Author: Pescador del Valle
Title: Assassin
Part: Chapter 14 of 27
Summary: Ass, sass and sin.  A young assassin does more 
than befriend people when he tries to get close to his 
targets.
Keywords: Mfff, ff, f-solo, oral, exhib, voy
Language: English
Copyright: 2009

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I had been given the job of getting close to one Adam 
Pringle - because he was a slippery bastard who was too 
nasty to live.  He was also a hard man to get access to 
but fortunately his twin children Mark and Kyra were far 
more approachable though I'd unwittingly made a couple of 
poor decisions while trying to build a good cover story.

Through my own carelessness, I was "dating" my foster-
sister Anna and two of the other players from her girls' 
soccer team and ended up taking them all to a spot where 
nude bathing was prevalent if not actually legally 
permitted.  There they each expected me to service their 
needs at some stage during our picnic, an expectation I 
managed to meet with some surprising results - the girls 
found they were much better friends than they had ever 
expected to be!

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With approval for Hailey and Rosalee to stay for pizza 
dinner, we set out for home.  Hailey had won the right to 
ride shotgun next to me first, with the others taking 
their turns before we were too close to the city to 
permit any further fun and games in the car.

---

Hailey sat at an angle, mainly looking across at me but 
being able to establish eye contact with the back seat.

I don't know who started matters off but I did notice 
Hailey rubbing her crotch before I heard conclusive 
sounds from behind me.

A little careful adjustment of the mirror - I couldn't 
afford to get distracted - and I was able to see Anna 
lying across the seat with her head in Rosalee's lap.  I 
was envious since that meant she had Rosalee's tits 
resting on her face any time she wanted to snuggle under 
them.  Later sounds showed Rosalee had her hand inside 
Anna's shorts as well.

Hailey had moved her knickers to one side and I suggested 
she remove them altogether.  The seats were vinyl so she 
wasn't going to leave a big wet stain and a towel 
underneath her butt would deal with any dampness and a 
tendency for bare flesh to stick.

It took only a moment's interruption for the others to 
pass her a towel from the drop down hole in the back 
seat.  I kept my eyes on the road until all motion had 
ceased and then treated myself to a quick glance while I 
crawled along.

Hailey had stripped off not only her knickers but 
everything below her waist.  She was playing with her 
pussy and, when satisfied her fingers were sufficiently 
coated, offered them to me to lick.

"You look nice like that."  I wasn't trying to be funny 
but it took a little effort to convince Hailey that I was 
serious.

"If you were sitting there naked you would be beautiful - 
I certainly don't see anything wrong with the rest of 
your body.  It's just the effect of how your minge is all 
feathery, like frost on a window pane though you probably 
haven't seen that here.

"Anyway your hair is..." I took another brief glimpse.  
"It's like it's been brushed out to either side; there 
are long sweeping lines - like a brush stroke on a 
painting.  It makes your pussy seem high class, royalty, 
that sort of thing.  You know how society women might 
have their hair all twisted up at the back of their head 
for some charity dinner?  It looks like you've taken that 
special effort.  

"Then the way you're sitting means that my eyes get drawn 
along the long lines of your legs until I reach your 
pussy.  Think of columns outside a government building; 
they make it seem more majestic.  Now if you were naked 
there would be more distractions but like that you focus 
*ALL* my awareness on one thing."

"You *COULD* look at my face!"

"I love every dimple on your face Hailey my sweet but I 
only had a second to see how you looked.  I am afraid I 
concentrated on the parts I won't be able to see when we 
are in company."

"You could have looked at it more when we were alone 
then."

"I did.  Your hair continues at the same thickness about 
half way from in front of your clit hood to the middle of 
your cunt and then it becomes both lighter and sparser 
until it is almost non-existent by the time it reaches 
your asshole."

"Roger!"

"It's alright.  I know you have one - and I suspect you 
might occasionally fart too."

"*ROGER*!"

"I'll let you in on a secret - everyone has one and 
everyone lets one go from time to time."

"It's not polite."

"Then I'll return to a subject that is - the 
configuration of your pussy!  You have a small mole on, 
er, your left hand side outer lip just where it meets 
your inner lip.  Your outer lips are low and your inner 
lips reasonably small."

"How do you know?  I mean, how do you know what's small 
and what's large?"

"Purely by comparison to some others I have much pleasure 
in knowing."

"Ok."  Hailey realised she and the others did differ in 
more ways than breast size and it was only reasonable 
that I had noticed - though probably not to the degree I 
was demonstrating.  I was just showing off.

"Continuing, your inner lips have a beautiful purple-
brown colouring at the edge and become almost a hot pink 
when they near the entrance to your cunt.  The colour 
isn't really that vibrant but compared to your skin it 
seems like it is.  The sides of your cunt are uneven; 
that's not a fault by the way.  I love the feel of all 
the ridges and things inside a vagina - much nicer than 
just a flat tube would be.

"You like me to rub my tongue on the front of the 
entrance and to push it along the side - or to use my 
fingers there if I'm touching you.  You prefer me to 
touch the left side of your clit over the right and don't 
like me sucking over the hood though I can lap at it.  
You're squeamish if I touch behind your cunt with my 
tongue but don't mind if I come just as close or closer 
to your butt hole when I rest my hand on the crack of 
your butt cheeks.

"Your favourite colours are Blue and Yellow and if asked 
to pick a number between one and ten you'd pick..."

I paused for dramatic effect and to give her a chance to 
mentally pick one.  "...five as often as not."

Hailey gasped.  "I've found the mole, I do like you doing 
things exactly as you said and figure you've seen enough 
of my things to guess the colours but how did you guess 
five?"

I infuriated her by refusing to reveal the basis for my 
choice.  I didn't think she would appreciate my rating 
her as "ordered with a tendency to caution rather than 
recklessness".  That was not an absolute of course.

People have visions of common numbers - seven comes to 
mind if only because of it's acceptance as somehow being 
lucky.  Just look at all the people who make lotto or 
roulette decisions based on the numbers that have come up 
beforehand.

Hailey wasn't "chaotic".  That, or "ordered and reckless" 
would have been much harder to tip.

She also wasn't pedantic to perversely choose one or ten 
because they weren't strictly *BETWEEN* themselves.  That 
would have given me 50:50 odds at least.  Had she been 
more cautious then she would have "avoided" the obvious 
oddities; three, seven, and to a lesser extent nine.  Odd 
not in the sense of not being even but rather due to 
their irregularity when multiplying values.

I could be reasonably comfortable limiting Hailey's picks 
to two, four, five or nine and people have a tendency to 
head towards the middle making four or five more likely.  
Of these, five was probably slightly more attractive.  By 
saying "more often than not" I hedged my bet a little 
though that had been unnecessary this time.

It had been material from a predictive psychology course 
intended to show us how most people collectively would 
act like sheep and even individually could unconsciously 
behave in expected ways.

Let off a firework and most people would look to the 
noise.  A wolf would look to his target, a guard dog 
would be checking for wolves.

My job in such a situation was to be able to divide the 
world into sheep, guard dogs and other wolves; I would 
already know who my target was and would have no need to 
watch him.

Hailey put it down to a lucky guess - it was but with 
more chance of being right than she would have expected.

She considered our current situation; there was only 
light traffic and the worst of the curves were behind us 
- and I'm not referring to Rosalee or Anna.  Hailey 
leaned forwards which, since she was turned in her seat, 
brought her closer to me.  She placed her hand on my 
crotch.

"Would it be too distracting for me to have a nibble 
while you drive?"

I knew I shouldn't; knew I would lose all access to the 
car and worse if caught; and knew I would be forever 
remorseful if I let the opportunity slip by.

"Distracting but not too distracting.  I'll just go a 
little slower but you'll have to stop if I ask."

"Goody.  That means it will take us longer to get home 
and I won't have to switch as soon."

I couldn't argue with Hailey's logic and wasn't about to 
with a young woman who was offering to blow me.

I took a hand off the wheel and pulled the waistband of 
my shorts and briefs below my balls.  I was already hard 
again.

I had to then move the seat back a notch or two but it 
wasn't as if Anna had her legs down there.  She was 
laying in Rosalee's arms with Rosalee's hand trapped 
between her thighs as they kissed; Anna had *HER* hand 
inside Rosalee's top and was massaging Rosy's breast.

"Why don't you pull your bra up Rosy?  You can always 
pull it down in a hurry if needs be and you and Anna 
might enjoy it more."

"Good idea but I thought you were supposed to be watching 
the road?"

I ignored that and there was some shuffling around but 
then Hailey was stretched out over me and Rosalee and 
Anna could sort themselves out!

Hailey made a slurping noise and it was echoed from the 
back; Anna had forsaken Rosalee's lips for one of her 
sizeable tits.  Disobeying yet again I caught Rosalee's 
eyes in the mirror and could see her smile was as big as 
mine.

A mobile blowjob has the added advantage that inertia as 
one corners means whoever is giving it will not keep in 
one place adding unexpected pleasure as they react and 
then compensate.  Since Hailey still had one hand playing 
with her pussy she tended to move about even more.

When conditions were suitable I took a hand off of the 
wheel and caressed either the back of her head or the 
curve of her bare butt.  I was glad I had come so often 
or I might have been tempted to turn down one of the 
infrequent side roads and stop to lean her across the 
hood.

The image stuck in my mind and I suggested it to her.  
She shook her head while still attached to me; she was 
content like this for now though Rosalee told me she 
thought Anna was interested in the idea.

"Anna is always interested," I said, then tempered it 
with, "thankfully!" and added, "but it sounds as if 
you're providing adequate distraction."

"Mmm, she is.  Rosy lover, you can finger me any time."

"How about before the next soccer game?" I suggested 
mischievously.

"Mmm - if you drive us, Ma can stay home and we can have 
some fun in the back on the way there.  I think we'd be 
too sweaty on the way home."

"*I* think we'd probably forfeit the game," muttered 
Hailey, inconsiderately lifting her head.  At least she 
could have said it while still sucking on me; it might 
have been muffled but we could have worked out what she 
was saying and, if not, well at least it would have felt 
nice.

She took the opportunity to look around just as a car 
passed us.  The mother in the front seat looked stunned 
but her kids in the back - probably about 14 from what I 
saw - kept looking out the back window.  Hailey waved at 
them and then continued.  I had to assume she didn't know 
them as I couldn't imagine her being so blas‚ otherwise.

I was grateful that Hailey was more interested in 
endurance and novelty rather than a quick performance.  I 
suspect I might have outlasted her had she tried to make 
me come quickly with us both ending up feeling sore by 
the time she called it quits.  Instead she nibbled a 
little, biting my foreskin and pulling it down with her 
teeth or smothering shaft and knob with little fairy 
kisses.

She used her lips to roll my foreskin back as well, 
surrounding the head and forcing her tongue against the 
slit.  She wriggled her tongue around the head and 
treated the whole thing as an ice cream cone.  Then she 
sank her teeth gently into the knob, rapidly biting on 
the one spot without actually causing any pain.

I praised her efforts, wishing I could watch the pair in 
the back at the same time.  I made a note to try some of 
the techniques on Mark though I wouldn't be able to give 
Hailey the credit due her.

It seemed silly to be thinking of him and, because of it, 
of Kyra when I was still with my other lovers but Hailey 
was showing me other ways to increase Mark's dependence 
on me and I guess I never really stopped thinking about 
work.

Eventually Hailey needed a break and I welcomed it as 
well.

She turned over and lay the back of her head on my lap 
briefly; the hand brake was not in a convenient position.  
What had happened to nice wide bench seats in the front 
and column shifts?

"Can I drive?" she asked.

"No, but you can steer a little."

"Good!"  She sat up and faced forwards.

I released the steering wheel as she reached for it and 
the car swerved just a little as she grabbed it, not 
realising that the car would only drift slightly at the 
speed we were going and on this particular stretch of 
road.  I kept one hand on my leg, ready to grab the wheel 
myself if necessary.  The other had found the wet patch 
between her legs and I made a production of licking my 
fingers clean.

"I want to get my license but I haven't got a car to 
drive so I don't see the point."

"Well, then you could chauffeur me around while I have 
some of the back seat fun."

"That does it then - I'm not getting my license unless 
*THEY* get theirs as well!"

"I thought it might be an incentive for all of you but 
the way those two haven't surfaced, I doubt they are 
interested in changing places."

"Oh, I'd drive you," offered Rosalee.  "Though I'd like 
to see you fingering Anna like this while she sucked on 
you."

"That seems *MORE* than fair.  I expected you would have 
wanted to have been the one back there with me."

"Oh when Anna or Hailey are driving I'll sit on your lap 
and get them to head down the road with the most pot 
holes."

"And when you say 'lap' you really mean..."

"Of course."

"Pot holes it is."

Hailey was managing to steer us quite reasonably 
considering both her inexperience and the distraction of 
a finger or two roaming around between her legs.  The 
conversation only made things worse.

"What about you Hailey?  What will you do when it is time 
for us to share the back seat?"

"Well first I might ask you what *YOU* wanted to do - you 
came up with some pretty fantastic ideas.  Maybe we could 
fit three people back there with me eating you and 
whoever else it is eating me."

"If there's no room there we could pull out the head rest 
and you could lay the seat back a bit; by kneeling on it 
you could lean over and suck on me while someone else 
knelt under the dash and ate you from behind."

"With a lovely close up of your brown eye," laughed 
Rosalee.

Since Hailey had brown eyes in contrast to the rest of us 
with various shades of blue, I found Rosalee's comment 
more humorous than I should have and Hailey released the 
wheel with one hand to grip me tightly.

"I *WAS* going to ask whether you thought there might be 
any way we might get a goodnight fuck in before you had 
to take us home.  I'm not so sure now."

I apologised and got my dick back but had to honestly say 
I wasn't sure how it would be possible.

"With two people running interference one might be 
possible but we would have to be upstairs and I don't see 
me being able to run up and down two or three times 
without raising eyebrows."

"What two rather than three?"

"Well it is always possible Anna and I can find a way 
after you're gone home if she wants to.  Even so we're 
probably talking about a quick and dirty bend over with 
just a wham bam sort of affair."

"Hmm.  That actually sounds kind of exciting."

"What?  The idea of Anna's parents down below and 
wondering where you've both gotten to or the feeling of 
Roger's hard meat pounding your pussy till it's bruised?"

"Rosy, my sweet!  I'm amazed at the things you say.  
You're wonderful."  I was genuinely impressed with her 
willingness to talk out among us.

"Maybe not bruised.  I'm wondering if there is anyway we 
could sneak him into church before Mass.  Having him 
sitting under the back pew with his head between my legs 
is so blasphemous an idea yet I can't help it."

"I'd rather he hid in my room and spent the night in my 
bed.  I'd love to go to sleep holding him and have him 
wake me up by eating me or fucking me."

"It is good, Rosalee," Anna revealed and the car moved 
off to the side of the road as Hailey swing her head 
around.  I took over and Hailey turned to kneel on her 
seat looking down at Anna where she was now relaxing in 
Anna's arms.

"You and Roger have actually slept together!?"

"A couple of times.  We have to be very quiet so my 
parents don't hear but sleeping doesn't make much noise.  
The only trouble is we have to make sure Roger is back in 
his own room before Ma and Dad wake up."

"That is so cool."

"She isn't bullshitting, is she Roger?"

I was grateful that Anna realised she didn't have to be 
completely honest.  I preferred the secret of our windows 
remain just that at least for now.

"No, but it was extremely risky.  If we got caught I 
might be sent away."

"You can come and live with me - I've got half a pillow 
to share," offered Rosalee.

"At least let's arrange a time-share like he was going 
between his father and his mother on alternate weeks.  
Oh! Sorry, I wasn't thinking."

"It's okay.  I'm over their deaths; it's been a while 
now."  I indicated I was pulling into a rest stop; it was 
empty for the moment.

"I apologise, I believe we are a little over a third of 
the 'private' distance home.  The conversation was more 
interesting than the dashboard."

"So what happens?"

"You swap with Hailey."

"No, I mean about the difference?"  Rosalee wasn't greedy 
but she wasn't about to miss out any either.

"Well we can stay here for a couple of minutes to cover 
it I guess."

That was agreeable and Hailey bent to put her foot into 
her clothes.

"Why not just toss them in the back and walk around like 
that?"

"Half naked!?"

"You could always strip off fully - it's not the first 
time today."

"No.  I think that might be asking for trouble.  Tell you 
what; I will if you'll come around here and give me a 
kiss outside - with you prick hanging out as you walk 
from one side to the other."

"Easily done."  After all, the traffic was light and we 
were screened by a row of shrubs and trees.  I could 
always just face the car, besides...

I opened my door and checked - no-one at all except in 
the near distance.  I strolled around, banged my dick on 
the front of the car - very macho! and getting laughs 
from my audience - and then opened Hailey's door and 
offered her my hand.

Hailey stood; her legs looking longer when exposed that 
way.  She expected a kiss but I knelt and gripped her 
knees.  Without warning, she could only put her hands on 
my head to steady herself and that was enough for me to 
be able to stand and lift her smoothly up to a height 
where I could drop her butt onto the roof of the car.

I wondered what a passing driver might have thought had 
he seen Hailey bent severely forward for a second or so!  
Naked young women *MUST* be responsible for at least some 
of the nation's motoring accidents!

I had first checked the roof was neither too hot nor too 
cold but Hailey was not going to be comfortable up there 
for long.  She sat back and asked "What?"

My answer was to slip her knees over my shoulders, to put 
my hands on her butt and to bring her closer to me with 
one swift lurch upward and then a tug forward while she 
was briefly airborne.

I planted a noisy lip-smacking kiss directly over 
Hailey's clit and the vibrations must have tingled.  She 
encouraged me to stay for a little while then turned me 
loose and asked to be helped down.

Again I used the "lift and shift" technique but this time 
stepped back so Hailey found herself launched towards me.  
Bracing, I caught her knees against my chest and once 
again she used my head for support.  Her pubes were 
almost in my face and I kissed as close as I could to the 
boundary between belly and pussy before lowering her to 
the ground in a series of jerky descents.

The last one left her straddling my prick which brought 
yet another smile to her face.

"You know, sharing you with two other girls seemed 
ridiculous; sharing you with Rosalee was bad enough.  
Still you have a way of making it seem possible - you 
certainly make me desperate *NOT* to miss out on any of 
the fun things you come up with."

I got kissed properly and then Hailey released me to 
Rosalee's care.

Rosy wanted a change-over kiss too and, if she wasn't 
half-naked, she became so in an instant.  Hailey's pubic 
hair had been like a feather or a fern, but Rosalee knew 
her best feature, or at least her most outstanding ones, 
were her breasts.

A kiss and she pulled her top up, snagging the bra cups 
laying on top of her breasts as well and removing all of 
her upper garments in one swift motion.

I bent to the offered tits and paid homage to their 
magnificence.  I might like Anna and Hailey's chest 
decorations a little more but I didn't object to 
Rosalee's offering in the least.  *SHE* didn't object to 
my finding my way inside her knickers as we stood there 
and I turned her so she faced the others in the car.

I leaned Rosalee against the window of Hailey's door, 
flattening her breasts and giving the others a glorious 
view.

Rosalee had been nursing Anna for quite a while and she 
didn't really want me doing any more to breast or nipple 
with mouth or hand but the slight chill of the glass 
against her skin did things the fingers of *THAT* hand 
could not have accomplished.

The fingers of the other hand accomplished plenty though 
and she writhed in my arms making the breast patterns a 
dynamic rather than a static art show.

I don't know whether Hailey was upset that Rosalee came 
as we stood there; she certainly seemed to be expressing 
only pleasure that her friend had achieved yet another 
orgasm.  There was no sign of tally sheets or score cards 
for which I was grateful.  Trying to be fair was one 
thing; trying to achieve complete equality impossible.

Rosalee was going to drop to her knees in front of me 
until I pointed out she would then need an excuse ready 
if anyone spotted the dirt on them; the parking bay was 
covered in wind blown topsoil - rich in humus and sure to 
leave dark stains.

Our efforts had taken more than the extra time I had 
suggested and we didn't want to be questioned over *TOO* 
long a journey.  I bundled Rosalee into the car after she 
thanked me with a kiss that saw her bare breasts leaving 
dents in my chest and I walked back to my seat with my 
prick now in a state of puffed limpness.

Watching Rosalee get off, Anna and Hailey had decided 
that it should be possible for them to do so as well.  
Anna's suggested she lie on her back across the seat and 
Hailey, kneeling, would lay over her.  It would be 
cramped, possibly too narrow a gap to allow them to 
achieve their goal but at least they would give it a try.

I waited for them to get into position before driving off 
and Rosalee leaned over to watch.  This time her breasts 
were separated by the headrest, poking around each side 
as she looked at the awkward 69 being organised.

As Rosalee and I waited I told her how I'd liked the 
sight of her and Anna together in the back seat.

"If we shared it I'd like to lie like Anna had, sucking 
at your breasts while you rubbed my prick; or we could 
swap and you could lick my nipples while I made you come 
again like before."

"Your nipples?"  It was something that, if not actually 
missed, hadn't been emphasised.

"I like licks and nibbles too."

Well of course that did it.  While I drove and Rosalee 
watched our lovers eating each other's pussies through 
the gap left by moving knickers to one side, Rosy was 
considering what I said.

Eventually she had seen all that she wanted to see and 
turned to sit normally on the seat - normally relating to 
position rather than to her state of undress.

"May I?" I asked and gently ran my fingertips over the 
smooth expanse across the top of her nearest breast.  I 
was given permission to play while Rosalee reviewed the 
logistics of her plan.

Hailey's towel was still in the front and Rosalee folded 
it so it formed a pad to cover the handbrake.  If we 
could use them to even out rocks, this was easy.

"Excuse me," she asked and I put both hands back on the 
steering wheel.

Rosalee fitted the towel into place and pulled my shirt 
up; for once my prick was being ignored.  Lying sideways 
across the front, Rosalee settled herself with her elbow 
between my leg and the door.  This both supported her and 
allowed her to finger my nipple under my top.

As for the other nipple, I lifted my arm as she got into 
place and then rested it across the side of her head 
while she began kissing the little spike.  It was a 
tighter fit than Hailey had managed and more 
uncomfortable for both of us.  I would have preferred 
trying it in the back or on a bed.

It felt nice for all of that and my prick, hardening 
again, was suffocated by Rosalee's breast.  Rosy slid her 
hand in and rearranged things and I now was trapped 
between tit and rib cage.

Lucky prisoner!

If Rosalee's efforts didn't affect me as much as Hailey's 
had, I appreciated them no less.  I had given her the 
clue that I found such contact pleasurable and Rosalee 
was putting herself to some discomfort to try to meet my 
needs and desires.  I was rewarded with what I would 
consider an erotic hum rather than a buzz but it was a 
proper tune rather than just a single note.

I only hope I gave my lady friends as much happiness when 
I did the same for them.

And of course I had the chorus of slurps and gasps and 
groans from the back plus the added temptation of 
Rosalee's bare breast against my side - if only I could 
have reached it.

Well if tit was out of the question (I'm not double-
jointed), pussy wasn't.  I dared not put my hand inside 
Rosalee's shorts lest I be unable to recover it in the 
event of an emergency but there was no reason - outside 
sensible, cautious driving - why I couldn't touch her 
from outside her clothes.

I made no attempt to push my fingers between her legs.  
It hadn't been long since her orgasm and she might not 
appreciate even a light touch there.  Instead I worked 
over the top of her mound and towards her thighs, gently 
seeing what she found pleasing.

Rosalee didn't spread her thighs for me - she evidently 
*WASN'T* seeking any further stimulation yet but that 
didn't stop her from stimulating me.

We continued down the road that way for a while and I 
maintained my slower pace letting any more impatient cars 
overtake us.

Rosalee eventually decided her discomfit over-rode my 
pleasure; I could only thank her for lasting so long.  
Carefully she pushed herself up and shifted back into her 
seat.

She was still perched up on one knee, facing me with her 
head brushing the roof when a car came up beside us.  It 
was the same one and Rosalee gasped as she and the mother 
looked at each other.

The woman must have said something as Rosalee told me her 
husband leaned forward and looked past her.  I only 
noticed their car dropping back a bit.

Rosalee's noises drew Hailey's attention and, having seen 
where Rosy was looking, she sat up a little to look out 
the back window.  The boys recognised her and waved.  
Hailey ducked back down again.

Mother must have told Hubby to "Drive!" before they got 
hit by an oncoming car - overtaking was not a good time 
to check out Rosalee's rack!  Unless you were the boys in 
the back seat that is and, though Rosalee had grabbed her 
top and pulled it over her head, that had entailed 
turning to the front and holding her arms up above her 
head for the better part of a second.

When she was dressed the boys waved furiously at her as 
they began to shrink into the distance.

"Oh my god!"

"How did they get behind us?" asked Hailey.

"Who?" asked Anna from between Hailey's legs.

Hailey let her up and fortunately no-one else passed 
while her minge was visible.

"Rosy flashed her tits at the car that passed us earlier 
when Hailey was in the front seat," I explained with a 
little malice.

Rosy turned to me.  "I didn't flash them!"

"Same result love - you certainly gave the boys something 
to tell their mates."

"But what if they report us?"

"You were in the backseat and had to change behind me 
because your bra was wet and chafing.  That is all we 
have to say if asked.  Anna will be in the front when we 
get home and as far as anyone is concerned we were in 
those spots the whole time."

"Shouldn't we get the rest of our stories straight?" 
asked Anna.

"No, you just tell as much of the truth as needed and 
otherwise don't lie about anything but those points.  If 
we remember different bits and pieces about the trip it 
is only normal."

"What about the first time with Hailey?"

"What first time?  She was in the back all along.  We 
don't have any explanation since it never happened.  You 
didn't notice the car had been past us before or you did 
but didn't say anything.  You realise this may not be 
necessary; they would have to have gotten our number 
plate *AND* decide to report us *AND* have the police 
interested enough to pursue it; and only then do we have 
to worry whether we are giving a plausible enough story 
in the absence of any proof that *THEY* weren't 
mistaken."

"I don't think Mum would accept the story," lamented 
Rosalee.

"Then tell her you're just covering for me."

I looked back at Anna in the mirror.

"Well, if I was flashing the other drivers, Ma would tell 
me off but Rosy wouldn't get into any trouble."

I could just imagine a police line up - "Can you pick out 
which tits you saw ma'am?  Perhaps you can help us sir?"

I put the image to the girls and their laughter broke 
through the tension.

"It might pay us to make up a bit of time so I suggest we 
change seats next opportunity and then I'll go a bit 
faster."

Any disappointment Rosalee felt must have been tempered 
by the idea of us being called to account.  She consoled 
herself by keeping hold of me and massaging me back to 
rigidity whenever I showed signs of slackening.

When I did pull off the road into what I suspected was an 
old road works depot, both Rosalee and Anna opened their 
doors as soon as I had opened mine.  There was to be no 
such gallantry as had occurred at our last stop but that 
didn't mean I wasn't to provide some entertainment and 
Anna led me by my prick to the front of the car where I 
was leaned back against the hood while Anna explored my 
tonsils with her tongue.

She eventually released me to Rosalee and squatted down 
to use my prick to massage her tonsils.  Taking her turn, 
Rosalee's kisses helped to raise the temperature.

I guess Anna had realised that she would have to behave 
while I drove and decided *SHE* was going to take 
advantage of the changeover instead.

Hailey had tried to extend my pleasure; Anna was aiming 
to intensify it.  I didn't even have the opportunity to 
free myself from Rosalee's lips to warn Anna but I doubt 
she would have heeded it anyway.

I came and she swallowed, making my knees tremble with 
the intensity of my release.  Tension had been building 
over twenty to thirty minutes of stimulation and, though 
it was almost a dry hole rather than a gusher, I felt 
like an oil worker striking it rich.

Anna climbed to her feet and adjusted my shorts to cover 
me up properly then kissed me again when Rosalee headed 
to the back seat.  I could taste myself on her and once 
again was grateful that she was prepared to have me come 
in her mouth.

"Thank you sweetheart.  Have you enjoyed yourself today?"

"It has been wonderful.  I expected to be able to watch 
and to show off a little but, well, all the things we 
did...  I just can't believe they happened."

"How do you feel about Hailey and Rosalee now?"

"A bit confused; *NOT* jealous anyway.  We had so much 
fun together and I hope we have more."

"I hope you do too.  Ready?"

I got another kiss and a big hug.

"I love you Roger."

"I know sweetheart and I love you too."

Anna wore a happy smile as we went around to our 
respective doors and she climbed into the empty front 
seat.  She had learned that love and lust weren't the 
same; that you could mix one with the other and, if 
confident of the love, need not fear the inclusion of 
others in the lust.  I suspected the others had similar 
if not identical thoughts.

The remainder of the ride was cosy rather than sexy.  
Hailey and Anna had straightened out shorts and knickers 
and Rosalee had once more barricaded her breasts behind 
her bra.  Anna looked across at me wistfully while Hailey 
leaned over with Rosalee's arm around her shoulder and 
just snuggled into her friend's side.

Not surprisingly, we had all worked up an appetite and 
discussions about what should be ordered were as 
enthusiastic as the reminiscences of the day that 
occupied us for the rest of the time.

---

Ma took Anna aside after we had eaten while Hailey and 
Rosalee were taking advantage of our showers to freshen 
up; we would then get our turns.

"So.  You had a good day?"  She was merely using the 
question to start a conversation since we had all 
confirmed that earlier.

"Yes, and everyone liked lunch.  Thank you for that."

"You're welcome.  So which of your friends is Roger 
interested in?"  Ah, the real question in my absence.

"I don't think he really prefers one over the other yet.  
He treated us all pretty much the same.  It was all 
rather casual, just fun."

"The lake wasn't cold?"

"It was a bit at first.  Roger and Rosalee were in the 
water, sitting down telling Hailey and me how nice it 
was.  Yeah!  When you actually got in there!  It was 
refreshing once you got hot."

"I hope you used sunscreen."

"Well we did lay out a bit with our strings undone trying 
to tan without white lines on our backs but I don't think 
we overdid it."

"I hope Roger behaved."

"Well I think he might have been 'hoping'.  Anyway we 
outnumbered him."

"It sounds like a nice day.  I'm sorry I couldn't go, 
though there wouldn't really have been room for all of 
us."

"It is nice there but quite a ways to go."

"What are you going to do now?"

"Well Rosalee and I were talking about some websites - 
did you know she is an absolute brain; like top of her 
class if not higher?  She is going to show me some places 
that I might be able to use when I'm putting work 
together and I had a couple she might find useful.

"What about Roger and Hailey?"

"They'll probably curl up together and watch something on 
TV."

If *THAT* comment didn't make Ma think Anna had no 
romantic interest in me then she had no understanding of 
teenage girls.

Faced with the prospect of a boyfriend cuddling up with 
someone else, most girls Anne's age wouldn't have been 
looking at study sites - blood would have been flowing 
over the carpet.

Ma and Dad were content to move into the lounge leaving 
us the family room.  With its wide open area and 
potential for someone to walk by to the kitchen 
unannounced they wouldn't expect us to get up to more 
mischief than a kiss, a cuddle or a grope.

They weren't ignorant of what teenagers got up to though 
maybe not as suspicious as they should have been.

"I'll just see if Rosalee and Hailey are out of the 
showers then get through myself."

"Let me know if Rosalee is out and I'll call Roger in."

Rosalee was out of my shower but not yet dry when she 
opened the door to Anna, brazenly naked in the doorway 
after a hasty check that all was clear.  Anna gave a 
nipple a tweak.

"You can finish getting dressed in my room if you want."

Anna's fingers lingered over Rosalee's short matted 
curls.

"Shit yes."

Rosalee wasn't normally so coarse but these were special 
circumstances.

"Are your feet dry?  Grab your things then and get down 
there."

Anna turned back to the stair well.

"You can tell Roger it's free."

"Thank you."

Rosalee moved past Anna and Anna turned to watch a curvy 
butt hurry down to the door at the end of the corridor.  
Then she went to check on Hailey and to invite her to 
join them.

I was outside with Doug as he watered the garden.  Some 
plants did well with the evening water, others made 
better use of a predawn soak which was not a likely 
scenario when he didn't have to get up early.

He had been chatting to me about the day and about 
managing to find a couple of girls to go out with.

"It was easy that they are all friends," I started.  "I 
don't have to find things to say all the time and there 
aren't quite the awkward silences you get when a girl is 
worried how you're going to react about some comment and 
you're worried about exactly the same thing.  In fact 
with three of them together it was hard to get a turn 
sometimes."

Let Doug think I meant conversationally!

I made out to look around to make sure we weren't being 
overheard.

"And I also don't have to worry so much about one 
thinking I'm especially serious about her now they've 
been out with me together.  Did you have problems just 
wanting to find out what it was like to kiss someone or 
to hold them without being ready for wedding 
invitations?"

"I think I can remember back that far.  Your teen years 
are when you find out the sort of people you like - 
though tastes can and will change as you get older - so 
it is not unreasonable to meet a few and I think you'll 
find that girls are no different in that regard.  They 
worry about boys just as much as boys worry about girls; 
I guess maybe about different things though.  I hope you 
realise that it is better to take things slow.  You're 
seventeen; sex might seem rather important to you but if 
you rush things you can end up making a lot of people 
unhappy, perhaps even ruining lives - your own included."

"I know.  I've seen people who probably shouldn't have 
gotten married but it must have seemed a good idea at the 
time."

"That is exactly it.  You need to get to know someone 
properly before you make that sort of commitment and sex 
has a way of distracting you when you should be looking 
for flaws - not that I'm saying Hailey or Rosalee have 
flaws.  I don't really know them well enough but I think 
the question you need to ask yourself not only about them 
but anytime you are thinking of getting more involved is 
- do *YOU* know them well enough?"

     The files had been quite comprehensive when one
     considered how quickly they had been assembled and I
     had been required to go over the summarised
     information which dealt mainly on any possible
     interactions with my target family thereby missing
     Rosalee's scholastic achievements.  Somehow I didn't
     think Doug was referring to that kind of knowledge.

"How long would you consider it would take to get to know 
someone that well?"

I was putting Doug on the spot.  He was trying to get me 
to delay having sex, especially when the girls were so 
young.  Still, he was trying to be open and forthright 
about it; knowing that teens our ages *DID* have sex, he 
wasn't coming out against it with some tirade about 
immorality and the need to be virgins together on our 
honeymoon.

"I would suggest that it is best to wait until you are 
both at least eighteen.  I would also suggest that you be 
seeing each other for six months if not longer."

How would he react to six days?

"What you need to consider is how quickly you will mature 
over the next couple of years.  I know you all feel 
you're grown up and know as much as you need to know 
about everything that's not subject to an exam.  Every 
teenager since day one has probably felt that; I was 
certainly no exception.  I'm not about to relate my 
teenage years to point out how we're the same because we 
are not and never could be.  Each of us sees, hears, 
tastes *AND FEELS* differently but I guarantee that over 
the next couple of years you will see how much more there 
is to life, especially if you head off to college or 
university."

I listened carefully to what Doug was saying.

"Not everyone will though and you may find that the 
person you thought could stand beside you as you grew 
older together now has far narrower or even opposing 
views to your own.  People don't just develop differently 
from their parents, they sometimes move away from their 
friends as well.  If you've gotten too involved too early 
you may find it very hard to end a relationship you no 
longer think is sustainable.  If you've managed to bring 
another life into the world you can also find yourself 
with obligations you might not really want."

Ma came out about then to tell me Rosalee had finished 
steaming up my bathroom, though she didn't phrase it like 
that.  I wonder how she would have reacted to the fact 
the scenes in her little girl's bedroom were guaranteed 
to be steamier.

"Thanks for talking with me Doug.  My Dad never was one 
for just chatting like this.  I appreciate it."

Yeah, my Dad was more one for passing on advice - "You'd 
better get over here real quick if you know what is good 
for you."  He was physically punctual - his finger 
stabbed a period into my shoulder after every word, 
indeed after each syllable some times.  He would have 
also elaborated on the advantages of one night stands and 
the principle that two with a child can live as cheaply 
as one if you don't pay child support.

Doug nodded his acceptance of my thanks and I headed in 
and upstairs, wondering what would await me.

I grabbed a clean shirt, taking my other to drop into the 
laundry hamper in the bathroom and knocked lightly on the 
door before opening it - my macho bare chest was wasted; 
so much for any idea of a romantic embrace straight off 
the cover of some bodice ripper.

Before I slipped into the shower, its curtain coolly wet 
from Rosalee's visit, I noticed the message she had left 
on the mirror.

A heart with "RL L RT".  Rosalee Lafayette loves Roger 
Torrent.

I'd have to thank her - once I found out where she was.

---

Hailey followed Anna into the bedroom and wasn't 
surprised when Anna turned and wrapped her arms around 
her.  Anna looked carefully at Hailey, not willing to 
make another move until the first was accepted or 
rejected.  Before had been before, now was possibly the 
start of a very interesting future or else it was where 
they would lay the ground rules that limited their 
fooling around together to situations where they were 
with me.

Hailey had been the one with the most clearly expressed 
concerns but she had come to terms with her worries.  If 
she considered what she and I had done together to be 
acceptable according to her current (and only recently 
revised) idea of moral behaviour then really the fact 
that it was conducted by two girls rather than a girl and 
a boy was of slight significance.

Hailey knew she didn't fancy every girl in the same way 
she didn't fancy every boy but then again, where she had 
occasionally imagined some boy kissing her or maybe, in 
daring moments, him touching her, she had now thought of 
a couple of girls - even one of the nuns - and imagined 
doing more than kissing them.  It wasn't an overnight (or 
even over-day) transformation from straight convent girl 
to lesbian slut.

Firstly, her encounter in the park a week earlier had 
left her puzzling over the nature of her friendship with 
Rosalee.  That had pretty well accustomed her to the idea 
that she could be involved sexually in a situation where 
another girl was also involved without seeing it as wrong 
- well not the sort of wrong that involved hell-fire and 
damnation despite what some might preach.  The day's 
outing made her see the pleasure achieved with another 
girl as something desirable in itself rather than just 
supplementary to sex with myself.

Friendship plus healthy lust wasn't exactly love.  Indeed 
their feelings for me, though often expressed in loving 
terms, were still only the potential for something 
strong.  Love at first sight or at first orgasm really 
needs a good dose of reality to take it further - ongoing 
affection, especially in non-sexual situations; 
opportunities for quiet times to get to know each other 
as Doug had suggested; and a touch of separation to make 
the heart grow fonder - or to show how easy it was for 
the people concerned to get on with their lives 
regardless.

Believing that Anna and Rosalee were not going to treat 
any approach by her as abhorrent, Hailey also hoped they 
would now welcome them.  I made her willing to accept the 
discrete approaches made to her with a similarly open 
mind and, in this case, open arms - and a kiss.

"Are you planning anything here, now?"  Hailey wondered 
what would happen if Ma came upstairs, or Doug.

"I'd love to but I don't think we can do much more than 
this.  I wish you could stay over but I guess today has 
been intense enough that I'd really only want a cuddle."

"We could put your covers on the floor and Roger could 
lay across us and keep us warm."

"That's almost what happens Rosy.  My bed isn't really 
wide enough for both of us unless we are awake."

Rosalee rose from Anna's bed and joined the others.  "So, 
are we like the three musketeers?"

"How?"

"All for Roger and Roger for all?"

"He's certainly rogered us today."

"I think it should be the four musketeers with him 
included too then it's 'All for fun and fun for all'," 
Hailey amended. 

Anna sought clarification.  "And that says we can find 
fun with ourselves as well?"

"I for one don't want to miss out on some of the things 
we experienced today - like the pussy rub."  Hailey *WAS* 
enjoying being with the others; too much to miss out on 
it!

"I can't believe we never thought to do anything like 
this before though!"  Rosalee's voice showed her 
amazement.

"I guess we didn't have someone like Roger to encourage 
us before."

"What if he wants to encourage other people to join us?  
Oh my god!  Can you imagine it!?"  Rosalee stood 
reflecting.

"I don't think there is anyone else on our team that I'd 
want to have join us."

"Well really," observed Anna, "would any of us have 
picked the others?  We've been friends but that's been 
it.  I wasn't interested in doing anything with another 
girl until now and I think I would have been too scared 
to make the first move."

"I know I'm glad Roger made it for us," Hailey agreed.

"It doesn't have to be people from soccer though!"

"Rosy!  You sound like you have someone in mind 
yourself."

"No," she blushed.  "Not really.  I guess it is just I 
was thinking he *MIGHT* and wondered about people I knew.  
I don't *WANT* to share him with any more people - I 
don't really want to share him with you two but I guess 
you both feel the same.  Anyway, if he was greedier I 
would rather have a say in who else joined us than maybe 
find he fancied someone I didn't like."

They were standing cuddling together - the two visitors 
naked and still moist from the shower and Anna maybe a 
little moist from the new idea of having them like that 
in her room.

They all realised they were wasting the opportunity and 
Hailey and Rosalee soon had Anna as naked as them.  She 
snuggled into them and they giggled together - while I 
rinsed alone.

Each of the girls reached across to the left with her 
right hand and to the right and up with her left.  Anna 
had her fingers in Rosalee's pussy and around Hailey's 
breast while she enjoyed Hailey reaching up inside her 
and Rosalee's thumb wriggling around her nipple; they 
shared kisses one after the other, pressing their faces 
together into a three-way messy smooch when their knees 
started a-trembling.

*I* didn't even jerk off in the shower!

I exited the bathroom as Anna opened her bedroom door.  
She had a towel wrapped around her but when she saw it 
was me, and I confirmed to her hand signals that everyone 
else was downstairs, she dropped her towel and stuck her 
head around the door.  Rosalee and Hailey appeared with 
her and put on a little lesbian show for me - kidding 
around in a way sure to make me rigid.

They blew me kisses and Anna bent over in front of me and 
wiggled her butt at me while she picked up her towel.  I 
only wish I had been close enough to swipe it (her 
butt!).

I smiled at Anna as she disappeared into the bathroom and 
then found Hailey and Rosalee continuing their outrageous 
behaviour.  I must have been crazy to risk it but I 
quietly raced down to where I was able to fall to my 
knees and wrap my arms around their thighs.

With my nose buried between their pubes I had no trouble 
telling they had been up to something.  I kissed each of 
them there before standing and telling them I wanted to 
hear every glorious detail.

They disappeared back in the bedroom and I hurried 
downstairs before Questions! Were! Asked!

Hailey and Rosalee came down shortly after - they really 
hadn't needed more than a few seconds to dress at the 
most.

"Anna got out her old soccer photos.  Boy have we all 
changed."  It justified the extra time.

I hadn't seen them and Hailey went back up to Anna's 
room.  She hadn't looked through them herself but Anna 
had thrown it on the bed to be used as an excuse.

We sat at the kitchen table, the thorn between two roses 
- watch out for the prick!  Ma looked from the other side 
occasionally as Rosalee or Hailey told me who was in the 
photo or where and when it was taken.

They had changed, looking much more feminine now; 14 to 
16 makes quite a difference.  Rosalee had expanded, 
putting meat on thighs and chest - well maybe not exactly 
meat.  Hailey looked nice but in a girlish way and Anna 
looked even younger.

I guess I probably looked as awkward back then but my 
parents hadn't bothered much about cameras and 
photographs.

I have to say that some of the mothers - gathered in a 
group photograph - looked quite presentable.  I hadn't 
been called on to seduce anyone's mother - yet - and, 
while I had never expected it to be part of my brief for 
this job, I wouldn't have objected to some of the women 
in the photo.  Even Mrs. Pringle, the current one, might 
have been a fun romp though I would expect she might 
spend all her time looking over her shoulder and so spoil 
the fun - at least unless I fucked her doggy-style!

Anna arrived when we were on the last couple of pages and 
took the album and Rosalee back upstairs while I sat with 
Hailey talking to Ma and then Doug.

Anna did bring up a couple of porn sites - more a test of 
how easily they could be found rather than returning to 
past addresses.  Brent had left a few links in the 
history as well and they learned a little more than they 
wanted to know about Anna's big brother's tastes.

With an on-line encyclopaedia site up as cover, Anna then 
moved on to show Rosalee the sort of sites Rosy had 
trouble accessing elsewhere.

Pregnancy and contraception were a learning necessity; 
instruction in oral sex, a previously accessed source of 
information Anna was willing to share with Rosalee.  They 
both paid more attention to cunnalingus this time.

Finally they viewed the sites on anal sex and quickly 
overcame the yuck factor when they saw how many photo 
models were having it - with apparent joy or orgasmic 
pleasure.

The photo galleries rarely gave any clue as to 
preparation, possible pain, solutions and consequences.  
It looked an attractive alternative to risking pregnancy 
for those who couldn't secure a supply of the pill 
without major headaches.

Doug called by at one stage and passed on the message 
that I was going to have to start the chosen movie if the 
girls were going to be home by the agreed time.

They thanked him, restored the hastily parked screens and 
finished off a couple of more pages of useful notes 
before he passed by again on his way downstairs.

They followed him shortly thereafter and hadn't really 
missed much when they eventually joined us.  I hadn't 
paid an awful lot of attention myself as I was listening 
to Hailey's quiet explanation of what had happened after 
their showers.

Doug and Ma had moved into the television-free lounge 
where he could read without the TV's distraction and Ma 
could work on her craft.  She produced quite remarkable 
tapestries, almost portrait-like when you were back far 
enough - and that *DIDN'T* mean another room, with the 
door closed!

I had my arm around Hailey's shoulder when the others 
arrived and Anna made Rosalee take the seat on my other 
side.  I noted Anna hadn't bothered putting anything on 
beneath her t-shirt and when she sat down with her back 
against me I leaned forward, nibbling on one ear and 
cupping her breast as well.

"I loved the show," I told her, "and I heard what you 
were up to as well."

She turned her head enough to kiss me and I sat back, 
giving Rosalee a kiss so she was at least starting to 
catch up with Hailey.  I returned my arms to their 
shoulders and we watched the movie.

---

I had told them how it was important that I *NOT* have an 
obvious boner if Anna's parents happened to look in but 
none of the three seemed to take much notice.  Anna kept 
rubbing my leg - right up the leg of my shorts in fact - 
and Hailey held hands with my prick in between.  They 
were absolute bitches, all three of them, and I don't 
even remember the name of the movie.

I do remember Anna shifting slightly so she sat the crack 
of her ass over my toes and them moved my other heel 
(bare) against the front of her pussy where she held it 
in place with her hands and moved it up and down against 
her crotch.  I guess it did more for her imagination than 
physically - it did wonders for mine!

At one stage we heard Brent come home and carefully 
rearranged ourselves so that when he looked in I was only 
surrounded by women rather than being draped over and 
under them.

He grabbed some stuff from the kitchen and into the 
computer-slash-TV room.  He later made some comment to me 
asking, "Don't you know any guys?"

I didn't ask him why I would be better off with a bunch 
of guys all talking about being with girls - I don't 
think he would have understood.  I certainly don't think 
he would have believed just what we had all been up to 
together.

We didn't really get up to anything much while we were 
watching TV together.  It was a little too risky - if any 
two of us were seen to be fooling around while the others 
were present then there would be less chaperone value in 
future.

Besides, we really had been pushing the envelope much 
further than *I* at least had expected.  It was like kids 
wanting to go on every ride at the fun fair; we had been 
sustained, aroused, by the novelty.  I was no exception.  
Having sat down to some normalcy though we were content 
to just behave like a normal boy and girl sitting with 
our friends - except for which girl was being considered 
at any time.

The movie finished with Rosalee asleep against me.  I had 
kissed Hailey a few times and Anna had bitten my dick 
playfully through my shorts a couple of times and leapt 
onto my lap for a quick kiss after Brent had gone 
upstairs.

We didn't really want to have to separate but there was 
no way we could manage to spend the night together.  I 
was sure my superiors would not authorise the killing of 
six parents even if their children considered it a fair 
trade for a whole night in each other's arms.

I ran a finger down Rosalee's cheek until she stirred and 
she opened her eyes with a start.

"Oh!  Was I asleep?"

"Uh-huh.  But you didn't snore much."

"I snored!?"  Now she was awake.

"No.  That isn't much is it?"

I gave her a kiss and got a hug then stood next to Anna 
and Hailey and helped Rosalee to stand.

Anna put our cups and things in the kitchen - we'd wash 
them when we got back - and I tidied up the family room 
(with some interference, er, help) then we let Ma and 
Doug know we were going.

"Just there and straight back," Doug commanded, "and 
drive carefully."

"I will."

Out at the car I suggested they all sit together in the 
back since it would cause less problems if *I* said 
goodnight at their door.  They could them use the time 
more profitably while I was driving.  They agreed and 
Hailey, though first to be dropped off, took the centre 
position.

I'd lost my tail - perhaps sitting around waiting for me 
wasn't profitable enough.  I only hoped he'd spent quite 
a while driving around before he'd given me up for lost.

Rosalee and Anna made sure Hailey knew they had enjoyed 
their day out together and she turned from kiss to kiss.  
They didn't bother getting more physical than hugging or 
touching another's cheek or holding the back of their 
head.

Hailey did ask me if I could go round the block "again 
and then again a few more times" but I reluctantly had to 
disappoint her.

"You wouldn't want us all grounded for next week would 
you?"

Hailey grudgingly accepted though I knew she understood.  
I also knew that some time during the next two weeks all 
three of the ladies in the back seat would be 
"indisposed".

I didn't know them well enough to predict when and how 
they would be affected other than my filed memories 
released some information that Anna hadn't been 
prescribed medication for period pain in the past.  Of 
course she might simply have taken two aspirin and waited 
until the morning to call her doctor and not needed 
anything else.  Even if they weren't actually bleeding 
they may not be feeling as adventurous and I might have 
to give careful thought to our next weekend so as to 
cater to all needs.

At Hailey's, Anna let her out and I caught the quick 
squeeze of hands before Hailey gathered up her things and 
walked with me up to the front door.  I checked and once 
more there was no sign of my PI friend.

Hailey's parents had left the porch light off but I was 
sure there was enough light from the street to show Anna 
and Rosalee that Hailey wasn't letting me leave 
unmolested.

"Will you call me, during the week?"

"And not just to make our next date?" I added.  "You 
count on it."

"I love you Roger.  Thank you for a wonderful day."

"I love you too Hailey.  We'll have to see what we can do 
next week.  Perhaps something not quite as energetic?"

"I hope you mean not so much climbing and walking!"

"Of course."

One more kiss and she went to show her parents she had 
survived.  I climbed back into the driver's seat and Anna 
and Rosalee were already going hell for leather.

"Sheesh ladies!"

They giggled.  They had supposedly only been kissing but 
the heat had gone up - considerably.

Rosy was laying back and Anna covered her.  There were no 
hands in panties or bras but their legs were positioned 
to separate the other's thighs and I'm sure there was a 
bit of thigh-pussy massaging going on.

"Okay," I warned as we headed into Rosalee's block.  They 
sat up and finished off with a more sedate kiss.

"Goodnight Anna Love."

"Sweet dreams, my Rosy Lips."

"Oh my god!" I thought.  "What have I done!"

Rosalee's house had a sensor light but they also had a 
small extension around the door to provide shelter and 
protection from the weather.  Rosalee made sure I was as 
aware of her feelings, both for me and for our day 
together, as Hailey had done; if she happened to grind 
her pubes into my crotch as she whispered in my ear how 
much she loved me, it didn't make me doubt her sincerity 
in the least.

"Goodnight Rosy, my love."

"Goodnight.  I wish I was.  Your love - singular.  
Still," and she grinned, "it has worked out more 
interesting this way."

I gave her a hasty kiss to stop her saying more - she may 
not have heard the footsteps approaching but I did.

I drew back at just the right moment so we were not 
caught actually kissing - or, actually, dry humping - but 
we were facing each other with our arms in place and 
Rosalee had that wet-eyed enthusiastic look we have all 
grown to love as much as we do her.

"Good evening Roger.  Would you like to come in?"

"Thank you Mr Lafayette but Anna is in the car and we're 
expected home."

"Alright then.  We'll see you some other time perhaps.  
Rosalee, you know we don't provide a public spectacle I 
hope?"

"Yes Dad.  I was just coming in."

He went inside and Rosalee grinned with a little 
embarrassment.

"Thanks again Roger, I did have fun."

She plunged her tongue into my mouth after the fashion of 
our first kisses and then quickly stepped back inside the 
doorframe - technically inside now and able to watch me 
leave.

I took a step away, turned back, and gave her a quick 
peck on the lips that left her with a giant grin on her 
face.  Sometimes the little things can make an awful lot 
of difference in someone's outlook.  Twenty seconds 
earlier Rosalee was unhappy (marginally) about being one 
of three lovers.  Now, because I had made an extra 
effort, she felt special.  The thought *HAD* counted.

Anna had climbed between the seats while I was gone, 
ready to ride shotgun on the way home.  She seemed sad 
and I realised she had been crying.

"What's up Sweetheart?"  I had kept my promise that she 
would be the sole recipient of that endearment.

"Nothing really.  It's silly, especially since we're all 
worn out, but I don't want them to go."

"It would have been nice to have just crowded together on 
your floor for the night, wouldn't it."

"It would have been nicer to have a big soft bed, but 
yes, I wish we could have gone to a hotel or something 
and shared a room."

"Well in a couple of years we could all be at college and 
have our own rooms around campus - no-one is going to 
know if you have someone sleeping over."

"A couple of years!  That's forever!"

And two weeks is not long enough my lovely Anna, I 
thought.  Unless something went wrong I wouldn't need a 
fifth week; in fact a fifth week would only make things 
harder so I couldn't even try to extend my stay.

"I want you at least with me tonight Roger.  Please.  I 
don't need more loving but you can do whatever you want 
if only you stay with me please.  I'll even let you fuck 
my ass."

"Whoo!  Who have you been speaking to?"

"Rosalee and I went surfing a bit - she learned quite a 
lot but I saw some new things too.  It looks fun and, if 
you want to, I'm okay with it."

"So you're curious but would rather just cuddle?"

"Well..."

"I do know a little about it and you might not think it 
is quite as much fun as it looks.  I think we should 
probably shelve that idea for tonight - I'm pretty 
knackered too."

"Knackered?"

"A bit of slang I learned."  Anna didn't need to know 
where or from whom.

"When old horses and cows were sent off to be boiled down 
it was called a knacker's yard so if you're really run 
down you're ready for the knacker's yard - knackered!  AS 
it was explained to me, knackers were also a guy's balls 
so, one good kick and he'd be knackered too.  It had a 
good sound to it."

"Well how about if I promise not to kick you in the 
knackers if you come to my room - and to come to your 
room and do it if you don't!"

"Carrot and stick approach I see.  Well since I don't 
mind what I have to do to get the carrot I guess I 
needn't worry about the stick."

"Pull over for a minute please."

I did so and Anna released her seat belt.

"I wanted to give you a kiss before you took me home as 
well.  This has been almost the best day of my life - you 
making love to me the first time is still up there as 
number one.  It was the most intense day at least and I 
discovered things I wouldn't have believed I could do 
only a couple of weeks ago.  Do you normally have this 
sort of effect on people's lives?"

"Some people; Brent doesn't seem to have been affected, 
does he?"

"Maybe if you were sleeping with him he would.  Ew, no. 
scrub that!  I don't even want that on the radar."

"Which me and some other guy in the same picture, or 
Brent specifically?"

"In this case Brent in any form.  I guess you and another 
guy would depend on what you had in mind."

"Like playing tag team wrestling with little Anna?  We 
keep her entertained until she tags a replacement and 
then we have to swap over."

"I *DO* so love your stories Roger dear.  You made the 
others come true so do I have to worry about that one 
next?"

"Worry!?  Though I have trouble imagining you actually 
worrying about it anyway, actually organising that sort 
of fantasy might be a lot harder to achieve than you 
think.  I don't know if you are aware of it but guys 
sometimes can be a l-e-e-e-t-l-e funny when it comes to 
performing in front of an audience."

"You did all right."

"I had a chance to show I could make each of you happy 
before I was really called upon to prove anything.  You 
get some sports team that have been showering together 
since they hit puberty - hell they've already made fun of 
each other and been made fun of by all the others if it 
was ever going to happen and it is easier for them to 
stay in than to opt out.  Besides, most of the time you 
are looking at a beer soaked orgy where no-one really 
remembers if anyone couldn't get it up.  They are all 
going to be too busy getting it up - or pretending to - 
themselves."

Anna was okay, had said her initial goodnights and was 
listening to me expound so I pulled the car out from the 
curb and headed homewards.

"You consider how it might be if you personally wanted 
one guy.  I haven't been here long enough to make that 
good a male friend."  Lovers didn't count, especially gay 
ones.

"What happens when I take him aside and say 'Hey, 
Fred'..."

"Fred!?"

"I'm keeping this explanation generic."

"Okay, Fred it is."

"Anyway, I'm talking to Fred and I say, 'I just happen to 
know the most beautiful, the sexiest, the sweetest 
sixteen year old who is so insatiable she wears me out 
and I need your help to try and satisfy her.'  What do 
you think he does?"

"Asks who I am?  It is me you're describing?"

There was a hint of menace in her voice.

"As if I would pimp for anyone else Sweetheart."

"I think I liked it better when you described my 
attributes before."

"I like your attributes too.  Anyway, Fred doesn't ask 
about you first.  He looks around for the hidden camera 
or the crowd waiting behind the wall for any sign of 
belief or enthusiasm.  Finally after six months of 
telling me to pull the other one..."

"Pull what other one?"

"I'm not sure but I've been told it has bells on.  I had 
understood it was a leg.  'Pulling my leg', you know?"

"It was just, if he *DID* have another one it could have 
been interesting."

"Yes, well, after six months he might let me try to prove 
it and even then he'd probably need to see naked flesh 
before he admitted I wasn't playing a joke on him."

"I thought teenage boys would be trying to have sex with 
me if I simply picked up a pen off the floor and that was 
when I bent my knees."

"Teenage boys would try to have sex with you while the 
pen was still falling out of your fingers.  Teenage boys 
just wouldn't believe their favourite nymphomaniac dream 
had come true just because a guy from school told them it 
had."

"You think I'm a nymphomaniac?"

"No.  I think teenage boys fantasize about nymphos and 
lesbians and threesomes because they are still trying to 
get some quality one-on-one time.  Here I have three 
gorgeous girls around me and I long for our quiet cuddles 
together."

I reached out my hand and Anna took hold.

"Why do you say we're gorgeous or that I'm beautiful.  
We're not really."

"None of you is ugly, though I think how people behave 
can be a lot uglier than their appearance.  You all look 
good to me and I think to any of the guys I know.  As I 
really get to know each of you I see the beauty that is 
you.  It's more than just the fact you have nice hair, 
good faces and a variety of sexy bods!  You are fun to be 
with even when we're not fooling around.  You're 
definitely fun to be with when we are.

"You are adventurous - all of you; look at today.  You 
all make me feel special; and surely you have to know 
that that counts for a hell of a lot in itself.  I don't 
know what the fashion industry would make of you but 
really the people they pick are so often *NOT* what I 
consider attractive.

"I love you for who and what you are and I find you 
beautiful.  You *ARE* gorgeous and never more so than 
when I look at you asleep in my arms."

I might have put my foot in my mouth a couple of times on 
the way there but I think the overall result was 
satisfactory.

"There's just one thing."

"Yes?" I asked.

"All the bullshit about trying to convince a teenage boy 
isn't so you don't have to share is it?  I mean, if *I* 
went up to some guy and asked him to screw me he wouldn't 
object like you've said, would he?"

"Ah, now you're proposing an entirely different approach.  
*I* was intending to keep your identity hidden so your 
reputation remained unsullied.  I doubt whether Fred can 
keep his trap shut."

"You didn't answer the first part of the question!"

"Oh!?"  Sorry, I just have to pay attention for a 
second."

"It's our driveway!  What do you have to pay attention 
to!?"

"A car might have been travelling down the footpath.  I 
wouldn't want to hit it."

"Sounds like blatant evasion to me."

I grinned.  "It does, doesn't it?"

Anna waited until I had moved around to her door and 
opened it for her.  "Will Miss be requiring the 
automobile again tonight?"

"No, I think I might retire; it has been a busy day.  
Wash and wax it ready for the morning will you please, 
Torrent."

"Of course Miss."

We closed the garage door together, Anna tugging on the 
rope and I pulling the edge of the door as it descended.  
With fingertips brushing while we were alone, we headed 
inside and up to bed.

I detoured first though and made a couple of hot 
chocolates - complete with marshmallows melted on the 
top.  Anna had freshened herself by the time I had 
finished and was in her bedroom so I left my cup in my 
bedroom and walked hers down to her room.

Ma and Doug had come upstairs with me so I wasn't 
sneaking down the corridor.  I knocked on Anna's door and 
she was surprised to see me; first, at that entrance and 
so early and, secondly, bearing gifts.

"A little thank you for organising a lovely day.  I hope 
you sleep soundly."

"Thanks Roger."  She took it inside with a smile and 
closed the door.

What did I say about the importance of little things?

I listened to the noises of the house settling down to 
rest as I drank my chocolate.  Brent was showering when I 
came upstairs with the hot cups and he wasn't 
particularly considerate of those around him.

Oh, right - there *WAS* only one around him!

Oh well, he wasn't quite the roommate from hell and we 
did have separate rooms.

Eventually he quietened; he was a good indicator of 
Doug's wakefulness when he (Brent) hadn't been drinking 
too much.  Ma was a little touchier.  I felt she was more 
alert but she seldom left her room before breakfast time 
once she had retired for the night - it was easier to 
have Doug check on anything suspicious.

I saved the mushy core of my last melted marshmallow and 
applied it to my knob before letting my foreskin cover 
it.  It felt odd, almost gritty, as I hurried silently 
across the roof to Anna's open window.  I let myself in 
and found the chocolate had helped put her to sleep 
already.

I put a small timer down on her bedside cupboard and 
gently woke her.

Waking her up with a sticky prick in her face wouldn't 
have been polite so I did the Prince Charming bit first - 
the sanitised version where it was a kiss that woke his 
Sleeping Beauty, not the X-rated rape scene.

Anna's arms slid around my neck and pulled me in closer.

"Mmm.  Get under the covers with me."

"I've got a treat here if you'd like it."

I hoped she would since I foolishly hadn't considered the 
alternative where I would have to return to my room, wash 
and then return.

I was lucky then that, softly giggling, Anna sucked on 
the tip and ran her tongue all around the stickiness.

"Can you dip it in hot toffee like an apple next time?"

I knew she was only kidding - I *HOPED* she was only 
kidding - and climbed silently into bed with her.

Anna rubbed the dampness with her sheet and moved so I 
could lie on my back with her resting over me.

She kissed my chest and lay her hand on my balls.

I kissed her hair.

We slept.

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