Chapter 5

   Bob didn't actually move in with Liz and the girls, or sell
his house, despite the fact that they had planned out his entire
week...  or at least each night of his entire week.  He still
went to work and actually spent some nights there at home.  While
Liz and her daughters did invite him over almost every night,
they still spent some nights doing other things.  They
established a girls' night out, and found that spending time as a
family had a lot to offer.

   They did lots of things together.  They went to amusement
parks together. They went bowling together.  They went to the
library together. And...  they went to Lamaze classes together. 
Bob didn't go to the classes, though he wanted to.  It was
sensation enough that three women in the same household - a
household that, technically, had no man in it - had all gotten
pregnant and had delivery dates within a hundred and twenty days
of each other.  There were a lot of people who speculated about
that.

   One of them was Cora.  Knowing that her daughter was close to
Liz's daughters, she quizzed Mindy, asking if either Jill or
Kathy had said anything about who the man was who had made their
teenaged bellies swell up.

   "Surely they've said SOMETHING that would help" said Cora one
night. She and Mindy spent a lot of time together too, but that's
because the man of THEIR house was gone on the road, selling
toilets, for days and sometimes weeks on end.

   Mindy frowned.  "Mom I tried everything I could think of to
get them to say something, and they just won't!" Her eyes went a
little unfocused. "They won't even share any of the intimate
details about what it's like to GET pregnant." she sighed.

   Cora's eyebrows went up.  "And just why would you want to know
those kind of details, young lady?"

   Mindy jerked and her eyes focused again.  She blushed, like
she hadn't been aware she'd actually said that.  "Well gee, Mom,
they seem so happy. I mean I thought Jill would be crying and
unhappy and everything, but she's not!  I asked her if she was
afraid...  I mean about labor and all that... and her being so
young and everything, and all she did was rub her hands over her
belly and tell me how she just couldn't WAIT to have the baby! 
So I guess I just got curious.  That's all."

   Cora wasn't surprised, really.  She had gotten pregnant with
Mindy when she was only seventeen.  Her family was living in
Tacoma Washington at the time, and she'd had a girlfriend whose
boyfriend was a soldier out at Fort Lewis.  He had a friend named
Todd who had looked so handsome in his uniform that Cora let him
do things to her she'd only let one other boy do. And she let him
do it without a condom.  And, to tell the truth, she had loved
being pregnant too.  Todd had offered to marry her and she had
accepted, thinking that they were in love.

   And she DID love him, but then he'd gotten out of the Army and
was gone all of the time trying to become top man in his father's
plumbing business. He was competing with three brothers to take
over the company, and all his time went into that.  They had
drifted apart in the process.

   Cora's mind came back to the situation at hand.  "So... 
you're curious. Why haven't you ever asked me about such things?"

   Mindy's face was classic teenager in it's surprise.  "Mom! 
Ewwwwww. You can't talk to your parents about sex!  "

   Cora bristled.  "And just why not?  I HAVE had sex, you know."

   "MOM!  EWWWWWW!" came the standard reply.

   "So you're trying to find out about sex from a fifteen year
old girl??" said her mother.

   "Well, she obviously knows how it happens!" came back Mindy.

   "And I do too!" complained Cora.  "Why can't you talk to ME
about it?"

   "I told you Mom, nobody talks to their mother about sex.  Not
these days." Mindy was resolute.

   "Hold on," said Cora, angry that she hadn't developed the kind
of relationship with her daughter that she now realized she
should have.  She went to the phone and called Liz.

   "Hi, it's me.  I have to ask you a question.  I'm not prying.
OK?  Do you know how Jill got pregnant?...  No, not that.  Of
COURSE that's how she got pregnant.  OK, let me ask this.  Did
she talk to you about sex before this...  happened?  I'm trying
to get Mindy to talk to me and she won't. Honest Liz I'm not
trying to pry.  I just need to know if you talked with the girls
about sex before all this happened...  Really?...  REALLY?...  Oh
my word!  Oh Liz thank you!  I have to go.  Yes, I'll talk to you
more later.  OK.  Bye."

   Cora turned, her mouth open.  "She KNEW they were going to get
pregnant! Can you BELIEVE that?  She KNEW!"

   "She knew?" Mindy was just as floored as her mother.

   "She said she talked with BOTH of them and that they PLANNED
the whole thing!  Together!"

   "Mom, that's wierd," said Mindy.  She was chewing her lip.

   "It sure is," said Cora.  Her mind was racing.  All of them...
pregnant...  and it was PLANNED!  She naturally included Liz in
the plan. It was too much of a coincidence to be any other way. 
But Jill didn't date. Cora and Liz had both agreed that their
girls wouldn't be allowed to date until they were sixteen.  That
meant that something INCREDIBLE must have happened.  It was just
too strange.  She couldn't concentrate.  She knew there was
something there that she should remember...  something that was
relevant to all this...  but she just couldn't think.

   She turned back to her daughter, who was fidgeting.  "In any
case, Liz DID talk to her daughters about sex.  And I want you to
talk to me too.!" she demanded.

   The corner of Mindy's mouth turned up slightly.  "OK, Mom,
what do you want to know?  I'm not all that experienced, but I'll
share what I know with you."

   Cora spluttered "Mindy Marie, you KNOW what I'm talking about.
 What have you done with a boy?"

   Mindy didn't know what to do.  "If I tell you, do you promise
I won't be in trouble?"

   "Of course not!  I'm your mother!"

   "See?  That's what I mean.  How can I talk to you about things
if you're going to yell at me, and ground me and...  be mad about
it?"

   Cora had been shocked at what she'd said herself.  "OK, OK,
you're right. I'm not used to this idea either.  But honey, I
love you and I don't want you to make the same mistakes I made."

   "Really?  What mistakes did you make, Mommy?" Mindy's reply
was so smooth that Cora started to answer her.

   "Like when I was your age and I let a boy take my top off..."
she realized what had happened and her face calmed.  "And I
believe I asked you what YOU have done with a boy."

   "And you won't ground me and get all mad if I tell you?"

   "I just want to talk about it Mindy.  That's all.  I want to
be your friend and share in your life.  I promise."

   Mindy was still unsure.  "OK.  Well...  I let Tommy Vaughn
kiss me." she started.  Her mother looked at her, waiting for
more.

   "Well we kissed several times, and he wanted to put his tongue
in my mouth, but I kept my lips closed tight," said Mindy,
looking to see what her mother's reaction would be.

   "And" prompted Cora.  She made her face relax.

   "And we hugged and stuff," said Mindy.

   "And stuff" repeated Cora.

   "Well, he sort of pressed his body against me.  We were
hugging, you know?  And I could feel his...  I could feel
something pushing against me..."

   Cora was remembering this same experience in her own youth. 
It had been a high point of her young life when it had happened
to her.  "down there." Mindy finished.

   Cora wasn't sure how to proceed.  She'd wanted to talk, and it
looked like it might happen, but she needed to be careful.  "So
Tommy had an... erection while you kissed?"

   Mindy's eyes darted to her mother's face and she relaxed when
she saw it wasn't a 'mad' face.  "Yes, at least I think that's
what it was."

   "So you didn't...  see it?"

   "He wanted me to touch it.  But I said no.  I was scared."

   "So you were scared.  Did you feel anyting else?" asked Cora,
her curiosity aroused.

   "My stomach felt funny," said Mindy.  "Tommy touched my
breasts too, and it made my stomach do flip flops.  I was afraid
I was getting sick."

   "Did you feel sick?" asked Cora.

   "No.  It all felt good, but my stomach felt like it does just
before I'm going to throw up and I got scared."

   "Well, if it's any comfort, you're normal."

   "I am?"

   "Oh yes.  I remember...  your father touching me and it made
me feel the same way.  And I wasn't sick.  You weren't either."

   "What was it then?" asked Mindy.

   "Well, for lack of a better word, you were horny," said Cora.

   "Mom!" objected Mindy.

   "Hey, it's just a word.  And we're having such a nice talk. 
Isn't this OK after all?"

   "Well, yeah, I guess so.  But when you say 'horny' it makes me
feel... I don't know...  wierd."

   "OK, fair enough.  What else?"

   "Wait.  I want to hear about you taking your top of with a
boy.  When was that?" asked Mindy.

   Cora balked.  "We're here to talk about what YOU've been
doing, not me."

   Mindy didn't relent.  "But you said you didn't want me to make
YOUR mistakes.  So tell me why it was a mistake for you to take
your top off.  I know a boy is going to try to get me to do that
too." She looked at her mother earnestly.  "Please?" she begged.

   Cora had to admit that there was a certain twisted logic to
telling Mindy about...  things she had done as a youngster. 
"Well...  his name was David and he lived next door to me.  We
were both...  I don't know, maybe twelve or thirteen and we'd
played together for years.  We were playing hide and seek with a
bunch of kids and he and I were hiding in the shed so we could
practice kissing."

   Mindy's mouth went into an "o" shape as she compared that to
what she had just confessed to.  Admittedly she hadn't confessed
EVERYTHING yet, but it was still exciting to hear her mother talk
about doing the same things SHE had been doing with boys.

   Cora's eyes went out of focus as she remembered.  "We had
kissed a lot before and he'd rubbed my breasts lots of times
under my shirt.  I still wasn't wearing a bra in those days." Her
hand came up to her breast unconsciously and squeezed it gently.
"He wanted to see them.  So I took my shirt off and let him.  And
before I knew it he was sucking my nipples!" She shook like it
was twenty below and her daughter stared at her.

   "Wow!" sighed Mindy.  "What did it feel like?" she asked,
watching her mother's hand slide across her breast, squeezing.

   "It felt WONDERFUL!" sighed Cora.  "I wanted him to suck them
forever." She suddenly jerked her head as she realized what she
had said.  "But he DIDN'T, Mindy, and you must not let a boy do
that with you!"

   "But why not Momma, it sounded neat."

   "That's the problem" said her mother.  "It WAS...  neat.  And
it felt so good I let him put his hand in my pants and he put his
finger in me and tore my hymen.  I had blood in my underpants and
my mother saw it and had a conniption fit!  She grounded me for
six MONTHS!  That's what I'm talking about, honey.  Things get
carried away, and I don't want that to happen to you."

   "So how did it ruin your life?" asked Mindy.  "Other than
being grounded I mean."

   Cora started to say something and then realized she really
didn't have anything TO say.  "Well, I mean it didn't RUIN my
life, exactly.  I didn't have my hymen any more.  I mean I
couldn't give that to..." she started to say Roger Powers, who
was the boy she had let into her pussy for the very first time. 
But she hadn't married Roger Powers, and she couldn't admit to
her daughter that she'd let a boy other than her husband fuck
her.  That would be counter-productive.  "I couldn't give my
virginity to your father." she said finally.

   "What do you mean?  You were a virgin when you met Daddy
weren't you?" asked her too intuitive daughter.

   "Of course I was!" said Cora, blushing as only those telling
bald faced lies blush.  "Your father was my first."

   "OK, so how did it ruin your life again?" asked Mindy.

   "Why are you so concerned about my life being ruined?" asked
Cora, still rattled and not realizing that Mindy had actually
adopted the whole idea of learning from her mother's mistakes.

   "Well...  " started Mindy.  Now she was looking down at the
floor. "Um...  I don't think I have my hymen any more either."

   Cora sat there in shock.  "You let a boy FUCK you?" her voice
rose.

   "NO!" shouted Mindy.  "You promised, mother.  You can't get
mad...  you promised."

   "You DIDN'T let a boy...  make love to you, then?" asked Cora.
 "But your hymen...  OK.  I'm calm now.  What happened to your
hymen Mindy?"

   "Well, when I went to the school dance, you know, last month?
Richard Smythe asked me to dance and while we were dancing - it
was a slow dance - he put his hands on my butt and squeezed."

   "And what did you do?" asked her mother.

   "I didn't do anything.  It felt nice.  Well, what I mean is
that while he was doing that he started kissing my neck.  And I
got all tingly and it felt good and then he put his hands on my
butt and squeezed.  Mr Turner came along and made him stop,
though.  He kept watching too, so Richard couldn't do it again."

   "And would you have let him do that again?" asked Cora.

   "Sure.  Like I said, it felt really nice.  And all the other
kids were right there, so nothing could happen, so I thought it
was OK.  Anyway, when I got home I was all...  horny and I
couldn't go to sleep and I was all itchy...  down there and I
started rubbing myself with the hairbrush handle...  you know the
one with the brown handle?  And I sort of stuck it in me a
little.  And it hurt really bad but it felt really good too and I
didn't want to stop...  and there was some blood in my panties
the next morning.  Are you mad?"

   Mindy was so relieved that some pimply faced boy hadn't fucked
her daughter that she almost laughed.  She gave her daughter a
hug.  "No, sweetie, I'm not mad.  I know how you felt and...  I
hope you don't hate me for this...  but sometimes I touch myself
too."

   "You do?" Mindy's voice was the one that was rising now.

   Cora straightened her shoulders.  "Yes.  Your father is gone a
lot and sometimes I get horny too.  Just like you do dear.  And
so I know how you felt.  Your father isn't here to touch me, so
sometimes I have to touch myself."

   "Wow" said Mindy, trying to picture her mother doing that.  It
didn't seem quite so 'Ewww' as it might have in the past.

   Cora went on.  "But I WILL tell you that, if you let boys
touch you in places like your butt, and your breasts and...  down
there.  Well pretty soon you want to let them do other things
too, and when you do THOSE things, it's very hard to stop. 
That's why it's best to do them with someone you really truely
love, and not just anybody."

   "Is that what happened with Jill and Kathy?" asked Mindy.

   Cora thought for a moment.  "I guess so, baby.  If they talked
about it before it happened, and it STILL happened, then I would
have to guess that both girls loved the boy very much.  I still
don't understand why Liz would LET them get pregnant.  I mean
what boy would be willing to marry them and take care of them and
support the children?"

   It was at that precise moment that the thought gelled in
Cora's mind that it must not have been a BOY who impregnated
those girls.  It had to be a MAN, and the SAME man must have made
Liz pregnant too!  Liz just would not have let them get pregnant
if she didn't KNOW they'd be taken care of. It was a short list
as to what men Liz was friendly enough with that she even let
them into the house.

   In fact, the only man Cora knew of who had EVER stayed in that
house overnight was Bob.

   Her mouth dropped open as she suddenly saw in her mind again
the vision that had haunted HER dreams for weeks after it
happened: Bob, his shorts around his ankles, his ENORMOUS prick
half pointing at her, with that set of bull balls supporting it.
She hadn't been able to go to sleep that very night, having to
masturbate over and over before she was relaxed enough to fall
asleep.  And for nights after that she had fantasized about it...
what it would feel like in her hand...  and elsewhere.

   "Oh my" she blurted, her hand squeezing her breast harder. 
Kathy had pulled his shorts down and then run away.  Liz had gone
after her.  Bob had gone with her.  They had been gone a long
time, and when they came back, Liz had looked...  happy.  No... 
happy wasn't the right word.  Gloriously elated...  that was the
right concept.  Cora remembered thinking that they must have
found Kathy and gotten everything resolved.

   Now Cora was suddenly quite sure just how things had been... 
resolved!

   She thought of that monster inside her sister and saw Liz's
face grinning from ear to ear.  Then she thought of that huge
prick inside Kathy, spurting...  making a baby in her.  And then
in Jill...  poor, young Jill.

   She turned to Mindy again.  "You did say Jill seemed happy
about being pregnant?"

   "Uh huh." confirmed Mindy.  "She said she loves the baby and
can't wait to hold it and feed it and take care of it."

   Cora checked her watch.  It was only seven thirty.  She picked
up the phone again and dialed.

   "Hi Liz?...  It's me again.  Can I come over?  Mindy and I?  I
need to ask you a question.  No, I won't pry!  OK, I might pry,
but you don't have to say anything.  Come on Liz...  OK...  OK...
 We'll be right over."

   She turned to Mindy.  "I think I know who got them pregnant."
she said to herself as she turned.  She realized too late she'd
said it to Mindy.

   "Who!?" came the breathless reply.

   "Later.  Right now let's just go over there.  I'm glad we had
this talk."

   Again she was talking to herself, but, to her surprise, she
got a hug from her daughter.

   


  
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