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Child Brides of India
By: C. Stanton Leman
Chapter 55: Assessments (Mggg, rom, cons, inc cousins,
no sex)
I awoke about six, followed by Priya. As we talked,
Leeya
stirred and woke. Emmy was still sound asleep as we talked.
Priya asked Leeya, "Why did you kiss me like that last night?"
Leeya giggled and replied, "When I did it, I really
didn't
think about it, I just did it to share Sean's sperms with
you; but when I did, your lips were so soft and warm I
liked it and just kissed you. Am I bad? Did I do something
wrong? I'm a little afraid that you're mad at me for doing it."
"No, you're not bad; well maybe just a little, you
little
tart!" Priya said calmly, "I'm not mad. I enjoyed it too,
and for the same reasons. I liked your soft lips and the
softness of your kiss. For a little girl, you kiss very well!"
Leeya giggled and replied, "I had a good teacher,
right Sean?"
"Right Babe," I said proudly.
Just then Emmy moaned, licked her lips trying to rid
herself of that morning taste and rolled onto her back.
Looking over, I asked, "Well, it looks like you've returned
to the land of the living, how do you feel?"
With a blushing giggle she replied, "Wonderful! I
dreamt
all night of doing things with you, nasty things like you…
never mind."
Softly rubbing her panty-covered pooter, she chuckled
and
added, "Anyway, my little pooter is still tingly and sort
of wet and squishy. I can't wait until Sunday to do it again!"
Teasing her, I replied, "Me thinks we've created a
sex fiend!"
Priya sat up and said, "Emmy, there's something I
have to
tell you. Last night after you went to sleep, Leeya and I
shared a passionate kiss. We both agreed that we liked it
and I'm not sure where this may lead. I'm telling you
because you need to know. It's OK if you don't want to do
anything with either of us girls; I just thought that you
had a right to know. If you do, then that's OK too."
Looking at each of the girls, she continued, "Sean
has made
a rule, and I agree with him that we should look to Sean
for our sexual pleasures, but if we girls want to
experiment together, we have to do it in Sean's presence.
Remember, no one, and I mean no one, has to do anything
they don't want to do, agreed?"
Emmy, after recovering from what she'd just heard,
looked
at Leeya and then Priya and replied, "OK, that seems fair.
I want to be with Sean so much right now my pussy aches for
him and really don't want to think about being with a girl.
Maybe later, that is… maybe if I see you and Leeya doing
stuff together, I might want to try it. I just don't know
right now."
Looking at Leeya, I asked, "Leeya, what about
you?"
Leeya looked at Emmy and then Priya, blushed and
answered,
"Like I said, I just did it without thinking. I might want
to do things with Priya or Emmy, but I'd like to just let
it happen and not really think about it too much. Like
Emmy, It makes me feel so very happy inside doing all the
things Sean and I do together and I might like being with a
girl, I just never really thought about. I think I'll just
let it happen, OK?"
"Wise answer," I replied, "Now, I think
it's time to get
up, shower and say prayers, Agreed?"
Everyone nodded and with yeses, the girls rose and left
to
attend to their morning duties as I did the same. Morning
prayers said, we went downstairs to eat.
Dad was just leaving and with a hurried goodbye, was out
the door and off to work. Mom, as usual, was nursing her
coffer. Over her cup, she eyed each of us as we sat and
gave a wry smile.
With a naughty gleam in her eye and a smile behind her
cup
she asked me, "Well, how'd you like your present?"
Now it was MY turn to blush and I replied with a
chuckle,
"Absolutely stupendous! It'll be pretty hard to top THAT
present!"
Mom giggled and threw me a zinger by quipping, "Oh
I don't
think you'll have a problem topping her, will you letch?"
Being honest, I quipped back with a smile, "Now
that you
mention it Mom, no, no problem at all!"
Emmy blushed and giggled with the other girls. Abby was
serving breakfast and commented, "Boy Emma, you sure have
that "Cheshire cat that ate the canary look" this morning!
From the look of things, you're feeling much better today."
Looking up through her lashes with fork in hand she
replied
shyly, "Yeah, I feel much better!"
Swallowing her sip of coffee Mom took a sniff of the air
and commented, "God Sean, what do you do to these children!
I'll have to buy them some Summer's Eve or something: She
smells like she's ready for round two- or is it three, or
four… maybe Five? I'm not sure how many times my sexy
blonde little niece got off last night!"
Emmy was bright pink as she whispered, "Four… I think.
Maybe five."
Everyone chuckled and Abby cupped her pendulous breasts
and
sighed longingly as she looked up, "Oh God, to be young and
horny again. I remember the days of five orgasms a night!"
As she walked back to the kitchen, she quipped,
"Just
thinking about, maybe I need some Summer's Eve!"
That brought wide-eyed looks as we laughed in amazement:
Abby usually isn't that randy.
Mom regained her self composure and replied, "Just
tie
George to the bed, turn his pacemaker up a notch and ride
him like one of these little girls!"
We busted a gut with that remark and Abby gave a
contemplative look and replied, "Hmmm, I may just do that!"
Thinking it was time to change the subject I said,
"Mom,
what day next week do you want me to schedule our flight for?"
Setting her cup down replied, "Well, your birthday
is
Monday, so why don't we fly back on Thursday, sound OK?"
Everyone nodded with yeses so I replied, "OK,
Thursday it
is. I'll call the airline today."
We finished breakfast without any more sex jokes. I went
to
the study to call the airline, while the girls decided to
take a dip in the pool and went upstairs to change.
I called Northwest and booked our flight. We'd leave BWI
at
six am with another overnight layover in Amsterdam and
arrive in New Delhi at eleven-thirty pm on Friday night. I
then booked two rooms at the Moevenpick Hotel in Amsterdam
for our overnight stay. Having finished making all the
travel arrangements, I walked to the breakfast room, looked
out the patio doors at the girls by the pool. Leeya had on
a cute one-piece (yellow of course), Priya wore a white
one-piece which set off her chocolate complexion
beautifully! Her smallish breasts jutted straight out
proudly and I again took in her exotic beauty. Emmy had on
a powder blue two-piece that set off her blue eyes and pale
complexion.
Looking at the treasure between her legs, I was
presented
with a fat, bulging vulva that displayed a beautifully
defined plump camel toe! I grabbed my package and groaned
to myself, wondering what it would look like splitting that
ripe, fat peach with my cock… I almost wanted to jerk off
when I pictured those soft, fat, oversized pussy lips
wrapped around my cock, enfolding me as her large clitty
jutted outward like a tongue licking the top of my dick.
Whew! What a picture! When I realized I was hard as a rock,
I snapped back to reality and tried to rub it down.
I was so enamored with watching the girls I didn't see
Mom
sitting at the table watching me. She startled me when she
said, "Hey pervert, something pique your interest?"
I jerked my head around to see her looking at me with a
coy
grin and answered, "Huh? What was that?"
Shaking her head she replied beckoning me to come sit,
"Nothing, come here and sit down."
Embarrassed, blushing and hiding my erection with my
hand I
moved to the table and sat. Looking down, Mom silently drew
circles on the table as she asked, "Sean, I've tried to be
open-minded about you marrying young girls, and I'm not
trying to pry or embarrass you, but could you tell me what
it's like to have sex with a little girl?"
"Honest?" I asked.
"Honest." She replied.
Looking her in the eyes, I said, "Mom, it's the
most
indescribably glorious feeling! What makes it all the more
so is the fact that our passions feed off one another. It's
incredible to see a girl, say as young as Leeya, being
split open so obscenely wide accepting me into her body and
consumed in passion working to our mutual climax. It's just
incredible! They love it as much as I do."
Looking at me she asked, "You were just thinking
about
fucking Emma, weren't you?"
I admittedly nodded silently.
"Before you came out," she said, as she looked
out at the
girls, "I was studying them too. Emma is a very beautiful
girl. She's got the fattest little pussy lips I've ever
seen! She's ripe and dripping for you isn't she?"
Again I silently nodded.
"I'm curious," she asked, "Does a girl
that young smell
like a woman?"
"Yes," I replied, "Leeya has the lightest
scent, womanly
but sweet. Priya's smells stronger, womanlier but again,
there's a sweetness to her. Emmy has the strongest scent;
very much a woman in smell but again she also has that
sweetness. They're all uniquely different but similar, all
delectable, sensuous and very erotic."
With a flush, Mom gave a slight smile and said,
"Emma's
like me, I can tell. She's like a billowing bonfire. I know
Priya is very sexual but Emma, I think, will surpass her in
passion and intensity"
Mom blushed and continued, "Your father and I play
the same
games you kids do, and we both know what that means. Just
be careful with Emma, keep her under control. Otherwise,
she'll end up going too far. Priya displays a continuous
smoldering passion, but Emma is a raging furnace inside.
She'll consume you if you're not careful, I mean that Sean!
If you're not careful, she can destroy your family with her lust."
Taken aback, I shook my head with a smirk and replied,
"I'll keep that in mind Mom, really I will. I was just
thinking about what she whispered to me last night as you
were speaking. She said she'd do anything I wanted-
anything! I'll have to watch myself because I can see she
has an erotic, sensual allure to her that captivates me and
I could easily get caught up in a whirlwind of lust. I've
always had to control myself because the girls are still
small; but if what you say is true, things could easily get
out of control with Emmy."
Looking down at the table I went on, "The hardest
thing
about controlling myself is that Emmy is so incredibly
beautiful and has such an alluring sensuality to her, she's
almost irresistible in her ability to captivate me. I was
just thinking, when you interrupted me, that Priya is my
soul mate and always will be, but I just want to fuck
Emmy's brains out! I want her so bad, I could fuck her so
deep, I'd cum in her mouth: that's how deep I wanna be in
her, isn't that fucked up?"
Mom shook her head and said, "The sad thing is, if
it was
physically possible, she'd let you. Your wedding night will
probably be a real fuckfest. Just be careful, she'd let you
hurt her without thinking if you're not in control."
I sighed and asked, "I thought you were teasing the
other
day but you meant it when you said she'd probably fuck my
brains out, didn't you?"
With a silent nod, she then replied, "Every
word."
"Damn!" I joked, "I'll probably have to
start taking
Viagra. Leeya is starting to become more active and wanting
to explore more also."
Mom smiled and said fondly, "Now THAT little girl,
I think,
loves you as much as Priya does… maybe more. If she lost
you, she'd certainly die of a broken heart! You're
everything to her. Her whole world revolves around her life
with you. Hold her close and treasure her, because she'll
always protect you as much as Priya will. She's incredibly
smart in an intuitive sort of way. She doesn't think about
it, she just loves you: that's all she needs to know."
As Mom was speaking, I looked out and saw the little
snot
holding her nose and bouncing up and down on the diving
board. Leeya is a paradox in some ways. Seeing her bounce
on that board, she's got the straight, shapeless figure of
a little boy and looking at her, she's playing like a
regular five year-old. On the other hand, she can take all
seven inches of me in her tiny little ass and loves it.
She's said the most profound things to me, even more
profound than Priya at times. She loves me totally and
gives herself to me the same way, and I feel the same way about her.
I chuckled as I came back to reality and Mom said,
"What?
Did I say something funny?"
Smiling as I saw her laughingly jump into the pool, I
replied, "No, it's just that watching Leeya right now and
hearing your words, reminds me of a song I heard on the
radio the other day that reminded me of her. It went
something like,
"A little bit a sugar
A little bit a spice
A little bit of nasty, and
A little bit of nice…"
I started to cry a little and told Mom, "What's so
breathtaking about her is that she truly treasures our
intimate life and it's always like a spiritual thing for
her when I cum inside her. She treats our intimacy with
such reverence."
With a soft smile as I spoke of her, Mom said,
"She's truly
remarkable in many ways. It's as if every time she got a
beating, she made a vow to herself that when she finds the
love she's looking for, she'd rip her heart out to keep it.
You don't notice but many times she looks at you with such
deep emotion, or as you said, reverence, it's as if her
very breath comes from your beating heart."
Touching my hand, she looked at me seriously and added,
"I
think she knows Emma's passion because she hinted at it
when we were discussing allowing Emma some intimacy. Even
knowing, she formulated a plan for Emma and convinced us to
agree. She's not stupid though, she's got her eye on her,
you can bet on that. There'll be a real cat fight if Emma
pushes too hard, and I'll lay you odds that little pixie
will come out on top. She'll fight to the death over you,
sister or no sister!"
After a silent few moments Mom said, "Priya's is a
selfless
love. Priya's my baby and my best friend. She's the most
remarkable woman I know. I say woman because she is just
that - a woman. It's s a mother's dream to see her child
find its soul mate and I'm glad I've lived to see it come
true for you. She'll sacrifice herself for you, even if
she's hurting inside. She'd give the most treasured part of
herself to you if she thought it would make you happy.
She'd even find you another child bride if you wanted one.
I'd hate to think it's true, but she would probably even
give you her own child if you wanted it."
Shocked, I retorted, "Mom! I may have an attraction
to
young girls, but I know for a fact that having sex with my
own child is over the top and really perverse! It makes me
sick to my stomach to even think about it!"
"Calm down," she replied while waving her
hand, "Don't get
your balls in an uproar! I was just making a comment based
on my observations, that's all. I never said you would do
such a thing and I don't think that, even with YOUR
proclivities, you'd consider it!"
"Well," I shot back, "Don't even THINK
such a thing, much
less bring it up! IT MAKES ME SICK!"
After stewing over what she'd said, I added, "Look,
I admit
I like having sex with young girls, any kind of sex: oral
anal, vaginal; I even like water sports but fucking my own
daughter would be like eating someone's AID's infected
shit- it's a totally disgusting and repugnant thought!"
"OK, OK," she replied, "Calm down! I'm
sorry I said anything!"
Changing the subject I told her, "I've made all the
travel
arrangements. We take off from BWI on Thursday morning at
six am, with an overnight layover in Amsterdam. We arrive
in New Delhi on Friday night at eleven-thirty. OK with you?"
"Yeah," she replied, "That's fine. Have
you called Pita to
see how things are there?"
"Unfortunately," I said, "I haven't. I'd
think Monaavi is
still coming over and teaching Attiya while we're gone. I
wonder how Mahmoud and Haseeba are doing?"
"Now there's a pair," Mom said, "Mahmoud
had me fooled in
the beginning, but now that I've seen a few things, I don't
really care for him. After the way he neglected Leeya and
doesn't really have much of a relationship with her, simply
because she's a girl, is appalling to me. He certainly
didn't lose any sleep over divorcing her wife either. It
didn't take long for his wandering eyes to latch onto
Haseeba either. I don't know he just seems shallow and
selfish to me. I hope he's learned from his mistakes and
treats Hasseba well. He really hasn't tried to solidify his
relationship with Leeya either, has he?"
Shaking my head no I replied, "No, not really. He's
made a
few comments to Leeya, but hasn't asked her to spend any
time with him, In all fairness, they really haven't had a
chance; we left India soon after they were married and
Haseeba graduated high school."
"Well," Mom replied, "Just watch him. I
think he's a snake
in the grass."
How about Monaavi?" I asked, "What's your take
on her?"
Sipping her coffee Mom responded, "She's a shy,
sweet girl.
A little innocent for her age, but I think she's a very
nice, even-tempered person, and diligent too. She really
loves children and is very good with them. I think she's
well suited to be a teacher."
Mom looked up and thought out loud, "I wonder how
Attiya's
doing. I've thought a lot about her after I left. After
seriously rethinking my assessment of her, I think Monaavi
can get her to the point where she can communicate, at
least adequately enough to understand her, but in all
probability she won't be able to cope with a regular school
because of her handicap."
Sitting back she continued, "Kids can be very
cruel,
especially with someone who's not like them. Like all
autistic children, Attiya's very sensitive and might very
well withdraw into herself if she feels inadequate in some
way."
"It's a shame," I commented, "She's such
a sweet girl and
very caring. She and Leeya are like sisters. Watching the
two of them, Leeya is like a protective mother hen: she
talks softly to her, gently instructing her to make sure
she learns her lessons. It's amazing how young kids
communicate sometimes. They don't seem to have the problems
we adults have in that area."
With a chuckle, replied, "Yeah, it is amazing isn't
it? I
read a book on Taoism once and they believe a child has a
third eye that sees things we adults can't, like seeing the
inner person in people, their motives and even spirits.
When we grow up all we're left with of that quality is a
sixth sense. Some retain more of that eye than others."
Just then, the little snot came dripping in the door
looking like a drowned field mouse: her wet, stringy hair
with her arms wrapped around herself, goose bumps and
purple lips quivering- even her little toes were purple.
She stopped in front of me and shivered out, "I'm cold
Sean, warm me up."
I sat her on my lap, hugged her to me and began rubbing
her
arms with her towel for a couple of minutes. I said to her,
"Why don't you go upstairs and take a warm shower. I'll be
up in a minute to wash the chlorine out of your hair, OK?"
She shivered out, "OK."
With that, she hopped off my lap and shivered her way
upstairs. After Mom and I chuckled over her innocent,
childlike manner, I told Mom, "I'd better go attend to the
urchin."
I rose and went upstairs. I wasn't sure which bedroom
she
was in so I hollered her name. I heard her muffled replied
coming from her bedroom. I walked in and she was standing
in the bathroom shivering. Chuckling I asked her, "Why
didn't you get into the shower silly?"
"I was waiting for you." She replied.
"OK munchkin, into the tub." I directed.
She turned and climbed into the tub while I adjusted the
water level. As she stood, I saw her pudgy, puffy little
pussy lips dimpled with goose bumps and leaned over and
kissed her on her mons.
She giggled and said, "Your lips are warm on my
baby
coochie."
I looked at her lovingly and said, "I love you
darling, you
make me so very happy! By the way, you've got a beautiful
baby pussy!"
She blushed and said, and it tastes good too,
right?"
"Absolutely delicious!" I replied,
"You're as sweet as a
ripe mango!"
Leeya smiled at me, placed her hands on my shoulders and
gave me a tender kiss. Smiling, she replied, "Sean, you
make me so happy! I always feel safe and loved with you. I
know I'm not as pretty as Priya or Emmy, but you treat me
like I'm the most beautiful girl in the world! With you, I
really DO feel beautiful!"
I kissed her nose and said softly, "Oh but you are
beautiful! You'll never know how beautiful you are to me."
"I may not know up here (Pointing to her head), but
in here
(laying her hand over her heart) I can feel your love."
Getting choked up, I jokingly quipped, "I know you
do my
little baby bride. Number two, you're an excellent wife! By
the way, what made you try and deep throat me last night?"
"Oh that," She giggled, "I like pleasing
you, and I like to
feel you deep inside me, I thought that if I could do it,
that'd be another way I could take all of you, but I guess
I'm still too small 'cause I really, really tried, but my
throat is too small to fit you all the way down. I didn't
disappoint you did I?"
With a "Humph" I replied with a chuckle,
"Heavens no! For
your age and size, you did something for me that many grown
women can't do: in fact, I thought it was fantastic!"
Smiling she kissed me and said, "I liked it a lot.
I could
feel when you spermed in my throat and it felt strange but
wonderful!"
Directing her to sit, I replied, "It was wonderful
for me too!"
I bathed her, washed and conditioned her hair and
toweled
her dry. After she'd dressed, we went back downstairs and I
brushed out her hair and put it in a scrunchie. I finished
with a light love tap on her tiny little butt and said,
"All done Babe, you look all nice and pink and warm, right?"
"Right!" She replied with a confirming nod.
About then, Priya and Emmy came in joking together. Both
girls agreed to go upstairs, take a shower and get ready
for lunch. About twenty minutes later they returned, both
in shorts and a top. We had a light lunch of salad and
sandwiches over light conversation.
After lunch, I got out a map of Washington DC and began
to
plan our day of sightseeing on Monday. I made a list,
noting that we'd have to go to Fifteenth and E streets at
seven thirty am to get tickets for the White House tour.
It was almost dinnertime so I set my outline aside and
went
to the breakfast room where all the girls and Mom were
joking around at the table. We pitched in and set the table
out on the deck and helped Abby get things ready for
another barbeque.
Dad came in while I was firing up the grill and asked,
"What's on the menu?"
I replied, "Steaks and lamb kabobs with salad and
fresh
fruit, sound like a winner?"
"Hmmm," He replied, "I could eat a cow,
make mine a big one OK?"
Looking at him turn to go back inside I replied to his
back, "You got it Dad, one barbequed cow coming up!"
I had started the steaks when Priya brought out the
plate
of kabobs. She smelled the aroma and said with a giggle,
"Mmmmm!" Smells good. I just love these kabobbie thingies!
I always overeat when we have 'em."
"Home style, Baby! Eat or forever hold your
peace."
About twenty minutes later, the food ready and everyone
sat
down to eat. After filling our plates, Dad handed me a
couple of stapled sheets of paper and said, "Here, look
this over. You're now officially Emma's guardian."
As I browsed the documents, everyone voiced their approval
and relief that another hurdle had been surmounted. The
second page was a court notice with a tentative court date
on a Wednesday in the middle of August: approximately eight
weeks away. I revealed this to all at the table, saying
that if this date held true, it would work out perfectly
because Emmy wouldn't have to miss a week school to make the trip.
After dinner, we sat and talked about the upcoming trip
to
Washington, what I'd planned so far, and everyone seemed
excited at the plans. Priya and I decided to take a
leisurely walk to work off the food in our full stomachs.
We talked about all the upcoming events and I told her
in
detail about Mom and my discussion earlier about Emmy.
Priya said she'd had inkling but that she'd talk to Leeya
about it because, from what I'd said, Leeya may have a
better viewpoint than her. She did comment on the point
that if Emmy got too obsessed with the sexual aspect, she'd
come down hard on her.
I said to her, "Isn't it strange that, up to this
point,
the three of us have had a lot of sex, but it doesn't seem
to interfere with our normal routines."
Priya replied solemnly, "That's because Leeya and I
don't
really see it as sex. For us, it's an expression of love,
like many other ways we express our love, but more
importantly, we respect each other's intimate life with
you. That's why we aren't jealous of each other. It sounds
weird, but by respecting each other's rights, we're
included, so we don't feel left out or unequal. I think
having a huge sex drive isn't really a bad thing, but Emmy
might not be as respectful or considerate of her sister's
rights. THIS may cause problems. She may try to "raise her
status" so to speak if she thinks she can be the better lover."
"I think she also may have a problem with being
number
three on the list, thinking her status is lower than ours,
not equal, and may try some kinda power play. She's a very
beautiful girl and I can see she makes your blood boil when
you think about fucking her; it's as plain as the nose on
your face. Just remember where your heart is and don't let
her lead you around by your cock."
"Ouch!" I chuckled, "That one hurt, but
your point is well
taken. I'll try to think with my brain instead of my dick,
but you're right, I do have to admit I want to fuck her brains out."
She stopped walking, turned to face me and said
pointedly,
"You just make sure you've got your priorities straight.
You fuck up and get sidetracked by a good piece of that
little girl's fat, ripe and dripping white pussy and I'll
cut your nuts off! Got it?"
Stepping back due to her intensity, I replied
positively,
"Got it: in spades!"
We continued walking back to the house, Priya looked
over
at me and said, "I didn't mean to be so nasty, but even if
she fucks or sucks better than Leeya or I, that shouldn't
be a criteria to favor her over us. I think we've proven to
be very loving and giving because we feel loved and equal.
Don't ever change that Sean, don't do that to us and treat
us differently, or you find you'll lose everything. Just
don't get caught up in any sexual obsessions about her, OK?"
"I fully understand Beloved, and I'll keep myself
under
control for the sake of ALL our lives. I would never want
to lose what I have with Leeya, or most of all, you."
I asked her, "While we're on the subject of sex,
have you
given any thought about you and Leeya?"
"Yeah," she nodded, "I thought about it
today and I've come
the conclusion that I would like to possibly hug, kiss and
possibly masturbate each other, but I'm not sure if I want
to have oral sex or anything more than that with her.
That's how I feel, for right now"
"Well then," I replied, "You'll need to
tell her that so
that the ground rules are already in place if and when the
time comes something does happen."
"Yeah," she agreed, "You're probably
right. I think she
just did it as a spur of the moment thing and we were both
pleasantly surprised at how good it felt, that's all."
I agreed as we stepped up onto the deck. We entered the
house to find Leeya and Emmy watching TV with Mom and Dad.
I went to the 'fridge to get some water when Emmy walked up
behind me, hugged me and said, "I can't wait to do some
more with you tomorrow night!"
I turned and looked at her seriously and replied
sternly,
"You need to get a grip on that fat little pussy of yours.
I told you the other day that there are many ways to get
love and acceptance other than by sex. If you can't control
yourself for some reason, then I WILL call off our wedding.
You will be joining a family and you'll marry Priya and
Leeya when we marry. You will be an equal member, not low
girl on the totem pole. If you can't get that through your
head, then I feel sorry for you, but I'm not gonna fuck up
two other people's lives because you have an obsession with
sex. I don't mean to be cruel or mean and I'm not angry, I
just want you to see things clearly so the people you love
and want to be with aren't hurt, understand?"
With tears in her eyes she nodded.
"Furthermore," I added, "Priya and more
importantly Leeya
have tried to understand you and give you some of what you
want. Start thinking about them as they've thought about
you and become an integral part of something bigger than yourself."
With a sigh I said, "Look. I know you're needy
right now
and want extra attention, but you can't get into the habit
of being selfish and just taking from people and taking
them for granted, you have to give back. Return their love
and understanding and think of their feelings like they've
thought of yours and everything will work out. Just lighten
up a little on the sex thing and ask yourself why you seem
to need sex so much. Talk to Priya AND Leeya: they've
proven themselves to be understanding of you and have tried
to help, but you need to help yourself and fit into our
family instead of trying to become the focal point: That's
MY job. Am I getting through to you?"
"Yes Sean," she replied, "I'll try
harder, I promise."
I kissed her nose and said, "Good. I love you Emmy
and want
to marry you, but I also love Priya and Leeya. That will
never change."
"I understand." Emmy replied, "Really I
do. You're right. I
HAVE been thinking too much about sex. I'll do as you ask
and try to be more understanding and fit in, OK?"
"That's all I ask. If you can do that, we'll all
live a
very long and happy life together." I said with a smile,
"Now let's get back to the others."
We walked back to the family room to glances. I sat with
Priya as we finished watching the program. After the show
was over I told the girls it was time for evening prayers.
We went to my room and prayed for the next hour or so. When
finished, Leeya and Emmy left to go to bed while Priya and
I settled in for the night.
I told Priya in detail about Emmy and my discussion in
the
kitchen earlier. She was pleasantly surprised that I came
down on Emmy as hard as I did, but I told her that after
talking with Mom and her earlier that I wanted to see Emmy
make some positive steps before the wedding: better to find
out now than AFTER the wedding and she agreed.
We talked for a few minutes more and I felt her hand
encircle my cock and give it a loving squeeze. I turned and
kissed her passionately and asked, "So now what? You wanna
get nasty?"
"Yeah," she said with a devilish giggle,
"Number one wife
has been a bad girl. She's thirsty and needs a good ass
fucking, can you take care of that?"
With a fiendish growl, I replied, "Sure my little
chocolate
harlot, let's go."
Continued in Chapter 56…
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