my entire length. At the same time I could feel the \softline
girl working her vaginal muscles to rhythmically squeeze my cock.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Oh, God!\'94 she screamed. \'93It\'92s so good! Never in my life did I dream it could ever \softline
be this good.\'94 Turning her head toward Jean she said, \'93Thank you, Mommy! Oh, thank \softline
you! This is the most marvelous feeling of my life.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab While I was fucking Sandy\'92s luscious cunt, her sister and mother continued to work \softline
on her face and tits. I took her to one orgasm and then more.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Oh, Daddy!\'94 she cried. \'93Can you feel it? Can you feel my cum cream flooding your \softline
marvelous cock? Fuck... Love me, Daddy! Hard! Pound your little girl\'92s cunt with your \softline
weapon as hard as you can.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab I took the girl up to the point of continuous orgasm and held her there. When she \softline
was gasping for breath, I eased down, let her regain her breath, and then did it again... \softline
and again... and again.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Now with her cunt flooded with her juices and cum cream, I could move easier inside \softline
her and did. Incredibly, in spite of the ravages of her orgasms and most of the muscles \softline
in her lower body in spasm, Sandy was still able to squeeze my invading cock.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Finally, in spite of all my practice with Jean, I could hold back no longer. I drove \softline
into her luscious cunt to my root and screamed, \'93Cum with me, darling! Cum with \softline
Daddy!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab }{\plain \fs24 \i\cf2\f1 \'93Yes!\'94}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 she screamed and went off as she felt my cum flooding her insides.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab An instant later, Sandy fainted from the overload of her entire nervous system. She \softline
just collapsed, but somehow her vaginal muscles continued to milk my still-pulsating \softline
cock.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab I was gasping for breath, too, for that matter, as Susie moved down her sister\'92s limp \softline
body. \'93And what... do you think... you\'92re doing?\'94 I gasped.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Susan stopped, startled. \'93The usual, Daddy,\'94 she replied. \'93I\'92m going to drink your \softline
mixed cum.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Not yet,\'94 I said. \'93This time, I\'92m going to do it first.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93You never do that with me,\'94 Jean said with a frown. On the other hand, her eyes \softline
were dancing as she spoke.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \ul0 \tab \'93That\'92s because little imp here never gives me a chance,\'94 I complained. \'93While I\'92m \softline
trying to breathe again, she\'92s cleaning you out.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab While I was lifting Sandy\'92s hips to bring her cunt close, Jean slipped out of bed. I \softline
had begun to feast on our mixed creams when I heard the pop of a cork. When I had had \softline
all I could handle, I lowered Sandy\'92s still-unconscious body to the bed and made way for \softline
Susan.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab I moved to the top of the bed and stretched out beside Jean. With a lovely smile she \softline
passed me a champagne flute and said, \'93This is Dom P\'e9rignon. Rumor has it that it\'92s \softline
the very best thing to wash down cum.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab After taking a sip, I had to agree it was marvelous.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Remarkably, there was even more cum than Susie could handle. When she moved \softline
away, her mother gave her a small amount of champagne while she moved to take her \softline
daughter\'92s place. Susan was so damned cute. She took her mother\'92s place beside me at \softline
the head of the bed, had a sip of champagne and then held up her face for a kiss. What \softline
a delight!
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab By this time Sandy had regained consciousness and just sighed with pleasure as her \softline
mother so-expertly worked on her still-flooded cunt. But did Jean let it go at that? Hah! \softline
When she had taken all the fluids she could reach, she moved up the bed and kissed \softline
Sandy, opening her mouth as she did. I saw Sandy swallowing and realized Jean had her \softline
mouth full of cum that she transferred to her daughter. Then she moved up to the head \softline
of the bed and pulled Sandy up beside her so the girl was between Jean and me with \softline
Susan on my left.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Mother, that was simply exquisite!\'94 Sandy exclaimed. \'93And champagne, too...\'94 \softline
With a worshipful look in her eyes she turned her head to kiss Jean again.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93My beautiful daughter!\'94 Jean whispered. Then she asked, \'93How does it feel to be \softline
a woman now?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93I really can\'92t answer that yet, Mom,\'94 the girl replied. \'93But what I do know is I\'92ll \softline
be remembering this in my dreams for years to come.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Turning her head toward me she said, \'93Daddy, that was utterly perfect!\'94 She \softline
paused for a moment and then continued, \'93I wanted you to flood out all the slime I\'92ve \softline
been living with for so long, and you sure did!\'94 Then she held up her lips for a kiss.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab That kiss was truly memorable. It was so sweet and loving and wonderful.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab By this time we had all recovered, so Sandy said, \'93Well... I guess it\'92s time for step \softline
two. Come on, Dad. I guess you should go first.\'94 With that she indicated the end of the \softline
bed.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab I moved down and sat on the end with my feet on the floor. Sandy lay across my legs \softline
and I could see her trying to soften her buns while waiting for her spanks. After I gave \softline
her seven, she got off, staggering a bit from the pain, but then lay down facing the other \softline
way so I could spank her with a good full stroke.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \ul0 \tab This was repeated with Susan, and then it was Jean\'92s turn. After only two spanks \softline
Sandy looked up at her mother and said, \'93It\'92s not going to do you any good, Mom. \softline
You\'92re going easy in hopes that I\'92ll be easy on you next week. Well, it\'92s not going to \softline
happen, so you might as well whack away.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Jean giggled at Sandy\'92s crack but did start hitting her noticeably harder.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Finally it was over, and Sandy\'92s bottom was scarlet in spite of her deep tan. \softline
Nevertheless, she got up on her hands and knees with her head toward the head of the \softline
bed. Jean moved up to sit with her back against the headboard and Sandy moved \softline
between her legs intending to eat her while I was fucking her asshole. Susan slithered \softline
on her back to get under Sandy\'92s cunt while I moved between her widespread knees.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab I eased my cock into her cunt to pick up some fluids \'97 again, she was running like \softline
a river \'97 and then spread her buns and positioned my cock against her tiny amber hole. \softline
That\'92s all it took. Sandy relaxed her sphincter as much as she could and rammed \softline
backward impaling her ass on my cock.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab She screamed in pain, but then just moved back farther driving me deep into her ass. \softline
I began to move in her going deeper with each stroke until my thighs hit her bruised \softline
buns at the end of every stroke. I could hear muffled moans and then gasps of joy. Her \softline
mouth was muffled by Jean\'92s cunt of course.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93I\'92m cuming!\'94 I screamed. As I did, I spanked her ass hard and unloaded inside her.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Sandy stiffened, let out a scream of ecstasy and went off like a rocket. While I was \softline
cuming in gallons it seemed, she was flooding her sister\'92s face with her cream. Again, \softline
it was far more than her nervous system could take and she just collapsed face down on \softline
the bed.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Susie wriggled out from under her sister, then lifted her hips so she could again feast \softline
on my cum that was seeping out from Sandy\'92s still-stretched asshole.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab I joined Jean at the head of the bed, and again she gave me a glass of champagne. \softline
We sipped as we watched Susie work on her sister. By the time she had gathered all she \softline
could, Sandy had again regained consciousness. Susie started to move toward me to \softline
clean off my cock.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Oh, no you don\'92t!\'94 Sandy exclaimed. \'93He\'92s mine.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93But it\'92s covered...\'94 Susie began.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93And it\'92s all mine!\'94 Sandy finished. \'93I\'92m cleaning Dad off. You are not!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab What followed was one of the finest blow-jobs imaginable. It was truly in her \softline
mother\'92s class. It finally ended when I exploded in her mouth after she had taken my \softline
full length down her throat. Sandy swallowed every drop.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Again we were arranged at the head of the bed, only this time Sandy was wriggling \softline
trying to ease the pain of her buns. After we each had sipped our champagne she \softline
announced, \'93Dad, it could not have been any better. It was so utterly wonderful!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \ul0 \tab \'93How about if you two clean yourselves up?\'94 Jean said finally. \'93Sandy, you\'92ve been \softline
sweating like a pig and I think you could stand a shower.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab When the two girls left, Jean turned to me and said, \'93Darling, you were utterly \softline
magnificent. Do you notice the change in Sandy, by the way?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Huh?\'94 I replied in my most intelligent fashion.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Sweetie, surely you\'92ve noticed the ineffable sadness that\'92s been a constant with \softline
her.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Yes, I guess I have. In fact I can recall the first genuine smile I had ever seen on \softline
her face. But even then...\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93That\'92s exactly what I mean,\'94 Jean continued. \'93But did you notice the change? \softline
That sadness is gone! And gone for good, I hope. My darling, it was all you, too.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Oops!\'94 she interrupted herself. Then with a broad grin she added, \'93The cat\'92s out \softline
of the bag.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93What\'92s that mean?\'94 I asked in my usually bewildered manner.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93It means that Sandy is learning from Sue about the \'91mommy filter\'92\'94 she replied.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93What on earth is that?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93In the first place, I don\'92t think it\'92s on Earth at all,\'94 Jean said. \'93But I\'92ll tell you \softline
what the girls are saying.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab This is what Jean told me. More accurately, it\'92s the conversation the girls were \softline
having while they shared a shower. Jean heard every word.
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{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93What do you suppose Mom and Dad are talking about?\'94 Sandy asked.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93I guess they\'92re talking about what Dad did with you,\'94 Susan replied, \'93but we\'92ll \softline
never know.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Why won\'92t we know?\'94 Sandy asked. \'93After all, we can hear anything they say to \softline
each other.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Oh, no we can\'92t,\'94 Susan insisted. \'93She\'92s got a \'91mommy filter\'92.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93What are you talking about?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Have you ever tried to hear what Mommy\'92s saying to Dad when it\'92s something she \softline
doesn\'92t want us to hear?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Sandy thought for a moment and then replied, \'93I guess so. Why?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93What happened? You couldn\'92t hear anything besides buzzing static, could you?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93How did you know that?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Because it\'92s what I get,\'94 Susan replied, \'93so I was almost certain you\'92d get it too.\'94 \softline
She continued, \'93It\'92s really worse than that, though.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93What\'92s that mean?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \ul0 \tab \'93It means that she can hear everything we\'92re saying right now, for example. She has \softline
a hearing faculty that\'92s like ours only much greater. In the first place, she can hear \softline
through walls. She can hear anything we say if we\'92re anywhere close to her... and \'91close\'92 \softline
doesn\'92t have to be very close.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93You\'92re kidding!\'94 Sandy exclaimed. }{\plain \fs24 \i\cf2\f1 \'93Everything? }{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 But that means...\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab }{\plain \fs24 \i\cf2\f1 \'93Everything!\'94}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 Susan repeated. \'93And it\'92s apparently similar to the way we hear and \softline
record except it\'92s absolutely automatic. Mom could be talking to Dad and listening in \softline
on a conversation across the pool, but still hear everything you and I might say, all at the \softline
same time. There even seems to be some sort of alarm or something. If it\'92s something \softline
she ought to know, she knows it instantly. Otherwise, it\'92s just noted and recorded.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab There was a pause for a moment as Sandy thought about what she had just learned. \softline
Then she said, \'93My God... gosh! That\'92s awful! She knows everything!...\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Sure she does,\'94 Susie replied. \'93But why is that awful? I think it\'92s pretty neat \softline
myself. And why did you change \'91God\'92 to \'91gosh\'92?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93You do? Why? And I changed because she doesn\'92t like us to swear. Besides being \softline
a sin, it\'92s unladylike.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab At that Jean giggled and grinned. \'93Those kids are just too damned much!\'94 she said. \softline
\'93But I love them so!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93And what are they going to do when you\'92re gone?\'94 I asked. \'93Jean Peters, you know \softline
better than anyone how much they love you and how important you are to them.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Jean just swallowed hard and shook her head.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Susie was replying to Sandy\'92s question regarding why she thought it was so neat \softline
that Jean could know what she was thinking. \'93Because Mom\'92s like my guardian angel. \softline
She knows what I\'92m doing and what I\'92m thinking, but never says or does anything \softline
unless it\'92s something that\'92s really bad for me. Then she heads it off but never with any \softline
reference to anything I\'92ve said. It\'92s always as if it\'92s an idea that just came into her \softline
head.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Then she shifted gears. \'93Remember when you were worrying about whether Daddy \softline
really liked the way you gave head and deep-throated him?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Yes...\'94 Sandy replied, drawing out the word. Already she could see where Susan \softline
was going. \'93You mean...?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93That she heard us talking? Of course she did. And do you remember what \softline
happened?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93I sure do!\'94 Sandy exclaimed. \'93She seemed to be piss... mad at me because Dad said \softline
I gave better head than she did.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93And we both doubt the truth of that very much, don\'92t we?\'94 Susie replied. \'93But she \softline
did it to allay your fears and doubts.\'94 The little girl sighed deeply and added, \'93She\'92s the \softline
best damned \'97 sorry, Mom \'97 darned mother in the world.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \ul0 \tab At that crack, Jean howled with laughter. \'93It\'92s a hell of a note when they apologize \softline
to me for something I shouldn\'92t be able to hear!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Then the conversation shifted. Apparently, Susie was on her knees in front of Sandy \softline
and was using her fingers to spread the girl\'92s vagina to release more of our trapped cum.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Please don\'92t, Imp,\'94 Sandy pleaded. \'93Just leave it in there... Please?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93How did it feel, Big Sister?\'94 Susie asked. I guess she had risen back to her feet and \softline
the sisters were closely embracing each other\'92s wet body.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Oh, Susie! It was so utterly glorious! It just could not have been better.\'94 She \softline
paused for a moment and then continued, \'93You know what our problem is? With kids, \softline
I mean. We speak in superlatives so often, there\'92s no vocabulary left for something that \softline
really is out of this world.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93How does it compare to what Dad does with Mom?\'94 Susie asked.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab At that point, Jean just stopped her narrative. \'93It\'92s just getting to girl talk,\'94 she \softline
said. \'93You wouldn\'92t be interested.\'94 But her face reddened as she said it. I wondered \softline
why.
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{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab The next day I had a chance to talk to Susie alone and asked her about it. We traded \softline
information as it turned out. I provided her with confirmation that her mother really \softline
could hear whatever she or Sandy said.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab For her part she said, \'93Oh, sure! We were talking about you and Mom. We agreed \softline
that as perfect as your lovemaking with Sandy was, it was just a pale imitation of you \softline
with Mom. We agreed that you utterly adore the woman and really don\'92t see another \softline
female. She\'92s so neat, the others just disappear.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab To that I could only agree.
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{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab That night Jean outdid herself with the dinner. She prepared tournedos Rossini \softline
with foie gras and truffles that was out of this world. With it she served a Chateau \softline
Mouton Rothschild from a 20 year. Magnificent! And the girls were served the wine, \softline
too.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab No birthday party would be complete without ice cream and birthday cake and this \softline
was no exception. Sandy blew out all her candles after making a wish and appeared to \softline
be the happiest girl alive. I noticed that she appeared genuinely happy for the first time \softline
since I had met her. There was no longer the overtone of sadness that she formerly wore \softline
along with any other expression.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Finally, we produced the gifts. I gave her a Tiffany box wrapped in its characteristic \softline
\'97 and trademarked \'97 light-blue box with a ribbon.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab She opened it with the care of a bomb disposal expert disarming a nuclear device. \softline
Finally she reached the velvet box inside, removed it and opened the cover.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \ul0 \tab She gasped, \'93My Go.. Gosh!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Jean just giggled at her words and slowly shook her head in amusement. \'93Sweetie, \softline
I know you two have been trying to be so very good \'97 not swearing, cursing or using \softline
obscenities \'97 but sometimes you just have to let it out.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab The two girls looked at Jean and in unison said, \'93Mom, you\'92re the greatest!\'94 Then \softline
they all laughed together.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Sandy carefully removed the gold chain bracelet that matched her collar, but was \softline
significantly wider. She turned it over, read the inscription and began to bawl.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab I was out of my chair like a shot. I lifted her up from hers, returned to my own and \softline
sat down with my girl across my lap. Then I just held her tightly as she cried her eyes \softline
out.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab The engraved inscription read: To my darling daughter, Sandy, who will wear the \softline
marks of her overwhelming love and courage for the rest of her life, from her father who \softline
adores her.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Finally she regained control, then turned in my lap and melted her lips to mine with \softline
the warmest, sweetest kiss I\'92ve ever received. I just held her tightly and returned it with \softline
all of the power I could muster. It proved to be enough to put her out.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab When she recovered, she just nuzzled my shoulder and murmured, \'93Daddy, that is \softline
the greatest gift of all. I just don\'92t know what to say.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Sweetie,\'94 I replied, \'93that gift is a bit strange. The sentiments are mine, but the gift \softline
is from Tiffany. I haven\'92t given you mine yet.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab }{\plain \fs24 \i\cf2\f1 \'93What?\'94}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 she screamed.
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{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab It had been about 10 days earlier. And like so many other days that summer, it was \softline
hot as hell. Nevertheless, we had to get gifts for Sandy\'92s birthday, so the four of us set \softline
off for the mall. Poor Sandy! She spent most of the day being shoved out of one store \softline
after another as one or another of us looked for a particular gift.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab At any rate, we wound up at Tiffany\'92s and Sandy was told to get lost \'97 but not too \softline
lost. As usual, Sandy and Jean were wearing the same very short Levi cut-offs along \softline
with the same or similar chambray shirts that had seen their best days at least 10 years \softline
earlier. And again, the tails were tied under their tits. With the shorts being worn low \softline
on their hips, there was a vast expanse of perfect golden skin in between the two \softline
garments.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Jean, Susan and I entered the store. We found Mr. Payne, our salesman, engaged \softline
in conversation with an impeccably dressed older man. But when we entered, Payne \softline
lighted up like a Christmas tree.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Welcome, Mr. and Mrs. Dawson! How have you been?\'94 Then he very proudly \softline
added, \'93May I present the chairman of the board and CEO of Tiffany & Company, John \softline
Thompson.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \ul0 \tab We shook hands and I was amused by Jean. She actually appeared to be embarrassed.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Please accept my apologies for my appearance, Mr. Thompson,\'94 she said. \'93I \softline
certainly never thought...\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93I can\'92t accept it, and I won\'92t, Mrs. Dawson,\'94 Thompson interrupted.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Now Jean really looked embarrassed.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93The reason I won\'92t,\'94 he continued with a warm smile, \'93is that I have never seen as \softline
beautiful a woman as you in my entire life.\'94 He continued to study her closely and then \softline
added, \'93You\'92re wearing no makeup at all, are you?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Mr. Thompson, I...\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Are you?\'94 he insisted.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93No,\'94 Jean admitted glumly. \'93I\'92m sorry.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93I\'92m not,\'94 Thompson concluded. \'93Now how may we serve you today?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab We told Richards and Thompson that the purpose was to find a present for Sandy. \softline
Richards suggested a bracelet to match her collar and went off to get some. While he \softline
was gone, Thompson continued to study Jean, but his eyes kept shifting between Jean \softline
and Susan.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Finally he said, \'93I just don\'92t believe this, Mrs. Dawson. Quite honestly, you appear \softline
to be a very nubile 18 or 19. I just can\'92t believe you could have a daughter as old as \softline
Susan.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93I\'92m substantially older than that, Mr. Thompson,\'94 Jean replied with a warm smile. \softline
\'93But then you\'92ve not met our older daughter, Sandy. She\'92s being frozen out this \softline
morning because we\'92re shopping for her gift. She\'92s going to be 14 very soon.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Now that\'92s just plain impossible!\'94 Thompson exclaimed. \'93What did you do? Give \softline
birth at the age of ten?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab At that point Richards rejoined us with a bracelet that was perfect. It was exactly \softline
what we were looking for. Jean just gave a decisive nod and I went down the counter \softline
with Richards to work on the inscription. He read, \'93To my darling daughter, Sandy, who \softline
will wear the marks of her overwhelming love and courage for the rest of her life, from \softline
her father who adores her.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93What does this mean?\'94 he asked. \'93\'91...wear the marks of her overwhelming love and \softline
courage\'92\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Just a moment, Mr. Payne, and I\'92ll tell you. But first I have to clear the inscription \softline
with my wife.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Jean read it and her eyes widened. \'93Jim, it\'92s utterly perfect! Go!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab After running my credit card through their imprinter and getting a charge \softline
authorization, Payne went off to have the bracelet engraved and we sent Susie out to
find Sandy. A few moments later the two girls entered the store and we introduced \softline
Sandy to Mr. Thompson.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93I just can\'92t believe this,\'94 he stammered. \'93Never have I seen three women who will \softline
end up as identical as triplets. But how...?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Because the girls are adopted, is how,\'94 Jean explained.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab By then Payne had returned. In his hand was a copy of the inscription that he \softline
showed to Thompson. The man\'92s eyes widened as he read it and then Payne explained \softline
that I was going to tell them about it.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Sandy, show the men your brand.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab She looked at me strangely, then turned sideways to lift the bottom of her shorts. \softline
They were too tight for that to work so she unbuttoned the waistband and let them down \softline
exposing the brand on her right flank. The two men just gasped in horror.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93My God!\'94 Thompson exclaimed. \'93What happened?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Jean related what had happened to the two girls in captivity and how Sandy had \softline
sacrificed herself to protect her younger sister. Then she had Susan show where she had \softline
branded herself to try to spare her sister some pain.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab For my part, I realized something else. If I had told Sandy to strip naked on the \softline
spot, she would have done it in an instant. It was a very humbling thought.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93So this magnificent girl at the age of only 12 sacrificed herself to try to protect her \softline
little sister. What incredible courage!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93And, by the way,\'94 I added, \'93she branded herself. Can you believe it?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Quite honestly, Mr. Dawson, had I not seen it with my own two eyes I would not \softline
have believed it.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Then he whispered something to Payne who retrieved Tiffany\'92s original of the \softline
charge slip. After checking to ensure it was the correct one, Thompson very carefully \softline
ripped it up into tiny pieces and dropped them into a wastebasket making certain that \softline
I was aware of what he was doing.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Sandra Dawson,\'94 he said, \'93you may be the finest young woman alive on earth \softline
today. You\'92re certainly the most beautiful. But now I see that as incredible as your \softline
surface beauty is, it\'92s only a small fraction of your beauty within.\'94 Then with a grin he \softline
added, \'93Of course it\'92s really not fair. Why should one girl have absolutely everything?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab At that remark, Sandy beamed but there was still that overtone of sadness.
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{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93So this is a gift from Tiffany, Daddy?\'94 Sandy asked as she again examined her \softline
lovely bracelet.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93It sure is.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93But why?\'94 she asked.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \ul0 \tab \'93Sweetie, because of the inscription. It\'92s a tribute to a girl\'92s incredible love and \softline
courage in sacrificing herself for someone else. I can tell you there are no words to use \softline
to adequately describe what you did.\'94 Then I grinned and added, \'93But aren\'92t you even \softline
interested in my gift?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Oh, Daddy!\'94 Sandy yelped. \'93Of course I\'92m interested.\'94 Then she hugged me \softline
tightly and added, \'93I love you so damned much I can\'92t stand it!...\'94 Then to her mother \softline
she added, \'93Sorry about that, Mom. It just slipped out.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93It\'92s okay, sweetie,\'94 Jean replied. \'93I love him so damned much I can\'92t stand it \softline
either.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Then marry me, Jean. Please?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab She just sadly shook her head.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab I gave Sandy another box from Tiffany. Again she unwrapped it with exquisite care \softline
and removed the box inside. Carefully she opened it and saw a pair of gold ear studs in \softline
the shape of small balls.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93They\'92re lovely, Daddy!\'94 she exclaimed. \'93And they\'92ll be perfect with my collar and \softline
bracelet, too.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Notice anything different about the box in your hand?\'94 I asked.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab She looked it over carefully, then looked at me and said, \'93It\'92s deeper than usual, isn\'92t \softline
it?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab The gold studs were sitting on a black velvet-covered tray. \'93There\'92s a ribbon at the \softline
back of the tray, sweetie. Use it as a handle to lift it out. And you\'92re right; the box is \softline
deeper than normal. You\'92ll soon see why.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab She lifted out the tray and her eyes bugged. \'93Oh my God!\'94 she breathed. \'93They\'92re \softline
fabulous!\'94 On the second tray which was revealed when the upper tray was removed \softline
was a second tray with a pair of diamond ear studs, each a certified perfect diamond of \softline
about two carats.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Sandy studied them carefully and then started to giggle. \'93This is just so great!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93What\'92s so funny, sweetie?\'94 I asked.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Instead of answering directly, she asked, \'93These are real, aren\'92t they, Dad?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93They\'92re real,\'94 I assured her. \'93In fact, under that tray are certificates certifying that \softline
they are perfect. But why do you ask?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93It\'92s such a hoot!\'94 Sandy giggled. \'93They\'92re so big, all the kids will think they\'92re \softline
rhinestones I borrowed from Mom. They would utterly freak out if they knew they were \softline
real... and mine!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab There were other gifts to be opened. When it was over Sandy concluded that it had \softline
been the very best day of her entire life.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab The women excused themselves and asked me to amuse myself for thirty minutes. \softline
When I entered the bedroom, it was apparent why. There was Jean lying on the bed
with her head resting on Sandy\'92s thighs. It was an exact reversal of what had happened \softline
earlier, with Jean now wearing the filmy gown that Sandy had worn earlier. Again it \softline
was tied under her breasts with a blue ribbon.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab In fact, it was an exact replay. Jean even volunteered for her birthday spanking in \softline
advance so she, too, could have crimson buns when I took her in her ass. Never had I \softline
had an experience like that one. It was similar to Sandy\'92s but with so much more love \softline
and pure passion.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Utterly unreal!
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{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab The next day we got a call from New York. It seemed that Mr. Thompson was going \softline
to be back in Chicago the following day and asked if our whole family could join him for \softline
dinner at the Pump Room in the Ambassador Hotel. When I passed on his message, \softline
Jean and the girls were totally thrilled. We agreed on a time, and he said he would be \softline
waiting for us at the table when we arrived.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab The girls immediately went shopping, and I did, too. The following day \'97 the day \softline
of the dinner \'97 the girls went off to see Andy Shepherd to get their hair done.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab That evening, the women presented themselves for inspection and I almost dropped \softline
my teeth. All three were utterly gorgeous and all were wearing essentially identical \softline
sleeveless white dresses.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab I then put on the final decorations. It seemed like the right thing to do, so I dug out \softline
the set of diamond jewelry I had purchased that day and gave the pieces to Jean. She \softline
was literally speechless. To Sandy I presented a diamond choker for her to wear with \softline
her diamond ear studs, and to Susan I gave a single perfect 2-carat diamond hanging \softline
from a gold chain along with a pair of gold ball ear studs like Sandy\'92s.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab The girls were ecstatic! It was so wonderful finally to see sheer unalloyed happiness \softline
on Sandy\'92s face. And that girl was truly happy.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab As usual for that summer, it was still as hot as hell in Chicago, so the three girls \softline
were just wearing white lace shawls as we left to drive into the city. Arriving at The \softline
Ambassador, I guess we caused a certain amount of consternation. The doorman rushed \softline
to open Jean\'92s door, but then seeing the two girls sitting in the back he motioned to two \softline
bellmen who rushed to the doors to hand the women out.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab It was almost funny to see the way the women were handled as if they were made \softline
of the finest, most delicate china. Of course, all three moved with the same unconscious \softline
grace and warmly thanked the men for their courtesy. To show you how bad it was, \softline
none of them even thought to extend a hand for a tip... and that\'92s as bad as it can get. \softline
Nevertheless, I gave each one a fifty but I\'92m not sure any of them even noticed.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab I don\'92t know how to describe my feelings as we entered the dining room and were \softline
being shown to Thompson\'92s table. Certainly I was proud. I was escorting three of the \softline
most beautiful women God in His infinite wisdom had ever seen fit to put on this earth.
But there was so much more. There was their goodness, their charity, their courage and \softline
their brains. Unreal!
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab And then there were the audible gasps from the other diners as they saw the girls. \softline
To say that I felt like a million bucks is to understate the case by several orders of \softline
magnitude. And Jean? While everyone in the room had his or her eyes on her, she had \softline
eyes only for me. Was that all? For Jean? Hah! When we reached the table, the ma\'eetre \softline
d\'92 was holding her chair. Instead of being seated, though, she came into my arms and \softline
kissed me, then probed my mouth with her tongue.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab This time the sound of gasps permeated the room.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Jean murmured in my ear, \'93I love you, my darling,\'94 and then gracefully took her \softline
seat. Waiters had appeared to hold the chairs for the two girls and were rewarded with \softline
brilliant smiles that almost melted them to the floor.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Wow!\'94 was the first thing Thompson said. \'93Never in my entire life have I seen such \softline
incredible beauty. Mrs. Dawson...\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Jean, please,\'94 she interrupted.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Jean, then,\'94 he acceded. \'93My name is Jack.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Then, although his eyes were dancing, he grimaced and said, \'93It\'92s so damned sad...\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93What\'92s sad, Mr. Thompson?\'94 Susan asked.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93You three are what\'92s so sad,\'94 he replied. \'93I hope you know that your mother is \softline
wearing the finest pieces of jewelry we carry, and just look...\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93I think they look just lovely on her,\'94 Sandy said. \'93I don\'92t see the problem.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93The problem, dear Sandra, is that against your mother\'92s overwhelming beauty, the \softline
jewels just disappear.\'94 He shook his head and continued, \'93When I met you at our store, \softline
I thought you were magnificent. None of you were wearing makeup at the time, and you \softline
all had your hair in ponytails. But now? Unbelievable!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93You really don\'92t know the half of it,\'94 I said. \'93Don\'92t you think those hairdos are \softline
lovely on the girls?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab All Thompson could do was to shake his head in wonder.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab I reached over to Jean and she instantly knew what I was about to do. \'93Please don\'92t, \softline
Jim!\'94 she begged.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab I just looked at her and nodded.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Okay for you,\'94 she said. \'93When the other women in the room murder me, leaving \softline
these poor girls orphans, you\'92re going to have to take care of them.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93I sure will,\'94 I promised with my eyes dancing. Then I mussed Jean\'92s lovely hair as \softline
much as I could. I really sort of gave her a scalp massage. \'93Okay,\'94 I said finally.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Jean just glared at me and then gave her head one hard shake. Instantly her hair \softline
was restored exactly to its previous condition.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \ul0 \tab This time I could hear groans coming from a number of women who had seen what \softline
had happened, or enough of it anyway to appreciate Jean\'92s peculiar ability.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Oh, my!\'94 Thompson remarked. \'93I see exactly what your wife was saying.\'94 Then \softline
to Jean he asked, \'93But how on earth do you do that?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93I\'92m really not sure, Jack,\'94 Jean replied. Then with her eyes wide she added, \'93But \softline
please be sure that Jim delivers on his promise to look out for the girls after I\'92ve been \softline
murdered.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab With a solemn voice but with his eyes dancing, he said, \'93I\'92ll be certain to do that.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab The evening was really quite strange. It had been obvious from the outset that \softline
Thompson had a very definite purpose in mind for our dinner meeting, but nothing was \softline
said. Instead, we had drinks and just conversed. For his part, he became increasingly \softline
amazed at the girls\'92 knowledge and maturity. Susan became his particular delight \softline
because of her marvelous combination of being a little girl yet one able to converse with \softline
adults on any conceivable topic. In fact, I noticed that Thompson seemed to be \softline
deliberately changing topics around to try to find something the girls couldn\'92t talk about. \softline
I could have told him that his topic search wouldn\'92t be very productive.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab The dinner progressed, and it was truly lovely. Actually, it got fairly close to what \softline
Jean did routinely at home every day. Finally, dessert was served, followed by cheese, \softline
and ultimately by coffee and cognac.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab As the cognac was being poured, the ma\'eetre d\'92 appeared with a large envelope that \softline
he handed to Thompson. I assumed \'97 correctly, as it turned out \'97 that it was what he \softline
was awaiting. He opened it carefully and pulled out a stack of what appeared to be 11 \softline
by 14 photos, but he was careful to prevent anyone else at the table from seeing them. \softline
After quickly scanning the stack he slid them back into the envelope.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Dawsons,\'94 he began, \'93as you\'92ve probably guessed, that envelope is what I\'92ve been \softline
waiting for.\'94 He paused and then continued, \'93I\'92ve got a reputation at Tiffany\'92s and \softline
among people who know me as being impulsive. And I guess it\'92s a fair appraisal.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Anyway, Jean, Sandy and Susan, when I first met you an idea came into my head \softline
that I wanted to pursue. Tonight was the result, and for my purposes it could not have \softline
been any better. You see, what I would like is for you three to model for Tiffany\'92s \softline
advertising.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab The looks on the faces of the three girls at that instant was utterly priceless! There \softline
was utter shock, consternation, disbelief... You name it, and it showed.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93I think that\'92s a great idea,\'94 I said, \'93but what brought you to that conclusion?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93These,\'94 he replied, handing over the envelope.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab There were over a dozen color photos, all obviously taken at the Pump Room that \softline
evening. And they were utterly out of sight. All three of the women looked magnificent \softline
and they even showcased the jewelry they were wearing.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Lovely,\'94 I commented, handing them back.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \ul0 \tab \'93I have a question, Jim,\'94 he asked. \'93Is your wife capable of being clumsy? Of being \softline
anything other than elegantly graceful?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93I can answer that,\'94 Sandy interjected, \'93and the answer is no. Awhile ago we were \softline
fooling around at the mall, acting clumsy. Mom couldn\'92t do it. Can you imagine the \softline
phrase, gracefully clumsy? It\'92s an ultimate oxymoron, isn\'92t it?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93I love it, Sandy!\'94 Susie piped up. \'93Gracefully clumsy! And you\'92re right: it is the \softline
ultimate oxymoron.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93My God,\'94 Thompson murmured, \'93they\'92re not only gorgeous, they\'92re brilliant \softline
besides.\'94 Again turning to me he asked, \'93Is there anything these women don\'92t have?\'94 \softline
He shook his head and murmured, \'93An 8-year-old using \'91oxymoron\'92 and obviously \softline
knowing what it means. Incredible!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93If there is something,\'94 I replied, \'93I haven\'92t been able to find it yet. In addition to \softline
the beauty, brains and courage, there\'92s also incredible physical strength and athletic \softline
ability. We all tease Jean because she\'92ll just go back and forth in our 50-meter pool \softline
effortlessly. We call it her \'91swimming to Michigan\'92 mode. You know something? I really \softline
think she\'92s capable of swimming straight across the lake to Michigan.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93May I see the pictures, please?\'94 Jean asked timorously.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Thompson passed the envelope to her and she began to look through the photos. \softline
Instead of putting them back, though, she passed them on to the girls as she finished \softline
looking at each one. One caught her eye and she giggled. What a lovely joyous sound! \softline
The photographer \'97 who we had never noticed \'97 somehow had caught Jean in the \softline
middle of her head shake restoring her hair. It stopped the action just as each hair was \softline
about to settle in its appropriate place.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93These are very flattering, Jack,\'94 Jean said, \'93but you can\'92t be serious about \softline
modeling. We\'92re just not the model type. None of us.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93If you mean the anorexic-skin-and-bones model, you\'92ve certainly got that right. \softline
But that\'92s not what we want nor who we are. Jean Dawson, you are elegant beauty and \softline
grace, as are your daughters. You personify what every woman alive in the world today \softline
would like to be. And that\'92s particularly true when accompanied by your daughters. Not \softline
only are you incredibly beautiful, you\'92ve passed on that beauty to your progeny.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Now seriously, isn\'92t that truly what every woman wants?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab I thought about his words and he was dead right.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Jean sputtered, but really had nothing she could say. The result was \'97 and is \'97 \softline
that if you see gorgeous blue-eyed blondes in ads for Tiffany & Company, you\'92ll know \softline
who they are.
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{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Well, it was back to the mines for me. Having blown it when Jean accompanied me \softline
on my hunting expedition, I decided to do it myself.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \ul0 \tab I had managed to locate a nice place for hunting. It was a very nice singles bar and \softline
restaurant in Northbrook
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \'97 the bar area occupied about half the area \'97 with booths, small tables, quiet music... \softline
and lots of single women.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab The first time I went in, I sat at the bar and started chatting with the bartender, \softline
Charley. I learned that not only did he tend bar, but he was the manager and part-owner \softline
of the place. He pointed out something that I thought I had already noticed, but \softline
appreciated his confirmation: All the girls were looking at me and just waiting.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Charley thought it was funny as hell. \'93Mr. Smith, this is an utter riot! (I had \softline
introduced myself as Jim Smith.) The girls are all waiting for you to make a choice. I\'92ve \softline
already seen four nice guys get the brush-off because the girls are waiting in hopes of \softline
something better: you!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab I looked around the room carefully and finally picked out a vivacious brown-haired \softline
girl with what appeared to be a decent body. Although she was talking with three other \softline
girls, I had been watching her as she kept her eyes on me.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Walking over to her I said, \'93Hi! I\'92m Jim Smith. May I buy you a drink?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab That was all it took. She almost melted on the spot, and we went back to a booth. \softline
Unfortunately, Jamie turned out to be a total airhead. I could almost hear the wind \softline
whistling between her ears. Oh, well...
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab But the pick-up had worked and there would be other days.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab I did buy her dinner though, but to her dismay, then excused myself.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab It wasn\'92t very late when I returned home, but the lights were out so the girls were \softline
in bed. Carefully opening the door I heard Jean reading quietly out loud. There she was \softline
propped up in bed with Susie asleep on her shoulder reading }{\plain \fs24 \i\cf2\f1 Robin Hood.}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 Sandy was \softline
asleep on the other side but had left lots of room for me between Jean and herself.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93What are you reading aloud for?\'94 I asked. \'93Susie\'92s asleep.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab At that point without moving a muscle or opening her eyes Susie repeated \softline
everything Jean had just read to her from the page. Then her eyes popped open, she \softline
grinned and asked, \'93Or would you rather I start at the beginning, Daddy?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Did you score, darling?\'94 Jean asked. \'93If you did, it would have had to be pretty fast. \softline
You did eat, didn\'92t you?\'94 she added as she started to get out of bed. She was fully \softline
prepared to cook dinner for me right then if I had said I hadn\'92t eaten.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93No, I didn\'92t score, but I could have. The young lovely was deeply disappointed that \softline
I wasn\'92t interested in getting in her pants.\'94 I shook my head and added, \'93A total \softline
airhead.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Darn!\'94 Susie announced.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93And what does that mean?\'94 I asked.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \ul0 \tab \'93It means I was looking forward to tasting other women\'92s cunt juices to compare \softline
with Mommy\'92s is what it means.\'94 Then she grinned winsomely and added, \'93Oh, well, \softline
there\'92ll be other opportunities.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Then she got out of bad \'97 moving with the same unconscious grace of her mother \softline
\'97 and proceeded to undress me and carefully put away my clothes.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Our lovemaking that night was even more passionate than usual. In fact, Jean \softline
awakened me twice during the night for more, something she almost never did. I began \softline
to think that Jean might be having second thoughts regarding marrying me.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Anyway, I went back to the lounge each night. On the third night Charley came up \softline
to me and said, \'93Jim (we were on a first-name basis by then), could you do me a favor?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Sure, Charley. What?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Co... Cou... Could you vary the time you come in, do you think?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Sure, Charley, but why?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Just look around first,\'94 he replied.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab I did and silently whistled. \'93Good grief!\'94 I exclaimed. \'93It\'92s only Wednesday, but this \softline
looks like a Friday-night crowd.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93You got that right,\'94 Charley agreed. \'93A }{\plain \fs24 \i\cf2\f1 very good}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 Friday night, at that. But...\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93But what?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Well, Jim, you\'92re becoming too predictable. What happened is that most of these \softline
chicks arrived within the last fifteen minutes. You\'92ll make your selection and the rest \softline
will be out of here. Do you think you could vary your arrival time a bit?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93For you, Charley, anything!\'94 I said with a grin.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab He returned the grin and served me a Cardhu on the rocks. (I had added something \softline
new to my liquor repertoire. Scotch, being lower in proof than Beefeater\'92s, is easier to \softline
sip when one is hunting. I even had an occasional Maker\'92s Mark.)
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Although I scored \'97 or could have \'97 with every girl I approached, I must have gone \softline
through seven or eight before I found one I could bed.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab This happened the following week. As Charley had requested, I was varying my \softline
arrival time across a span of about two and a half hours. Charley was utterly ecstatic. \softline
Business was booming like never before. It had actually gotten to the point where I \softline
started to have difficulty paying for anything. He claimed that the establishment was \softline
minting money. Nevertheless, I insisted on paying. I guess what he did was to serve \softline
doubles \'97 at least \'97 at a single-drink price.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Anyway, I met Merrilee Adams. She caught my eye because she seemed so different \softline
from most of the girls in the place. She had dark hair, lovely gray eyes and a slim figure. \softline
Although she was with a group of girls, she didn\'92t appear to be part of it. I made a move.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Hi! I\'92m Jim Smith. May I buy you a drink?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \ul0 \tab Her first reaction was endearing. She looked around to see who I was talking to; \softline
apparently she figured I couldn\'92t have meant her. When she realized I did mean her, she \softline
brightened with a lovely smile revealing beautiful teeth. Almost as perfect as Jean\'92s, I \softline
thought.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93I would love one, Jim. Thank you very much,\'94 she replied.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Her voice was soft and very pleasant. This one might be a winner, I thought.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab We moved to my customary booth \'97 it wasn\'92t reserved, but might as well have been \softline
\'97 and she was seated. \'93What would you like?\'94 I asked.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Again, I was impressed by her answer. \'93I suppose I\'92m expected to order one of those \softline
alcoholic milkshakes, but I really don\'92t like them. Could I have whatever you\'92re \softline
drinking? It doesn\'92t look like you go for them either.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab I ordered her a Cardhu on the rocks and we talked. She was very intelligent and an \softline
interesting person to talk to. Better and better. Then I asked if she would like to join \softline
me for dinner.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93I would love it!\'94 she exclaimed. Then her face fell and she looked chagrined. \'93That \softline
acceptance was much too fast, wasn\'92t it?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93I don\'92t think so,\'94 I replied. But then I studied her and realized that she was \softline
showing signs of weight loss \'97 weight she certainly didn\'92t need to lose. I said as much.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93I\'92m running out of money,\'94 she admitted. \'93I came out here for a job. I don\'92t have \softline
the job \'97 I haven\'92t even had a real interview yet \'97 and I\'92m running out of time because \softline
of the money.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93What do you do?\'94 I asked.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93I write software,\'94 she replied, \'93but it\'92s a very special kind. It needs a very special \softline
user interface and an extremely powerful and sophisticated operating system behind it. \softline
There\'92s only one place I know that has both, and that\'92s where I want to work.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93What place is that?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Could we talk about something more pleasant?\'94 she asked. \'93I really didn\'92t come \softline
here tonight to air my frustrations.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93What did you come here for?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab She swallowed hard and then blurted, \'93To get laid... by you.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Wow! I asked a simple question and got a simple answer. But what an answer!
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab We ordered dinner \'97 or rather I ordered for both of us \'97 and had steak. Charley\'92s \softline
people did a very nice job with a plain Omaha sirloin. Merrilee was very appreciative.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Looking around the place I realized something else. Not only was it loaded with \softline
girls, there was now a new bunch of guys, too. And since I had apparently made my \softline
choice for the evening, the general hunting was in progress. Charley really was minting \softline
money; I noticed that he had another bartender working and it looked like he might be \softline
going for a third. Good for him.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \ul0 \tab We finished dinner and I escorted her to my car. She just looked at it and whistled \softline
softly. \'93You really are loaded, aren\'92t you?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab I just shrugged.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab As we drove to her apartment she said softly, \'93I hope I don\'92t disappoint you too \softline
much. I\'92m really sort of small on top, and... and... I don\'92t have much experience.\'94 She \softline
swallowed hard and whispered, \'93Jim, whatever I do, please don\'92t laugh.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab I decided right then that Merrilee would make some guy a truly wonderful wife. But \softline
that guy wasn\'92t me.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93I won\'92t laugh,\'94 I replied softly. Then I added, \'93There\'92s something else, though, \softline
isn\'92t there? What is it?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Jim Smith, you are unreal!\'94 she exclaimed. \'93Every guy I\'92ve ever known has had \softline
all the sensitivity of a dead clam, but you... My God!\'94 Then she looked at me more \softline
closely and continued, \'93But you\'92re the farthest thing from one of those guys who\'92s \'91in \softline
touch with his feelings\'92 as it\'92s possible to get. You\'92re all man, and it\'92s so incredibly \softline
wonderful.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab She paused and then blurted, \'93I shaved my pussy... Or most of it, anyway.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Although my eyes were on the road, I could feel her eyes boring into me while she \softline
waited for a response.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Sounds neat,\'94 I replied quietly. \'93And it sounds like you\'92d like to have your cunt \softline
eaten, too.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93You wouldn\'92t... You couldn\'92t... Could you? I mean...\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Yes, I can and probably will. I love eating cunt as a matter of fact.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93I\'92m in heaven and I haven\'92t even died,\'94 she exclaimed. She was quiet for a few \softline
moments and then added, \'93It\'92s never ever happened to me before. A lezzie wanted to \softline
do me, but I really wasn\'92t ready for that scene. But it\'92s just something that\'92s appealed \softline
to me. But a guy like you...\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93What about a guy like me?\'94 I asked.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93You\'92re really built, aren\'92t you? Even wearing a jacket and tie, I got an occasional \softline
glimpse of bulging muscles. You have them, don\'92t you?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93I work out every day,\'94 I told her. When I told her the weight loadings I used, she \softline
just rolled her eyes.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93I work out once a week,\'94 she replied, \'93and I think that\'92s good. Your weights are \softline
about 10 times mine. And you\'92re tanned, too, aren\'92t you?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93All over, as you\'92re about to learn anyway,\'94 I replied. \'93Even my cock is tanned.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93This is absolutely unbelievable!\'94 she softly exclaimed. \'93Every girl in that place has \softline
the hots for you.\'94 She giggled and said, \'93You know what? If you announced that the \softline
only way you would take a girl is if you could try her out fucking on a tabletop right \softline
there, virtually every girl there would take you up on it.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \ul0 \tab She giggled again as she thought through her idea. \'93Jim, what you need to do is tell \softline
the interested girls to strip. Some would wash out on the spot when you learned that \softline
their figures disappeared with their clothing. Then you try out cunts for size and just \softline
keep the one you want.\'94 Again she giggled and added, \'93It would be so much more \softline
efficient, too.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab In Merrilee Adams it was clear I had a real winner.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Arriving at Merrilee\'92s apartment, she opened the door and preceded me in. It was \softline
small but spotless. I could tell that the poor girl was beginning to shake with fear. \softline
Fortunately, Charley had really been thinking. Since we had been drinking Cardhu, he \softline
had a fresh bottle for me in a paper bag which he gave me when I paid the bill. His eyes \softline
had widened when I gave him an extra $100 tip.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Do you have some ice?\'94 I asked.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab She produced the ice and two glasses with a raised eyebrow. \'93Here\'92s the ice,\'94 she \softline
announced, \'93but what are we drinking? Ice water?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Nope. Cardhu,\'94 I replied, producing the bottle.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab I poured two drinks. Merrilee took hers and headed for the bedroom.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Where are you going?\'94 I asked.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93The bed\'92s in here,\'94 she replied. \'93And it\'92s a lot more comfortable than being fucked \softline
on a hard floor.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93Come here,\'94 I ordered, patting the sofa cushion beside me.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab She looked puzzled but did as I said.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab What followed was a classic seduction as taught to me by Jean. First I kissed her lips \softline
which were warm, sweet and loving. I nibbled on her earlobes, causing her body to \softline
shudder every time. I carefully unzipped her dress after undoing the hook at the top (I \softline
was so proud to have remembered the hook), and peeled it off her arms.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab This exposed her Wonder Bra. By this time she was moaning with passion and was, \softline
if anything, trying to hurry me along. What she wasn\'92t doing was resisting in any way.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab What I guess I haven\'92t mentioned yet is that Jean did ultimately buy a full collection \softline
of bras. At least a full collection of bra closures, and the Wonder Bra was in the \softline
collection. Jean in a Wonder Bra was funny as hell, by the way. It\'92s supposed to make \softline
a small girl look big, but the designers never thought of a girl with the very firm tits that \softline
Jean has. She couldn\'92t wait to get the damned thing off.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Anyway, I removed Merrilee\'92s bra and worked on her tits and nipples. As she had \softline
said, she really was small on top, but her tits were perfectly shaped. They reminded me \softline
in size of Sandy\'92s. But they were lovely, with tiny nipples and very small areolae. By \softline
now she was crying in passion. Get into her pants? She got off the sofa to get rid of her \softline
dress and drop her bikini.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93I don\'92t believe this,\'94 she said as she slipped off her bikini. \'93It\'92s sopping!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \ul0 \tab She was utterly stunned when I took it from her and raised it to my nose. \'93My, what \softline
a sweet cunt!\'94 I commented.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Finally, I rose from the sofa and let her undress me. She really looked cute as she \softline
did it, too. Obviously, this was another first for her. When she had me down to my \softline
jockey shorts, she could see the bulge of my sex. Dropping to her knees, she swallowed \softline
hard and then lowered them.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab She gasped, \'93My God! I just don\'92t believe this.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab She rocked back so she was kneeling with her butt on her heels and just looked me \softline
up and down. \'93Jim Smith, you are unreal! You\'92re like one of those Greek gods, but with \softline
a glorious tan all over. I could eat you up!\'94 Which she proceeded to try to do by taking \softline
the end of my cock in her mouth. I\'92m certain that that, too, was a first. She was about \softline
to go further, but that wasn\'92t on my agenda.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Instead, I raised her up from her knees, then picked her up in my arms. She realized \softline
how easily I could carry her weight. While in my arms, she ran her fingers over my \softline
shoulders and upper arms and just sighed. I took her head in a hand, moved her lips to \softline
mine and melted her with a kiss.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93I\'92m in heaven,\'94 she murmured. Then she added, \'93Fuck me, Jim! For God\'92s sake, \softline
just fuck me!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93In due time,\'94 I replied softly as I carried her into the bedroom.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Clearly, her optimism hadn\'92t extended to turning down the covers on the bed, but \softline
that was no problem. Doing that with a woman in my arms was also included in Jean\'92s \softline
course of study.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab I pulled down the covers and laid Merrilee out in the middle of the bed. Spreading \softline
her legs, I lifted them up to my shoulders, bringing her cunt within easy reach of my lips \softline
and proceeded to eat her. As I expected, she was sweet and lovely, although there was \softline
some stubble around her vaginal lips she had missed with her razor. Jean and the girls \softline
plucked out their hair so there was no stubble to leave. Much more painful, but things \softline
like that never registered on either Jean or the girls.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab I quickly took her to one orgasm \'97 that came as an utter shock to her \'97 and \softline
another and another. All the muscles in her lower body were in spasm; it was so intense \softline
her diaphragm stopped working so I stopped to let her catch her breath. When she did, \softline
I repeated it, and then again, and again.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Finally she gasped, \'93No more! God! No more! Just fuck me. Please, darling Jim, \softline
just fuck this cunt! And that\'92s all I am right now, too. Just a cunt that\'92s desperate to \softline
have that huge cock of yours driving as deep into it as you can get. Now please!\'94 she \softline
screamed.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab I lowered her legs to bring her cunt down so it was lined up with my cock and then \softline
slowly entered her. She was tight \'97 very tight. But at the same time, her cunt was \softline
flooded with her vaginal juices and her cum, so she was very wet. I took a series of small \softline
strokes and eventually impaled her on my full length.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \ul0 \tab What followed was the fucking of her life. I played with her tits and bit on her \softline
nipples as I drove in and out. I moved up and kissed her lips and my kiss was returned \softline
with all the passion the girl could give. She reached one orgasm, then another, then a \softline
third.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Soon she was at the stage similar to what had happened when I was eating her: she \softline
could no longer breathe. I eased her down, let her recover, then did it again... and \softline
again... and again.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab When she was coherent \'97 which wasn\'92t very often \'97 Merrilee would just scream, \softline
\'93Pound my filthy cunt! Harder! Fuck me harder! I want to feel that magnificent cock \softline
coming out of my mouth!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab I did my best. By this time, her vaginal walls had loosened sufficiently for me to be \softline
able easily to move in and out my full length. Clearly, she wasn\'92t nearly as experienced \softline
as I had become, but she was able to find her cuntal muscles and rhythmically squeezed \softline
my cock as I pounded her.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab Finally, even my control failed. I drove deep into her \'97 all the way \'97 and exploded. \softline
My explosion triggered Merrilee\'92s ultimate orgasm. With a wild scream, she lost \softline
consciousness as her cunt worked weakly trying to extract the last of my essence.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab It took a couple of minutes for me to recover, too. When I did, I got off the bed, \softline
returned to the living room and dressed again. Returning to the bedroom I found \softline
Merrilee just regaining consciousness. Her thighs were still spread wide and our mixed \softline
syrup was leaking out of her cunt onto the bed.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab She made no move to cover herself or do anything else. She just lay there with her \softline
arms and thighs both spread wide, but with the most lovely expression on her face I had \softline
ever seen. \'93Thank you, dear Jim,\'94 she whispered. \'93In my wildest dreams I never \softline
thought of anything like that.\'94 She smiled weakly and added, \'93My cunt just won the \softline
lottery! It could not have been any better.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab I bent down and kissed her. Our kiss was truly lovely; it was warm, loving and \softline
utterly passionless. \'93Are you going to get up?\'94 I asked as I moved away from her.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93I\'92m just going to lie here and enjoy the incredible feeling of your cum flooding my \softline
insides.\'94 Then she looked at me and asked, \'93Who\'92s Jean, by the way? That\'92s the name \softline
you screamed when you exploded in me. And since phonetically, Jean isn\'92t very close to \softline
Merrilee...\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab I don\'92t know what I replied, but I left.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab When I returned home, I found the three girls in bed together. Jean\'92s first words \softline
were, \'93You scored!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab I admitted that I had.
}{\plain \fs24 \cf2\f1 \tab \'93How was it?\'94 she asked. \'93Darling, you\'92ve got to tell me all about it!\'94
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\ul0 \tab While I told her about Merrilee, Susie was working on my cock with her mouth, first \softline
to clean it and then to get it nice and hard again for her mother. At the same time, \softline
Sandy was using her talented mouth on Jean\'92s cunt.
\tab \'93She\'92s not bad at all, Dad,\'94 Susie announced. \'93Her cunt is really pretty sweet; not \softline
nearly as sweet as Mom\'92s, but pretty sweet.\'94 She paused a moment and continued, \'93Of \softline
course, no other woman\'92s is, but she\'92s pretty good.\'94 Again she paused, looked off as if \softline
trying to identify something, then added, \'93There\'92s blood on your cock, too. Where did \softline
that come from?\'94
\tab \'93Maybe she just finished her period,\'94 I suggested. Little did I know.
\tab My lovemaking with Jean that night was simply perfect. It couldn\'92t have been any \softline
better. Then I realized that \'97 probably subconsciously \'97 she was trying to prove that \softline
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months. She was the problem, not me.
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{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab I had had four more sexual encounters after that mar-velous night with Merrilee \softline
Adams before I encountered Amy Grant. I\'92m still trying to figure out what the \softline
attraction was. I guess it\'92s because she seemed so young and sweet. She is small \'97 only \softline
about five feet one \'97 and looks very young. Thinking about it, I guess it\'92s because she \softline
has small teeth, very long straight blonde hair (although she was wearing it up in a very \softline
stylish way when I met her) and lovely blue eyes.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Although she appeared to be only about 16, when I looked at Charley, he came over \softline
and said, \'93I know who you\'92re looking at and I know the way she looks, Jim, but she\'92s 24. \softline
And I really am sure. She\'92s been here a couple of times recently. Not only did I really \softline
check over her ID, I noted the license number and checked with DMV. It\'92s real and it\'92s \softline
her. Honest.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Beyond that, though, she had a lovely pair of tits.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab When I approached her, I obtained a reaction similar to Merrilee\'92s: she looked \softline
around her to see whom I was going to select for the evening. When she realized that \softline
she was the girl of the night, I received a truly wondrous and very warm smile.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Hi,\'94 I began. \'93I\'92m Jim Smith. Could I buy you a drink?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab The girl shivered with excitement. Honest to God, she really did. \'93I would love you \softline
to!\'94 she exclaimed.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab We went over to my booth. (Getting a little proprietary, aren\'92t we, Dawson?) I \softline
asked, \'93What can I get you to drink?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Again her response was endearing. \'93I... I really don\'92t know how to answer that,\'94 she \softline
replied. Then with the cutest grin I\'92ve ever seen (short of Susie and Sandy\'92s) she
explained, \'93I only had my first drink a couple of weeks ago, and I still know nothing at \softline
all about drinking.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab While I\'92ve been drinking a lot of Cardhu at Charley\'92s, I had an idea. \'93How about a \softline
bottle of champagne?\'94 I asked. \'93Do you like it?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Jim, are you planning on taking me to bed tonight?\'94 she asked.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab I was more than a bit startled at her forthrightness. \'93Well, it\'92s pretty early in the \softline
evening to be thinking of that,\'94 I replied, \'93but if things work out...\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab This time her eyes were dancing with excitement when she responded, \'93Then I \softline
would love it! But... I have to tell you right now, I\'92ve never had even a sip of it. All I \softline
know about champagne is that it\'92s often served at weddings \'97 but not where I\'92m from.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Oh?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93No,\'94 she explained. \'93I\'92m from downstate \'97 you know, from the Bible Belt \'97 a tiny \softline
town called Pana. I\'92m certain you\'92ve never heard of it. The only things they serve at \softline
weddings are water and grape juice.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Water?\'94 I asked skeptically. \'93Are you serious?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab With a big grin she replied, \'93I sure am! Folks in my home town figure that if God \softline
wanted us to drink wine \'97 or champagne \'97 at a wedding, Jesus would do His marriage \softline
feast at Cana thing for us.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab I knew that Charley had stocked some Dom P\'e9rignon for me. Actually, that\'92s a very \softline
interesting item. It\'92s from Mo\'ebt et Chandon and is considered one of the world\'92s finest \softline
champagnes. However, primarily due to the very extensive hand care required for years \softline
in the process of making it, its production is very limited. As a result, it\'92s essentially \softline
\'93rationed\'94. An establishment or liquor store is only allowed to buy Dom P\'e9rignon in \softline
very small proportion to the amount of other Mo\'ebt champagnes it purchases. Well, it \softline
seems that the booming business triggered by Jim Smith resulted in a substantial sale \softline
of Mo\'ebt champagnes so Charley qualified to buy a case. (I bought half of it from him.)
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Anyway, I called for a bottle of Dom P\'e9rignon and a few moments later Charley \softline
personally brought it over in an iced wine cooler along with a pair of champagne flutes. \softline
(This was another Jim Smith contribution; when we had talked about DP, I told him \softline
that the more customary shallow champagne glasses were horrors when serving a fine \softline
champagne.) He popped the cork and poured a little for me to taste. The fact is, we had \softline
both done very well indeed. The bottle was from a star year \'97 such a year occurs about \softline
once in five years or so \'97 and it signifies a particularly good champagne. And this was \softline
very good indeed.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab I nodded and Charley poured a flute for Amy, then filled mine. He ignored my hand \softline
with a $50 bill in it as he returned to the bar. (Later I told him that I could get him \softline
blacklisted by the bartenders\'92 union if the word ever got out that he walked away from \softline
a tip.)
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Amy was enthralled watching the tiny bubbles rise from the bottom of the glass. \softline
When I raised mine to salute her, she smiled as I gently clinked our glasses across the
table. Then she had a tiny sip. I really loved it! This girl was turning into a small, \softline
blonde Merrilee Adams with big tits. But she has the same openness and innocence that \softline
Merrilee does.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93This is wonderful!\'94 she gushed. \'93Good grief, I never knew anything could be this \softline
good.\'94 Then she thought for a moment and added, \'93But that bottle... it doesn\'92t look like \softline
the champagne bottles I\'92ve seen in the stores...\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93The bottle is quite distinctive. It\'92s a function of the very dark-green glass that \softline
makes it appear almost opaque \'97 it\'92s not \'97 and the label that\'92s a small green-gold \softline
shield. In combination, the effect is very distinctive.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab I winked at her and said, \'93Now that we\'92ve decided you like the champagne, it might \softline
be nice if I knew your name. And since you\'92ve already asked if I\'92m going to take you to \softline
bed tonight...\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab She put down her glass and extended her small hand across the table. \'93Hi, Jim \softline
Smith. I\'92m Amy Grant, and I can\'92t tell you how happy I am to meet you.\'94 Again, there \softline
was that lovely innocence. \'93I was hoping against hope that you would choose me \softline
tonight, but I really didn\'92t think you would. There are so many super-sophisticated, \softline
beautiful women here this evening, I didn\'92t think I had a chance.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab She paused, looked me straight in the eye and asked, \'93Why did you choose me?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Deciding to tease her a little with an eyebrow raised I replied, \'93You\'92re sure you want \softline
to know?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab I guess my comment took her aback a bit. But then she firmly nodded her head and \softline
declared, \'93Yes, damn it! I really do want to know.\'94 At that she reddened and added, \softline
\'93Good grief! What I said... What will you think of a girl who swears?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Okay, Amy,\'94 I replied with a warm smile (at least I hope it came across as being \softline
warm), \'93it\'92s because you\'92re }{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\i\cf2\f1 not}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 one of those super-sophisticated women.\'94 I paused and \softline
then continued, \'93The ones I\'92ve talked to have either been such airheads I could almost \softline
hear the air whistling through their ears, or else they were impossibly self-centered.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93You, on the other hand, are beautiful yet you don\'92t appear to be stuck on yourself. \softline
Quite honestly, I was watching you for awhile and was getting increasingly interested \softline
in you. But the clincher came when I came over to you and said hello. Your first \softline
reaction was to look around to see whom I was addressing. You\'92re so un-stuck on \softline
yourself, you just didn\'92t think I could be addressing you. Am I correct?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab With a wry little grin she replied, \'93You\'92re right-er than you could possibly know. \softline
I\'92ve only been here a couple of times before, and the women almost ran me out of the \softline
place. \'91Go home, little girl! This is for }{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\i\cf2\f1 women}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 , not little kids.\'92\'94 Then she shook her \softline
head and chuckled, \'93But you\'92re right, Jim, about the airheads. And you really }{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\i\cf2\f1 can}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 hear \softline
the air whistling through their ears if you\'92re standing close enough.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93All right, Amy Grant,\'94 I said with a smile, \'93how about if you come over to my side \softline
of the booth? I would come around to yours, but with the high booth back it\'92s more \softline
private on this side of the table.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \ul0 \tab With a lovely smile, she slid gracefully out of the booth \'97 not the easiest thing to do, \softline
I might add \'97 and slid in on my side. I was standing to let her in.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93This is so much nicer,\'94 she said. \'93It\'92s like a real date.\'94 She paused, looked pensive \softline
for a moment and then mused, \'93For that matter, what does one call this? It\'92s not really \softline
a date; you didn\'92t even know my name until a few moments ago. It could be a pick-up, \softline
but that\'92s not really right either.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Looking me right in the eye she said, \'93You do know, Jim, that you could save \softline
yourself a lot of time and trouble, don\'92t you?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Oh? How?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Oh... by just announcing that any girl that wanted to sleep with you tonight has to \softline
take off all of her clothing immediately,\'94 she replied insouciantly. \'93And you know what \softline
else? In 90 seconds or less, every woman in the place would be naked. And,\'94 she added, \softline
\'93that particularly includes women here with dates or husbands!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Things were really getting thick! But at the same time her comment reminded me \softline
of what Merrilee had said; it was almost the same thing. That, in turn, caused me to \softline
wonder what had happened to Merrilee \'97 or, for that matter, the other girls I had \softline
fucked. Maybe Merrilee finally ran out of money, I mentally concluded. But what about \softline
the four others? None of them had shown up at Charley\'92s since we were together. Yet \softline
all had said they had had a marvelous experience and wanted to repeat it as soon as \softline
possible. Thinking about it, I guess I was just as glad Merrilee hadn\'92t returned. Our \softline
relationship certainly was going nowhere, and she was much too nice a person to be led \softline
on and ultimately hurt.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab We continued to sip our champagne and I asked Amy what she would like for dinner. \softline
Again I was somewhat taken aback by her response.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Instead of answering immediately, she focused on the bubbles rising from her refilled \softline
champagne glass. Finally, after reaching some sort of personal conclusion she replied, \softline
\'93Look, Jim, let me give you some of the facts of life \'97 }{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\i\cf2\f1 my}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 life. I told you I\'92m a country \softline
girl from the Bible Belt. But from your speech and behavior, I don\'92t think you\'92re from \softline
around here originally, are you?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93No, I\'92m not,\'94 I answered without further elaboration.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Well it\'92s likely then that you have no idea of the level of provincialism and \softline
insularity you\'92re dealing with. Do you want to know what a big date is for me? And I\'92m \softline
not going to tease you, I promise.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93What is a big date for you, Amy?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93A Big Mac and a movie... and if we\'92re being really risqu\'e9, it might even be rated PG-13... or whatever the current rating is. Honest. That\'92s it. That\'92s the extent of my social \softline
knowledge.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93But what about college? And for that matter, what do you do?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \ul0 \tab \'93College? A tiny church-related school near home: Greenville College.\'94 Then she \softline
looked at me with her eyes somewhat masked and said softly, \'93I\'92m a teacher.\'94 Then she \softline
just looked at me and I could have sworn I saw tears forming at the corners of her eyes.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Okay, you\'92re a teacher. But from your appearance and the way you said it, it looks \softline
like you expect me to walk out on you. Why?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Because it\'92s part of what I\'92ve been getting from the bitches in residence here... \softline
Oops! I did it again!\'94 Her lovely blue eyes were wide as she added, \'93My language is \softline
really turning you off, isn\'92t it?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Language?\'94 I repeated. (Notice, please, I didn\'92t say \'93Huh?\'94 A definite improvement.)
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Bitches\'94 she whispered, obviously embarrassed at her use of the word.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Amy, I\'92ll tell you something right now. First of all, a bitch is a female dog; it\'92s not \softline
an obscenity. Furthermore, I love a girl who really lets it out. Happy?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Okay,\'94 she responded with a quirky grin. \'93The fact is, though, that most of these \softline
women are career gals, including lawyers, accountants, MIS people... All that good stuff. \softline
To them I\'92m \'91just a teacher \'97 yuck\'92.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93What do you teach?\'94 I asked. \'93And where?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93I teach English at Deerfield High School,\'94 Amy replied. \'93I teach 9}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\super\cf2\f1 th}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 and 10}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\super\cf2\f1 th}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 grade \softline
courses.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93How did you happen to get to Deerfield from downstate?\'94 I asked.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93It was sort of funny, really. There are two reasons,\'94 she replied with a little grin. \softline
\'93First of all, the money is very good. But second, it\'92s the only job offer I received. \softline
Everyone wants to hire education majors; I majored in English.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93How did you get the job, then?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93I had always thought there was something strange about it. And that was finally \softline
confirmed just a few weeks ago on the last day of the teachers\'92 school year. Classes were \softline
already over for the year \'97 no students \'97 and we were cleaning up our classrooms. It \softline
was about 10:30 when the former superintendent who had hired me showed up. He \softline
walked in and told me how proud he was of what I had accomplished in the two years \softline
I\'92ve been there. I should have guessed it, because he had hired me just before he retired. \softline
Then he admitted that I was his human land mine waiting to explode under the feet of \softline
his successor. He said that for some years he felt that high school teachers should have \softline
majored in the subject area they\'92re going to teach, but that\'92s a long way from the \softline
conventional wisdom in education today.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Indeed?\'94 I responded. This was news to me; I was getting an education in \softline
education.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93It\'92s true,\'94 Amy continued. \'93For example, a colleague of mine is teaching English \softline
on the basis of only one English course beyond high school! She has her master\'92s degree \softline
in education and is well on her way to her D.Ed. She\'92s one of the ones in the department
who\'92s constantly criticizing me because I insist on correct grammar, spelling and \softline
punctuation. She claims it inhibits the students\'92 creativity.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93And what do you think?\'94 I asked.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93I think that first, she\'92s too lazy to correct her students\'92 written work; the other is \softline
just an excuse. Second \'97 having seen some of her own written work \'97 I don\'92t think she \softline
knows how to construct a sentence, spell or punctuate.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Amy smiled again, much more warmly this time, and continued, \'93Shortly before \softline
classes ended, I received the warmest compliment a teacher could possibly get...\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93And what\'92s that?\'94 I interrupted.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93One of my students from the previous year stopped by to see me,\'94 Amy said. \'93She \softline
told me that she was the best-prepared student in her class, and it was all due to me. \softline
Jim, I really can\'92t tell you how good that made me feel.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Raising my champagne glass I declared, \'93I salute you, Amy Grant. The fact of the \softline
matter is that I taught at the college level for a while, so I do know how you feel. And \softline
I agree: that is the nicest compliment a teacher can receive.\'94 I took a sip of my \softline
champagne after toasting her and then asked, \'93So how do you stand with the \softline
administration now?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93I guess that\'92s sort of funny, too. I }{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\i\cf2\f1 know}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 they would love to get rid of me, but...\'94 \softline
Amy\'92s voice tailed off.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93But what?\'94 I persisted.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93The \'91but\'92 is that the parents are all demanding that their kids be assigned to my \softline
sections. Furthermore, there\'92s almost an internecine battle among the parents of 9}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\super\cf2\f1 th}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \softline
grade kids. The parents of the kids I had last year want them in my classes in the 10}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\super\cf2\f1 th}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \softline
grade. The other parents argue that they\'92ve already had a turn with me and it\'92s only \softline
fair to give their kids a chance.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Then I did something I had been thinking about, and her comment presented the \softline
perfect opportunity. I reached out, pulled her close and kissed her. She was startled for \softline
a moment, but when she felt my tongue probing at her lips, opened her mouth to allow \softline
my tongue entrance. When my tongue met hers, I could feel her whole body shudder.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab It was a lovely kiss \'97 sweet and warm and loving. But \'97 no surprise \'97 no \softline
electricity or bells; at least there were none on my side. As I held her I could feel her \softline
slowly moving her tits against my chest. That really did feel good. Although hers were \softline
not nearly as firm as Jean\'92s, they were significantly larger.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Finally our lips parted, but Amy just cuddled against my chest and sighed. \'93That \softline
was so good, Jim,\'94 she whispered. With her head still down so I couldn\'92t see her face she \softline
asked, \'93Are you going to bed me tonight? Please? I really hope you will.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Then she eased away to be able to look me in the eye and added, \'93I can\'92t believe I \softline
actually said that! Can you believe it? A girl asking a guy if he\'92ll bed her? What can you \softline
possibly think I am?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \ul0 \tab \'93A beautiful woman... a wonderful teacher, and a marvelous human being. And \softline
that\'92s just a start.\'94 Then I grinned and added, \'93We were talking about dinner and got \softline
off the subject a little. The last point I remember your making about food was that \softline
gourmet dining was a Big Mac. Since this isn\'92t McDonald\'92s, what would you like?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93James Smith,\'94 she replied with her eyes dancing, \'93I\'92m an English teacher; one of \softline
my primary responsibilities is to teach my students to communicate effectively. Clearly, \softline
I\'92m not doing a very good job communicating with you. What I\'92ve been trying to tell you \softline
is that, aside from a Big Mac and store-bought bread, if we didn\'92t grow it on our farm, \softline
we didn\'92t have it. Now is that clear enough?\'94 Then she grinned and added, \'93I have no \softline
known allergies, and I\'92ll eat anything. So you order.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93How about seafood?\'94 I asked.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Seafood?\'94 she responded, pretending to be puzzled. \'93Oh! You mean channel \softline
catfish, yellow perch... That sort of thing?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Well...\'94 I replied with a grin while stretching out the word, \'93I was thinking of \softline
lobster. You know... It\'92s sort of an overgrown crawfish.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Amy licked her lovely lips and looked so cute when she did. \'93I\'92ve heard about them,\'94 \softline
she said, \'93but that\'92s the extent of it.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93I\'92m sorry, Amy, but Charley doesn\'92t carry Maine lobster. He does have very good \softline
lobster tails, though.\'94 I paused and then asked, \'93Which would you prefer? Two lobster \softline
tails or surf & turf?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93What\'92s surf & turf?\'94 she asked.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93It\'92s a lobster tail served with either a boneless sirloin or a filet mignon; your \softline
choice.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab She just licked her lips. \'93You choose.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Okay,\'94 I responded. \'93I guess we\'92ll have two lobster tails. It will work better with \softline
the champagne, anyway.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab So that\'92s exactly what we did.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab While we were waiting for our dinner \'97 I ordered jumbo shrimp cocktails to begin \softline
\'97 Amy excused herself to go to the ladies room. When she returned, she was almost \softline
dancing with glee.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Jim Smith, this is absolutely the very best day of my entire life! And by the way,\'94 \softline
she interjected with her eyes wide but sparkling with excitement, \'93You smeared my \softline
lipstick, you nasty man! And to make it worse, one of the principal bitches had to point \softline
it out to me, too. It was just }{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\i\cf2\f1 so}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 embarrassing!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab With her eyes dancing and being scarcely able to control her glee, I really had a \softline
tough time feeling sorry for her \'93embarrassment\'94.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93It was awful!\'94 she continued. \'93This girl \'97 Phoebe something-or-other \'97 pointed \softline
out that my lipstick was smeared and asked me how that had happened.\'94 With her eyes
now as big as saucers she continued, \'93I had to tell the truth, Jim, as embarrassing as it \softline
was. I told her, \'91I guess that was when Jim held me in his arms and kissed me.\'92
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93\'91How was it?\'92 she asked. \'91Oh... nothing too special,\'92 I replied. \'91Although I did feel \softline
faint, I didn\'92t even lose consciousness. But in fairness to Jim, he was a long way from \softline
letting it all out, either. But then to feel his arms around me crushing my breasts to his \softline
chest... You really would not believe the muscles on that guy! His clothes are so \softline
beautifully tailored, they conceal his body pretty well, but Jim Smith has muscles on his \softline
muscles! It was simply heavenly! And the night has scarcely begun.\'92
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Did I overdo it, Jim?\'94 she asked with her eyes gleaming. \'93Of course I did scuttle \softline
out of there in a big hurry. If I had stayed for a few more minutes, the girls might not \softline
have let me out alive.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Golly, I don\'92t know...\'94 I replied. Then I took her in my arms and kissed her again. \softline
The fact was, she had been right. I really had been holding back on my power. This time \softline
I really did let it out.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Amy\'92s mouth was incredibly soft and sweet. When our tongues met again, I kissed \softline
her with all my power and felt her go limp in my arms. I just held her close smelling the \softline
lovely fragrance of her body. I could feel her reviving, but she made no move to separate \softline
so I just held her.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Then I heard her voice muffled by my chest as she said, \'93Nope. I sure didn\'92t overdo \softline
it.\'94 She moved away to be able to see my face and said with a wonderfully impish grin, \softline
\'93Will you excuse me again, Jim? I\'92ve got to go back to the ladies room and correct the \softline
record. When you do open up with your kisses, you put me out like a light.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab I made a move to get up but Amy immediately stopped me. \'93Are you absolutely \softline
nuts?\'94 she asked. \'93Or do you think I am? Or maybe you think I have a fully-developed \softline
death wish? Because if I said to those chicks what I just said to you, I would become \softline
instantly dead. And you haven\'92t bedded me yet, either.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93No, I haven\'92t,\'94 I replied. Then, as much to see her reaction as anything else I \softline
added, \'93The fact is, Amy Grant, I don\'92t want to bed you, I want to fuck you. Is that what \softline
you want?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab When she first heard the word, she went as red as a beet. Her eyes widened and her \softline
mouth formed a perfect \'93O\'94 while her body trembled. Clearly, hearing the word had \softline
really shaken her up. She just sat there stunned motionless. But then I could see her \softline
brain start to work, overcoming her shock. It was so very cute and so very human. Her \softline
mouth moved and finally she was able slowly to stammer, \'93You... want to... f-f-fuck... \softline
me.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab She looked around and even looked upward. Then she said softly, \'93Good grief! I \softline
actually said the word \'97 sort of \'97 and I\'92m still here. The ground didn\'92t open and \softline
swallow me up.\'94 Then she looked deeply into my eyes and said, \'93You did say you like \softline
your women to be... vocal?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Yes,\'94 I agreed with my face impassive.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \ul0 \tab \'93Jim Smith, I want you to fuck me tonight. I want... I want... I want you to fuck my \softline
ass off!\'94 she whispered in a very decisive tone of voice. Then her face fell and she added, \softline
\'93Oh, dear...\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Now what\'92s the trouble?\'94 I asked. \'93But before you answer that question, I\'92ll \softline
answer yours. James Smith accepts with pleasure Amy Grant\'92s cordial invitation to fuck \softline
her ass off.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab At that Amy grinned, sighed and pulled my head down to kiss me. I don\'92t know how \softline
experienced Amy was before that night... Stop! I take it back. I }{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\i\cf2\f1 do}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 know how \softline
experienced she was; her experience was next to nothing. But I\'92ll say something else \softline
about her: she was a very fast learner. Her lips met mine and she moved against them \softline
softly. Her lips are so beautifully kissable. Then her tongue probed my mouth for the \softline
first time; when it met mine, she shivered and moaned. At the same time she was trying \softline
to crush her luscious tits against my chest. It was shaping up to be a very interesting \softline
evening.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab When we eased apart I repeated, \'93Now what\'92s the trouble? What did that \'91oh, dear\'92 \softline
mean?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Amy has a marvelously winsome grin which she displayed right then. Then she \softline
replied, \'93You\'92re going to think I\'92m a terrible housekeeper. I didn\'92t even make my bed!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93I can live with that,\'94 I replied with a smile, \'93but from the way you said it, leaving \softline
it unmade was not accidental. Was it?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab This time I received her warmest, loveliest smile full force. \'93No, it wasn\'92t an \softline
accident, Jim. It was deliberate. Before, when I was coming over here, I really had the \softline
apartment spotless with fresh sheets on the bed... It was even turned down on both \softline
sides,\'94 she said, blushing again.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93But then I decided that maybe I was jinxing myself with all of my advance \softline
preparations for something that was very improbable of occurrence in the first place. \softline
So anyway, I messed it up again. And it worked.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93How many times have you come here?\'94 I asked, starting on my shrimp cocktail.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Amy looked at her dish for the first time and said, \'93I\'92ve never had shrimp cocktail \softline
before, but I\'92ve seen other people with it. This looks different. I\'92ve always seen it with \softline
a red sauce; this is more a creamy yellow. Why?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Because what you\'92ve seen has been the standard cocktail sauce. It\'92s made with a \softline
ketchup or chili sauce base and often has horse radish added. This is remoulade sauce; \softline
it has mustard in it. Since shrimp are really pretty tasteless, this adds a piquancy that \softline
I particularly like. Do you?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab She had a small bite and her face lighted up. \'93It\'92s marvelous!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Then she looked at my and said, \'93I think you asked how many times I\'92ve been here. \softline
Tonight is the third.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93What happened the other two times?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \ul0 \tab \'93The short answer is nothing. The first time, I think it must have taken at least \softline
fifteen minutes for me to persuade the bartender to sell me a drink. I guess that was a \softline
night you didn\'92t come in, and from my point of view it was a good thing. If you had been \softline
here when I was trying to convince the bartender I was old enough to drink, I would \softline
have died on the spot from embarrassment. The second time, either I was late, or you \softline
were early; in any event, you had already selected your victim for the evening.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Victim?\'94 I asked with an eyebrow raised.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Of course!\'94 she replied with her eyes gleaming. \'93Didn\'92t you know? We\'92re all \softline
volunteers, offering our bodies up to destruction for your amusement. You did know \softline
that, didn\'92t you?\'94 (That line took on great significance later.)
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Her expression changed dramatically. Gone was the humor; in its place was... \softline
something else. I really didn\'92t know what. Then she said, \'93I can\'92t tell you how \softline
wonderful it feels knowing you\'92re going to fuck me tonight, Jim. And when you\'92re in me, \softline
I guess you would like me to scream, \'91Fuck me!\'92, wouldn\'92t you?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab The remains of the shrimp remoulade disappeared to be replaced with our lobster \softline
tails.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93While we\'92re on the subject of vocabulary \'97 as an English teacher, it\'92s very \softline
important to me \'97 I guess I need to add a few words to it.\'94 Cradling her right breast \softline
in her hand she asked, \'93What\'92s this?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93You tell me,\'94 I replied. \'93What is it?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93It\'92s a breast... or a mammary gland...\'94 She paused, and I could see her screwing up \softline
her courage to continue, \'93...or a tit, a boob... What do you like, Jim?\'94 That was probably \softline
the first time in her life she had ever used those terms and possibly the first time she \softline
ever }{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\i\cf2\f1 thought}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 them.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Well...\'94 I replied, stretching out the word, \'93that depends. I could feel them being \softline
crushed against my chest...\'94 Then I reached out. At the time, she was sitting angled \softline
toward me in the booth. I took her left tit in my hand and squeezed.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Amy\'92s first reaction was to raise her hand in protest, but she stopped herself after \softline
her first tiny motion. Her eyes widened, but then she relaxed and sighed. \'93That feels \softline
so good, Jim Smith. Squeeze it, please? Please squeeze my tit again?\'94 Again her eyes \softline
widened as she made the request for what I\'92m certain was the first time in her life.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab My hand is rather large, but her breast was far more than a handful. I squeezed \softline
again, and then again, harder. All that did was to provoke a soft moan of pleasure. \'93You \softline
have lovely boobs, Amy.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab She was really turned on. Then she moved her hand to her crotch and asked, \'93And \softline
this?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93We\'92ll save that for later,\'94 I replied. \'93In the meantime, your lobster is getting cool. \softline
And there are few things worse than lukewarm lobster!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \ul0 \tab The dinner was very good indeed, surprisingly so. We finished with coffee and \softline
cognac. Since cognac is distilled champagne, I didn\'92t think there would be a conflict and \softline
there was none. Charley was really doing it up brown. The cognac served was R\'e9my \softline
Martin\'92s Louis XIII served from its fleur-de-lis shaped bottle blown by Baccarat. One \softline
tends not to throw this bottle out when it\'92s empty. It\'92s the world\'92s finest, except for the \softline
special house reserve that\'92s never sold.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab She had a sip and her eyes widened. \'93It\'92s so smooth...! And so warming! It\'92s simply \softline
lovely.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Then she again turned in the booth and asked, \'93Could we go to my place now and \softline
get started with my fucking?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab As we were heading out, I have to give it to Charley. When I paid him, he presented \softline
me with another bottle of Dom P\'e9rignon along with two flutes. He even had a cushioned \softline
and insulated container to keep the champagne cold and protect the flutes from \softline
breakage.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab When we got to the door, Amy suddenly stopped and said, \'93I\'92m sorry, Jim. Please \softline
go ahead and get your car. I need to see Charley about something.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Is there anything I can do?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93No... thanks. Please just go on ahead. I\'92ll just be a moment. I promise.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab When I brought the car up to the curb, Amy was just coming out of the bar. I \softline
quickly climbed out, went around the car, and opened the door for Amy.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Instead of getting in, though, she just stood there admiring it. Then she said softly \softline
\'97 almost reverently, \'93This is a BMW, isn\'92t it? And it\'92s a very special one, too.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93It\'92s a car, Amy,\'94 I replied. \'93It starts, it runs, and it gets me where I want to go.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab I motioned for her to get in the car. Instead, she opened her purse, pulled out what \softline
appeared to be a large bar towel \'97 that\'92s why she\'92d stopped to see Charlie \'97 and spread \softline
it on the passenger\'92s seat. To my obvious puzzlement, she said, \'93In case you haven\'92t \softline
noticed, Jim, you\'92ve gotten me hot tonight... and very wet. So wet that I soaked my \softline
panties with your last kiss... I don\'92t want to stain the leather.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab As she entered the car, I noticed that she was blushing furiously. Closing her door, \softline
I went around to my side and got behind the wheel. Turning to Amy, I took her in my \softline
arms and kissed her. The instant I did, she took the offensive and began again to probe \softline
my mouth with her tongue. While still locked in our kiss, I reached out and slid my hand \softline
under her skirt and began to caress her upper thigh.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab At my first touch, Amy\'92s first reaction was to bring her thighs together, but that only \softline
lasted for an instant. Instead, she turned toward me in her seat and spread her thighs \softline
as far apart as she could, inviting my tactile inspection.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab With my hand on her thigh, I moved my lips away from hers and went back to her \softline
dainty ear. Gently I nibbled on it provoking lovely shudders with every bite. Then I was \softline
really taken by surprise. With her hand on her skirt, Amy took mine that was under it
and moved it up to her crotch. She hadn\'92t been kidding. Her skirt was wet and her \softline
panties were soaked.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Jim,\'94 she gasped, \'93get me home! Right now! Otherwise I\'92ll have you fucking me \softline
right here in the parking lot!\'94 She paused for an instant and added, \'93Good grief! It\'92s \softline
never been like this! Nothing even close!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab I had to agree with her position. I was too old \'97 and had been spoiled too much by \softline
Jean \'97 to care for the gyrations necessary to take her in the car. I released her, shifted \softline
the transmission into second (don\'92t ask; the M-5 has a six-speed manual, and with over \softline
390 horsepower, you don\'92t really need to bother with first), released the hand brake, and \softline
asked, \'93Where do I want to go? Where do you live?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93I live in a mother-in-law apartment here in Northbrook,\'94 she replied. \'93And it\'92s on \softline
a large lot backing up to the woods beside the Des Plaines River. The owners have me \softline
sort of house-sitting this summer while they spend the time away from this infernal heat \softline
up in the Northern Peninsula.\'94 She grinned at me (although her grin was really sort of \softline
tremulous) and said, \'93Does that sound okay? I\'92ll just give you directions.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Following her directions to a very lovely part of town, I drove up a driveway to a \softline
garage set behind and away from the house. As she had indicated, the house was dark \softline
and there was only one light on to illuminate the outside stairway leading to Amy\'92s \softline
apartment above the garage.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab I got my beverage container and followed her up the stairs. In a moment she had the \softline
door open and the air conditioner turned on. It was a large window-type unit mounted \softline
in a sleeve through the wall. It came to life and with its power the cooling air was \softline
immediately apparent.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Her apartment was small but quite comfortable. We sat down on her sofa and I put \softline
my container on the coffee table sitting in front of it. In moments I undid the wire and \softline
gently eased out the champagne cork. It came with its customary pop.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Pouring the two flutes, I raised mine to her and toasted, \'93To us, and to a lovely \softline
evening!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93To the finest evening I\'92ve ever spent in my life!\'94 Amy responded fervently. \'93And \softline
to even more marvelous things to come.\'94 She paused for a moment and then added, \softline
\'93Jim Smith, I only hope that I\'92m good enough in bed for you.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab We sipped our champagne and then went back to kissing. This was going to be \softline
strictly by the Jean Peters book.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab I nibbled on her ear and then began to unbutton her blouse. Amy\'92s first reaction \'97 \softline
stopped as soon as it began \'97 was to take my hand away. Then, with me unbuttoning \softline
from the top, she pulled her blouse out from her skirt and began to unbutton from the \softline
bottom. (This was definitely }{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\i\cf2\f1 not}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 in Jean\'92s book!) With her blouse opened, she didn\'92t \softline
wait for me. She sat forward on the sofa and shrugged it off; before I could move, she \softline
had unhooked her bra and dropped it beside her blouse.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \ul0 \tab Then she reached for me. Instead I moved to her now-unveiled tits. They were \softline
luscious! They were full and perfectly shaped with small nipples and areolae. Simply \softline
lovely! I took a nipple in my mouth while I caressed the other breast and teased its \softline
nipple. Amy began to gasp. What she did not do, though, was to make any move to get \softline
me to stop or even slow down.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab I began to work on her entire upper body, kissing her lips, her eyes, her ears, \softline
nibbling on her ears; kissing her breasts and sucking on her nipples.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab It took only a small nip on one of her nipples to trigger her first orgasm. Her eyes \softline
widened and she squeaked in surprise. I did it to the other and got the same reaction. \softline
Clearly, this girl was very inexperienced, but very willing to learn.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Good grief! She was getting ahead of me! While I was working on her upper body, \softline
Amy had unhooked her skirt, then lifted her body from the sofa to slide it down her legs. \softline
Now all she was wearing was her thong. At that point she stopped... and waited.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Jean had demonstrated all sorts of women\'92s underthings, including thongs, but none \softline
of them had been like this. It sort of distracted me from Amy\'92s beautiful ass cheeks. It \softline
was basically black, but with a label, \'93No Tell Motel,\'94 emblazoned on what little fabric \softline
there was.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Turn off all the lights, please, Jim?\'94 she asked.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab This was truly something new in my experience, but I did what she asked. Turning \softline
back toward her I saw the word \'93Vacancy\'94 in luminescent ink on her thong. At the \softline
same time, though, even though the room was dim, it wasn\'92t completely dark. Still being \softline
in the summer and not very late, it was still twilight so enough light came into the room \softline
from the windows that I could see her lips quivering. Clearly, Amy had screwed up every \softline
bit of courage she had to do what she had done. And she wasn\'92t at all sure I even liked \softline
it.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Vacancy?\'94 I asked. To her nod, I answered, \'93Amy, that\'92s an adorable thong, but \softline
what is it?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93It\'92s called \'91No-Tell Motel.\'92 I\'92m supposed to like wearing it as much as getting out \softline
of it,\'94 she replied with her voice quavering. \'93Do you like it?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93It\'92s adorable, but Amy, when a guy gets this far with you, he doesn\'92t need that sort \softline
of encouragement.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab This provoked a lovely giggle on her part. \'93Would you turn the lights back on and \softline
then take it off me, please?\'94 she asked. Again there was that quaver in her voice; I could \softline
tell she was close to tears. But why? I mused that maybe she had never been this far \softline
with a stranger in her life before. (But I didn\'92t fully appreciate the significance of those \softline
thoughts.)
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab I turned on a light. It flashed on for a moment and then went out \'97 along with the \softline
air conditioner.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Oops! It looks like I just blew a breaker. Where\'92s the breaker box, Amy?\'94 I asked. \softline
\'93I\'92ll reset it.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \ul0 \tab The poor girl was close to tears at that instant. \'93There }{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\i\cf2\f1 is}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 no breaker box,\'94 she \softline
responded. \'93There are just glass fuses, and I don\'92t have any spares!\'94 she wailed.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab I just shook my head and began to open a few windows. It was still hot as hell, but \softline
it beat suffocation. Although there were no lights in her living room, I could see that a \softline
light was still on in the bedroom; obviously it was on another circuit. Between the \softline
natural twilight and the light spilling into the room from the bedroom, I had more than \softline
enough light for my purposes.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Kneeling between her legs, I reached up and felt her thong. It was soaking wet. \softline
Gently I began to slide it down her legs, but first I had to peel it away from her cunt; it \softline
was so wet it was sticking to her. Again, even in the dim light I could see Amy\'92s eyes \softline
flare, but all she did was to raise her bottom from the sofa to ease my task.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab I slid the fabric down her lovely legs baring her pussy. To my surprise it had been \softline
shaved.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab With her lips quivering, Amy asked softly, \'93Do you like it? I did it today for the very \softline
first time in my life.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Amy Grant, you have a beautiful cunt,\'94 I replied softly. \'93And it\'92s so edible, too.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab With that, I moved closer to her while still on my knees and put her legs over my \softline
shoulders. I began to kiss her all over \'97 her inner thighs, her labia, her vagina. I \softline
nibbled on her lips and then flicked her now-engorged clit with my tongue triggering \softline
another orgasm. I quickly learned that she was beautifully \'97 sinfully? \'97 sensitive in \softline
the entire region. Working all over, I found I could \'97 and did \'97 trigger her orgasms \softline
with increasing frequency until they became virtually continuous. She was lovely and \softline
now becoming very wet all over from her sweat in the hot apartment. The added \softline
slickness of her body was wonderful.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab I locked my lips against her vagina and began to probe as deep as I could reach with \softline
my tongue. Her syrup was as sweet as sugar.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Finally, Amy couldn\'92t take it any more. \'93For gosh sakes, Jim, fuck me! That\'92s what \softline
you\'92re here for, so do it! Fuck me, Jim Smith, and do it right now!\'94 she demanded.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab In final preparation before carrying her to her bed, I slipped a finger into her cunt. \softline
It was remarkably tight, but then I received a real shock: I encountered a resistance I \softline
had never felt before. My God! I thought. This girl is a virgin!
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93I\'92m out of here, Amy,\'94 I said softly. \'93I certainly knew that you were inexperienced, \softline
but I didn\'92t realize you\'92re still virgin. That\'92s something I just won\'92t do.\'94 As I was \softline
speaking, I started to gather my clothes. The only things I had to pick up, though, were \softline
my tie and jacket. Aside from shedding them, I was still fully dressed.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93No!\'94 she screamed. And I mean screamed! At the top of her lungs. \'93Not again! \softline
Please, God, don\'92t let it happen to me again!\'94 Then to me she said while trying \softline
desperately to control her emotions, \'93Please, Jim! Don\'92t leave me! You just can\'92t!\'94 \softline
With that she broke into hopeless-sounding tears and reached out for me.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93What\'92s wrong, Amy?\'94 I asked softly. \'93Do you want to tell me about it?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \ul0 \tab She did, but at the same time began clawing at my clothes. Perhaps she wanted to \softline
see what I have or perhaps it was a way to try to keep me from walking out on her. \softline
Clearly, this part of the evening }{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\i\cf2\f1 was not}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 going according to plan. At any rate, she did \softline
manage to get my shirt off (I found out later three buttons were yanked off in the \softline
process) and found I wasn\'92t wearing a T-shirt.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab What followed was funny, I guess. And I\'92ll have to leave it to you, dear reader, to \softline
sort things out for yourself. Suffice it to say Amy was simultaneously commenting on \softline
my body while stripping off my clothing and trying to tell me about herself.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93You\'92re utterly gorgeous!\'94 she breathed. \'93Good grief! You\'92ve got muscles on your \softline
muscles! And I got a \'91Dear Joan\'92 letter a few weeks ago from the guy \'97 the only guy \'97 \softline
I\'92ve been dating since high school, Fred. You\'92d better take off your pants yourself; that \softline
suit is much too nice to be ruined. I\'92ve been saving myself for Fred, but when he told me \softline
where to head in I decided I was tired of being a virginal goody two-shoes. Then I \softline
learned about this neat store and ordered the No Tell Motel thong.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab I eased out of my trousers and slid my shorts off my legs.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Oh, golly!\'94 Amy screamed. \'93It\'92s... it\'92s... it\'92s huge!\'94 Looking up at me with her eyes \softline
wide \'97 she was kneeling on the sofa at the time \'97 \'93Are all men as big as you?\'94 Then \softline
she slowly shook her head and said softly, \'93I certainly don\'92t think so... In fact, I know \softline
so! I\'92ve never seen Fred, but he was hot and bothered a few times and I don\'92t think he\'92s \softline
a quarter of your size.\'94 With her eyes wide she asked, \'93May... I touch it?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Touch away,\'94 I replied softly. \'93But, Amy, there\'92s still the matter of you\'92re being \softline
a virgin...\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93And what\'92s so darned wrong with being a virgin?\'94 she demanded. \'93At least you can \softline
be confident I\'92m not carrying any sexually transmitted diseases.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93But...\'94 I stuttered.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93But nothing!\'94 she interrupted. \'93I\'92m going to lose it fast,\'94 she continued while \softline
licking her lips, \'93and there\'92s absolutely no one I would rather lose it to than you. Now \softline
are you happy? And will you carry me to bed?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Before I could move, though, she reached out and took my cock in her hands. I guess \softline
I must be pretty big because she couldn\'92t get one of her hands completely around it; it \softline
took both. She made happy noises deep in her body as she very gently stroked my erect \softline
penis to an even greater erection. Then she used both hands to gently cradle my balls.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93This is where all your sperm is, isn\'92t it?\'94 she asked wide-eyed.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93That\'92s what they say,\'94 I replied.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Oh, dear! You\'92re so beautifully full! Can you empty it all inside me? Please?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab I guess things had gone on long enough. I knelt on the floor before her and took her \softline
in my arms. When I moved to kiss her, Amy broke into the most wondrous smile I\'92ve \softline
seen in years. Then she closed the distance and practiced her new-found kissing skills. \softline
While her tongue probed mine, I reached down between her thighs. That\'92s all it took.
In an instant she had spread her thighs as far apart as she could and even raised herself \softline
up on her knees a bit to open her pussy to me.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Again I penetrated her with a finger, then two and finally three. In the meantime \softline
her tongue had been dancing with mine, but when she felt my three fingers stretching \softline
her, she broke the kiss and said, \'93Fuck me, Jim! Fuck my cunt with your fingers! \softline
Stretch it for your glorious penis...\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab She looked up at me with a question in her eyes.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93It\'92s often referred to as a cock when it\'92s as hard as it is now,\'94 I replied to her \softline
unspoken question.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Stretch my pussy for your lovely cock,\'94 she exclaimed.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab I did. Finding her vagina flooded with her juices \'97 they were dripping down my \softline
hand \'97 I decided she was warmed up enough. I reached out and easily lifted her off the \softline
sofa and into my arms. It required only a few steps to get her on her back on her bed \softline
after first pulling all the bedclothes off the top.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Gently I laid her on her back, then spread her legs and brought her knees up so far \softline
they were almost next to her head. This brought her pussy in line with my cock. I \softline
started to ease in. She was tight, much tighter than even Sandy, but she wanted me \softline
inside her so much.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93What can I do to help?\'94 she asked.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93If you can twist on my cock it might make things easier for you...\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93I don\'92t want it easy, darn it!\'94 she exclaimed. \'93I want it fast and hard. Now will you \softline
please do what you said you\'92d do? Fuck my ass off!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab The angle was such that I was driving almost straight down into her so that\'92s what \softline
I did. I felt a resistance and then there was a ripping sensation and I was through.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Argh!\'94 she screamed gutturally as her hymen parted. But then she utterly amazed \softline
me. \'93Could you pull out for a moment, Jim?\'94 she asked. \'93There\'92s something I need to \softline
do.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab I was utterly astonished by her comment, but that\'92s what I did. When I withdrew, \softline
she lowered her pelvis and blood started to flow from her cunt. Amy jumped to her \softline
knees, spread them wide and used her fingers to spread her vaginal lips causing more \softline
blood to flow. Amazingly, she then used her finger to spread her virginal blood into an \softline
abstract design on the white sheet. And she wasn\'92t finished! Reaching up into her cunt \softline
with one finger, she then used it to write \'93Amy Grant\'94 under the blood stain and then \softline
continued, using still more of her virginal blood to write above it, \'93To Jim:\'94.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Although that was my very first experience with a virgin, I couldn\'92t imagine \softline
anything like it. Rather than trying to stanch the flow of her blood, she actually seemed \softline
to be trying to stimulate it. But finally she finished her abstract art, but that wasn\'92t the \softline
end of it. Believe it or not, she got off the bed, went to her desk and returned with a pair \softline
of scissors. She then proceeded to pull the sheet out from the bed, carefully cut out her
bloodstain with its greeting and then presented it to me. \'93This is a souvenir of my \softline
virginity for the man who so beautifully took it.\'94 With her eyes wide she added, \'93Thank \softline
you, Jim Smith for popping my cherry. That is the term, isn\'92t it?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93I guess so,\'94 I acknowledged.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab I helped her put a clean white bottom sheet on the bed to replace the one she had \softline
just shredded. When she finished, she was standing across the double bed from me. \softline
Throwing back her shoulders to force her tits up and out she asked, \'93What do you think, \softline
Jim? Do I pass? Am I at least acceptable for fucking?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93You\'92re utterly gorgeous, Amy Grant,\'94 I replied. \'93And Fred\'92s loss is clearly my \softline
gain!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Then with a lascivious grin she said, \'93Now... about fucking my ass off...?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab This gave me an idea. \'93Little girl, that tired me out. So how about if you fuck your \softline
own ass off?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93How do I do that?\'94 she asked puzzled.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab I remembered my first time with Jean, with her on top. What I particularly \softline
remembered was the fact that my cock was sufficiently long that even with her long legs \softline
she could come all the way up on her knees and still leave plenty of it inside her. I was \softline
certain that with Amy there would be much more left inside her.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93You get on top is how you fuck yourself,\'94 I answered with a grin. \'93How about it?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Slowly shaking her head skeptically she replied, \'93I\'92ll give it a try, but are you sure \softline
it can be done that way?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93I\'92m sure,\'94 I reassured her and lay on my back.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Amy climbed on the bed and straddled me. She found the same thing Jean had, only \softline
more so: even kneeling up straight she couldn\'92t come close to getting my cock into her \softline
vagina. I told her about rising up on one leg and trying. She did and it worked for her \softline
as it had for Jean.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Following my instructions, she slowly screwed herself down on my cock. While she \softline
was doing that, I was fondling her lovely tits, pinching her nipples and pulling myself up \softline
in the bed so I could kiss her all over. Her own passion, reinforced by my attentions, \softline
resulted in her releasing a constant stream of vaginal juices to lubricate my entry. And \softline
it worked!
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab When I was in to my root, she just sat there with sweat now streaming off her body. \softline
Amy moved forward to kiss me and it was funny. Suddenly she had the strangest look \softline
on her face.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93What\'92s the trouble?\'94 I asked.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93No trouble exactly,\'94 she replied, \'93but it feels like I have a steel pipe inside me rising \softline
up to my chest. It makes bending over feel more than a little strange.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \ul0 \tab I grinned and rose up on my elbows to make our meeting easier for her. Again we \softline
kissed and again Amy took the aggressive r\'f4le. What an incredible young woman!
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Then I told her about her internal muscles and it was amusing to see her trying \softline
various maneuvers to try to find the right ones and use them the right way. She did. \softline
And the feeling was marvelous! I could feel my cock expanding inside her in both length \softline
and girth and it was apparent that she could, too.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93This is so great!\'94 she exclaimed after massaging my cock with her muscle walls. \softline
\'93But isn\'92t there something more?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Well...\'94 I replied, stretching out the word, \'93you could try moving up and down. I \softline
think you\'92ll find it fairly easy, too. All you do is rise up straight on your knees and then \softline
drop down again. I\'92m long enough that you don\'92t have to worry about me popping out \softline
on you.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93That\'92s for sure!\'94 she agreed with a lovely grin.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab And she began to do just that. It was a strain at first; she was excruciatingly tight. \softline
But she twisted and turned and she forced herself up and down on my rigid pole. At the \softline
same time I was caressing and kissing any part of her I could reach, often pulling her \softline
torso down so I could kiss her soft lips. Whenever that happened she mentioned again \softline
the steel shaft that had her impaled... but she adored it!
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Finally I felt that her vagina had been sufficiently stretched, so I rolled Amy onto her \softline
back and moved between her thighs. This time, though, I didn\'92t bring her knees back \softline
to her head; instead I put her ankles over my shoulders and told her to try to hook them. \softline
She did as I suggested and I began to drive deeply into her while continuing my kisses \softline
and caresses. Soon she reached an orgasm, then another, and yet another. Within a \softline
matter of minutes her orgasm had become essentially continuous; this was a repeat of \softline
what had happened with the prior five women, beginning with Merrilee.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab When I found her gasping for breath \'97 even her diaphragm was in spasm \'97 I \softline
stopped my movement to allow her to breathe. After recovering, she said, \'93Jim, I have \softline
a favor to ask.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93What\'92s that?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Please don\'92t visit me in school if I have a class; it might embarrass some of the girls \softline
to see you fucking me on my desk. Furthermore, trying to go over Macbeth while I\'92m \softline
screaming in orgasm every minute or so might be a bit... distracting...
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93No! Forget what I just said. As a judge might say to a jury, \'91Ignore counsel\'92s last \softline
remarks; they are ordered stricken from the record.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Oh?\'94 I asked, raising an eyebrow.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Yep,\'94 she said with a wonderful grin. \'93I\'92ve just worked it out. We just move my \softline
chair out from behind the desk and you sit on it with your back to the class. Then I can \softline
fuck myself to my heart\'92s content and still conduct the class.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93But what about your orgasmic screams?\'94 I asked.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \ul0 \tab \'93The class will just have to get used to it,\'94 she replied blithely. \'93And just think! I \softline
might even be able to get some extra money by moonlighting \'97 daylighting? \'97 as a sex \softline
ed teacher.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab This woman is just too damned much! I thought.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Having recovered from the first episode, I took her up again, and yet again. She was \softline
initially screaming at the top of her lungs, \'93Fuck me! Fuck me harder!\'94 But soon her \softline
screams became unintelligible and then incoherent sounds. But she was loud! And she \softline
was sweating rivers. Her body was super slick, but she was just utterly lovely, even with \softline
her hair sopping wet and in strings.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Finally, I could hold back no longer. \'93Cum with me, Amy! }{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\i\cf2\f1 Cum with me!\'94}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 I shouted \softline
and exploded inside her.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Amy came! Good lord, did she cum! This time every muscle in her body was in \softline
violent spasm as load after load of my cum shot into her uterus. Not only was I in it, I\'92m \softline
sure I was stretching it into places it had no business being.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab After an orgasm that ravaged her body for minutes, I\'92m sure, Amy was unconscious \softline
and I was light-headed. I rested for a minute and then eased out of her and off the bed. \softline
Quickly I washed up a little, then located my clothing and dressed except for my tie that \softline
I put in my pocket. As I finished, Amy was recovering consciousness, still sprawled all \softline
over her bed with her thighs still spread wide.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab She blinked and then smiled the warmest smile I\'92ve ever seen short of Jean\'92s and \softline
said, \'93Jim Smith, I asked you to fuck my ass off and you sure did. Thank you, dear Jim! \softline
This has been the most marvelous day of my entire life.\'94 She paused and then added, \softline
\'93Please don\'92t forget that I have another cherry to be popped; you\'92re welcome to it \softline
whenever you want.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Are you going to get up?\'94 I asked.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Are you kidding? I\'92m just going to lie here and savor the sensations... and the after-shocks that are still hitting me.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab I looked at her and noticed that while my cum was leaking from her cunt, there \softline
appeared to be blood in it, too. I mentioned it to Amy who merely shrugged and said it \softline
was the leftovers from her virginity. Little did we know.
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{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab It was very late when I finally returned home; after 1:00. This was much later than \softline
I had ever been out on a date before. Nevertheless, Jean and the girls awakened \softline
instantly when I opened the bedroom door.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab When I showed them my trophy, Jean\'92s first thought was a possible pregnancy (the \softline
next day she bought me a lifetime supply of condoms) but I assured her that not only \softline
was it the way Amy had wanted it, but she had insisted on it.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Susan, who as usual cleaned off my penis with her mouth, commented on the blood. \softline
I assured her it was the residue of Amy\'92s loss of virginity.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \ul0 \tab That night Jean\'92s lovemaking reached yet another pinnacle. Again it seemed as if \softline
she had to show me that there was no other woman alive who could love me as she did. \softline
This, of course, was not even a proposition; it was an axiom.
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{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Over the next few days, I scored once more, but Merrilee and Amy remained in a \softline
class by themselves. On the eleventh day, I arrived at the lounge early and took my \softline
customary seat at the bar. (Yeah, by that time, I had one of those, too.)
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Mr. Smith,\'94 Charley said, \'93I really don\'92t know what to say. All I can say, though, \softline
is that we\'92ve made more money in the last month than we made all last year. So thank \softline
you! Now what\'92ll you have?\'94 Glaring at me he added, \'93And the whole thing is on the \softline
house? Clear?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Thanks, Charley,\'94 I responded. \'93You\'92ve got a very nice place here. The food\'92s very \softline
good and the drinks are good, too. And for a guy like me, the atmosphere is just right. \softline
The music is soft so people can talk without having to scream. You deserve to do well, \softline
and I\'92m glad you are.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Just then, who should appear but Kelly McGuire. Kelly was our chief software \softline
designer writing the software behind the user interface but ahead of the operating \softline
system. That made me think of Merrilee Adams, and it registered that I hadn\'92t seen her \softline
here since our night together. Strange, I thought.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Kelly looked all around the place and then saw me. She brightened and came over. \softline
\'93Hi, Chief!\'94 she said. \'93What brings you here?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93I might ask you the same thing,\'94 I responded with a grin.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Kelly looked around the room and saw the daggers in the eyes of all of the other \softline
girls. If looks could kill, she would have had more daggers in her than Saint Sebastian \softline
had arrows. Suddenly her eyes widened as she realized what had happened. \'93My God!\'94 \softline
she exclaimed. \'93You\'92re the \'91Jim\'92 everyone is talking about! You are, aren\'92t you?\'94 Then \softline
she frowned and added, \'93I forget Jim\'92s last name, but it sure as hell isn\'92t Dawson.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93It\'92s Smith,\'94 I replied. \'93But you still haven\'92t answered my question. What are you \softline
doing here?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab She sighed deeply and replied, \'93I\'92m horny as hell, boss. And that idiot, Brian \softline
Malone, sure doesn\'92t help things. Anyway, I came over with the hope of...\'94 at this point \softline
she blushed scarlet but continued, \'93...getting laid.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab I led Kelly over to my table and we continued our conversation. I guess we must \softline
have been talking and drinking for about an hour \'97 Charley had a marvelous 12-year-old Irish whiskey that Kelly found she adored \'97 when I saw movement at the entrance.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab It was the sort of movement that caught my eye. The person was on crutches. \softline
Coming into the room, I was shocked to see, was Merrilee Adams. She looked around \softline
and seeing me, moved slowly over to our table. I was shocked. I didn\'92t know what \softline
happened, but she wasn\'92t using the crutches for a bad leg or ankle; they were to help her \softline
walk, which she did slowly and apparently painfully.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \ul0 \tab \'93May I join you?\'94 she asked softly.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab I jumped from the booth, scooped her up in my arms and eased her into the booth \softline
across from Kelly and me.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab When she was seated, I leaned over and kissed her softly. Instantly, her hand came \softline
up around my neck to hold me in position as she moved her lovely lips on mine. Then \softline
her tongue came out, danced with mine, linked and I could feel the flow of her love.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab I eased away and she sighed, \'93No, I didn\'92t imagine the whole thing. Jim Smith, you \softline
are out of this world.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab I slipped back into my seat and said, \'93I guess we should straighten something out, \softline
Merrilee. My name is Jim Dawson, not Jim Smith. And this is a colleague of mine, Kelly \softline
Maguire. Kelly, this is Merrilee Adams.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Instead of responding, Kelly turned as red as a beet. For her part, Merrilee first \softline
appeared shocked, then broke into gales of laughter.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93What in hell is so shocking, Kelly Maguire, or so damned funny, Merrilee Adams? \softline
I don\'92t see any humor in the name, Dawson.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Why don\'92t you call me ML, Jim?\'94 Merrilee, said. \'93Everyone else does. Merrilee is \softline
a nice name, but it is a mouthful in conversation.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Will you let me out, please, Jim?\'94 Kelly choked. \'93I\'92m going back to the office to \softline
clean out my desk. You\'92ll find my letter of resignation on your desk when you return.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Maguire, sit down and shut up,\'94 I ordered.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Then to Merrilee I asked, \'93Now you tell me what\'92s so damned funny. And while \softline
you\'92re at it, you can also tell us what happened to you.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Easy questions to answer,\'94 she replied. \'93You\'92re what\'92s so damned funny, and you \softline
happened to me.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Huh?\'94 I responded. (You\'92ll notice that my usual intelligent response hadn\'92t \softline
changed completely in the make-over.)
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Remember I told you I was trying to meet someone but was running out of money?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Yes.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93That someone is named James Dawson. You\'92re the top man in your field, and now \softline
you\'92ve got the finest user interface in the business. I thought I could help...\'94 she replied \softline
with her voice fading at the end.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Kelly came back into the conversation, but her eyes were still streaming tears. \'93Mr. \softline
Dawson...\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab I glared at her and drummed my fingers on the table top.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab She swallowed hard and began again, \'93Jim, does the name ML Adams mean \softline
anything to you? It certainly should.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93My God!\'94 I exclaimed. \'93He has every award for software design there is, but no one \softline
ever met him... But him is a her, isn\'92t it?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \ul0 \tab \'93You got it,\'94 Kelly admitted, \'93and I am resigning, Jim. What I did was utterly \softline
abhorrent and terribly mean to her, besides. I knew she was running out of money, and \softline
I was hoping she would have packed up and left before you returned to work.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Now she was really crying in earnest, but she held her head up as she continued, \softline
\'93Where writing top-flight software is concerned, I\'92m not good enough to shine her shoes. \softline
And she told me she wanted to join Callaway on any terms we would take her. In the \softline
last conversation \'97 I guess it was 10 days ago or so \'97 she told me she would be willing \softline
to work for $18,000 a year, with no benefits.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab She just shook her head and added, \'93Can you believe it? The world\'92s finest willing \softline
to work for 18 grand? Do you know what she said when I asked her about it?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Again I just shook my head.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93She said she was so anxious to work for you, she would have been willing to pay for \softline
the privilege, but at the time she was running out of money, so that was no longer an \softline
option.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Now she glared at me while trying to rise and said, \'93Let me out of the booth, please.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab }{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\i\cf2\f1 \'93No!\'94}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 I exclaimed, glaring at her. \'93Now sit down and shut up.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Turning back to Merrilee I asked, \'93But tell me what happened to you.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab The girl was actually still giggling and slowly shaking her head. \'93I think I told Kelly \softline
that I wanted to work under you. Well, I sure did. I worked so hard I ruptured more \softline
than a few internal muscles, and that telephone pole between your legs did a real job on \softline
some of my lower-body organs.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab To Kelly she said, \'93Ever hear the expression, \'91fuck her ass off\'92?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93You }{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\i\cf2\f1 mean?\'94}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 Kelly exclaimed, wide-eyed.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93I }{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\i\cf2\f1 mean!\'94}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 Merrilee replied with her eyes piercing. \'93But you know what else? It was \softline
the sort of lovemaking women can\'92t even dream about.\'94 Then to me she said, \softline
\'93Remember a small girl, Amy Grant?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93I remember Amy very well,\'94 I replied. \'93But how do you know her?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Because she\'92s in the hospital with me, along with five other girls you\'92ve fucked. \softline
How many have there been in total, by the way?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Seven,\'94 I replied softly.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93My God!\'94 she exclaimed. \'93And you put every one of us in the hospital!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab She shook her head and continued, \'93But back to Amy. She asked the doctor when \softline
she could have sex with you again. The doctor was appalled. She told Amy that the next \softline
time would mean her certain death. She\'92s still plugged in with IV tubes feeding glucose \softline
along with additional blood units. Do you know what she did?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab I just shook my head.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93She actually started to disconnect the piping. \'91What are you doing?\'92 the doctor \softline
screamed. \'91I\'92m unplugging myself and going back to the lounge is what I\'92m doing.\'92 The
doctor virtually screamed, \'91You can\'92t! Nothing down there is working!\'92 Amy replied, \softline
\'93My clit\'92s still working; I checked. For the rest, my blood ought to provide enough \softline
lubrication for Jim to get inside me, and that\'92s all I care about.\'92 Then the doctor \softline
screamed, \'91You\'92ll die!\'92 \'91Of course I will, Amy replied blithely, \'93but what a way to go. As \softline
it is, I\'92m so torn up, I\'92ll never be any use to anyone else, so I might as well.\'92\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab She looked at me and added, \'93And you know something else? That\'92s the way every \softline
girl there feels... most particularly including me.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Then she smiled warmly and added, \'93I guess I owe you an explanation, though. And \softline
maybe Kelly might learn something, too. I vividly remember when you left my \softline
apartment. I was sprawled on the bed with my thighs spread wide and my cunt still \softline
gaping. You came back into the bedroom, all dressed, and gave me the nicest, sweetest, \softline
most loving kiss I\'92ve ever had. For my part, I was still coming down from about \'97 ready \softline
for this, Kelly? \'97 90 minutes worth of more or less continuous orgasm. I\'92m sure you \softline
pumped gallons of your cum into my body and I must have supplied more than a little \softline
bit of cum cream, myself. Never had I felt so good as when you left.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93But then I reached down to feel the flow from my cunt and licked my finger for a \softline
taste. It was only then that I realized my finger was covered with blood. Finally I moved \softline
and saw a pool of blood on the bed below where my cunt had been. Then I did a \softline
reasonably intelligent thing. I shoved a tampon up my cunt, got dressed and drove to \softline
the nearest emergency room. I just made it inside the door before I collapsed. The next \softline
thing I knew, it was two days later; they were just admitting your second conquest.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Good heavens!\'94 Kelly exclaimed. \'93You mean he\'92s really that good?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93There\'92s no better man nor better lover alive in the world today than Jim Dawson. \softline
He has absolutely everything a girl could possibly want. He\'92s handsome, built like a \softline
Greek god, thoughtful, intelligent, rich and the world\'92s greatest lover.\'94 She grinned and \softline
added, \'93Of course, it does come at a price. He\'92ll kill you, but you\'92ll go out with the \softline
happiest smile imaginable on your face.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Built like a Greek god?\'94 Kelly responded. \'93Surely, you\'92re thinking of... someone... \softline
else...\'94 Her voice trailed off as she looked at me closely for the first time. Then she \softline
reached out and felt my upper arm, then moved up to my shoulder. \'93Good heavens! \softline
What happened to you, Boss? Never in your life have you been like this!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93And you never answered me, Jim,\'94 ML interjected. \'93Who\'92s Jean?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Jean is my wife,\'94 I replied creating instant shock on the faces of the two girls.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Then I continued, \'93First, Kelly, I have a question for you. Are you a career girl? \softline
You\'92ve never impressed me as being one.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Then she really started to bawl. \'93Yeah, I\'92m a career girl, all right. But the career \softline
I want isn\'92t what I\'92ve got \'97 or what I had, rather. My ideal career is being Brian \softline
Malone\'92s wife and spending most of the next 15 years or so pregnant. My ideal career \softline
is that of wife and mother.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \ul0 \tab \'93Great! Done!\'94 I exclaimed. \'93Maguire, you\'92re still on the payroll for the next year \softline
or so, but your job description is changed. You\'92re going to become a sex therapist and \softline
your patient is Brian Malone. If at the end of that time he\'92s not a satisfactory lover, it \softline
will be your own fault.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab }{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\i\cf2\f1 \'93What are you saying?\'94}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 she nearly screamed.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93What I\'92m saying is that you\'92re going to do with Brian what Jean has been doing to \softline
me. You\'92re going to teach him everything about sex. You\'92re going to teach him how to \softline
undress a girl, fondle her tits, kiss her breasts and nipples, eat her cunt... All that good \softline
stuff.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93But...\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93But, what?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93I don\'92t know how, either... About most of it, anyway.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93That\'92s why I\'92ve scheduled a year or so,\'94 I replied. \'93It will take you awhile to get \softline
in shape and learn what you need to know. In the meantime, we\'92ll start getting Brian \softline
in shape so he\'92s not totally hopeless when he\'92s assigned to you.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab A virtual kaleidoscope of emotions passed rapidly over Kelly\'92s face. Then she became \softline
thoughtful and finally grinned. \'93Okay!\'94 she exclaimed.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Then to Merrilee I said, \'93Was Kelly correct when she said you would join us for \softline
$18,000 a year and no benefits?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93I think I could go a little lower than that, sir,\'94 ML said with her eyes wide. \'93I \softline
thought you would be the greatest guy in the world to work for, but now I }{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\i\cf2\f1 know}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 you are. \softline
Could you handle... fifteen?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Adams, you\'92re hired retroactive to a month ago. We\'92ve got a really great medical \softline
plan, by the way. It\'92s one of those MSAs \'97 a medical savings account. Of course, the \softline
company fronts the initial 5K deductible, so you\'92re covered.\'94 I paused for a moment and \softline
then grinned. \'93What do you know? Back-dating your start date gets you under the \softline
quarterly cutoff for bonuses, so you qualify for this quarter\'92s.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Bonus?\'94 she asked. The girl was in a state of shock.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Yeah,\'94 I replied laconically. \'93And at your level that should be in the 80 to 100 \softline
range.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Dollars?\'94 she asked hopefully.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Thousands of dollars,\'94 I replied with a grin. Then I added, \'93Of course, the serious \softline
bonus is only paid once a year, around the first of December.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Wha... What\'92s my salary?\'94 she asked hesitantly, with her eyes wide.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93$240,000,\'94 I replied while defensively raising my hands. \'93Look, ML, I know it\'92s not \softline
much, but Callaway Industries would rather pay for achieved results through bonuses \softline
than pay humongous salaries. Can you live with that?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \ul0 \tab The girl just started to cry. I moved out of the booth and then moved in on ML\'92s \softline
side. I took her in my arms and just held her while gently caressing her upper body. \softline
Finally she regained control and just raised her head and offered her lips. I kissed her \softline
gently and again tasted her sweetness and love.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab She just held the kiss and worked her tongue in my mouth. Again our two tongues \softline
danced, dueled, met and then linked. Her upper body writhed against mine and I could \softline
feel her crushing her small tits against my chest. When our lips parted, I continued to \softline
hold her as she just rested her head against my shoulder and sighed.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93No,\'94 she murmured, \'93it wasn\'92t my imagination. It really was this good.\'94 Then \softline
with her eyes dancing she looked up at me and said, \'93Boss, there\'92s just one thing...\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93And what\'92s the one thing?\'94 I asked with an eyebrow raised.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Instead of a big cash bonus, could... would... If I came into your office and stripped, \softline
would you fondle my tits, maybe? Or at year-end, when the bonus is bigger, eat my \softline
cunt?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93No, I couldn\'92t, ML,\'94 I replied, \'93but I\'92ll tell you what I am going to do. I\'92m going to \softline
see that you find the husband you deserve. You\'92re going to be a wonderful wife for \softline
someone; I\'92m sorry that it\'92s not me.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Then I changed the subject. \'93Now that the business is out of the way, there\'92s \softline
something I would like you two to do for me.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Absolutely anything!\'94 they both replied in unison.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93I\'92ve given you bits and pieces, so now I\'92ll give you the whole thing. First, ML, I \softline
probably did scream, \'91Jean.\'92 You see, she\'92s my wife, but she won\'92t even admit it to \softline
herself. Moreover, we have two of the most wonderful daughters, Sandra and Susan. \softline
Sandy was just 14 and Susie is 8. They\'92re both golden-haired, blue-eyed blondes and \softline
utterly gorgeous. And in a few years they\'92ll be as beautiful as their mother.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Merrilee\'92s eyes widened. Softly she asked, \'93Do they hang out at the mall near here?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab I nodded and said, \'93Sure do.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Do... Do... Do they ever wear very short Levi cut-offs and shot-to-shit chambray \softline
shirts?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93You\'92ve seen them,\'94 I replied. \'93I really don\'92t think there are three others like them \softline
anywhere.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93You\'92ve got that right, Jim,\'94 Merrilee continued. \'93And, indeed, I have seen them. \softline
I always wondered how a woman as young as your wife could have two daughters as old \softline
as that pair. And yet they\'92re like triplets, so she has to be their mother...\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93We think that she\'92s really their older sister,\'94 I interjected. \'93Would that make it \softline
easier?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Merrilee brightened, but after a moment\'92s thought slowly shook her head. \'93Yes and \softline
no... Jim, I know something about the human genome project and to say our genome is \softline
complex is the understatement of the century. The only way you could get three women
as alike as your three would be through the subdivision of a fertilized egg. And there\'92s \softline
no way on this earth...\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93That\'92s right,\'94 I interrupted.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93But!...\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93I don\'92t think they\'92re truly human,\'94 I continued. \'93We\'92re pretty sure they\'92re from \softline
someplace else.\'94 Then I told them a little of their peculiar characteristics, but also \softline
assured them that they could certainly reproduce with humans.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Finally I said, \'93Now, you both said you would do anything for me. What I want you \softline
to do is to help me convince Jean that she should marry me. You see, from the age of 15, \softline
she\'92s been a prostitute. As a result, she loves me but refuses to marry me. For my part, \softline
I adore the woman and consider her the finest woman on the planet. Now will you \softline
help?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Of course, Jim,\'94 Merrilee replied with exceptional warmth in her eyes. But as I\'92ve \softline
been saying, this woman is truly something else.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Me, too, Jim,\'94 Kelly chimed in. \'93But before we move on, there\'92s something you \softline
both should know. It relates to what ML said earlier \'97 about our having the finest \softline
operating system and the finest user interface.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93What about it?\'94 ML demanded.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93You\'92ve got the system,\'94 Kelly replied, speaking slowly, \'93but I\'92m not nearly as \softline
certain about the interface.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93What\'92s that mean?\'94 ML asked while I just listened.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93I don\'92t know who does it!\'94 Kelly wailed. \'93That\'92s what it means!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab }{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\i\cf2\f1 \'93What?\'94}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 ML nearly screamed. \'93How could you not know?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Because I\'92ve never met the writer,\'94 Kelly replied softly, \'93and there\'92s no way to \softline
contact her. Every contact from the get-go has been at her initiation. All I know is that \softline
she has to be the very best in the business. When we were doing that interface, the cycle \softline
time between iterations was a function of a few hours. The best people we\'92ve ever met \softline
would have taken months.\'94 Kelly paused and then wailed, \'93And I haven\'92t heard a word \softline
from her in months!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Well,\'94 ML responded, \'93that\'92s a problem for another day. In the meantime, we\'92ve \softline
got Jim\'92s problem to deal with.\'94 Turning to me she asked, \'93What do you want me to \softline
do?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93I want you both to come out to the house with me and meet Jean. Okay?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab They instantly agreed. I gave Kelly ML\'92s crutches to carry; I was going to carry her \softline
to the car in my arms. As I reached for her, with dancing eyes she said, \'93Wouldn\'92t you \softline
really rather fuck me right here on the tabletop first?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93It would kill you!\'94 Kelly almost screamed.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \ul0 \tab \'93Probably,\'94 ML replied nonchalantly, \'93but so what? You\'92ll see a dead woman with \softline
the most gloriously happy smile on her face you\'92ve ever seen.\'94 Then to me she said, \softline
\'93How about it?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Well...\'94 I grinned lecherously, \'93if you insist...\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab ML was almost certain I was teasing her, but she was quite serious. She would have \softline
cheerfully risked her life for another fucking right there on the spot. She started to slide \softline
out of the booth and made a move to raise her skirt.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93But I can\'92t,\'94 I added, stopping her instantly.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93And why can\'92t you?\'94 she asked with an eyebrow raised.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Because you\'92re on the payroll now,\'94 I replied. \'93And there\'92s our group life \softline
insurance. It pays off at triple a person\'92s total compensation.\'94 I paused, appearing to \softline
do some mental calculations, and then continued, \'93My gosh, ML, in your case that would \softline
be over $1 million. And our insurer would really be pissed. Here the company would be \softline
looking at a million-dollar death claim before they received the first premium!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab I shook my head and added in faked sorrow, \'93Sorry. I can\'92t do it. They might even \softline
raise our rates!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab ML giggled and grinned, \'93Jim Dawson, you are terrible!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93That\'92s what Jean is always telling me too, ML, so I guess it\'92s true. I\'92m terrible.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab She just giggled again. It was a wonderfully merry sound, too.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab I lifted Merrilee up in my arms. She felt as light as a feather and just cuddled close. \softline
Then she raised her lips for a kiss. It was wonderfully soft and loving. She really felt \softline
good in my arms, too. She was a tall girl \'97 about five feet seven \'97 although not as tall \softline
as Jean. Moreover, she seemed to be in heaven just being held in my arms.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Kelly, this is absolutely the greatest! And you know what? Jim\'92s so strong he could \softline
easily carry three of me.\'94
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{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab When I drove up to the house, it was after 9:30 but the lights were still on; Jean and \softline
the girls hadn\'92t gone to bed yet. When I drove up to the front of the house rather than \softline
parking in the garage, all the lights came on. The girls both whistled at the beauty of the \softline
place. I lifted Merrilee out of the car, and found Jean standing at the door, waiting.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab I carried the girl into the living room and settled her in a high-backed wing chair \softline
whose seat height off the floor looked like it would be comfortable for her. She sighed \softline
with pleasure as she felt the soft leather and realized how comfortable it really was.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab I turned and found Jean standing there behind me. I guess we both intended a quick \softline
kiss, but nothing had changed. Quick kisses just were not \'97 and still are not \'97 in our \softline
repertoire. She moved her body sinuously against mine while our lips met and linked. \softline
Our two tongues did their dance of love and finally linked. I could hear Jean\'92s warm \softline
sigh as we both again felt the electricity and heard those lovely bells.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \ul0 \tab Finally we eased apart and Jean said, \'93Hi, darling. Did you have a good time?\'94 \softline
Then her face fell as she added, \'93It\'92s so early, I guess you didn\'92t score tonight, either, did \softline
you?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Sweetie, this young woman who I carried in is Merrilee Adams, my first score. She \softline
just got out of the hospital today, and from what I learned, she probably left over the \softline
violent objections of the medical staff.\'94 Turning to ML I said, \'93Right?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab She grinned wryly and just shrugged.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Have you eaten yet?\'94 Jean asked. When I said we hadn\'92t, she called out, \'93Girls!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Jean was wearing her summer uniform: the short-short Levi\'92s cut-offs with her \softline
shirttails tied below her tits. She was gorgeous. Sandy came in followed by Susan and \softline
I made the introductions. Sandy was dressed the same as her mother.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93What are you drinking?\'94 Jean asked. When I told her Cardhu for Merrilee and me \softline
and well-aged Irish for Kelly, she just nodded and disappeared.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Moments later she was back with our drinks and one for herself that I recognized \softline
as Perrier with a lime. When Kelly asked about it, Jean told her that she didn\'92t want \softline
anything to dull her senses for later.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93With that welcome-home kiss you just exchanged,\'94 Kelly said, \'93I think I know what \softline
you\'92re thinking about.\'94 Then she blushed scarlet but asked, \'93How many times do you \softline
make love to Jim each day?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Three...? four...? five...? It all depends.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Depends? Depends on what?\'94 Kelly pursued.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93On how horny I am,\'94 Jean replied frankly. \'93And he\'92s such a marvelous lover.\'94 Her \softline
face fell as she added, \'93It\'92s a damned shame that I\'92m a whore.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab At that point Sandy and Susan appeared, each carrying a tray of utterly gorgeous \softline
canap\'e9s that I knew they had just made.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Where on earth did these luscious things come from?\'94 ML asked.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93The girls just made them,\'94 Jean replied. Turning to the girls she said, \'93Kids, \softline
they\'92re beautiful! You really outdid yourselves... And you make me so proud!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Both girls beamed with pleasure.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab After serving everyone, Susie looked at ML and then joined her. \'93May I sit on your \softline
lap?\'94 she asked.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Of course, sweetie!\'94 ML then straightened up in the chair so that Susan would be \softline
sitting on ML\'92s thighs with little or no weight on her abdomen. Susie sat on her lap, \softline
looked at her closely and then melted her soft lips to hers.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Merrilee returned the kiss and the two just cuddled. Since Susan was dressed in a \softline
fashion similar to her mother and sister, there was a vast expanse of bare skin. Very \softline
gently ML ran her fingertips over it and murmured, \'93So incredibly soft and smooth...\'94 \softline
Then she sniffed the air and then sniffed at Susan\'92s hair at her ear. \'93Susan Dawson, you
are utterly incredible! You smell of fresh spring flowers, youth and love.\'94 Meanwhile \softline
she continued to gently run her fingers all over Susie\'92s body.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab After a few moments, Susan untied the knot in her shirt, unbuttoned it and \softline
shrugged it off. \'93If you\'92re going to caress me \'97 and I just love it \'97 this dumb blouse \softline
just gets in the way.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab With her shirt off, it became apparent that her golden tan was all over her body. \softline
Merrilee just loved it. Very gently she ran a fingertip over one of Susie\'92s nipples. The \softline
girl just murmured, \'93Darn!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Darn what?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93I\'92m still too young is \'91darn what\'92\'94 the girl replied. \'93All it does is tickle. With \softline
Sandy, though, her nipples get really hard, her areolae contract, and if I work at it just \softline
a little bit, I can get her off.\'94 With a grin she added, \'93She really loves that, too, although \softline
sometimes she pretends that she\'92s just humoring me.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Sue, you are utterly perfect!\'94 Merrilee pronounced.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Not hardly,\'94 Susan replied flatly. \'93Just look.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab With that she was off ML\'92s lap and slipped off her shorts. I was amused to see that \softline
somewhere Jean had found bikini-cut pants for our girl. Of course, they might have \softline
been bikini-cut, but they still had cute little bunnies all over them. Susan dropped her \softline
pants and turned so that ML could see the brand that was burned deep into her flank.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Merrilee screamed and looked utterly appalled. \'93My God!\'94 she breathed. \'93Who \softline
would do such a thing to such a beautiful girl?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93I did it to myself,\'94 Susan replied. \'93But it really didn\'92t help Sandy very much.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab }{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\i\cf2\f1 \'93What?\'94}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 ML exclaimed. \'93I don\'92t understand.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Would you show her, please, Sandy?\'94 Susan asked.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Sandy looked at me and at Jean. Jean looked at me and I just shrugged leaving the \softline
decision to her. Jean just nodded once and Sandy stripped bare.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Because of her position relative to Kelly and ML, could each see one of the brands \softline
on Sandy\'92s flanks. Both screamed in horror.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab ML held her arms out to Sandy and the girl went to her. The woman pulled Sandy\'92s \softline
head down to her own and melted her with a loving kiss. Then she looked her over \softline
carefully, noting the all-over golden tan; even the inner surfaces of her upper thighs were \softline
tanned as well as her bare pussy lips. Very gently Merrilee ran her fingers over Sandy\'92s \softline
pubic area and found that it was perfectly smooth.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93How do you avoid stubble?\'94 the woman asked.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93It\'92s not hard,\'94 Sandy replied. \'93I didn\'92t shave it; I plucked out all the hairs so \softline
there\'92s no possible stubble.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93But why...?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \ul0 \tab \'93Because it\'92s what Mommy does. And like Mommy, when I\'92m sunning myself I try \softline
to arrange my body so the sun is coming directly down on my crotch. Then when I do \softline
a split I can tan my butt and my pussy, too. I\'92m still not in Mom\'92s class on that, yet; she \softline
can get her legs out almost 180 degrees.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Your mother does that, too? But why?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Sandy smiled warmly and replied, \'93Dad\'92s not supposed to know this, but Mom\'92s \softline
really funny. She\'92s always working on some facet of her appearance to be even more \softline
beautiful for Dad. I\'92m sure he doesn\'92t notice \'97 I\'92m not sure anyone could \'97 but \softline
Mommy does.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93I asked her about it one time. All she would say was, \'91I owe it to your father to \softline
always look my very best.\'92 That\'92s all. She does it because she loves him so damn... \softline
darned much!\'94 With a look over her shoulder she added, \'93Sorry, Mom.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93The brands...?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Susan replied. Her voice broke as she said, \'93Sandy did it for }{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\i\cf2\f1 me.}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 She was only 12 \softline
at the time and I was seven. Our captors were going to auction off my virginity. Sandy \softline
thought she could take a man far better than I could, so she volunteered to brand herself \softline
and allow herself to be taken by any man who wanted to fuck her. But first, I had to \softline
whip her pussy 25 times with each stroke drawing blood.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93I don\'92t know how many men took her that first night. And for the rest of the time \softline
we were there before we were freed, every Saturday night Sandy was chained to the wall \softline
with a long chain and was available to anyone who wanted her for anything. Then, of \softline
course, both of my sisters \'97 Sandy and Stephanie \'97 had to get 50 strokes with a whip \softline
in their cunts from the customers or they couldn\'92t go to school the following week.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93After they reached 50 \'97 and it took some pretty vile things to get there some \softline
nights \'97 the sky was the limit. I would spend most of the rest of the night after the \softline
customers had left licking their wounds and trying to stop the flow of blood. One night \softline
it was really brutal on Sandy and that\'92s when I volunteered to brand myself to try to get \softline
her some respite.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab The small girl paused for a moment and then continued, \'93I don\'92t know if it did any \softline
good or not. Sandy claims I saved her life, but I really doubt that. What it did do, \softline
though, was to buy her a little time to recover.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93I guess I really stretched out my branding shamelessly to try to use up as much \softline
time as possible. For that I was whipped pretty badly by my owners when the customers \softline
left. They claimed that I had cost them a lot of money since the people were so intent \softline
on what I was doing to myself, they forgot to spend their money on our other... \softline
attractions.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab I almost became violently ill. That was the most comprehensive story of the girls\'92 \softline
captivity I had ever heard. I knew it had been bad, but...
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93So do you think a man would ever care to have me, Miss Adams?\'94 Sandy asked \softline
softly. \'93I try very hard to look my best and be good, but...\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \ul0 \tab Tears were streaming unchecked down ML\'92s cheeks and she could scarcely speak. \softline
But she managed to say, \'93My darling Sandy, you will be the find of a lifetime for any \softline
man alive! My God! Never in my life have I heard a story of such self-sacrifice and love \softline
to protect someone else. Darling, you are simply perfect. And those brands are truly \softline
badges of great honor.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Jean interrupted at that point before things got too maudlin. \'93I gather you folks \softline
haven\'92t eaten and it is getting late. What would you like?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93A... an omelette, maybe...?\'94 Kelly offered hesitantly. \'93Could you do that? Or a can \softline
of soup? Or...\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Utterly ridiculous!\'94 Jean snapped. \'93I know darned well that an omelette at this \softline
time of night might hold Jim for an hour, but that\'92s about it. I can make almost \softline
anything...\'94 Then to Merrilee she said, \'93If your insides are a bit rearranged, how about \softline
a nice saut\'e9ed breast of chicken? I can do it with olive oil, so there\'92s really only the good \softline
cholesterol...\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Marvelous!\'94 ML replied enthusiastically. She shook her head and added, \'93I\'92m not \softline
supposed to be eating much, but my stomach certainly doesn\'92t know that. Frankly, I\'92m \softline
starving!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Jean just grinned. Then to me she said, \'93Darling, guess what? You\'92ve mentioned \softline
sweetbreads, and I have some for you. How about braised sweetbreads?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Indeed I had casually mentioned them to her in conversation the day before. I had \softline
forgotten about it moments after telling her but she hadn\'92t.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Then Jean turned to Kelly who said, \'93You\'92re really serious, aren\'92t you. Almost \softline
anything?\'94 Jean just nodded. \'93Well...\'94 Kelly continued slowly, \'93I was in Switzerland \softline
and had liver that was out of this world...\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Basel style or Zurich style?\'94 Jean interrupted.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93You\'92re kidding, aren\'92t you?\'94 Kelly said with her eyes wide.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93No, she\'92s really not,\'94 Sandy interjected. She giggled and continued, \'93If half the \softline
food that\'92s prepared in this house is eaten, it\'92s a lot...\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93What are you saying?\'94 I interrupted. \'93I don\'92t ever see anything going to waste.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93You wouldn\'92t, Dad,\'94 Sandy replied. \'93Most of it goes out at night.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab }{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\i\cf2\f1 \'93At night?\'94}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 I exclaimed, utterly baffled. \'93What does that mean?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Daddy, you know that Mom got her degree at UIC doing four years\'92 work in a \softline
matter of months. I think I told you that she never seemed to sleep. Well, I guess that\'92s \softline
another oddity of ours; we don\'92t seem to need nearly as much sleep as most people. The \softline
result is that Mom does most of the work around the house at night while you\'92re \softline
sleeping. And that\'92s also when she gives Susan and me cooking lessons.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Sandy grimaced and continued, \'93What a heck of a waste! Mom will make something, \softline
have a tiny bite, share some with us and then throw the whole thing out. She does it for \softline
practice.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \ul0 \tab Then she snapped her fingers, remembering something. \'93And sometimes it gets \softline
funny, too. Remember last week when Mom woke you up in the middle of the night in \softline
tears? She may have mumbled something about a nightmare?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Yeah, I guess I remember,\'94 I replied in my usual scintillating fashion.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Well, it was nothing of the kind,\'94 Sandy continued. \'93She had made something and \softline
pronounced it to be perfectly awful! Of course it tasted pretty good to Susan and me, but \softline
what do we know? Anyway, Mom was in real need of some TLC... and boy, did you ever \softline
give it to her! When she regained consciousness after that final monumental orgasm and \softline
you were back to sleep, she made the dish again and this time pronounced it great.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab She grinned and added, \'93And oh, yeah... then we waxed the floor, did the laundry, \softline
scrubbed the bathroom and finished up in time for you to awaken Mom for her good-morning fucking. By that time her eyes might have been closed for a full fifteen minutes \softline
or so.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Hearing this, I glared at Jean and demanded, \'93Is this true?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab She just blushed and replied softly, \'93I\'92m always here for you, Jim, aren\'92t I?\'94 Then \softline
she turned to the girls and said, \'93Why don\'92t you help Miss Adams into the kitchen? You \softline
can set the table and we\'92ll get this show on the road.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Instead of the girls, I easily lifted Merrilee out of her chair having seen a wistful look \softline
from her in my direction. I carried her into the kitchen in my arms and carefully set her \softline
in a captain\'92s chair.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93You\'92re so incredible, Jim Dawson.\'94 Then she raised her voice for the others. \'93Jean \softline
Dawson, however did you train your husband? Women talk about men\'92s sensitivity, but \softline
most of them don\'92t have the foggiest idea what they\'92re talking about. Most of them \softline
think in terms of the \'91I feel your pain\'92 kind of sensitivity. But that\'92s not what I mean \softline
at all. Jim just seems to know exactly what I want and need and that\'92s what he gives \softline
me. But how on earth did you do it?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93First of all, Kelly, I\'92ll make your liver }{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\i\cf2\f1 Zuricher arte.}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 Since you don\'92t know one from \softline
the other, it\'92s by far the more popular.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Then to ML she replied, \'93I didn\'92t do a thing. That\'92s one thing that Jim brought to \softline
the party himself. But I certainly do know exactly what you mean. I can\'92t tell you how \softline
many different ways Jim can fuck me, but it\'92s a large number. And they range from \softline
quietly romantic to near-rape. And you know what else? Whichever way he does it is \softline
exactly right for me at that moment.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Then she glared at ML and added, \'93But it\'92s not \'91Jean Dawson\'92 and it never will be. \softline
If you insist on being formal, it\'92s Jean Peters!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab While this was going on, Sue had retrieved her milk box and was standing on it \softline
cutting vegetables and then preparing a salad while Jean, seeming effortless, prepared \softline
the three main dishes. Sandy very meticulously set the table for four, even producing \softline
candlesticks and tapers. Then she whispered something to Jean, received an enthusiastic yes, and began work on something of her own.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \ul0 \tab \'93I\'92m sorry, Jean,\'94 ML replied. \'93You are Mrs. Dawson. You }{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\i\cf2\f1 are}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 Jim\'92s wife and the \softline
mother of two incredible young women. Maybe your marriage hasn\'92t been solemnized \softline
by a judge, priest, minister, rabbi, or whatever, but you\'92re his wife. Just look at what \softline
you share \'97 you just got finished telling me how his lovemaking is always perfect for \softline
your mood. These girls utterly adore you both, and you adore them. I see you two \softline
kissing and I realize that if either of you really let go on me, I would be instantly dead. \softline
Your power is unreal! And you both have it.\'94 She shook her head decisively and \softline
repeated, \'93You }{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\i\cf2\f1 are}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 Mrs. James Dawson, damn it!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93We told you so, Mommy,\'94 Sandy added quietly. \'93And everything Miss Adams said \softline
is the God\'92s-honest-truth and we all know it. But because Susie and I know you so much \softline
better, we know far more about you two than she does. We know how you\'92re constantly \softline
working on tiny things to make Dad\'92s life better. We talked about your attention to your \softline
body.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Dad now knows about the sweetbreads, but what he doesn\'92t know is that you were \softline
kicking yourself all around the house for not just knowing it was something he would \softline
like.\'94 She slowly shook her head and added, \'93How many women alive would consider \softline
it a sign of failure if their husbands had to mention something for them to know he \softline
might like it? Damned few!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Sandra!\'94 Jean exclaimed with her eyebrow raised.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Damned few!\'94 Sandy repeated. \'93You said yourself that it was okay on rare \softline
occasions when real emphasis is required.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93But not when we have company, sweetie,\'94 Jean explained.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab The girl, again dressed as was her sister, moved close to her mother. Jean took her \softline
in her arms and melted her with a kiss. Finally, she eased away and murmured, \'93I love \softline
you, my darling daughter.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Then please don\'92t bail out on us, Mommy. What would we do?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93You will take care of your father in the same way I would. And Sandy, look after \softline
Susie, please? She really does need guidance sometimes.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Please don\'92t leave us, Mommy!\'94 the girl cried. \'93We need you and love you so!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93I must, my darling. It\'92s for the best. Had I not been a whore, things might be \softline
different, but...\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab She moved back to the stove and Sandy returned to what she had been doing.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab I was sitting at the table between Kelly and Merrilee. Both leaned close to me and \softline
Kelly said softly, \'93Sandy\'92s absolutely right, Jim. There could be no more perfect wife in \softline
the world for you than Jean. That woman is utterly unreal! And your love!...\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Jim, how many times have you taken Jean today?\'94 ML asked.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab I thought for a moment and replied, \'93Three, I guess.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93And how long did you have her in orgasm?\'94 she asked. To Kelly she added, \'93And \softline
you pay particular attention to Jim\'92s answer.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \ul0 \tab \'93Maybe an hour or so,\'94 I replied. \'93Possibly 90 minutes...\'94 I thought for a bit and \softline
added, \'93Make it between 60 and 90 minutes. Is that close enough?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Kelly, the hospital contains all the women that Jim Dawson has fucked in his life, \softline
except for Jean and me. You can see my condition and you can see Jean\'92s. What do you \softline
think?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93I think Jean Dawson owes it to every good-looking woman alive in the world today \softline
to keep Jim from killing them all, is what I think,\'94 Kelly replied.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab By this time Jean was finishing her cooking. With infinite care, Susan put the main \softline
dishes on the plates, garnished them perfectly (and individually to suit the dish), and \softline
served. Jean got another Perrier for herself and joined us at the table.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Susan asked me whether I wanted a red or a white wine with my sweetbreads. After \softline
a bit of thought, I decided on a red. She brought the correct wine glasses and served a \softline
lovely grand cru Chablis in a half-bottle for ML, and opened a magnificent bottle of \softline
Roman\'e9e Conti, the world\'92s finest burgundy, for Kelly and me.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab ML had a bite of her chicken and looked up at Jean. \'93What did you do to this \softline
chicken? This is utterly magnificent! I didn\'92t think it could ever be this good.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93It\'92s just a little olive oil along with some herbs and spices,\'94 Jean replied deprecat-
ingly.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Kelly had a bite of her liver. \'93My God! This is exactly the dish I remember, but it\'92s \softline
so much better than what I had. And I was eating at the finest restaurant in Zurich, if \softline
I remember correctly.\'94 Then she sipped the wine and just rolled her eyes. \'93And this \softline
wine! The very finest.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Now, look!\'94 Jean protested. \'93These are just a couple of things I threw together for \softline
some hungry people. Hell, you\'92re so hungry library paste would taste good to you right \softline
now.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Jean, dear, will you do ML and me a favor sometime?\'94 Kelly asked with her eyes \softline
wide.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Sure,\'94 Jean replied. \'93What?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Would you please invite us over for dinner sometime when you\'92re serving a real \softline
meal? Only give us at least ten days\'92 notice so we don\'92t eat anything in the meantime.\'94 \softline
Then she shook her head and said, \'93The finest food in Chicago, if not in the whole \softline
country, is served in this house.\'94 Then she added with a straight face, \'93By the way, do \softline
you do take-out?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Jean couldn\'92t help giggling at the comment but replied, \'93No, I }{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\i\cf2\f1 do not}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 do take-out. \softline
But I would be very happy to have you both for dinner.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Susan had prepared the vegetables and was waiting anxiously for the verdict. They \softline
were perfectly prepared and still very crisp.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Perfect!\'94 Merrilee proclaimed.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \ul0 \tab Kelly tried the salad and did a double take. \'93What is this dressing?\'94 she exclaimed. \softline
\'93Never in my life have I tasted anything this good. What is it?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93I guess we call it \'91Susie\'92s Own\'92 \'97 sort of like Paul Newman\'92s \'91Newman\'92s Own\'92. \softline
I\'92m not sure it\'92s ever the same two times in a row, but it\'92s always great. Susan has \softline
learned what all the herbs and spices taste like and how they work together combining \softline
tastes, so she just puts a little of this and a little of that... and this is the result.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Susie knows what all these things taste like?\'94 Then Kelly shook her head and \softline
added, \'93This is unreal. Susie is... what? Nine years old?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Eight,\'94 I said.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Eight years old and already a very superior cook.\'94 To Susan she said, \'93Sweetie, I\'92m \softline
more than three times your age and I couldn\'92t prepare vegetables half as good as you just \softline
did if my very life depended on it. Understand? They\'92re simply perfect.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93And the salad! Simply out of this world. But why?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93For two reasons,\'94 Susie replied. \'93First of all, Mommy thinks it\'92s very important \softline
for a woman to be a good cook. Beyond that, though, there\'92s what she said awhile ago: \softline
She\'92s planning on bailing out on us very soon and wants Sandy and me to be able to take \softline
care of Daddy...\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab At that the little girl just dissolved in tears. Blinded by them, she groped her way \softline
toward Jean. Jean gathered her in, held her closely and kissed and caressed her all over. \softline
\'93I adore you and your sister, sweetie. You know that. But you also know why I have to \softline
leave...\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Mother, you\'92re being such a fool!\'94 the little girl exclaimed through her tears.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Why do you want to ruin four lives, Jean?\'94 ML asked quietly.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93And kill God only knows how many young women?\'94 Kelly added.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab }{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\i\cf2\f1 \'93What?\'94}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 Jean exclaimed.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Just look at the four of you!\'94 ML responded. \'93Never in my life have I encountered \softline
the level of love that exists in this house... Among all four of you! Clear? Now why are \softline
you so determined to wreck it?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93You haven\'92t heard the whole story yet,\'94 Kelly replied. \'93But your husband has \softline
bedded seven girls since you threw him out of your bed. Every one \'97 except for ML \'97 \softline
is in the hospital right now! And at least one of them \'97 plugged into every medical \softline
device and fluid imaginable \'97 wants to pull out all of the tubes, go find Jim and get \softline
fucked again. And this is in full knowledge of the fact that it will kill her. And I mean \softline
kill her }{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\i\cf2\f1 dead!}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 Understand?
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93And it should be obvious to you that ML should be with the others in the hospital \softline
right now herself. She\'92s so weak and her groin and abdomen are in such sad shape, she \softline
needs crutches just to hobble around.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Glaring at Jean with emerald sparks flying from her lovely green eyes, Kelly \softline
concluded, \'93Are you getting a message, Jean }{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\i\cf2\f1 Dawson?\'94}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \ul0 \tab Jean just slowly shook her head like a punch-drunk fighter who had absorbed too \softline
many punches. She had been rocked.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Susan had pulled herself together and had cleared the table. Then we learned what \softline
Sandy had been doing as she used a chafing dish to flame cr\'e8pes Suzette. They were \softline
magnificent and everyone said so. The girls and Jean even shared some.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab I served cognac and cigars that Jean also had. Neither of the guests had ever had a \softline
cigar before, but when Jean carefully lighted panatellas for each of them, they took \softline
them. I had my Corona corona.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Kelly slid her chair back from the table, turned it slightly and stretched her lovely \softline
long legs. At five feet seven and a bit, she\'92s a tall girl; not as tall as Jean, but tall. \'93So \softline
this is pot luck at the Dawson\'92s, huh? Jean, Sandy and Susan, it was the finest meal \'97 \softline
bar none \'97 I\'92ve ever eaten in my entire life. And on a Callaway Industries expense \softline
account I\'92ve eaten at many of the very finest restaurants in the world. None come \softline
close.\'94 Then she grinned and added, \'93But I repeat: I\'92ll await an invitation to come over \softline
for a real meal sometime.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab She snapped her fingers as an idea came into her head. \'93Jean, by any chance do you \softline
have the recipe for that liver we just ate?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93I may have it on my computer,\'94 Jean replied. \'93Want me to look? Why don\'92t we all \softline
go into our sitting room and relax for a bit before bed.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Bed...?\'94 ML stammered. \'93But... but... I\'92ve got to get home...\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93How?\'94 Jean asked. \'93On crutches? And to do what? You haven\'92t been there for ten \softline
days. And we have plenty of room.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93I don\'92t have anything...\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93We have all the toiletries,\'94 Jean interrupted. Then with a warm smile she added, \softline
\'93Susie has asked to share your bed, by the way. She thinks you\'92re really neat and she \softline
can\'92t wait to be able to fit her bare body to yours.\'94 Then she grinned and added, \'93And \softline
I have to admit that her youthful body fragrance is just lovely when waking up in the \softline
morning.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Back in our apartment, Jean moved her mouse awakening her computer from its \softline
standby mode. Kelly was standing beside her as she sat down in her chair preparatory \softline
to searching for the recipe.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab But when Kelly saw Jean\'92s desktop, she moved to hold Jean\'92s hand to keep her from \softline
bringing up anything. I didn\'92t understand what was going on.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Then Kelly exclaimed softly, \'93My God! }{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\i\cf2\f1 You\'92re}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 Jeanie! Admit it! Jean Dawson, \softline
you\'92re the Jeanie who designed our user interface, aren\'92t you?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab The way Jean\'92s shoulders slumped I instantly knew that what Kelly had said was \softline
true.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Jean only murmured, \'93Yes...\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \ul0 \tab Kelly was gleeful. \'93My God!\'94 she exclaimed turning toward me. \'93I was concerned \softline
because I hadn\'92t heard a word from Jeanie. No wonder! You\'92ve been fucking her ass off, \softline
Boss.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Jean had risen from her seat and was standing close to Kelly. \'93Please!\'94 she pleaded. \softline
\'93I haven\'92t done a damned thing...\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Oh, no!\'94 Kelly responded derisively. \'93You just made the whole thing go!\'94 To me \softline
she said, \'93I mentioned the interface to you, Boss, but you haven\'92t ever seen it. We put \softline
it in right after you went on your leave and sales took off like a rocket. Through your \softline
work we had a back end that was, by far, the most rock-solid in the industry. But with \softline
all due respect, the user interface \'97 to be most charitable \'97 was really kludgy. Anyway, \softline
Jean fixed it. What do you think?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab For the first time I really looked at it. Although I just glanced at it, I could see that \softline
everything a user might want was right where one would expect it to be. \'93How did you \softline
do this?\'94 I asked Jean.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93It\'92s really sort of dumb,\'94 she replied, \'93but I was able to get away with it as my \softline
senior project in management science. \'91Science\'92! What a joke. There\'92s nothing to it; any \softline
idiot could have done the same thing.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Right...\'94 Kelly interjected, drawing out the word. \'93That\'92s why our sales have \softline
increased by a factor of ten with the new interface.\'94 Then her face fell as she added, \softline
\'93The next quarter\'92s bonus is going to be a real beaut. What a stinking shame...\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93What\'92s a shame?\'94 I asked.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93That I won\'92t get it,\'94 she replied softly.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Why won\'92t you get it\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Because I\'92m not working for Callaway anymore. Remember? I quit or you fired me \softline
or something.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93No, Kelly. You just have a different assignment. You\'92re going to teach Brian \softline
Malone to be a lover. Remember? But you\'92re most certainly still on the payroll.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Merrilee had been studying the monitor while we had been talking. Finally she said, \softline
\'93Jean, you did this all by yourself, didn\'92t you?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Jean just nodded.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93What incredible genius!\'94 she exclaimed. \'93With this front end... Oh, my! Our \softline
systems will be the envy of the whole industry.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Sweetie, I guess we never mentioned it before, but Merrilee is better known in \softline
computer circles as ML Adams, the finest software designer alive. And she\'92s just agreed \softline
to join Callaway. So I think you could interpret what she just said to be the highest \softline
praise from a very informed source. Okay?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Because they were standing close, somehow Kelly\'92s hand contacted Jean\'92s abdomen. \softline
I saw the girl\'92s eyes instantly flare and she murmured, \'93My God! You\'92re carrying Jim\'92s
baby, aren\'92t you? You\'92re pregnant! I just felt a movement down there, and it certainly \softline
wasn\'92t your digestive tract.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab At that remark, Jean crumpled to her knees and began to cry. And it was unique in \softline
my experience; they were hopeless-sounding tears.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93What were you planning on doing? Running out on Jim and never telling him he \softline
had fathered a child by you? Jean Dawson, could you possibly be so selfish?\'94 Kelly \softline
demanded.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93But I\'92m a whore!\'94 Jean wailed.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Okay,\'94 Kelly said with her legs now spread wide. \'93How do I get started?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Slowly Jean lifted her head from between her legs. She had been doubled up while \softline
crying her heart out. \'93Get started as what?\'94 she asked, bewildered with tears still \softline
streaming down her cheeks..
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93As a prostitute, turkey!\'94 Kelly exclaimed. \'93Clearly, you\'92re the finest wife and \softline
mother our Good Lord ever saw fit to put on this earth, and you were a prostitute. So \softline
I guess I\'92ll have to be one, too. Now how do I get started?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93You\'92re crazy, Kelly Maguire!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Crazy?\'94 Turning to Merrilee she asked, \'93What do you think, ML? You\'92ve been \softline
through it...\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93I\'92ve been getting pissed is what I\'92ve been doing,\'94 Merrilee replied. \'93Quite honestly, \softline
Kelly, I\'92m pissed... }{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\i\cf2\f1 at you!\'94}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab }{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\i\cf2\f1 \'93At me?\'94}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Damned right,\'94 ML insisted. \'93My insides are sort of beat up so I won\'92t be able to \softline
work the streets for a while yet. So I\'92m pissed because you\'92ll be ahead of me.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Turning back toward Jean, Kelly asked, \'93Okay. Are you ready to marry Jim now?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93I can\'92t!\'94 Jean cried. Again she dropped her head to her thighs and just bawled.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Turning to me, Kelly said, \'93Boss, you\'92ve been doing this all wrong!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Wrong?\'94 I echoed. (But you\'92ll notice I didn\'92t say, \'93Huh?\'94 An improvement.)
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Yes, wrong,\'94 she repeated. Then looking thoughtful she continued, \'93You\'92ve been \softline
going on the assumption that, like most people, Jean has her brains in her head.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab She paused for a moment and continued, \'93Well, maybe she does. But whatever she\'92s \softline
using to come to the utterly insane \'97 and inane \'97 decision that she can\'92t marry you \softline
isn\'92t there. I think it\'92s at the other end: in her bottom. So...\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Kelly, dear heart, are you suggesting that I do something to... gain the attention... \softline
of the operative parts?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Boss, I think that\'92s a simply wonderful idea!\'94 she exclaimed with a grin.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Merrilee clapped her hands in glee.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Turning to Jean, still sobbing, I ordered, \'93Woman! Strip!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \ul0 \tab Jean raised her head and her eyes were wide. \'93But, Jim...\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab }{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\i\cf2\f1 \'93Strip!\'94}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 I repeated.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Jean just looked at me wide-eyed, but untied the knot in her shirt, unbuttoned it and \softline
let it drop to the floor.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93My Lord!\'94 ML gasped. \'93I\'92ve never seen such perfect tits in my life.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Slowly, Jean unbuttoned her shorts and slipped them over her hips. They, too, \softline
dropped to the floor. With her eyes still fastened on mine, she slowly slipped her bikini \softline
over her hips and let it fall, too.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Perfect tits?\'94 Kelly said softly. \'93Don\'92t you mean \'91perfect body\'92? The woman is \softline
unreal. And she is female perfection.\'94 Then she giggled and asked, \'93ML, are you really \softline
sure you want to try to entice Jim away from her bed and into yours?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab (I should point out that I heard some of this at the time, but most of it came from \softline
Sandy and Susan\'92s \'93instant replay\'94.)
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93I give up!\'94 ML said softly. \'93You\'92re right, Kel. She\'92s perfect. Just plain perfect.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Jean was now just standing up straight before me with tears rolling unchecked down \softline
both cheeks.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93You\'92re carrying our baby, Jean,\'94 I said softly. \'93Don\'92t you think you should marry \softline
me?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93I can\'92t, Jim!\'94 she wailed. \'93You know that. I just waited too long. I was going to \softline
leave today but couldn\'92t bring myself to do it. I\'92m just too selfish...\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab I sat down on her computer chair and ordered, \'93Over my knee.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Her eyes widened. Now they appeared to be larger than I had ever seen them. Still \softline
standing up straight, she moved her hands behind to cover her buns. She knew what \softline
was coming. \'93Jim... No. Please no...\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab }{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\i\cf2\f1 \'93Over my knee!\'94}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab She covered the few feet between us as slowly as if she was going to her execution. \softline
But then she bent over my right leg. She was so cute! Her hands were still trying to \softline
cover her buns.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Put your hands where they belong,\'94 I ordered, \'93and relax your cheeks.\'94 Gently I \softline
ran my fingers over her perfect skin and murmured, \'93Such a shame.\'94 Then to Jean I \softline
said, \'93Will you marry me, Jean? Saying yes will save you a lot of pain, you know.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab }{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\i\cf2\f1 \'93I can\'92t!\'94}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 she wailed.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab I began to really whack her. As I\'92ve mentioned before, my hand is big and I had \softline
become pretty strong \'97 very strong, as a matter of fact.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93My God! He\'92s killing her!\'94 ML whispered.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93But it just might work,\'94 Kelly replied. \'93I certainly hope so.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \ul0 \tab After ten spanks, all on her right cheek, Jean was screaming in pain. I really hurt \softline
her, I\'92m afraid. \'93Will you marry me, Jean?\'94 I asked softly.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93No,\'94 she whispered. But it sounded like a tremulous no; not nearly as certain as \softline
her refusals had been before. \'93I\'92m sorry, sweetie. Now take your position on my other \softline
leg.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab When she arose from my leg I could see her cum running down her inner thighs. \softline
\'93Wait!\'94 I commanded.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab She stopped and looked at me with a question in her eyes.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab I ran a finger up her thigh to pick up some of her syrup and licked it. \'93Umm! You\'92re \softline
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\i\cf2\f1 very}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 sweet tonight.\'94 Then I glared at her and ordered, \'93Now go to your friends and offer \softline
them a taste.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Jim!\'94 she exclaimed. She was genuinely shocked.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93What\'92s the problem? You keep telling everyone \'97 including our friends \'97 that \softline
you\'92re a whore. Surely offering your cum to friends can\'92t bother you.\'94 I paused for a \softline
moment and added, \'93Use your finger to get it still nice and warm from your cunt.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab This was really killing her. But she went to Merrilee, swallowed hard and \softline
stammered, \'93Would you like a taste of my cum cream, Miss Adams? Jim says I\'92m very \softline
sweet tonight.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab My love for ML took an upward leap at that moment. I could see the sadness and \softline
sympathy for poor Jean in her eyes. She swallowed hard, though, and said, \'93Yes. Yes, \softline
I would. May I have a taste of your lovely cunt?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Slowly, Jean lowered her hand to her cunt, spread her thighs a bit and reached up \softline
with two fingers. She came out with a gob of syrup on her fingertips which she extended \softline
toward Merrilee. At that instant I realized that I was probably embarrassing both girls, \softline
too. It was unlikely they had ever tasted cum cream in their lives before.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab But ML took Jean\'92s hand and brought her fingers into her open mouth. \'93Mmm! \softline
Delicious!\'94 the girl pronounced. \'93You really are sweet! Is there any more?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Jean was truly shocked at ML\'92s response, but she nodded her head. And I knew that \softline
there was a lot more where that came from.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Great!\'94 the girl said. \'93May I have more after you\'92ve given Kelly a taste? But I \softline
would like to get it myself next time. Okay?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Tears were streaming down Jean\'92s face but she managed to say yes. When she \softline
reached between her legs to put her fingers up her vagina again I could see that already \softline
her right bun, which was crimson, was turning color. She was in bad shape.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab She offered her fingers to Kelly who licked them off. \'93Delicious!\'94 she pronounced. \softline
Then to Jean she said, \'93Now stand between us so the two of us can share. And I\'92ll help \softline
myself, too, thank you.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Standing between the two girls, she lowered herself bowlegged to open herself up to \softline
their hands. Now she was sobbing and I knew it was because of her humiliation.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \ul0 \tab Both girls had long fingers and they took turns scooping gobs of Jean\'92s cum from her \softline
cunt. From a look on her face, I could tell that Kelly was actually giving some thought \softline
to putting her whole hand up Jean\'92s vagina \'97 really fisting her \'97 but decided that \softline
would really be too much.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab When they had retrieved all they could, ML said, \'93No wonder it\'92s called a honey-pot. \softline
Jean Dawson, you are utterly delicious! It\'92s like eating honey but without all the \softline
calories.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab When the girls finished, Jean returned to where I was still sitting and waiting. I \softline
almost felt that it was with a sense of relief to end her humiliation. She lay across my \softline
left leg, softened her buns and waited.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Will you marry me, Jean?\'94 I asked again softly.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93No,\'94 she choked out.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Again I beat her and again ordered her to make her cream available to our guests. \softline
She stumbled over to them while crying uncontrollably. Then she just bowed her legs \softline
to open herself up and the two girls feasted on her again.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab This went through two more cycles. When the girls had finished with her for the \softline
fourth time, she just fell to her knees crying brokenly. \'93No more,\'94 she whispered. \'93I \softline
can\'92t take any more.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Will you marry me, Jean?\'94 I asked softly.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab No answer.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Marry me, Jean!\'94 I ordered.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Okay,\'94 she whispered.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93What did you just say?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab At that, Jean\'92s attitude changed dramatically. She rose up to her full height even \softline
though her legs were still pretty wobbly and declared, \'93Yes, dammit! I\'92ll marry you! \softline
You\'92ve beat the shit out of me already, and it\'92s pretty damned clear that you won\'92t stop \softline
until I say yes, so I\'92m saying yes! Happy?\'94 she demanded, glaring at me with blue fire \softline
in her eyes.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93I\'92m ecstatic, darling,\'94 I replied softly. \'93And I have to give it to Kelly. She was \softline
absolutely right. The answer proved to be in an unexpected part of your anatomy.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab She was still glaring at me, but looked utterly gorgeous. \'93All right, Jim Dawson, \softline
now fuck me in the ass right now!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Here?\'94 I asked incredulously.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Right here!\'94 she declared. \'93These pigs have been feasting on my cunt all night, so \softline
I\'92m sure the sight of me being fucked in the ass won\'92t upset them! Now do it!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Then she started to cry, but held her head up straight. \'93God knows, I tried to get \softline
out of your life, James Dawson! But I was too weak... and I love you so damned much. \softline
I was too selfish. I couldn\'92t bear to give you up... to anyone.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \ul0 \tab Now her shoulders were back and she was vibrating with emotion. \'93Then there are \softline
our daughters... two finer human beings God never put on this earth. Any parent would \softline
be delighted to have a kid one-tenth as good as ours, and we have two. }{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\i\cf2\f1 Two! }{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 Can you \softline
believe it?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab She spun around looking for Susie. Glaring at her she said, \'93Okay. Now strip. You \softline
know what you have to do.\'94 Turning back to me she screamed, \'93Now fuck my ass! And \softline
do it hard! I want you to make me scream for mercy every time you pound that weapon \softline
into my ass. Now do it!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab I was hard as a rock by then, to say the very least. Jean\'92s body had been shaking in \softline
orgasm with every spank and had almost from the very first. \'93On your knees and spread \softline
those cheeks,\'94 I ordered.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Susie had shed her clothes but walked past her mother and came to me. Then she \softline
carefully undressed me, making clucking sounds when she found that the thighs of my \softline
pants were soaked with Jean\'92s cum. As was her habit, she carefully brushed my jacket \softline
and hung the trousers over a wooden valet to dry first. Meanwhile, it was all I could do \softline
to control a grin; Jean was still on her knees and going nuts with the waiting.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab But Susan was not to be hurried. Very carefully she undid my tie (yeah, I was \softline
actually wearing one for the night\'92s hunting) and then my shirt. She took my loafers \softline
and socks, leaving me in my jockey\'92s. When the rest was disposed of, she got to her \softline
knees before me and carefully lowered them lifting them out to clear my still-raging \softline
cock.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93So lovely!\'94 she murmured as she took it in her warm mouth and caressed it with \softline
her tongue.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Kelly had moved her chair close beside Merrilee\'92s and the two were whispering. (But \softline
with the girl\'92s haring ability, they might as well have been using a PA system.) When \softline
Susie unveiled my raging cock, Kelly gasped while ML just sighed.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Isn\'92t that the most magnificent cock you\'92ve ever seen, Kel?\'94 she asked. \'93Then with \softline
another sigh she added, \'93Just think! I had that monster inside me!... Heaven!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93He\'92s a golden god!\'94 Kelly breathed. \'93He\'92s absolutely unbelievable! And his cock\'92s \softline
tanned!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93And he\'92s about to fuck a golden goddess, too. Can you possibly imagine a more \softline
perfect female body than Jean\'92s? I sure can\'92t.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab By this time Susie had slid under Jean\'92s hips and had her lips and tongue already \softline
working on her still-dripping cunt. At the same time, Sandy had stripped and laid down \softline
on the carpet with her face under Jean\'92s. Reaching up, she pulled Jean\'92s face to hers and \softline
began to merge their lips.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab For her part, Jean now had her shoulders resting on Sandy\'92s chest while both hands \softline
were behind her spreading her ass cheeks as far apart as they would go.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Now fuck me, damn it! Fuck your slut\'92s filthy asshole!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \ul0 \tab I entered her hard and she screamed but at the same time drove backward to slam \softline
her tortured bottom against my thighs. She screamed and her whole pelvis violently \softline
convulsed in a massive orgasm.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93My God! Would you look at that?\'94 ML whispered. \'93That woman is all muscle! \softline
Look at them bulge as they spasm.\'94 Slowly she shook her head and added, \'93No \softline
wonder...\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93No wonder what?\'94 Kelly asked.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93No wonder she can take him and every other woman ends up a basket case! She\'92s \softline
nothing but perfectly toned muscles!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93But what about him?\'94 Kelly exclaimed. \'93Look at those shoulders, those upper \softline
arms... those thighs! My God! They\'92re tree-trunks.\'94 She sighed and added, \'93What a \softline
way to go!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Sure is,\'94 ML quietly agreed.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab I was really pounding Jean\'92s ass. Furthermore, I had been feeling her multiple \softline
cumings every time I spanked her. The result of this was that I couldn\'92t hold back for \softline
very long and didn\'92t.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Screaming, }{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\i\cf2\f1 \'93I\'92m cuming!\'94 }{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 I really unloaded while at the same time driving as deep \softline
into her ass as I possibly could. Believe it or not, she was still holding her cheeks spread \softline
as wide as possible.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab At that instant, Jean let out the loudest scream I ever heard from her lips. }{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\i\cf2\f1 \'93Fuck \softline
me!\'94}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 she cried.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab I really unloaded. I must have cum in quarts that time. At the same time, Jean was \softline
taken by the most intense orgasm in all our time together... and you know she had never \softline
had an orgasm before meeting me. Her whole body was in violent paroxysm as I poured \softline
my cum into her asshole. She collapsed on top of the girls, but I was right behind her. \softline
Never had I cum so much.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93I just don\'92t believe what I\'92ve just seen... or think I\'92ve seen,\'94 Kelly whispered.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93It\'92s all real!\'94 ML emphasized.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Jean was unconscious \'97 her whole nervous system had shorted out \'97 and I wasn\'92t \softline
much better. But when Susie wriggled out from under her mother\'92s body with me on \softline
top and moved toward my now-limp cock, Jean recovered.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Don\'92t you }{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\i\cf2\f1 dare!\'94}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 she exclaimed. \'93That\'92s mine.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Although still groggy, she moved toward me. I had rolled off her and was lying on \softline
my back when she took my limp cock, still covered with her anal residue, into her very \softline
talented mouth. Then she really used her talent. She licked, sucked, kissed... Jean did \softline
everything imaginable and soon had me hard as a rock.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93My God!\'94 ML whispered. \'93She can\'92t possibly...\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \ul0 \tab But she could. She took my full length down her throat. At the same time, she \softline
somehow managed to get her tongue licking my cock\'92s underside. Unreal!
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab In spite of just having cum in quarts, I could feel myself rising to another peak. Was \softline
this good enough for Jean? Hah! Sensing I was about to cum, she very slightly changed \softline
her tempo. It was enough to let me down from my incipient crest. And she continued \softline
contentedly to suck.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab She kept this up until I was pounding my fists on the floor, demanding that she let \softline
me cum.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Jean took my cock from her mouth and examined it closely... or pretended to, \softline
anyway. \'93Nope. You\'92re not ready yet,\'94 she pronounced and resumed her work. She is \softline
incredibly talented.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93I just do not believe what I\'92m seeing,\'94 Kelly whispered. \'93Jim\'92s gigantic, yet Jean \softline
seems to take it all in her mouth.\'94 Turning to Merrilee she asked, \'93Did you do that?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93I kissed it and licked the tip,\'94 she replied, \'93but that was it. I don\'92t know how Jean \softline
does it, but she sure does!\'94 She paused and added while slowly shaking her head, \'93If I \softline
had managed to do that, with his size he would have opened me up end to end. The \softline
cavern his cock made where my cunt used to be would connect to the pipe he would have \softline
created by fucking my throat.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab I decided Jean was getting her revenge. But eventually \'97 my banging my fists on \softline
the floor did nothing at all \'97 nature took over and overcame her talent. I exploded. But \softline
she swallowed it all \'97 somehow. I almost passed out and did end up on my back on the \softline
floor. And Jean? She just went back to working on my cock. After two monumental \softline
orgasms I didn\'92t think it was possible for me to get hard again in less than eight hours. \softline
But what did I know?
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab What I did know was that Jean\'92s work with her mouth and tongue on my cock was \softline
something I had never experienced before. She was making love to my cock! Incredibly, \softline
the damned thing responded. In a matter of just a few minutes I was hard as a rock \softline
again.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab With that Jean flopped on her back with her legs spread wide and said softly, \'93Now \softline
fuck me, Jim! And fuck me right.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93No,\'94 I replied softly.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93No?\'94 she nearly screamed. \'93But I said yes. I said I will marry you. What more do \softline
you want, for heaven\'92s sake?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Think about what you said. And remember Sandy.\'94 I guess she used that \softline
incredible information retrieval system of hers \'97 the biggest mainframes should be so \softline
fast.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Husband, please make love to your wife,\'94 she whispered. \'93Please put that luscious \softline
weapon into my sopping sheath!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \ul0 \tab That was the correct answer, but it wasn\'92t what I had in mind. Instead of lunging \softline
deep into her waiting cavity, I reached out and lifted her up. Taking her into my arms, \softline
I merged my lips with hers.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Incredible!\'94 Merrilee whispered. \'93He\'92s going to do to her what he did to me. It\'92s \softline
going to be so wonderful, Kelly. Just watch!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab The two-way flow of our love and sheer passion was incredible. (It\'92s a shame we \softline
couldn\'92t harness that power and use it somehow.) When we eased apart to breathe, I \softline
began to nibble her earlobe triggering a small orgasm. Then I began to kiss her face all \softline
over \'97 her eyes, her nose, her lips again. And again our lips merged. My tongue sought \softline
out hers in a dance of love. They linked and her pure passion almost put me out.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab By now, though, Sandy was behind her mother supporting her back. When I moved \softline
lower on Jean\'92s body, Sandy turned Jean\'92s head and melted her lips to hers. When I \softline
began to nibble on Jean\'92s left nipple, Susan did the same thing on her right. She had \softline
joined in, too.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Mother, thank you for staying with us,\'94 Sandy breathed. \'93I really don\'92t know if \softline
Susie and I could ever make it without you.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93It\'92s so utterly beautiful!\'94 Kelly whispered. \'93My God! If those kisses were filmed, \softline
they would make cinematic history. Those two are unreal.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Kelly, dear friend,\'94 Merrilee replied, \'93why do you think those women would have \softline
willingly \'97 and gratefully \'97 sacrificed their lives? I got the same thing. Not with \softline
nearly the power \'97 I would be dead if Jim had ever kissed me the way he kisses Jean \'97 \softline
but all the same moves. Are you getting a picture?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93That working with the equipment he has \'97 his gorgeous cock, for example \'97 she\'92s \softline
made him the world\'92s premier lover?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93You got it!\'94 Merrilee responded. \'93What do you think?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93I think you\'92re absolutely right is what I think.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab By now I had worked my way down Jean\'92s torso and had reached her gorgeous cunt. \softline
I lifted her up so her thighs were on my shoulders and really started eating her. She was \softline
luscious! But my behavior this time was different. I worked hard to bring her to mild \softline
\'97 for her \'97 orgasms. I wanted this to be very soft and sweet.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab While I was working on her cunt, the girls were taking turns kissing all over Jean\'92s \softline
upper body while telling her how happy they were.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Finally, I judged that Jean was where I wanted her. I lowered her legs to align her \softline
vagina with my cock and slowly entered her.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Thank you, my darling husband,\'94 she breathed. \'93Never have you entered my cunt \softline
so smoothly or so easily.\'94 She smiled the warmest smile I had ever seen and asked \softline
softly, \'93Will you kiss your wife?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \ul0 \tab With my cock now in to its root, I raised her torso up and again melted my lips to \softline
hers. At the same time I could feel her very talented cunt squeezing my cock. The \softline
feeling was out of this world.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93I love you, James Dawson, with all my heart!\'94 Jean breathed. \'93Thank you for \softline
having me as your wife.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab What followed was very gentle lovemaking. But finally I could hold out no longer \softline
and really let go... again. I was cuming in quarts!
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Jean was in spasm too, but it wasn\'92t nearly as violent as it usually was. Instead her \softline
eyes were wide open and she just looked into mine while she seemed to savor the feeling \softline
of my cum filling her body. As my spasms slowed, she looked at me lovingly and said, \softline
\'93The very best, James Dawson!\'94 Then very slowly she added, \'93I love you with my whole \softline
heart and soul, my darling.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab At that I again lifted her torso and kissed her. It was so utterly warm and \softline
wonderful, it was not to be believed. While I was kissing her, my poor, overworked cock \softline
went limp and I withdrew. Then she surprised me \'97 again.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Rising to her feet she went over to our guests and said, \'93Would you like to taste \softline
something truly wonderful? Jim\'92s cum. Kelly? Merrilee?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Instead of responding, ML reached up toward Jean. Knowing what the girl had in \softline
mind, she lowered her head and the two women kissed. It was truly lovely. (And, by the \softline
way, Merrilee is now one of my wife\'92s closest friends.)
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93That was the most beautiful thing I\'92ve ever seen in my life!\'94 ML breathed. \'93And \softline
thank you, darling Jean, for allowing me to share Jim with you, if only that one time. \softline
It was heavenly. Not nearly up to the level you and he just achieved, but lovely just the \softline
same.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab The two young women then proceeded to do what they had previously done. They \softline
used their fingers to extract our mixed syrup from Jean\'92s cunt. While this was going on, \softline
I had risen from the floor and sat (collapsed) on the sofa. When the women were \softline
finished, Jean joined me, wincing when she sat on her tortured bottom. At that point \softline
Susie began to work with her talented tongue on Jean\'92s cunt while Sandy just snuggled \softline
on her other side.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Mom,\'94 the girl said, \'93I can\'92t tell you how happy I am that you and Dad are getting \softline
married. Honestly, I\'92ve been scared to death about dating without you around to coach \softline
me.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93I don\'92t think it\'92s going to work out that way for you, my darling daughter.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Sandy\'92s face just crumpled. \'93You mean... you mean... that I\'92ll never have a date?\'94 \softline
she asked, utterly aghast.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Jean realized what Sandy was worried about and hugged her tightly. Then she said \softline
softly, \'93No, my darling, that\'92s not it at all.\'94 Then she looked into Sandy\'92s magnificent \softline
blue eyes with her own eyes gleaming. \'93How many guys did Sheila date? Or Stephanie?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \ul0 \tab Sandy thought for a moment and looked at her mother with consternation. \'93But \softline
they\'92ve each only dated a single guy!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93That\'92s right,\'94 Jean agreed. \'93And so did I. Sweetie, do you remember the first night \softline
your dad and I went out to dinner alone? Do you remember how I was acting?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Sandy obviously activated her instant-replay system and studied the results. Her \softline
eyes widened and she looked at Jean in disbelief. \'93Mom... you were nervous... and \softline
scared! But why?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Before answering, Jean kissed and caressed Sandy all over. Then she said softly, \softline
\'93Because a girl is often scared when she\'92s going out on her first date. My darling, believe \softline
it or not, that }{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\i\cf2\f1 was}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 my first date!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Oh, Mommy!\'94 Sandy squealed. \'93That\'92s just so incredibly neat! Your first date was \softline
with the man you\'92re marrying.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93As was Sheila\'92s,\'94 Jean continued. \'93And, let\'92s face it: Does Mike have a snowball\'92s \softline
chance in hell of getting away from Steph?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab She grinned and added, \'93Of course, I almost screwed the whole damned thing up, \softline
but, thanks to buns that will be hurting for at least a month, I finally wised up.\'94 She \softline
smiled softly and added, \'93Sandy, it\'92s not an immutable law of nature \'97 I don\'92t think \'97 \softline
but based on precedent, there\'92s a very good chance that your first date will be with the \softline
guy you end up marrying.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93And there\'92s something else, too. I\'92ve finally come to the realization that we\'92re one-man women. I really feel like kicking myself. You probably already know \'97 I was the \softline
thick-headed one \'97 that I was madly in love with your father the first instant I saw him. \softline
Everyone \'97 and I mean }{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\i\cf2\f1 everyone}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \'97 who\'92s ever seen us together says we\'92re made for \softline
each other. As I said, I thought it was true the first time I saw him and I }{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\i\cf2\f1 knew}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 it was \softline
true the first time we kissed. And that\'92s just reinforced every time we kiss, which, I \softline
thankfully add, is often.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab At that point I received a shock. Kelly rose from her chair and went to the phone. \softline
Before picking it up though, she asked me the name of our local church. I was puzzled, \softline
but gave it to her. She just nodded once and dialed 411. Getting the phone number, she \softline
dialed it.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93What are you doing?\'94 I exclaimed. \'93Do you realize what time it is?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Yeah,\'94 she said laconically, \'93it\'92s 12:15.\'94 Then she just turned her back on me.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab From the time involved, it took awhile for anyone to answer. But finally someone \softline
did. (This is all from Jean who \'93recorded\'94 the conversation.)
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Father Collins?\'94 Kelly asked. Receiving an acknowledgment, she identified herself \softline
and asked, \'93Do you have anything scheduled for 11:00 tomorrow... or rather today. \softline
Sorry. It is after midnight.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Learning that the schedule was clear, Kelly continued, \'93Great! You\'92re marrying \softline
James Dawson and Jean Peters at 11:00.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \ul0 \tab Then she held the receiver away from her ear as the priest obviously was screaming. \softline
When he finally ran down, she held it normally and continued, \'93I apologize, Father, for \softline
not identifying myself. I\'92m Kelly Maguire. And you really don\'92t want me to have to call \softline
Uncle Terry, do you?\'94 She paused and then added, \'93Darn! I guess you don\'92t know him \softline
as Uncle Terry, do you? To you he is \'97 or is about to be \'97 Terrence Cardinal Maguire, \softline
newly named Cardinal Archbishop of Chicago.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab She listened for a few moments and then said, \'93Thank you very much, Father \softline
Collins. I just knew it wouldn\'92t be necessary for me to call Uncle Terry.\'94 She paused \softline
for a moment and then added, \'93Of course, every time I see him \'97 which is quite often \softline
\'97 he reminds me that I\'92m his very favorite niece. But thanks again.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Hanging up the phone she said, \'93Okay. Now that\'92s done. You two won\'92t be single \softline
in 12 hours.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab I rose and carried Merrilee in her chair over toward the sofa. Kelly joined us and \softline
Sandy moved to the floor between my legs to clean my cock. If you can imagine the \softline
sight, six of us including two children. The youngest between the thighs of her mother \softline
licking out our mingled cum while the other was carefully cleaning me off. Oh, well.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Have you ever heard of a shift wedding, darling?\'94 Jean asked.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Nope. What\'92s a shift wedding?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93That\'92s when the bride comes to her marriage with nothing \'97 only her shift. She \softline
could get out of debt that way because the new husband didn\'92t take on any of her prior \softline
obligations. That\'92s what I\'92m going to do. I\'92m signing everything I own over to you.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab She paused, thought for a moment and added, \'93In fact, I\'92m not going to be your wife, \softline
I\'92m going to be your mistress. That way you can throw me out in the street at any time. \softline
Okay?\'94 Jean seemed quite elated at the idea.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93You mean when you get fat and dumpy?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Her face fell. \'93That\'92s very unlikely to happen,\'94 she said softly. \'93It\'92s another of our \softline
differences. I guess we have a sort of variable-speed metabolism. Remember Lieutenant \softline
Richards telling about me working to put on weight?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab I nodded.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Well, it was a bitch, believe me! You see, when I take on a lot of calories, my \softline
metabolism speeds up to burn off what the body doesn\'92t need; we don\'92t seem to store fat \softline
the way humans do...\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93My God!\'94 ML interjected. \'93That\'92s not human!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93You\'92re right, ML,\'94 Jean replied, \'93so I guess we\'92re not.\'94 But then she gently ran her \softline
slim fingers over her abdomen and her eyes flared. I guess there was movement down \softline
there. \'93But we\'92re close enough for most purposes.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93But anyway, what little money I\'92ve got is now yours, my darling,\'94 she concluded.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Hah!\'94 Kelly said. \'93Little do you know...\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \ul0 \tab \'93About what?\'94 Jean replied, puzzled.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Well,\'94 Kelly explained with her eyes sparkling, \'93it\'92s your own fault for being out \softline
of touch...\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93What }{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\i\cf2\f1 are}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 you talking about?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93I\'92m talking about your royalties on the user interface,\'94 Kelly replied. Now she was \softline
giggling.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Damn it, Kelly Maguire, would you kindly knock off the shit and tell me what \softline
you\'92re talking about?\'94 Jean demanded.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93I\'92m talking about the development deal,\'94 Kelly answered. \'93You did the work for \softline
$5,000...\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93And my professor was delighted, too,\'94 Jean interjected. \'93I was the only student \softline
he\'92s ever had who got paid \'97 let alone paid so much \'97 for a senior project.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93That\'92s the problem,\'94 Kelly said mysteriously.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Maguire, if you still want to be alive five minutes from now...!\'94 Jean threatened.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93It\'92s the money,\'94 Kelly explained. \'93As you know \'97 or should \'97 there\'92s a great deal \softline
of free-lance work done in software. Well, the industry has come up with some informal \softline
standards because the Feds have been giving companies a hard time claiming that \softline
consultants and free-lancers are really employees. Anyway, the result has been the \softline
development of these standards. They relate to the value of the work compared to what \softline
the developer was paid. Anyway, to our lawyers your five grand was laughable. The \softline
result is they set a royalty of $10 a unit on it.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab }{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\i\cf2\f1 \'93What?\'94}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 Jean almost screamed.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Yeah,\'94 Kelly continued, ignoring the interruption. \'93And through the end of last \softline
month, sales exceeded two million units.\'94 She grinned and added, \'93But don\'92t worry \softline
about a thing, sweetie. Sales are rising fast. You might eventually see some real \softline
money.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93But that\'92s... $20 million!\'94 Jean exclaimed. Then her face fell. \'93Oh, shit! I\'92m rich.\'94 \softline
Then she brightened, turned to me and said, \'93Nope. I\'92m not. You are.\'94 (The fact is it \softline
all went into joint accounts so there was no difference, but for some reason it made her \softline
feel better to think that she had no money.)
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Suddenly her eyes widened and she exclaimed, \'93Oh, no! I can\'92t be married today. \softline
I have nothing to wear!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Just then there was a soft knock on the front door. Sandy rose from between my \softline
legs to respond. Opening the door, we saw Kate Callaway with Jack standing behind \softline
her. She gathered Sandy in her arms and melted her with a kiss. Then standing back \softline
a bit she looked the girl over carefully and murmured, \'93Thank God! It worked.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93What worked?\'94 Sandy replied, puzzled.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \ul0 \tab \'93Putting you where you belong: with your sister, Susan, and Jean and Jim. My \softline
darling, you\'92re utterly exquisite! And that aura of sadness and despair that was always \softline
around you is gone.\'94 She slowly shook her head and added, \'93I couldn\'92t be happier!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Looking over at Jean she said, \'93What incredible timing! I made it back in time to \softline
be your matron of honor with the girls as bridesmaids. How incredibly neat!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93But I don\'92t have anything to wear!\'94 Jean wailed. By this time tears were streaming \softline
down both cheeks.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Kate whispered something to Sandy then raised her voice slightly and said, \'93Susie, \softline
don\'92t you think you\'92ve been feasting on your mother\'92s cunt long enough? Why don\'92t you \softline
help your sister get a few things?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab At that Susie rose from her knees, went to Kate and gave her a truly loving kiss and \softline
then followed Sandy out the door.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Only then did I get a really good look at her. Kate was utterly magnificent! Now she \softline
had a deep tropic tan as did Jack. Moreover, I have never seen either of them look as \softline
good as they did that day. Jack is as big as I am and now his muscles were bulging to an \softline
even greater degree than mine.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab We chatted for a few minutes and learned that Kate was pregnant. \'93It\'92s been a royal \softline
pain, too,\'94 she complained. \'93I was counting on keeping track of the time by my periods... \softline
but I never had one! Jack must have caught me that first week.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Jim caught me too,\'94 Jean said very softly.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Kate whooped. \'93Spectacular! Oh, darling! It couldn\'92t happen to a nicer couple. \softline
And you couldn\'92t possibly look better than you look right now.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Oh, yes I could,\'94 Jean argued. \'93I could look like you. Kate Callaway, you are \softline
utterly exquisite! Being shipwrecked on a tropic island seems to have agreed with you.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Kate looked puzzled and whispered something to Jack. Jean utterly cracked up with \softline
laughter. Obviously, she had heard what Kate had whispered but the rest of us \'97 \softline
Merrilee, Kelly and me \'97 had not. Kate pointed to herself and then formed her lips in \softline
an O. \'93Golly! I\'92m sorry, Jean. When you mentioned \'91Kate Callaway\'92 I had forgotten \softline
that that\'92s my name.\'94 She paused and then added, \'93I thought my name was Let\'92s Fuck. \softline
That\'92s really all Jack\'92s said to me for months.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab At that point we all cracked up while Kate just giggled.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab The girls returned carrying a number of garments on hangars covered with plastic. \softline
One of them proved to be an utterly magnificent wedding gown that \'97 no surprise \'97 \softline
fit Jean perfectly. There were also two bridesmaids\'92 dresses in a blue that was a perfect \softline
match for the girls\'92 blue eyes. Kate said that Jean was easy; it was the girls who had \softline
been the challenge. Because they were still growing, she had to guess a bit at what their \softline
sizes would be on the wedding day.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab There were three other surprises. I guess they were all wedding gifts. The first was \softline
a pair of adoption papers all set to be filed on the day following the wedding recording
the adoption of Sandra Smith Callaway and Susan Smith Callaway by Jean Peters \softline
Dawson and James Russell Dawson. The two girls just shrieked with happiness.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab The second gifts were United airline tickets first class from Chicago to Maui for four. \softline
The girls were coming with us. All arrangements had been made for a suite at the \softline
Kapalua resort for all four of us. \'93You\'92ve got two bedrooms...\'94 Kate murmured. \'93Oh, \softline
well, I suppose the girls might want the closet space and the extra bath that goes with \softline
it.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Then she added, \'93I\'92m sorry, Jean. You\'92ll have to live with your virginity until the \softline
day after tomorrow when you arrive in Kapalua. Think you can hold out?\'94 Then she \softline
giggled and it was a lovely musical sound.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Finally she looked at the four of us \'97 Susan was now sitting on Jean\'92s lap while \softline
Sandy was on mine \'97 and said, \'93You four have to be the most uninquisitive people on \softline
the face of the globe. Didn\'92t you ever wonder what\'92s been going on behind that big fence \softline
on the other side of the pool?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Like a dimwit I replied, \'93Somebody\'92s building something over there from the sound \softline
of it. But with the high fence we never looked.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93That, dear James, is the future home of Jean and James Dawson. Do you know \softline
them by any chance?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Jean just shrieked, dumped Susan, jumped to her feet and hugged and kissed Kate.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Sandy had the best line though. In a stage whisper loud enough to carry to the \softline
corners of the room she said, \'93This is neat, Dad! Look at all the chances you\'92ll have to \softline
make brown-nose points with the company\'92s owners!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Everyone cracked up over that one.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab At that point it was off to bed. Susan was sleeping with Merrilee while Sandy \softline
decided to sleep with Kelly. For Jean and me it was the finest lovemaking ever, \softline
particularly when she pointed out that I probably couldn\'92t take her between the wedding \softline
and our flight to Maui.
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{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab The wedding was simply lovely. There was only one surprise. The previous night \softline
Jean had gone off after all the arrangements had been set but before we retired to our \softline
bedroom. It had only taken a few minutes. At the wedding I found out who she had \softline
called: Lieutenant John Richards of the Chicago Police Department. He was there in his \softline
full dress uniform acting as the father of the bride to give the bride away.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab I learned later that he was waiting in the back of the church for the bridal party to \softline
arrive. When he saw Jean he just softly whistled and said, \'93Never have you looked so \softline
beautiful, Miss Peters.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Jean just raised an eyebrow and stared at him.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93You\'92re gorgeous, Jean!\'94 he exclaimed.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \ul0 \tab She rushed into his arms and gave him a loving kiss. \'93And you\'92re significantly \softline
responsible for this, I hope you realize.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Blaming others already, huh?\'94 he asked with his eyes dancing. \'93But what did I do \softline
this time?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93You asked me why I wanted to ruin four lives. Jack, I had been so focused on \softline
myself, it had never occurred to me that anyone else would even care. Anyway,\'94 she said \softline
turning toward the girls, \'93these are our daughters, Sandra and Susan. And I couldn\'92t \softline
be prouder of any two girls in the whole world. They\'92re simply wonderful!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Oh, Jean!\'94 he exclaimed after looking over the girls carefully. \'93There couldn\'92t be \softline
two more beautiful young women alive in the world today, either. They\'92re simply \softline
gorgeous.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab The girls beamed and kissed Jack Richards. When he finished, the power of their \softline
kisses was so great he could hardly stand.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Meanwhile, I was standing at the front of the church with Jack Callaway, my best \softline
man. Suddenly I realized I had no ring.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Relax,\'94 he said. \'93I have them.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Them?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Yeah. There\'92s an engagement ring here, too. Very short engagement you two had. \softline
By the way, are Jean\'92s buns black and blue?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab I grinned and replied, \'93They sure are. And they\'92re going to be all sorts of colors \softline
before they go away, too.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab At that point, the Wedding March began and I looked toward the rear of the church \softline
for the first time. I was astonished at the number of people present. The first to appear \softline
was Susan. She was so happy and proud, she was effervescent. And she was incredibly \softline
beautiful. She was followed by Sandy who appeared more completely happy than I had \softline
ever seen her.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab As matron of honor, Kate came next. She was utterly gorgeous in a dress of a golden \softline
color that matched the streaks in her hair. Coupled with her deep tropic tan, she was \softline
outrageously beautiful.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Finally, Jean appeared on Richard\'92s arm. My eyes widened when I realized who he \softline
was. And it was so typical of her, too. All I can say about Jean at that moment was that \softline
she was, without any question, the most beautiful bride who has ever lived. And she \softline
appeared to be truly joyous.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab When Richards gave Jean to me at the altar, she kissed him. It was a loving kiss \softline
with modulated power, but it still almost put him out. He was reeling to such an extent \softline
that Jean had to steady him for a few moments before he could take his seat in the pew.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab But then the ceremony began. The only thing that was amusing occurred when Jean \softline
was asked if she took me in holy matrimony. \'93I do!\'94 she said in a voice that carried to
the corners of the church. \'93Oh, indeed I do!\'94 she repeated. And it was \'93love, honor, and \softline
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\i\cf2\f1 obey.\'94}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 She particularly emphasized \'93obey\'94 in her vows.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab When we had been joined in matrimony and the priest said I could kiss the bride, I \softline
did. Unfortunately \'97 or fortunately, depending on one\'92s point of view \'97 it was }{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\i\cf2\f1 not}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 a \softline
typical bridal kiss. Jean melted in my arms and then molded her body to mine. Our \softline
tongues danced and linked. At that point I think we could have lighted up the whole \softline
church and maybe we did.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab At the conclusion of the ceremony, an announcement was made inviting everyone \softline
present to a reception at the Callaway\'92s. Just how a wedding reception could have been \softline
organized in less than twelve hours beginning around midnight never really registered. \softline
On the other hand, over time I had come to the conclusion that Kate Callaway could \softline
perform miracles. And she did... again. The living areas were decorated in white and in \softline
the corner of the dining room stood an immense \'97 and beautiful \'97 wedding cake.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab We formed a receiving line with Susan, then Sandy, Kate, Jean, me and Jack \softline
Callaway at the end. The first thing Jean did when we were lined up was to come into \softline
my arms and melt me with a kiss. While we had been kissing for months, our shared \softline
kiss at the wedding and this one were like none that had gone before. (Although they \softline
proved to be a preview of things to come; our kissing has just become even more \softline
powerful and better since then.)
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab When we finally parted, Jean reminded me, \'93I\'92m your mistress, not your wife. And \softline
don\'92t you dare forget!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93And don\'92t you forget that I can throw you out on the street, naked and penniless, \softline
too.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Mmm... That\'92s nice, dear,\'94 she murmured as she gently massaged my body with \softline
her own.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Well, what was that action?\'94 I asked.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab She looked at me with her eyes wide. She was utterly gorgeous as she whispered, \'93I \softline
was just trying to show you why you really don\'92t want to do that... Not yet, anyway.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Lieutenant Richards was the first person to come through the line. It was utterly \softline
lovely to see Susie reaching up toward him with both arms. He picked her up, she \softline
wrapped her arms around him and almost leveled him with a kiss. \'93Thank you, sir,\'94 she \softline
whispered, \'93for helping to keep our family together. I\'92ll never forget what you\'92ve done.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Sandy did essentially the same thing.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab The surprise came when he met Kate. They seemed to know each other, at least \softline
slightly. \'93Hi, Lieutenant,\'94 Kate greeted him with a lovely smile. \'93We meet at last.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Katherine Callaway,\'94 Jean demanded, \'93how do you know Lieutenant Richards?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab With her eyes wide Kate replied, \'93Because he helped me find you, silly. That\'92s how.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93And just how did he do that?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Oh... Just a few things...\'94 Kate replied evasively.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \ul0 \tab \'93What few things?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Nothing much. Just the magazines and newspapers you read when you were in jail \softline
for prostitution,\'94 Kate replied blandly.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93You!... You!... You conniver, you!\'94 Jean paused as she thought about what she had \softline
learned and what had followed. \'93No wonder you never asked me any questions about \softline
my background. You knew it all already, didn\'92t you?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Of course.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93And this whole thing was a set-up, wasn\'92t it? You expected me to marry Jim \softline
Dawson. That bullshit about being a sex therapist was all window dressing.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93That\'92s not completely true,\'94 Kate protested. \'93I knew Jim had no experience, so he \softline
really did need some instruction.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93But you certainly knew how it would end up, didn\'92t you, turkey!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Of course,\'94 Kate replied blandly. \'93Why the hell do you think there was a wedding \softline
gown hanging in the closet? Why do you think the girls adoption papers had already \softline
been signed by Judge Hall and were just awaiting filing?\'94 Then she punched Jean in the \softline
arm and added, \'93But with your damned stubbornness, you almost wrecked the whole \softline
thing... And how\'92s your ass, by the way?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Jean had been slowly shaking her head as she finally realized what had happened. \softline
\'93It hurts like hell is how it is, if you must know.\'94 Then with the cutest little grin and \softline
her eyes dancing she added, \'93It\'92s a hell of a place to find where I\'92ve been doing what \softline
passes for thinking, though.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Both women giggled at that one.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab A beautiful black woman came through the line carrying a baby. When she reached \softline
Jean, she was beaming. The girl introduced her husband, Bill Parker, and I learned that \softline
this woman was Angel, one of the women Jean had managed to get off the street, with \softline
her infant daughter, Jean.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab The woman just moved away a short distance to be able to see all of Jean. Slowly she \softline
shook her head and announced, \'93Perfect! Utterly perfect!\'94 Then she rushed into Jean\'92s \softline
arms.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Jean melted the woman with a kiss, then oohed and aahed at the infant who was \softline
gurgling happily. \'93I can\'92t tell you how happy I am to see you, Angel,\'94 Jean said.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Angel introduced her husband, Bill, a young giant. \'93Angel has been telling me that \softline
you\'92re an angel come to earth,\'94 he said. \'93And you know what? It just could be true. All \softline
I know is that there\'92s no one alive who would do for anyone what you did for her. You \softline
gave her nearly $10,000 and then served your time scrubbing floors, cleaning bathrooms \softline
and every other lousy job they could think to give you in jail. And that was every cent \softline
you had at the time, wasn\'92t it?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Jean just shrugged and replied, \'93I guess I needed the exercise.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \ul0 \tab He just shook his head and gave her a check for $10,000 in repayment. Much later \softline
I learned that Jean pulled a Stephanie: She used the check to get the Parkers\'92 bank \softline
account number and transit code, then transferred $100,000 into it. Along with the \softline
money went an explanation for the transfer: \'93Bread cast upon the waters shall be \softline
returned a thousand-fold. But I\'92m cheap. I hope you use it for a house for yourselves \softline
and baby Jean.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab They did.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab The other surprising attendees were Merrilee and six other young women. Two were \softline
in wheelchairs, and one \'97 little Amy Grant \'97 was still connected to IV tubes and to \softline
bottles hanging from hooks attached to the back of the chair. ML introduced each of \softline
them to Jean. They shook their heads and conceded that they had been overmatched.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Amy looked Jean over carefully, then looked up at me. \'93What an idiot I was,\'94 she \softline
said softly. \'93Trying to take you from Jean is like taking on an Abrams tank with a \softline
slingshot.\'94 Her eyes filled as she added, \'93But thank you both for the most exciting night \softline
of my life. There will never be another one like it.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab We both kissed the girl. Fortunately, ML was right behind her and caught her head \softline
as she just collapsed in her chair. When she regained consciousness, she just sat there \softline
for a few moments and then said, \'93That was a very mild kiss from each of you, wasn\'92t \softline
it?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Jean and I just shrugged.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93The phrase is often overused, but with you two it fits perfectly: You deserve each \softline
other. My God! You would kill any other person alive with the power of your love... The \softline
way Jim nearly killed me.\'94 She sighed and added, \'93But what a way to go!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Finally, the cake was cut and our family disappeared to dress for our honeymoon \softline
trip. We left the house in a shower of paper flower petals.
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{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Art Fleming was waiting for us with the gunmetal-gray Rolls limousine to drive us \softline
to the airport. As he held the door, I could hear him whisper to Jean, \'93I\'92m delighted that \softline
you finally came to your senses.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab She just grinned and winked.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab When we arrived at O\'92Hare, I was glad Art knew where he was going, because I \softline
certainly didn\'92t. He bypassed the usual United Airlines drop-off point and went to an \softline
unmarked area beyond. There a senior passenger service representative was standing \softline
waiting, along with two skycaps. In no time, our luggage was all tagged and disappeared. \softline
Although I\'92ve never been sure, I think the pieces were specially marked as VIP; at any \softline
rate, they were the first items available at the baggage claim area, and all the pieces were \softline
together.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab We were greeted by the representative, Carolyn Maloney, and ushered into United\'92s \softline
VIP lounge. This was something I guess I had heard about but had never seen. It\'92s
adjacent to United\'92s Red Carpet Club but not a part of it. And unlike the club, \softline
everything in the lounge is on the house.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab When our aircraft was ready to board, Ms. Maloney came for us and escorted us to \softline
the gate and aboard the aircraft. At the time, our flight had not yet been called for \softline
boarding. Walking down the long O\'92Hare corridors I squeezed Jean\'92s hand \'97 she was \softline
holding mine tightly \'97 and pointed out the girls who were ahead of us. Susan was \softline
holding on to Sandy\'92s hand.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93She\'92s so cute,\'94 I whispered. \'93I guess it\'92s because she may never have been on an \softline
airplane before.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93You got that right,\'94 Jean replied. Then gripping my hand tightly she added, \softline
\'93Neither have I.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab I guess that statement did come as a surprise.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab The VIP treatment didn\'92t end there. We were escorted aboard the Boeing 747 and \softline
introduced to the senior flight attendant who showed us to our first class seats in the \softline
nose of the aircraft. Champagne was immediately produced for Jean and me, while other \softline
flight attendants looked after the girls. After being served, the girl who had attended \softline
Sandy and Susan stopped by our seats \'97 we were sitting in the row behind them \'97 to \softline
tell us that we had the two most beautiful girls she had ever seen. \'93And they\'92re so nice, \softline
too,\'94 she marveled. \'93They\'92re so different from the children of VIPs that we usually see. \softline
Your girls are as charming and considerate as any I\'92ve ever encountered. The others are \softline
far more commonly obnoxious little bastards!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab While she was speaking to us, I noticed that her eyes were locked on Jean. She \softline
slowly shook her head and added, \'93I hope you haven\'92t stopped having children, Mrs. \softline
Dawson. If you don\'92t mind my saying so, you are the most beautiful woman I\'92ve ever \softline
seen. And your girls will be your identical twins.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab The girl really looked funny at that point. It was all I could do to keep from \softline
laughing. Clearly, the significance of what she had said to Jean had just registered, but \softline
as it did, it made no sense to her.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Thank you so much,\'94 Jean said. \'93And I certainly hope I haven\'92t.\'94 She grinned and \softline
added, \'93I\'92ve decided that my only skill is being a mother, so...\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab The girl left us shaking her head, still trying to sort out what she had just seen.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Finally the flight was fully boarded and we were pushed back from the gate. Jean \softline
was looking outside the aircraft, fascinated by the activity all around the giant plane. \softline
After taxiing to the active runway, the pilot rolled out into takeoff position and advanced \softline
his throttles. As the plane gathered speed down the runway, Jean was gripping my hand \softline
tightly. I could almost hear her intake of breath when first the nose wheel came off the \softline
ground and then the main landing gear. As we smoothly climbed and headed west, she \softline
relaxed and said, \'93This is really fun!\'94
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{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \ul0 \tab It was mid-April of the following year when I got a call from Jean late one Monday \softline
morning. She called to tell me we were having company for dinner and could I come \softline
home a little early? I told her I would try to be home by 4:00. I called Jack to tell him \softline
he might be short an executive vice president for a few hours.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Oh, checking on that super software designer you have under long-term contract?\'94 \softline
he teased.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Now look! That\'92s exactly what our board chairman says, too. And you know \softline
damned well that every time Kate mentions it, Jean corrects her: It\'92s a lifetime contract, \softline
she insists.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Then I called Merrilee to tell her she would be holding the fort that afternoon for an \softline
hour or so.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Thanks a hell of a lot, boss,\'94 she said. \'93Brian Malone is fucking Kelly\'92s ass off \'97 \softline
or trying to, anyway \'97 and now you\'92ve got to go and molest my top interface designer. \softline
You\'92ve got some nerve.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab She paused and then continued, \'93For that matter, your wife is selfish as hell, and I \softline
don\'92t mind if you tell her I said so. All I did was ask her to share you a couple of lousy \softline
hours a }{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\i\cf2\f1 year}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 , for God\'92s sake,\'94 she grumped. \'93And I have it all worked out, too. I have \softline
my hours scheduled right before two weeks of my vacation. I\'92m almost sure to be out \softline
of the hospital in time to be back at work.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93But, ML,\'94 I protested, \'93we\'92ve been all over that before. It\'92s not Jean, it\'92s our \softline
insurer. They really put their corporate foot down. If I fuck you, they raise our rates. \softline
That\'92s all there is to it.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab ML giggled. \'93Do me a favor?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Sure. What?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Would you please give those gorgeous daughters of yours a big kiss for me?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93And just where would you like me to kiss them?\'94 I asked blandly.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab ML just howled with laughter and hung up.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Shortly before 4:00 I drove into our garage. Kate had pointed out, with her nose in \softline
the air, that it wasn\'92t nearly as big as theirs. \'93Why,\'94 she said, \'93you\'92d be hard pressed \softline
to fit even 14 cars down here. Ours can hold 20!\'94 Then she stuck out the tip of her \softline
tongue.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Actually, the two were essentially identical in design \'97 a single floor with a full \softline
basement (mostly the garage) \'97 and very similar in size. About the only significant \softline
difference is that ours didn\'92t have the full apartment inside that Jean and I had used at \softline
the Callaway\'92s and which was now occupied by Kelly Maguire and Brian Malone. But \softline
there were a whole bunch of bedroom suites, each with a sitting room and bath. I say \softline
\'93a whole bunch\'94 because at the time \'97 and even today \'97 I\'92ve never bothered to count \softline
them. The girls each have one for whatever good they might be. I guess they use the
closets \'97 sort of; most of their stuff is in ours \'97 and their computers, but that\'92s about \softline
all. Most of their time \'97 and all their nights \'97 are spent with us.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Coming up the back stairs from the garage, I entered our kitchen. There was Jean \softline
sitting in a chair with something at her bare breast. All she was wearing were the ratty \softline
Levi\'92s short shorts. When I saw her, I relaxed. She looked so incredibly beautiful \'97 the \softline
way she always looked.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Hi, sweetie!\'94 she whispered. \'93I have a gift for you. Want to see?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab I covered the few feet separating us and almost died. There with its mouth fastened \softline
to Jean\'92s left nipple was an infant.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93My darling,\'94 she whispered, \'93this is my gift to you. His name is James Russell \softline
Dawson, Jr. We\'92re going to call him Jamey.\'94 She smiled the warmest smile as she \softline
added, \'93I would give him to you to hold, but he\'92s got his mouth attached to my nipple \softline
and isn\'92t about to let go.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Dropping to my knees, I gently pulled back the top of the receiving blanket to reveal \softline
the most gorgeous little infant I had ever seen. Newborns are often very red and \softline
somewhat misshapen due to a rough trip down the birth canal. Jamey was utterly \softline
unblemished, and he had a full head of golden hair.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93His eyes are blue, too... I think,\'94 Jean said. \'93They\'92re not open very much for me \softline
to see yet.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93But how...? When...?\'94 I stammered. I had fucked Jean\'92s ass off just that morning.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Oh... about 10 this morning,\'94 she replied nonchalantly. \'93Kate and I cut the cards \softline
to see who would deliver first. I won, so Jamey\'92s senior to Johnny...\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Johnny?\'94 I asked incredulously.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93John Winston Callaway, Jr., to you,\'94 she said with her eyes dancing.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab I pulled up a chair beside her and melted my lips to hers. That had to be the greatest \softline
kiss we ever exchanged in our lives. When we slowly parted I looked at her carefully and \softline
realized that she was more beautiful than I had ever seen her.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Noticing my look, Jean said softly, \'93Why do you think so many Renaissance painters \softline
did madonnas with child? A woman is most beautiful of all when she\'92s delivered a child \softline
and it\'92s nursing at her breast. My darling, I can\'92t tell you how wonderful the feeling is \softline
or how great it makes me feel. I\'92ve delivered your child, our son, my darling. He\'92s living \softline
proof of my love for you. I hope you like him?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93I love him and I adore you, my wife!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Jean just raised an eyebrow and glared.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Mistress, you have pleased your master. As a sign of my pleasure, I will even allow \softline
you to keep your child.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Oh, thank you, loving master!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \ul0 \tab Then I learned that she and Kate had taken turns delivering each other\'92s baby on \softline
our kitchen floor. Marion Reynolds came by later to circumcise both infants \'97 the \softline
mothers both loved the feel of circumcised cocks reaming their cunts \'97 and to handle \softline
the paperwork. Marion insisted that, since paperwork had become about 90% of the cost \softline
of practicing medicine, the two women should pay 90% of the cost of normal prenatal \softline
care. (Laughing, both women wrote out checks which Marion then endorsed back to the \softline
infant boys as their birth gifts from her.)
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab With her eyes dancing, Jean continued, \'93Our daughter, Sandy, continuing in the \softline
spirit of self-sacrifice for which she has long been noted, has volunteered her body for \softline
your use to satisfy your carnal lust before dinner.\'94 Her eyes were rolling as she said it. \softline
\'93Now don\'92t you think that\'92s an incredible sacrifice she\'92s making?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Then Jean added with a grin, \'93Of course she\'92s been masturbating for the last two \softline
hours, in hopes...\'94 Then she snapped her fingers and continued, \'93She\'92s very sweet this \softline
afternoon, by the way. She\'92s been checking constantly.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Mother!\'94 Sandy protested glaring at Jean. She had stretched it out into almost two \softline
words. She was sitting bare-assed on the counter opposite Jean with her thighs spread \softline
and her finger moving slowly in her slit. She appeared to be wearing the ratty top that \softline
matched Jean\'92s bottoms.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Gee! What\'92s wrong with you, sweetie? When...?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Right this instant, if you really want to, my darling,\'94 Jean replied. \'93But if you look, \softline
you\'92ll see that my abdomen is pretty concave right now and my vagina is still pretty \softline
stretched. Beyond that, I guess I learned a little more about our... peculiarities. It seems \softline
like we must secrete a natural anaesthesia or something. All I know is that delivering \softline
Jamey was totally painless as far as I was concerned. On the other hand, it\'92s as if I\'92ve \softline
had a shot of novocaine or something down there. I really don\'92t feel a thing.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Then with a lovely smile, she added, \'93I\'92ve been checking my clit...\'94 Her face fell as \softline
she continued, \'93Nothing! I don\'92t think it would be much fun for you at all. Sandy, on \softline
the other hand...\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab At that point Susie appeared. She gave me a loving kiss \'97 even my welcome-home \softline
kisses from my daughters were anything but perfunctory \'97 and proceeded to undress \softline
me. While she was doing that, I was teasing Sandy who was licking her lips in \softline
anticipation. When I was stripped bare, I went to my older daughter and moved between \softline
her widespread thighs.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Taking her into my arms while she was still sitting on the counter, I melted my lips \softline
to hers. It was utterly marvelous! When I moved to nibble on an earlobe, she whispered \softline
with a loving grin, \'93Daddy, this is just an appetizer, not the main course. Couldn\'92t you \softline
just ram that luscious cock into my dripping cunt? Later,\'94 she said licking her lips \softline
lasciviously, \'93you can have the whole darned dinner.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab I eased my cock into her dripping cunt. It was beautiful. As soon as I entered her, \softline
she wrapped her muscular legs around my hips and just pulled me all the way in.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \ul0 \tab Leaning forward, again I kissed her and murmured, \'93My darling, you\'92re luscious! \softline
And so nice and tight, too.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Now what\'92s wrong with this picture?\'94 I heard Jean say from behind me. Glancing \softline
over my shoulder, I could see her holding our infant to her right nipple now. Her eyes \softline
were dancing and she was vainly trying to control a grin. \'93Here\'92s the poor mother, not \softline
even recovered from the torture of her childbirth, nursing their infant while her husband \softline
rapes their poor adolescent daughter.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Speaking of rape,\'94 Sandy croaked, \'93couldn\'92t you fuck me harder? I mean... Really! \softline
If you\'92re raping me, shouldn\'92t it be a bit more... violent?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab I rammed my cock into that luscious cunt to the root evoking a strangled, \'93Yes!\'94 \softline
from Sandy.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab I continued until she was in continuous orgasm, then released. That took her to the \softline
point where her nervous system overloaded and collapsed. My cock was still buried to \softline
the root, but I was able to pull her upper body close to mine \'97 God, was that girl supple \softline
\'97 and mash her still-immature tits against my chest. I just hugged her tightly and \softline
stroked her body all over, moving her shirt out of the way as I did.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Slowly Sandy regained consciousness. Recognizing what I was doing, she quickly \softline
untied her shirttails, shed the rag, and sinuously moved her now-naked body against \softline
mine. \'93So good...\'94 she murmured softly.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93That\'92s all very well and good,\'94 Jean said unsympathetically, \'93but I have an infant \softline
here who needs to be changed, so...\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab With that, Sandy offered me her lips in another loving kiss, murmured, \'93Thank you, \softline
Daddy,\'94 and clambered off the counter top. Still naked and with my cum starting to leak \softline
from her luscious cunt, she took the tiny infant from her mother and disappeared.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Thank you, my darling,\'94 Jean whispered. \'93That was simply lovely. And I can\'92t tell \softline
you how happy your daughter is right now.\'94 Then with a warm grin she added, \'93We \softline
really are having company for dinner tonight, though: Amy Grant and Becky Richmond. \softline
You }{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\i\cf2\f1 might}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 like to shower and dress.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Over the intervening months, Jean had invited all of my conquests to dinner, \softline
beginning with Merrilee. Amy and Becky were the last two to dinner and the last two \softline
I had fucked; they were also the smallest and the last to return home from the hospital. \softline
Amy was the girl in the wheelchair at our wedding who had still been plugged into \softline
various IV cocktails. The arrangements had been the same with each group of two: Jean \softline
was always perfectly dressed and always outdid herself with the dinner she served.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab She joined me in the shower and for the first time I realized that her abdomen truly \softline
was concave indicating the space our infant had occupied until just a few hours earlier. \softline
But that was the only change. She was warm, loving and vibrant as usual. After \softline
showering, she kicked me out of our bathroom. Clearly, this was going to be an all-out \softline
occasion with her actually using makeup. Not that I could ever see anything, only the \softline
results that were inevitably magnificent.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \ul0 \tab I put on a dark suit with a tie and had just finished when Jean appeared. She was \softline
wearing a full-length white cocktail gown with a skirt that was slit up both sides to the \softline
hip. Because of the slit, I knew that she was wearing nothing at all underneath. It had \softline
a halter top that was secured with a very thin cord around her neck that tied in the back. \softline
Jean stood before me and just looked at me. Her mouth was tremulous; some things \softline
never changed. As incredibly beautiful as she was \'97 and knew she was (I hoped) \'97 she \softline
still wanted reassurance.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93My mistress is the world\'92s outstanding beauty!\'94 I declared. I paused at that point \softline
and mused out loud, \'93But there\'92s something missing...\'94 At that point I went to a drawer \softline
in my chest and took out a jewelry case that I had for just this occasion. \'93Why don\'92t you \softline
try this?\'94 I asked, giving her the box.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab She opened it and her eyes widened. \'93My darling master, it\'92s gorgeous!\'94 she \softline
exclaimed.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab The box contained a diamond choker. It was quite simple being brilliant-cut \softline
diamonds set in a simple white-gold choker. The diamonds covered the full length of the \softline
choker and were perfectly matched at two carats each. She put it on, then put on her \softline
diamond ear studs. Utterly gorgeous, and I said so. \'93My lovely mistress has pleased her \softline
master. As a mark of my affection and generosity, I\'92ve decided that you may even keep \softline
the baby,\'94 I repeated.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Oh, master!\'94 she exclaimed with her eyes dancing in merriment. \'93You spoil your \softline
slave so. Is there no limit to your generosity?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Probably there is,\'94 I replied pontifically. \'93But we haven\'92t reached it yet.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab At that comment, Jean was unable to control a giggle. That earned her a swat on \softline
her bun which instantly produced a sexy ass-wiggle and a murmur of appreciation.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab On the way out the door, she suddenly stopped and turned. \'93Oops! I forgot \softline
something,\'94 she said. \'93It\'92s good news and bad news. Which do you want first?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Her eyes were dancing as she said the words, so I wasn\'92t very concerned. \'93How \softline
about the good news?\'94 I replied.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93It\'92s good news for me,\'94 she said. \'93I found that unlike normal women, alcohol and \softline
such doesn\'92t get into my milk or into the placenta, for that matter. So I\'92ll be drinking \softline
tonight.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93And the bad news?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab With her eyes wide she replied, \'93I can\'92t serve you a brandy Alexander warm from my \softline
tit. It just doesn\'92t work.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Oh, dear! Now how can I possibly live without a brandy Alexander from my \softline
mistress\'92s tit?\'94 Then I brightened and added, \'93How about milking your tit and serving \softline
it in a glass?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Jean claimed that that would be impossible, but that\'92s exactly what she did the \softline
following night. And it was luscious, too.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \ul0 \tab At that point I took her into my arms and pulled her close. Instantly she just molded \softline
her body to mine and raised her lips for a kiss. Before doing that, though, I whispered, \softline
\'93My darling, from the very first day we met, you\'92ve been making me the happiest man \softline
on earth. Well, today you outdid yourself. Jamey is utterly gorgeous and has the finest \softline
mother alive in the whole damned world!\'94 With that I kissed her and tasted her \softline
sweetness.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab When we finally eased apart, she breathed, \'93My darling, I love you more than life \softline
itself. Thank you for giving me a tiny living piece of you to raise as our son.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab With that we went out to greet our arriving guests.
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{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab I opened the door when the bell rang. Jean and the girls were standing in a row \softline
behind me. The girls were both wearing gowns similar to their mother\'92s but without the \softline
cleavage; Jean\'92s neckline was cut down almost to her waist with the two pieces relying \softline
on her perfect tits to keep the two sides together. The girls\'92 cleavage stopped at a point \softline
midway down their boobs, or in Susan\'92s case, where they would be when she developed \softline
a pair. For my part, I was so used to feeling proud of my family, their overwhelming \softline
combined beauty that evening didn\'92t even register.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab But it did with Amy and Becky. I greeted them at the door and stepped back to \softline
introduce them to the women. Although they had met in the receiving line at the \softline
wedding, I didn\'92t think that really counted. Both had still been hospitalized at the time \softline
and both had attended in wheelchairs. Moreover, events at a wedding are usually such \softline
that the overall impression is kaleidoscopic in nature; seldom can one really focus on an \softline
individual.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab That certainly proved to be true in this instance. I took the girls\'92 coats and they \softline
moved toward the women and suddenly stopped dead in their tracks.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93My Lord!\'94 Amy breathed. \'93You are utterly breathtaking! All three of you!\'94 She \softline
began to laugh with the laughter rising nearly to the level of hysteria. I began to be \softline
concerned. But she regained control while slowly shaking her head from side to side. \softline
\'93What utter insanity...\'94 she finally muttered.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93What does that mean?\'94 I asked.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Jim, I\'92ve heard about these dinners from the other girls. As you may know, we\'92ve \softline
all become very good friends. It\'92s sort of a sorority. We seven are the only girls \'97 other \softline
than your wife \'97 who have ever had you share their beds.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93But anyway,\'94 she continued, \'93they\'92ve all raved about the beauty of Jean and the \softline
girls. It registered in my brain, I guess, but not in my heart. It remained an intellectual \softline
curiosity until this minute. I remember how gorgeous Jean looked in her bridal gown, \softline
but somehow that was different.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab At that she moved again toward Jean, but this time with her hand outstretched. \softline
\'93What is so funny is the thought of trying to take Jim away from you. Aside from the \softline
fact that you would have him back over our dead bodies in less than 24 hours, while I
like to think of myself as attractive, comparing me to you is comparing a kindergartener\'92s finger painting to Botticelli\'92s Birth of Venus! Except you are so much more \softline
beautiful than Botticelli\'92s model ever hoped to be.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab The women exchanged kisses \'97 which left Amy and Becky light-headed \'97 and we \softline
went into the living room. Since it was a cold day in April, there was even a very cheery \softline
fire in the fireplace. After taking seats side by side on the sofa, they looked around and \softline
admired the room. Jean and I were sitting on side chairs at opposite ends of the coffee \softline
table in front of the sofa.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93This is absolutely perfect!\'94 Becky declared. \'93It is the loveliest \'97 and warmest \'97 \softline
living room I\'92ve ever been in.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93If you\'92re too warm...\'94 Jean began.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Oh, no!\'94 Becky protested. \'93I wasn\'92t speaking of the heat at all. In fact the \softline
temperature is perfect.\'94 Then she sniffed the air and looked puzzled. \'93Even the air \softline
smells clean...\'94 Then she shook her head and added, \'93That has to be an oxymoron. \softline
Clean air wouldn\'92t smell at all. But, damn it, this air smells clean.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Jean grinned and giggled girlishly. \'93Becky, you\'92re right. It does smell clean.\'94 She \softline
then explained the home\'92s high-powered air purification system with its charcoal beds, \softline
oxygen enhancer and the latest in our house, an ionizer at the end that actually did have \softline
the effect of adding a clean smell.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab The girls took drink orders; we all elected Cardhu on the rocks. I commented to \softline
Amy that her taste in alcoholic beverages was developing. She just grinned. Sandy \softline
brought in the the drinks and Susan followed with the first platter of hors d\'92oeuvres.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab After she served the drinks, Jean whispered to Sandy, \'93It\'92s that time again.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab The girl just nodded once and disappeared.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93You have the most beautiful family I\'92ve ever seen or heard of,\'94 Becky said. Then \softline
she snapped her fingers and her eyes widened. \'93Of course! You three are in the Tiffany \softline
ads, aren\'92t you? It\'92s you! And those ads are so neat! Such restrained elegance...\'94 She \softline
thought for a moment and then nodded sharply. \'93That really says it all about you, \softline
doesn\'92t it? Restrained elegance and grace. You three are unreal!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Jean just smiled warmly and said, \'93Thank you.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab At that point Sandy returned carrying her infant brother. Jean just looked at her \softline
and Sandy nodded. Handing the bundle to her mother, she carefully untied the cord \softline
behind Jean\'92s neck that held her dress up. Folding it down, she bared Jean\'92s \softline
magnificent tits.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Opening the receiving blanket, Jean cooed for a moment, then placed our infant\'92s \softline
mouth over her left nipple. That\'92s all it took. Even sitting across from her I could see \softline
the baby\'92s mouth moving and see the swallowing as he dined on his mother\'92s milk.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Amy and Becky,\'94 I said softly to avoid disturbing the infant, \'93may I present our \softline
youngest. He\'92s James Russell Dawson, Jr., age, less than 12 hours.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \ul0 \tab What is it about women (of all ages) and babies? They\'92re apparently genetically \softline
compelled to look and coo. Which is exactly what Amy and Becky did. Jumping to their \softline
feet, they went to Jean and knelt beside her chair to get a closer look. To give them a \softline
better look, Jean carefully folded back the receiving blanket so they could see most of his \softline
upper body. For his part, Jamey couldn\'92t have cared less. He was absorbed with his \softline
dinner, fresh from his mother\'92s breast.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93He\'92s so incredibly beautiful!\'94 Amy breathed. Then she thought about the timing \softline
and said aghast, \'93You had to be expecting him when Jim was fucking me! How could \softline
you? How could he?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Because he didn\'92t know because I didn\'92t tell him,\'94 Jean whispered. \'93I guess I \softline
wasn\'92t thinking too clearly. I had intended just to go away \'97 to disappear \'97 before Jim \softline
knew I was pregnant. And I almost did it, too.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93What changed your mind?\'94 the girl asked.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Jim beat the shit out of me, is what changed my mind,\'94 Jean replied with a warm \softline
smile. \'93I couldn\'92t sit comfortably for weeks afterward, and \'97 honestly \'97 I still feel it \softline
today. His hard hand diligently applied to my ass persuaded me that he and the girls \softline
loved me and wanted me to stay. So I did.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Could... Could I taste?\'94 Becky asked timidly.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Jean smiled warmly and replied, \'93I\'92ve got two nipples, and Jamey can\'92t use more \softline
than one at a time. Help yourself.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93But... the milk...?\'94 she stammered.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93There\'92s more than enough, Becky,\'94 Jean replied in a whisper. \'93I guess I\'92m a bit \softline
strange. First of all, regardless of what I drink, Jamey gets pure milk \'97 nothing else. \softline
But beyond that, there\'92s always enough \'97 more than enough \'97 regardless of how much \softline
or how little he wants.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Then Jean frowned and added, \'93I had hopes of finally getting a pair of boobs. To me, \softline
boobs don\'92t even begin until a girl\'92s a D-cup, anyway. But no such luck. All I have is a \softline
pair of tits the same size they\'92ve always been.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93I would give my right arm for a pair like yours,\'94 Amy said softly. \'93They are simply \softline
perfect.\'94 With that she reached out and very gently touched Jean\'92s right tit.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93I\'92m not at all breakable, Amy,\'94 Jean said with a warm smile. \'93Go ahead. Squeeze \softline
it.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab The girl did and her eyes widened. \'93My Lord! You\'92re so incredibly firm! Do you \softline
ever wear a bra?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Uh... No,\'94 Jean replied. \'93Two reasons. First, I don\'92t like them, and second, I\'92m \softline
not the right size. I\'92m sort of a B+ cup, but they don\'92t make them. A B is too small and \softline
a C is too large.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \ul0 \tab \'93And you don\'92t need one, anyway,\'94 Amy concluded. \'93My God! If I had tits like \softline
yours I would never ever wear a bra. You\'92re so perfectly shaped, and your nipples are \softline
so damned cute!\'94 She paused for a moment and then stammered, \'93Could I...?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Help yourself,\'94 Jean repeated with a warm smile.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Amy did. She moved closer to Jean\'92s chair and very gently took her right nipple into \softline
her mouth. I guess she must have lightly nibbled on it because I could see Jean\'92s pelvis \softline
lightly convulse from an instant \'97 but very small \'97 orgasm. Then Amy sucked and I \softline
could see her eyes light up. I guess she was tasting Jean\'92s milk. Slowly she eased away \softline
and then moved back to give Becky an opportunity.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93It\'92s so incredibly sweet and rich!\'94 Amy quietly exclaimed. \'93You\'92re going to have \softline
the best-fed baby in the world.\'94 Then she frowned and added, \'93There\'92s just one thing...\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93And what might that be?\'94 Jean asked with an eyebrow raised, expecting Amy to be \softline
jerking her chain.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93I mean... Well... At school. Aren\'92t you going to feel a little strange bringing Jamey \softline
his lunch when he\'92s in the first or second grade?\'94 Amy couldn\'92t control her giggle.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Not a problem,\'94 Jean replied blandly. \'93I\'92m home-schooling Susan, and expect to \softline
do the same with Jamey. So no, it won\'92t feel strange at all.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Amy was funny. She literally dove across the carpet to get as far away from the baby \softline
as she could before she broke out in gales of laughter.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Becky repeated the process. By the time she had finished nursing, Jamey had, too. \softline
Jean handed the infant back to Sandy who carried him off to change him again and put \softline
him back in his bassinet. Jean brought her dress back up into position and retied the \softline
cord. In moments it was as if nothing had happened.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93I have a question,\'94 Amy said. \'93How did you know Jamey was awake, let alone \softline
hungry? I have sharp ears but I didn\'92t hear a sound.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93We call it the \'91mommy filter\'92,\'94 Jean replied. \'93I\'92m sort of hard-wired to Jamey... and \softline
to the girls, for that matter. If anything goes wrong, I know it instantly. For example, \softline
I heard him stirring awhile ago; that\'92s when I sent Sandy to get him.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Your daughter is utterly incredible!\'94 Amy interjected.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93I am blessed with two of the very best young women in the world,\'94 Jean said \softline
fervently. \'93They just could not be better. Would you believe, Sandy \'97 and Susan \'97 \softline
have been reading everything there is to read on baby and child care? I really think \softline
they\'92re better mothers than I am. And they certainly love their baby brother at least as \softline
much as I do.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab She paused and then continued, \'93You saw it for yourself. I just whispered a word \softline
to Sandy and she was off like a shot. She changed him, cleaned him off, powdered him \softline
and put him in a new receiving blanket. What did I do? I bared a tit \'97 and she did that \softline
for me, too. Then she burps him, changes him again and puts him back in his bassinet. \softline
What do I do? I offer a nipple.\'94 Jean smiled warmly and concluded, \'93And as you\'92ve just
seen, Sandy does far more than I do. I never even had to get out of my chair, for \softline
heaven\'92s sake!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab When the girls raved about the hors d\'92oeuvres, Jean assured them that they were \softline
the girls\'92 doing, too. The two just shook their heads. At that point, Jean went out to the \softline
kitchen to take care of the finishing touches. The girls were there already so I was left \softline
alone with Amy and Becky.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93This family of yours is utterly unreal!\'94 Amy commented. \'93Before I forget, thank \softline
you so much for arranging a limousine to bring us over tonight. But why did you do it? \softline
It was absolutely lovely, but why?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93For liability reasons,\'94 I replied. \'93We\'92re serving a couple of wines tonight and Jean \softline
and I didn\'92t want you to face the choice of drinking or driving. This way you can do \softline
what you wish without worrying about wrapping your car around a tree on the way \softline
home.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Becky had apparently been reflecting on what she had seen. She giggled softly and \softline
slowly shook her head. \'93What utter idiots we\'92ve been,\'94 she said. \'93We thought we \softline
could... I\'92m not sure what we thought, as a matter of fact. I certainly didn\'92t know there \softline
was a Jean in the picture at all.\'94 She shook her head again and added, \'93But God, were \softline
we ever overmatched. That woman is simply unbelievable!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93By the way, how are you girls feeling now?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Amy replied with a wince but a warm smile. \'93First of all, Jim, I wouldn\'92t trade the \softline
experience you created for me for anything in the world. You may have heard, in fact, \softline
that I was all set to pull all the plugs and come after you again, using my blood to \softline
lubricate your entry. The doctor said it would be lethal, but I didn\'92t give a damn... and \softline
still don\'92t! Am I making myself clear?\'94 she demanded.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93That you have some sort of death wish, yes,\'94 I replied, \'93but you didn\'92t answer my \softline
question.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93I\'92m back in mostly one piece,\'94 she replied softly, \'93although missing a few pieces, \softline
like a spleen, for example. But...\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93But what?\'94 I persisted.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93I\'92m dead from the waist down,\'94 Amy said softly. \'93So\'92s Becky.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Is it permanent?\'94 I asked.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93The doctors can\'92t be certain, but they think so.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Becky joined in. \'93All I can say, Jim, is that I underscore everything Amy just said. \softline
There\'92s nothing \'97 absolutely }{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\i\cf2\f1 nothing!}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \'97 I would do to exchange the experience I had \softline
with you. If I can\'92t ever have sex again, for the rest of my life I\'92ll remember the glorious \softline
sensations you created in my body. You, James Dawson, are the greatest lover alive in \softline
the world today!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab I was spared the need to reply by a call to dinner.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \ul0 \tab I seated Amy and was very pleased to see Sandy holding Becky\'92s chair. When we \softline
were all seated the girls looked at the plates before them and I managed to stifle a grin. \softline
It was obvious that they didn\'92t know what to make of the dish before them.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93May I pour the wine, Dad?\'94 Sandy asked while the girls were still looking.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Please do, honey,\'94 I replied. \'93And you and Susan may both have some, too.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93I may have gone a bit overboard,\'94 Jean said softly from the other end of the table. \softline
\'93This is glac\'e9ed breast of pheasant with foie gras and truffles. I hope you like it.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab The girls\'92 eyes widened. I\'92m almost certain that neither had ever had pheasant \softline
before in any form, although with Becky I wasn\'92t so sure. She grew up in Mississippi \softline
and her father was an avid hunter.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab The dinner progressed. The pheasant was followed by one of Susan\'92s salads and in \softline
turn by filet of beef Wellington served with some of her marvelous vegetables. Again \softline
both the salad dressing and the vegetables drew raves and then looks of utter \softline
consternation when they learned that Susan had prepared them herself to her own \softline
recipes.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Is there nothing this girl can\'92t do?\'94 Amy asked in an awe-filled voice. \'93She is \softline
unreal! I couldn\'92t prepare anything this good if my very life depended on it!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Susie just grinned and replied, \'93It\'92s a good thing Mommy didn\'92t prepare a salad or \softline
veggies. Mine wouldn\'92t survive the comparison.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab For dessert Sandy flamed cherries jubilee. This was followed by coffee, cognac, \softline
cigars and cheese.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Finally we moved back from the table and everyone stretched. \'93These dinners have \softline
been the talk among our sorority sisters,\'94 Amy said, \'93but it\'92s a case where mere words \softline
are inadequate. This was absolutely the finest meal I\'92ve ever had in my life!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Jean led the way back to the living room and then announced, \'93I think it\'92s time for \softline
show and tell.\'94 Looking up at me she said, \'93Darling, one thing we learned has been that \softline
none of your girls ever got a really good look at you.\'94 She grinned and continued, \softline
\'93There seems to have been an element of passion or something that proved to be \softline
distracting to them.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Grr!\'94 I replied in my most intelligent fashion.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Instantly Susan was at my side undressing me. When I was down to my jockey\'92s she \softline
was on her knees and carefully lowered them over my now semi-erect cock. Then she \softline
moved aside so as not to obstruct the girls\'92 view.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93My God!\'94 Amy gasped. \'93He\'92s a golden god!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab I guess I did look pretty good. My weight loadings had been creeping upward and \softline
I guess I did feel pretty good about myself. At least I had noticed more than a few times \softline
when Jean just lightly ran her fingers over my upper body and made purring noises as \softline
she did so. Furthermore, on more than one occasion she had stretched out on top of me \softline
with my cock nested in her luscious cunt and had fallen asleep that way.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \ul0 \tab After one such event she awakened still in that position and proceeded to bring me \softline
to a full erection and then to a mutual orgasm by just manipulating her internal muscles. \softline
It was unreal.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93May I better prepare my master?\'94 Jean asked wide-eyed looking up at me from her \softline
chair.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Is my slave mistress appropriately dressed for the task?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93No, master,\'94 she replied quietly. Jean untied the cord around her neck and rose \softline
gracefully from her seat letting the dress drop to the floor at her feet. She was naked \softline
now except for the white pumps. As she dropped to her knees before me, Sandy left the \softline
room. Jean positioned herself a bit to the side so when I turned to face her the girls were \softline
seeing us both from the side, although I was facing more toward them.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab She moved close on her knees and sat back on her heels with her back straight. Jean \softline
looked utterly magnificent. Then she put her hands behind her head in a perfect \softline
submissive posture with her thighs spread wide. Knowing what she was planning to do, \softline
I walked around Jean, stopping directly behind her. Placing her hands on the floor \softline
behind her feet, she leaned back and bent her head even further backward. She smiled \softline
at me, then kissed my drooping cock. Using only her mouth, lips and tongue she began \softline
to work on my cock in an utterly incredible fashion. She relaxed her throat and slowly \softline
swallowed my cock until her nose was nestled against my balls. Never had she done \softline
what she did that night. Jean was truly worshiping my cock. Somehow she used her \softline
mouth and throat to rhythmically squeeze it.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Good grief!\'94 Amy whispered to Becky. \'93Am I really seeing what I think I\'92m seeing? \softline
There\'92s just no way a woman could take that monster in her mouth!
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93But she sure is!\'94 Becky responded. \'93My God...! }{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\i\cf2\f1 How?\'94 }{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab When she finished, she slowly leaned back and slowly disgorged my cock, now fully \softline
engorged and throbbing. Then with her hands still behind her she turned to face me, \softline
moved her head and allowed her lovely hair to dry it off. Then she said softly, \'93Will the \softline
master honor his slave with some of his essence?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab One of the things that had happened over the months was that I had developed \softline
significant control over my cuming. I could actually start \'97 but particularly stop \'97 at \softline
will.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93You have pleased your master,\'94 I replied rising to my feet again while trying to \softline
control a grin. \'93Present your mouth, slave.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Jean opened wide with her mouth about six inches away from the tip of my cock. \softline
She had already prepared me fully, so I shot a string of cum into her mouth. Without \softline
saying a word she rose to her feet and with her hands still behind her head, she merged \softline
her mouth with mine. She probed with her tongue and gave me back some of my own \softline
cum; then we both swallowed.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93You are delicious tonight, my master,\'94 she said lovingly. \'93Your cum is simply \softline
perfect \'97 not too salty. Perhaps you might offer some to our guests.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \ul0 \tab By this time Sandy had returned with a cooler and a bottle of Dom P\'e9rignon which \softline
she very smoothly opened. Still without saying a word, she poured flutes for Jean and \softline
me.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Raising her glass to me she said, \'93To my loving master who has fathered the most \softline
perfect little boy in the world!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93To my gorgeous wife who has given him birth and now is nursing him at her perfect \softline
tit!\'94 I replied.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab We both sipped and then moved together over to where the girls were sitting open-mouthed.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93The love you two share is simply beautiful to see,\'94 Amy said softly. \'93But may I \softline
have some of your cum, too, my loving master?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93You must be properly dressed for that,\'94 Susie whispered.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93You mean...?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Dressed like my mother,\'94 the girl replied.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Will you please prepare your father\'92s newest slave?\'94 Amy asked.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Susie began to undress the woman. Seeing what her friend was doing, Becky \softline
swallowed hard and asked Sandy to prepare her, too. In moments both women were \softline
bare with their clothing neatly stacked on chairs across the room, while they knelt on \softline
the carpet side by side, just waiting.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab When I got a good look at them, I swallowed hard. Both had recent surgical scars \softline
on their bodies. I knew that Amy\'92s spleen had been removed. I didn\'92t know the \softline
particulars involving Becky, but it was obvious that both women had had major work \softline
done on their internal plumbing. Aside from that, though, the girls were lovely. Both \softline
had perfectly formed tits that were larger than Jean\'92s \'97 C-cups, I would guess. Both \softline
had lovely legs and trim bottoms although not as trim as Jean\'92s. And because of their \softline
hospitalization and the fact that we had just come through the winter, both bodies were \softline
pale. I noticed as both pairs of nipples drew taut with their sexual excitement. Maybe \softline
there was hope after all.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab I stood in front of Amy as she imitated Jean perfectly. Her knees were spread wide \softline
opening her labia. Her back was straight with her weight back on her heels; like Jean, \softline
her hands were clasped behind her head.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Will my new master give his humble slave a small taste of his cum?\'94 she asked \softline
softly with her eyes down. \'93It will make my slavery so much more bearable.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab I was looking into her eyes for some sign of humor. To my utter amazement, there \softline
was none. Rather, the look in her eyes \'97 as much as I could see \'97 was truly worshipful. \softline
I moved closer to her and she leaned forward to kiss the tip of my cock. Leaning \softline
forward, she took my cockhead into her mouth and savored it, then ran her small tongue \softline
around it. Then she eased backward back onto her heels. As she did, I could see she was \softline
trembling, but it wasn\'92t from fright.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \ul0 \tab \'93Permission to look at my master?\'94 she asked softly.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Of course!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab She leaned forward again to bring her mouth within about six inches of my tip. \softline
Then she looked up into my eyes and my earlier perception was confirmed: her look was \softline
truly worshipful and her trembling, stronger now, was from anticipation. It was only \softline
then that I realized neither she nor Becky had ever tasted my cum. I had feasted on \softline
their cunts, but they had never gone down on me. None of the seven had.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab My cock was again throbbing and I released a string of cum right into her mouth. \softline
Her mouth closed and when she tasted it I saw her pelvis convulse. My God, I thought, \softline
she\'92s had an orgasm.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Amy\'92s eyes had closed as she savored my cuming. Her eyes opened and were \softline
gleaming with happiness. \'93Thank you, kind master,\'94 she whispered. \'93It\'92s now easy to \softline
see why so many women wish to serve you as your slaves. For a very occasional taste of \softline
your luscious cum, I would do anything for you and allow anything to be done to me.\'94 \softline
Her eyes were bright as she repeated, }{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\i\cf2\f1 \'93Anything!\'94}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab The episode with Becky was essentially an instant replay. But seeing what certainly \softline
appeared to be orgasms I asked Susan and Sandy to work on their cunts. The first thing \softline
the girls did was to drop their own gowns in the same way Jean had done: they untied \softline
the neck cord and just let them fall to the floor. It was remarkable how little there was \softline
to the them; they each made just a small splash of white on the carpet.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Now that they too were naked, Amy was able to see the brand on Sandy\'92s flank when \softline
she turned. By now the brands had lost their earlier redness; in fact to our surprise they \softline
tanned, too. But they were deep: perhaps a quarter of an inch below the surrounding \softline
surface.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93My God!\'94 she gasped. \'93What happened?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93I branded myself,\'94 Sandy replied casually. \'93It\'92s on both sides.\'94 She turned to show \softline
the mate.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93I\'92m only branded once,\'94 Susan said displaying hers to the two young women.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab They were in a state of shock. Jean quietly explained the background and what had \softline
happened to the girls before they were freed. She concluded by saying, \'93They\'92re both \softline
very good cunt-eaters. They had to be to survive. I think you two will enjoy the \softline
experience.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab While she was telling the tale, the girls had been pouring two flutes of champagne. \softline
Handing the glass to Amy, Susan said, \'93We\'92ve found that cum washes down perfectly \softline
with champagne. Dom P\'e9rignon is the best, we think.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab The girls went at their task with skill and enthusiasm. First, though, they just \softline
kissed the young women and gently fondled their lovely tits. Clearly, this was \softline
astonishing to the two girls. I\'92m virtually certain that neither had ever had a lesbian \softline
experience before. Beyond that, though, the kisses they were receiving from Sandy and \softline
Susan were anything but girlish. I certainly knew from first-hand experience just how
talented their mouths and tongues were. And they certainly used them to great effect \softline
that night.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Slowly they worked their way down the girls\'92 bodies feasting on their breasts and \softline
nipples while caressing any body surface within reach. Both Amy and Becky were by \softline
then writhing on their chairs. While the initial idea might have been odd, it was clear \softline
that they were both now well into it.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Now our two girls were on their knees between wide-spread thighs. Amy and Becky \softline
had slid forward on their chairs without any instruction to keep their cunts within easy \softline
reach. With the first stroke of their tongues up the length of the girls\'92 slits, they both \softline
came. Wonderful! I thought. It looks like it\'92s working.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab At that point I turned my attention to my lovely wife who was again kneeling before \softline
me in her best submissive posture. \'93I would like to sample my slave\'92s cunt. Position \softline
yourself.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93But, master!\'94 Jean protested. \'93Surely you can\'92t be serious. Sandra would be much \softline
sweeter tonight...\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Position yourself!\'94 I repeated in a command voice.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Jean surprised me. She just went over on her back slowly with her knees still bent \softline
and her feet still under her lovely ass. Her thighs were still spread wide exposing her \softline
lovely vulva. Clearly, the anaesthetic had worn off; her labia were engorged and her \softline
luscious clit was already extended above her nether lips and throbbing with excitement.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab I knelt between her thighs and dropped my head to her luscious cunt.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab After only a few strokes of my tongue she had her first orgasm. \'93Wonderful!\'94 she \softline
murmured. \'93Oh, God, master, this feels so good!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab I brought her to several more but kept them at a low level. Her pelvis spasmed, but \softline
it was nothing like the more typical events. Finally I said, \'93Position yourself to receive \softline
your master\'92s cock.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93But... Are you sure?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab I just glared at her.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab She unfolded her legs from beneath her and put them up on my shoulders. Gently \softline
I eased my cock into her flooded channel. It was utterly marvelous. I entered her more \softline
easily than I had in the past \'97 I didn\'92t have to work nearly as hard to gain full \softline
penetration \'97 but her cunt was still very tight.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93This is a reward for my beauteous wife and slave for presenting me with a son and \softline
heir.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93My darling, you haven\'92t seen Jamey in all his naked glory. Marion Reynolds says \softline
that he\'92s utterly perfect. Never has she seen a more perfect or healthier baby. I\'92m so \softline
happy!\'94 She paused and then added, \'93Many prostitutes can never become pregnant. I \softline
understand that the most common cause is a gonorrheal infection of the fallopian tubes. \softline
I never contracted an STD... nor did any of the girls, for that matter.\'94 She looked at me
thoughtfully and added, \'93I wonder if that might be another of our strange powers? \softline
Heaven knows many of the men we took weren\'92t very clean.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93But then you caught me on one of our very first nights together...\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93What happened to your birth-control pills?\'94 I asked.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93They went into the trash that very first night,\'94 she replied. \'93My darling, I loved \softline
you from the very first instant I saw you. And when we first kissed, I knew you were the \softline
only man I could ever love.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Then why...?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Because of my having been a prostitute. I was just planning on going away. There \softline
must have been at least half a dozen times when I vowed that it would be that day, but \softline
I could never bring myself to do it. I felt I had to have just one more fucking. After all, \softline
it would have to last for the rest of my life. There could not \'97 and cannot \'97 ever be \softline
another man in my life.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93My beloved wife!\'94 I whispered.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Then I buried my cock to the root in Jean\'92s cunt and whispered, \'93Now let\'92s see if \softline
your internal muscles still work.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab They certainly did. Just using her internal muscles, Jean worked and brought us to \softline
mutual orgasms. I really flooded her cunt with my cuming.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab When she came down from her high, she was still conscious. It had gone exactly as \softline
I had hoped: it was smooth and loving. \'93That was utterly perfect, my darling master,\'94 \softline
she said. \'93It just could not have been better.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Then she smiled warmly and added, \'93And you did it again, master. That was the \softline
perfect lovemaking for the way I feel. I thought I wanted you to rape me, but what you \softline
did was so much better. Thank you.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab With my cock still embedded in her cunt, I put my arms under hers and lifted her \softline
up from the carpet. Now I was in a crouch and she was straddling my thighs. Pulling \softline
her close, I crushed her tits against my chest provoking a long sigh. Then she gently \softline
moved her nipples against the hair on my chest as she raised her head for a kiss.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Mating my lips to hers, it was the finest kiss we had ever shared.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Thank you, my master,\'94 she whispered when she had regained her breath. \'93Now \softline
I truly have it all! I have a loving master, two daughters who would give pride to anyone, \softline
and an infant son. What more can there be?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93More children, if you want them,\'94 I replied.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93As many and as fast as you can give them to me,\'94 she replied. \'93I intend to be a \softline
baby factory.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab By this time the girls had brought the two young women to repeating orgasms. At \softline
the same instant they lightly bit the girls\'92 clits triggering massive orgasms that put them \softline
out.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \ul0 \tab \'93Sandy, get champagne flutes for yourself and Susan. You certainly deserve some!\'94 \softline
Jean instructed.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab While she was out of the room, Susan had pulled the two girls back in their seats and \softline
carefully rested their heads on the seatbacks. Then she pulled a chair close and held \softline
Amy tightly while lightly kissing her face and lips.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Amy was the first to recover. Realizing what Sue was doing, she brought her lips to \softline
hers and melted them together in a lovely kiss. This time it was Amy who was \softline
aggressive, probing deep into Susie\'92s mouth. I was utterly delighted to see Amy\'92s loins \softline
shudder in a small orgasm as she did.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Finally she eased away. \'93Are you a slave, too?\'94 she asked. \'93Will we be sharing the \softline
slave quarters here?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Of course I am,\'94 Susie replied. \'93But you must know that our master is far more \softline
diabolical than any I\'92ve heard of. He and his senior slave keep us imprisoned, not with \softline
chains, but with the power of their love. We\'92re forced to imprison ourselves. But why \softline
did you ask?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Because, my darling slave Susan, \'93I can\'92t wait for you to be a bit older so I can do \softline
at least a little bit as much as you have just done for me.\'94 Amy leaned back and closed \softline
her eyes. \'93I was certain I was dead from the waist down; the doctors were about 99% \softline
certain I was, too. But a taste of our master\'92s cum seemed to change all that. And then \softline
what you did with your mouth and hands was not to be believed!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Did you enjoy it?\'94 Susie asked with her eyes wide.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93I sure did!\'94 Amy replied. \'93But why did you ask?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Because I\'92ll only get a very light whipping when you leave,\'94 Susie replied. \'93It \softline
would have been very bad if you hadn\'92t been satisfied.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93A light whipping...?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93That\'92s just for the maintenance of good order and discipline,\'94 Susie said blithely, \softline
\'93and to remind us of our station in life.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Sandy had by then returned with flutes for herself and Susie. She refilled all of the \softline
glasses and we just sat there bare-assed and sipped.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Finally Becky said, \'93This night was utterly unbelievable. Master, it will rank right \softline
below the night you honored my body with your cock.\'94 Slowly she shook her head and \softline
continued, \'93Amy and I were fully prepared to go through life with only the memory of \softline
your cock, beloved master. But now...\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Now you can look forward to marriage and a normal sex life,\'94 I concluded. \'93And \softline
it couldn\'92t happen to two nicer girls.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab To Sandy Becky said, \'93That was utterly marvelous, darling. Is there anything I can \softline
do for you? Anything at all?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab I responded before Sandy could. \'93As a matter of fact, Becky Richmond, I think there \softline
is. Sandy, you may not know this but Becky was a championship gymnast and now
coaches cheerleading. Becky, we just learned that Sandy has been elected to the \softline
cheerleading squad for next year. Would you be willing to give her some pointers?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Becky just clapped her hands in glee. \'93Would I?\'94 she exclaimed. \'93Nothing would \softline
thrill me more. Sandy, would you come closer, please? Before you had me a bit... \softline
distracted.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Sandy again knelt between Becky\'92s thighs. This time Becky took Sandy in her arms \softline
and unloaded as powerful a kiss as she was capable of; Sandy reciprocated. Both girls \softline
were breathless when they eased apart.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Then Becky ran her fingers lightly over Sandy\'92s body. As she did, I could see her \softline
eyes widen. \'93You work out regularly, don\'92t you? How often?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Every day,\'94 Sandy replied looking puzzled.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93For how long?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93For about 30 minutes or so on the machines and then another 30 minutes or more \softline
in the pool,\'94 Sandy responded.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93What weights do you use?\'94 Sandy told her and Becky whistled softly. As a matter \softline
of fact, it was news to me, too. They were about 50% above what I remembered them \softline
as being.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Do you understand the game of football?\'94 Becky asked.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab This time Jean replied. \'93I don\'92t think Sandy has missed a Bear\'92s game in a year. \softline
The short answer is yes. In fact, she understands it so well, I think she could be a pretty \softline
good coach. And she\'92s a great pass-catching receiver, by the way. Her sister Stephanie\'92s \softline
boyfriend is the quarterback; often she and Sandy will be his receivers. They\'92re both \softline
sure-handed and very fast.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Becky giggled. \'93This is going to the neatest assignment ever! First of all, Sandy, you \softline
have it all to begin with. You really need no coaching. What I can do, though, is work \softline
with your squad to develop some more cheers and some things for you girls to do \softline
together. Most high-school cheering is plain vanilla \'97 at best!\'94 Then she grinned and \softline
added, \'93Of course there\'92s a charge for my services, you realize...\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93That\'92s not a problem,\'94 Sandy quickly replied. Clearly she was very excited at the \softline
prospect. \'93How much do you charge?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Well... after the coaching sessions, I\'92ll sort of expect to spend the night with you. \softline
After all, young lady, you\'92ve been able to feast on my near-virginal cunt tonight while \softline
I\'92ve only been able to look at yours. And then your... assaults... on my tits... I have to \softline
get even for that, too.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Oh dear!\'94 Turning toward Jean with her eyes wide Sandy said, \'93Mommy! I think \softline
Miss Richmond is planning to... to... sexually assault me! What should I do? What \softline
should I say?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Barely able to control her giggling, Jean replied, \'93Well, you could say what you really \softline
want to say: \'91How yummy!\'92\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \ul0 \tab \'93Naah,\'94 Sandy replied. Then spinning around to Becky she exclaimed, \'93Neato!\'94 \softline
Then she dropped to her knees and unloaded another very passionate kiss. \'93I can hardly \softline
wait!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Becky grinned, giggled and pinched one of Sandy\'92s buns. The girl just wriggled and \softline
grinned.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab After finishing their champagne, Sandy and Susan dressed the girls and then slipped \softline
on their own gowns, as did Jean. The three girls saw our guests out to the waiting limo, \softline
while I checked the mail I had seen lying unopened on the desk. I guess there had been \softline
a few distractions that day so Jean hadn\'92t gotten around to it.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab There was a very large envelope there from Tiffany & Company\'92s Jack Thompson. \softline
The surprising thing about it was that it was addressed to me rather than to Jean. The \softline
previous September, following up on our dinner, Jack arranged for a photo shoot for the \softline
girls. It had worked out perfectly. The girls were needed for five days, and I had one of \softline
those European 5-cities-in-5-days trips. You know the one? \'93If it\'92s Tuesday, this must \softline
be Brussels.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Well anyway, I flew with the girls to New York and connected there for London. \softline
When we got back together, all the girls said was that they had fun but had never \softline
elaborated. And, I guess, with so much else going on I had never pursued the subject.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab At any rate, by this time I was sitting in my lounge chair in the library when the \softline
women rejoined me.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab It was really quite a package, including envelopes for the three girls that obviously \softline
contained checks. I gave them each their check while I read. I had barely started when \softline
Jean yelped, \'93What }{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\i\cf2\f1 is}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 this?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93What\'92s what?\'94 I asked. (Notice the improvement? I didn\'92t say \'93Huh?\'94)
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93This check is for... fifty }{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\i\cf2\f1 thousand}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 dollars!\'94 she breathed. \'93What\'92s going on?\'94{*\bkmkstart BM_1_}{*\bkmkend BM_1_}
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab By this time the girls had opened theirs and found checks for $25,000. They were \softline
so happy and excited, they were bubbling.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab But Jean quickly ended that. \'93Enjoy looking at them, kids,\'94 she said, \'93but they have \softline
to go back. We agreed to do the shoot for $5,000.\'94 Looking at them both she asked, \softline
\'93Don\'92t you think that\'92s more than adequate, too? After all, we had an all-expenses-paid \softline
super-deluxe trip to New York City, as well as all the fun. Don\'92t you really think that\'92s \softline
enough?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Although their faces fell, the girls freely conceded that all expenses plus $1,250 for \softline
each of them was more than enough.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab I went back to reading the letter. Thompson reported that the advertising \softline
incorporating the girls began running in November the previous year, in time for the \softline
Christmas season. The result was the most spectacular level of sales in the company\'92s \softline
very long history, fully 70% over the previous record. Moreover, the ad series had won \softline
every award there was to be won. But, he assured me, he had next to no interest in \softline
advertising awards \'97 typically they were awards by ad men to ad men, mostly for being
\'93different.\'94 (It didn\'92t matter if the client didn\'92t sell a thing; being different was good \softline
enough.) However, in this case there were dozens of proven sales directly attributable \softline
to the ads. By that he meant that people would come in off the street with ad in hand \softline
asking for the featured item.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Towards the bottom of the first page he wrote, \'93However, Jim, the reason this letter \softline
is being sent to you and not to Jean is because there\'92s something you deserve to know. \softline
Believe me when I tell you how painful this is for me to do, but the fact is that the \softline
Dawson women spent an entire day peddling...\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab That was where the first page ended. I had been reading aloud and the girls just \softline
gasped. I went to the next page and after a pregnant pause continued, \'93... jewelry and \softline
giftware from Tiffany & Company at our main store on 5}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\super\cf2\f1 th}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 Avenue. It was the biggest \softline
day in the store\'92s history. Somehow, word spread that there were the most beautiful \softline
women in the world in the store. (Keep in mind, the advertising had not yet run; it was \softline
only September.) At the end of the day, it took us 90 minutes after closing to empty the \softline
store! And heaven only knows how many shoppers were shut out when we locked the \softline
doors for new customers at our normal closing time.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93This brings me to the checks enclosed. The fact is, we\'92re being very cheap indeed. \softline
At our normal sales commission rates, all three would be far higher. The reality is that \softline
even those checks should be doubled, with the additional payment being for the most \softline
effective demonstration of salesmanship my staff has ever seen. They started off in awe \softline
of their beauty and ended up awestruck by their ability. Unbelievable!
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93At any rate, that day was so spectacularly successful, as was the advertising \softline
campaign, we would like to engage your women \'97 and you, of course, if you can get \softline
away \'97 for a 6-city, 15-day tour of our principal stores. There will be a reception for our \softline
best customers in each city and one day spent in the local store. Beyond that, there will \softline
be sightseeing and anything else the women might care to do. To avoid hassles, travel \softline
will be by executive jet. Please let me know as soon as possible if the girls will consent \softline
to do this. Oh! I nearly forgot. We propose a fee for this service to us of $100,000. I \softline
hope this is satisfactory.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Knowing Jean, her first words were that the checks would have to go back.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab I looked at Jean and grinned. She was pouting.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Continuing with the letter, I read, \'93I have learned that you have a very effective \softline
means of persuading Jean to do what\'92s good for her. Although I would truly hate to \softline
think of that beautiful woman with a badly-bruised bottom again, I\'92m sure you\'92ll agree \softline
it\'92s for her own good.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Finally, enclosed is an ad layout. Our people absolutely love it, but for reasons \softline
you\'92ll instantly understand, we will not run it without express permission from the \softline
women. Its title is Bare Essentials.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Then also enclosed is a sealed package from our photographer who did the shoot \softline
last September. He was so overwhelmed he has offered to do all the Dawson pictures for
only 25% of his normal fee. He adores working with the girls and claims they are the \softline
finest models he\'92s ever had the pleasure to work with. Believe me when I say he\'92s used \softline
to working with the very best, too. (I\'92m talking about the $1,000-an-}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\i\cf2\f1 hour}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 set!) His \softline
assessment? Your women are so much better than any of the others, he couldn\'92t even \softline
guess who would be in second place. The fact is that he has all the Tiffany ads enlarged \softline
to very large poster size hanging in the lobby of his studio. To say he\'92s proud of his work \softline
understates the reality by orders of magnitude.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab He closed out the letter by asking for a call regarding the city visits.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Turning to Jean I said, \'93You heard the man, slave. Will you need to be persuaded \softline
to accept the store\'92s money?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93I guess you\'92ll have to keep it, girls,\'94 she said glumly. \'93I\'92m really not up for another \softline
beating. I don\'92t think I got rid of all my pre-wedding bruises until about a month ago.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Then she brightened and said, \'93Girls, this is the first money either of you have ever \softline
earned, isn\'92t it?\'94 Both girls eagerly nodded. They looked so damned cute. \'93Into your \softline
bank accounts, okay? And don\'92t you dare be in a big rush to give it all away, either. \softline
Understand? Besides, there will be taxes due on it, too; both income and self-employment taxes.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab She gave me a cute grin and added, \'93That was one nice thing about being a \softline
prostitute. It\'92s an all-cash business and I never bothered to pay any taxes.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Ah, yes! The charity gene. They would have quickly given it all away and still owed \softline
the taxes anyway.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Then I looked at the layout he had sent. It was an incredible photo showing the \softline
three girls sitting on the end of a rough wooden pier with their backs to the camera. \softline
They were holding fishing rods and their hair was back in ponytails. Each was wearing \softline
her gold choker and nothing else (although I\'92m pretty sure I could see Sandy\'92s gold \softline
bracelet on her wrist). Their revealed beauty was simply devastating. I had never \softline
thought of a back as being beautiful, but theirs certainly were \'97 and are. At the bottom \softline
of the layout there were three gold chokers similar to what the girls were wearing but \softline
different. (Later I learned that their three models had been taken out of production \softline
because they were the girls\'92 own.)
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Then there was a thick packet also addressed to Mr. James Dawson and marked \softline
\'93Only to be opened by Mr. Dawson personally.\'94 Whoever sent it was taking no chances. \softline
It was sealed all around with sealing wax and with tiny threads embedded that would \softline
break at the slightest handling. Carefully I opened it and found a letter and a stack of \softline
photos.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab The letter was from Paul Sanderson who introduced himself as the photographer on \softline
the Tiffany assignment. He wrote:
}\pard \fs24\li432\ri432\sa72\tx432\tx864\tx1296\tx1728\tx4680
{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 Dear Mr. Dawson:
}\pard \fs24\li432\ri432\sa72\tx432\tx864\tx1296\tx1728\tx4680
{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 First, sir, let me congratulate you for heading what is probably the finest \softline
family on the face of this earth. Your wife, Jean, is the most beautiful woman
alive, but, sir, some of her beauty is your direct responsibility. One reason for \softline
her beauty is that she is very well loved. But there\'92s more. Except for her \softline
perfect figure \'97 and I can assure you I recognize all the signs \'97 I would say \softline
she\'92s pregnant and knows it. Now she\'92s complete as a woman \'97 and looks it.
}\pard \fs24\li432\ri432\sa72\tx432\tx864\tx1296\tx1728\tx4680
{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 Then there are your two girls. Your wife explained what happened to them, \softline
and my whole crew and I were in tears. Such incredible courage and self-sacrifice! You, sir, are greatly to be envied.
}\pard \fs24\li432\ri432\sa72\tx432\tx864\tx1296\tx1728\tx4680
{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 But there\'92s so much more. I began my professional photographic career in \softline
the United Kingdom and was quite successful there. Indeed, I have served as \softline
the personal photographer to almost all of the still-sitting crowned heads of \softline
Europe. In this connection, I recently received a very warm personal note from \softline
the Queen of... (I\'92d really rather not say.). She has a very handsome 11-year-old \softline
son and was wondering if there might be any chance that Susan could ever be \softline
interested in him.
}\pard \fs24\li432\ri432\sa72\tx432\tx864\tx1296\tx1728\tx4680
{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 You see, sir, they, too, recognize the same thing I did in those women: truly \softline
they are to the manor born! Every single move they make is done with poise and \softline
grace.
}\pard \fs24\li432\ri432\sa72\tx432\tx864\tx1296\tx1728\tx4680
{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 But there\'92s so much more. Speaking of them simply as models \'97 which is \softline
very hard for us to do, I should add \'97 they are the very best in the business. \softline
Moreover, they are tireless. They take any direction instantly and professionally... indeed, at a level of professionalism we have never seen before and we \softline
work with the very best. Jean, Sandra and Susan Dawson are at the very \softline
pinnacle of the modeling profession. Indeed, they are so good, I couldn\'92t tell you \softline
who\'92s in second place.
}\pard \fs24\li432\ri432\sa72\tx432\tx864\tx1296\tx1728\tx4680
{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 And the way they interact with my crew! To a man \'97 and woman \'97 they \softline
love them.
}\pard \fs24\li432\ri432\sa72\tx432\tx864\tx1296\tx1728\tx4680
{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 There\'92s one favor I must ask, though. Would you please \'97 }{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\i\cf2\f1 please!}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \'97 keep \softline
your wife\'92s former prostitution a deep dark secret. I ask this for two reasons. \softline
First, my assistant \'97 without whom I simply could not function \'97 is talking \softline
about writing to Jean to ask for some tips on getting started. \'93Started as what?\'94 \softline
I asked. \'93As a prostitute, of course,\'94 she replied, giving me a look as if to \softline
wonder what I use for brains. \'93If it takes a career as a prostitute to become like \softline
Jean Dawson, I\'92ve lost far too much time already!\'94
}\pard \fs24\li432\ri432\sa72\tx432\tx864\tx1296\tx1728\tx4680
{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 But there\'92s more. If the word gets out, Jean\'92s former colleagues would be \softline
after her }{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\i\cf2\f1 en masse}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 with blood in their eyes. Why? With every woman on the \softline
globe peddling her ass, what would happen to the prices? My God! They might \softline
be paying the johns to take them!
}\pard \fs24\sa72\tx432\tx864\tx1296\tx1728\tx4680
{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Jean just giggled at the thought and then said, \'93Darling, would you make me pay you \softline
to take me? Would you really?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \ul0 \tab I cocked my head and tried to look thoughtful. Then I ponderously replied, \'93No, \softline
wife, I would not.\'94 Then I grinned and added, \'93You can think of it as another advantage \softline
of matrimony. You don\'92t even have to pay me for my... services.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Oh, my darling!\'94 she said with the sarcasm dripping from her voice. \'93You\'92re so \softline
incredibly generous.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab But back to the letter:
}\pard \fs24\li432\ri432\sa72\tx432\tx864\tx1296\tx1728\tx4680
{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 I learned from your wife that you drive a BMW M-5. If you would like a \softline
lifetime supply of new BMWs, just say the word. I do all their photography, too, \softline
and I can assure you that they would sign up the women in the blink of an eye \softline
if I told them they would be willing. I only mention this because I firmly believe \softline
that there are two reasons they\'92re appearing in the Tiffany advertising. First, \softline
they like Tiffany\'92s jewelry. And I know that the gold collars the girls wear in \softline
Bare Essentials are their own. (And the inscriptions on them, and on Sandy\'92s \softline
bracelet are utterly perfect!) But beyond that, they\'92re doing it as a favor to a \softline
friend, Jack Thompson. That\'92s really all there is to it.
}\pard \fs24\li432\ri432\sa72\tx432\tx864\tx1296\tx1728\tx4680
{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 Also, enclosed are photos no one else has ever seen. These were taken \softline
following the Bare Essentials picture. The three dove off the end of the pier and \softline
we thought they would just swim around in the lake. Only then did we \softline
appreciate the athleticism of those women. They\'92re all muscle!
}\pard \fs24\li432\ri432\sa72\tx432\tx864\tx1296\tx1728\tx4680
{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 But they swam back and started a water fight with Susan and Sandy against \softline
Jean. They were having so much fun that my crew thought it was the neatest \softline
thing they had ever seen. This was a sight they would have paid substantial \softline
money to see. But what were we seeing? We were seeing a mother and her \softline
daughters having great fun together.
}\pard \fs24\li432\ri432\sa72\tx432\tx864\tx1296\tx1728\tx4680
{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 Finally, I must admit to professional failure. As good as the pictures are \softline
(and they line the walls of my entry, as well as the walls of the laboratory that \softline
finished them) we failed. Why? Because so much of the women\'92s beauty can\'92t \softline
be captured by a lens. It is exquisite beauty that\'92s within themselves. We see \softline
it looking into their eyes. All one can see is purity and grace. And I do mean \softline
Divine grace.
}\pard \fs24\li432\ri432\sa72\tx432\tx864\tx1296\tx1728\tx4680
{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 I repeat, sir, you share your bed with the most beautiful woman in the \softline
world. But beyond that, you share it with a woman who loves you to a depth \softline
that surpasses understanding. From everything we hear from your daughters, \softline
you love your wife at least as much. For that, sir, you are all blessed.
}\pard \fs24\sa72\tx432\tx864\tx1296\tx1728\tx4680
{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \tab \tab \tab \tab With great sincerity,
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \tab \tab \tab \tab Paul Sanderson
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Wow!\'94 I murmured. Then I held out my arms and Jean launched herself landing \softline
seated across my lap. \'93I adore you, wife!\'94 I whispered.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab She just snuggled and murmured softly, \'93That\'92s nice.\'94 Then she looked up at me, \softline
winked and just grinned.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \ul0 \tab Next we looked at the pictures and they were really great! The girls had had a water \softline
fight that ended with the girls jumping on Jean\'92s head and pushing it under water. The \softline
last picture in the series was marvelous. The three were wading out of the lake and were \softline
in water that didn\'92t reach up to Jean\'92s knees. Water was dripping from their hair that \softline
was hanging straight but they were utterly gorgeous. Moreover they appeared to be \softline
giggling and having a wonderful time.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93See!\'94 she complained. \'93It\'92s easy to see who the aggressors were in that conflict.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Oh?\'94 the two girls retorted.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93You practically drowned us both with that completely unprovoked first attack!\'94 \softline
Sandy exclaimed.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Jean appeared to think for a moment and then said, \'93Hmm... I guess I did, didn\'92t \softline
I?\'94 Then she just giggled and the girls joined in.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab God! I love them so damned much.
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{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab In the event, we made the trip three weeks later. Our first stop was San Francisco. \softline
Early that morning \'97 and I mean early \'97 we went out to a local airport (avoiding \softline
O\'92Hare, thank God!) and found a Gulfstream G-5 sitting on the ramp waiting for us. \softline
Since the G-5 has a range of 6,500 nautical miles, going to San Francisco wasn\'92t even a \softline
walk in the park for the aircraft. On the other hand, to reach its full range required a \softline
flight crew of four qualified pilots; it required more than 14 hours in the air, so two full \softline
crews were required.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab But not for us. All our baggage was stowed and we boarded the aircraft. The jet \softline
engine on the starboard side was turning over. We were shown to our seats... I guess. \softline
The fact is that the bird, set up in max comfort configuration, handled 15 people; our \softline
four and a fraction was nothing. The girls had been on a Boeing 747 to Maui, and a \softline
Boeing 757 when we flew to New York, but this was something very different. In the \softline
first place, although nearly 100 feet long, it was tiny compared to the girls\'92 previous \softline
planes. But it more than made up for its size by being very nimble. No sooner were we \softline
strapped in \'97 Jean was holding Jamey in her arms \'97 than the port engine lighted off \softline
and we began to taxi to the active (only) runway.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab The brakes were set and then released. The two Rolls-Royce engines screamed as \softline
they put out more than 29,000 lbs. of thrust. In moments the nose wheel came off the \softline
runway and we began to climb. It seemed like only seconds later that we were nearing \softline
our cruising altitude of 41,000 feet, heading west for San Francisco.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab That\'92s when the co-pilot, a lovely young woman, came back to greet us. At least \softline
that\'92s what she had intended to do. Instead, she looked at Jean and her jaw dropped. \softline
She just stood there with her mouth agape.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Are you trying to tell me I should change my brand of deodorant?\'94 Jean asked \softline
softly with a very warm smile.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \ul0 \tab The woman just shook her head to clear it and then apologized, \'93I\'92m terribly sorry! \softline
We knew we were flying the Tiffany women around the country over the next two weeks, \softline
and I\'92ve certainly seen all your ads... But you are just too much! I can\'92t believe a living \softline
human can possibly look as good as you do.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Jean then introduced the girls and then folded back the receiving blanket to reveal \softline
the sleeping face of our baby. \'93This is James Russell Dawson, Jr., otherwise known as \softline
Jamey. He\'92s about three weeks old.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab The girl dropped to her knees beside Jean\'92s seat. \'93He\'92s so incredibly beautiful,\'94 she \softline
breathed. \'93What a perfect baby!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93He\'92s simply wonderful,\'94 Jean replied. \'93As far as we know, he\'92s only cried once.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Once?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93When I really slammed his bottom when he was born,\'94 Jean explained. \'93It\'92s to get \softline
his lungs working or something like that.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93But... The doctor? The hospital?\'94 the girl stammered.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93This was a do-it-yourself birth,\'94 Jean said. \'93The only thing the doctor did was to \softline
circumcise him. Next time, I\'92ll do that myself and save the money.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93How are you feeling?\'94 the girl asked. \'93I mean... It\'92s only been three weeks.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Sex? Is that what you\'92re asking?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab The copilot could only nod her head.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93I was numb at the time but didn\'92t really know it. But by that evening I was fine.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Jean looked at me for confirmation. \'93Less than 12 hours later, she was fine. In fact, \softline
she was marvelous!\'94 I reported.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93You mean... You two had... sex... less than 12 hours after delivering this luscious \softline
baby?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Mmm...\'94 Jean murmured. \'93And Jim was utterly marvelous!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Now the girl was blushing almost beet red. \'93Have you ever...? I mean... Have you \softline
ever heard of the Mile-High Club?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Jean and I both shook our heads.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Now the girl was blushing whatever color is beyond beet-red. But she continued, \softline
\'93It\'92s making love at an altitude above one mile. We\'92ll be cruising at nearly eight miles \softline
up... And we\'92re almost there now.\'94 Then she showed us how a sofa became a bed.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab That\'92s all it took. Jean looked at the girl and asked, \'93Do you...? I mean... Do we \softline
need a witness or two to qualify?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93No, you don\'92t,\'94 she replied. But then she grinned and added, \'93But I may be back \softline
anyway to get some pointers.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \ul0 \tab Jean was almost completely out of her clothes before the woman made it back to the \softline
cockpit. \'93You owe me,\'94 she whispered. \'93We had to get up too damned early this \softline
morning and I haven\'92t had my \'91Good morning, lovely Jeannie\'92 fucking yet.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Our lovemaking that morning was exquisite! It was slow and easy \'97 like the night \softline
she gave birth \'97 and filled with mutual love. But sure enough, the copilot came back \softline
while we were coupled.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Want to see?\'94 Jean asked with a lovely grin. \'93And do you sign as a witness... or \softline
something?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Woman, you are unreal!\'94 the girl exclaimed. \'93And he\'92s huge!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Sure is, isn\'92t he,\'94 Jean sighed. \'93And I love him more than life itself.\'94 Then she \softline
murmured, \'93Cum with me, my husband. }{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\i\cf2\f1 Cum with me!\'94}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Jean had already had a number of small orgasms, but the last was wonderful. While \softline
I was filling her cunt with my seed, I reached for her and she just lifted her torso off the \softline
bed to meet me. We embraced and then kissed. It was a remarkably loving kiss with \softline
now-satiated passion. I just held her tightly and enjoyed the feeling of her cunt milking \softline
my cock to get the last bit of cum.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Wonderful!\'94 she breathed. \'93My husband is a masterful lover.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93He sure as hell is,\'94 the copilot agreed. \'93My name is Janice Page, by the way.\'94 She \softline
grinned and added, \'93My husband, Bill, is the captain and I\'92m vice president of \softline
everything else.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Ignoring her nudity \'97 or not conscious of it \'97 Jean swung her long legs out from \softline
the bed, sat up and extended her hand. Then she felt her hair, frowned at me and said, \softline
\'93James Dawson, you\'92ve ruined my hairdo. And you know damned well what a pain in \softline
the tail it is to redo it, too.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Uh, oh!\'94 I commented. \'93Here\'92s where another woman learns to hate you.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab But before I could even finish the sentence, Jean had given her head a hard shake. \softline
As usual, every hair was again perfectly in place.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Janice nodded once and then in a totally flat tone of voice said, \'93Your husband\'92s \softline
right. I hate you.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Looking at me, Jean pretended to be bewildered. \'93But why, Jim? Why would Janice \softline
hate me?\'94 Then over-acting like crazy, her eyes widened and she motioned toward her \softline
hair. \'93You mean? This?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab I just nodded my head.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93But, Jim... Do you mean? There are women who can\'92t do that?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Again I nodded.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Turning toward the girl again she said, \'93Honest? Would you really like to be able \softline
to do that?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Janice just glared at Jean. \'93Grr!\'94 was the only sound that came from her mouth.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \ul0 \tab Jean pretended to be puzzled. \'93She means \'91yes\'92,\'94 I translated.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Oh! Then that\'92s easy. You\'92ve got it.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Got what?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Now you can fix your hair the way I do. Just try it. Muss it up and then just shake \softline
your head hard.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93If this doesn\'92t work, Mrs. Dawson, you do know that I\'92ll have to ask you to leave \softline
the aircraft... At once!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93You mean...?\'94 Jean asked. Then she walked two fingers in the air in the direction \softline
of the door and then made a diving motion with her hands.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93I mean!\'94 Janice confirmed.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Well, it\'92s a good thing it always works,\'94 Jean responded brightly. Then she \softline
frowned and added, \'93Eight miles is a long way down.\'94 Then she added, \'93You don\'92t \softline
happen to have a long rope on board, do you?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab At that, Janice just cracked up. \'93Mrs. Dawson, you are too damned much!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Since I\'92m bare-assed naked, Mrs. Page, would it be lowering the bar too much if I \softline
asked you to please call me Jean?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab The girl giggled and repeated, \'93Jean Dawson, you are too damned much!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93That\'92s better. Now try it.\'94 With that she rose \'97 the headroom permitted her to \softline
stand upright, although I could not \'97 reached out and scrambled Janice\'92s hair. \'93Now \softline
just shake your head hard.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab She did and then felt her head. She appeared to be utterly stunned. Then she \softline
almost ran to the lavatory where she repeated it while looking at herself in the mirror. \softline
When she emerged she appeared to be in a state of shock. \'93How did you do that?\'94 she \softline
asked softly.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93I really don\'92t know how,\'94 Jean replied, \'93but it\'92s an ability the girls and I all have.\'94 \softline
She grinned and continued, \'93Andy Shepherd just loves it. It solves a problem that\'92s \softline
bothered him and most other top hair stylists for years. How many women go to bed at \softline
night with their hair up?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Janice pointed to herself and said, \'93Me, for one. And I hate it! I really want to look \softline
good for Bill in bed, but if I do I look like the wrath of God in the morning.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Now you don\'92t have the problem,\'94 Jean commented.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93How long does it last?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Until you set your hair some other way. It can last for weeks, anyway. We really \softline
have never tried to find a limit.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Who\'92s Andy Shepherd, by the way?\'94 Janice asked. \'93Bill and I are based in Chicago, \softline
and when I\'92m really splurging I go to Andr\'e9\'92s. But who\'92s Andy?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93He\'92s Andr\'e9,\'94 Jean replied with a grin. \'93He does all of us.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \ul0 \tab }{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\i\cf2\f1 \'93Personally?\'94}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 the girl exclaimed. \'93I thought I had really made the big time when he \softline
came into the booth and said a few words to my stylist.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Personally,\'94 Jean confirmed. \'93If you\'92d like him to do you, just ask to see Andy \'97 \softline
not Andr\'e9 \'97 and tell him you\'92re a friend of mine. When he learns that you can restore \softline
your hair by shaking your head, he\'92ll know you are.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93The power is pretty rare, isn\'92t it?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Jean just shrugged.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab At that point the girl said, \'93I had better be heading back to the cockpit. Bill might \softline
be wondering if I fell out or something.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Then she slowly shook her head and added, \'93Jean, this is the nicest thing you could \softline
have done for me. Now I\'92ll be able to look the way I should in bed without having to \softline
have at least two days off afterward so my hair is half-way presentable.\'94 With that she \softline
retreated toward the cockpit.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93That was a very nice thing you did, sweetie,\'94 I remarked.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93She\'92s a lovely woman,\'94 Jean replied. \'93I think her love life is going to improve \softline
dramatically.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab The next time we saw Janice, we were only about 30 minutes out of San Francisco. \softline
This time, Jean was bare to the waist nursing Jamey. She just dropped to her knees \softline
beside Jean and watched, utterly fascinated.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Jean just smiled warmly and pulled the receiving blanket away from our infant\'92s face \softline
so she could get a better look.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab The woman just sighed deeply and said, \'93He\'92s so beautiful! He\'92s perfect.\'94 Then she \softline
paused and stammered, \'93How... How does it feel?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Simply marvelous!\'94 Jean exclaimed softly. Very gently she caressed her infant\'92s \softline
face as he fed on his mother\'92s sweet milk. Then she asked, \'93When are you going to try \softline
it?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93I... Bill would love for me to have a baby soon. He wants children so badly. I do, \softline
too...\'94 her voice fell and she looked unhappy. \'93We make awfully good money. And we \softline
have such a great time, too. We always fly as a team which certainly makes it nice.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93And you really don\'92t want to give it up, do you?\'94 Jean asked.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Janice just shook her head.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Is Bill as good a pilot as you are?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Are you kidding?\'94 the girl replied. \'93He\'92s so much better, it\'92s ridiculous. He\'92s truly \softline
a natural; I\'92m not.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Why are you competing then?\'94 Jean asked. \'93Why don\'92t you do something he could \softline
never do: give birth to a child and nurse it at your breast. It\'92s a feeling like no other. \softline
Honest.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \ul0 \tab \'93But you\'92re famous,\'94 the girl insisted. \'93You and the girls are the most famous \softline
models in the world! Just look at you now. On a six-city tour... Fabulous! And the \softline
opportunities you\'92re looking at must be vast. You three could take your pick of any of \softline
the modeling jobs in the world!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93That\'92s a laugh and a half!\'94 Jean giggled. \'93Jim had to make one of those dumb five-cities-in-five-days European swings, so it was an opportunity for the three of us to kill \softline
some time. That\'92s absolutely all there was to it.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab To that point Janice had been focusing on Jean \'97 with good reason, I might add. \softline
But then she turned to me and asked, \'93I know about your women, Mr. Dawson, but what \softline
do you do?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93I\'92m with Callaway Industries,\'94 I replied.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93He\'92s executive vice president,\'94 Jean added, drawing a glare from me to which she \softline
responded with a broad grin coupled with sticking out the tip of her pink tongue.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Janice\'92s eyes widened. \'93My God! You, too? What a family!\'94 Then she said, \'93You \softline
know, our company, Executive Aviation, specializes in trips such as you just made. This \softline
aircraft, for example, can easily reach any spot in Europe from Chicago, nonstop. That\'92s \softline
why it\'92s set up for a crew of four rather than two. On those long flights \'97 at our long-range cruising speed of mach 0.8, we\'92re in the air for more than 14 hours. And believe \softline
me, in 14 hours this plane can cover a great deal of territory.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Then she rose to her feet and went forward again. A few moments later she \softline
returned with an information and sales package on Executive Aviation. Good for her. \softline
The woman was really using her head. Giving it to me she said, \'93Those trips are a pain \softline
in the butt under the best of circumstances, but in a craft like this it\'92s as painless as it\'92s \softline
possible to be. And I just know the company would adore having Callaway Industries \softline
as a client. You folks are just great!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Did you enclose your card, Mrs. Page?\'94 I asked.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab She blushed and quickly shook her head.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Why don\'92t you go get one?\'94 I suggested. \'93I have to believe that the very least you \softline
would get would be some brownie points, but more likely a bonus. Right?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab She scampered forward again and returned with business cards and a stapler. \softline
Taking back the sales package, she carefully stapled her card in a predesignated location.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Then she looked at the five of us and said softly, \'93This family is the outstanding \softline
family in the United States. Never have I encountered the level of love and caring that \softline
you all display.\'94 She paused and then continued, \'93This is a very good job and it pays \softline
very well. But I must admit that some of our passengers are truly world-class SOBs! \softline
They\'92re arrogant bastards. But you!...\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab She slowly shook her head. \'93I really believe that Jean was telling me about \softline
motherhood because she thinks I would be happier taking care of a home and children \softline
than spending my life in the cockpit of a jet. And you know what? I think she\'92s right. \softline
She only met me a couple of hours ago, but instantly she seemed to know me better than
I know myself.\'94 Then she grinned and concluded, \'93All I can say is that this trip is \softline
shaping up to be the very best Bill and I have ever made. And thank you all for making \softline
it so.\'94
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{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab We arrived in San Francisco and were met by a limousine that took us to our hotel. \softline
There we had a lovely two-bedroom suite. Jean and Sandy were going to go shopping \softline
that afternoon. (What\'92s that line? When the going get\'92s tough, the women go shopping.) \softline
I planned on making a call or two on customers and prospects and, remembering the \softline
Castle Industries affair, was delighted to take Susan along. Our schedule called for a \softline
formal reception that evening with the next day free, and time in the local Tiffany\'92s on \softline
the day following. Although invitations had been sent out for the reception, Jack \softline
Thompson had made it abundantly clear that anyone we might wish to invite would be \softline
very welcome.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Our first stop was to a company that was a Callaway customer, but one with which \softline
we felt we should be doing far more business than we were. I had made an appointment \softline
a couple of days prior with Jeff Fisher, the company\'92s chief information officer.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab The receptionist was expecting me but was surprised to see Susan. But at the same \softline
time, she was studying Susie closely as she called Fisher\'92s office to tell him we had \softline
arrived. She hung up the phone and said that Fisher\'92s secretary would be right out to \softline
escort us to his office. When Susie beamed at the news, the girl\'92s eyes widened and there \softline
was a flash of instant recognition, but she didn\'92t say a word.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab After being ushered into his office, I greeted Jeff and introduced Susie. His eyes \softline
widened and he murmured, \'93You\'92re a Tiffany girl, aren\'92t you?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93I\'92m a Dawson girl, Mr. Fisher,\'94 Susie replied. \'93And I\'92m far more proud of that. \softline
You see, sir, my sister and I are both adopted. And we\'92ve been adopted into the finest \softline
family in the whole world.\'94 Then she smiled her warmest smile and added, \'93I guess \softline
Mom and Sandy and I have been in a couple of Tiffany ads, though.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Fisher just slowly sank down onto his chair. The man appeared to be in a state of \softline
shock. \'93My God!\'94 he murmured. \'93My wife is in advertising \'97 the biggest agency here \softline
in the Bay area \'97 and she\'92s good. She claims Tiffany\'92s is the finest advertising that\'92s \softline
ever been done, and it\'92s solely attributable to you three. I know she would give her right \softline
arm to be able to meet you.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93That\'92s easy enough to do,\'94 I said. \'93There\'92s a reception at our hotel this evening at \softline
7:00. Why don\'92t you and your wife come over? You\'92ll have a chance to meet my wife and \softline
Susan\'92s beautiful older sister, Sandy, too.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Seriously?\'94 he asked, incredulous. \'93Without question, that reception is the hottest \softline
event in town. }{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\i\cf2\f1 Everyone}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 has been maneuvering for an invitation. Are you really sure \softline
it\'92s all right?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93I have the personal assurance in writing of Jack Fletcher, Tiffany\'92s CEO, that it is,\'94 \softline
I replied.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \ul0 \tab Instantly Fisher picked up the phone and hit a speed-dial number. When it was \softline
answered, he wasted no time in small talk. \'93Darling,\'94 he said, \'93I\'92ve hit the jackpot! \softline
We\'92ve just been invited to the Tiffany reception tonight!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Then his face fell. \'93I\'92ll ask,\'94 he said skeptically. To me he said diffidently, \'93My wife \softline
has a meeting with the CEO of her largest client. Would... Could she bring him and his \softline
wife, too?\'94 Clearly Jeff\'92s tone was such that he didn\'92t expect a positive answer.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Who\'92s the client?\'94 I asked.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab When he replied, I realized that }{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\i\cf2\f1 I}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 had hit the jackpot. The company, Casco \softline
Industries, was \'97 and had been \'97 the top customer prospect at Callaway for years. And \softline
to that point we had gotten exactly nowhere. Not even a meeting.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93That would be fine,\'94 I said. \'93However, the nature of the reception is such that he \softline
will need to bring his wife. I hope that doesn\'92t cause any problems.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Jeff was beside himself with excitement. His words were tumbling over each other \softline
as he relayed the good news. It was all I could do to control a grin; from the corner of \softline
my eye I had seen Susie lock in on the telephone while she was just sitting quietly and \softline
looking around the sumptuously-furnished office.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Later she told me that Jeff\'92s wife had screamed, \'93This cements that client for life! \softline
Darling, it couldn\'92t be better! And wait till I get you home tonight. You\'92re going to have \softline
the time of your life! And darling... as far as you\'92re concerned, }{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\i\cf2\f1 anything}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 goes! Do you \softline
understand? }{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\i\cf2\f1 Absolutely anything! And with no safe word, either. Understand?\'94}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab No wonder his eyes lit up like a kid\'92s seeing his first Christmas tree.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab He hung up the phone and studied Susan closely. Slowly he shook his head and said, \softline
\'93I just do not believe this! As beautiful as those advertising pictures are, they just don\'92t \softline
do this girl justice. I just don\'92t understand...\'94 His voice trailed off as he continued to \softline
study her.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Then I noticed he focused on her eyes. \'93Oh, yes I do!\'94 he continued. \'93So much of \softline
your beauty, Susan, is on the inside, isn\'92t it? Your eyes are filled with love and joy and... \softline
and... Divine grace!\'94 Then he slowly shook his head and said, \'93You, Susan Dawson, are \softline
simply perfect!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Not hardly!\'94 Susie demurred. \'93Mom says I\'92m an incorrigible imp... and that\'92s when \softline
she\'92s being nice.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93And your impishness takes the form of making others happy, doesn\'92t it?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Fisher howled with laughter when Susie glared at him and stuck out the tip of her \softline
little pink tongue.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab I turned the conversation to the purpose of the visit: why Jeff\'92s company wasn\'92t \softline
doing more business with us. Based on what we had sold and what we knew and \softline
estimated about the company, we didn\'92t think we were doing even 10% of the business \softline
we could do. I asked about it.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \ul0 \tab \'93It\'92s very good stuff, Jim. Don\'92t get me wrong. But it\'92s really not capable of doing \softline
all the things we need...\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab At this point Susie took over. \'93Mr. Fisher, I gather from the position of your mouse \softline
that you\'92re left-handed. You are, aren\'92t you?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Yes, Susie, but...\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab She rose from her chair, went around the desk to the computer and hit CTRL, ALT, \softline
and a function key. Instantly the desktop layout reversed. \'93I think you\'92ll find this \softline
layout easier for you to use,\'94 she said.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Fisher\'92s eyes widened as he looked over the reversed layout. Moving his chair to the \softline
computer, he started to do some things and began to grin. \'93It\'92s perfect, Susie, but how \softline
did you...?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab She just shook her head sadly and said, \'93It\'92s in the software, in the Help material, \softline
and in the manual... but no one ever looks.\'94 Then she grinned and asked, \'93Anything \softline
else?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93How do you know so much about this, anyway,\'94 he asked.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Susie borrowed the mouse and clicked on Help and About. There, along with the \softline
serial number and registration information appeared: Interface designer: Jean Dawson; \softline
Ergonomics: Susan Dawson.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Fisher was utterly stunned. I really thought he was going to fall off his chair. \'93My \softline
God!\'94 he murmured. \'93All this beauty and brains, too?\'94 Then he looked at Susie and \softline
asked, \'93How old are you, anyway? Ten? Eleven?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93I\'92ll be nine years old soon,\'94 Susie replied.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Jeff,\'94 I interjected, \'93if the Dawson women\'92s IQ numbers were converted to \softline
temperature, they could all boil water... very quickly!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab The poor guy was so shook, he was trembling. Susie was still at the computer. \softline
Murmuring, \'93I can never find the stupid thing,\'94 she moved her mouse on the desktop \softline
and finally found the spot she had been searching for. A pop-up appeared that said, \softline
Graphic designs by Sandra Dawson. \'93Sandy is in on this, too,\'94 she said proudly.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Look,\'94 Fisher said, \'93I\'92ve had a task force looking at this for months. They have a \softline
list of needs as long as my arm. How would it be if I asked them to join us? Then you\'92ll \softline
get the whole list.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab It sounded like a great idea to me, so he called his secretary. Minutes later, people \softline
started to arrive in the office. Susie asked if there was a similar computer in a \softline
conference room and was told that there was. We moved the meeting there and Susan \softline
took her seat at the computer keyboard.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Fisher was funny. }{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\i\cf2\f1 He}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 appeared to be the proud father as he introduced Susan as one \softline
of the Tiffany girls and the ergonomics specialist on the user interface project. What \softline
followed was utterly stunning. It was the most devastating sales presentation in history. \softline
Each person began reading from his or her list of missing functions. After each one,
Susie would hit a couple of keys or click the mouse somewhere and the function would \softline
appear. What was funnier was that in at least three-quarters of the cases, while she \softline
brought up the requested function, she then went on to show a much more advanced \softline
function that achieved the same end result but with substantial collateral benefits.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab By this time Jeff and I were standing at the back of the conference room with all of \softline
his people arrayed in a semicircle around Susie. He was utterly amazed at her \softline
performance. \'93I just don\'92t understand it,\'94 he whispered. \'93She never looks up anything. \softline
She just knows it all. By the way, how large was the design team on this project? And \softline
how long did it take? My people tell me that if you had 50 people full-time on the project, \softline
it might be accomplished in a year.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93The team was three people and it took about a week. You\'92ve already met one-third \softline
of the team,\'94 I remarked. \'93By the way, Jeff, have you ever heard of ML Adams?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Who hasn\'92t?\'94 he replied. \'93As a matter of fact, Adams was with Casco, my wife\'92s \softline
client, until he suddenly resigned almost a year ago. God, were they ever pissed! But \softline
why do you ask?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Because her name is Merrilee Adams and she\'92s my wife\'92s closest friend. \softline
Particularly now that it\'92s starting to get warm, Merrilee has almost daily conferences \softline
with Jean. At least, that\'92s what they call them. What they do mostly is lounge by the \softline
pool, soak up the sun and gossip. But every couple of months another killer app will \softline
appear, so what the hell.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Jeff Fisher was stunned. \'93My God!\'94 he exclaimed. \'93Your own family does the \softline
impossible with the user interface. Now you have the world\'92s best writing your \softline
application software to run on the finest system known to man.\'94 Then in an awe-filled \softline
voice he said, \'93And that\'92s yours, isn\'92t it?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93I\'92ve got a great team of people working for me,\'94 I replied deprecatingly.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Looking up, we noticed that there was no further activity around the computer. Jeff \softline
asked his senior staffer, a woman, how it had gone.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93It already does absolutely everything on our respective lists. Moreover, boss, as I\'92m \softline
sure you\'92ve noticed, for most of the functions it can do it our way, but already \softline
incorporates a far better way of its own.\'94 Then she broke down in tears and sobbed, \softline
\'93You\'92ll have my letter of resignation before the end of the day. Good heavens! How \softline
could we possibly have been so damned dumb?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Susie was out of her chair like a shot and sat across the woman\'92s lap. Taking her \softline
head in her hands, she tipped it and melted her lips to hers. I could see the woman\'92s \softline
eyes widen and then become glassy. She went out like a light, with Susie holding her \softline
head to keep it from hitting anything.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab When she recovered, Susie said softly, \'93Please don\'92t do that. I think you\'92re a fine \softline
person. The only thing you failed to do was to ask. Callaway has a really super customer \softline
support operation.\'94 Then she beamed and added, \'93And Mom, Sandy and I are as close \softline
as your e-mail. We would love to hear from you directly.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \ul0 \tab }{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\i\cf2\f1 \'93You?\'94}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 the woman, now at least partially recovered, asked incredulously. \'93The \softline
designers themselves would communicate with... }{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\i\cf2\f1 users?\'94}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Of course we would, Miss Clifford. If we didn\'92t \'97 and we really want to \'97 how \softline
would we ever know what improvements our customers want?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93What an incredible young woman you are, Susan,\'94 Mary Clifford said. \'93What grade \softline
are you in at school?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93I really don\'92t know,\'94 Susie replied. \'93Mom is home-schooling me.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93What genius!\'94 Clifford said. \'93And it\'92s obvious that it\'92s shared by all of you. So, in \softline
addition to being the three most beautiful women in the world... My God!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93And that\'92s why I really have it made,\'94 I interjected. \'93I have them all, along with \softline
a level of love that is beyond belief. All I can tell you is that there\'92s no way I could \softline
possibly be happier. Particularly since Jean just presented me with our first natural \softline
child, a beautiful baby boy.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Do you mean she was pregnant when those photos were taken?\'94 the woman gasped.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Mom thinks that\'92s one reason she looked as good as she did,\'94 Susie replied. \'93She \softline
thinks a woman has three pinnacles of beauty: the day she\'92s married is the first; the \softline
second \'97 at a higher level \'97 is when she\'92s carrying her child; and the third \'97 where she \softline
is now \'97 the highest level is when she\'92s nursing her infant at her breast. And I have to \softline
say that Mom is unbelievably beautiful when she\'92s nursing.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Things were definitely getting out of hand. Turning to Jeff I asked, \'93What now?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab He checked his watch and said, \'93Well, I\'92ve got to get out of here if I\'92m going to get \softline
home and make it back for the reception.\'94 Then to his staff he asked, \'93How many copies \softline
do we need to bring our Callaway utilization to 100%?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab The answer turned out to be 1,800 units, far larger than we had estimated. \'93What \softline
do you want me to sign?\'94 he asked. \'93And how soon can we get them?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93How\'92s the end of next week sound?\'94 I asked. \'93And you don\'92t need to sign anything. \softline
We\'92ll ship and bill you on 30-day terms. Okay?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Any objections, folks?\'94 he asked his staff.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Now fully recovered, they unanimously endorsed the purchase. Fisher extended his \softline
hand and said, \'93It\'92s a deal! And I\'92ll see you tonight.\'94
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{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab About 6:45 that evening, Jean appeared. It took only the briefest glance to know \softline
that she was apprehensive. And, as usual, that meant she was uncertain about her \softline
appearance. Jean was utterly gorgeous as she came and stood before me with her lip \softline
trembling. The poor girl was truly close to tears.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93My bride, the mother of our children, is utterly exquisite tonight,\'94 I breathed. I \softline
guess it was the right thing to say because she hurled herself into my arms and melted \softline
her lips to mine.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \ul0 \tab \'93When are you going to give me the beating that\'92s appropriate for a slave girl?\'94 she \softline
asked.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Whips and chains?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93If my master wishes, of course,\'94 she replied. God, I love this woman!
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93I shall consider it,\'94 I replied pontifically. \'93But what about our younger slaves?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93They look forward to being striped in a fashion similar to their mother,\'94 Jean \softline
replied. \'93In fact, Slave Sandra is looking forward to it as a final cleansing.\'94 She looked \softline
into my eyes and I saw true eagerness... and pleading. \'93Please, beloved master?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab I was stunned but shouldn\'92t have been. It was totally in keeping with Jean\'92s resolve \softline
to do anything that would increase my sexual enjoyment. A very humbling thought it \softline
was, indeed.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab I moved back to get a better look at her. To say that her beauty was overwhelming \softline
would understate the reality. The fact is that our vocabulary isn\'92t large enough to \softline
handle a woman like Jean. She was wearing a black gown similar in design to the white \softline
one she had worn when Amy and Becky were over. It was extremely simple, perfect on \softline
her, but utterly disastrous for almost any other woman alive. Its neckline was cut down \softline
to her navel, and there really was no back. It dropped away in back to a point below \softline
where the split of her buttocks began. The sides were cut up to the hip, precluding the \softline
wearing of any undergarments. All she was wearing were the gown and a pair of black \softline
patent-leather pumps. That was absolutely all! Oops! She was wearing her gold \softline
wedding band.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Although we had married with a huge diamond engagement ring and a wedding band \softline
of diamonds, Jean had insisted on a plain gold wedding band, and it\'92s all she ever wore. \softline
When I had asked her about a wedding ring for myself, she had refused. \'93If I can\'92t hold \softline
you without a ring through your nose \'97 and that\'92s what I think of men\'92s wedding bands \softline
\'97 I deserve to lose you!\'94 she exclaimed.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93I think my lovely bride needs a bit more...\'94 I murmured. Going into our bedroom, \softline
I brought out the diamond set \'97 necklace, bracelet and earrings \'97 and returned to the \softline
sitting room. I put them on her and she looked utterly magnificent... and felt the same \softline
way, I could feel.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Then the girls appeared. To my surprise, Sandy was wearing a duplicate of her \softline
mother\'92s gown. She was now within an inch of her mother\'92s height, and her breasts \softline
were now larger than Merrilee\'92s. This was the cause of constant teasing \'97 and fake \softline
tears on ML\'92s part. The fact was that Sandy appeared to be on her way to a full C cup, \softline
outdoing her mother. Her breasts had already developed to a sufficient extent to hold \softline
the two halves of her dress together.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab I looked at her thoughtfully and produced her mother\'92s diamond choker. She was \softline
already wearing her diamond ear studs. I hooked it on her neck and was surprised when \softline
she said, \'93Master, has your senior slave spoken to you about our beating?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \ul0 \tab With her eyes wide she added, \'93You can\'92t know how difficult it\'92s been for us at the \softline
monthly meeting of the body slaves\'92 union. They so proudly display their cuts and welts, \softline
while we have nothing to show. We try to assure them that we are held in high regard \softline
by our master, too, but...\'94 Her eyes widened still more as she continued, \'93...it\'92s \softline
becoming very difficult for us, Master. Please, sir?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Then I almost cried when Susie repeated the refrain. She, too, was wearing a black \softline
silk gown similar to her mother and sister. The difference being that her neckline ended \softline
at a point between where her luscious tits would someday be. But that day was not yet. \softline
She looked up at me with adoration in her eyes. For my part, I almost cried. Susan \softline
Dawson was as close to being a perfect little girl as God, in His infinite wisdom, has ever \softline
seen fit to create.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Looking down at her, I reached into my side pocket, brought out a jewel case and \softline
gave it to her. \'93This, my darling daughter, is but a very trivial payment against what \softline
you did for me and for Callaway Industries this afternoon. I love you very much, Susie.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab She opened the box and found a diamond choker similar to Sandy\'92s. \'93Oh! Oh, gosh! \softline
Oh, Daddy, it\'92s so incredibly beautiful! And it\'92s for me? Honest?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab I dropped to my knees to get closer to her size and took her in my arms. She was \softline
crying her eyes out in sheer happiness. I just held my little girl tightly and basked in her \softline
joy. Looking up at Jean, I saw that she was crying with happiness, too. And so was \softline
Sandy! What a family!
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab There was another change I noted. Befitting her station as a genuine teenager, \softline
Sandy was wearing 2-inch pumps that were identical to her mother\'92s. Now only Susan \softline
was wearing ballet slippers. But all three women were utterly gorgeous. I can\'92t \softline
adequately communicate the pride I felt. They are all mine.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab We arrived at the reception room just ahead of the first guests and took our positions \softline
as we had previously been instructed. The first arrivals came in a trickle that in no time \softline
at all became a flood. But we stood there on one side of the room while the guests \softline
congregated across the room. Very strange. And it continued!
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93This is utterly ridiculous!\'94 Jean whispered. \'93What\'92s going on?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93My darling, it\'92s very simple,\'94 I replied. \'93It\'92s called \'91awe\'92... as in awesome. And \softline
that, dear heart, applies to you! And to our girls.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93But...\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93\'91...to the manor born,\'92 dear heart. It applies to both you and the girls. You\'92re \softline
awesome! And you\'92re mine!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Sure am,\'94 she agreed as she turned and melted her lips to mine. I suspect it was \softline
intended as a light kiss, but... We\'92ve been over that a dozen times: Jean and I are \softline
incapable of pecks, and this didn\'92t break the string. Instead, as she molded her lips to \softline
mine she moved her body sinuously against me. The feeling was wonderful. As I started \softline
to come down from the high, I could hear the gasps from the guests. Sandy and Susan? \softline
They just beamed with utter delight.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \ul0 \tab Just then I saw Jeff Fisher arrive with a woman \'97 his wife, I assumed \'97 and \softline
another couple. To Jean I said, \'93I guess the time has come to get the boys and the girls \softline
together.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab She grinned at me and gripped my hand. When Jeff saw us bearing down, he went \softline
pale. Honest. He really did. I whispered to Jean, \'93Let\'92s let them get a good look.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab I was on Jean\'92s left with Sandy by her side followed by Susan. Since the girls could \softline
hear me as well as if I had been speaking in their ears, the three separated with a \softline
distance slightly wider than a close-order dress right command would produce. At a \softline
distance of about six feet, we all stopped as if on command.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Jeff and his wife \'97 and her guest and his wife \'97 just gaped. Honest to God, they \softline
did. After about a minute, Jean \'97 bless her \'97 was the first to move. Extending her \softline
hand, she closed the gap and said, \'93Mr. Fisher, both Jim and Susan have been telling us \softline
so much about you. Welcome!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab It took a moment for Jeff to regain his bearings. Then he took a deep breath, \softline
gripped Jean\'92s hand and said, \'93I can\'92t tell you how honored we are to be invited. May \softline
I present my wife, Carol, and her friend and client, Tim Madison of Casco Computing, \softline
and his wife, Gwen.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93And this is our oldest daughter, Sandy, whom you haven\'92t met.\'94 She then greeted \softline
the Madisons and introduced Susan and me.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Tim Madison grinned wryly and said, \'93I\'92m really not sure if I should be speaking to \softline
you, Jim.\'94 Then he shook his head and said, \'93I was going to say that you stole the best \softline
software designer in the world, but I know that\'92s just not true. She defected. Moreover, \softline
I know now that she wanted to work for you so badly she would have paid you to allow \softline
her to be there.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab He shook his head. \'93I spoke to her last week \'97 managed to catch her on one of her \softline
infrequent visits to your office,\'94 he grinned. \'93She tells me she spends most of her time \softline
with the user interface design group in your shop. Only today do I learn that I\'92m \softline
meeting that group \'97 all of it \'97 right now.\'94 He paused and then added, \'93And meeting \softline
your wife and daughters makes it easy to see why Merrilee would want to do that. These \softline
women \'97 all of these women \'97 are utterly incredible. You, James Dawson, are the \softline
luckiest man alive.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93I disagree with that,\'94 Jean said quietly. \'93Rather, we three are the luckiest women \softline
alive. I have the love of the world\'92s most masterful lover. Not only is he an incredibly \softline
skilled love-maker, his physical equipment is... breathtaking. And as a father to these \softline
two girls he is incomparable!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Madison frowned for a moment, obviously thinking. Then he said, \'93ML said \softline
something odd. She said she had worked directly under Jim Dawson for a while and the \softline
experience was the most incredible she would ever experience in her lifetime.\'94 He \softline
paused for a moment and continued, \'93But previously, there was talk around the office
that Merrilee had been hospitalized and had been in very serious condition. Those two \softline
statements are connected, aren\'92t they?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93No comment,\'94 Jean replied. \'93You\'92ll have to speak to ML about that.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Madison looked me over carefully with new respect. \'93Good grief!\'94 he finally \softline
exclaimed. \'93You really are a giant, aren\'92t you? Your suit is beautifully tailored, but now \softline
I can see that your jacket\'92s upper arms are larger than normal; that\'92s to accommodate \softline
very powerful muscles, isn\'92t it? And it\'92s probably custom-made, too because your waist \softline
and hips are small but your thighs are like tree trunks. How much do you weigh, \softline
anyway?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93About 230 or so, I guess.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93And your wife?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93You\'92ll have to ask her,\'94 I replied with a smile.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93You\'92re definitely getting warm,\'94 Jean replied with a very warm smile. \'93I guess I\'92m \softline
about 120.\'94 Then she frowned and added, \'93I\'92m really pretty small on top.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Small? Hah!\'94 Carol Fisher exclaimed. She carefully looked over Jean\'92s gown and \softline
then said, \'93You\'92re wearing nothing at all under that, are you? You really can\'92t be the \softline
way it\'92s cut.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab At that comment Jean laughed merrily. \'93You\'92re right, of course. And since the \softline
gown is silk and silk can be very light in weight\'97 and this gown is \'97 with the exception \softline
of my shoes, I wouldn\'92t be surprised if my jewels don\'92t weigh more than the rest of my \softline
clothing. The same thing is true of Sandy and Susan.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93What a perfect body!\'94 Carol exclaimed. \'93But tell me more about James Dawson, \softline
lover.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Instead of directly answering the question, Jean asked, \'93How many orgasms have \softline
you had in the last seven days, Carol?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab The woman was embarrassed. \'93I don\'92t know. One? Two? Something like that. But \softline
why do you ask?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Because you asked me about Jim as a lover. I guess I average about 60 minutes in \softline
orgasm each day. And I mean }{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\i\cf2\f1 every}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 day.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab By this time, other guests had moved closer and were surrounding us. Jean\'92s \softline
remark triggered a collective gasp from the group.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93And, by the way,\'94 Jean continued with a big grin. \'93Now I\'92m a member of the Mile-High Club. And it was great.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93But let me respond in a different way. Before I met Jim Dawson, I had never had \softline
an orgasm in my life. Now? Although I\'92m sure Jim is so strong he could easily lift me \softline
up in the air with one hand...\'94 She cocked her head, appeared to think for a moment and \softline
interjected, \'93Yeah! I\'92ll have to try that sometime.\'94 Then she continued, \'93... but at the \softline
same time, he has such a delicately tender touch he can \'97 and has \'97 gotten me off by \softline
just caressing my body.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \ul0 \tab \'93There\'92s so much more. I can\'92t hope to count the number of different ways Jim \softline
knows to make love to me. But it\'92s a big number! And whichever way he chooses \'97 and \softline
he\'92s the one who decides without ever asking me \'97 turns out to be utterly perfect for \softline
the way I\'92m feeling.\'94 Then she smiled warmly and added, \'93But you know what\'92s funny? \softline
He knows me better than I know myself. Often the way he does it is very different from \softline
what I expected or thought I wanted, but his way is always better. And I mean }{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\i\cf2\f1 always!\'94}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \softline
To Carol she asked, \'93Does that answer your question?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Wow!\'94 the woman breathed. \'93I guess it does!\'94 Then Carol changed the subject. \softline
\'93This afternoon I had a long talk with Paul Sanderson.\'94 To the people surrounding us \softline
she explained, \'93Paul is considered the finest portrait photographer in the world today. \softline
And he\'92s the one who shot all the Tiffany\'92s pictures that these women have appeared \softline
in.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab To Jean she continued, \'93Anyway, Paul claims that you three women are the finest \softline
model he\'92s ever worked with. No one else is even close. Furthermore, my persons are \softline
accurate, if odd. The three of you together work as a single model. It\'92s uncanny. \softline
Beyond that, though, he\'92s been utterly astonished at your innate knowledge of \softline
photography, composition, lighting...\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab She smiled warmly and said, \'93Paul believes that your daughter, Sandy, scarcely into \softline
her teens, already knows more than the top lighting experts in the business. She very \softline
quietly and diffidently offered a couple of suggestions including one on a problem Paul \softline
and his whole crew had been working on for hours. Sandy solved it in a matter of \softline
seconds. Beyond that, though, the effect she achieved was far better than what he and \softline
his crew had been hoping for. He firmly believes that at least half the credit for the \softline
finished photos belongs to her.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Then, of course,\'94 Carol continued, \'93Paul believes that you could model for any \softline
advertiser out there.\'94 She grinned and added, \'93I know something you don\'92t know, \softline
unless you\'92ve spoken to Paul within the last four hours. BMW is a big client of his. He \softline
was speaking to the general manager of their North American operations and mentioned \softline
that Jim drives a BMW M-5. The guy went wild! And he\'92s smart as hell, too. He knows \softline
you\'92re not doing this for the money. You\'92re doing it because you like Tiffany\'92s people \softline
and its products.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93So what\'92s BMW thinking about? First if you were to agree to appear in their \softline
advertising, the choice of locations for the shoots would be solely yours. Chicago, \softline
Munich, Australia... anywhere. BMW would pay all expenses, furnish private jet \softline
transportation, the finest accommodations and everything that goes with it, plus $25,000 \softline
a day for the work if you will appear in their advertis-ing.\'94 She grinned broadly and \softline
continued, \'93And your \'91work\'92 starts when a limousine picks you up at your home and the \softline
meter doesn\'92t shut off until you\'92re delivered back home.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93But then there are the goodies on top. They know that Sandy is too young to drive. \softline
Nevertheless, they are offering her an all-expense 60-day course at the world\'92s finest \softline
driving school. This is one that trains race drivers. On her 16}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\super\cf2\f1 th}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 birthday they will give
her any BMW she wants \'97 any model or color \'97 and replace it with a new one every \softline
year thereafter. And the same offer goes for all three of you.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Would BMW like you women to appear in their advertising? Offering a million-dollar package suggests they sure would!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Oh, Mommy!\'94 Sandy squealed. \'93That sounds so incredibly neat! Could we?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93We\'92ll see, sweetie,\'94 Jean replied noncommittally, but I could tell she was interested \softline
and even excited herself. No wonder she and the girls had so much fun together. In \softline
many ways she has the same enthusiasms as a young girl herself.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Carol changed the subject. \'93There was one other thing. Paul referred to an ad \softline
layout that\'92s been done and the photo shot, but that is awaiting your clearance before \softline
anything more happens. He refused to tell me a thing about it, but told me its name is \softline
Bare Essentials. If I wanted to see it, he said, I would have to ask you.\'94 She smiled \softline
warmly and asked, \'93May I see it?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Jean just nodded once to Susie who scampered out to the reception room. In only \softline
a few minutes she was back carrying the large envelope containing the layout.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab She gave it to her mother who passed it over to Carol. \'93This is the layout he referred \softline
to,\'94 Jean said. \'93And as an advertising professional, I would appreciate your opinion.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Carol took the layout from the envelope and looked at it. Her eyes widened and she \softline
let out a soft whistle. \'93May I show it to the others?\'94 she asked.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Jean just nodded once and Carol passed it on to a bystander. Then she asked, \'93Well? \softline
What do you think of it?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93What do I think?\'94 the woman responded. \'93It\'92s the most beautiful and the most \softline
effective advertisement I\'92ve ever seen is what I think.\'94 Then she slowly shook her head \softline
and added, \'93Paul did tell me one more thing about it. It\'92s not his ad or Tiffany\'92s agency; \softline
it\'92s yours.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab She paused to collect her thoughts and then continued, \'93I always thought a woman\'92s \softline
back was sort of ugly. But you three! Incredible beauty, dignity and grace.\'94 She \softline
grinned and added, \'93I\'92ve never seen the word dignity juxtaposed with nudity, but it \softline
really applies here. \'91To the manor born.\'92 That says it all with respect to you and your \softline
daughters.\'94 Then she looked at Jean and with the utmost sincerity said, \'93You simply \softline
must give permission for this ad to run! It\'92s the best ad I\'92ve ever seen.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Similarly, there were rave notices from everyone who looked at the ad as it passed \softline
from hand to hand. The most common response was, \'93What incredible elegance!\'94 or \softline
words to that effect.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Jean just looked at me and I nodded my head forcefully. \'93Modesty has never been \softline
your strongest suit, my darling,\'94 I whispered. \'93Thank God!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93It\'92s not?\'94 Jean remarked with her eyes gleaming. \'93Gee! Whatever could have \softline
given you that idea? Besides,\'94 she pouted, \'93I always thought you appreciated the easy \softline
access to my bodily openings.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \ul0 \tab \'93I do! Indeed I do.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab She indicated to Carol that she was going to allow the ad to run and then began to \softline
circulate among the crowd, introducing herself as she went. The girls scattered and did \softline
the same thing, moving with the same unconscious grace their mother displayed.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab As the crowd dispersed, I found myself alone with Tim Madison. \'93Jim, I guess it\'92s \softline
time for Casco to surrender.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93I beg your pardon?\'94 I replied in astonishment.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93We surrender... give up. What\'92s so hard to understand about that?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab I shook my head as if to clear it and replied, \'93But I\'92m unaware of any fight between \softline
us.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab That caused him to chuckle. \'93You\'92re right in a way. Our board of directors never \softline
passed a formal declaration of war. But we\'92ve been fighting you folks for a long time.\'94 \softline
He grinned and added, \'93I\'92ll also admit that it\'92s been a one-way war. We\'92ve been fighting \softline
you while you folks have been concentrating on your business and minting money.\'94 He \softline
paused and then went on. We thought about a merger or acquisition, but with Jack and \softline
Kate Callaway still owning 90% of the damned thing, you would end up owning us. So \softline
instead, we surrender.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Then with a broad smile he said, \'93We\'92re much bigger than Jeff\'92s outfit, so instead \softline
of about ten people working on systems, we\'92re somewhere north of 30 on this project. \softline
That being the case would it be possible for all of your women to spend some time with \softline
us tomorrow? Say... ten o\'92clock?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93I\'92m sure they would be happy to oblige,\'94 I replied.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Then Tim said, \'93There were a couple of strange elements in that magnificent layout, \softline
though. In the first place, Sandy was wearing a bracelet, but it wasn\'92t mentioned in the \softline
ad. Second, I\'92m almost certain I saw some strange shadows or something on both girls\'92 \softline
flanks. Or was I imagining things?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Before I could respond, Gwen Madison rejoined us with Sandy following in her wake. \softline
\'93Tim, we simply must go to that open house Tiffany\'92s is having the day after tomorrow. \softline
I\'92ve been talking with Sandy and she says she\'92ll have a couple of sketches for pieces she \softline
thinks would look good on me. Could we go? Please?\'94 she asked with her eyes wide.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab I took advantage of the opportunity and asked Sandy to go and get her bracelet. \softline
That\'92s all it took. She knew exactly what I meant.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab A few minutes later she was back wearing her bracelet on her wrist. Safer that way. \softline
Less likely accidentally to drop down an elevator shaft.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Meanwhile, Susie and Jean continued to work the crowd like very experienced \softline
politicians missing no one. Remarkable!
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab To Tim I said, \'93You asked about those shadows. I\'92ll show you what they are. Sandy, \softline
show Mr. Madison your brand.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \ul0 \tab Her eyes widened, but Sandy turned her side toward the Madisons and lifted up the \softline
right rear panel of her skirt. Because it was slit to the waist, her brand was instantly \softline
exposed. She just held her skirt that way and looked at me.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab The Madisons were utterly aghast. \'93My God!\'94 Tim breathed. \'93Who would ever do \softline
a thing like that to such an incredible girl?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab I motioned to Sandy to let her skirt down which she instantly did with relief obvious \softline
on her face. Nonetheless, she would have remained exposed indefinitely if that\'92s what \softline
I had asked her to do.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Quickly I explained Susan and Sandy\'92s slavery and what they had done for each \softline
other and what had been done to them. By the time I finished, both Madisons appeared \softline
to be ill. I concluded by saying, \'93What you saw in that picture were two of the three \softline
brands these girls carry on their flanks.\'94 Then to Sandy I said, \'93Hand your bracelet to \softline
the Madisons, please, sweetie.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Tim Madison took it and his hand dropped from the unexpectedly heavy weight of \softline
the 18-carat gold. Then he turned it over, and with Gwen by his side the two of them \softline
read aloud, \'93To my darling daughter, Sandy, who will wear the marks of her overwhelming love and courage for the rest of her life, from her father who adores her.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab At that Gwen Madison just began to bawl. Tim held out his arms to her and she \softline
went to him. Gently he pulled her close and I could see there were tears in his eyes, too, \softline
as he looked over his crying wife\'92s shoulder at Sandy. \'93My dear,\'94 he whispered, \'93your \softline
dad is absolutely correct. And this is the most beautiful piece with the most beautiful \softline
inscription I\'92ve ever seen.\'94 He paused and then added, \'93I guess that\'92s what you and \softline
your mother have been trying to tell us, isn\'92t it? Your dad is just a truly great guy.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93But... But... Do you think a guy could ever...?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Sandra Dawson, you are youthful perfection! Those marks you wear bear evidence \softline
to the truth of that inscription.\'94 He looked deeply into her eyes. \'93My God! You truly \softline
are female perfection! And the beauty you show the world is but a tiny fraction of your \softline
beauty inside.\'94 Slowly he shook his head and concluded, \'93Woman, you are utterly \softline
devastating! And believe me when I tell you that any guy who would be put off by your \softline
brands, regardless of his appearance and credentials, would be a worthless scum! \softline
Understand?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Sandy had been studying Tim\'92s eyes. Finally she said softly, \'93You\'92re really serious, \softline
aren\'92t you, Mr. Madison.\'94 She shook her head as if to clear it and then continued, \softline
\'93You\'92re not saying those words to make me feel good; you really mean them, don\'92t you?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93I sure as hell do!\'94 Tim exclaimed.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Then Gwen Madison left Tim\'92s arms, held out her arms to Sandy and said, \'93My only \softline
regret is that we don\'92t have a son anywhere near your age, Sandy. You are truly a \softline
mother\'92s dream come true. Now may I have a kiss? Please?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Unfortunately, Sandy\'92s joy and enthusiasm overcame her natural caution. She \softline
really unloaded on Gwen with predictable \'97 and inevitable \'97 results. The woman
passed out. Fortunately, not only does Sandy have amazingly quick reflexes, she was \softline
almost as strong as her mother at the time. She easily held her up with one arm while \softline
cradling the woman\'92s head in her other hand to keep it from flopping and giving her a \softline
neck strain.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Tim just watched in utter amazement as Sandy effortlessly supported his wife whose \softline
weight was probably 50% greater than her own. Moreover, he had seen with his own \softline
eyes that it was the power of Sandy\'92s kiss that had put Gwen out.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Slowly the woman recovered, but Sandy continued to hold her. Her eyes slowly lost \softline
their glassiness and then she stood up straight.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab It was only then that Sandy released her saying, \'93I\'92m terribly sorry, Mrs. Madison! \softline
I didn\'92t mean...\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Stop!\'94 Gwen commanded. \'93Don\'92t you dare say another word, young lady!\'94 Then \softline
she sighed, took a deep breath and said softly, \'93Tim, I\'92ll remember that kiss for the rest \softline
of my life. And I\'92ll be floating on Cloud 9 for days.\'94 To Sandy she said, \'93All you did, \softline
Sandra Dawson, is to confirm exactly what I just said: You are a mother\'92s dream come \softline
true. And you have so much love to give! It\'92s unreal.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Then she changed the subject slightly. \'93How about your mother and dad? How is \softline
it with them?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93With them? A kiss such as I just gave you would be about 10% \'97 maybe! \'97 of the \softline
power of the kisses they routinely exchange. Either of them can put Susie or me out like \softline
lights at any time. Does that answer your question?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Tim, this is utterly unreal! You\'92re 99% certain that Jim Dawson put Merrilee \softline
Adams in the hospital. And it\'92s clear to me that he did it with love. He has more power \softline
than any woman can stand... except for his magnificent wife, Jean.\'94 She just slowly \softline
shook her head and muttered, \'93Good Lord!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab At that point I spoke up. \'93Thank you both, very much, for what you\'92ve said to \softline
Sandy. We\'92ve been telling her the same thing for a very long time, but you know how \softline
children are: In a matter like this, their parents are just being nice to them or are \softline
blinded by love. It really helps for Sandy to hear this from people she\'92s only meeting for \softline
the first time.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93It\'92s the God\'92s-honest truth is all,\'94 Gwen Madison said. Then to her husband she \softline
said, \'93Darling, I hope you\'92re going to give up that war you\'92ve been fighting with \softline
Callaway. I now know that you can\'92t ever hope to win.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93I know it, too, sweetie,\'94 Tim replied. \'93That\'92s why surrender terms will be arranged \softline
in our Board conference room tomorrow morning at ten.\'94 Then he grinned and added, \softline
\'93We tried to get the quarterdeck of USS Missouri, but it was booked.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab His wife lightly punched him on the arm and with a big grin said, \'93Timothy Madison, \softline
you\'92re impossible!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab With his eyes wide, Tim replied, \'93Darling, you\'92ve been telling me that for years. And \softline
you know what? I think you\'92ve been right all along.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \ul0 \tab With that Tim took his wife into his arms and melted her with a kiss. Although she \softline
was getting a bit on the matronly side, she sinuously moved her body against his and \softline
returned his kiss with increasing passion. When they finally eased apart, she murmured, \softline
\'93Oh, shit!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93What\'92s that mean?\'94 Tim asked.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93It means I forgot to renew my pill prescription is what \'91oh, shit\'92 means!\'94 she replied \softline
with her eyes dancing.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93So what?\'94 Tim responded. \'93We\'92ve got lots of money. We can easily afford another \softline
child. And since this wouldn\'92t be your first pregnancy...\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Do you really mean that?\'94 Gwen asked softly.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93I sure as hell do!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab To Sandy Gwen said, \'93You and your mother are utterly perfect physical specimens. \softline
Does... Does your mother... coach?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Yes, she does, ma\'92am,\'94 Sandy replied. Then with a lovely smile she added, \'93Since \softline
Casco just surrendered, you could consider it a part of post-war reconstruction. Like \softline
what we did in Germany and Japan. How does that sound?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93It sounds like the incredible love that all the Dawsons \'97 even you, Jim \'97 carry \softline
inside.\'94 Then to her husband she said, \'93I can\'92t wait to get you home!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab I left the Madisons with the agreement to meet Tim at Casco\'92s headquarters at 10 \softline
the next morning. While Sandy drifted off among the guests, I joined Jean. Then I just \softline
followed in her wake as she greeted every single person at the reception. And you know \softline
what? In that incomparable brain of hers, every person was now an individual file in her \softline
database and could be called up in detail \'97 along with every word said \'97 in an instant.
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{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab After a late dinner at San Francisco\'92s premier seafood house, we returned to the \softline
hotel. When we were back in our room, Jean gave me her most winsome smile and \softline
asked, \'93Sweetie, could you give us fifteen minutes? Maybe you could look over that \softline
Executive Aviation material, or something...\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab I said I would and gave her a light kiss. But you know how that works by now. The \softline
feel of her molding her body to mine through that silk tissue that passed as a dress was \softline
unreal. And it contained the unspoken promise of much more to come.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab One thing I had learned about Jean and the girls: When they said fifteen minutes, \softline
that\'92s what they meant: not fourteen, or sixteen, either. At the appointed moment, I \softline
entered our bedroom.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab There were Jean and Sandy wearing identical gossamer gowns. They were the same \softline
as Sandy had worn on her fourteenth birthday. They were propped at the head of the \softline
bed with their shoulders touching. Between them was Susie, absolutely naked except \softline
for the diamond choker I had given her that evening. The two older women had their
legs spread wide apart. Susie had her feet together, but her knees spread wide opening \softline
up her cunt for me. She was the centerpiece in the vista.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93And what\'92s all this?\'94 I demanded.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93It\'92s been such an incredibly great day, Daddy,\'94 Susie replied, \'93I thought maybe you \softline
might like to end it by popping a cherry or two. I\'92m very tight, Daddy, and I\'92m sure you \softline
would really love it. Would you? There\'92s more, too. I\'92m sure I\'92ll bleed beautifully for \softline
you, if you take me.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Susan Dawson, we agreed to your fourteenth birthday, didn\'92t we?\'94 I demanded.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Yes, sir,\'94 she replied glumly.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Well? Are you fourteen yet?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93No, sir,\'94 she pouted.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab At the foot of the bed I just held out my arms. With a happy squeal, Susie bounced \softline
to her feet on the bed and ran to me. With me standing on the floor and Susan on the \softline
bed, the height was perfect. She wrapped her arms around my neck and merged her lips \softline
with mine. It was truly lovely.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab For my part, I kept increasing the intensity of our kiss until I put her out. Then I \softline
just held her tightly and waited. When she recovered, I gave her one very hard spank \softline
right over her brand and said, \'93That\'92s for trying to seduce your father before you\'92re old \softline
enough. Understand?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Tears were in her eyes \'97 I had really hit her hard \'97 but they were filled with sheer \softline
love. \'93Daddy, tonight I really feel strange. It\'92s... it\'92s...\'94 She stopped, shook her head \softline
and started again. \'93You are my father. I am the fruit of your loins and mother\'92s. You \softline
two are my real parents. And you\'92re Sandy\'92s too. It\'92s such an incredible feeling! We\'92re \softline
not adopted any more. We\'92re your real daughters. Does that sound weird, or what?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93No, my darling daughter, it doesn\'92t at all. Now will you give your dad another \softline
kiss?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab The kiss was like no other I had ever received. Her lips were merged with mine and \softline
her tongue was dancing in my mouth. At the same time there was a flow of the purest \softline
love, verging on adoration. And, damn it, she }{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\i\cf2\f1 was}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 my daughter... and still is! When she \softline
eased up on her kiss, she put her head on my shoulder and I just hugged her tightly. I \softline
could feel her slender body tremble with emotion.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab When she calmed down, I said softly, \'93I love you so very much, my darling daughter. \softline
My true daughter, the fruit of my loins and Jean Dawson\'92s womb. And my darling, no \softline
womb has ever borne sweeter fruit.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Oh, Daddy!\'94 she screamed. \'93You\'92re so utterly wonderful!\'94 With that I got another \softline
incredibly sweet kiss.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Finally it ended and I looked at Jean and Sandy. Tears were running down both \softline
their cheeks but both were smiling lovingly. \'93Now what about you two?\'94 I asked.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \ul0 \tab \'93We thought our lord and master should have his choice of cunts tonight. Both are \softline
sweet, but one offers youth and greater resilience, while the other offers experience and \softline
greater muscle control. The choice is yours, master,\'94 Jean said softly.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab I thought for a moment \'97 the instant I saw them arrayed on the bed I knew \softline
something like this was coming \'97 and declared, \'93I will take you both. I want you side \softline
by side.\'94 Jean was to my right, so I told her to put her right leg over Sandy\'92s left and \softline
get their pelvises up. \'93I will start with youth and give her one stroke with my cock. \softline
Then two for her mother, then three for Sandy. This will continue until I cum. The one \softline
in whose cunt I cum will be the winner; the other will be punished. Are you prepared \softline
for your master?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Instantly, they were. Moving between Sandy\'92s widespread thighs I eased my cock \softline
into her very tight vagina as she held her pelvis up off the bed to improve my line. Then \softline
I moved to Jean and then back to Sandy. The two women were incredible, and Jean had \softline
\'97 as usual \'97 been correct. She had the experience while Sandy had the more supple \softline
cunt. While I was probing their cunts, the two women were kissing and using one hand \softline
to caress the other\'92s breasts and nipples. After the first few strokes, the one who wasn\'92t \softline
being fucked used her other hand to masturbate to maintain a steady flow of her cuntal \softline
fluids. Susan joined in, kissing her mother with all the passion she could muster.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab When the count reached ten, I raised the girl\'92s torso, nibbled on her nipples and then \softline
melted my lips to hers. The first time I did this with Sandy, the girl used her vaginal \softline
muscles \'97 not as expertly as Jean, but she was learning fast \'97 to massage my cock \softline
while whispering, \'93Thank you, Father, for using the marvelous cock that created me to \softline
give me such joy! Dear Father, I adore you!\'94 With that she gave me the most passionate \softline
and loving kiss I had ever received from her. When I pulled back far enough to focus on \softline
her, her eyes were utterly joyous.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab It was the most incredible lovemaking of my life. And I think it was for the girls, too. \softline
The room soon took on the musky odor of released passion as everyone joined in the love \softline
fest.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab I don\'92t know where we were in the count when I lost it. I guess we were at least into \softline
the thirties. Both women had had numerous orgasms during the process but finally Jean \softline
used her incredible internal muscles and screamed, \'93Cum with me, my husband.}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\i\cf2\f1 Cum \softline
with me!\'94}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab And I did. Did I ever! Our mutual orgasm was utterly mind-blowing for both of us. \softline
But Jean didn\'92t lose consciousness. While her cunt was still pulsing to draw out even \softline
more cum, she looked at me with the most incredibly loving look in her eyes and said, \softline
\'93My darling husband, I think you\'92ve just caught me again! And I couldn\'92t be any \softline
happier.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab As it turned out, she was correct. When later I tried to apologize, she smiled warmly \softline
and said, \'93I have a very efficient husband. Now that he has me, he doesn\'92t want a single \softline
luscious egg to go to waste.\'94 Then she grinned and added, \'93Besides... I }{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\i\cf2\f1 hate}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 periods! \softline
And now I won\'92t have one.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \ul0 \tab Sandy looked at me sadly and asked, \'93How many strokes with your hard hand, \softline
Master?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93How does twenty sound?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab She shook her head sadly and replied, \'93It doesn\'92t sound like enough. I mean... Good \softline
grief! You took over thirty strokes inside me, but I couldn\'92t get my loving father and \softline
master to cum. I think thirty would be better.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93We\'92ll make it 25,\'94 I pronounced.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab After receiving 12 hard smacks on one side, as she hobbled around my legs she said, \softline
\'93Wouldn\'92t it be so much better, master, to be using a whip? That way you wouldn\'92t be \softline
hurting your hand so much. And it would leave such lovely bloody stripes on my \softline
worthless body, too.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab With that she lay across my left leg and received the last 13 spanks. The poor kid \softline
was really hurting when it was all over, but still she took my right hand, kissed it and \softline
licked it and apologized for hurting it with her hard ass. Then without saying a word, \softline
she just looked up at me wistfully.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93On your knees, slave, and spread those ass cheeks!\'94 I commanded.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Sandy\'92s eyes lit up like a Christmas tree. In an instant she was on her face with her \softline
knees under her body raising her ass in the air. Ignoring what must have been \softline
considerable pain, she spread her tight buns as far apart as she could to open her amber \softline
hole.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab I moved between her legs, positioned my cock and drove deep into her. From the \softline
corner of my eye I could see Susie feasting on her mother\'92s cunt, extracting as much of \softline
our mixed fluids as she could.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab As I slammed into Sandy\'92s bruised ass, all I could hear was her muffled voice \'97 her \softline
face was on the bed \'97 crying, \'93Harder! Fuck me harder, Daddy! Really slam into my \softline
too-tight little asshole!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab By this time, Susie had finished with her mother and had wriggled under Sandy\'92s \softline
belly to position her mouth at her cunt. At the same time, Jean had lifted Sandy\'92s torso \softline
off the bed and positioned her mouth under hers. The two were exchanging passionate \softline
kisses; not what one would normally expect between mother and daughter. But I guess \softline
we really are sort of different.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Finally I could hold back no longer. Screaming, }{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\i\cf2\f1 \'93I\'92m cuming!\'94}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 I really unloaded. \softline
As I did, I really slammed my cock to the root in Sandy\'92s lovely asshole and slammed my \softline
thighs into her tortured buns at the same time. She went off like a rocket! Her whole \softline
body was in spasm as my cum flooded her bowels.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab She just screamed. The sound was totally inchoate, but it was a sound of passion \softline
and joy. Then she just collapsed as her nervous system was overloaded and shorted out.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab When Susie finished swallowing her sister\'92s luscious cream, she moved around and \softline
began to probe her still-stretched asshole to extract as much of my cum as she could.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \ul0 \tab Me? I just collapsed on the bed. That was the last thing I knew for quite awhile.
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{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab The next thing I knew, it was late at night, probably after 3:00. I heard, \'93My \softline
husband, I need you.\'94 I was awake instantly.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Sandy was sleeping soundly beside me, but there was a vacancy where Jean would \softline
normally have been. Susan was sleeping next to the space.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab I eased out of bed, going down to the foot so as not to disturb Sandy, and went out \softline
to the sitting room. I was careful opening the door so as not to allow much light in. \softline
There I found Jean nursing Jamey. The smile I received was the very warmest ever.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93It really works!\'94 she whispered.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93What works?\'94 I asked, demonstrating my usual acumen.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Instead of answering directly, Jean said, \'93Something very special happened today, \softline
my darling. I received a communication \'97 and the girls did too \'97 from home... \softline
wherever that may be. The message is that we\'92ve been singularly blessed. Jim, you \softline
heard from the girls that they are the fruit of your loins... and mine. And you know \softline
what? If we were to have DNA testing done, it would prove it. They have it exactly \softline
right: They are truly your daughters and mine.\'94 She paused and added, \'93I couldn\'92t be \softline
happier!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93But... But why?\'94 I asked in my usually intelligent fashion.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Because, my darling, the powers \'97 whoever they may be \'97 have decided that you \softline
are the perfect mate. They feel that what you have done \'97 and are doing \'97 with our \softline
daughters is simply perfect. So anyway, they\'92re now really ours.\'94 She looked at me and \softline
asked softly, \'93What do you think?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93I think I\'92m the luckiest man on the face of the earth, is what I think. My darling, \softline
tonight was not to be believed. You are so good and so loving \'97 as is Sandy \'97 I\'92m \softline
spoiled rotten.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Then I changed the subject. \'93But what\'92s this thing about whips? I thought it was \softline
a joke, but now I\'92m really not so sure. And why did you all bring it up now, here?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93No, my darling husband,\'94 Jean replied softly. \'93It\'92s not a joke at all. I want to be \softline
beaten \'97 }{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\i\cf2\f1 need to be beaten!}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \'97 for all the terrible things I\'92ve done. God may have \softline
forgiven me, but I haven\'92t forgiven myself. I really and truly need it! As far as the girls \softline
are concerned, you\'92ve heard it before. Hell! You\'92ve told the story many times yourself. \softline
You\'92ve heard how they would be beaten into unconsciousness every week. You\'92ve heard \softline
how Susie, usually the first to recover, would spend the rest of the night licking her \softline
sisters\'92 wounds. Well, they believe \'97 as do I \'97 that a severe beating from you will \softline
exorcise the last of their demons. Please, my darling? I know \'97 I really }{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\i\cf2\f1 do}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 know \'97 how \softline
hard it will be for you. But please?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Why did the subject come up way out here?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \ul0 \tab She grinned and replied, \'93Because San Francisco is the land of the kinks, is why.\'94 \softline
She was truly happy and grinning as she said, \'93My darling, we live in the Midwest... the \softline
very conservative Midwest. We don\'92t have nearly the assortment of whips and chains \softline
that are available out here.\'94 She paused and then exclaimed, \'93Whoops! Our youngest \softline
is back to sleep. Let me put him back to bed.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab With that she disappeared into the other bedroom. (By the way, what\'92s wrong with \softline
this picture? Two adults and two girls share a single king sized bed, while an infant has \softline
a bedroom to himself. Hmm. I\'92ll have to think about that one.)
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab In a few minutes Jean was back. And she looked utterly exquisite. She appeared \softline
different and even more beautiful than when she had taken Jamey back to his bed. Even \softline
though I\'92m a slow learner at times, I realized that Jean had redone her makeup after \softline
putting the baby back to bed. What a woman!
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93There\'92s something else, though,\'94 I said. \'93When I came out here after you called, \softline
you said, \'91It works!\'92 or something like it. What did you mean?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab She came into my arms before she replied. \'93I said it because I hadn\'92t uttered a \softline
single word. It\'92s a part of your becoming our daughters\'92 real father. I can communicate \softline
with you \'97 and you with me \'97 mentally. Darling, I didn\'92t }{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\i\cf2\f1 say}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 it, I }{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\i\cf2\f1 thought}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 it. And it \softline
worked. And it worked in spite of your being a very sound sleeper.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab I was holding my wife in my arms while she was telling me this. \'93Would my \softline
magnificent wife allow her husband to make love to her on the carpet?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab With her eyes dancing, she replied, \'93I thought you would never ask!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab The result? Unbelievable!
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{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Early the next day I found Sandy in the bathroom with her back to the mirror \softline
looking at her bruised buns. \'93And how is my lovely slave girl this morning?\'94 I asked.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93If you must know, dear father and master, I\'92m pissed!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93And why are you pissed?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Because there won\'92t be another meeting of the body slaves\'92 union I can attend for \softline
weeks is why.\'94 Then with her eyes wide she added, \'93Boy! Could I ever fix those no-mind \softline
little bitches with these bruises. While they\'92re lording it over everyone with their whip \softline
cuts, I could brag that mine were inflicted by my loving master with his }{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\i\cf2\f1 very own hand!}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \softline
And by direct contact with my bottom, too!\'94 She touched one of her bruises and winced.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Then her face fell as she continued, \'93Of course, I could be in big trouble if they asked \softline
why I was beaten in the first place. I would have to admit that I was unable to get my \softline
loving master to cum in my cunt; that I was defeated by another slave.\'94 Then she \softline
brightened and added, \'93Of course, the other slave is my mother whom I adore.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Sandy looked at me and said, \'93Daddy master, watching you and Mom together is \softline
unreal. You are so utterly perfect together!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \ul0 \tab Jean had just joined us in the bathroom, naked, as usual. She joined the conversation, saying, \'93Your father is the perfect lover!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Sandy looked hard at Jean and then said accusingly, \'93He fucked you again, didn\'92t \softline
he? After Susie and I were asleep! He did, didn\'92t he?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Of course he did, darling,\'94 Jean said blithely. \'93And it was the very best ever.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93But there was no one to clean up...\'94 Sandy complained.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Oh?\'94 Jean responded with a raised eyebrow. \'93We were there. Your father did a \softline
lovely job of cleaning my cunt and I think I did a more than adequate job with his prick.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93You didn\'92t...\'94 Sandy said with her eyes wide.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Make him cum again in my mouth? Is that what you\'92re trying to say?\'94 Jean \softline
replied, barely able to control her grin.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Sandy could only nod her head with her eyes wide.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Of course I did,\'94 Jean replied with a self-satisfied smirk. \'93And it was luscious, too! \softline
So nice and fresh...\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Mommy, I would really hate you if I didn\'92t love you so damn... darned much. And \softline
you and Dad are just so great together.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Jean ended the acting and took Sandy in her arms. It was lovely to see the two now \softline
nearly-identical bodies merged. \'93My darling daughter, your father is the finest lover \softline
alive in the world today. And he just keeps getting better! I almost can\'92t believe it.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93I love you, Mommy,\'94 the girl breathed. Then turning to me she said, \'93And I utterly \softline
adore my father and master!\'94
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{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab At ten I was the proudest man in the universe as I escorted my wife and daughters \softline
into the headquarters of Casco Corporation. The women were simply stunning. All \softline
three were wearing suits \'97 perfect for San Francisco\'92s weather \'97 and Jean had even \softline
fixed their hair in a variation of a bun at the back of their necks. The poor receptionist, \softline
who had been alerted to the identities of the expected guests, nonetheless gaped.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Unbelievable!\'94 she murmured as she called Madison\'92s office to tell him we had \softline
arrived. Then throwing caution to the winds she stammered, \'93Mrs. Dawson, could I \softline
possibly have your autograph? You are the three most beautiful women in the world!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Turning to me she asked, \'93How does it feel to be married to a woman as gorgeous \softline
as your wife and to have fathered two such perfect girls?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab As I started to respond, Jean had taken the paper the girl offered, asked her name \softline
and started to write. She passed it to Sandy who wrote something and then passed it to \softline
Susan who did the same thing.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab I said, \'93I\'92m the luckiest man on the planet is the way I feel. You see, Karen, these \softline
women focus their attention on making me the happiest man alive. And with their \softline
natural equipment, the result is... outstanding!\'94 (It seemed like more things had
happened as a result of becoming the girls\'92 real father. I seemed to be developing the \softline
same incredible hearing they had so I heard the girl when she whispered her name, \softline
Karen Combs, to Jean.)
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Susan slid the paper back to Karen who looked at it and gasped. Then she looked \softline
up at the girls with sheer adoration in her eyes. \'93You three are utterly unreal! Never \softline
in my life...\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab All three had written warm personal messages in their beautiful handwriting, and \softline
Sandy had even sketched Karen\'92s face capturing her charm in just a few lines. And until \softline
a few short hours before, I didn\'92t know Sandy had any artistic ability at all.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab The girl kept studying my women and finally said, \'93As beautiful as you all are on the \softline
outside, it\'92s just a very small fraction of your beauty within.\'94 With a warm sigh she \softline
concluded, \'93You\'92re simply perfect!\'94 There was a dreamy look in her eyes as we went off \softline
to the board room.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Tim Madison let out a soft whistle when he saw my women. (What a feeling it is to \softline
be able to say, \'93my women\'94!) Then he just said softly, \'93Unbelievable!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab I stood in the back of the room while he introduced them. He truly behaved like a \softline
proud father as he did. Then they split up with each girl joining a different group of \softline
about ten Casco staffers each and began doing with them what Susan had done with \softline
Fisher\'92s people the day before.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab He joined me in the back with a grin on his face.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93What\'92s so funny?\'94 I asked.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab He was slowly shaking his head as he replied, \'93A short time ago I got a call from \softline
Carol Fisher. What a nut! As you may know, she and Jeff get pretty kinky. And she \softline
knows I get a charge out of hearing what goes on. Well, it seems that last night took the \softline
cake. She had promised Jeff that he could do anything to her (which I already knew). \softline
Well, he did.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93First of all,\'94 Tim related, \'93he refused to allow Carol any restraints of any kind. No \softline
ropes, no gags, no nothing. Then he had her on her back with her legs spread opening \softline
her cunt wide. After 25 strokes with a whip, he fucked her that way. Then she had to \softline
kneel on the floor while spreading her ass cheeks apart while Jeff gave her 25 strokes on \softline
her butt and asshole. Then he fucked her there, too.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Finally, though, she had to tell him where and how to whip her to cause her the \softline
greatest pain. That included her nipples and her clit. She had to ask for each stroke and \softline
thank him after each one. Then, with her body covered with blood from her shoulders \softline
to her legs, he took her again.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Tim just slowly shook his head. \'93She\'92s so proud, you wouldn\'92t believe it. And she \softline
claims she was flowing like a river, and Jeff even allowed her to cum whenever she \softline
wanted. There were lots of those.\'94 With a grin he added, \'93But she\'92s certain to be at the \softline
store tomorrow when the girls are there!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \ul0 \tab Then we circulated among the three groups. One after the other, every \'93missing\'94 \softline
function proved not to be missing at all. And this time the system had superior \softline
functions for all but two of the Casco requests. When the girls finished up, the whole \softline
thing had taken less than an hour and the Casco people were shell-shocked.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Finally one woman said, \'93There\'92s just one thing: It\'92s pretty small, I guess, but we\'92d \softline
really love to have a very slightly modified interface...\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Modified how?\'94 Jean asked. The woman told her and Jean just nodded. She sat \softline
down at a computer and her fingers started flying over the keys. Sandy and Susan joined \softline
her. After a few minutes, she changed places with Sandy whose fingers moved so fast \softline
I couldn\'92t follow them. At the same time, Susie would point out things to both older \softline
women. Finally, she took Sandy\'92s place and again fingers flew over the keys. I had no \softline
idea what she was doing. After all, she was the ergonomics expert, so what was this? \softline
Jean finished up.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab After about five minutes elapsed time Jean moved away from the computer and \softline
asked, \'93How\'92s this?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab The woman was stunned. \'93Absolutely perfect!\'94 Then she broke down in tears. \'93I \softline
quit, boss,\'94 she said to Tim. \'93What these women did in five minutes, our whole crew \softline
couldn\'92t do in five }{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\i\cf2\f1 months!}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 Furthermore, after five months the end product wouldn\'92t \softline
be a fraction as good as this is.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Relax, Sarah,\'94 Tim said softly. \'93What you\'92ve just seen are the three top software \softline
designers in the world today in action. Each is a true genius in her own right, but \softline
beyond that they seem to work together as if it\'92s a single brain. Unfortunately, Callaway \softline
Industries has them signed to lifetime contracts so we have to make do with mere \softline
humans.\'94 He paused and then said, \'93You\'92re a golfer, aren\'92t you Sarah?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab The woman appeared stunned that Tim knew that she was, but she replied softly, \softline
\'93Yes, sir.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93And you\'92re very good, I hear. In fact, you\'92re the women\'92s club champion at your \softline
course, aren\'92t you?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab This man was good, no question about it. With his natural leadership ability it was \softline
little wonder that Casco was as successful as it was. The woman could scarcely control \softline
her pride as she replied, \'93Yes, sir. I am.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Belated congratulations on your victory, Sarah,\'94 Tim continued. \'93Now, you\'92re a \softline
very good golfer. But what if you were matched against Tiger Woods playing scratch \softline
golf? Would you expect to win?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Of course not! I would expect to lose by 20 strokes at least \'97 even more if he was \softline
having one of his career rounds.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Well, Sarah, as good as Tiger Woods is at golf, these women are far, far better as \softline
software designers. Now, would you feel badly if you lost that match to Tiger?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93No, Tim, I certainly would not. In fact, I guess I would feel honored to have even \softline
played in a match against him.\'94 She paused and then continued, \'93I guess it was like the
US Olympic Dream Team in Barcelona in 1992. Players on the other teams were proud \softline
to have been on the same floor with them.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Okay. Now how about software?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Now Sarah\'92s eyes were bright and she smiled warmly. \'93I guess I have to feel the \softline
same way, don\'92t I? I got to see the very best in action.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93A final question: You said our entire crew would have taken more than five months \softline
to come up with the changes these women just made. How much would that have cost \softline
us?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab The woman did some quick calculations and then softly whistled. \'93Sir, it would be \softline
north of $2.5 million in payroll alone. Then there are fringes and support on top of that, \softline
so...\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab At that point the computer reached the timing point at which its screen saver came \softline
into action. When it did, soft music came out from its speakers. Whatever it was, I had \softline
never heard it before.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Hearing it, Tim spun on his heel and looked at the computer screen. The screen \softline
saver, very conservatively done, said, \'93Casco Corporation\'94 and then \'93Quality\'94, \softline
\'93Service\'94, and \'93Pride\'94, alternating on the screen. \'93Can someone turn up the volume, \softline
please,\'94 he asked softly.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab The music came up and it was the sound of pride and joy. \'93What is that?\'94 he \softline
demanded. \'93Where in hell did it come from?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93I\'92m sorry, sir,\'94 Susie said, very abashed. \'93I can get rid of it in an instant...\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93You did that?\'94 Tim asked.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Yes, sir.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93When?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93A few minutes ago. I thought it might sound nice with the screen saver Sandy \softline
designed.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Turning to Sandy he asked, \'93And the screen saver: when did you do that?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Sandy was nonplused. \'93A few minutes ago, sir,\'94 she replied. \'93You saw the whole \softline
thing.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Tim Madison just slowly sank into the nearest chair and shook his head. \'93I do not \softline
believe this,\'94 he said softly. \'93My God! Not only do we get the operating software we\'92ve \softline
been after for years, but we also...\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab He picked up the nearest phone and made a call. At that point I became certain I \softline
had gained some of the girls\'92 powers; I could hear both sides of the conversation \softline
perfectly. As a test, I turned my back but as the girls had told me, the lock-on function \softline
worked. I continued to hear every word.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \ul0 \tab Tim was talking to his executive vice president \'97 marketing. \'93Gus, how much have \softline
we paid those idiots who\'92ve been working on music for us?\'94 The answer was more than \softline
a million and rising fast. \'93And the slogan?\'94 The answer was the same.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Okay, Gus, kill both projects instantly, understand? I want them dead, and I want \softline
them dead }{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\i\cf2\f1 right now! }{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 Clear?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Gus swallowed hard and replied, \'93Yes, sir! It\'92s }{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\i\cf2\f1 very}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 clear.\'94 That was the end of the \softline
conversation.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Turning to Susie he asked, \'93Is there any more to the music than what we just \softline
heard?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93There isn\'92t, sir, but there could be,\'94 Susie replied.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93What does that mean?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93It could scale up to a full symphony.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93And you could do that?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Yes, sir. I could write it, but...\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93But what?\'94 he demanded.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93I\'92m really not very good at full symphonic scoring,\'94 Susan admitted. \'93I can do the \softline
strings okay, but I have problems scoring for the woodwinds and sometimes for the \softline
brass, too.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93And how long would this all take?\'94 he asked.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93A day or two... Oh dear!\'94 Susie exclaimed as her face fell.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93What\'92s that mean?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93I\'92m sorry, Mr. Madison,\'94 Susan said. \'93I forgot that we won\'92t be home for almost \softline
two more weeks. And then it would take a day or two after that. I guess that\'92s really \softline
too long for you to wait, isn\'92t it?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93You\'92re serious? You could deliver a full symphonic score \'97 although not scored for \softline
all the instrumental parts \'97 in less than three weeks?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Yes, sir.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Where does your musical ability come from?\'94 Madison asked softly.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93From her father,\'94 Jean interjected. \'93I can\'92t carry a tune in a basket.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Do you sing too?\'94 he asked.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Not very well,\'94 Susie replied, \'93but Mom, Sandy and I fool around with it a bit when \softline
Daddy\'92s not home.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Would you sing something for us now?\'94 he asked.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Clearly, Susan was embarrassed. Never had she \'97 nor either of the others \'97 sung \softline
in public outside of church. And they had never sung in my presence except for church.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \ul0 \tab If she was embarrassed, I was utterly stunned when Jean asked me to join them. }{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\i\cf2\f1 I}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \softline
was the one who couldn\'92t carry a tune in a basket. Or so I thought.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab The most startling thing of all was that we began with }{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\i\cf2\f1 Shenandoah}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 . And I had the \softline
lead! I had certainly heard the song often enough \'97 it was the Callaway girls\'92 theme \'97 \softline
but I didn\'92t know the words. But I did! And I amazed myself with my baritone voice. \softline
The women came in with harmony on the theme and I guess it sounded okay.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Then Jean took the lead with the girls singing }{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\i\cf2\f1 Ave Maria.}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 Her voice soared! She \softline
seemed to be able to hold high notes perfectly and endlessly. It was utterly angelic! And \softline
she claimed to be unable to carry a tune.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Then we sang }{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\i\cf2\f1 America, The Beautiful}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 , followed by }{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\i\cf2\f1 God Bless America}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 , and then }{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\i\cf2\f1 The \softline
Battle Hymn of the Republic.}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 We ended our impromptu concert with }{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\i\cf2\f1 The Star Spangled \softline
Banner.}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 To my utter amazement, everyone rose when we began. We even sang the \softline
fourth stanza, \'93And thus be it ever when freemen shall stand/ Between their beloved \softline
home and the war\'92s desolation!/ Blest with victory and peace, may the heav\'92n rescued \softline
land/ Praise the Power that hath made and preserved us a nation./ Then conquer we \softline
must, when our cause it is just,/ And this is our motto: In God is our trust./ And the star \softline
spangled banner in triumph shall wave/ O\'92er the land of the free and the home of the \softline
brave.\'94 Everyone present joined in on the last chorus.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Tim Madison just slowly sank down onto a chair with a look of stunned amazement \softline
on his face. Finally he pulled himself together and said to his staff, \'93Okay, folks. How \softline
many here think we should continue our war with Callaway?\'94 He looked around at the \softline
sea of faces. Then he said, \'93Anyone?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab There wasn\'92t a sound in the room.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Smart people,\'94 he declared. \'93Let\'92s face it: we\'92re so overmatched it\'92s pathetic! Can \softline
you believe what we\'92ve experienced in the last 90 minutes or so? We\'92ve had a \softline
demonstration of the finest software the world has ever seen presented by the women \softline
who wrote it. We\'92ve seen three women modify it for us in fewer minutes than we would \softline
have needed months! A fourteen-year-old girl produces a logo and slogan for us as a \softline
byproduct. And an eight-year-old girl outlines a symphony, for heaven\'92s sake. Finally, \softline
just for relaxation we hear the finest }{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\i\cf2\f1 a capella}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 singing I\'92ve ever heard in my life. What \softline
a family!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab To me Tim said, \'93Look, Jim, I know your systems sell for about $10,000 per \softline
installation. We will need about 40,000, but how fast could we get the first 10,000? And \softline
could you shade the price a bit on that quantity?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab My God! I was looking at nearly a half-billion dollar order! \'93You can have the first \softline
10,000 by the end of next week. How\'92s that? And I\'92ll let you know about the price.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Madison nodded and then picked up the phone. I ignored him this time. Instead I \softline
took my wife into my arms and we kissed. Boy, did we ever kiss! Then I kissed Sandy \softline
and Susan, whispering to them how incredibly proud of them I was. The girls simply \softline
beamed with pleasure.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \ul0 \tab A few minutes later a woman came in and gave Tim a small stack of corporate \softline
checks. Each had been signed once, but apparently these required two signatures. He \softline
signed them all, then gave one of them to me. It was payable to Callaway Industries in \softline
the amount of $50 million. \'93This is a down payment on our first order. Okay?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93More than okay,\'94 I replied with a grin. Initially I thought about phoning in the \softline
order, but then I changed my mind. Instead I asked if the computers were wired in to \softline
a network printer somewhere. Assured by Tim that they all were, Jean sat down at the \softline
keyboard and I dictated a letter. A few moments later, a woman brought in the three \softline
copies that Jean had made. It was a letter from Tim to Callaway listing the initial order \softline
and the follow-up, along with his check.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Now,\'94 I said, \'93all we need is a FedEx envelope. I\'92ll charge it...\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93You will like hell!\'94 Tim exclaimed. He buzzed and dispatched the letter after we \softline
both had signed it.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93I sort of like the idea of Jack Callaway starting the day staring at a nice big check,\'94 \softline
I said with a grin.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Tim chuckled and said, \'93So do I, as a matter of fact.\'94 Then to Jean he said, \'93This \softline
is for you,\'94 as he handed her a check. Then he gave checks to each of the girls.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab All three looked at their checks in stunned amazement. Jean\'92s was for $2.5 million, \softline
while the girls\'92 were for $1 million each.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93No!\'94 Jean screamed. \'93You can\'92t! I won\'92t!...\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93You can and you will,\'94 Tim insisted. \'93You heard it yourself: I\'92m really being cheap. \softline
We would have spent that in payroll alone, forget fringes, support and all that good stuff. \softline
And the end product is far better than we would have come up with, besides.\'94 To the \softline
girls he said, \'93We\'92ve already spent over a million dollars each on a slogan and some \softline
music and have zilch to show for it. Nothing! Not a single thing! And you two come up \softline
with utterly perfect material while we\'92re watching. Unbelievable!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Then to Susan he said, \'93And as for you, young lady... In about two month\'92s time \'97 \softline
just about the end of our concert season \'97 the San Francisco Symphony is going to \softline
premier Dawson\'92s First Symphony on a theme from Casco. And guess who\'92s going to be \softline
conducting that performance?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Susan\'92s eyes were widening in fear. Slowly she began to shake her head from side \softline
to side as Tim continued, \'93You are, Susan Dawson! The composer will conduct the first \softline
public performance of what\'92s going to be a truly memorable work of music. Okay?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Not okay!\'94 Susan cried. \'93I can\'92t! I won\'92t!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93You can and you will, darling,\'94 Jean interjected.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93But I know nothing about conducting...\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Susan?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93All I do is fool around sometimes...\'94 Susie protested.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \ul0 \tab \'93Yeah... Just fooling around,\'94 Jean said wryly. \'93Sandy and I watch as you bring up \softline
the strings, call for the brass, signal percussion... Yep. Just fooling around.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab When Jean realized the size of the check, I cut her off by pointing out that she would \softline
be saving Tim money if she took it. The same was true of the girls. Otherwise, as \softline
independent contractors to Callaway, their fees would have been roughly tripled and \softline
added to Casco\'92s bill. \'93And, dear heart, you know damned well Merrilee wouldn\'92t settle \softline
for a fee of only $2.5 million, don\'92t you?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Yes,\'94 Jean said glumly. \'93That bitch! Those are arguments I can never win. \softline
Whenever I\'92m winning on logic \'97 which is most of the time \'97 what does she do? She \softline
threatens me with the heavy artillery, spelled Kate Callaway. She knows there\'92s no way \softline
in hell I can ever win a battle over money with that woman.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab At that point the meeting broke up. Kate and the girls went off in search of their \softline
toys and other implements of personal destruction, leaving me alone with Tim. He \softline
brought up a rather strange subject: aircraft.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93You came out here in a private jet, didn\'92t you?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93That\'92s true. So what?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93How was it?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Absolutely great!\'94 I replied. \'93And you heard Jean bragging about being in the Mile \softline
High Club, so let\'92s just say it was significantly better than commercial. But why do you \softline
ask?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Because... Let\'92s face it, Jim. Commercial flying has become a nightmare. Flights \softline
are over-booked, canceled, crowded... You know the drill. Hell, our businesses are \softline
similar in that we both deal in multi-million dollar orders. Now how in hell can a \softline
representative do a decent job of presentation or negotiation if he\'92s still in a state of \softline
shock from his inbound flight?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab He frowned and continued, \'93A number of my people are after me to buy some jets \softline
of our own. It\'92s not really a matter of money. It\'92s... Oh, hell. As you may know, I began \softline
my career \'97 like so many other guys in our line of work \'97 with IBM. Its air \softline
department got so big at one point the FAA accused them of operating a scheduled \softline
airline. They had to break off a big piece. That\'92s certainly not what I want. But is there \softline
an alternative?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Yes, there is,\'94 I replied, thinking of Janice Page. Only then did I remember that \softline
we had forgotten to get the Page\'92s phone number; we didn\'92t even know where they were \softline
staying. But I did have her business card with an 800 number.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Very briefly I told Tim about Executive Aviation. Then I asked if there was anyplace \softline
he might like to go that day.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93As a matter of fact, there is,\'94 he replied. \'93Pendleton, Oregon. And don\'92t you dare \softline
ask what were doing with a facility out in the boondocks! Just the thought of that trip \softline
turns my stomach, but I\'92ve got to go. I\'92ve been stalling too damned long as it is.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \ul0 \tab \'93Can you go right now?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Sure can, but how?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93That\'92s what I\'92m about to find out,\'94 I replied.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Picking up the phone, I called the 800 number, identified myself, and asked to speak \softline
to Bill or Janice Page. There was music-on-hold for a while and then I heard the \softline
passion-filled voice of Janice. \'93Hello?\'94 she gasped.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Hi, Janice. It\'92s Jim Dawson. What are you doing, anyway?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93What you and your gorgeous wife were doing most of yesterday morning if you must \softline
know,\'94 she gasped. I could almost see her grin. \'93But what\'92s up?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93How do we go about getting an Executive Aviation jet to go up to Pendleton, \softline
Oregon,\'94 I asked.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93You tell me you want to go to Pendleton is how,\'94 she replied. \'93And you just did \softline
that. We\'92ll be ready to go in about an hour, if that\'92s all right.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93What is this deal, anyway?\'94 I asked. \'93And where are you staying? I forgot to ask \softline
yesterday.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab She and Bill were staying in the same hotel we were, and had a junior suite. \'93It\'92s \softline
simply fabulous, Mr. Dawson,\'94 she said. \'93I guess I mentioned that this trip was shaping \softline
up to be really great, but neither Bill nor I realized just how great. First of all, this \softline
whole arrangement is out of the ordinary for our company. This isn\'92t a series of trips; \softline
it\'92s a 15-day charter. Beyond that, though, what\'92s really different is that Tiffany\'92s is \softline
providing us with super-deluxe accommodations, and that\'92s really different! We\'92re \softline
under orders to take you and your family wherever you want to go, regardless.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93You mean... Melbourne, Australia?\'94 I asked.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93For that we would have to whistle up a second crew and that would take a couple \softline
of hours. But yes, if you wanted to go to Melbourne, we would take you today.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Good grief,\'94 I murmured. \'93There are two bits of information for you, okey?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Yes, sir. What two things?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93First, you\'92re taking the chairman and CEO of Casco Industries, so have lots of \softline
brochures and business cards handy. Okay?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Yes, sir!\'94 she exclaimed brightly. \'93And the second?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93The name is Jim! I don\'92t answer to Mr. Dawson all that well. I usually think of my \softline
father, but he\'92s dead.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Well... it would really be letting down the bars. I mean... I\'92ve only been a spectator \softline
while you were fucking your wife, and then she entertains me bare-assed. But if you \softline
insist, I guess Bill and I could call you Jim.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab A Casco limousine drove us out to SFO\'92s executive air terminal. There we found our \softline
G-5 on the ramp with its starboard engine turning over slowly. We went up the boarding \softline
stairs and were greeted by Janice. She retracted the stairs, locked the door and returned
to the cockpit for takeoff. Tim and I took our seats and off we went. Since by then it \softline
was just after noon \'97 not the most popular travel time \'97 we received immediate \softline
clearance for takeoff.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab I was amazed at how fast and nimble the aircraft was. It almost jumped into the air, \softline
and I wouldn\'92t be surprised if we were several thousand feet in the air by the time we \softline
reached the airport\'92s boundary marker. In no time we were at cruising altitude and \softline
Janice came back to serve lunch. A real lunch, by the way, not the usual cardboard the \softline
airlines serve, if you get even that. That girl really uses her head! On the way north I \softline
told Tim about the G-5 and the G-4, along with the super-range G-6. For his part, he \softline
just enjoyed the relaxation of what otherwise would have been a very painful trip. Then \softline
I moved on to a discussion of Executive Aviation and how it offered Casco complete \softline
flexibility without tying up capital or the myriad problems of operating an airline. He \softline
was very interested.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab In no time flat, we were in final approach at Pendleton. After landing we were met \softline
by the local general manager and driven to the Casco facility. In less than an hour, Tim \softline
concluded his face-to-face business and we were on our way back to the airport. I had \softline
called as we were leaving the plant, and again the engine was turning over as we boarded \softline
the aircraft.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Now that was a good trip!\'94 Tim exclaimed.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab No sooner were we back at our cruising altitude, than Janice was back to serve \softline
drinks. And they were real ones; no miniature bottles. We sipped Cardhu and nibbled \softline
on some lovely hors d\'92oeuvres Janice had gotten from heaven-knows-where in \softline
Pendleton.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Is this typical of the service these people provide?\'94 Tim asked. \'93It\'92s the finest I\'92ve \softline
ever seen.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Let\'92s ask.\'94 I called Janice back and asked her to take a seat. She buzzed Bill on the \softline
intercom to let him know she wasn\'92t lost, then turned her attention to us.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab She explained how the service worked. There were approved caterers in every major \softline
city in the world, and for small places like Pendleton, they called headquarters where \softline
there was an enormous database of just such facilities. \'93It\'92s really not hard to do,\'94 she \softline
concluded.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Who\'92s vice president of sales in your organization?\'94 Tim asked. Janice told him \softline
and then he said, \'93Executive Aviation is also a sales agent for Gulfstream, isn\'92t it?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Yes, sir. We love their aircraft. They just do not crash. Ever! And they\'92re built as \softline
strong as anything in the air, and far stronger than most. This looks like a plane, but \softline
it\'92s really a tank with wings,\'94 she said with a grin.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93There\'92s a phone on board, I assume,\'94 Tim said.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Of course, sir. There\'92s one at every executive seat.\'94
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{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \ul0 \tab \'93Neat!\'94 Tim found the phone and called Executive Aviation\'92s vice president of sales, \softline
Roy Neill. He identified himself to the operator and \'97 no surprise \'97 was put right through.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Tim introduced himself and said, \'93Roy, I\'92m in one of your birds right now. And in \softline
addition to having one of the world\'92s most beautiful women as copilot, she\'92s also a great \softline
saleswoman. Because of her, I would like to order two Gulfstreams for Casco Industries, \softline
a G-4 and a G-5. In addition, I would like to sign a contract with you people to transport \softline
mine. I don\'92t know exactly all the options are that you offer, but I\'92m thinking about the \softline
biggest standard package you have to start. How does that sound?\'94 He paused and said, \softline
\'93Further, I\'92m assuming that any sales commission would go to Mrs. Page. Right?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Using my new-found hearing ability, it was clear the man was stunned. This was \softline
more than $50 million in business that had fallen into his lap. He asked to speak to Mrs. \softline
Page.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Janice was so stunned herself, she was in a state of near shock. It took a couple of \softline
moments for her to regain enough composure to talk, but then she took the call. I could \softline
still hear both sides.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Yes, sir,\'94 she said. \'93I\'92m certain he is Timothy Madison, chairman and CEO of \softline
Casco Industries. He was introduced by our client, Mr. Dawson, of Callaway. It\'92s the \softline
Dawson charter that Bill and I are flying.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab She was silent for a few minutes as the sales VP first collected his thoughts and then \softline
gushed, \'93Janice Page, this is the most outstanding piece of work by a flight crew in the \softline
company\'92s history. Aside from the standard sales commission \'97 which on a sale of this \softline
size is just going to give you and Bill major-league tax problems \'97 there will be a huge \softline
bonus for each of you. And incidentally, there\'92s no split on the commission. The \softline
salesman in the territory has never been able even to see a person in the Casco \softline
organization. He\'92s never been able to make a sales call.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Anyway, I can\'92t thank you enough for what you\'92ve just done. And keep up the \softline
great work!\'94 He paused and then said, \'93May I speak to Mr. Madison again?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Tim took back the call while Janice just glowed with joy. I realized she was a truly \softline
beautiful woman. Meanwhile, Tim was concluding the call with the promise to have a \softline
company check for $20 million FedEx\'92d that day. After hanging up, he called his office \softline
and did just that.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93I would ask you to join us, Mrs. Page...\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Janice, please, sir!\'94 she begged. \'93After what you\'92ve just done for our company and \softline
for Bill and me personally...\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93The name is Tim, Janice. That\'92s how I\'92m known by everyone in my company. But \softline
anyway, as I started to say, I would ask you to join us, but you\'92re helping to fly this bird \softline
so I guess that\'92s not allowed, is it?\'94 Janice shook her head, no. \'93In that case, why don\'92t \softline
I buy you and your husband dinner?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab With that he took out a business card, wrote on the back and passed it over. It said, \softline
\'93Dinner for the Pages and guests. Bill me at Casco.\'94 Tim had signed it. He said, \'93This
is accepted at any establishment in the Bay Area, so take your choice. But for heaven\'92s \softline
sake, pick a good one... a }{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\i\cf2\f1 real}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 good one. Okay?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Then Tim grinned and added, \'93My wife, Gwen, will be thrilled. So much so, in fact, \softline
she might be as... welcoming... as she was last night.\'94 Then he explained, \'93When I\'92m \softline
faced with a trip to a place like Pendleton, I become as warm and friendly as a wounded \softline
grizzly. When Gwen learns I\'92ve already made the trip... Hmm!\'94 With that he grinned \softline
lewdly provoking a wickedly sexy laugh from Janice.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab It was really a wonderful trip back to San Francisco.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab When we landed, I exchanged suite numbers with Janice and was pleased to find \softline
that their suite was on the same floor as our\'92s. Interesting.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab I left Bill and Janice to attend to the aircraft while Tim and I returned in the \softline
company limo. He had the driver take me to our hotel. As we were parting, he shook \softline
hands and said, \'93Thank you, Jim Dawson. This has been about the best day in my entire \softline
business career. And it\'92s been a lot of fun, too, thanks to you and the magnificent \softline
women in your life.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab With that I returned to our suite and found that the girls had returned. They were \softline
bubbling over with what they had bought, but of course refused to tell me any of it. \softline
Moreover, I learned that some of what they bought \'97 heavy items, I\'92m sure \'97 had been \softline
sent directly out to the airport to be stowed on our plane. Interesting.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab The girls were utterly ecstatic with happiness. Not only were they having a great \softline
time, but they were making money for themselves and much greater amounts for \softline
Callaway. Then I told them about Janice Page and the sale of two jets and a massive \softline
contract with Casco.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93You did it all, didn\'92t you, darling?\'94 Jean asked, arching her brow.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93I helped a little,\'94 I admitted.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Oh, dear!\'94 she exclaimed with the warmest smile I\'92d ever seen on her face. \softline
\'93They\'92ve caught you with the charity gene, too.\'94 Then she very daintily stuck out her \softline
tongue. She thought for a moment and then said, \'93Darling, we will have to have dinner \softline
with the Pages tonight... and stuff.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Dinner I understand,\'94 I replied. \'93But what\'92s \'91stuff\'92?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Just... stuff,\'94 she replied with a truly lecherous grin.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab An interesting evening was in prospect.
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{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab A short time later the phone rang and Jean picked it up. It was Janice Page, and she \softline
was bubbling over with excitement. My new power was neat. I could hear everything \softline
said without even trying. It seemed she had just received a call from Roy Neill, the vice \softline
president \'97 sales. Being more cautious than is common among salesmen \'97 a typically \softline
optimistic lot \'97 he had called Casco\'92s headquarters. He spoke with Tim\'92s secretary who
confirmed that a company check for $20 million had already been picked up by a FedEx \softline
courier and was on its way to Executive Aviation.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Anyway,\'94 Janice continued, \'93it appears that the reality has finally registered on Mr. \softline
Neill. He\'92s FedEx\'92d material to Bill and me on sales commissions and all that good stuff. \softline
He did tell me what the commissions so far look like, and the number blew my mind!
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93So anyway, would you folks consider having dinner with Bill and me? We really do \softline
want to celebrate... unless you\'92re planning on flying somewhere in the morning.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab There then followed a good-natured argument between the women as to who would \softline
pay. I think that Jean finally won that one on the basis that she and the girls had picked \softline
up $4.5 million. It was agreed that Bill and Janice would join us in our suite for cocktails \softline
in an hour.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab As soon as the Pages appeared, Jean and the girls hustled Janice off to our bedroom \softline
leaving Bill and me alone. It was the first chance I had had to talk with him. He was a \softline
thoroughly delightful guy about my own age and \'97 no surprise \'97 an Air Force veteran.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Bill was almost embarrassingly effusive in his thanks for what I had done in signing \softline
up Casco. \'93It\'92s unreal,\'94 he said. \'93Janice and I worked out the money and it turns out \softline
we\'92ll be able to pay off our mortgage and buy a larger house that will be debt-free.\'94 He \softline
grinned wryly and added, \'93Now if only I can convince her to start filling it with \softline
children...\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Just then Janice reappeared. She looked utterly exquisite! She was wearing a yellow \softline
sleeveless dress and from the appearance of her nipples poking at the fabric, no bra. \softline
Clearly Jean and the girls had done a number on her face and her hairdo. She was \softline
gorgeously feminine. Jean and the girls followed wearing light blue dresses that \softline
complimented their eyes.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab At Jean\'92s instigation, I had ordered Dom P\'e9rignon. The hotel knew its stuff: instead \softline
of sending up the far-more-common champagne glasses \'97 wide and quite shallow \'97 \softline
they sent up flutes. Perfect. Now that the women had joined us I opened the first bottle \softline
and served.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93I guess this is to celebrate our great day, isn\'92t it?\'94 Bill said.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93It is, darling, but there\'92s more than that. I have good news and bad news. Which \softline
do you want first?\'94 Janice replied.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93How about the good news?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Darling, we\'92re going to have a baby. And because of Jean Dawson, it\'92s going to be \softline
an odd pregnancy. And that\'92s part of the bad news.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Bill was utterly stunned. He was in a state of shock. Then slowly he rose from his \softline
chair, went to his wife and kissed her passionately. Janice returned his kiss with at least \softline
as much enthusiasm. He eased away but remained at her side on the sofa. \'93Now what\'92s \softline
the bad news.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab With her eyes wide, Janice said, \'93I\'92m sorry to disappoint you, my darling, but...\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \ul0 \tab \'93But what?\'94 Bill exclaimed, obviously starting to worry.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93You\'92re going to miss all the fun of pregnancy,\'94 Janice said softly. \'93The joys of \softline
cleaning up after your wife vomits all over the place with morning sickness, watching my \softline
ankles get puffy, seeing me stagger around trying to balance a beach-ball belly...\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab }{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\i\cf2\f1 \'93What?\'94}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 Bill exclaimed. \'93What are you saying?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93And... and... you\'92re not even going to see my nipples turn brown, either,\'94 Janice \softline
concluded with her face glum but with her eyes glistening with humor.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Why not?\'94 Bill demanded.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Because Jean has a different way of getting pregnant is why, and she gave it to me... \softline
along with the hairdo thing that you love. There will be only two things you\'92ll see: \softline
First, my nipples will get a little larger. Second, after I deliver my belly will be pretty \softline
concave for a week or so,\'94 Janice said. \'93Oh! And there won\'92t be those lovely abdominal \softline
stress lines, either. Now aren\'92t you sad?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab The two locked in another embrace, so I picked up on something Janice had said. \softline
Indeed, she was correct about Jean\'92s nipples. They were still the same lovely pink they \softline
had always been. But I asked, \'93I thought a woman didn\'92t get pregnant when she was \softline
nursing an infant. But you sure did. How come?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93I certainly don\'92t know,\'94 Jean replied, \'93but I have a theory: Most women go through \softline
all sorts of internal changes as a byproduct of childbirth, but we don\'92t seem to. So... \softline
since there aren\'92t any significant changes other than lactation, we\'92re back in action \softline
much faster. And besides,\'94 she said with a sniff, \'93since I\'92ve decided to become a baby \softline
factory, this is more efficient. It won\'92t even have to be a year between children. Ten \softline
months seems to be about right.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab By this time Janice and Bill had eased apart. Bill asked, \'93The bad news? Aside from \softline
missing the joys of cleaning up your vomit, that is...?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Are you ready?\'94 Janice asked. \'93You had better really brace yourself, darling.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Bill was 99% certain Janice was jerking his chain, but there was the remaining 1%. \softline
He just looked at her and waited.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93I\'92ll give you the lesser one first,\'94 Janice said. Then she took a deep breath and \softline
looking very sad announced, \'93You won\'92t be able to have a brandy Alexander warm and \softline
fresh from my tit.\'94 Her eyes were wide and there were even tears at the corners of her \softline
eyes. \'93You\'92ll have to have it in a glass. Isn\'92t that just awful?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93I can live with that,\'94 Bill announced judiciously. \'93Yes, it\'92s a high price to pay but \softline
I suppose I can make do.\'94 He looked at her and added, \'93But from the look on your face, \softline
there\'92s more to it than that.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93That\'92s true,\'94 Janice conceded. \'93It seems that our infant and my tits become sealed \softline
off from the rest of me somehow. That\'92s why I could drink a gallon of brandy, but there \softline
would be no trace of it in my milk. Similarly, regardless of what I eat or drink, our \softline
infant develops in splendid isolation. So that means...\'94 Her voice tailed off.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \ul0 \tab \'93Means }{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\i\cf2\f1 what?\'94 }{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 Bill asked impatiently.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93I\'92m so sorry, darling!\'94 Janice apologized. \'93It means you\'92ll still have to ply me with \softline
liquor to get me into your bed. After all,\'94 she said with her nose in the air, \'93that\'92s about \softline
the only way you ever get between my thighs...\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Yeah... Sure it is!\'94 Bill said, rolling his eyes. Then, while scarcely able to control \softline
his grin he continued, \'93You said there were two things. What\'92s the other?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93The very worst!... for you,\'94 Janice said. \'93You\'92ll get no time off. None at all. You\'92ll \softline
have to keep fucking me right up to the day I deliver. Now what do you think about \softline
that?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Oh, shit!\'94 Bill exclaimed. \'93You mean... You mean I don\'92t get three or four months \softline
off?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93No, my darling. And I\'92m truly sorry, too,\'94 Janice replied with her eyes dancing. \softline
Then she continued, \'93Jim had Jean in about an hour-long orgasm \'97 can you believe it? \softline
\'97 only about two hours before she delivered.\'94 Then with a grin she added, \'93She knew \softline
it was time, and she almost delivered at the same time Jim withdrew. Wouldn\'92t that \softline
have been a hoot? The father\'92s cock withdraws and the infant follows it out.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab }{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\i\cf2\f1 \'93Janice Page!\'94 }{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 Jean almost screamed. \'93You promised!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Oops! I did, didn\'92t I? Sorry about that.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93And what did Janice promise?\'94 I asked Jean with my eyebrow raised.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Not to mention what she just did,\'94 Jean replied. \'93I think it\'92s a neat idea, and I\'92m \softline
going to try it... sometime.\'94 Then with a grin she added, \'93It might be with our second... \softline
or third... or fourth...\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab At that Janice said, \'93Incidentally, Bill, since Jean is pregnant again now, too, there \softline
are two upcoming births we can celebrate tonight.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab And celebrate we did. The six of us had another incredibly fine dinner on Fisherman\'92s Wharf and then returned to the hotel. Although it was ten o\'92clock, our bodies \softline
were still essentially operating on Central time so it felt much earlier.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab We returned to our suite where Jean announced, \'93Now we get to the \'91stuff\'92. We\'92re \softline
going to teach Bill how to fuck a pregnant woman.\'94 Then turning she said, \'93Girls?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab With lovely smiles the girls first stripped off their clothes and then undressed Jean. \softline
Janice was sitting on the sofa, while Bill and I were still standing. He was agape at the \softline
revealed beauty. (Since the girls were facing him, he hadn\'92t noticed their brands.) With \softline
my women now revealed in their nakedness, Susie came to Bill while Sandy went to \softline
Janice.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab As soon as Sandy\'92s back was to him, Bill gasped. \'93My God! What\'92s that?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Oh, that\'92s one of Sandy\'92s brands,\'94 Susie replied while still stripping him. \'93She has \softline
two, while I only have one. See?\'94 she said, as she turned sideways.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \ul0 \tab The man was utterly shocked. Quickly Susie explained their captivity and what had \softline
happened. She concluded by saying, \'93My sister offered her life to save mine...\'94 Then \softline
with a small sob she added, \'93\'91Greater love hath no man than he who lays down his life \softline
for a friend.\'92 That\'92s what my beautiful sister did. She sacrificed herself for me.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Bill, now almost completely stripped except for his jockeys and loafers, took Susie \softline
in his arms and hugged her. With tears in her eyes she added, \'93Maybe I helped her \'97 \softline
at least a little bit \'97 by branding myself and taking a long time to do it...\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Can you imagine such a thing?\'94 Sandy demanded with tears in her eyes as she \softline
turned away from Janice. \'93I was close to death when Susie branded herself. She stalled \softline
to give me time to recover. But a tiny seven-year-old branding herself? That\'92s what my \softline
sister did for me!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Close to death?\'94 Bill gasped. \'93How?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93I had been pussy whipped to the point that my whole crotch was bleeding and then \softline
raped by about a dozen men in a row. I really don\'92t know how many. I was pretty out \softline
of it after the first six or so... But they just kept coming until Susie did what she did.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Then she forced a smile and said, \'93But that\'92s not what we\'92re here for. Susan, what \softline
are you doing? You\'92re taking forever!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93I\'92m just admiring the scenery,\'94 Susie replied blithely as she lowered Bill\'92s jockey\'92s \softline
revealing his cock in full erection. \'93Mmm... and it\'92s lovely scenery, too.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Janice had slid forward on the sofa so that her butt was on the edge. Her legs were \softline
spread wide to welcome her husband.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93What in hell are you doing?\'94 Jean demanded.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93The idea is for me to get fucked,\'94 Janice replied. \'93What the hell do you think I\'92m \softline
doing?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93You\'92re going to do it right, damn it!\'94 Jean retorted. \'93Now, Bill, get over here and \softline
sit on the sofa beside your wife.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Yes, ma\'92am! Right away, ma\'92am,\'94 he replied with a grin as he sat beside his wife. \softline
Only then did he look down and see that Janice\'92s pussy had been shaved in a fashion \softline
similar to the way my women had plucked their pubic hair. \'93What did you do?\'94 he asked \softline
as he gently stroked her now-bare slit.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93I... I... Sandy shaved me,\'94 Janice choked out. \'93It\'92ll grow back in no time, my \softline
darling...\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93My wife has a gorgeous cunt!\'94 Bill whispered. \'93And this is the first time I\'92ve ever \softline
really seen it.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93You... You like it?\'94 Janice stammered.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Utterly perfect!\'94 Bill exclaimed.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Janice relaxed and just beamed with pleasure. Then he took her in his arms and \softline
melted his lips to hers.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \ul0 \tab Jean then proceeded to direct the proceedings. First she had Bill kiss Janice\'92s face, \softline
nibble on her ear lobes, kiss her neck and move down to her tits. She had a beautiful \softline
pair of breasts, larger than Jean\'92s or the girls\'92 \'97 probably a C-cup or larger. Jean \softline
continued, instructing him to nibble on one nipple while gently fondling the other breast \softline
and pulling on its nipple.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab By this time Janice was writhing on the sofa. \'93It\'92s time, Bill,\'94 she gasped. \'93Now \softline
fuck me!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Don\'92t you dare!\'94 Jean exclaimed. \'93Janice isn\'92t nearly ready yet.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Not ready? }{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\i\cf2\f1 Not ready?\'94}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 she nearly screamed. \'93I\'92m about to start a flood in the \softline
damned hotel! What do you mean, I\'92m not ready?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Patience, dear Janice,\'94 Jean explained, sticking out the tip of her tongue. \'93It will \softline
only get better...\'94 Then she cocked her head and appeared pensive. Then she added, \softline
\'93...or worse, depending on one\'92s point of view.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Finally, Jean conceded that Bill had done enough on Janice\'92s upper body. \'93Now \softline
kneel on the floor, Bill, between your wife\'92s legs. It\'92s time you learned how to eat a \softline
woman\'92s cunt.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab While he moved into position, Jean motioned to the girls. Their r\'f4le was two-fold \softline
I later learned. First, they were to keep Janice good and hot, but second, they were there \softline
to keep her in position while Bill worked on her cunt. Sandy kissed her and worked on \softline
her face while Susie worked on her luscious tits.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Jean told Bill how to put his wife\'92s legs in position over his shoulders bringing her \softline
cunt to his face. Then he began to lick. \'93Umm! Good!\'94 he exclaimed as he first tasted \softline
his wife\'92s juices. Then he was told to run his tongue up the length of Janice\'92s slit and \softline
over her now-aroused clitoris. When he did, she was taken by her first orgasm. Bill held \softline
her legs tightly as her pelvis convulsed, then resumed his eating, now tasting his wife\'92s \softline
cum.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Following Jean\'92s instructions he brought her to a second, then a third, and then a \softline
fourth orgasm, each coming faster than the last. Janice\'92s arousal was so great by this \softline
time that Susan delighted in triggering an orgasm merely by lightly teasing the woman\'92s \softline
erect nipple. Janice\'92s nipples were now as hard as pencil erasers and were sticking out \softline
half-an-inch or more.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab She had been screaming for Bill to fuck her, but that had changed to, \'93Eat me! Eat \softline
me!...\'94 The words had finally dissolved into inchoate screams of passion, but as the \softline
number of orgasms continued to mount, it was as if her joints were becoming \softline
disconnected as her body began to flop loosely, only being held in position by the girls.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Finally, Jean conceded that Janice was fully warmed up and ready to be fucked. She \softline
waited a few minutes to give both a chance to recover and then had Bill reposition \softline
Janice\'92s legs so her cunt was lined up with his raging cock. Normally, Janice was very \softline
tight and his entry was usually painful for her, but not then. He easily slid all the way \softline
in to his root and began slowly stroking, following Jean\'92s instructions.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \ul0 \tab This time, he quickly took Janice to her crest but kept her there in response to \softline
Jean\'92s instructions. After minutes at her crest, but unable to go over or go back, Janice \softline
was screaming, \'93Take me over, Bill Page! Let me cum this instant!\'94 When he just held \softline
her where she was, the poor girl began to cry. \'93Please, Bill! I\'92m begging you! Let me \softline
cum! I\'92ll do anything for you if you do. You can do anything to me, but please...\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Bill had learned that the changes in tempo enabled him to keep from shooting off, \softline
but there was a limit. Finally he yelled, \'93Cum with me, Jan! }{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\i\cf2\f1 Cum with me!\'94}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab He went off and Janice went like a rocket. I am certain she never in her life had an \softline
orgasm like that one. Finally everything shorted out and she lost consciousness, her \softline
head just falling back against the sofa, while Bill fell forward on top of her.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Finally he rolled off her and was about to be seated on the sofa when I reminded \softline
him, \'93You\'92re not finished yet.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Huh?\'94 he said. (See? I\'92m not the only one. And I hope you\'92ve noticed that I \softline
haven\'92t said \'91huh\'92 nearly as often as I used to.)
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Bill,\'94 I said as if explaining the obvious to a small boy, \'91this is the era of recycling. \softline
\'91Waste not, want not,\'92 they say. Now there\'92s lots of nice cum still nice and warm in \softline
Janice\'92s cunt for you to recycle...\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Oh,\'94he mumbled. Getting down on his knees, he moved between Janice\'92s still \softline
sprawled-out thighs, and put her legs on his shoulders the way he had done earlier. He \softline
began to lick and suck and an expression of pleased surprise appeared on his face. \'93Hey! \softline
This is really good!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab When he had licked and sucked all he could, he moved to the sofa and kissed Janice \softline
who had regained consciousness by then, although she still wasn\'92t completely with it. \softline
But her eyes widened, too, as she realized that Bill\'92s mouth was full of their mixed cum. \softline
They just kissed and caressed each other lovingly. It was really beautiful.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab When they finally parted, Jean tapped Janice on the shoulder and said, \'93You\'92re not \softline
finished, either. There\'92s a cleaning job for you to do, too.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Then Jean proceeded to give Janice the advanced course in cocksucking. It was easy \softline
at the beginning because Bill was still pretty soft. But he didn\'92t remain that way for \softline
long. Jean even provided tips on overcoming the gag reflex, enabling Janice to take Bill \softline
in to the root even when he regained his full erection.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Janice did to Bill what he had been doing to her while eating her cunt. She brought \softline
him to his crest, but wouldn\'92t allow him to go over. He was screaming and pounding on \softline
the sofa with both fists, crying for relief. Finally the forces of nature overcame Janice\'92s \softline
new-found skill. He exploded. But just before he did, Jean told her to pull his cock out \softline
so only the tip was in her mouth. It made it easier to swallow and permitted her to enjoy \softline
the taste. Which she sure did!
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab When it was finally over, she sat beside him on the sofa and gave him back some of \softline
his cum from her mouth. Again the two just kissed, caressed and sighed lovingly. \softline
Finally they both sank back against the cushions, utterly satiated and exhausted.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \ul0 \tab \'93And that\'92s how you make love to a pregnant woman, Bill,\'94 Jean declared. \'93Isn\'92t \softline
it fun?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab The two didn\'92t even have the strength left even to stick out their tongues. But they \softline
tried. They also spent the night in our second bedroom. I think Jamey could have \softline
screamed loud enough to wake the dead that night \'97 he didn\'92t cry at all; he never does \softline
\'97 but it wouldn\'92t have awakened them if he had.
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{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab The next day the girls were going to spend the day at the local Tiffany\'92s. I had \softline
managed to arrange a couple of more sales calls in the morning, so I said I would meet \softline
Jean at Tiffany\'92s in the afternoon.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab My still-developing hearing \'97 now being joined, apparently, with something \softline
approximating the girls\'92 fantastic data-base memory \'97 proved to be invaluable. The \softline
result was I closed two more sales for Callaway, each worth more than $10 million. I felt \softline
I had earned my pay for the day.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab It was two o\'92clock when I reached Tiffany\'92s and I couldn\'92t believe my eyes. There \softline
was a mob scene on the sidewalk in front that was so large I couldn\'92t even see the store. \softline
Rather than trying to fight my way through, I remembered Jean telling me of an \softline
employees\'92 entrance on the side. I went around to it, opened the door and found myself \softline
facing two armed security guards.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab I identified myself, and one of the guards called for the store manager who came \softline
running. The guy really looked frazzled.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93What\'92s wrong?\'94 I asked.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93This whole thing is utterly incredible!\'94 John Tompkins, the manager, replied. \softline
\'93Before today, I was really concerned. Never have we had the inventory levels we had \softline
this morning. But we\'92ve already received two emergency air shipments; it\'92s only two \softline
o\'92clock, and I\'92m afraid we may not have anything to sell by five! }{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\i\cf2\f1 Anything at all!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\i\cf2\f1 \tab }{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 He took my hand and said, \'93Mr. Dawson, you\'92ll just have to see for yourself what \softline
your wife and daughters are doing to me!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab He led me out on the sales floor and my jaw dropped. There were my three girls split \softline
evenly around the U-shaped counter \'97 Jean was in the middle, with Sandy to her left \softline
and Susie to her right \'97 conducting a seminar in jewelry sales for the store\'92s staff. It \softline
was utterly hilarious! There appeared to be three store salespeople with each of them. \softline
One was full-time scurrying back and forth to the vault while the other two were \softline
handling the paperwork. If this were still the old days of ringing cash registers, the \softline
ringing would never have stopped.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab I shifted my eyes to Sandy. The girl was incredible. She greeted each customer in \softline
line with a warm handshake, studied the woman carefully, then whispered a product \softline
code in the ear of the gofer. In moments, back would come the gofer with the item which \softline
Sandy presented in all its splendor on white velvet. Then she would hook it around the
woman\'92s neck and produce a mirror. Inevitably, the result was the same: \'93It\'92s perfect!\'94 \softline
the woman would scream, and one of the other salespeople would write up the sale.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab There were two more emergency deliveries before the store closed its doors at five. \softline
At that point, it took another hour to satisfy the customers that were already in the \softline
store, and police to handle the disgruntled potential customers who had been unable to \softline
make it into the store in time.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab When the last customer was let out of the store, the Tiffany\'92s employees collapsed \softline
on the floor and just sat there. My girls? They were utterly ecstatic!
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Jim, I\'92ve never had so much fun in my life!\'94 Jean enthused. \'93It was just so neat! \softline
And it\'92s so easy to sell fine jewelry and giftware, too!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab At that comment, the Tiffany\'92s people just glared at her. But I don\'92t think she \softline
noticed.
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{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab That evening we flew down to Los Angeles, then to Dallas, then... But you really \softline
don\'92t care, do you? Anyway, we ended up in Atlanta and on the last night we were \softline
scheduled to have dinner at a fine restaurant with Jack Thompson.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab The day \'97 a selling day \'97 was like all the others: a madhouse. But, as usual, my \softline
girls loved every minute. To our surprise, Jack had engaged a private room for our party \softline
of only five.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab His first words took the girls aback: \'93Why do you hate us so?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Huh?\'94 Jean stammered. (See? I\'92m not the only one. Even my gorgeous wife does \softline
it sometimes.)
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Let\'92s sit down and I\'92ll explain,\'94 Jack replied.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab The girls looked fearful, but I knew better. In fact, I had an idea what was coming, \softline
and I wasn\'92t disappointed.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab The room was really lovely. In addition to the table set slightly to the side, it was \softline
furnished with a sofa, two lounge chairs and a couple of side chairs with a coffee table \softline
in the center of the arrangement. My girls sat side by side on the sofa, Jack took a \softline
lounge chair, and I took the one facing him.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Let\'92s ignore the devastation you\'92ve created over the last two weeks in six of my very \softline
best stores,\'94 he began. \'93Instead, let\'92s go back to last fall when you spent a day in our \softline
New York store.\'94 He reached into his attach\'e9 case and brought out a thick stack of \softline
paper.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Looking at Jean he asked, \'93Are these yours?\'94 He handed her a stack of copies of \softline
letters, some of which were handwritten while others had come from a laser printer.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Jean quickly skimmed through them and then, with her head high, but with tears \softline
forming in the corner of her eyes, replied, \'93Yes, I wrote them.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Do you know how I happen to have these copies?\'94 Jack asked.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \ul0 \tab \'93No, sir.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Because the individuals to whom you sent them had them in their hands when they \softline
came in to buy the items you recommended, is how!\'94 Jack nearly screamed. \'93Good grief, \softline
woman! Have you no conscience? Do you realize the trouble you created for our staff? \softline
I mean... Really! You did include our item number of course, but they had to find the \softline
item all by themselves! It\'92s... it\'92s inhuman is what it is.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Oh,\'94 Jean said dejectedly. Then she asked, \'93Did you keep a count? How many \softline
people with letters came in?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Jack looked through some other papers he had and then replied, \'93Six-hundred sixty-nine.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Gee... Isn\'92t that a pretty good response?\'94 Jean asked. \'93I only mailed 1,000.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Young lady,\'94 Jack replied, \'93in direct mail, six percent \'97 }{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\i\cf2\f1 six percent!}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \'97 is \softline
considered outstanding. Seventy percent is unheard of. Does that answer your \softline
question?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Do you have the breakdown between handwritten and computer produced?\'94 Jean \softline
continued.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Yeah. It was about even.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Wonderful!\'94 Jean exclaimed. \'93That means it doesn\'92t make a difference. Boy! Will \softline
that ever be a time-saver.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Jack just shook his head, but there was a warm grin on his face. Then he turned to \softline
Susie and said, \'93As for you, young lady!...\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93What did I do...? sir?\'94 she asked fearfully.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Did you send a little boy a Steiff teddy bear?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Yes, sir,\'94 Susie admitted.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Why?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Because his grandmother said he was sick,\'94 Susan replied with her head high as she \softline
glared at Thompson. \'93I thought it might cheer him up.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Yeah... Thanks,\'94 Jack replied sarcastically. \'93That woman came back to the store \softline
along with her grandson \'97 clutching his teddy bear for dear life, I might add \'97 and \softline
spent almost $100,000 on jewelry and gifts.\'94 Glaring at Susan he said, \'93We examined \softline
your expense account carefully and couldn\'92t find a Steiff teddy bear. Where is it?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93It\'92s my money!\'94 Susie responded, glaring right back. \'93I\'92ll spend it any way I darn \softline
well feel like!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Jack just held out his arms and Susie jumped up and ran to him. He enfolded her \softline
and just kissed her gently. But that wasn\'92t what Susie had in mind at all. She really \softline
turned up the power and put Thompson out, but easily held him up as she gently set his \softline
head back against the chair.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \ul0 \tab When he recovered consciousness, Jack shook his head a couple of times to clear it \softline
and then muttered, \'93Wow!\'94 Susie was still standing before him as he said, \'93People are \softline
so damned concerned about firearms. Susan Dawson, your lips should be registered as \softline
lethal weapons!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Then he grinned and added, \'93Susie, you\'92re just the greatest girl alive in the world \softline
today. And that grandmother is hoping that someday you might be interested in her \softline
grandson. He\'92s a very good-looking young man, I should add.\'94 He paused for a moment \softline
and then continued, \'93As far as Tiffany & Company is concerned, for that kind of return, \softline
you can send out thousands of those teddy bears.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Susie just grinned and returned to her seat beside her mother.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Thompson then turned to Sandy and said, \'93As for you... Young lady, do you know \softline
what you\'92ve done?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Sandy was sitting up ramrod-straight on the sofa and looked directly into Thompson\'92s eyes. \'93No, sir. What have I done?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Jack reached back into his attach\'e9 case and pulled out another thick stack of papers. \softline
Passing them over to Sandy he asked, \'93Did you do these?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Each was a sketch of a woman \'97 a different woman each time \'97 along with a piece \softline
of jewelry, usually around her neck. For each one, there was a second: a detailed \softline
rendering of the item.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Sandy thumbed through the stack and replied, \'93Yes, sir. I did these.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Have you had any training in jewelry design? What can be done, and what can\'92t \softline
be?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93No, sir.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Well... neither did George Westinghouse when he designed the railroad airbrake. \softline
Because he didn\'92t know enough to know it couldn\'92t be done, he did it. And so did you!\'94 \softline
Thompson said with a grin.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93What did I do?\'94 Sandy asked.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93In one of your detailed sketches you solved a problem considered to be unsolvable \softline
by design professionals for years... if not for centuries. That\'92s what you\'92ve done, young \softline
lady.\'94 Then he changed tacks. \'93How many of these sketches did you send out?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93About 200.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93About?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Two-hundred and five.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Damn!\'94 Thompson exclaimed. \'93Only 190 came back as orders. That\'92s not even a \softline
95% return on your work, Sandy.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93But it\'92s better than Mom\'92s, isn\'92t it?\'94 she asked with a grin.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Jack Thompson didn\'92t respond directly. Instead he asked, \'93How much are we paying \softline
you girls for this... assignment?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \ul0 \tab \'93One-hundred thousand dollars,\'94 Jean replied. \'93But it\'92s much too much...\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab She was interrupted by Jack Thompson\'92s gales of laughter. Finally he regained \softline
control and exclaimed, \'93Too much! My dear woman, it\'92s not nearly enough!
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Do you know what you\'92ve done? All three of you? Let\'92s go backwards, starting \softline
with Sandy. The hottest thing in jewelry today is \'91A Dawson Design\'92. That\'92s you, \softline
Sandy. The finest craftspeople we employ vie with one another to be able to do a \softline
Dawson Design. They look at your detailed sketches and drool. }{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\i\cf2\f1 Drool! }{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 Can you believe \softline
it? Overtime? Forget-about-it! They love your work so much, they would work for \softline
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\i\cf2\f1 nothing!\'94}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Then Jack took a blank sheet of paper from his case and put it in front of Sandy. \softline
\'93You sometimes use a special pen to write calligraphy, don\'92t you?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Yes, sir.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Do you have it with you?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Sandy produced it from her purse and just looked at him, puzzled.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93How many letters did you send out in total again, Sandy?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93There were 205,\'94 Sandy replied with a wry smile. \'93I know because it was a \softline
punishment assignment from my mother.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Punishment?\'94 Jack asked. \'93For what?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93For becoming sloppy with my handwriting,\'94 Sandy admitted. \'93And Mom was right, \softline
of course. I was. I guess it really taught me a lesson, though. She carefully examined \softline
every single letter. And if one wasn\'92t absolutely perfect, I had to do the whole thing \softline
over. And when I say perfect, I mean }{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\i\cf2\f1 perfect!}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 If a word was misspelled or a comma \softline
misplaced, I had to do it over.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Jack just grinned and slowly shook his head. Then he said, \'93Would you please use \softline
your magic pen and write \'91A Dawson Design\'92? Do it three times, please.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Sandy looked at him strangely but did as he asked. Then she slid the paper over to \softline
him.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab He looked at it, nodded his head once and very carefully slipped it into a large \softline
envelope that already contained cardboard to prevent bending.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Sandy was really puzzled by his behavior; we all were. \'93What\'92s that for?\'94 she finally \softline
asked.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab With a broad smile he replied, \'93That\'92s our new logo for A Dawson Design. What else \softline
could it be? And the logo, like everything else, was created by Sandra Dawson.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Then he looked at Jean and said, \'93As for you, Jean Dawson, it\'92s all your fault. \softline
You\'92re the mother. You should know better. And we\'92re paying you $100,000 plus \softline
expenses. Is that right?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Yes, sir,\'94 Jean replied fearfully.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93That deal\'92s dead,\'94 Jack announced.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \ul0 \tab Jean was crestfallen.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93The new deal is $1 million, plus 10% of Tiffany & Company. The board of directors \softline
unanimously approved the issuance of new stock this afternoon. Congratulations, girls. \softline
You are now Tiffany\'92s largest shareholders, and as such, Jean Dawson, you\'92ve been \softline
elected a director of the corporation.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Jean sat there for a moment, utterly stunned. Then with fire in her eyes, she \softline
screamed, }{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\i\cf2\f1 \'93No! You can\'92t do that! }{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 You just can\'92t. We... we did it for fun...\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93You may have done it for fun, but Tiffany & Company sure as hell did not! We did \softline
it for the money, and you\'92re minting it for us. So that subject is closed.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93New subject.\'94 He glared at Jean and said, \'93It has come to my attention that Jean \softline
Dawson is not registered at Tiffany & Company. Why not?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Registered? For what?\'94 Jean responded, utterly baffled.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93My dear woman!\'94 Thompson chided. \'93For your china pattern, flatware, stemware... \softline
all that good stuff. I repeat: Why not?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Because... because we got married rather quickly. And... and with school for Susan, \softline
the baby... We\'92ve been using our everyday stuff.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Thompson turned to Sandy and asked, \'93Did you bring the computer?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab I guess notebook computers really have been shrinking. Indeed, Sandy had brought \softline
one that she carried with her purse. I hadn\'92t noticed it.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Have you given any thought to patterns for your family, young lady?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Yes, sir,\'94 she replied diffidently. Then she straightened up and looked Jack straight \softline
in the eye. \'93I don\'92t really think anything you\'92re carrying is quite right for our family.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93What would be right?\'94 he asked.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93I hope you realize you\'92re being very unfair, sir,\'94 Sandy declared. \'93I\'92ve never shown \softline
these to anyone \'97 not even to Susie. And she knows absolutely everything I do.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93May I see them?\'94 Jack persisted.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab What followed was the most stunning presentation I\'92ve ever seen in my life. Not \softline
only did Sandy have designs for china, flatware and stemware, behind each piece were \softline
the manufacturing specifications and engineering drawings. The china used gold and \softline
cobalt-blue on the rim along with a center pattern in gold on each piece. No two were \softline
the same, yet they were all geometrically related. She even had a very complex set of \softline
equations that would produce endless variations, yet every piece would remain in the \softline
family. Astounding!
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab The same was true of the flatware. The stemware was even carefully sized and \softline
shaped to conform to loading requirements of a standard automatic dishwasher.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93It\'92s utterly beautiful, sweetie,\'94 Jean declared. \'93And it\'92s perfect! It\'92s absolutely \softline
perfect for us and our family.\'94 She paused and asked, \'93Who makes it? Where can I buy \softline
it? And how much does it cost?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \ul0 \tab \'93That\'92s the problem, Mommy,\'94 Sandy said, crestfallen. \'93Nobody makes it. And \softline
until this minute, no one has ever seen it except me.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93That\'92s not completely true, either,\'94 Thompson said. \'93The china is manufactured \softline
by Copeland/Spode, the flatware by Tiffany & Company, and the stemware by Baccarat. \softline
The pattern \'97 all of the patterns \'97 carries the name, Dawson\'92s Own. And it\'92s available \softline
exclusively from Tiffany & Company, all branches. Or will be within a month or two. \softline
And of course the Dawson family will have the very first complete set.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab He shook his head and continued, \'93I really have to pat myself on the back. I thought \softline
that you three women would be fabulous models for our company\'92s advertising... and you \softline
certainly have been. But as a byproduct, what do we get? We get a free course in how \softline
to sell fine jewelry and giftware. Is that all? From the Dawsons? Hah! Now we get the \softline
first truly new designs in jewelry in centuries, and utterly perfect classic designs for our \softline
china, flatware, and so forth. You\'92ve taken us kicking and screaming into the 21}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\super\cf2\f1 st}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \softline
century!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Turning to Sandy he said, \'93And you, young lady, get a 10% royalty on every piece of \softline
A Dawson Design we sell!\'94 With a broad grin he added, \'93And it\'92s really such a shame, \softline
too, that the only places in the world that can sell Dawson Designs have Tiffany & \softline
Company on their storefronts.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Then he smiled warmly at Sandy and added, \'93I know you\'92re a wealthy young lady \softline
already. Well, we\'92re going to make you far wealthier. And you know what else? It \softline
couldn\'92t happen to a finer person.\'94
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{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Our trip to San Francisco for the premier performance of Dawson\'92s First Symphony \softline
was extended a bit. Again we went out in the same Executive Aviation G-5 with the \softline
Pages again at the controls. But this time when we boarded, the engines weren\'92t \softline
running and the Pages were both standing at the top of the stairs locked in a passionate \softline
embrace. Janice looked simply gorgeous!
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab When Bill squeezed one of her buns, she just wriggled her body even closer to his and \softline
said, \'93I thought I took good care of you less than two hours ago?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93But, darling,\'94 Bill protested, \'93I\'92m only doing my homework. Jean says I have to \softline
keep practicing making love to a pregnant woman.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab When they moved apart to greet us, they both looked simply marvelous. Janice was \softline
glowing with beauty. Pretending to glare at Jean she said, \'93I hope you\'92re satisfied! This \softline
is all your fault, you know. Before meeting you people, I only had to tolerate an assault \softline
on my womanhood a couple of times a month. But now? Good grief! It\'92s two or three \softline
times a day, }{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\i\cf2\f1 every day! }{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 There\'92s... there\'92s just no let up!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93You poor thing!\'94 Jean said sympathetically but with her eyes dancing. \'93It\'92s easy \softline
to see how beat up and abused you are, too.\'94 Then she grinned and added, \'93Now why \softline
don\'92t we get this show on the road? I\'92ve got to get my Mile High Club ticket punched \softline
again.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \ul0 \tab Oh, yeah. I guess I forgot to mention something. That night in Atlanta ended with \softline
a big argument between Jack Thompson and me over who would pay for the expenses \softline
of our trip, Tiffany or Callaway. He insisted that it was Tiffany\'92s trip, but I pointed out \softline
that I had generated hundreds of millions in sales for Callaway. The argument ended \softline
in no decision that night, but was settled in a phone call from Jack a few days later.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab He glumly reported that the answer was neither of us were paying; Executive \softline
Aviation refused to submit a bill. They claimed that the trip resulted in them selling \softline
four Gulfstreams and six huge transportation contracts. (Yeah, I guess there were a few \softline
more little executive side trips that I didn\'92t mention either.)
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Not only would there be no bill, but the Dawsons had free lifetime passes with the \softline
company. We whistle and a jet appears.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Anyway, we were again off to the Left Coast. And Jean used me as a demonstration \softline
vehicle for the advanced course in fucking a pregnant woman. Janice Page watched it \softline
in awe.
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{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab We flew out to San Francisco two days before the concert. Tim and Gwen Madison \softline
were at the airport to greet us. We had learned that both were on the symphony\'92s board \softline
of directors, and Gwen was president. (She looked stunning, by the way, having lost over \softline
30 pounds in the meantime.) A limousine took us all to Symphony Hall where Gwen and \softline
Tim proudly introduced Susan to Michael Tilson Thomas, the symphony\'92s music \softline
director, who in turn introduced her to the orchestra. They had been rehearsing the \softline
symphony, but this was their first meeting with the composer-conductor.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Susie was utterly adorable. She was wearing Levi short-shorts and one of those ratty \softline
shirts that Jean loved so much with the sleeves torn off and the shirttails tied under \softline
where someday her tits would be. But my little girl was stunningly beautiful. There was \softline
a large box on the podium for her to stand on.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Thomas handed her a baton and she tapped it on her music stand. Instantly the \softline
orchestra took their starting positions. Her arms came up and the symphony began.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Led by Thomas, the rest of us had taken seats several rows back in the hall to listen. \softline
I confess, I was astounded. There was my little girl controlling a world-class symphony \softline
orchestra. Not that I knew \'97 or know \'97 a damned thing about conducting, but she \softline
certainly seemed to. Everything seemed to work perfectly. But what do I know?
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab I know that when the first full performance ended, Susie just stood there and, while \softline
turning the pages of her conductor\'92s score, reviewed every mistake any member of the \softline
orchestra had made. When she got to percussion, she noted that the drummer was about \softline
a quarter-beat behind the orchestra. Taking her score, she jumped down from her box \softline
and went to him. She found what she had expected to find: about three-quarters of the \softline
way into the score, the printer had fouled up. The rest of the drummer\'92s score was \softline
behind the orchestra. He was dismayed, but she pointed out with a warm smile that it \softline
certainly wasn\'92t his fault; he played the score as it appeared to him.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \ul0 \tab She returned to her box and completed her review. At its conclusion the concert-
master rose from his chair and said, \'93Maestro, on behalf of the entire orchestra, I want \softline
to congratulate you. That was the best first performance I have ever witnessed and the \softline
most thorough critique. You may be very young and inexperienced, but I can assure you, \softline
you are one of the very best in the world }{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\i\cf2\f1 right now!\'94}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 The orchestra members tapped on \softline
their instruments applauding the concertmaster\'92s words.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab I glanced over at Michael Thomas who was sitting next to me. Tears were rolling \softline
down his cheeks as he murmured, \'93Such incredible talent and ability! I\'92ve been \softline
rehearsing the orchestra for over a week now and have been doing this for years, but I \softline
only picked up about 10% of the errors Susan did. That girl is unreal! And so beautiful, \softline
too.\'94 Regarding her critique he said, \'93And the way she did it! She\'92s utterly perfect. \softline
Never does she put down a performer. She merely points out how to make the next \softline
performance better. Magnificent!\'94
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{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab The night of the performance, Susan appeared before me looking nervous. Knowing \softline
her, it was her appearance she was concerned about not the performance. She was \softline
wearing a man-tailored dinner jacket that ended at her waist with a pleated shirt with \softline
a wing collar and a white bow tie. She wore a full-length straight black skirt with black \softline
ballet slippers. Her mother had worked on her face and her hair and she looked \softline
exquisite. I told her so. She beamed and rushed into my arms.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93My lovely daughter,\'94 I whispered. \'93I love you so, Susan. Your whole family does!\'94 \softline
With that I melted my lips to hers.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Later we were all seated in the president\'92s box at the symphony when Michael \softline
Thomas came out to introduce the featured work of the evening. He took great pride in \softline
introducing Susan to the audience, and the entire orchestra was on their feet to greet \softline
her as she went to the podium.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab The performance was utterly devastating. I thought the first run-through had been \softline
good but the performance was simply perfect. Susan was dazzling. Sandy, sitting beside \softline
me whispered, \'93Dad, she\'92s simply wonderful! Aren\'92t you happy for her?\'94 I assured her \softline
that I certainly was.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab The first movement was in a minor key, filled with sadness, misery and foreboding. \softline
The second introduced a note of hope that grew as the movement developed. The third, \softline
in a major key, developed the hope into the sounds of unrestrained joy. Utterly \softline
magnificent!
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab As the last notes died away, Susie turned on the podium to face the audience to the \softline
sound of... silence. I could see her eyes widen and then pandemonium broke loose. The \softline
audience had been in stunned amazement and it had taken a few moments for them to \softline
recover. The orchestra rose from their seats to continue the ovation. Thomas came out \softline
carrying a bouquet of two dozen long-stemmed red roses that he presented to her, to \softline
even greater applause. Susie took her bows and then scampered offstage.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \ul0 \tab But the pandemonium continued. She came back for a second bow, and then a third. \softline
The orchestra members were still on their feet. Finally, she returned to the podium and \softline
said, \'93Thank you all so very much. As many of you know, I really don\'92t know very much \softline
about music. But I have heard that if an audience really applauds, the conductor is \softline
supposed to give them something more. This is a little piece I\'92m calling \'91Variations on \softline
Themes from Childhood.\'92 I hope you like it.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab I noticed that the musicians looked somewhat puzzled as they positioned the music \softline
on their stands.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab What Susie had done was to take children\'92s music \'97 Three Blind Mice, London \softline
Bridge, and a number of others, and merge, then develop them. It opened with the \softline
strings playing a simple background while various groups of instruments introduced \softline
each of the children\'92s songs. As the piece developed, Susan wove the various songs \softline
together in truly beguiling and increasingly complex patterns. It closed in full \softline
symphonic form. Again there was silence followed by screams \'97 and I really mean \softline
screams \'97 from the audience. This wasn\'92t applause, it was wild cheering. And they \softline
were all cheering my adorable little girl.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Moreover, the members of the orchestra were on their feet, first applauding and then \softline
literally cheering their conductor. Unreal!
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93What was that incredible piece Susie just performed?\'94 Tim asked.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93I have no idea,\'94 I replied. \'93I was hearing it for the first time, too. But it\'92s pretty \softline
neat, isn\'92t it?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Neat isn\'92t the word for your daughter\'92s ability. The only person who comes to mind \softline
is Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart. But Susan is better than he was at the same age, and he \softline
had already had years of professional training. Jim, you have a true musical genius on \softline
your hands.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab At that point Michael Thomas came out on the stage again, went to a microphone \softline
and held up both hands for silence. As he did he was slowly shaking his head in \'97 I \softline
learned later \'97 utter disbelief. Finally the audience quieted and sat down again. Still \softline
shaking his head, Thomas said, \'93Ladies and gentlemen, what you have just heard is \softline
without precedent as far as I know. Not only was this the first public performance of \softline
\'91Variations on Themes from Childhood\'92, it was the first performance... }{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\i\cf2\f1 ever!}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 If you had \softline
been looking closely, you might have seen some of our orchestra members looking \softline
puzzled. They were.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Why? Because none of them had ever seen the music before, is why. I learned just \softline
a few minutes ago that Miss Dawson came in this evening with stacks of scores and \softline
placed them herself on all the appropriate stands.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Thomas then moved his microphone over to the podium where Susie was still \softline
standing. \'93Why, Susan?\'94 he asked. \'93Why did you do it?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \ul0 \tab \'93Well, sir,\'94 she said slowly, \'93I\'92ve always thought that a composer should also be an \softline
arranger, and I wasn\'92t able to do the full arrangement on my own symphony. This was \softline
sort of an experiment.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93But there was no rehearsal... None of the orchestra had ever even seen the score!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Mr. Thomas, over the last few days I\'92ve learned what marvelous musicians you\'92ve \softline
assembled here in the San Francisco Symphony Orchestra. I was certain they would \softline
have no trouble with it, and they didn\'92t.\'94 Turning to the orchestra she said, \'93Thank you \softline
for a wonderful performance.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Again the orchestra members rose to their feet and gave her a standing ovation. \softline
Then one of the male members yelled, \'93Three cheers for Susan! Hip, hip...\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Hooray!\'94 screamed the members.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab That was followed by two more as Susie just stood there blushing as red as a beet \softline
with embarrassment.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Michael Thomas continued, \'93Folks, this young woman is unbelievable! At an age \'97 \softline
she\'92s only eight years old \'97 when children her age are singing these songs, she\'92s \softline
weaving them into an increasingly complex arrangement yet with each component song \softline
maintaining its identity. I really don\'92t know how she managed, but she certainly did.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab He paused for a moment and then continued, \'93This girl has tonight made a \softline
significant addition to Western culture. And she will rank, I believe, as possibly the \softline
greatest American composer of all time, certainly ranking with John Phillip Sousa.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab At that point Susan whispered in Thomas\'92s ear. My hearing hadn\'92t yet developed \softline
the necessary range for me to hear what she was whispering. But he grinned, nodded \softline
and raced off the stage. In a matter of minutes, backstage personnel were distributing \softline
music scores to all the racks, finally putting a score on Susie\'92s podium.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab To the audience she said, \'93With a bow to the Boston Pops, I would like to conclude \softline
tonight\'92s program with John Phillip Sousa\'92s greatest composition, \'91Stars & Stripes \softline
Forever\'92!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab What a conductor! She had the entire brass section standing as the trumpets blared \softline
out. Then she motioned to the piccolo player to move to the soloist\'92s spot where she \softline
played the marvelous high trills that soared over the entire orchestra. But through it \softline
all, not only did she have the whole orchestra under perfect control, she was having fun!
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Finally it ended and the audience cheered. And I mean cheered! It wasn\'92t applause, \softline
it was as if the Forty-niner\'92s had won another Super Bowl. The whole concert hall \softline
rocked.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab It ended with Susie standing holding the hand of the piccolo player. She said, \'93I \softline
think this is a perfect ending. Standing beside me is the symphony\'92s piccolo player, Mai \softline
Lin, whose perfect notes soared out over the entire orchestra. I think that piece had \softline
particular meaning for her. You see, just this week, Mai Lin, a native of Shanghai, was \softline
naturalized as an American citizen.\'94 Turning to the girl, she said, \'93Thank you for your \softline
magnificent performance.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \ul0 \tab Tears of happiness were streaming down the girl\'92s cheeks as she took Susie in her \softline
arms and melted her with a kiss. Then to the audience she said, \'93On behalf of my fellow \softline
orchestra members, I would like to thank Miss Dawson for selecting us as the orchestra \softline
to debut her musical genius. And on a personal level, I can\'92t thank her enough. You see, \softline
we\'92ve only known Susan for a couple of days, but we\'92ve all come to love her... and respect \softline
her. She\'92s the finest conductor we\'92ve ever been privileged to work with. But then for \softline
me to be able to play \'91Stars & Stripes Forever\'92 this week...\'94 She could say no more, but \softline
fled back to her seat.
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{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Following the performance, there was a private reception. Tim pointed out that the \softline
music critics of the two San Francisco papers were present which meant their reviews, \softline
prepared after their having attended the dress rehearsal, would be favorable.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Susie was standing beside me when they came up and introduced themselves. They \softline
asked about the origin of the symphony.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93The work is dedicated to my parents, Jean and Jim Dawson, and to my sister, \softline
Sandy. Without my parents I wouldn\'92t be here; without Sandy, I would be dead,\'94 Susie \softline
said softly. On a strict off-the-record basis I explained what Susan had meant. Susie \softline
asked Sandy who was wearing the same black-silk gown slit to the hip on both sides to \softline
show the critics her brands. \'93I can\'92t with this skirt, sis,\'94 Susie explained.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab When Sandy exposed her flank, Susan said quietly, \'93That\'92s one of a pair; I have only \softline
one. Anyway, that\'92s the first movement. The second movement is when we rediscover \softline
our parents.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93There are undertones of fear and sadness there, too,\'94 the }{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\i\cf2\f1 Herald-Examiner}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 critic \softline
said. \'93Can you explain?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab With a small smile Susie replied, \'93That was during Mom\'92s stubborn period. She \softline
almost ruined it all for everyone.\'94 With a little smile she added, \'93That\'92s all I\'92m going \softline
to say about that.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93And the last movement?\'94 the }{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\i\cf2\f1 Chronicle}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 critic asked.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93That\'92s right now,\'94 Susie replied. \'93There\'92s no way I could be happier than I am. \softline
I\'92m a member of the finest family on the face of the earth. My parents are the best who \softline
have ever lived. What can I say? I have it all and want the whole world to know how \softline
joyful I feel.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Have you given any thought to adding a fourth movement?\'94 }{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\i\cf2\f1 Herald-Examiner}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \softline
asked.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Like \'91Ode to Joy\'92, the fourth movement of Beethoven\'92s Ninth?\'94 she asked with a \softline
grin.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Exactly!\'94 he replied. \'93Do you sing, by the way?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Susie swallowed hard and replied, \'93A very little. But only with my family.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93Could you sing for us tonight?\'94 }{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\i\cf2\f1 Chronicle}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 asked.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \ul0 \tab The result was a replay of our impromptu concert at Casco, but with a significant \softline
difference. Virtually the entire orchestra membership was attending the reception and \softline
many had their priceless instruments with them. One after another took out his or her \softline
instrument, found a seat beside where we were standing and picked up the music. By \softline
the time we finished, all we were missing was full percussion, but it was a lot of fun.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab }{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\i\cf2\f1 Ave Maria}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 was utterly enchanting. I couldn\'92t believe the notes my women so easily \softline
reached and maintained with perfect clarity and purity of sound. By the time we reached \softline
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\i\cf2\f1 The Battle Hymn of the Republic,}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 Susan was in front conducting the impromptu \softline
orchestra and doing it with authority and skill. The last stanza just thundered out. I \softline
thought it sounded wonderful. We concluded with }{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\i\cf2\f1 The Star Spangled Banner.}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 When \softline
it was over, I looked at the two critics and saw tears running down both sets of cheeks.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab What a strange reaction, I thought.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab While Susan, Jean and Sandy were thanking the orchestra members, I rejoined the \softline
critics. \'93Is it true that Susan has had no music training of any kind, formal or \softline
otherwise?\'94 }{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\i\cf2\f1 Chronicle}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 asked.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93That\'92s true,\'94 I replied. \'93My wife home-schools her, and I really don\'92t know all they \softline
do, but I do know my wife has never had formal music training, either. However, I \softline
understand there\'92s a pretty strong link between mathematical ability and musical \softline
ability. Susan\'92s math ability is phenomenal. Less than six months ago she did a \softline
complete break-even analysis of a $200 million piece of business in her head. Her mental \softline
answer was within a couple of dollars of the computer\'92s solution later.\'94 With a grin I \softline
added, \'93And I think it took the computer longer to solve the problem than Susie did.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab At that point someone appeared with stacks of copies of the first editions of both \softline
papers. The reviews \'97 no surprise \'97 were raves. \'93Not since Wolfgang Amadeus \softline
Mozart...\'94 }{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\i\cf2\f1 Chronicle}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 raved. \'93A return to the greats: Mozart, Bach, Brahms, and \softline
Beethoven,\'94 }{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\i\cf2\f1 Herald-Examiner}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 wrote. \'93In its technical perfection, Dawson\'92s First ranks \softline
with \'97 and is conceivably superior to \'97 Beethoven\'92s Fifth, the symphony so perfect in \softline
its form it virtually destroyed the form itself. No one could compete... until Susan \softline
Dawson, age eight!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab }{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\i\cf2\f1 Chronicle}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 pretended to be annoyed. \'93That\'92s what I get for writing a review ahead \softline
of the performance. There\'92s no mention of \'91Variations.\'92\'94 He shook his head and \softline
continued, \'93I really want to see the score for that one! What your daughter did truly \softline
blows the mind. How many songs did she use? Six? Eight? Ten? I didn\'92t count, but \softline
I guess I should have. Somehow she managed to weave them all together while still \softline
maintaining the identity of each one.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab }{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\i\cf2\f1 Herald-Examiner}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 chimed in, \'93I think Michael Tilson Thomas is absolutely right: \softline
Susan Dawson is already a composer ranking with the greatest of all time. And you \softline
heard the Chinese girl. I really don\'92t think she was just being nice. Susan has perfect \softline
control of that whole orchestra. She\'92s hearing every instrument individually. What a \softline
future!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \ul0 \tab A messenger came in with stacks of telegrams which he gave to Michael Tilson \softline
Thomas. \'93Susan,\'94 he announced, \'93you\'92ve made the big time. Included in this stack are \softline
invitations for you to perform your symphony with the Chicago Symphony, the Boston \softline
Symphony, the New York Philharmonic and the Philadelphia Symphony. And this is \softline
only a start. What do you say?\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab \'93What can I say?\'94 my lovely girl replied. \'93I\'92m utterly overwhelmed. As I explained \softline
to the gentlemen of the press, I wrote this to try to express my gratitude to my parents, \softline
Jean and James Dawson, and particularly to my sister, Sandy. What Sandy did for me, \softline
I will never forget, nor can I ever repay. All I can say is that she offered her life to save \softline
mine.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab At that Susie broke down in tears and ran to her big sister. The kiss those two \softline
exchanged right then would have powered California for a year and ended its energy \softline
crisis on the spot.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Oh, yes... Susie did add a fourth chorale movement. Magnificent!
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{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Susan\'92s concert was on Saturday night. We stayed over, and on Sunday to her \softline
surprise \'97 but not to mine \'97 the orchestra and Susie assembled in a recording studio \softline
rented on an emergency basis by Columbia Records. They recorded her symphony and \softline
her Variations, along with the Dawson family singing. This time we had the full \softline
orchestral backup... and I learned that Jean and I could both play the guitar, which we \softline
did when we all sang \'93Shenandoah.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Monday we drove down to the Big Sur country in a BMW supplied by the local dealer \softline
under orders from the company. The day was perfect, and we had a marvelous time. By \softline
then even tiny Jamey was beginning to take an interest in his new world; he was \softline
discovering there was more to life than sleeping and nursing at his mother\'92s luscious tit. \softline
I couldn\'92t even begin to catalog his assortment of happy sounds. He was in the center \softline
of the back seat with his sisters on each side playing with him. Wonderful!
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab We were late returning to the hotel and found first editions of Monday\'92s papers at \softline
our door. Suspecting \'97 knowing! \'97 that their appearance wasn\'92t an accident, we \softline
started to go through them.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab First, we found a full-page ad from Columbia Records announcing the release of not \softline
one, but two Dawson CD albums. The first was Susan\'92s symphony while the second had \softline
Variations and our songs. The only surprising element was the listing, along with all the \softline
major local record stores, of Tiffany & Company as a dealer.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab On the next page was a Tiffany ad like no other I\'92ve ever seen. It was headlined, \'93A \softline
tribute to a truly remarkable family...\'94 At the top was a family photo \'97 all five of us \'97 \softline
that had been taken only about a week earlier. I could not have been more proud of my \softline
beautiful family.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab But running down the left side of the page were five photos. The first was me. I \softline
don\'92t know who took it, when, or where, but there I was making a presentation of some
kind to someone. And I was even wearing a suit and tie. How about that? It identified \softline
me as executive vice president of Callaway Industries and the designer of the most \softline
powerful computer operating system in the world.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Below me was a beauty shot of Jean wearing a white bikini. (I don\'92t know if they \softline
managed to get her into one or if they created it with an airbrush on her normally nude \softline
body.) The opening statement by her name was, \'93Possibly the most beautiful woman \softline
in the world...\'94 I certainly wouldn\'92t argue with that line. It went on to describe her as \softline
the creator of the finest computer front-end in existence and the mother of two of the \softline
most talented young women in the world.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab The next picture was one of Sandy. She was wearing her brand-new cheerleader\'92s \softline
uniform (although finishing the 9}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\super\cf2\f1 th}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 grade, she had been selected as a member of the \softline
cheerleaders\'92 squad for the following year.) It showed her with one arm straight up with \softline
her feet well up off the ground. Her skirt was up and her blue bikini \'97 following in the \softline
wake of Samantha Callaway and her sister, Stephanie \'97 showed perfectly as did her \softline
perfect legs. I think they probably airbrushed out her golden pubic hair that was \softline
certainly showing over the top of the bikini. (How do I know? Because her mother \softline
worked on it very carefully to make certain that it did.) Her picture was captioned, \'93The \softline
creator of A Dawson Design...\'94 It went on to mention that she was only 14 years old and \softline
going into the 10}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\super\cf2\f1 th}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 grade. It also had thumbnail pictures of one of her jewelry pieces and \softline
A Dawson Design dinner plate.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Susan\'92s photo showed her taking a bow after the premier performance of her \softline
symphony. Its caption began, \'93America\'92s Mozart?\'94 The caption stressed the fact that \softline
she was only 8 years old. It incorporated some of the purple prose from the reviews and \softline
featured a statement that Susan may have revived \'97 rescued? \'97 classical music.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Finally, there was an adorable picture of Jamey waving one hand in the air and \softline
smiling happily. Its caption read only, \'93James Russell Dawson, Jr.\'94 It went on to point \softline
out that even though he was nearly three months old, he hadn\'92t done anything of note. \softline
He hadn\'92t even composed a simple sonata. \'93But,\'94 it went on, \'93he is the most handsome, \softline
happiest baby we\'92ve ever seen. So maybe he can get by on his looks.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Jean howled with laughter at that one.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab The next day was again spent at Tiffany\'92s. Again, I made some calls, seeing Tim \softline
Madison at Casco to fill out their order, and then went to the store. In spite of all sorts \softline
of advance precautions \'97 what seemed to be a battalion of police out front \'97 it was an \softline
utter madhouse.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab I suppose I shouldn\'92t have been surprised, but I found Jack Thompson there. He \softline
was just shaking his head in amazement. (He informed me that that was about all he\'92d \softline
been doing from the time the store first opened and the mob descended.) \'93My people \softline
have been telling me about the store scenes when your women are present,\'94 he said, \softline
\'93but it\'92s not the same thing as actually seeing it in person. Nothing close!\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab He told me that Sandy had been engaged to develop three more complete giftware \softline
lines. \'93That girl is unreal!\'94 he whispered. \'93Everything she does has so much class, it
reeks! And, needless to say, there\'92s no way we can produce the original Dawson Design \softline
items fast enough.\'94
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Susan was utterly mobbed. She was busily autographing copies of her CD for buyers \softline
who couldn\'92t wait to pay $50 for a signed copy. Only then did I realize that her music \softline
\'97 and ours \'97 was playing on the store\'92s sound system.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab Jean? She was just being Jean. The woman just exudes grace and charm. And class. \softline
\'93To the manor born\'94 says it all. That\'92s Jean Dawson, my wife and my lover. And no \softline
man in history ever had a better one.
}{\plain \fs24 *\cs1\cf2\f1 \tab (Oh, yes. The \'93goodies\'94 the girls bought on our first trip to San Francisco? That\'92s \softline
material for another story.)
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