JC: Harry and the Lee Girls
Chapter 6
By
Lazlo Zalezac
Copyright (C) Lazlo Zalezac, 2004

Dolly screamed as another orgasm washed over her. She couldn't 
believe the things the young man was doing to her body. His kisses 
had turned up the sensitivity of her entire nervous system. His 
touches had ignited desires that she had never known existed 
within her. His miracle tongue was now taking her places that she 
had never been. Her cunt, that was her word for it, wanted filling. 
Her hands found his ears and started pulling him away from her 
clitoris. Using words that surprised and shocked her, she said, 
"Fuck me."

Eric knew enough that such a demand needed to be met. He moved 
up her body, kissing the skin beneath him as he moved. His cock 
slid into her hot wet pussy without a problem. Dolly had helped 
guide it into her and then locked her legs around his ass. Having 
believed that the sisters weren't really interested in men, the 
abandon Dolly exhibited in bed was a shock to Eric. 

She came after he had thrust into her a few times, unable to believe 
that a cock could fee that good. He took advantage of her loss of 
control to reposition his body so that his cock rubbed her clitoris as 
he thrust into her. Loraine had explained that this was a position 
that many women enjoyed early during intercourse, but that he 
would have to back off from it when it became too sensitive. 

It wasn't much longer before she experienced another orgasm. 
Again, he shifted his position, this time moving to allow his cock 
to rub her G-spot during his thrusts. Dolly went wild, clutching 
him to her. Unaware of what she was doing, she rolled over so that 
she was now mounted on him. Her actions became frantic as she 
fought for a fourth orgasm. 

Giving control of their tryst to Dolly, Eric allowed himself to enjoy 
what was happening. His cock erupted before Dolly had her 
orgasm, but not much before she had come. Dolly stopped moving, 
her urges sated for the moment. She looked down at Eric, realizing 
that she had ended atop him somehow. 

Eric looked up at Dolly, amazed at the sight of the woman that had 
taken control of their sexual union. Her wet hair was plastered to 
her face. Sweat was dripping off her nose and her entire sweat 
covered body was flushed red. Her nipples were still erect and she 
was breathing heavy. He could see that she was debating what to 
do next. Should she try to get one more orgasm or recover from the 
ones she already had? Taking a deep breath, she slowly lifted off 
his cock missing it as her cunt ached at the empty feeling.

She slipped to the bed, exhausted by the activities. She cooed, "Oh, 
that was incredible. I never imagined that it could be so nice. Lilly 
is going to be so lucky."

The comment further confused Eric about what had just occurred. 
Having worked up his nerve, he had gone over to ask out Lilly. 
Her answer that he had to have sex with Dolly first had been 
completely unexpected. Dolly had been sitting there nodding her 
head in support of her sister's answer. That sleeping with two 
sisters might be every guys fantasy, but Eric had the feeling that he 
was going to be judged by Dolly. He gave voice to his confusion 
when he said, "I don't understand why the two of you demanded 
that you have sex with me before I could date your sister."

Dolly realized that Eric deserved a full explanation. She answered, 
"Lilly and I know what you did this week."

Eric sat up, as a knot twisted in his stomach, wondering if she 
actually knew what he had done that week or was just guessing. 
The idea that these two innocent girls knew that he had learned 
how to make love from a prostitute horrified him. They must 
believe that he was a terrible person. Nervous, he asked, "What do 
you mean, you know what I did this week?"

"The two women that had been raped, tortured, and nearly killed 
were Lilly and me," answered Dolly watching his face to see what 
his reaction would be. Afraid that he was be repulsed to know 
about their history, she knew that he had to hear it from her rather 
than risk hearing it from Lilly. Throat tightening, she said, "We 
were the two women with horrible pasts that watched you."

The news shocked Eric to his core. Neither girl had ever hinted 
that they had been subject to such horrible events, only that they 
had a troubled past. It explained why they were totally indifferent 
to the attentions of the boys at school. As he recalled some of the 
things he had talked about with Loraine, he stuttered, "You were 
watching me?"

"Yes," replied Dolly as she looked apologetically at him. She went 
on to explain about the events of the last night as slaves. Eric 
listened in amazement as Dolly told about her sister's rape, her 
attempted escape, the torture she had undergone, and then the 
rescue. She explained how it was that they had come to live with 
Jeff, Paul, and Fred.  She finished her explanation when she said, 
"I'm not going to let my little sister get hurt. I had to make sure that 
you wouldn't hurt her."

"So you insisted on having sex with me before you would let me 
even date your sister?" In a strange way, it made sense. He 
wondered what kind of guilt Dolly must carry within her from that 
time. 

"I led her into slavery once. Never again," swore the young 
woman. 

"I'm getting married," said Paul as he broke the news to Lilly 
despite the fact that her sister wasn't present. Fred and Jeff already 
knew and watched the young woman hoping that her response 
would be positive. They had feared the girls would feel as if they 
were being abandoned.

Unable to contain her joy, Lilly jumped up and ran over to him 
with a huge smile on her face. Throwing her arms around him, she 
said, "I'm so happy for you! When? Where?"

Laughing, Paul said, "Well, we haven't discussed those details 
yet."

"Dolly will be so happy to hear that you're getting married!"

The mention of the older sister reminded Jeff of her unexplained 
absence. He asked, "And where is your errant sister?"

Without thinking about what she was saying, she answered, "Dolly 
is having sex with Eric so that she'll know it is safe for me to date 
him."

"So that she would know that it is safe for you to date him?" asked 
Paul concerned about Dolly. Shaking his head, he wondered how 
long she was going to blame herself for what had happened to 
them. She had done what she thought necessary for the two of 
them to live after their parents died. There was nothing wrong in 
that. He asked, "Why do you let her continue to take the blame for 
what happened to the both of you?"

Lilly was silent for a moment wondering if she let Dolly feel guilty 
because she blamed her sister. It was an unsettling thought. Why 
had she let her sister have sex with Eric? It hadn't really been 
necessary. Had she agreed to it out of fear that he would turn 
mean? She didn't really believe it. Had she agreed because it would 
allow her sister to assuage her guilt? That hadn't really been the 
reason, she still blamed her sister for the past. Uncertain, she 
answered, "She feels guilty because she blames herself. I guess I 
let her continue to feel guilty because I do blame her."

Dolly had entered the house in time to hear the last exchange of the 
conversation. She burst into tears and ran into her room slamming 
the door behind her. Throwing herself onto the bed, she cried into 
her pillow. Lilly's words had confirmed that she was guilty for 
having brought them into slavery. She would never be able to look 
at her sister again without knowing how her sister felt. 

Thirty minutes passed as Lilly hid in her room thinking about what 
Dolly had heard her say. She knew her sister must feel terrible. She 
had not known her sister had overheard her talking and felt 
horrible about it. She relived the memories of their slavery. There 
was her first rape when Wong had thrown her across a table and 
shoved his cock into her virgin pussy. She remembered the 
horrible pain as her delicate flesh had torn and bled. Once her 
womanhood had been stolen, he then raped her ass while twisting 
her arm behind her back. In tears, she had cleaned her blood off his 
cock using her mouth. When she wasn't putting enough effort into 
it, he twisted her nipples until she got the idea. She remembered 
thinking, "Oh Da Lee, what did we get ourselves into?"

After knocking on the door, Lilly waited for her sister to invite her 
into the room. She waited a minute and then went into her sister's 
room without an invitation. It broke her heart to see her sister 
crying. In a quiet voice, she said, "Da Lee, it's me, Shao Lee."

The use of their Chinese names shocked Dolly out of her tears. It 
was the first time since Harry had rescued them, that either sister 
had used their real names. Turning to look at her sister, she asked, 
"Did you come here to make me feel worse?"

"Da Lee, I came here to talk to you about when we came here."

"I know how you feel. I heard you tell them that you blame me for 
what happened to us."

Shao Lee started to cry as she said, "I'm so sorry. For years you 
have told me that it was your fault. I just went along and accepted 
that it was your fault. I never really thought about it."

Da Lee sat up and stared at her sister. Was it possible that she had 
put ideas into her sister's mind? A shiver went through her as she 
thought about it. It had to be someone's fault that they ended up in 
slavery. She asked, "What do you mean?"

The younger woman said, "Until now, I never thought about how it 
was that we ended up here."

Da Lee, with bitterness in her voice, said, "I sold us into slavery 
for a dream."

Shao Lee interrupted, "I remembered the first time that Wong 
raped me. I remember that during the entire rape I was wondering 
what we had gotten ourselves into."

With anger rooted in guilt, Da Lee shouted, "We got into slavery!"

"You aren't listening to me. I said that I wondered what we had got 
ourselves into," repeated Shao Lee putting emphasis on the word 
'we.' She said, "We made the decision, not you. We both wanted to 
come here."

Da Lee wept and said, "But I was the older one. I should have 
known that it was too good to be true."

"We were both stupid kids at the time. You think you should have 
known, but what did you really know? Mom and Dad were dead 
and we were hungry. I remember the hunger real well," said Shao 
Lee. 

It was true. Da Lee grimaced at the reminder. Two days without 
food had made them both willing to do just about anything to eat. 
They both had grabbed the offer to go to America like a life raft. It 
had actually gotten them a meal, something that was much more 
important at the time than what was going to happen in the future. 

The sisters talked about those days for an entire hour. In the course 
of their discussion, they brought up details they had allowed 
themselves to forget. Some of the details reminded them of how 
they hard supported each other through the worst of times. By the 
end of the hour, they were actually joking about how their 
guardians had looked the first time they had seen them. 

Da Lee had always wondered why Shao Lee had picked the three 
men. Shao Lee explained, "I picked Jeff because he looked so 
afraid of us that he couldn't even look at me. Twitch was so 
nervous that all I had to do was say boo and he would have run 
away. Too-Tall looked so sad and hurt by what he had seen that I 
felt sorry for him."

Da Lee laughed as she thought about it. Shaking her head, she said, 
"We were just five people afraid of life and other people."

"Yeah, what a mess we were. Now Paul is going to get married and 
I think that Jeff is going to ask that nurse of his to marry him," 
commented Lilly, feeling like her typical self again. Her identity of 
Shao Lee faded as she turned to the present.

Dolly heard the news about Paul and broke out into a big grin. 
Excited, she asked, "Paul has asked her to marry him?"

"Yes and she said yes," exclaimed the younger sister regaining her 
excitement about Paul's announcement. It was funny, but she was 
really looking forward to a wedding.

"When are they getting married? Where are they going to get 
married?" asked Dolly.

"They haven't discussed the details yet, but I find the idea of him 
getting married very exciting," answered Lilly. 

Dolly leaned forward and said, "Speaking of exciting things, that 
Eric is something else."

The reminder of Eric brought Lilly back to the reason for the 
emotions of the past two hours. Curious, she asked, "Is he good?"

"Good isn't the word I would use," Dolly tittered as she covered 
her mouth like a young schoolgirl. She said, "He's great. I never 
thought that sex could be anything like that. He gave me four 
orgasms. I totally lost control it felt so good. I'm almost jealous of 
you."

Lilly's eyes grew big at the description of her sister. Dolly had 
acted as if she was sacrificing herself to some evil god when she 
had gone over there with Eric. To hear her praise the experience 
meant that it must have been good. Intimidated by the prospect of 
being alone with Eric knowing that he could make Dolly feel that 
way, she asked, "He was really that good?"

Dolly said, "I suggest that you go over there as soon as possible 
and discover it for yourself."

"Huh?"

"Get over there and get laid," said Dolly wondering how her sister 
could possibly wait to experience making love with Eric. 
Exasperated, she said, "If you don't go over there, I will."

Lilly laughed at her sister, unable to believe what she was saying. 
Eric must have really done something to make her sister behave 
that way. She replied, "If we don't go out and talk to the men, they 
are going to come in here."

Weeks later, Harry sat in the living room smiling as he heard the 
news. It pleased him to learn that Paul was getting married to 
Janet. He said, "Paul, I'm really happy for you. I guess the days of 
being Twitch are behind you for good."

"Not really. Everyone on the other side of town knows me as 
Twitch," replied Paul with a smile. He wasn't sure that he wanted 
to leave his self-image as Twitch behind. Twitch was a nice guy 
that cared about people regardless of the price he paid for caring.

"Speaking about the other side of town, I've made arrangements for 
you to work for the Fusion Foundation in the community outreach 
program. Since you know the community that they are reaching 
out to, I figure that you are the perfect person for the job," said 
Harry. 

"You're kidding, aren't you?" asked Paul. 

"No. You're getting married and need to support your wife and 
kid." Turning to face Jeff, Harry asked, "So when are you 
proposing to Terry?"

"I already did," replied Jeff with an embarrassed smile. He looked 
over at Too-Tall and then at Paul. He had intended to tell them 
about his desire to propose to Terry. The sex last night had been 
outstanding and, in the desire for the moment to last forever, he 
had asked her to marry him without thinking. He said, "I'm sorry, I 
just kind of blurted it out last night and she said yes."

Fred signed, "One of the advantages of signing is that it is difficult 
to blurt things out. I was going to ask Helen tonight if she would 
marry me. I figure I could live here after you two leave and take 
care of the girls."

Shaking his head, Jeff said, "I can't believe it. All three of us are 
getting married."

Fred signed, "I haven't asked Helen yet. We don’t know if she'll 
accept."

Laughing, Paul said, "You will and she'll accept. We've seen the 
way that she looks at you."

With a grin and a wink, Fred signed, "That's what I'm worried 
about. She looks at me. One of these days she'll get her glasses 
fixed and, after one good look, she'll run away in terror."

The four men laughed at the joke. Harry looked at the three men 
with eyes that knew people. All three of them had healed and were 
ready to begin exploring the world anew. He asked, "Where's Lilly 
and Dolly?"

Jeff said, "Lilly is on a date with Eric. She seems to be spending a 
lot of time with that young man."

Nodding in agreement, Paul added, "When we ask her about it, she 
blushes and doesn't answer."

"I think they can't keep their hands off each other," signed Fred 
with a grin. He had caught them the other night necking on the 
porch. Poor Lilly was so flustered that she couldn't stand up 
straight. 

Harry laughed and said, "Sounds like teenage dating to me."

"Did you have anything to do with them getting together?" asked 
Jeff. 

Raising an eyebrow, Harry answered, "Well, I did arrange for Lilly 
and Dolly to have a little counseling from a friend of mine. You 
know her, Cindy."

"What? It was Cindy that you sent them to?" asked Jeff shocked at 
the news. He had known that Harry was going to take the girls to 
someone that could help them, but the idea that it would be Cindy 
was a surprise. 

"Yes, I sent them to Cindy. It was quite a nice experience for them, 
I would say. They watched as a young man lost his virginity to one 
of Cindy's colleagues. She taught him all about how to make love 
to a woman," answered Harry with a smile. He knew that Jeff 
would understand exactly what he meant about the woman 
teaching the young man about making love. 

"So they watched some guy lose his virginity?"

"Yes. They also learned about male sexuality and that it wasn't a 
brutal thing to be feared. You know how it was for them. They 
needed to see that not all men were brutes when it came to sex. It 
was probably a little better since they knew the young man that 
volunteered to be observed," answered Harry. He waited to hear 
the logical question.

"And who was the young man?" asked Paul afraid to hear the 
answer. He was reminded of the time when Lilly had said that 
Dolly was having sex with Eric to determine if he was safe for her 
to date. 

"If I remember correctly, it was Eric," answered Harry. He smiled 
and looked around the room as he added, "Lilly and Eric are 
perfect for each other. She needed permission to become open to 
the advances of men. He needed a little self-confidence to ask out 
the girl he had a crush on."

Fred frantically signed, "That little runt. I knew we should have 
grilled him some more."

Jeff laughed and asked, "Are you serious?"

Grinning, Fred shook his head to let them know that he wasn't 
serious. Eric had mentioned several times that his grilling when he 
had first come over was intense. The boy had claimed that having 
Fred standing behind him was quite intimidating. When it came to 
protecting the girls, Fred liked the idea that he was intimidating.

Harry asked, "Where is Dolly?"

Paul answered, "Dolly is at work, but she should be coming home 
soon. A couple of weeks ago, Lilly and Dolly had a long talk about 
the past. Ever since then, Dolly doesn't seem to feel that she has to 
watch over her little sister all of the time. Free from that obligation, 
she went out and got a job."

"What kind of job?"

"She's working at a florist, learning how to arrange flowers," 
answered Jeff. 

The front door opened and Dolly entered the house. She saw Harry 
and shouted, "Harry, how are you?"

"I'm fine. I just heard that you got a job."

Dolly smiled and said, "Yes, I did and I love it. I get to work with 
flowers."

"Flowers? I never thought of you as a flower girl," said Harry with 
a grin. He started singing an old song about a girl wearing flowers 
in her hair. Dolly listened to the song completely unfamiliar with 
it, but Jeff and Paul sang along while Fred hummed. 

When they finished singing, Dolly said, "I don't understand what 
that song has to do with me working in a flower shop."

Harry replied, "Every time I think about women and flowers, that 
song comes to mind. I was in California during the age of the 
flower child. Outside of too much drug use, those were great times. 
There were lots of young women freeing themselves from the yoke 
of society at the time."

Seeing that he had her attention, he leaned forward and said, 
"Some of them didn't even wear bras, they burned them. That was 
such a scandal at the time. Good girls wore solid white bras that 
were made of a material that I swear was strong enough to stop 
bullets. The bad girls grew their hair long, stuck flowers in their 
hair, went without bras, and actually had sex with men before they 
got married. Women discovered that they had a right to enjoy sex."

"It was a time of great change. Music changed from the rock and 
roll of the fifties to acid rock of the sixties. Protests ran rampant as 
young people felt that it was necessary to change society for the 
better. Men decided that they didn't have to march off to war just 
because they were ordered to go. Then there was the whole free 
love concept. Make love, not war."

Harry laughed and leaned back in his chair. With a wink, he said, 
"I did like the making love part way too much. I was young, the 
women were beautiful, and a lot of them were willing. What can I 
say? I traveled about sampling any and all that were willing to be 
sampled." 

Dolly giggled at the characterization of himself as some sort of sex 
explorer. It had been a long time since she had her experience with 
Eric. A stray thought made her wonder how Harry was in bed. She 
shook her head trying to clear it of the thought.

"Those were the days of communes, where people lived together 
and tried to make extended families. Most of them had some stupid 
philosophy about living off the land or communing with nature. 
They failed. They didn't understand the true nature of nature. It's a 
whole lot harder to grow food than most people think." Harry 
patted his stomach, forgetting for the moment that it had been 
years since he had a potbelly. He sighed and then said, "Those kids 
should have talked to a farmer."

Dolly asked, "So what happened?"

"Well, folks grew up. They kept some of the good ideas from those 
days, dropped some of the bad ideas, and became businessmen. 
You still find a few free spirits from those days in places like 
flower shops," said Harry with a wink. 

He commented, "You'll recognize the women from back then who 
kept many of their ideals. They wear denim dresses, blue jeans, or 
overalls. A few wear lace shirts or T-shirts. Of course, most of 
them go without bras. Some of them still have long hair even 
though it doesn't always look that good when the hair has turned 
gray."

The woman he described sounded exactly like her boss at the 
flower shop. Dolly stared at Harry wondering if he knew her. She 
was going to say something to that effect, when Harry said, "I 
think you stand a good chance of meeting one of them while 
working as a florist. It might be good for you. It would give you 
the opportunity to learn about stuff like free love, communes, 
peace, and love."

While Harry telling stories about free love and flower children, 
Lilly was next door with Eric learning about love. When Janet had 
taken the sisters shopping after their visit with Cindy, they had 
bought very feminine underwear and sexy clothes. The plain white 
cotton panties and utilitarian bras had been exchanged for French 
Cut panties and matching lace bras. Cindy had been right when she 
said that dressing sexy would make her feel sexier. 

At the moment she wasn't wearing anything and that felt even 
sexier. Lilly had never experienced anything like this before. The 
make out sessions with Eric had heated up the past few weeks. 
They would kiss and she would get weak in the knees, her nipples 
would get hard, and her lower region would get wet. The previous 
night, she had let him touch her breasts and the result had been 
electric. Tonight, she had removed her shirt to provide easier 
access to her breasts. Once she started undressing, she never 
stopped. Eric had kissed every inch of skin that she exposed. It had 
felt so good that she just kept removing clothes until she ran out of 
clothes to remove.

Eric kissed her nipple and she grabbed his head holding it place. 
She was willing to stay like that for hours, but when his hand 
slipped between her legs she realized that there were other places 
that she wanted him to kiss. Her cunt was hot and steaming, aching 
for attention. She started to push his head in that direction and he 
took the hint.

When his tongue parted her lower lips, she gasped at the incredible 
sensations it created. Who knew that there was a direct line from 
down there to the brain? She had experienced only a single orgasm 
in her life and that was when Kelly had healed her. That felt good, 
but the waves of pleasure that crashed through her made that entire 
experience pale. She screamed as the orgasm took her by surprise.

After that, things became a blur as she lived in a haze of 
continuous orgasms, each of them was small but they 
overwhelmed her in the frequency with which they hit her. After 
too many of them, she cried out, "Enough. I can't take anymore."

Eric backed off and went to lie beside her. His cock hurt from the 
time spent erect and all he wanted was relief, but he was smart 
enough not to ask for it. She reached out to him and ran her hand 
over his body appreciating the warm feel of it. Her hand 
encountered his erect cock. Fondling it, she was surprised when it 
erupted all over her hand. She sat up and looked at the organ she 
held in her hand. Her feelings were very different than when she 
had held Wong's cock in her hand. This one she wanted to touch, 
wanted to hold, and wanted to admire. 

In a trance, she leaned over and took his organ in her mouth 
expecting to feel the same sense of revulsion felt in the past. His 
warm member wasn't disgusting and wasn't battering at her throat 
threatening to choke her. It tasted like him and that was good. Even 
his come tasted good to her. She licked his cock and was surprised 
when it started to stiffen up again. She kissed the head, claiming it 
for her own. She lifted her head off it and said, "I never thought I 
would like this. Can I keep it?"

Eric chuckled and answered, "It's all yours."

She returned to kissing it and then swallowed it. When he ran his 
hand through her hair, she knew that her attention to his cock was 
getting to him. It even seemed to swell even more. She was 
enjoying the sense of control that she had over him. With a lick 
here and a lick there, he tensed up as his excitement grew. A 
moment of pause and he slowly came down. She worked him up to 
the verge of orgasm and kept him at that point for a while. He 
groaned, "You can stop now. If you keep on, I'll be coming in your 
mouth."

Making him come in her mouth sounded like a perfectly delightful 
experience to her. She felt that would make him hers and stepped 
up her efforts. It wasn't long before her mouth filled with his come. 
She swallowed not thinking that there was anything else she could 
do with his come. Wong would have twisted her nipple off for 
spilling a drop of his precious fluid. Despite the horrible memories, 
Lilly enjoyed taking the essence of Eric into her body. 

Two hours later, Lilly staggered over to her house on legs that 
didn't want to support her weight. Never had anyone suggested that 
sex could be that good. Reaching the front door, she looked back to 
the house next door and thought about returning for another round 
of sex. She knew that she should have been home an hour ago. 
Taking a deep breath, she opened the door and entered. 

Harry took one look at Lilly and knew beyond a shadow of a doubt 
where she had been and what she had been doing. Dolly 
recognized that slightly wild look on Lilly's face and knew that 
Eric had done his magic to her. Lilly froze, surprised to see 
everyone staring at her. She feared that they would know what she 
had just been doing. Then she realized that she didn't care if they 
did know. She was going to ask if Eric could spend the night with 
her on occasion. 

The silence in the room was broken by Dolly when she said, 
"Welcome home little sister. It looks like you found something that 
agreed with you."

Harry said, "You look positively radiant, my young friend. I take it 
you have discovered love."

"Yes, I have and I'll never let go of it," replied Lilly.

"I imagine that you'll be pestering us to let the young man visit 
here on a regular basis," remarked Paul watching as Lilly shifted 
nervously from foot to foot.

"Probably she'll want him to spend the night," added Jeff with a 
smile. 

"I guess we'll just have to say that it is okay, other wise she'll 
spend most of her nights next door," said Paul. Seeing the shocked 
look on her face, he asked, "Does that meet with your approval, 
Lilly?"

"Uh, yes. Thanks," replied Lilly feeling embarrassed at having this 
discussion with three men that she had come to view as fathers. 
She glanced at Dolly in time to receive a reassuring smile.

Satisfied with what he had learned on this visit, Harry stood and 
looked around the room at everyone there. Grabbing his staff, he 
walked over to the door with a smile. Turning to face everyone, he 
said, "As much as I love a happy ending. There is one thing that I 
love even more."

Surprised by the statement, Lilly asked the logical question, "What 
is better than a happy ending?"

Smiling at her, Harry said, "I love happy beginnings. Each of you 
is about to embark upon new adventures, adventures of pleasure. 
From the smiles that I see here, I can tell that it's truly a happy 
beginning."

Lilly went over to Harry and hugged him with tears in her eyes. 
Dolly followed her sister and hugged Harry in her turn. The man 
was dear to them both. The three men took turns shaking his hand 
feeling as if they were saying farewell. Of course, with Harry one 
never knew if or when he would crop up again. 

At the door, Harry turned to face everyone and said, "I bid you 
farewell, my friends. You have lives to live. I wish you luck on 
your new beginnings."

Lilly and Dolly stood at the door holding their arms around each 
other. The three men stood behind the sisters. Feeling as though it 
would be the last time they would see him, they were quiet as they 
watched Harry walked down the street. Harry had touched five 
lives and changed them. Lilly looked at the house next door and 
corrected the count realizing that six lives had been touched. About 
halfway down the block, Harry kicked up his heels and shouted, 
"I'm so good!"


