Chapter 12: I Kissed A Girl And...
Our parents were there waiting for us, at the bar, when we entered the restaurant. Since we'd spent the day with Allison, helping her close up all of her accounts, she was treating us all to dinner at one of her favorite restaurants, far from the typical tourist fare we'd been getting so far. I think she was anxious to show off for us, and luckily, being as it was a Tuesday evening, there wasn't likely to be any of her influential clients for us to run into. At least I hoped so.
It had been an emotional afternoon for Allison, and she'd asked me for my emotional support as she had to tell all her clients she wouldn't be 'servicing' them anymore. Needless to say they weren't terribly pleased, although she said they mostly took it pretty well. Between that and the nerve-wracking events of this morning I was feeling pretty well wiped out, but I knew there'd be a lot to discuss with a lot of people over dinner.
"Alex, what the heck have you been up to?" my father asked, giving me a big hug. "All your sister said was, and I quote, that you'd gone to the local hospital but not to worry, as you weren't the one that was hurt."
I started to answer him as I gave my mother a quick hug as well, but Cate cut me off.
"You wouldn't believe it, Dad," she excitedly announced. "He brought a guy back from the dead!"
"Shhh!" I hushed her, embarrassed by the whole event. I'd prevented them all from talking about it for most of the day, so I guess it was only natural that she'd be anxious to discuss it now. Still, the whole topic made me very ill at ease. "The guy was hardly dead," I insisted. "He was merely unconscious."
"Ha! Dad, the guy had been unresponsive for a half hour, and the only reason they didn't just give up was that Brooke told her partner to keep going and not stop while she went off to get zapped by Alex." I just rolled my eyes.
"Brooke and her partner are two EMTs who were at the scene," I explained. "They'll be meeting us here shortly, along with a nurse by the name of Rebecca."
"Man," my father sighed, "I can't believe how you manage to pick up women. You put Charlie Sheen to shame." My mother slapped his shoulder but we all knew what he really meant.
"Rebecca's like Natalie, Hi Natalie," I added, acknowledging our little hotel employee who'd come in with my parents.
"Anyway," Cate went on, not losing any of her enthusiasm, "she just walks up to him and, after his usual response," she said, glossing over what the 'usual response' entailed, "he quickly explains what the visions are all about and so she grabs his hand and takes him over to the guy."
By this time we'd already been ushered to our reserved table, one big enough to sit our increasingly large party, 12 people tonight.
"She said something to him, puts his hands on the guy’s head, then a moment later he puts his hand on the guy's chest and he just sits up."
"Again, she oversimplifies. She told me the biggest problem with someone who'd been down so long was with brain damage, so she wanted me to do something to his head."
"But whatever Alex did worked, because they guy was instantly OK. No brain damage, not dead, and even alert and coherent. But Alex has been in a mood ever since," she answered with a glare at me, "and he refused to say anything about it all day!"
"Well damn it," I responded, looking quickly at Mom to gauge her reaction to my swearing, "It's very scary to have someone's life in your hands and have NO idea what you're doing, have no way of controlling or measuring what you're doing. She had me doing something to his brain and I couldn't feel or tell what I was doing. She just said 'be gentle' and left me to do whatever I was supposed to be doing. I couldn't tell if I was doing anything or if I was frying the poor guy's brain."
"I'll have you know Alex did very well," answered Brooke behind me. I waved my hand to acknowledge her, she'd told me when she walked in the door that they were here. "I realize he was unprepared for what happened, but he did as I instructed perfectly." She leaned over me and gave me a quick kiss hello, pausing a moment, perhaps to guess whether I'd allow it, but I doubt she'd have been able to have seen me nod or not.
"I'm Brooke Knowles by the way, and this is my partner, Clark Straus," she said, introducing herself, "and Alex has probably already told you about Rebecca Boles," she continued, indicating our new nurse friend. "I'm afraid I didn't get any of the rest of your names. Hi, Anh," she finished with a little wave.
While she was introducing herself I looked at them all again. I had been in such a hurry this morning that I hadn’t had much of a chance to really give them a good once over. Brooke was heavier set and a little older than most of my girls, as I’d begun to think of them. She had a short haircut, probably apropos to her work, more like a boy’s haircut than a grown woman’s. She was fair with a nice smile, blue eyes, and wearing little make-up. Whenever she smiled it took over her face, causing laugh lines to completely encircle the lower half of her face. It lit her face up enough to make you want to join her in her enjoyment.
Clark was also older, being heavier set and balding. His head was mostly bald except for the sides. He had a decent paunch as well, but both he and Brooke were obviously in decent shape. It looked like Brooke in particular was into her health, as it was clear they both had muscles and were in good shape. Clark had rugged features with a strong chin and a firm decisive look about his eyes.
Rebecca appeared to be younger than either Brooke or her partner. She had dark wavy hair with a few carefully placed blond streaks in them, just to grab attention. She had full cheeks and clear eyes, although she wore glasses much of the time due to her eyesight. She was a healthy girl, full bodied and looking like she’d happily wrestle me anytime I might offer. Personally, all three had larger breasts than my poor sister, Cate, did.
My father stood up to shake Clark's hand and to give Brooke a big hug. "Well, welcome to the family, Brooke. It looks like you're one of us now. I'm sure you have a lot of questions for him. I'm Frank Jennings and this is my wife Linda, and you've no doubt met Cate, Alex's sister."
"Well, we sorta met but nothing was very official," she cautiously replied. "We were too busy loading people into an ambulance at the time."
"I'm Clark," her partner unnecessarily stated. "I still have no clue what went on or what Brooke's gotten herself into. She refused to say a thing, just telling me we'd discuss it tonight."
"Yeah," chimed in Rebecca, "I'm even more in the dark. All I knew is that Alex stormed into the hospital. I knew he was important and needed immediate attention, but I have no idea who he is or what he represents, but what he did with the man that Brooke and Clark brought in is just amazing."
"Man, you should have seen the cops," Cate went on, not dissuaded by any of the introductions. "Their mouths all hit the curb, they couldn't believe it."
"So, care to share some details?" my father asked me once we'd all sat down and the rest of the introductions were made.
"I'll jump in if you don't mind Alex," Brooke offered, to which I merely motioned her to continue. The less I had to say the better.
"I could feel Alex there from several blocks away, before we ever got there. Personally I thought he was the Angel of Death. I've been around death a lot in my business and I've never met him before, the Angel of Death, that is, so I figured he had to have come for me, but I wasn't scared. I could feel this wasn't personal and I could tell there'd be no arguing with him. It just felt, I don't know, natural I guess. Like if this was the end that it was just natural to go with it."
"Man, that's one we haven't encountered yet," Cate chimed in. "So far we've had an Angel, Jesus and a mighty spirit. I'd never have thought of the Angel of Death."
"Yeah, well, that's the only thing I could think of that would be waiting for me at the scene of an accident radiating that much power. But when I saw him there just watching, I figured he either wasn't there for me or he was just waiting for me to finish. I figured I'd better do my best and save the guy, but there just wasn't any way to save him. So I thought I'd ask the angel for his assistance, thinking I could impress him and maybe gain some brownie points with God or something.
"I told Clark to continue treatment and not to stop, and I got up and walked up to him. I guess I don't need to tell you all what happened to me when I did," she stated, glancing around at all the various women surrounding me.
"You'd better damn well tell me," Clark insisted. "I've been waiting all day to hear this cockamamie story, and I intend to hear all of it."
"Well, he glances up and looked me in the eyes and suddenly there's this flash of light and my knees get weak. When my vision clears, there's this bright floodlight coming from Alex. Then once I manage to gather my wits, I notice that everyone else has this glow about them as well. That's when Alex told me what it was all supposed to mean."
"Which is?" Clark asked, sounding exasperated. Shani leaned over and quietly whispered to him for a few moments.
"What the FUCK?" he shouted in response.
I could see that Rebecca was just as quizzical, although not quite as rude, but Natalie had roped her into sitting with her, figuring they were compatriots, so she leaned over and explained to her what Clark had just discovered.
Brooke just met his gaze and nodded her head. "Yep, it's all true," she insisted. "You saw the results. When he told me that I could see whether there was any life left in the guy, and considering how much energy he had just leaking out of him all the time, I just figured I had to give it a try," she explained, continuing on with the story.
"When I got back to where Clark was halfheartedly doing CPR, I could still see some lingering energy in the guy. Before I'd commit to anything though, I wanted to be sure we could save him. Any time someone's been down for so long there's a significant chance of brain injury, but when I looked there was still a faint glimmer of energy there as well. That's when I told Alex to help him."
"I told her it didn't work like that," I explained, adding my own detail to her story.
"Yeah, he said he couldn't see what I could, so I took his hands and guided them to the proper location for him to apply his energy," she explained.
"See, Alex is a catalyst for change in the women around him," Cate patiently explained to Clark and Rebecca. "He picks people who already have a particular affinity for this new type of life force they all see and gives them these new abilities."
"I could tell he had no idea what he was doing, so I just told him to apply a very controlled, very careful and very small amount of steady energy to the points where I put his fingers. He did just what I asked, and I watched as those parts of his brain grew in strength."
"Damn!" was all Clark could think of to say in response.
I thought Brooke and Clark would be handy to have around. With the both of them swearing all the time Mom would have a harder time giving me hell about it.
"Once the energy in those regions in his head where most of the damage usually occurs built up, I told him to apply the same energy to his heart, only more of it. I figured he'd just strengthen the heart muscle enough for it to respond to our defibrillator. Anyway, it worked. He jolted upright like he'd just been awakened from a nap by a damn cat that had just jumped on him claws first."
"Man, it was the funniest thing to watch everyone just jump back when he did that. None of them expected it," Cate finished the recount.
"Yeah," Clark recounted with a laugh of his own. "The various police never got over it. All day they kept asking me if the stories they'd heard were true."
"What'd you tell them?" I asked worriedly.
"Oh, Brooke insisted I not say anything to anyone, we've been partners for a long time now so I tend to follow her lead when she's particular about something," he explained.
"So you didn't say anything?" I asked, just to ensure I wouldn't be hearing anything about it.
"Hell, what can I say? When people keep asking you, you've got to say something. But I tried to keep it to a minimum. Don't worry about anyone saying anything though, Brooke never told me your full name."
"So you can apply this energy to help save people?" Mom asked me. I was already dreading what everyone would be asking me to do now.
"I'm not about to do it again," I insisted. "I have no idea how to apply medicine. I have no way of gauging what's safe and what isn't. It scared the crap out of me to be doing that to some guy."
"Yeah, but if you did something wrong he'd have been just as dead as if you hadn't done anything," Shani offered.
"Maybe so, but at least then I wouldn't have been guilty of frying him!"
Brooke smiled and patted my back. "Hell, kid, you did good. You officially brought someone back from Death's door. Enjoy the feeling for a while. It doesn't always last, believe me," she told me with honest feelings.
"Is that why you didn't want us discussing it?" Cate asked.
"Yeah, plus I figured if I started I'd just keep having to repeat it all over and over. There were just too many people to tell, and it was just too painful for me to deal with right then."
"So that's why you pushed us so hard to do all that crap work?" Cate asked.
Ah, there it was. The “Look”. The Mom look we'd always gotten whenever we used the wrong word. For a bit I'd thought she'd given up on it. But it looked like it still applied to my little sister, even if it didn't to me.
"It wasn't 'crap work'," Allison responded sharply. "There were a lot of important people I had to contact and delicately let down, and it took a lot of effort. I for one appreciate everything you all did for me today."
"Hey, wait," Clark said, sitting up a little straighter. "Don't I know you? You went out with the mayor a couple of times?" Allison just smiled patiently at him, waiting for him to make all the necessary associations in his head.
"Yeah, I think I saw you with the State Senator as well," Brooke stated.
"I've been with a great many people, let's just leave it at that," she replied quietly. "I've decided to leave that life behind. Alex has convinced me to turn my life around and to honestly help people, instead of just playing at it like I'd been doing."
"How had you been playing at helping people?" Brooke asked her. Shani leaned over and whispered in her ear. "Oh wow," she responded quietly to the surprising answer.
"What?" Clark asked loudly from beside her.
"She told her that she had been using her ability to feel her clients emotions to make them feel better and to try to help them. Alex questioned whether that was really what was occurring or not, and suggested maybe a direct approach would be better. A medically licensed approach that is," my mother explained, joining in the discussion for a change.
"You know," Allison explained, "many of my clients congratulated me and told me they'd volunteer to be my first clients once I got my degree."
"Would that be with or without benefits," my father pointedly asked before he reconsidered. "Not that I think you'd do that," he countered. "It's just that I'd have to question their motives if I was in your shoes."
"Dad, you could never fit in her 5 inch heels, though it would be fun to see you try," Cate smilingly replied.
"Maybe not, but I take his meaning," Allison responded. "Actually they sounded quite sincere. I explained that I was permanently out of the business. I'd gotten quite close to most of my clients. It's what allowed me to do so well when there are so many who charge pocket change to do the very same thing."
"Still," I consoled her, "I think your choice is the better one. You were so worried that I'd come to pass judgment on you, I think you'd been feeling guilty about what you'd been doing for a long time. This way you can still help people, but without all the negatives associated with your behaviors."
"Yeah, yeah, this is all interesting, but I'm still a little confused here," Rebecca interrupted the conversation. "I assume that all of you share this little ability to see people's energy or something?"
"We think of it as their life force," Cate offered.
"Yeah, OK, but you can all see it?"
"Not just that, they all share the ability to communicate telepathically with Alex."
"So, how come I didn't receive the same thing? Was I not deserving enough?"
"No, no," Natalie hurried to console her. "It's nothing like that. It gets complicated and it's all just conjecture at this point, but it seems that there are some people who have some kind of genetic thing that can feel others' energy. That makes them susceptible to what Alex can do to them. You and I, as well as a lot of others, only have a partial dose of it so we can feel it a little, just not enough to get the full treatment."
"According to my theory, which Natalie's quoting, that's also why it only affects women. It acts like a weird recessive trait, kind of like color blindness but apparently it only works on women. Men just don't seem to be susceptible."
"So it's like an XLink recessive trait, just the reverse of how they normally present?" Rebecca asked, leaving the rest of us scratching our heads, but apparently Cate knew exactly what she was talking about.
"Yeah, you've got it. That would mean that the various people who feel attracted to Alex but aren't triggered by him, are what you'd normally consider carriers, they only have a single affected gene."
"Uh, how about a little English, Cate?" I asked, trying to bring the discussion back down to where everyone else could understand some of it.
"So you've got two whole classes of women following you around; those with magical abilities and those who just find you dreamy?" Clark asked, sounding a little annoyed.
"Pretty much, although I'm doing nothing to attract them, they just started to notice me and come up to me once we hit the city. I've never had a problem with it before."
"We're not sure if it was simply the isolation of our small town, or whether his particular abilities only become activated at a particular age," Cate summarized.
"Man, this is just plain crazy," Clark summarized for himself.
"Yeah, but you've gotta admit the results are pretty convincing." Brooke said.
"Well, what he did was very impressive, but it was a single case," he cautioned.
"But what he's done to each of us he's done, what, five times?" Shani offered.
"Look, let's not fight about this,” Allison said. “I know it takes time to come to an understanding about all of this, so let's just all think about it before we start saying anything we'll regret. We're just trying to lay out what it is that we understand at this point in time. I'm sure we'll have a more complete picture once Cate gets her brother back to her hidden lab to experiment on him, but for now this is our understanding of events."
"She's got a good point. We could sit here and discuss all the details, but everyone here has already heard the story multiple times already," I added.
"Yeah, each time he finds a new girl, and so far he's managed to find one just about every day he's been here. That's a lot of listening to the same theories over and over again," my father groused.
"Well, if we're changing the topic; Brooke, what are your plans for the future? We all plan on following Alex home and setting up shop in his little farm community." Brooke looked a little startled.
"I don't know," she answered. "I've got a couple of kids I'd have to pull out of school." She didn't seem put off as much as she was simply thinking of all the tasks she'd have to get started on.
"Slow down everyone," I said, trying to slow down the discussion. "Maybe her family doesn't want to move. Besides," I continued, thinking of a new stalling maneuver, "it may be better for her to remain here in her job. After all, if everyone with this ability is living in the same place, there's an increased chance everything I've done being undone by a single unfortunate accident."
"Oh, come on, Alex," Cate complained. "You know perfectly well if you imply you want something they'd fall all over themselves doing it for you. Give her a chance to make up her own mind."
"Still, he's got a point," Mom interrupted. "We currently have a bunch of new additions to our little house, and it just isn't going to be big enough for all of you. How about, if you all want to come, we schedule it in shifts?"
"This is a lot to take in all at once," Brooke complained with a smile, showing she wasn't overly concerned.
"Does that mean...?" Rebecca asked, leaving the question unfinished.
Natalie reached out and held her arm. "Don't worry, he said we're as welcome as the rest are. He says he doesn't want us to be considered lesser participants in any way. Isn't that right Alex?"
Man, was I feeling put on the spot. I really didn't want all these women giving up their lives for me, but they just weren't giving me any outs.
"Yeah, that's my position. If I invite you in then you're a part of the whole scheme. But that in no way means any of you are obligated..."
"Yeah, yeah," Cate dismissively waved me off, already assuming no one would be interested in turning down the offer. "So do you think you could stand working at a small regional hospital?"
"I think if I join the second wave it'd give me time to rearrange the kid's schedules."
"You'd quit your job?" Clark asked, surprised to find his long time partner abandoning him.
"Face it," she told him, turning to look in his face. "If it was up to you, would you turn down an opportunity like this?"
He looked unhappy for a few moments before sighing deeply.
"No, I guess I wouldn't. Still, with this new ability of yours you might be able to improve our rescue rate even more than we've managed over the last few years."
"Well, I guess I'll have a chance to test that out if they aren't going to be ready for me for a while."
"So, Brooke, tell us about your kids. How old are they?" Brooke's face lit up at the chance to talk about her kids.
"I have two; Susan, or Suzy, who's 9 and Peter, who's 11. They mean the world to me, but they can be two unholy terrors for a single mother to deal with. Suzy is full of questions all the time and Peter just likes to get into trouble. I can imagine all the questions Suzy is going to have for all of you," she concluded with a laugh.
I remembered how cute Anh's granddaughter Victoria was and smiled at the memory as well.
"I look forward to meeting them," I told her, actually anticipating it enough to forget about my feelings of dread at the idea of another couple of women following me home.
"Rebecca, what's your story? Tell us a little about yourself," my mother continued playing host. Once again, I was just happy to have the attention taken off me for a change.
"Well, I've been working as an ER nurse for the last decade. I got my degree from Washington University in Saint Louis, Missouri. Aside from spending my days and evenings covered in bloody scrubs, I enjoy the occasional date but I'm generally too busy to do that much. Right now I think I like Cate's attitude in that I'd love to study what is going on here. Actually I'd love to have this vision thing you all are talking about, but then I guess that puts me in the same camp as Alex and Cate, so I guess I'm not too low on the miracle totem pole," she said with a gentle laugh. It was nice to see her so relaxed with the whole unusual situation. Clark was another case, though. He continued to eye me warily. Not that I could blame him.
"Given all this talk of Angels, Spirits and such, I guess it's my role to inform you all that Alex isn't particularly religious," Cate generally informed the assembled crowd without any preamble.
"Cate," Mom chided my sister.
"What? I can't be blamed for Alex's lack of faith."
"Just how religious is 'not very religious'?" Rebecca asked.
"Actually I'm an atheist. I don't believe in God at all," I answered honestly. It got less of a reaction than I'd expected. Usually when you mention atheism everyone acts like you just ran over a puppy. They just can't picture life without some mythical being to rely on.
"Alex!" Mom reacted, as if this was the first time she was hearing this. Actually, given how infrequently I mentioned it maybe it was. She knew I hadn't attended church with them except for special occasions for quite some time. I guess we'd be having a discussion sometime in the near future.
"Hmm, an Angel who doesn't believe in God, that's a new one," Allison remarked. "I hadn't realized that yet. So I guess asking you to forgive me really was unnecessary?" she smiled.
"Explain to them why you don't believe in him, Alex," Cate instructed me.
"I've just never bought the whole concept of the soul," I explained, watching everyone's reactions. "I can't picture a soul existing outside of a physical body, outside of the memories stored in the synapses in the brain. Once you take the idea of a soul out of the picture, the whole concept of God just falls apart. You can't have heaven without souls to inhabit it, you can't have a Holy Ghost without them, and you also can't have a paternal entity watching over everyone's inner thoughts across the universe. But I don't expect anyone else to share my beliefs, though, they're mine and I know most people wouldn't agree with them."
"Hmm," Allison commented again. "An Angel who doesn't believe in God, and a Great Spirit who doesn't believe in spirits. How do you explain all that's been happening, all that we're seeing, if you don't believe in it?"
"Well, first of all, I can't explain anything that's been happening lately. Secondly, what you're seeing is the person's life energy. That I can believe in. But Brooke, did you notice the guy's soul leaving his body? Or did his life force just get weaker and weaker until it just started to fade away? That fits with my particular world view."
"Well, what about Anh's theory about your spirit crossing over from another dimension to take human form here on earth?" Patricia asked me. She hadn't said anything regarding religion before, but given her background singing blues and jazz tunes, she could either be very religious or completely abstaining.
"No offense, Anh," I began, waiting for her to nod her head at me, "but it's an old world tale from her country of origin from a long time ago. If they ever existed at all, there's no telling how far the stories got stretched over the years to fit into standard thinking of the time. She's provided some useful insights, but I'm not sure I'm quite willing to believe all of it yet. Just like I don't expect any of you to believe any of what I believe."
Anh said a few words in Vietnamese, surprising our three newcomers, so I quickly translated.
"She says: The newborn doesn't know how it comes into the world, so too is a spiritual rebirth. We may never know the truth of his stories, but I feel secure in the knowledge of spirits I have met in the past, whatever their origins." Our newest members all sat agog over the exchange.
"Yeah, I know what it's like," Dad said. "I'm not sure I'll ever get used to them doing that."
A brief exchange started up about whether I knew Vietnamese, which took the pressure off the scene created by the previous discussion, but they quickly returned to it until Shani put a quick end to it.
"I said before and I think I can speak for many of those here," Shani patiently explained. "You've managed to shake up enough of our belief systems that we've not real sure what to believe anymore. All we know is we trust you and trust your judgment. Whether your beliefs about souls is true or not, or whether you're like Anh suggests, merely struck dumb so you won't remember who or what you are, is anyone's guess."
"Well, I'm not sure if I'm quite as complacent about it, but we'll talk about that later," my mother warned me. I just smiled in return, having expected just that very response.
The food started arriving about then so the discussions held up, shifting over to quiet conversations between individuals. I was impressed with Allison's choice. I could see why she liked it. It was quiet, respectful, the food was excellent, and no one paid any particular attention to famous or unusual individuals. As the meal began finishing we all started to talk about what was up for the evening, but I begged off, telling them that I was still too preoccupied by my experience with the man from this morning. They all seemed to respect that and proceeded to make plans that, for once, didn't involve me.
Patricia reluctantly told me she was a little glad I was indisposed, since she wanted to continue to practice performing with her new abilities, and wasn't ready to do so with my overwhelming distraction quite yet. All the new people thought that was very exciting and decided they'd like to see her perform. My parents announced they were interested in trying the casino, while Natalie said she had to go home and prepare for work in the morning. Anh decided to go with my parents, declaring that perhaps the peace and quiet of a blackjack table might calm her nerves so excited by the activities of late. That left only three. Cate stated she was tired and would watch out for me, although I noticed her watching me like she didn't think she could trust me on my own for the night. Allison said she was looking at rewarding me for all the help I gave her today, but that she could do that without talking about what happened. I couldn't really refuse under those conditions, so Shani said she'd accompany us back to the hotel as well.
On the trip back home we took a cab; I'd learned that Allison's sexy, bright red, 2-door convertible BMW wouldn't fit all of us. Damn, that was one sexy car, but it just wasn't practical for a young boy with six women trailing after him. Maybe she'd let me drive it sometime. In the cab I didn't want to make any assumptions, wanting to give myself some wiggle room, so I suggested we simply watch an in-room movie. They all agreed with that so we were set for a quiet evening. I might have been interested in some peace and quiet, but too much quiet would just cause me to think about what I almost did this morning, so some distraction sounded like a good idea.
With the four of us spread out before the hotel's television I discovered the limits of my harem controlling mental powers when I was voted down in my choice of an action flick, and we ended up watching a chick flick instead. I sat against the headboard of my bed with Shani and Allison leaning against me and Cate lying further down, leaning against my leg (it works, you'd have to see it to figure it out I guess). They'd all go "Ahhh" every time something cute happened on screen. However part way through the film both girls were holding hands with me, which meant that whenever they'd go "ahhh," they'd pull my hand to their chests. I started looking forward to the romantic moments on the small screen. Even Cate would cuddle herself against me during these moments, and while having your sister's breasts pressed against you is a little disconcerting, I certainly wasn't going to complain about anyone's delicious breasts being pressed against me. Well, maybe my mother's, but that's another story. Too many associations I guess.
After the movie we discussed what to watch when Shani suggested they had HBO. I started looking for the big films but came across one of the play acted "Adult" shows. I paused at it and Cate asked if we could watch, so we did. Soon I was cuddling both women and playing with their breasts while we watched the silly program. There certainly wasn't much plot, but the two lead characters were the same body type as Cate and I, a thin A-chested female and an equally thin, aka 'scrawny', guy. Both of us started talking about how we hated the overdone silicone/steroid injected looks of most current actors.
Watching the film kind of made me think of Cate and I and, while a bit disturbing, I kept watching because it would be rude to suddenly change it. When Cate asked Shani about her preferred body type, she said she appreciated older guys, adding that I'd be perfect once I added some inches to my waist and grew some more forehead. When asked, Allison laughed and simply said she'd seen so many that the build no longer had much attraction, it was personality she was interested in and in doing things for the people she was with. I thought that was very romantic for a professional escort, but I wisely kept silent. We all laughed and sighed appropriately as the girls started teasing me back and kissing me between them. After a bit we shifted around, being careful not to disturb Cate too much, until we were lying with me facing Shani with Allison spooned up against me.
Shani and I began making out as I gently began massaging Shani's breasts to the moaning sounds coming from the video, while Allison kept my senses alive with a series of intimate caresses. Cate moved and lay down beside Shani, watching us, commenting that we were much more exciting to watch than the phony actors on the video. "Although," she added, "you three are a lot less believable in real life." It's an interesting experience kissing a laughing girl.
Allison was hugging my back, pressing her chest against my back and her crotch against my ass while looking over my shoulder. I'd managed to get Shani's shirt open, she wasn't wearing a bra, when I suddenly had a flash of inspiration. Figuring I'd either have fun or die trying, I grasped Cate's hand and pulled it forward and wrapped it around Shani's left breast as I covered her hand with my own.
She gasped as her hand made contact, and didn't move for several moments. I couldn't even tell if she was still breathing. Shani sensed the difference and froze as well, although her breathing kind of staggered. Allison simply ground her crotch into my ass as her hand snaked around and grasped my erection. She didn't do much other than a soft caress, we were still keeping things casual, but it was a nice addition to the total scene. Finally Cate began shifting our combined hands around Shani's breast, exploring with only a gentle light touch. I noticed some extra goose bumps develop along Shani's skin.
Allison's breath was loud in my ear as Shani and I continued kissing. I pressed down on Cate's hand, causing her to squeeze Shani's breast and Shani's breath caught. Shifting a bit, I formed my sister's hand into the proper shape and had her squeeze, then pull, the exposed nipple a bit to further extend it. Speaking to us both Shani whispered "harder". Cate and I did as she asked, and I felt Allison pick up the pace slightly in my nether regions.
Leaving the breast play to my sister, who seemed to have figured out herself, I shifted Shani over a little so I had better access to all the various parties, and I focused my attention on some thigh work. While continuing the kissing I began playing with Cate's thigh, trying to get her comfortable with the contact by being nonthreatening in my approach. Allison was breathing in my ear as she watched the events unfold, although I had shifted out of her reach in order to access my sister. Cate seemed completely focused on what was occurring under her hand, reacting with a strange, confounded expression on her face that seemed to say she was surprised at what she was allowing herself to do. Since she wasn't focused on what I was doing I explored a bit more, slowly moving my hand up her leg. Imitating my actions from before, Allison reached across with her free hand and placed it over my own on Cate's thigh, guiding my hand on its exploration of her flesh. This continued without complaint, so soon we were openly palming her crotch and she responded by pressing against our hands. I was absolutely flabbergasted that she'd allow me to be so forward with her, but figured I'd keep going as long as she didn't complain. I swore to myself that I'd stop as soon as she hesitated, so I watched her carefully while I progressed, which had a direct effect on my kissing technique so Shani and I stopped.
Allison took advantage of this opportunity. Not wanting to break our contact with Cate, she rolled me partly over so she could reach me enough for us to kiss. We continued mutually playing with Cate, Allison's experience evident in both her kissing technique and in her approach on my sister, keeping it gentle but still pushing her further along. Shani wasn't ignored as she started to kiss my neck while Allison and I made out. Allison continued to guide my hand so I wouldn't be distracted.
This worked very well. Allison is such a good kisser that I never once thought of the difficulties of... well I couldn't remember when. She also had enough experience to know just how much pressure to apply to stimulate Cate while not scaring her. However Cate seemed preoccupied. Now that she had freer access to Shani's charms, she was actively exploring her chest with her unguided hand. I was simply overwhelmed with everything happening to me, the sounds of everyone's increasing breaths overwhelming the sounds of fake heavy breathing from the TV. Finally Allison and I broke apart and I surveyed the scene before me again.
Shani had progressed to licking my ear, which I found intriguing. I was especially surprised by how stimulating I found that simple act to be. I could see Shani was breathing heavily and her chest began to glisten with tiny little beads of perspiration. At Cate's prompting she lay back enough and Cate tried licking Shani's nipple. Man, was I ever glad to be me at that point. A bed full of available females; well, I wasn't sure how Cate qualified but it was a bed full never-the-less. Not only that, but I was witnessing my first girl on girl action, something I'd dreamed about for years. None of the girls from the previous encounters had shown any interest in such activities, but now both Cate and Shani seemed to have surprised themselves with their willingness to explore.
Shani decided she'd had enough and began unbuttoning my shirt. Deprived of her plaything, Cate instead started playing with Shani’s nipples again, giving her free access to my, well, shirt. Allison began nuzzling my neck while Cate started whispering how she couldn't believe what she was doing.
Since Shani finished unbuttoning my shirt, we both stopped what we were doing and sat up to remove our shirts. Allison pulled it off my arms once it got that far, and I got up, grabbed Shani by the legs and pulled them out from under her so she landed flat on her back. Crawling up her legs I growled as I wrestled her snap and zipper with my teeth, causing the girls to giggle. I then grasped her jeans with both hands and tugged them slowly off her, gently kissing her skin as it was exposed, moving lower and lower. I finally finished as I slid her jeans off her feet and dropped them on the floor. Knee walking back up the bed, I knelt by her hips and, growling again, chewed on her panties. They had a nice damp texture to them along with a delightful smell. Then I shifted up and grabbed them in my teeth and began the fairly difficult process of removing her panties with my teeth. I finally had to give up on that endeavor and ended up just pulling them down, sniffing them deeply before dropping them on her jeans.
Meanwhile, all three of them lay there, watching and giggling together. But, as I was chewing on Shani's crotch, Cate scooted up to lay alongside Shani and began playing with her tit again. Shani looked at her with lidded eyes and licked her lips, but that's as far as they got because they were still watching me. Allison contributed by demonstrating how she liked to play with breasts, just so she'd have the example of course.
I began climbing back on the bed when the girls began chanting "Strip, Strip, Strip" so I stopped and did it. I gave my hips plenty of shake, pulling my jockey shorts down along with my jeans. As they moved past my erection they got hung up for a moment then sprang free, causing my erection to bob up and down in front of their eyes. They looked at it in fascination, the video completely forgotten except for the occasional moaning coming from the speakers. Taking the jeans completely off, I again got on the bed, but grabbed Shani by the hips and shifted her up in the bed, then curled up at her knees and stared at her shaven pussy. I breathed in deeply, appreciating the scent that I was beginning to associate with her. I blew air gently across her exposed lips. She shivered and moaned. I took a little while to explore. It was like this morning, only I wasn't hurrying from one girl to the next and I could take my time and explore with my fingertips. I traced a finger along her inflamed labia, drawing the moisture I found there along her lips. I lifted my finger to my lips and, looking the girls in their eyes, slowly licked it and sucked the essence from it. Again, the effort was probably wasted on both Shani and Allison, but Cate took a deep breath while watching me lick my finger. Cate was now playing with both of Shani's breasts, but they were all watching my actions intently. I guess my glow didn't interfere with their watching what I was doing with Shani, Allison occasionally biting Shani's shoulder or licking her neck like she had mine.
I bent my head back to the source of Shani's nectar and used my fingers to spread her outer lips apart to view her delicate inner lips.
"You're going to have to help me here," I informed them gently, "I want to make this as special as I can." Looking at Cate I went on, "Any help from the peanut gallery would be appreciated."
"Why would you expect me to know what to do?" Cate asked.
"Just let me know what feels good," I responded.
"When someone does it to me, I'll let you know how it feels. Now hurry up, I'm learning here as well."
"Go ahead, experience is very overrated," Allison advised me. "Just have fun and explore. Discovering things together is its own best reward."
With that urging I bent back down and took a long slow swipe with my tongue, drawing it through the moist base at the bottom and lifting it slowly upwards, trying to dance my tongue around until I finally reached the apex, where I ran across the little bump at the top. Twiddling it with my tongue caused her knees to rise up and she gasped. Just as I was doing this Cate leaned into Shani, whispered, "I've always wanted to try this," and gently kissed her. Just as their lips met I sucked Shani's clitoris into my mouth and gently batted it with my tongue. This caused her to suck my sister's tongue into her mouth, and her level of aggression with the kiss went up a notch. If Cate was experimenting, she just went from 'seeing if she'd like it' to 'trying to hold on'.
Allison was gently guiding them along as she rubbed both Cate's back and Shani's arms, cooing softly to them both.
I worked Shani's clit for a bit then moved back down to her vagina, spreading her ample juices as I went. I was taking the moans she issued through Cate's mouth as my only advice on how I was doing, but it sounded like I was doing a fair job. As Cate massaged her breasts and tongue wrestled with her, I speared my tongue into her sex, seeing just how deep I could reach with it. She loved it and began rotating her hips in a circular pattern. Pressing my face fully into her crotch, I started bobbing my head, literally tongue fucking her while breathing in her increasing scent.
Shani meanwhile opened Cate's blouse, with Allison's assistance, and was now massaging her breasts. Cate was now lying half on top of Shani as their kiss continued to deepen. The longer I worked on her pussy the wilder Shani got. I tried sucking her clit again as I got my finger involved and began a slow finger fuck on her. Suddenly her thighs closed on my head and I found myself held so tightly I couldn't breathe. However I still had free access with my finger to her pussy from below, so I could continue to piston my finger in and out while I put extra effort into sucking her clit.
I was beginning to worry about suffocation, as Shani began thrashing around and moaning into my sister's mouth. The sound of the TV was completely overwhelmed with both girls moaning loudly. I felt a hand in my hair pressing my head harder into Shani's crotch. I counted two orgasms and a couple of minor tremors before her thighs finally fell open and I took a deep, gasping breath, trying to fill my lungs with oxygen again. While trying to regain my breath I looked up and saw Shani had collapsed, but Cate had moved from her lips to her left breast, which she was actively sucking while her hand played with the other. I briefly considered diving in again, but noticed Shani weakly shaking her head, so I crawled up to lie beside Allison, cuddling up to her, leaving Cate and Shani plenty of room to work. Allison gave me a hungry kiss, and when she released my lips Shani twisted around, kissing me deeply, licking along my mouth trying to extract her own juices. Suddenly we were interrupted when another face intruded into our kiss.
“Sorry,... but I just... wanted to... have a taste... without having to actually... eat pussy,” gasped out my sister as she proceeded to lick all around my face, seeking out all of Shani’s cum she could reach. She was leaning over both Shani and Allison, so I reached up to hold her side. She shifted and my hand landed on her breast. Figuring it must be the fates; I hefted it and began working the nipple. I saw Shani doing the same with the other while also cupping Cate’s face.
As Cate was finishing her cleaning duties, I eased forward and pressed my lips to hers. The touch was like sparks hit our lips and we paused briefly, then she pressed against me pushing her tongue into my mouth. I breathed deeply through my nose, still massaging her breast, enjoying all the sensations when Cate yanked her head back, stared me in the eyes with a deer in the headlights look. She then jumped up and ran to the bathroom, leaving the three of us looking at each other in confusion.
“Think we went too far?” Shani asked.
“I don’t know. She seemed to be into it for quite a while. She certainly seemed to be enjoying you. I think it was me that scared her,” I responded, thinking about what might have triggered her panicked response. “She wasn’t really kissing me as much as she was searching for more of your cum. Damn, I should have known not to push Cate into something she wasn’t ready for.”
Shani pulled my head against her chest and whispered to me, “Nonsense, she was getting into you then the whole scene got us all carried away. Me too, I’ve never done anything with another girl before. She just got scared. Give her time. She’ll get used to the idea.”
Allison agreed as she also nestled against me, merely consoling me this time, despite all the arousal that had just seemed to have evaporated with Cate's sudden departure.
“Maybe,” I replied doubtfully. “I just hope I didn’t just screw up a great sibling relationship.”
Cate didn’t come out of the restroom. Shani soon got up and tried the door only to find it locked. Knocking on the door she called “Cate? It’s me Shani, can we talk?” I didn’t hear the response but she returned and collected Cate’s clothing, which she passed to her, while the door remained mostly closed. Cate never made any appearance. Shani finally came back to our bed. I was getting worried. After a while, we heard the door lock click. Turning we saw Cate slide out of the bathroom and open the front door.
“I’m going out for a little while,” she whispered without looking at either of us. The door clicked closed behind her before any of us had a chance to respond. I started to get up but Allison held me in place.
“Let it ride,” she cautioned, “She needs to think it all through.”
Unconvinced, I shrugged and snuggled back down. Twenty minutes later, I was pacing when the door lock clicked again, turning I glanced at it as it opened. Only instead of my sister, Anh and Patricia came in. They smiled at me and started to say something but looked confused at the look on my face. I simply turned back and resumed pacing, while Shani and Allison met them at the door and they whispered explanations.
Figuring Mom and Dad must have also returned, I considered telling them Cate was absent but reconsidered after thinking of what I’d say. I was finally coaxed back to bed by the various women. Although we had the two beds to share, they all seemed to think it was necessary to console me, so we somehow all managed to squeeze onto the one bed while they consoled me. It was a short time later when Shani got up.
“Sorry, but I’ve got to go back to work tomorrow. I’m sorry to abandon you now but I don’t have much choice.” She seemed ready to cry, so I simply kissed her cheek, then her lips, giving her a hug and escorting her out. I was about to walk out with her so I could search for Cate but was hindered by Anh. She simply shook her head and we returned to bed. We lay restlessly until I nodded off without being consciously aware of it. It was a very fitful sleep and I partially awoke several times, but I didn’t get up and go looking for her.
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