Chapter 21

Greg was put through to Marina immediately.  He quickly explained the situation to her and there was a moment of silence on the other end of the line.

“And what did you say the name was of this mediator?”

“Haskins.”

“Don’t worry.  He has done this type of thing before; and he has been overturned every time.  Come straight to the office and we will get the injunction request ready before he even gets his decision written out.  This time I am going to bury that pious son-of-a-bitch so deep that he can’t ever do this kind of thing again.”

During the ride home, Mandy was silent.  Only the tears trailing down her face gave any indication that she was awake.  Greg tried to tell her what Marina had said, but she gave no sign that she even heard him.

As soon as they came in the house, she swept up Jenni into her arms and went into the little girl’s bedroom with her.  Traci waited for Greg to explain what had happened.  She knew from Mandy’s reaction that it wasn’t good but when Greg told her just what went on, she dropped into a chair and broke into tears of her own. In many ways, Jenni was very much her own little girl as much as she was Mandy’s.

Greg comforted Traci until she pulled herself together and then went in to check on Mandy.  He found her curled up on the twin bed in Jenni’s room, holding the sleeping girl in her arms.

He called out softly to Mandy, but she didn’t answer.  He walked over to the bed and touched his lover on the shoulder.

“Just go away and leave me alone.  I just need to hold her a while.”

Greg did as she asked, but he was worried.  He didn’t know what to do.  And he really hated to be so helpless in a situation like this.  Damnit! As the man of the house, he was supposed to be able to figure out the answers!  And in this situation, he couldn’t do anything.

He finally figured he could make himself useful by fixing them all something light to eat.  He heated up some soup and made some sandwiches.    Before he could get the soup done, the phone rang.

Marina was on the other end saying that they obtained an emergency injunction until a court could hear the case.  That meant that Jenni stayed right where she belonged until a judge reviewed the case.  She also said that she was confident that they would come out on top when it happened.

Greg ladled up a cup of the soup and headed to Jenni’s room.  He found the little girl asleep in her crib but Mandy was not to be seen.  He finally found her in the room that had been turned into her studio.  She was drawing furiously on a canvas, adding the lines to be filled with color.  Next to her were a couple more that she had already sketched in.  The images were disturbing to Greg, nothing at all like he had seen her draw before.  The sadness showed clearly in the face of the woman portrayed.  Another depicted a pregnant girl whose womb was being ripped out by a giant pair of hands.  The hands were definitely male.

“Sweetheart, Marina was just on the phone and said she had an injunction.  Plus she is sure that we will beat this thing.”

She wouldn’t turn from the canvas to face him.  She just kept drawing in frantic strokes of her pencil.  When he told her he had brought something to eat, she finally told him to just leave it on the table.

Knowing that he couldn’t do anything more, he quietly backed away and out the door.  Back in the kitchen, he served up two more bowls and then took them and the sandwiches into the living room where Traci still sat.

The two ate quietly, each lost in their own thoughts.  Greg picked up a book and tried to study, but the words refused to make sense.  All he could think of was what if he and Mandy (and Traci) lost the light of their lives.

It was quite late for them before they started to go to bed.  Greg went to the studio to find Mandy asleep, passed out on the floor.  He roused her enough to get her to go with him to their bedroom, where he stripped off her clothes and settled her under the covers.  He passed Traci in the hall where she had changed Jenni and put her back to bed.  With their arms around each other, they turned around and joined their lover.

Mandy missed the next few days of classes.  Most of her professors understood and made allowances for her absence.  Her art professor was as shocked as Greg had been at the intensity of the new paintings.  He had to agree that there was a lot of passion in them and he urged her to paint more.  He understood that for an artist, this was the best way for her to work out her anger and fear.

However, Greg was very concerned about Mandy’s state of mind.  She was coping now because she was holding on to the hope that the decision would be reversed.  If it was upheld, he wasn’t sure if she would be able to handle losing her daughter.  For that matter, he wasn’t sure how he would be able to handle it.

The decision arrived by registered mail.  It contained all the reasons that Mr. Haskins had given for giving custody to Mandy’s parents.  Greg called Marina and found out that she had a copy and was already preparing the appeal.  They had just set a hearing date in two months and the judge was a stickler for the law.  Marina once again assured them that this was a good thing.  In order to help offset the cost of the appeal, Marina also asked them if they would mind getting help from the ACLU, Americans United, and anyone else she could contact.

“Haskins and other mediators like him need to be taught a lesson.  Getting national exposure to the problem would not only help put some weight behind your case but just might help other young women in the same situation.”

Mandy didn’t like the idea of being the center of attention like that.  However, when Marina appealed to her sense of helping others, she agreed.

After they got off phone, Mandy told Traci what was going on.  “Since we may be watched and picked apart by people on both sides on this, I want to let you know that if you don’t think you can handle it, you can do whatever you need to and we’ll understand.”

Traci looked shocked for a moment.  Her first reaction was to be hurt that Mandy didn’t want her around.  But when she thought of Mandy’s nature to protect those she loves, Traci changed her reply.

“Mandy my love, I appreciate you thinking about me, but we are family.  Families stick together through anything.  Besides, we are not doing anything wrong.  I would be a really sorry person if I thought of taking off and leaving you with all this alone.”

The two women came together in a tearful hug filled with relief and love for each other.  Greg came in with Jenni to find them still in each other’s arms.  Jenni squirmed in Greg’s arms until he set her down.  She toddled over to her mother with her arms out.  “Me hug too?” 

Mandy gave a relieved laugh and reached down to pick her daughter up and set her on the couch between her and Traci.  Jenni first hugged her mother, and then gave her ‘Aunt’ Traci the same treatment.  They held off talking about the trial, choosing to play with Jenni until it was dinner and then bedtime.

By the end of the week, the phone calls for interviews started.  Once the national organizations offered their support, the reporter for the local paper who had covered the Founder’s day celebration came to them for a statement.  None of the three would talk about the specifics of the case; they let the reporter know that there was plenty of information in public record, including the previous cases and the decision of this one.  When they could meet with their attorney, they would hold a press conference.

That Sunday afternoon, Mandy, Traci and Greg sat down with Marina and a lawyer from the ACLU to answer questions.  The trio was surprised to see at least 20 reporters there, some from nationally known papers and a couple of news crews.  Ben Sutters leaned over to whisper to Mandy that they were becoming national celebrities and that one of the crews was from the local news affiliate.

All three were very nervous about such a crowd.  Marina and Ben said they would handle most of the questions about any legal issues so they didn’t have to worry about there.  However there might be personal questions that they could answer or not as they felt.

The conference started with Ben reading a statement that told about the history between Mandy and her parents, and that the appeal was not only about getting justice for Mandy but also to prevent Religious prejudice as in this case from overshadowing the law.

There were a few questions directed to the lawyers before the first one directed to Greg.

 “Do you agree with having this child around, even though she is not yours?”

“Sir, I think of Jenni as my own child.  I was there for her birth and I am the only father she knows.  She calls me daddy.  To me it isn’t what her blood line is, it is who she loves and who loves her that counts.”

One of the local reporters asked the next question aimed at Mandy.  “How is your daughter taking all of this?  Does she understand what is going on - that she might have to live with her grandparents?”

“Jenni doesn’t really understand any of the details.  She is just over one year old.  She has never seen her grandfather.  He had no desire to see either one of us until now.  My mother has seen her once in the public park for about twenty minutes.  I can’t find any reason for this action to be going forward except that they want to still control me; to punish me for not believing as they do.”

A man in the back of the room stood to be recognized.  He was from one of the Conservative Christian papers.  “If all three of you live in the same house and are having unmarried sex, and maybe even lesbian sex, why should your child be exposed to such blatant sin and depravity?  Wouldn’t she be better off in a good Christian home like the mediator’s ruling states?”

The other reporters gave this man some strange looks, but Greg decided to take care of this right away.  “First off sir, what goes on in our house is none of your or the court’s business.  My fiancée’ was kicked out of this fine Christian home you are speaking of because she was raped and became pregnant.  Traci here is our housemate and best friend.  Our daughter is not ‘exposed’ to any sin.  She sleeps in her own room and it isn’t any different than any other family.  It is just your depraved mind that dwells on the sex lives of others.”

When Greg finished, he was given a round of applause.  The other reporters felt that this man’s attitude was out of line.  They did not want to be associated with him or anyone that worked for the gossip rags like he did.

There were a few more questions, but they were respectful and stayed with the facts of the case.  Ben called a halt, thanking them all for their time, and the trio was shuffled out a nearby exit.

They were all exhausted by the time they arrived home.  Traci had been asked a few questions, but nowhere near the extent that Mandy and Greg had.  She decided to make tacos for dinner.  Heather and Adrian had taken care of Jenni during the conference and stayed for the meal.  Greg browsed the channels on the television until he caught part of the press conference.  Heather felt that they had handled themselves very well.  The reporter put them in a favorable light, selling the story as a young mother trying to keep her child in spite of going to school and making something of herself.  

Shortly after the news had run, the phone started ringing.  Mandy picked it up the first time and dropped it with a look of horror on her face.  Greg came over and picked up the receiver to hear the man on the other end still yelling his threats of hell for the ‘harlot who dared to disobey her father and God’..   As soon as he hung up the receiver, another call came through.  Again it was more threats of hell but this time the caller wished to send her there as soon as possible.  He was willing to help them all along.

Greg brought out an old answering machine that took cassette tapes and replaced the new one they were using.  Then he turned down the ring tone and let the machine take the calls.  He would check the caller I.D. on the remote handset and only answered the calls that they wanted.

When they went through the calls, there were more than just the threats of hell.  Mandy was condemned for being a single mother, living off welfare, being selfish for not sharing Jenni, and on and on.  One thing they all had in common was that they really didn’t know just what the details were, and worse, they didn’t care.

Going to college the next few days was rough as well.  Mandy caught the worst of it, being accosted by some members of a radical religious group that was on campus.  She was afraid to continue classes until Greg talked to several of his fellow martial arts team who agreed to be escorts for Mandy and Traci between classes.

The local talk radio shows did segments on the case.  The community became divided on the issue and it wasn’t only the religious versus the non-religious.  People of all persuasions came down on both sides of the issue.  Since the town was less than five hundred thousand in population, it still had a small town feel when it came to these types of issues.

It did get bad enough that Mandy became so depressed that she sought help from a therapist and her doctor.  They were both convinced that her depression was from what was going on in her life and that as soon as things were back to normal, she would no longer be depressed.  

“These events are outside of your control and there is nothing you can do to remedy them right now.  I am confident that when this all blows over and you can go back to being just you with your family, you will go right back to where you were mentally.  Although, you will probably be more aware of your daughter and how much you love her.”  These were the words of wisdom from her therapist, and her family echoed them.

The day of the hearing finally arrived.  Since this was family court, cameras and video were banned.  Mandy was at the defendant’s table flanked by Marina on her left and Ben on her right.  Directly behind her were Greg, Traci, Heather and Adrian.  They were close enough to whisper words of encouragement.

On the other side were Richard Carson and his attorney.  For some reason, his wife was not there with him.  Greg started to ask what was going on, but was interrupted by the entrance of the judge.

Judge James S. Saunders was a large man who was known to run his courtroom with an iron hand.  He would not put up with the antics that were common among some attorneys.  In his late fifties, he had the weary look of one who had heard the worst that could come from humanity.  He had transferred from criminal court because he felt he had done all he could there.  Family court might not be as high profile, but as he often told his clerk, he could now save some families instead of tearing them apart.

The names of all involved were entered into the record and the proceedings began.  Each lawyer pleaded their case and entered into evidence any papers, reports or briefs that they thought would help their side.  Among those documents were the reports from Social Services, transcripts of the previous mediation, as well as amicus briefs from several interested parties.

Judge Saunders listened to both sides and went over all the documents.  He almost threw Richard Carson out of the courtroom on three occasions.  His interruptions were not welcome.  Since it was close to eleven, he adjourned the court until Three PM at which time he said he would render his decision.

The entire family went to lunch with their two lawyers.  While they ate, they discussed the case and speculated what the verdict would be.  Ben was confident that by saying he would render a decision that quick, the judge had probably already made up his mind.

At Three o’clock, they all stood as the judge entered the courtroom.  He told all to be seated and began his ruling.

“Having listened to the arguments and reading the related materials, especially the transcripts, I will now make a verbal ruling.  A detailed, written decision will be forthcoming.

“The decision of the mediator in this case is hereby overturned.  It is apparent that the mediator did not follow the recommendations of the expert parties in this case, much less the laws of this state.  Instead, he decided to apply ancient religious laws.  These have no place in our secular legal system.  By doing so, he tried to remove a child from her loving mother and hand her over to grandparents who until now had absolutely no interest in the child and to allow the grandparents to move that child to another state where the mother could have no contact.  Such a ruling goes against both the spirit as well as the letter of the law regarding such cases.  Religion or the lack of the same cannot be used as a deciding factor in a custody case.

“It is hereby ordered that custody of the child in question remain with her mother, Amanda Carson.  Visitation by the grandparents will be granted but only as supervised visitation.  If such visitation is requested, it can be arranged through the local Department of Social Services..  On a personal note, I want to express my sorrow to Ms. Carson.  This entire proceeding as well as the publicity involved was unnecessary and only served to hurt you and your family.  Rest assured that there will be an investigation into the work of the mediator in your case.  If the facts warrant it, he will be removed from his office.  We stand Adjourned.”

As soon as his gavel hit the bench, the gallery erupted.  Mandy got hugs from all of her family as well as many of her friends who had taken off from school to lend their moral support.  Ben and Marina were congratulated on the victory and Richard Carson stomped out of the courtroom.  He threatened to appeal, but his lawyer advised that there really was no way to win.

When the family left the courthouse, several reporters stopped them.  Greg gave a short statement saying they were glad that the judge had seen what the mediator had done and that they all felt justice had prevailed.

Heather took them all out for a victory dinner that included Jenni.  She didn’t really understand all the fuss, but she enjoyed the mashed potatoes and green beans that she mixed together on her tray before getting them all over her face.

They left shortly after dessert telling Heather and Adrian that they were exhausted.  The trio arrived home a short time later.  Mandy took Jenni up to give her a bath and get her ready for bed.  It wasn’t long after she was asleep that the rest followed her into dreams.

Things quieted down for the most part over the next week.  A woman was found murdered and her head missing across town and that gave everyone something else to speculate about.

Two weeks after the trial, everyone was staying in for the night.  Traci was studying at the dining room table, which had once again been turned into a study area. Mandy was putting away the dinner dishes.  Greg sat back to watch television.  He happened to look out the window and saw something burning on their front lawn.

He yelled at Mandy to call 911 and he ran outside to grab the water hose that was laying in the yard.  Someone had piled some bundles of dry brush on the front lawn and set it ablaze.  The fire department was only five blocks away, so they were there in minutes.  While Greg had kept it from spreading, the fireman had it out quickly.

Since it had been a definite case of arson, the police and the arson squad were called out.  They determined that kerosene had been used to start the blaze.  However, they would not say for sure if it was because of the recent trial, but Greg felt that it probably was.  The police took the tapes of the threats from the answering machine and promised to do more patrols in the area.

Over the next few weeks, the attacks increased rather than decreased.  One of their cars was painted with obscene words, a window in the front of the house was broken and there was one more fire.  Everyone in the house was worried about what would happen next.  The police were keeping track of what was going on, but there was little they could do unless they caught whoever it was red-handed.

Mandy happened to look out of the kitchen window during the evening about a week after the last attack and spotted some movement just past the deck.  She called for Greg and then called the police.  Greg slipped out the front door and went over the back fence.  He was afraid that the police would once again be too late to catch this person.  

He saw some movement at the base of the deck.  Keeping to the shadows, Greg crept in closer.  The figure was very intent on what he was doing and didn’t notice him as Greg got closer.  

Just as the figure moved away from the deck support, Greg swept the figure’s legs out from under him and was on top of the person before he hit the ground.  The person quit trying to get away when Greg pulled him into a chokehold and put pressure on his carotid artery.  The sound of a police car pulling up caused Greg to pull the other man into a standing position with his spine bent back as he kept hold of the intruder.

The cops came into the back yard with their guns drawn and ordered Greg to let the man go.  As soon as he did, the intruder tried to take off.  Greg swept his legs again and one of the officers was on his back before he could get away.  They pulled off his stocking mask and Greg recognized him from the college campus.

Later , the police called the house and after Greg got off the phone, he turned to the girls.  “Do either one of you know a Darrell Connell?”  Mandy couldn’t place the name, but Traci said she thought he was in one of her classes.  “Well, he just confessed to all that has been going on.  It seems he felt that one of you had snubbed him, and he was getting his revenge.”

Traci thought for a few minutes the spoke up.  “I think I remember him coming up and asking if I wanted to go for a snack after class.  It was my day to pick up Jenni, so I told him that I couldn’t.  Would that have been enough to set him off?”

“From what the cops just said, it could have been.  Darrell is mentally unbalanced.  They seem to think he would take any rejection as an affront to his honor.  All the graffiti that was painted on the car and the front of the house were not from the trial.  They came from him because you rejected him.”

Traci was feeling really guilty about what was happening, but the other two assured her that it was in no way her fault.  If it hadn’t been her, it would have been some other girl on campus.  Greg was just relieved that he had been stopped.  What he didn’t tell Traci was that if the fire hadn’t been stopped, he was planning to grab her in all the confusion.  He had tried before, but she had always been with someone else.  In his car, the police found rope and tape as well as a large hunting knife.  If he could have got her away, he would have raped and murdered her.

Since he had a record of stalking and was implicated in other crimes, he would be held in the mental hospital until the doctors thought he was not a danger.  Then he would be expedited to his home state where he was facing other charges.  This meant that they did not have to go through a trial.  After all that had happened to them so far, this was a stroke of good luck.

Things did finally die down over the next month.  All of their grades slipped a little, but were still high enough to make them all proud of each other.  Mandy won top honors in the spring art show for the work she had done during her crisis.  Greg took the gold medal in the National tournament, and earned a chance for a spot on the Olympic team.  A teammate took the silver in his weight class, so they both were looking forward to competition.

The Carsons didn’t seek an appeal of the court decision.  Instead, they sold their house and packed up to move.  The real estate professionals were having a hey-day with the sudden glut of thirty-five houses to move.  The sellers were anxious to be gone and they were all willing to deal.  The housing market had been tight for the past year so this was a real boon.  

With that many families all following the Reverend Campol, the exodus even made the local paper.  The write-up was bland, but anyone with a logical mind could read between the lines that they were part of a cult.  Mandy followed anything she could find about them, going so far as to find an online paper that was near where they were settling.  She tried to act like it really didn’t matter, but finally confessed to Traci that even after all they had done, they were still her parents.  Besides, they had taken Mandy’s little brothers with them and she was worried about their safety.

For the most part, Campol’s group was pretty quiet.  They refused to have anything to do with the people of the town except to send a couple of the men in each week for supplies.  Otherwise, they kept to themselves, teaching the children in a small schoolhouse that was built on the compound.  They grew as much food as they could and produced their own beef and chickens.  And they listened to the Reverend as he became more and more sure of the end times.

Traci had pretty well quit trying to find a man of her own.  She would go out on dates, but something always seemed wrong with the guy.  She and Mandy talked about it and Mandy suggested that maybe she was setting her standards too high.

“I may be,” was Traci’s reply.  “But why should I settle for anything less than what I am used to?  Greg sets the bar pretty high, but I shouldn’t settle for anything less if I don’t have to.  You aren’t getting tired of sharing him, are you?”

“No way!  The few times you have stayed out late and Greg and I were alone in the bed, it was like something was missing.  I know Greg felt it as well.”

“Well, I will keep my eye out, but unless I fall head over heels, I am not going to actively pursue anyone.”

The next weekend was just after finals and Heather asked if they could take Jenni for the weekend.  Adrian had plans to take her to the zoo and then to the children’s park to spoil her completely.  Mandy took her over to Heather’s apartment mid afternoon where Adrian was waiting.  They would be going to Heather’s office and then to dinner.

Greg came in from practice to find both of the women stark naked and waiting for him.  They brought him to the bedroom and stripped his clothes from his body, telling him that for the rest of the weekend they would all remain naked unless there was a real need for clothing.

Greg was more than happy with this arrangement.  The thought of both of these ladies parading around in the buff all weekend was causing his cock to rise already.  Traci came over and sat on his lap to explain the rules for the weekend to him.

“Mandy and I devised this weekend for some uninhibited fun.  Like I said, we cannot put on any clothing unless we have to leave the house or if we are doing something where we need to be covered.  Any time any one of us is feeling like some action, we can grab either one of the other two for fun and games as long as the other one isn’t too tired.  We may have to take it kind of easy on Mandy since she is still feeling the effects of her sinus infection.  I offered to postpone this weekend, but she has been looking forward to it too much to hold off.  So what do you say about it?”

“I think it is a wonderful idea and I know I’m going to enjoy myself.  And I am going to start right now.”  He got Traci to move until she was facing him.  She knew what he had in mind, and she rose up enough to allow his hard cock to find her entrance.  Then she slid down on him in one long motion, moaning as she reached his pubic hair.

She gave a satisfied wiggle of her hips lodging him completely within her channel.  Greg could feel her throbbing all around his shaft as she pushed her left breast into his mouth.  He feasted on her nipple while he brought up his hand to caress his other one.  She started rocking her hips against him, stimulating her clit against his pubic bone while he continued to work on her boobs.

Greg tried to keep his lower body still, just making short jabs into her depths.  With each thrust, he could feel the tip of his dick just touching her cervix, which seemed to turn her on even more.  She started moving faster starting the climb towards her release.  Greg knew from experience that she enjoyed having her nipples played with hard as she was climbing toward her orgasm so he started nipping the one he had in his mouth while rolling and pulling on the other one.

It wasn’t long before she lost her rhythm as she collapsed into orgasm.  Greg laid back on the bed pulling her down with him as she shook from the spasms coursing through her body.  He caressed her back and ass as she came down from her climax using long loving strokes that covered the entire area.

Traci started to recover and lifted herself off of his hard cock.  “You didn’t come yet, did you?”

“Not yet.  You seemed to need it worse than me and I don’t want to run out of steam this early in the weekend.”

Her sated smile gave him another pulse into his still hard cock.  He reached over and caressed her cheek in a very tender moment.

“I love you,” was her quiet reply.

“I love you too, Traci.  I want you to always remember that.”

She rolled over until she was laying half on his chest, her breasts pushing into his own nipples.  “I’ll remember.”  Then she gave him a very loving kiss.

The couple went downstairs to find Mandy putting out glasses and opening a bottle of red wine.  “Dinner is going to be pizza and since you two were busy, I ordered my favorite toppings.  It should be here in a few minutes.”

Traci volunteered to be the one to answer the door when the delivery arrived.  In keeping with the rules of the weekend, she put on just enough clothing to be legal.  She came back downstairs in a blouse that was opened enough to show her breasts to the nipple and a skirt that showed the bottom of her ass cheeks when she was standing upright.  If she bent over she would show that she wasn’t wearing any panties.  “I thought I would give the guy an extra tip”, was her comment.

The pizza place they ordered from used high school kids for their delivery service and sure enough, a guy that looked like he had just got his license rang the doorbell.  Traci opened the door and the guy forgot what he was doing.  “Ahhh, hhere’s your pizza,” he stuttered as he handed the boxes over to Traci.  She took them from his lifeless hands and set them on the hall table behind her.  She turned back to see his eyes even wider than they were before.

She handed him the money, including some change to make it exact.  He was so nervous that he dropped a couple of quarters, which rolled past Traci.  She turned around and bent at the waist to retrieve them.  As she was bent over, she heard a groan from the young boy.  As she straightened up and turned around, she glanced at the crotch of his pants and saw a wet area growing at the end of the bulge in his pants.  He quickly took the change and scrambled out to his car.  She closed the door before she started laughing.

Mandy and Greg came out from the dining room where they had been watching, laughing along with her.  She told them about the boy coming in his pants when she had bent over and they were all laughing even harder.  Greg figured the guy had headed home to change and probably to masturbate so he could finish his shift.

Traci stripped off her clothing and followed them into the kitchen where they sat at the bar to enjoy their dinner.  One of the others licked off any sauce that landed on their bodies.  When Mandy had some that dropped on her pubic hair, Greg volunteered to take care of it.  When he had finished, Mandy was gripping the chair and moaning out as an orgasm ripped through her body.  

Traci put the rest of the pizza into the refrigerator then picked up her glass of wine and followed the other two into the living room.  Greg put one of his father’s adult videos into the DVD player and they settled down on the blanket that Mandy had spread on the floor.

When the action started, Mandy suggested that they try and follow the action on the screen.  The first scene involved the male lead getting a blowjob from a blonde with silicone tits.  Mandy decided that she would perform the first scene and had Greg stand so she could suck his cock in her mouth.  She didn’t bring him off yet, but she did leave him with a huge hardon that was glistening with her saliva.

For the next scene, the girls positioned themselves where they could see the screen and Traci went down on Mandy following the action that was on the screen.  She started by kissing Mandy on the lips then moving down to her breasts.  She worked her way down to her belly button and then toward her mound.  Mandy was still warmed up from the licking that Greg had given her and she came to the sounds of the canned moans and groans issuing from the speakers.  Traci looked up from between Mandy’s legs and smiled at her lovers, her face covered with Mandy’s juices.  Greg leaned over and licked the liquid from her face before kissing her first and then giving Mandy a passionate kiss.

By the time they had recovered, the final scene was coming on.    This one involved the man fucking the blonde from behind while her friend rubbed and caressed them both..  Mandy got on her knees while Greg got behind her.  He slid into her soaked pussy and started rocking back and forth while Traci caressed Mandy’s boobs and clit while she tickled Greg’s balls and ran her fingernails over his ass.

Mandy went into orgasm which triggered Greg’s.  Like in the movie, he pulled out and Traci stroked him while he shot his seed all over Mandy’s back and ass.  Then Traci leaned over and licked up his semen saving enough in her mouth to share in a kiss with Mandy.  The last was not a part of the movie, but both women enjoyed it.

They finished the bottle of wine while they recovered.  Greg promised Traci a couple of orgasms as soon as he got the energy to move.  Since he hadn’t had any relief all evening after the sex with Traci in the bedroom and with all the oral sex, when he did come it had drained him.  Mandy decided that she would bring her lover off and moved between Traci’s open thighs.  Traci was soon squirming and crying out as Mandy’s talented tongue brought her to a series of orgasms.

The scene had brought Greg’s cock back to life and since Traci was too sensitive from the series of orgasms she had just received, Mandy rested her upper torso on the couch seat, pushing her boobs into the material.  “Shove that hard cock into me and fuck me until you come.”

Her use of words that she normally didn’t use along with the sight of her beautiful ass and legs framing her wet pussy were an offer Greg could pass up.  He got on his knees behind her and after lubricating the head of his cock, slid into her.  As soon as he hit bottom, he started to pound into her making her body rock back and forth.  She started moaning from the penetration as well as the stimulation her nipples were getting from the rough fabric of the couch.  She started to come and her vagina clamped down on the intruder within it, causing Greg to go over the edge into his final orgasm of the night.  There wasn’t very much semen, but the feeling were very satisfying to both of them.

Greg pulled out and collapsed on the floor behind her.  When he looked up, he could see her lips still spread and his seed starting to drip out.  If he had not been so fucked out, it would have caused him to want another round.  His cock did twitch a bit, but was too worn out to rise to the occasion.

It was quite a while before the trio had enough strength to make it up the stairs and into their bed.  Once there, they did nothing more than just give each other gentle and loving strokes and caresses as they fell asleep in a jumble of arms and legs.

The next day was spent sharing love and orgasms.  Greg and Traci tried out the kitchen counter, her sitting at the edge, her legs over his shoulders as he pounded into her.  Mandy took her pleasure with Greg on the floor in the living room and her sliding up and down on his cock.  The two women had a sixty-nine on the couch while Greg watched and helped out where he could.  They went to bed exhausted again that night.

Sunday had much more tender caresses and loving kisses than any actual sex.  All three were a little tender from all the antics they had been up to the previous couple of days and preferred to just show their love for each other in more non-sexual ways.

When Heather brought Jenni home late that afternoon, she took one look at them and suggested they get dinner ordered in and make it an early night.  They all looked a bit embarrassed, but Heather just laughed and told them that any time they needed another weekend like this, she would be happy to baby-sit.