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 Title: A New Dawn Ch.  04
Summary: An orphaned niece moves in with her LAPD detective uncle.
Keywords: inc,fic
   My girls and I were at Barker's house.  Almost everyone was naked and in
the spa except for me.  Group sex was imminent.  I was nervous about that.
   My iPhone beeped.  I pulled it out of my pocket and read the message.  I
read it again.  I had a hard time just breathing.  I put the phone back in
my pocket, stood up, and headed for the sliding glass door.
   "Johnny," Dawn said.  "Johnny, where are you going?"
   I stopped and turned to her.  Naked, outlined by the spa light, her
breasts sitting just above the water, she was beautiful.  Mary Beth was
next to her, different but just as lovely.  Thomas' women were all around
them, ready to cavort.  I wished that I wanted to be in there with them.  I
wanted things to be okay and easy.  It made me feel like an ass.
   "Meyer's been shot," I said.  "He's at Cedars-Sinai.  They don't think
he's going to make it.  Apparently he found the asshole that killed Chelsea
Jansen." I ran my hand through my hair in frustration.  "Fuck.  And here I
am, doing this.  I gotta go."
   "No!" Jay bolted up over the side of the spa and ran to me.  "Give me
two minutes.  I'm driving you."
   I looked and behind her I saw Dawn and Mary Beth wrapping towels around
themselves.
   "I have to go now," I said, moving towards the door.  My girls ran after
me.
   Which was why I was in the passenger seat of a Crown Vic doing 75 miles
an hour on surface streets with a naked girl driving and two girls wrapped
in towels in the back seat.  I held my head in my hands and thought of all
the things I owed Meyer.  It was a long list.
   "Johnny, he's going to make it," Jay said.  "He's going to be all right.
Trust me, okay?  I can feel these things.
   "Okay," I said.
   We screeched to a stop in ambulance parking outside the emergency room.
An orderly ran out and his eyes bulged as he looked through my open door at
Jay.  I badged him and pointed to the girls and said, "Three sets of
scrubs?" He nodded and went back inside.  Good boy.
   I ran in and badged the woman at the window.  "Meyer," I said.  "Cop. 
Shot."
   She picked up a phone and dialed and said a few words I couldn't hear,
then listened, then spoke again and put the phone down.
   "ICU," she said.  "Second floor."
   That was the best news ever.  Meyer was out of surgery and well enough
to be moved to intensive care.  I ran for the elevator.
   Meyer had always been a larger than life character to me.  Always on top
of everything; always knowing more than I did about everything.  He was the
father figure and mentor I had never had growing up.  The pale unconscious
body I saw in the bed when I pushed past the floor nurse and the cop
outside the door wasn't Meyer.  Couldn't be.
   I sat down next to his bed and ignored the nurse's squawking.  I reached
out and held Meyer's hand.  The squawking got louder when my girls arrived,
dressed in surgical scrubs.  That confused the nurse for a while.  Meyer
would have enjoyed this moment.  I just held his hand.  His eyes opened.
   "Johnny," he said.  "Notebook."
   I got up and went to the mini closet and found the notebook in his suit
coat pocket.  I took it and sat back down and grabbed his hand again.
   "Assassin," he said.  "Don't go after him..."
   "Bullshit," I said.  "I'm going to kill this motherfucker."
   "Don't go after him...  alone.  Backup." And he was out again.
   Jay held me.  Dawn and Mary Beth held Meyer's hands.
   I read.
   Meyer had stumbled onto a crazed perp who liked to fuck little girls and
who also happened to work for the federal government of the United States
of America as a covert operative.  How Meyer had figured out this last
part, I couldn't guess.  I reviewed his notes again and saw that after he
had conferred with someone named "Georgia" the focus of his investigation
had changed and moved him towards the spy.
   The squawking nurse had found Meyer's doctor and brought him into the
room, probably hoping for justice to be meted out upon me.
   The doctor said, "Are you immediate family?"
   "I'm his partner," I said.
   "That's family," he said.  I shook his hand.  The nurse looked disgusted
and left.
   "Your partner has been shot in the liver," he said.  "Not a good place
to be shot.  He's very lucky to be alive.  And thanks to my mad surgical
skills he's going to stay that way." He glanced at Meyer's chart and then
suddenly seemed to become aware of the three women in the room.
   "Hello there, ladies," he said.  "Nice scrubs."
   I liked this guy.
   One by one my girls approached the doctor and demonstrated with long
kisses just how appreciative they were that he had saved Meyer's life.  Jay
was last and when she grabbed his ass for the kiss he grabbed her right
back.  It was a good thing the nurse was gone.  When Jay backed away from
the doc the pants of his scrubs were bulging out obscenely.  He followed
her gaze downward and his face went bright red.
   "My wife is going to get me for this," he said.
   "She's not going to find out from us," Dawn said.
   "She always knows," the doc said.  "She always knows everything.  I'm
not quite sure how that works, but it always does."
   *****
   I called Buddy Megellas and Jen answered the phone on the first ring. 
"Hello, Stud," she said.  "Are you calling to tell me that you've finally
come to your senses and you want to get into my pants?"
   "I've always wanted to get into your pants, Jen," I said.  "It would
have happened, too, if you hadn't gotten distracted by that Neanderthal
you've been hanging with."
   "I heard that, dickwad," her husband said from a distance.
   "'Mister Dickwad' to you.  In bed yet again, I'm guessing," I said. 
"You guys are totally disgusting."
   "Hey, I can't help it that he's good at sex.  What's a girl to do?" She
paused.  "What's up, Johnny?"
   I took a breath.
   "I need backup," I said.
   Silence.  Then Buddy was on the phone.  "Talk to me," he said.
   "Meyer.  He was on the Jansen case.  He found the guy that raped and
killed that little Jansen girl and the guy took him out.  A government
operative.  Some kind of assassin.  I'm going after him."
   More silence.  Then, "You could bring in everyone.  You could bring in
SWAT."
   "No," I said.  "I'm going to kill him."
   "Fuck, bro, I'm in," he said.
   I heard "I'm in too" from Jen and then a long debate about skills and
training and experience.  Buddy was an Army Ranger bro that I'd been in
combat with.  We had been taught how to kill with brutal efficiency and we
had done that together.  Jen had only been through police academy training
and although she was quite good at her job her martial skills were all
defensively oriented.  This was going to be a kill mission.
   "Can I at least cover your back?" Jen said.
   Buddy was on the same page as me.
   "Nope," he said.  "If we get caught we're going down as criminals.  I
don't want you anywhere near this."
   I heard a rustling sound and then Jen had the phone again.  "You bring
him back.  You bring him back to me, you fucker.  Both of you, alive and
well.  You understand me?  Or I'll kick both your asses."
   *****
   There were two possibilities.  One, that the guy had run.  That would
make perfect sense.  He probably had the ability to change identities and
the resources to go wherever he wanted.
   Two, that he was waiting for us to come after him.  That he enjoyed the
challenge.  That's the one I was hoping for.
   Buddy and I got a hotel room directly across from the guy's apartment
and watched for the better part of a day.  There was nothing to see.  As
the sun went down we talked tactics.
   There was a knock at the door.  I looked at Buddy.  He shrugged and drew
his gun.  I stood at the side of the door and opened it, then relaxed as
Dawn, Mary Beth, Jay, and Jen came in.  They were carrying bags full of
foodstuff that smelled wonderful.
   "How in the hell did you find us?" Buddy said.
   "I love you too," Jen said.
   "We have our ways," Mary Beth said.  "Actually, it was pretty easy."
   "Easy?" I said.
   "Easy," Mary Beth said.  "You gave us online access to your credit card,
so finding your hotel was no problem.  And it didn't hurt that we could see
your car from the street.  It kinda screams 'Cops are here!'"
   I looked at Buddy.  He looked back at me.  I looked at the guy's window
across the street, which had a clear view of the parking lot.  Then back at
Buddy.
   "Aw, fuck," he said, and drew his gun again.
   I piled into the girls and managed to knock all four of them onto the
carpet before the door burst in and the shooting started.
   This guy was something else.  He was like Spiderman, bouncing off the
walls and the furniture as he shot.  Buddy took a couple of rounds and went
down.  The guy was like a computer, cold and calculating.  Target A down;
acquiring Target B.
   I put three rounds solidly into center mass and it had no effect
whatsoever.  He just ran out the door.  As fast as I could I checked Buddy
for damage.
   "All in the vest," he said.  "Hurts like hell but I'm good to go."
   Before he was done talking I was sprinting for the door.
   Buddy was struggling to get up and get back into the fight.  "Be
careful, bro.  He'll be expecting you."
   Dawn stood up.  "Johnny," she said.  She was covered with blood.  I
stopped and took a step toward her.
   "Jay," she said.
   Jay had been shot through the shoulder.  She was out cold and I couldn't
tell how bad the damage was.  Bullets can bounce around in the human body
and go all kinds of bad places.  I plugged the entry hole with one finger
as best I could and felt for an exit hole and found it.  In and out, thank
God.  I willed her to come back to me.  Her eyes opened.
   "Johnny," she said.
   I couldn't speak.  Tears ran down my face.
   "Get him," she said.
   "Roger fucking that," I said.  I got Dawn and Mary Beth to take over
first aid and call 911.  Since they had to do that I told them to call in
the troops as well, officers need assistance.  I wiped Jay's blood off my
hands as I ran out the door.  Buddy was right on my heels.
   "What we do from here on in, everyone will know about it," I said as we
ran.
   "Whatever," Buddy said.
   *****
   I burst through the front door and rolled low left, expecting some sort
of booby trap as a welcome.  Buddy did the same and rolled right.  No booby
trap.  It was pitch dark inside but I had expected that so just before we
broke down the door I lit a magnesium flare and as I rolled in I tossed it
to the center of the room.  There was a howl of pain.  As I came up I saw
the perp ripping his night vision goggles off and rubbing his eyes.  Buddy
turned on the lights.
   The guy finally opened his eyes and stared at us.  He held a gun in his
left hand but it was pointed at the floor.  Both of ours were aimed at his
head.
   "If he moves, he's mine," I said.  "You kill him if he gets me."
   "Roger that," Buddy said.
   The guy didn't move.  The flare was burning a hole in the carpet but
there didn't appear to be an imminent danger of fire.
   "Please make a play," I said.  "Please."
   The guy just stared at me.
   "Why did you kill her?"
   "Who?"
   "Chelsea Jansen."
   "Oh," he said.  "The usual reason.  I raped her a lot, so often that she
finally stopped fighting me and I grew bored with her.  I saved her ass for
last; that got her fighting again and it was very pleasant.  Then I killed
her so she couldn't identify me."
   "How the fuck could you do that?" Buddy said.  "A little girl.  An
innocent little girl.  You took away her whole life."
   The guy shrugged.  "That's my job," he said.  "I do it for king and
country all the time.  Many of those people are 'innocent' too.  You expect
me to have different morals in my spare time?"
   "What exactly do you do for the government?" I said.
   He grinned.  "I could tell you, but I'd have to kill you." He seemed
particularly pleased with the appropriateness of the old joke.
   "Okay," I said.  "How many other girls have you killed?"
   "Twelve," he said without pause.  "Each child was outstanding in her own
way.  Like fine wines."
   "Make a move, you fucker," Buddy said.  "Come on.  Make a move."
   The guy laughed.  "You think I'm stupid?  I'm very good, but I'm not
good enough to beat two trained marksmen who already have their weapons
pointed at me."
   I heard sirens in the distance.  I could just put a bullet through his
head right now, but that wasn't me.  I thought of how to get the guy to try
something.
   "If you don't make a move, you're going to prison.  Let me tell you
what's going to happen there.  Prisoners don't like child abusers.  They
particularly don't like child rapists.  They're going to beat the shit out
of you and then take YOUR ass.  Again and again.  And then they're going to
stab you to death."
   "I can take care of myself," he said.  "As you saw for yourself, I'm
pretty good."
   "Not against twenty guys," I said.  "Twenty guys in a gang who have
nothing better to do all day than lift weights and get in fights.  They'll
come at you as a group and gang rape your ass."
   I could see him considering it.  The sirens were closer.  He looked back
up at me.
   "Well, it's been a good life," he said.  "Please make it quick." He
started raising his gun, but very slowly.
   "Wait," I said.
   He paused.
   "If I go through this place will I find evidence of all the killings?"
   He wasn't dumb.  I could see in his eyes that he knew that if he said
no, I wouldn't kill him.  That I would need him alive to confess the
details and close those investigations.  But he'd already made his mind up
to die.
   "Bedroom closet.  Under the carpet.  Journal.  Full descriptions. 
Burial site." He raised the gun quickly this time, maybe thinking to take
one of us out before the other got him.
   I'd been ready for it, and moved left and yelled "Thanks," as he shot
through the air where I had been a split second before.  I shot him through
the head.  His body fell backwards against the wall and slid down to the
floor, leaving a bloody trail on the wall.  I walked forward, still
covering him, and kicked away his gun.
   "Nice shot," Buddy said.
   *****
   "You put one through his eye, my little yellow friend.  Through his
fucking eye!  That's acceptable marksmanship."
   Meyer was out of ICU and I was sitting next to his new bed in a regular
hospital room.  Dawn, Mary Beth, and Jay were standing at the foot of the
bed.  Meyer was looking and feeling much better.  His new nurse had told me
that Meyer had copped a little feel when she gave him his last sponge bath.
   "He said he was sorry," she said.  "Then he said it wasn't fair that I
was having all the fun."
   "I'm sorry about that," I said.  She just grinned.
   "It means he's getting better," she said.  "And if I threw a big fit
every time a patient grabbed my ass I'd have a stroke by the end of the
week."
   Now, looking down at him, I said, "Are you really going to be okay?"
   He smiled back at me.  "I really am.  Sorry, but you're not getting my
job this week."
   I looked away.  "I thought I'd lost you," I said.  My voice was hoarse.
   He sighed and put his hand over mine.  "Okay, just this once, I'm going
to be open and honest and not sarcastic.  If you tell anyone, I'll fucking
kill you."
   I looked at him.
   "I love you like a son, Johnny.  Like the son I never had.  If I died,
who would keep your hapless Asian ass out of trouble?  I'm not going
anywhere until I retire.  And after that I'll still be around for you."
   I moved my hand until we were clasping them, fist style.  "Thanks Dad,"
I said.  Tears were running down his cheeks and, I realized, down mine as
well.
   "Crybaby," he said, then rubbed his own face.  Then, "Hey.  Who's the
new hottie?"
   "Meyer, meet Jay.  Jay, Meyer."
   Jay came over to the bed.  Her left arm was in a sling but the bullet
wound was healing up nicely.  She leaned over the bed and kissed Meyer
gently.
   "Thank you for taking care of my Johnny," she said.
   "You're welcome.  What's up with the arm?"
   I told Meyer the whole story.  It took a while.
   "So you see, not so great marksmanship after all.  I had the stance set
and all the time in the world.  Ten feet, max.  Just a little sideways move
at the end."
   "You murdered him."
   "Yep."
   Meyer stared at me for a while.
   "Good deal," he said.  "Although what you said about him getting gang
raped in prison was exactly right.  I wish he'd been able to experience
that before he died."
   "Buddy and I weren't up for it," I said.  Meyer laughed.  "Seriously,
you should have seen his moves.  I was afraid that if we didn't kill him he
would escape custody pretty easily."
   "Trust me," Meyer said.  "I saw enough of his moves.  I'm glad you
killed him." He closed his eyes and I wondered whether he was going to
sleep.  Then, "Johnny, are you in the clear?"
   "Yep," I said.  "The shooting investigation cleared me.  There's not
much difference in the crime scene afterwards between a guy raising his gun
and a guy pointing his gun right at you before you kill him.  The Chief
gave me a ration of shit for staking this guy out with just Buddy, then
said we would probably both get commendations and maybe medals for taking
out a serial killer and trained assassin by ourselves."
   "Feds pissed?"
   "The Feds disavow any knowledge of this guy or his activities."
   "Then how did the Chief know he was an assassin?"
   "I figured out who Georgia was.  She agreed to tell the Chief and
Councilman Jansen what she knew about him."
   "That could come back to haunt her," Meyer said.
   "She said that.  She also said it was worth the risk to corroborate what
I told them.  She flat out told the Chief that I had done the world a great
service." I looked at Meyer.  "When we were alone, she thanked me for
killing the man who had shot you."
   He stared at me again.
   "How much did she thank you?"
   "Whoa, partner.  The usual non-sexual amount."
   His gaze softened.
   "Meyer, you got a little something going with her?"
   He smiled.  "From time to time," he said.
   "She's coming to visit you later today," I said.
   "Things are looking up," he said.
   "Yeah, well...  keep the sex gentle.  Nothing kills the mood like blood
from a reopened wound." I looked at Jay and she gave me a pained smile. 
"Don't ask me how I know," I said.
   His nurse came into the room pushing a cart that had 'sponge bath'
written all over it.  I stood up.
   "Well, I guess we'll be going," I said.  "Get better fast.  And stop
feeling up the nurse."
   "Hey, shut up, Buzz Kill," the nurse said.
   "What she said," Meyer said.
   "Okay, okay," I said.  "At least save some for Georgia."
   "That, I'll do," he said.
   *****
   Jay lived with us while she healed and we got to know her very well.  As
soon as she was able, we once again included her in our lovemaking.  Dawn,
Mary Beth, and I talked things over.  By this time we were all in love with
Jay.  I was still fascinated with how I could be in love with three women
at the same time.  Dawn said she thought that everyone was capable of being
in love with multiple people but, given the rules of our society, they
never get the chance to experience it fully.
   We invited Jay to live with us and she gleefully accepted.  I worked out
a lot and hydrated a lot and took my vitamins and, thanks to my ninja sex
skills, I managed to keep all three of them satisfied.  I readily admit
that I'm aided by the fact that they also satisfy each other.
   Jay was going down on me while Dawn and Mary Beth watched.  Jay's throat
felt fantastic.  She was doing the thing where she swallowed around my
cock. She came up for air.  "Now you," she said.
   Mary Beth leaned over and took all of me into her mouth for the second
time ever.  She swallowed around me for a while and I groaned.  "I'm
close," I said.
   Mary Beth pulled off me with a grin.  "Thanks Jay," she said.  "I think
I can do it every time now."
   Jay looked at Dawn.  "I know you can already do it.  But it's your
turn."
   My niece got on the bed next to me on her hands and knees.  "I have
something else in mind," she said.
   I moved behind her.  "I'm not going to last long," I said.  I pushed
into her with one stroke as she groaned.
   "Oh, that feels good Uncle Johnny," she said.  She only called me
'uncle' when she was particularly horny or just wanted to get to me.  "Fuck
me hard, Uncle Johnny."
   I did.  I slammed into her repeatedly as I reached around and worked her
clit.  Within a minute she was in the ragged breathing stage, and a minute
after that she was screaming and we were both coming.  I grabbed her
breasts and pushed her down onto the bed as I yelled and unloaded my spunk
into her tight little pussy.
   "Oh God, that was a strong one," she gasped.
   I pulled out and rolled her onto her back.
   "Oh no," she said as Jay and Mary Beth moved forward.  "Wait!  I'm still
so sensitive...  aah God!"
   Jay and Mary Beth alternately attacked her pussy in an attempt to suck
out my cum.  We all knew this was coming.  There's nothing quite like
tradition.
   We had all cum multiple times this morning.  We were worn out.  The four
of us lay together on the California King bed, occasionally touching and
kissing, mostly just staring up at the ceiling and holding hands.
   "Juana called last night," Jay said.
   It had been three months since the night Meyer was shot.  Barker had
come over as soon as he had learned that Jay had also been shot and had sat
with her for several hours as she slept.
   "She's very precious to me," he had said.
   "To me, too."
   "She's yours now, and you're lucky she is.  But is it okay if I give her
a little gift?"
   "Sure," I said.
   The little gift, we discovered, was one of the best and most expensive
physical therapy groups in the country.  When we called we discovered that
not only would we not have to pay, we would never have to make an
appointment.  Their most popular therapist's schedule had been cleared and
she was available to Jay at any time without prior notice.  As a result,
Jay's shoulder quickly had full mobility and she was back to her usual
happy, charming, sexy little self.  With two new sexy little scars.  I
thought they were sexy, anyway.
   "What did Juana have to say?" I said.
   All three girls giggled.
   "What?"
   "Well," Jay said.  "There's no elegant way to say this, so...  Juana
asked if you'd be willing to be Esmeralda's first."
   I stared at her.  "Say again?"
   Dawn snuggled into my back and reached over me to gently fondle my cock.
She kissed my neck and said, "Juana wants you to take Esmeralda's
virginity."
   My mouth hung open.  I had no response for that.  They all laughed at
me.
   We had been back to Barker's home at least once a week since Jay left
the hospital, and he and his women had been to our smaller house several
times as well.  We had all gotten to be good friends and there was quite a
bit of attraction between clan members.  But so far there had been no
inter-clan sex.
   "Esmeralda is ready to lose her virginity," Mary Beth said.  "She's been
bugging Thomas about it but he refuses to do it.  He thinks that her first
time should be with someone closer to her own age, someone she truly cares
about."
   "I agree with Thomas," I said.
   "Esmeralda isn't interested in younger men," Jay said.  "And after
watching Thomas and his women for the last three years she's decided that
by the time she meets that 'someone special' she already wants to be... 
extremely skilled and experienced.  And she was attracted to you when you
first came to her door."
   "Johnny, you should go for it," Dawn said.  "Do this for her.  Esmeralda
won't find a gentler, more caring lover to be her first.  I just wish that
my first time had been with you."
   I stared at Dawn.
   "What?" she said.  "I told you that this kind of thing is okay with us.
And you can't tell me that the idea of deflowering a teenage girl isn't
appealing."
   "Yes, it is," I said.  "I've never...  done that.  But this is a huge
thing for a young girl.  Or should be.  I've always thought that it should
happen with someone you love."
   "Is that the way it happened for you?" Jay said.
   "No," I said.
   She looked at me expectantly.
   "I was fifteen and was seduced by the lady who lived next door."
   "Older lady?"
   "Yeah.  She was maybe thirty-five."
   "Wow, lucky you," she said.  "And did that experience shatter your
psyche or stunt your ability to love someone?"
   "No," I said.  "I loved it.  Over the course of about a year she taught
me absolutely everything there was to know about sex.  Straight sex without
major fetishes, that is."
   "And did it end well?"
   "Yeah, basically.  She was married.  At the beginning I was too excited
and overjoyed to be having sex to really think about or understand that she
was cheating on her husband and that I was enabling it.  Over the course of
the time we were together I figured that out and started feeling pretty
guilty.  He was a nice guy.  I ended it and told her why and she
understood. And I moved on to girls more my own age."
   "And when you found that special someone your own age, was she happy
that you knew what you were doing and knew how to please her?"
   "That never happened," I said.  "I didn't find my special someones until
about a year ago." I looked at Dawn and Mary Beth and they both hugged me.
   Jay persisted.  "But the girls you did have sex with back then..."
   "I was pretty popular," I said.  "The girls I was with gave me the
impression that other boys had no stamina and were pretty much in it just
to get their rocks off.  Compared to them I had wild monkey skills thanks
to the neighbor lady.  When I was with girls who were sexually active I
always made sure they would cum first - multiple times, if possible - and I
took my time getting my own pleasure.  I guess word got around about that
and, like I said, I was pretty popular.  For me the act of making love has
always been as important as, maybe more important than my own orgasm.  I
can do that for myself anytime I want.  But making love to a woman... 
that's a gift, and it needs to be savored."
   Jay was staring at me and her eyes were kind of unfocused.  I looked
down and saw that one hand was rubbing her pussy as she listened to me. 
She saw me looking down and pulled her hand back and blushed.
   "Sorry," she said.  "I didn't even realize I was doing that." She put
that same hand on my arm.  "Johnny, you really need to do this for
Esmeralda.  Please?  We all agree that it's okay and I just know that
there's no one else Esmeralda will come across who will treat her as well
and teach her as much, as quickly, as you.  She wants this and if you or
Thomas won't give it to her, she'll get it from some random guy who may
just want a quick pop and won't care about her feelings."
   "I second that motion," Dawn said.
   "Yup," said Mary Beth.
   I looked at them.
   "Okay," I said.
   *****
   Which is why my girls were naked in Thomas' hot tub along with him,
Nela, his sister Tina, and his mother, while I was standing next to the tub
fully dressed.
   "I agree with you, Thomas" I said.  "I still think her first time should
be with someone her own age, someone she cares for."
   "That's the best case," Thomas said.  "But she's an adult now and she
can make her own decisions.  She sees this as something she just wants to
get past.  For some reason I just can't bring myself to do it for her.  But
I'm okay with you being the one for her.  Actually, she's an adult and it's
sort of none of my business.  But I do care for her and I don't want to see
her hurt." He gave me a hard look, and I just looked back at him.  His look
softened.
   "Jay told me that you're a good and kind lover, and that she trusts you.
Gaining her trust says a lot about you."
   I did a quick gut check.  Esmeralda was a lovely girl.  I was attracted
to her; had been since she'd answered the door naked and then had ground
her ass into my cock as we watched the Barker Clan Orgy that first day. 
She was Dawn's age, so I couldn't exactly rule out having sex with her
based on the age difference.  I had permission.  I was as nervous as a
teenager on his first date, and something was holding me back.
   Tina stepped out of the hot tub.  Gloriously naked and beautiful, she
walked to me and put her arms around my neck.  "You're a good man, Johnny,
but you overanalyze.  Listen to the people you love, and trust them." She
kissed my cheek, then briefly kissed my lips, then walked back to the tub.
   I sighed and looked at them all.  I gave them a ragged salute.  "We who
are about to die salute you."
   "Oh, like it's going to be a big sacrifice for you," Mary Beth said.
   Barker pointed at the sliding glass door.  "Esmeralda is waiting for you
in her room.  Up the stairs, turn right, second-to-last door on your right.
She wants her mother to be there for her first time.  I hope that's okay
with you."
   "Sure," I said.  I've never been body modest, and for the last year
whenever I'd had sex there was almost always at least one person watching,
sometimes more than one.  I turned and walked towards the sliding glass
door, feeling like a combination of conquering hero and lamb to the
slaughter, and prepared myself to take the virginity of a teenager that I
hardly knew.
   *****
   The bedroom door was open so I walked in.  Esmeralda was sitting on the
edge of the bed.  She wore a very short, very thin white robe that showed
off her pretty legs but modestly covered the rest of her body.  Her mother,
nude, stood by her side.  She allowed my gaze to roam over her lovely body
for a moment, then spoke.
   "I hope that you do not mind that I am here," Juana said.  "Esmeralda
wishes it."
   "It's fine," I said.
   "And I am nude because you two soon will be as well.  I thought it would
be appropriate."
   "That's fine, too.  You're beautiful, Juana."
   She smiled.  "Thank you.  May I call you Johnny?"
   "You bet."
   "Johnny, it is my job to undress you.  Is that okay?"
   "Yes, but wait just a moment." I walked to the bed and took Esmeralda's
hand and gently pulled her up to stand with me.  I hugged her, rubbing her
back as she hugged me and made little "Mmmm" sounds.  Then I stepped back
and put my hand under her chin and gently lifted until she was looking up
into my eyes.
   "We don't have to do this," I said.  "You're beautiful and I'm very much
attracted to you but we hardly know each other.  And I'm old enough to be
your...  very big brother.  Are you sure you want to do this?"
   "Yes," she said.  "I want this.  Can't wait for it, really.  All of your
women have told me what a good lover you are and how you make them feel.  I
want to feel it, too."
   "Okay," I said.  "I hope I can live up to my reputation.  I want to do
this, too, but I want to make it as special as I can for you.  And if at
any point you change your mind, just tell me.  No hard feelings."
   Juana removed Esmeralda's robe and they both stood nude before me.  I
let my eyes roam over Esmeralda's little body.  I had seen her naked before
but knowing that I was going to have her here and now, and with her mother
watching, excited me.  My cock quickly became rock hard.
   "You're beautiful, Esmeralda," I said.  "It's a gift to allow me to see
your body."
   She blushed.  "Thank you."
   Juana smiled and moved to me saying, "And now it is time for you to
return the favor." She reached to begin undressing me.
   "Wait," I said.  I removed my coat, exposing the Glock on its belt clip.
Both women's eyes moved to the gun.  I unclipped it and laid it on the desk
and covered it with my coat, then turned back to Juana.
   "Okay," I said.
   Juana unbuttoned and removed my shirt, and Esmeralda gasped as my upper
body came into view.
   "Oh boy," she said as her mother ran her hands over my chest and
abdomen. I'm not overly muscular, but I'm lean and very hard.  Very hard
everywhere right now, I mused.
   Juana gently pushed me back until I was seated on the bed, then removed
my dress shoes and socks.  I stood again and she unbuckled my belt and let
my slacks fall to the floor.  When they did, my hard cock sprang out in
front of me.
   "Oh boy," Esmeralda said again.
   "I'm sorry that I'm not as big as Thomas," I said.
   Juana stared at my cock for a moment, then ran her hand down its length
and circled it with her fingers.
   "You are not as long as Thomas," she said, "but that is not necessarily
a bad thing.  And you are thicker than Thomas." She dropped to her knees in
front of me and looked at her daughter.  "May I?" she said.
   "Sure, Mom, of course," Esmeralda said.
   Juana's head moved towards me and her lips encircled my cock and she
took me into her mouth.  I groaned as she sucked me and bobbed her head on
my erection, her tongue flicking the sensitive underside of my shaft the
whole time.  Then she pulled her head away and looked up at me.
   "Yes, much thicker than Thomas," she said.  She looked at me
speculatively.  "If I appeal to you and if Esmeralda allows it, I would
also like to make love with you, Johnny."
   Wow.  "You do appeal to me, Juana.  Very much."
   "What do you mean, if I allow it?" Esmeralda said.
   Juana stood up.  "I know that this situation is not at all...  standard.
Still, you will have had Johnny first and for me that means you will have a
claim on him that I will honor.  Do you see?"
   "I think so," Esmeralda said.  "Does that mean I'll need your permission
to sleep with Thomas?"
   "You have it."
   "Okay, thanks.  You can have Johnny, too."
   I said, "Ahem," and they both looked at me.
   "Oh my," Juana said.  "I am sorry.  You must feel a bit like a piece of
meat that we are bargaining for."
   "A bit," I said.  "But in a good way."
   "Good." She began to back away but Esmeralda grabbed her hand and
stopped her.
   "Please, Mom, I want you on the bed with us.  I want to be holding your
hand when it happens."
   Juana looked at me.
   "It's fine," I said.  "This is Esmeralda's time, and everything that
happens here is her call."
   "Thank you," Juana said as she moved to the bed and lay down on her back
on the far side.  She watched as I moved to Esmeralda and took her gently
in my arms.  My erection pressed against her tummy and she shivered.  I
looked down into her face.
   "Hi there," I said.
   "Hi."
   "May I kiss you?"
   "Yes, please."
   I lifted her chin and kissed her softly.  Towards the end of the kiss I
let my tongue play across her lips, and she shivered again and held me
tighter and I felt her own tongue hesitantly probe for mine.  I held the
kiss that way for a little while, then pulled back a bit and looked down at
her again.
   "Wow," she said.  "I have goose bumps.  You're a really good kisser,
Johnny."
   "That was just Round One," I said just before I kissed her again.  This
time my tongue found its way between her parted lips and my hands slowly
moved onto her ass and pulled her into me and I REALLY kissed her.  She
squealed as she felt my erection grind against her skin and she quickly
pulled me down onto the bed next to her mother.
   "Oh God," Esmeralda said.  "I'm so wet.  Please, I want you inside me
now, Johnny."
   "I want that too," I said.  "In just a bit.  We need to finish the prep
work first."
   "Prep work?" she said.
   I kissed her neck and she shivered.  "I'll demonstrate," I said, and she
moaned as I moved farther south and caressed one breast as I gently sucked
most of the other into my mouth.  I felt her hand on the back of my head,
urging me on as my tongue toyed with her nipple.
   "Oh Johnny," she gasped.  "Oh my God."
   I spent several minutes worshipping her breasts, and then regretfully
abandoned them to again move farther down her body, planting little kisses
along the way.  Her hand followed, still clutching the back of my head.
   "Johnny," she whispered.  "Johnny, you don't have to."
   "Have to?" I said softly.  "It's not 'I have to.' It's 'I get to.'" She
moaned as I moved between her legs and ran my tongue over her outer lips. I
did that slowly two times, three times, and by the fourth time her hand was
pressing me against her sex and her body was writhing around as she made
little "ungh" sounds.
   I used my hands to part her pussy lips and stared for a moment at the
first intact hymen I'd ever seen.  It was fascinating.  I touched it gently
with my finger.  The hole in it was small enough that I knew I wouldn't be
trying to get a finger through it and onto her G-spot.  I was going to have
to concentrate on her clit.  I pressed my tongue flat against it and gently
licked.  Esmeralda moaned and thrashed.
   "Too much?" I said.
   "No," she gasped.  "Feels so good."
   "Excellent," I said, and went to work in earnest.  I used every tongue
trick I knew and occasionally reached both hands up to gently squeeze her
breasts and tweak her little nipples.  I left one hand on her breast and
licked the middle finger of the other hand and worked it under her ass.  I
pushed gently into her asshole and she squealed and came hard.  Her body
locked up and her back arched and her pussy squirted a little onto my face.
I moved my mouth to the source and lapped it all up.  She was panting when
I moved up to kiss her and stroke her hair and her back.  It took a while,
but she finally opened her eyes and looked at me.
   "Oh my God," she said, and wrapped her arms around me and kissed me
hard. When we came up for air she rolled onto her back again and sighed.
   "I've never cum that hard.  I masturbate and I thought I knew myself
well, but that last thing you did..."
   "What last thing was that?"
   She blushed and looked away.  I touched her cheek and gently brought her
back to face me.
   "Something you need to learn," I said.  "I know we don't know each other
all that well but we're already as intimate as we can possibly be.  If
you'll pretend that you trust me..."
   "I do trust you, Johnny."
   "Okay, so we're intimate and you trust me.  We're having sex.  The best
thing you can do for you, me, our experience today, and your next
experience is to talk candidly about what you like and what you don't, what
feels really good and what doesn't.  It's the only way your lover can truly
be sure."
   She was silent for a moment.  Then she grinned.  "It felt really, really
good.  But it was nasty!"
   "What was nasty, Mija?" Juana said.
   "He stuck his finger up my ass," Esmeralda said.
   "Oh," Juana said.  She grinned at me.
   "Did you like it?" I said.
   Long pause.
   "Yes, very much," Esmeralda said.
   "Then it's not nasty," I said.  "Unless thinking it's nasty makes it
hotter for you.  I certainly don't have a problem with it.  In fact..." I
rolled her over and parted her ass cheeks and licked her little rosebud.
   She gasped and thrashed around on the bed.  "Oh, fuck," she said.
   I reached around her and gently massaged her clit as I pushed my tongue
into her asshole, and she came almost immediately.  I continued what I was
doing, moving more gently now on her clit, until she stopped thrashing and
started gasping for breath.  I moved back up and cuddled her from behind,
reaching around her to cup her breasts.
   "That was even stronger than the first time," she said.  "I don't
understand.  Is it my ass?  Is that what's going on here?"
   "Maybe," I said.  "But it's also possible that you're simply
experiencing how much better it is to have someone else make you cum. 
Maybe it's both.  The easy way to find out, at some point down the road, is
to try anal sex.  Some women can't stand it.  For other women, it's the
best sex they can imagine.  You might be one of the latter."
   She looked at her mother.  "Can we try it both ways tonight?  I need to
find out."
   Fuck.
   "Mija, it is up to you and Johnny.  Tonight is your night.  I do not
even know why I am still here.  It is clear to me that Johnny is a caring
lover and is very good at it, and that he only wants to bring you pleasure.
I should leave you two alone now." She moved to get up but Esmeralda gently
pushed her back down.
   "Please stay, Mother.  Please?"
   Juana looked at us.  Then she kissed Esmeralda gently.  "Very well.  But
you two have me quite worked up.  Will it offend you if I give myself
pleasure as well?"
   "Of course not," we both said in stereo.
   "Jinx, buy me a Coke," I said.
   "What?" Esmeralda said.
   "I'll explain later," I said as I moved back down and started licking
her pussy again.  I worked her until she was close to another orgasm, then
moved on top of her and she spread her legs and I started rubbing my hard
cock against her opening.  She was squirming and panting.
   "There are two classic ways of doing this," I said as she moaned.  "I
can be on top and push into you.  Or you can be on top and have all the
control."
   "Push now," she said.  So I did.
   She cried out as I broke through her hymen and I held dead still and
kissed her mouth and her neck, and stroked her cheek and her hair.  A
single tear rolled down her cheek.  I kissed it away.
   "Sorry," I said.
   "I'm not," she said, and she wrapped her legs around me and pushed up at
me.
   So I slowly started trying to work myself into her.  I had thought that
Jay was tight.  This girl was nigh onto impenetrable, which made sense.  I
was boldly going where no man had gone before.  Or anything else for that
matter.  I stroked gently in and out, gaining fractions of an inch each
time.  She moaned the whole time and held me tightly to her chest.
   It took some time before I was fully inside her.  She felt our pubic
bones bump together and sighed and opened her eyes and looked into mine.
   "Thank you, Johnny," she said, and kissed me.
   "No, thank you," I said, and kissed her back.  "This is an honor.  Do
you feel any pain?"
   "Only at first.  Now only pleasure." She giggled.  "A friggin' big
humungous fat log of pleasure.  I feel so full."
   I looked over at Juana.  She looked back at me.
   "You were perfect," she said softly.  "You should do this for a living.
Mothers would pay you to lovingly take their daughters' virginity and
prepare them for a proper sex life.  You know that you will have to do this
for us, right?  Come back and teach Esmeralda everything and make her
comfortable with everything.  I will work it out with your women."
   "That also would be an honor," I said.  "But one step at a time." I
started moving inside Esmeralda.  She was so tight that it was actually
physically difficult to force my cock in and out.  Not that I was
complaining; the resulting pleasure was intense.  I didn't think I would
last long.
   She was moaning and thrashing on the bed.  I was moving slowly but, as I
saw that she could take it, I adjusted my angle to best rub her clit and
moved faster.  She came hard almost immediately, bucking and screaming
under me.  I slowed down and gently stroked her through her climax.  When
she was done and gasping for breath, I pulled out of her.  She gave a
disappointed groan.  I gently rolled her over and spread her legs and she
yelped as I pushed into her pussy from behind.
   "Yes!" she said.
   I grabbed a pillow and placed it under her hips and adjusted my angle to
make maximum contact with her G-spot and started pounding hard.  I held her
hip with one hand and placed a finger of the other against her asshole and
pushed.  Again, she came hard almost immediately.
   I heard a moan to my right.  Juana was masturbating furiously as she
watched us.  I grabbed one of her breasts hard and tweaked the nipple and
she smiled at me and came.  Her body locked up and she yelled out her
pleasure.
   Esmeralda wasn't moving at all.  I pulled out of her and gently rolled
her onto her side and hugged her.  She was covered in sweat.  She slowly
opened her eyes.
   "Thank you, Johnny," she said, and kissed me gently.
   "You are quite welcome, Sweetie, and thank you right back."
   "I'm spent.  I think another orgasm like those would kill me right now."
She frowned a moment.  "Did you cum?"
   "No," I said.
   "I'll take care of you," she said, and struggled to move.
   "You rest," I said.
   She frowned again, then her eyes lit up.  "Mom?"
   "Yes, please," Juana said.  "Oh, please." She was masturbating again.
   I paused.  I already had permission from my girls to do something like
this with another woman, and I knew that they would tell me to just relax
and give Juana pleasure.  And Thomas only had issues with the idea of me
having sex with Tina.
   I gave Esmeralda a long, deep kiss, then moved on top of her mother and
quickly plunged my length into her.
   "AAHHH, DIOS!!" she yelled, as her hands continued to work on her clit.
I immediately started pounding into her and she quickly came and screamed
my name and blacked out.
   I pulled out of her and grabbed all the pillows and propped up her legs
to get the blood to her head.
   Esmeralda said, "Mom?"
   I ran across the hall and wet a washcloth with cold water and ran back
and wiped the sweat from her face and gently ran the cloth down over her
neck and chest.
   "Mom?" Esmeralda said again, touching her.
   "She'll be okay," I said.
   Juana's eyes fluttered open and locked onto mine.  "Johnny," she said.
   "At your service," I said.
   "You're cock is indeed quite a bit thicker than Thomas.  I should have
been prepared, but I was not.  You filled me up so.  My orgasm was very
intense." She looked down at my raging erection.  "Did you cum in me?"
   "No," I said.
   "I am so sorry," Juana said.  "Please take me again."
   "Not after you passed out," I said.  Not so soon."
   "Then me, Johnny," Esmeralda said.
   "No, you're spent.  Remember?"
   "We are both very sorry," Juana said.  "After your compassion and skill,
we repay you in this way."
   "Hey," I said.  "I got to take a teenager's virginity.  That's a first
for me.  I made love to a beautiful young girl and her beautiful mother. 
Another first.  And I wore out one girl and made the other one faint.  I'm
feeling pretty studly." I kissed Esmeralda's cheek.
   They both chuckled and rolled over into each other's arms.  Juana
started softly snoring almost immediately.  I gathered my clothes, turned
off the light, and started to close the door.
   "Johnny?"
   "Yes, Esmeralda."
   "Thank you."
   "You're welcome.  And thank you."
   "Next time...  my ass.  Please?"
   "We'll talk tomorrow."
   *****
   I walked back outside, my erection leading the way.  I tossed my clothes
on a chair and walked past the loungers where Nela was on top of Dawn in
what sounded like a very passionate 69.  They didn't even notice me.
   The rest of the group was in the hot tub, looking at me.
   "How in the world can you be hard?" Tina said, her eyes locked on my
cock.
   So I told them.
   "Jesus Christ, you big stud," Nela said from behind me.  "You wore them
both out?"
   "Yeah.  Now I've got my first case of blue balls in a long, long time."
   "Bring 'em over here.  I'll take care of you," she said.
   I looked at Thomas.  He nodded.  So did Mary Beth.  Tina just licked her
lips.  Her eyes were still locked on my hard cock.
   "Here I come," I said, and walked over to Nela and Dawn.  Nela didn't
move from what she was doing except to stick her ass a little higher in the
air for easier access.  I didn't bother with niceties; I just grabbed her
hips and plunged in my entire length.  She yelped and then moaned as I
started moving.
   "God, you feel good," she said.  "No wonder you wore them out.  Damn, it
feels so good!"
   "Told you," said Dawn from just below us.
   "I ...  thought...  Asians...  were supposed...  to have...  small
cocks."
   "I'm only part Asian."
   "...  other part?"
   "Porn star," I said, and really started pounding her.
   "I...  believe it.  Oh fuck.  Fuck fuck fuck fuck MEEEEEE!!!!" Nela came
hard and her pussy convulsed.  I felt Dawn's tongue caress my hard cock at
Nela's entrance as I fucked her.  That was enough for me.
   "Cumming!" I yelled.
   "In her," Jay and Mary Beth and Dawn yelled together.  I yelled as I
slammed deep and spurted my hot load into Nela's waiting pussy.  Nela was
moaning.  Dawn was licking my balls.  The waves of a great orgasm washed
through my body.  I rode it to the end and then pulled out of Nela and
stumbled onto the nearest lounger.  Nela moaned again as I listened to the
sound of Dawn happily sucking my cum out of Nela's snatch.
   "I'm sorry, Nela," I said.
   "For what?"
   "For taking you like that.  For using you to get myself off."
   "Are you kidding?  That was perfect." She paused to moan again, then
moved around until she could give Dawn a deep lingering kiss.  Then she
turned back to me.
   "I like nice, slow, romantic bubble bath love as much as the next girl.
But I'm just as happy to be taken for a hard fuck.  You were perfect. 
Besides, you needed it."
   "I did," I said.  "Thank you." I leaned down to kiss her.  She wrapped
her hand around my neck and pulled me in for a deep, passionate, tongue
dueling kiss.  When we were done she whispered, "I think I'd really like to
come over to your place once in a while, Johnny.  If that's okay."
   "Totally okay by me," Dawn said.
   "Me too," I said.  "Gonna have to buy a bigger bed, though."
   "I don't think they have anything bigger than a California King,
Johnny," Dawn said.
   "We have a little money.  I think we can have one made."
   *****
   Meyer recovered fully.  I got to meet Georgia one night at the Pacific
Dining Car bar, my favorite place to grab an after-work drink with Meyer.
Georgia was something.  Beautiful, smart, engaging.  And a redhead, with
typical redheaded sauciness and temper.  When she left to use the bathroom
I told Meyer that my conscience was asking me to tell her about the nurse.
He lifted his middle finger in salute.
   "There might be something there, Johnny, there really might.  I think
we're going back to my place after dinner."
   "I'm happy for you.  Truly."
   "I know." He looked down at his Scotch and soda.  "Johnny, I'm an old
man.  I've been a bachelor for so long that I'm not really sure if all the
parts work anymore."
   I looked at him.  "Meyer.  No bullshit.  Really?"
   He looked back at me.  "Really."
   I leaned in.  "Okay, personal question.  Do you ever wake up hard in the
morning?"
   "All the time," he said.  "But that's because I gotta pee."
   I laughed and put my arm around his neck.  "No, it's not," I said. 
"That's your body's way of telling you it's ready for you to go out and
pillage.  You're gonna be fine."
   And from all reports, he was.
   Meyer, my lieutenant, and my captain all bugged me to take the Detective
III test, so I did.  Within a short period of time I made the list and was
very quickly promoted.  Buddy's sergeant and lieutenant twisted his arm
into accepting promotion to Sergeant I with a guarantee that he would
remain on the street.
   After my promotion was posted Meyer took me out for a celebratory drink,
once again at the Pacific Dining Car.  He was slowly nursing a Scotch &
soda and I was making faster progress on a Negroni.
   "You still gunning for my job?" he said.
   "Never."
   "Not even if I retire?"
   I looked at him.  "You thinking about it?"
   He sighed.  "I've got almost 30 years on the force.  That's a good
pension.  And I've put money away.  Plus..."
   I waited him out.
   "Georgia's got money, too."
   "You guys are going for it?" I said.
   He gently swirled his drink.  "I think so," he said softly.  "I want to.
She says she does, too.  Like I told you, there's something there."
   I signaled the bartender.
   "Another round?"
   "Yes, but different.  We'd like a couple of shots of your Highland Park
18 in buckets, neat."
   "You got it." Off he went.
   "What's this?" Meyer said.
   "Celebration," I said.  "You and Georgia.  Starting out together is the
best part."
   "Yeah," he said.  "But what if we burn out?"
   "Staying together long enough to work through the burnout is the best
part."
   The bartender brought our bucket shots.
   "Maybe," Meyer said.  "But all we're going to do from here on out is get
older."
   I raised my glass and waited until he raised his in return.  We clinked.
   "Growing old together is the best part," I said.  I lifted my glass to
my mouth and so did he.  We drank the fine stuff down.
   "Goddamn," he said as he put his glass on the bar.  "You're a bad
fucking influence.  Pretty soon I won't be happy with my usual Old
Whatchamacallit."
   "Blame Barker," I said.  "He's spoiled me with expensive liquor."
   Meyer was silent for a while.
   "I've been alone for so long, Johnny.  I'm used to it.  I don't know how
to live with another person.  I'm not sure I'm cut out for it.  I don't
know if she'll be happy with me once she sees me at my worst and we're
together all the time."
   "It's the same for all of us," I said.
   "Yeah, right," he said.  "Easy to say.  You're living with three women
and they're all goo-goo eyed over you.  You're my fucking hero."
   How to say this.
   "Meyer.  You are one of the best people I know.  If Georgia doesn't fall
harder in love with you once you're living together then she doesn't
deserve you.  But let's say you're right.  Let's say you move in together,
or get married, or whatever, and it doesn't work out.  You're alone right
now.  If you get together and don't make it, you'll be alone again.  Net
change: zero."
   Meyer nodded.
   "But what if it works?  What if you two are so fucking happy together
that you light up Los Angeles with how fucking happy you are together?"
   Meyer looked at me.
   "Hey, you can do a pre-nup.  'We hereby state that if it doesn't work
out we can go back to the happy booty call arrangement.'"
   Meyer laughed.
   "You're right," he said.  "I'm gonna go for it."
   We clinked our empty glasses.
   "Thanks, I owe you one," he said.  "What'll it be?" He was looking at
the liquor.
   I looked at him and waited until he was looking at me, too.  "Don't
retire," I said.
   to be continued....
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