Date: Thu, 2 Nov 2017 17:12:54 -0400
From: steamgene@cox.net
Subject: After the Experiment 19: Underwear

		      After The Experiment: Underwear

	Author's note.  This story is a development from the stories by
rwxxx13 with the group title "Study bg3-17."  He has approved my
continuation with his characters as individuals.

				    by
			       Larry Marian



				   Jenna

	Jenna gingerly opened the front door, being as quiet as possible.
She was late - a good 45 minutes late.  In fact, she'd asked Harold to let
her off four houses up and just watch her walk to her new house in order
that there be no car noise in front.  The door shut quietly and she left
the light on as her father was on second shift this week.  That meant only
her mother was home.  She slipped off her loafers and held them in her hand
with her purse and started quietly down the hall.
	The door to her parents' bedroom opened with a bang and her mother
stood there with her hair down, in a night gown.  "You know what time it
is?" her mother shouted, the words slightly slurred.
	`It's 10:45, Mother.  The movie was late.  I'm sorry."
	"Sorry? Better be damn more than that.  Say.  Turn around," she
slurred as she walked up to Jenna.  Jenna rolled her eyes but figured the
compliance was the best bet and turned around.  What was up, she thought.
	"Jenna.  Why is your top on inside out?"  With that she made a grab
at Jenna's purse and snatched it from the girl's startled hands.  "Let's
see."
	"Mother!!  Please give me back my purse!" Jenna said, but her
mother opened it and out came a bra, which got thrown on the floor,
followed by a pair of panties, which floated down, more than dropped.
	"All be damned.  My daughter must be a whore!!  Only one thing some
teen girl does that causes her to come home late with a top inside out and
her undies in her purse.  You've screwed some guy.  Haven't you?"
	"Mother.  I, I, uh."  Through Jenna's mind came the lesson.  Truth
at all times.  Lies make difficult situations impossible.  "Yes, Mother.
Paige introduced me to Fred and we met at the theater.  We've met several
times.  He has a car.  He's sixteen.  Yes.  We've had what you probably
call sex.  This time we let time slip away from us.  But we've been
careful."
	"Well, you don't need to worry about being careful.  You are
grounded.  And you can forget this Fred kid.  Grounded - let's try three
months.
	"MOTHER!!  But Paige.  Mason.  My best friends."
	"Well, if Paige is such a good friend - introducing you to this
seducer - this - this rapist - then get permission to live with her.  Next
thing I know if you stay here, you'll be bringing this guy to fuck you in
your own bed!
	"Now get your ass to your room before I slap the shit out of you.!"
Jenna looked at her mother, then shrugged, turned around and walked away,
her purse in her mother's hand and panties and bra on the floor of the
hall.  "Take this with you," her mother cried and threw the purse towards
the retreating Jenna, who picked it up off the floor, then went back to
retrieve her undergarments.  Her door slammed behind her.
	Once inside she threw herself down on her bed and began to cry
until the pillow case became damp.  Well, I can turn it over and sleep on
the dry side, she thought, then got up, took off her clothes, turned off
the light and lay back down on the bed as nude as she had been during the
experiment.  But there was no warm breeze and after awhile she slipped
under the covers and went to sleep.

				* * * * * * * *

	The next Monday morning in the middle school yard Jenna sought out
Paige who stood in a group of friends from years back.  "Paige.  Can we
talk?" she said.  Paige turned and looked and Jenna knew at once that Paige
saw a problem.
	"Sure.  You want to signal Mason - he's over there," she said
pointing to five or six boys huddled together.
	"Not this time," and led the way to an open area.  There Jenna
stopped and faced Paige.  "That bitch of a mother I have grounded me for
fucking three months!"  She looked at Paige and a couple of tears formed in
the corner of her eyes.  She wiped them.
	"I haven't heard you cuss this much in a long time.  What did you
do?"
	"Well.  I had a date.  I came in 45 minutes late."
	"That all?  Who was the guy?"
	"Fred.  We went to a movie.  Then we went to the deserted mall.
Well, one thing led to another and we screwed."
	"And your mother found out?"
	"Yeah.  It was dark.  I put my top back on inside out.  When I got
home she was still up and a bit drunk. She saw the damn label, grabbed my
purse from me and found my underwear.  She didn't even ask why!"
	Paige gave a short laugh.  "Jenna, if Mom found me coming in late
with my top backwards and my underwear in my purse, she'd probably ground
me, too!"
	"But she wouldn't be so nasty about it.  Look.  Can you talk to
your mom and dad and ask if I can move in with you.  There's the spare bed
in your room.  Remind them my mother gets drunk a lot.  In fact, she was
drunk Saturday night.  She even came and took away the tv in my room.
Please!!"

				* * * * * * * * * * *
	After school Jenna came home and went to her room, put down her
things, and walked to her door just as the home phone rang.  Her mother
answered it.
	"Yes, Ms. Jefferson.... yes, I did.  .... Jenna is being
punished.....very serious.... you sure you and your husband want to do
this..... she might influence that lovely daughter you have...  well,
okay....yes, a change might do her good.... okay.... two hours."  As she
listened, Jenna's eyes got wider.  Was she hearing what she thought she
heard? "
	"Jenna.  You're going to stay with the Jefferson's for awhile.  Get
a suitcase and get packed.  Just what you need for right now.  We may bring
some more stuff later, depending on how this works out."
	"Yes, Mother," Jenna said tonelessly. She shut the door and raised
her arms in victory, letting out a silent war whoop.  Then she began to get
clothes and a few other things out as well, including a picture of a nude
Paul in his bedroom at Mom and Dad Docs.  After she'd pulled stuff out of
her dresser,she went to the hall closet and got out a large suitcase,
brought it back and began to pack, first getting stuff out of her closet.
She didn't pack anything heavy - no telling how long this would last.  It
sounded like if it were to be for awhile, more stuff could go to Paige's.
	She packed quickly and then wheeled it to the door.  She found her
mother in the kitchen.  "I'm packed and ready, Mother.  Thank you for
letting me stay with Paige."
	"Maybe they can be a good influence on you.  I'm sure Paige has
never come home from the movies half naked!"  Jenna hid her smile as she
thought of Paige on her bed with Mason behind her doggie style and George
in front getting sucked.  That she and Paige would make love tonight was
almost definite,
	 "No, Mother.  I'm sure she hasn't."  How about coming down for
breakfast, smiling, nude, holding hands with Mason?  And Mason with an
uncharacteristic boner?  Yep.  The doorbell rang and she ran to open it.
On the step was Mr. Jefferson and Paige, who threw her arms around Jenna.
Quickly Mr. Jefferson took the suitcase and turned to Jenna's mother.
	"We'll be in touch," he said.
	"Yes.  If she gets out of hand, we'll bring her back and ground
her."
	"Good bye, Mother. "
	"Try to be good."
	With that Mr. Jefferson pulled the suitcase to the trunk and put it
in while Paige and Jenna jumped in the back seat.  Once inside they hugged
at once, and then sat there as the car sped away, holding hands.
	Later, after putting things away in the spare dresser, eating
dinner, doing homework, and talking, the two girls got ready for bed, Paige
in pajamas and Jenna in a long nightgown.  Together they said good night to
the adult Jeffersons and headed back to the bedroom.  Once inside, the door
closed, the two looked at each other and pulled off the night clothes, then
hugged.
	"We can't push the beds together," Paige said after kissing Jenna.
	"We can fit on one for awhile.  Then I'll move to mine.  Okay?"
	"More than okay.  I'll turn off the light. "  Paige did and the two
fell onto Paige's bed together.
	"No Mason between us," Jenna said, holding Paige's boob.
	"Yeah.  Just us.  Sisters," as Paige's hand slid between Jenna's
parted legs and began to rub the smaller girl's vertical lips, her finger
beginning to slide inside.
	"Yes, Paige. Yes."


					        Paige

	Paige's mom was not nosy.  However she knew that teaching a young
girl to keep up her room was important, so every couple of months or so
she'd come into Paige's room and check under the bed to make sure the room
had been cleaned by her now 13 year old daughter and check the closet to
make sure things were hung neatly.  She'd also open drawers, just to make
sure things were neat inside.  She was quite proud of her daughter's
politeness, neatness, intelligence, and athletic ability, The fact that
Paige seemed to like a certain boy - the who had been involved in the
experiment - yet showed no sign of anything inappropriate, seemed promising
as the hormones obviously ragged inside her developing body.
	So she really expected nothing except maybe a forgotten library
book when she took the broom, slid it under Paige's bed and dragged it from
head to foot and brought up nothing except a dust bunny and one sock.  She
smiled and went between the beds, the second formally for a guest but now
for Jenna, living here until her mother could calm down.  She repeated the
process under Jenna's bed and found nothing, then thrust it back to clear
out this side of Paige/s.  This time the broom pushed out a pair of pink
panties, a bra, and a pair of boy's boxer underpants.  Could this come from
Jenna?  She stared at the boxers, then picked them up and looked at them.
On the waistband was a small name tag - Sam Jefferson - and the address of
her nephew, Paige's third cousin and friend for years.  She gulped.
	Franticly she tried to come up with a rational explanation for
this.  But what else could it be?  Her 13 year old daughter and her 15 year
old nephew had underwear under Paige's bed.  This was not something left
over from "I'll show you..." from when they were six and eight.  The bra's
tag read 30A - Paige's size when they went and bought some for her as she
had begun to develop.  Well, she and Jenna would be home in a half hour.
Plenty of time for a talk before her father got home.  And the bra was
hers, could not be Jenna's who wore a 32B.  The panties could belong to
either girl, but not the bra.
	Right on time the two girls entered the house, giggling and
humming, to be met by Mrs. Jefferson's stern face.  "Jenna.  I need to
speak to Paige, please."
	Both girls went into total silence.  Then Paige said softly, "Mom,
did you do a room inspection?"
	"I did."
	"Mom.  Please let Jenna stay.  It's important."
	"You think Jenna knows something I should know?"
	"Yes, Mom. I do.  I got in touch with the Corporation right after
Jenna came here.  They will let us tell you about the experiment.  I'd also
like you to call Mason's folks to come, to."
	"You want Mason to know what I found?"
	"Yes, ma'am.  I think I know what you found.  I know what he will
say."
	"Ms. Jefferson, I think Paige is right.  Mason and his parents
should be here if this is what I think it is.  My parents - you don't want
my mother.  Dad would be good, but she'd shut him up. Please."
	After dinner, a quiet meal, unlike most meals at the Jeffersons,
the doorbell rang and Paige's dad opened the door to Mason and his parents.
His sister Marsha was not with them.  Mr. Jefferson ushered everybody into
the large family room with the adults taking one couch and an easy chair,
while Jenna, Mason and Paige took seats at another couch, seating as they
had during the experiment, Mason in the middle and the girls on either
side, normally with Paige on the right and Jenna on the left.
	"Alright, Ms. Jefferson said, "I'd thought at first this was to be
between Paige and her father and myself.  She thinks that both Jenna and
you need to be here for her explanation.  Paige, do you want to tell
everybody what started this, or shall I?"
	"Mom, I think maybe I need to."  Inside she quaked.  "Okay, first,
I have to remind the adults what the Corporation told me.  There is a
paragraph that says that because of the money they paid the parents, the
Corporation may not be held accountable for anything that happens to the
subjects.  I think, and Jenna and Mason will probably agree, you are going
to be a bit upset over some of this stuff.  We were, right?"
	"Upset?  I'm not going to repeat what I said in the beginning,"
Jenna said.
	"Well, I sorta thought I'd woken to a boy's heaven.  Sort of,"
Mason said and smiled.  "Paige, just go ahead and break it to them."
	"Okay.  First of all, Mom, Dad, you may not realize it, but my
cousin Sam was also involved in a similar study.  The difference with him
was that we were two girls and a boy while Sam was with another boy and a
girl.  We learned we were study subjects the morning I came back.
	"Now, you guys signed papers with the Corporation and received a
lot of money for us to be subjects - and we were given a lot of money
towards college, and then, later, some nice pay to help them out.  But we
didn't know any of this in the beginning.
	"We were put in a sort of suite - a bedroom, a bathroom, a
kitchen/dining room, and a living room/den/study.  One strange thing is
that it was almost all white.  Another strange thing is that it became
obvious to us that the Corporation had you give them a lot of details about
us - what we liked or didn't like."
	"How did you know this?" Mason's father interjected.
	"Simple, Dad.  For example, our first meal was either a big lunch
or dinner.  But it was the first meal.  It was also what each of us liked
the best if we had a choice for lunch or dinner.  So how could they know
what we liked - or didn't like if you hadn't told them.  "One `morning' we
came to breakfast and I had hot cereal, Paige got sunny side up eggs, and
Jenna got French toast.  None of us liked what we got.  No idea what we did
wrong.  We swapped around and ate what we liked better - but the next meal
was the same.  I still laugh thinking of Paige eating those sunny side up
eggs."
	"You looked funny holding your nose and eating that hot cereal,"
Jenna pointed out.
	"Okay, kids.  Paige, you gave a brief description of where you
were.  But you said "...a bedroom..." .  Did you mean this for one, or were
there two or three?" Mason's dad interjected.
	"Okay, AIC, you get to continue," Mason said.
	"AIC?" Mason's mom asked.
	"Agent in Charge.  The two times we've gone out to do something for
the Corporation, Paige was in charge," Jenna said.
	"Okay.  Here's where you may get upset," Paige said.  "There was
one bedroom and only one bed - maybe a queen, maybe a king, but it had
markings on it for two girls on either side and a boy in the middle.  You
know, in blue and pink, with those sex markings.  The same was true for the
shower and the couch that faced the tv."
	"So the three of you slept in one bed?" Ms. Jefferson asked, a note
of horror creeping into her tone.
	"Yes," Jenna broke in.  "And we showered together.  We could not
take a shower alone.  We had to together."
	"My God.  They never mentioned anything like that!  Showering
together.  You wore swim suits to shower? " Mason's mother said.
	"Mom, when I woke up I saw Paige and Jenna standing over me.  Paige
had a notebook in her hand.  Both of them and me, - we were all naked.  We
had to stay that way."  He gave a short laugh.  "We got used to it."
	Jenna laughed.  "We got nude."
	"I want to read that contract!" Mason's father roared.
	"Dad, I don't think it will do any good."
	"I talked to Doc Dad.  The standard contract was upheld by a
classified Supreme Court decision.  It does say that any mental problems
will be taken care of by the Corporation.  I think the three of us are
sane.  We've learned a lot.  But we aren't crazy," Paige said.
	"In fact, I think the three of us are better for our experience,
despite what we did to graduate - a term they began to use after awhile,"
Paige said.
	"Okay, Paige.  I'm your mother.  I think you are avoiding something
here.  Something that involves what I found beneath your bed - not Jenna's,
but yours.  My broom pulled out three things."  She gulped.  "A bra.  A
pair of panties and a boy's underpants, labeled for your cousin Sam.  The
bra and panties are yours."
	Mason's parents took in deep breaths.
	"Yes, ma'am.  Sam met me the morning I woke up.  He'd been a
subject, too.  To get out, we had to do things. "  Paige looked at her two
best friends.
	"We had to earn points.  The points came from sex.  Different
things gave different points.  Enough points earned by all three of us, and
we got out," Mason said.
	"We talked about it.  There seemed no way out," Jenna said.  "But
we really got to be friends.  I said a few weeks ago that Mason and Paige
are the only real friends I have.  I think that's close to true."
	"Okay, Paige, should I tell them?"
	"If you think so."  With that Paige reached into a pocket and
slipped a ring onto her finger.
	"Paige and I plan to get married after college.  We know we're
young.  Mom and Dad Doc would not let me buy an engagement ring so this
will do.  But we think we are engaged.  Right, Paige?"
	"Yes, Mason.  And Mom, Dad, you are worried about the underwear.
Mason isn't.  One thing we learned is that we don't own anybody else.  I
love Mason very much.  I know he loves me.  But sometimes Sam needs me and
I need him.  His group was two boys and a girl. Think about that."
	"Uh.  Yes.  So you and Jenna..."  Paige's dad said.
	"Yes, Dad.  We did.  Oh, I know one thing you are probably worried
about.  They gave us some new drugs.  It's almost impossible for Jenna or
me to get pregnant or Mason to make a girl pregnant.  It's almost
impossible for us to get somebody ill or get ill.  In that we are safe. "
	"I think this is a bunch of teenage smart talk," Mason's dad said.
`Three young teens - well, Mason was twelve when they took him that night -
running around in some room or rooms naked.  What makes you say they forced
you to have sex?"
	"No force, sir.  Suggestions.  For instance, the first movies or
shows we saw were all, uh, porn.  A lot of them had kids our age.  Uh, it
was pretty hard not to notice that Mason got excited."
	"Yeah.  Right, Mason?" Jenna asked, and nudged him.
	"Yes, Jenna.  Should I quote you?"
	"Better not," Paige urged.
	"Change the channel," Mason's dad said.
	"We couldn't do that.  We had a menu and a price list.  If we
watched a couple of Harry Potter movies, it was three points - each.  If we
watched a porn, it was a half point from the person who selected it.  We
could play a game for one point - but most of the games were kid games,
Chess was two and a half points. "  Paige said.
	"But surely you could do something else,"
	"Dad.  Please.  We had no clothes.  Nothing.  Jenna accidentally
wrapped a towel around her - like Marsha does when she dashes from the
bathroom to her bedroom - and all kinds of racket started until the towel
came off. "
	"I still can't believe that you three ran around bare ass naked for
about two months."
	"That is hard to believe," Mason's mom said quietly.
	The three teens looked at each other, then Jenna and Mason fastened
on Paige.  She nodded and they stood up.
	"Race?" Mason said.  The two girls nodded.
	"You know you're gonna win," Jenna said.
	"Ready?  GO!" Paige said as she reached for the bottom of her top
and started to pull it off over her head as she kicked off her flops.
Jenna was right behind her as Mason rapidly unbuttoned his shirt, leaving
him behind as the two girls quickly stripped off their bras as his t-shirt
came off.
	"Jesus Christ!  Stop that!" Mason's father roared.
	"Paige.  It's okay.  We believe you!"
	"No, Dad.  We have to show you!" Paige said as Mason's jeans came
down just ahead of Paige and Jenna's shorts.  But Jenna had both her shorts
and her panties together so she won, with Mason right behind and Paige a
second behind him.  Nude, the three teens sat back down on the couch, the
girls crossing their legs, but none of them covering up.
	"I guess we look a little different since we last were given a
bath," Mason said.  Paige glanced at him and saw his penis was flacid.
Ms. Jefferson got up and returned a minute later with a sheet, which she
threw over the three kids.
	"You've made your point, kids.  I don't think Reader's Digest would
publish this act of teen rebellion."  She gave a laugh.  "I know it's not
rebellion.  I have to admit, I think you three are brave to shock us this
way.  I believe you were naked together.  At least you could cover up in
bed."
	"No Mom.  A bottom sheet or mattress covering.  There was a warm
breeze over us at night - nothing else.  We were always uncovered.
Always."  Paige paused.  "And Mom, really, after the third day or so, we
were nude.  Just like we are now.  We had nothing to hide - unlike the
beginning when we tried to.  Fortunately Jenna and I discovered we couldn't
try to hide our breasts and eat at the same time."  She laughed.  "Not that
I really had anything to hide then."
	"If we had any idea that this was what happened, we'd never agreed
to let Mason participate.  Why he was only 12.  I'm sure he wasn't even
interested in girls then."
	"Well, Dad.  I was.  I was just shy.  Thanks to Paige and Jenna,
I'm not any more.  But Paige is my special girl."
	"Let's bring this back to why we are having this discussion with
two sets of parents and three unclothed teens under a sheet," Mr. Jefferson
said.  "It seems that Paige was intimate with her cousin Sam..."
	"Yes, Dad.  Third cousin.  Friend from forever.  He knows about
Mason.  Mason knows about him.  They are both cool.  Maybe I shouldn't say
this, but, well, Jenna?"
	"Yes.  Sam and I have been together twice since we moved here.  I
guess I need to say something.  I think Mason and Paige took me to be the
hard one when we first woke up, despite some of the things I said.  I'll
bet you, my new mom and dad, and you, my maybe aunt and uncle, did stuff
you didn't want your parents to know about. "  Paige looked around and saw
faint smiles on both her parents and Mason's.
	"When we moved from the experimental room to the home of two of the
scientists, who had four kids, two boys and two girls, nobody hid anything.
Nobody in the Corporation hid anything.  We went to the pool at the
Corporation headquarters about twice a week.  Monday was male only swim and
Friday was woman only swim.  The other five days was mixed swim.  Nobody
wore a suit.  The only ones with anything on were the babies and toddlers
who weren't potty trained yet.  I think Paige, the two daughters and myself
went to one Friday swim. "
	"I didn't go to a single Monday swim," Mason said.
	"We met the grandparents of the Docs' kids.  They were old, but
were unashamed and great swimmers. "
	"I'll say.  George's grandpa beat me in the breast stroke!"  He
laughed.  "That was not at a Friday swim."  He laughed again.  "They let me
swim in one meet.  Nobody had a suit on."
	"It sounds, it sounds, strange.  Unreal," Mason's dad said.  "Why
are they doing this?"
	"They think that sex crimes can be defeated with knowledge.  They
think discrimination can be defeated the same way.  They think that if we
treat each other as equal and independent we can prevent jealousy.  And I
think they put us into this experiment to teach us about this," Paige said
quietly.
	"Should I tell them about how you two were jealous of each other at
first?"  Mason asked, looking at his two best friends.
	"That might be a good idea, dear," Paige said.
	"Okay.  First day.  We meet.  We get the message.  Paige and Jenna
looked at each other.  Of course, I looked at both of them.  Truth.  I'd
never seen real live naked 12 year old girls before in my life.  Jenna had
some nice breasts for her age, but had no pubic hair at all.  Paige really
didn't have breasts at all, just some bumps - that's about as scientific as
I can say, but more pubic hair then I had.  Each was jealous of the other,
Jenna of Paige's pubic hair, and Paige of Jenna's breasts.  But they grew
out of it and both were happy when the other matured."
	"And Mason stopped walking around with a battering ram," Jenna
broke in.
	"Now what would Doc Mom say about that?" Paige asked.
	"So. Mom, Dad, we want to be honest with you.  But we want to be
honest with each other.  I'll speak for the others and say that we want to
have the good things we had both in the experiment and at Corporation
headquarters, with Mom and Dad Doc and their kids.  I promise, and I know
Mason and Jenna will to, that we will never embarrass any of you, What do
you think?  I know we are young.  But we are smart and have learned a
lot. Can you trust us to act like we have for most of the last four months?
Or start to lie to each other, to ourselves, and to you, our wonderful
parents?"
	There was silence for a minute.  Mrs. Jefferson said, "Paige, we
always knew you were smart; brilliant really.  I will tell you.  You three
are asking a lot.  I think we need to talk about this.  Without you.  I'm
not sure how to say this, but get dressed, go to the family room and let us
talk."
	The three stood up, looked at each other, then Mason bent down,
collected his clothes and, behind the sheet held by his girl friends, began
to dress.  He switched places with Paige, who did the same.  Paige switched
places with Jenna, who, very deliberately put on only her shorts and her
top, looking very carefully to insure it was put on correctly.  At the edge
of the sheet her panties and bra still lay on the floor.  They dropped the
sheet and filed out to the family room.
	There the three played hearts for some twenty minutes until
Ms. Jefferson came to the door.  "The jury has decided," she said, a very
faint smile on her lips.  "You are to return for our verdict."  The three
looked at each other, but Paige smiled.  When her mother turned around, she
gently elbowed the other two in the ribs.
	They returned to the living room.  Paige was a bit surprised to see
the sheet still lying crumpled on the floor with Jenna's panties and bra
still lying there.  The three sat down and, without thinking, held hands.
Paige's face turned down as Mason's father stood up.
	"You know, once upon a time, I was a teenage boy once.  I had a
habit of trying to do what my folks told me not to do.  Okay.  We believe
what you have told us.  We also went over the contract we signed, which,
among other things gives massive support for your college education.  If
you can enter Harvard, they will pay all your expenses, for instance."
	"I don't want to go to Harvard," Jenna broke in.
	"Then Slippery Rock State Teachers', Paige's mom replied.
Everybody laughed.
	"So, son, Paige, Jenna, we understand what is going to happen.  All
of us are a bit nervous.  But, if we say no, we are going to chase you out
to places that may be dangerous.  Right, Jenna?"
	"Uh, yeah.  Yes, sir.  A little."
	"So.  We demand that you be circumspect.  We demand that you are
silent about this.  We demand that you are careful at all times.  In
return, we will not ask about anything that does not violate our demands.
An example.  Paige, if you and Marsha decide to have a sleep over at our
house, - well."
	"Bless you, Marsha," Mason exploded.
	"Don't screw it up, Mason," Jenna said.
	"Calm down, sweetie," Paige said, and squeezed his hand.
	"We, your parents and somewhat guardian, want to know.  Will you
honor this agreement?"
	"The alternative is being banished to Greenland," Mason's mom said
with a smile.
	"As you wish," Mason said as the three jumped up and hugged each
other, then Paige hugged both her parents and kissed them both while Mason
hugged both and kissed his mother as his father hugged Jenna until she
kissed him.
	An hour later, after good byes and good nights, Paige and Jenna
stood in the room with only the desk light on.  They looked at each other
and went to the outside of the beds to quietly and slowly push them
together.  That done, they stripped off pajamas and night gown and got into
bed, pulling up the covers between the two beds.  Paige turned off the
light.
	"There's no Mason between us," Jenna said.
	"I feel sorry for him.  I know where he wants to be."
	"Of course you do.  Between your legs."
	"No.  You want him between your legs.  I want him between my legs."
	"Actually, I'll take him either way.  What you want most to have
him in your mouth."
	 Paige laughed. "Good night, Jenna," Paige said quietly.
	"Not yet, Paige," Jenna said and put her arm around Paige.  Their
first kiss was long, sloppy, and lingering.  It was not the last nor were
their kisses and tongues and nibbles just on the lips.

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Gene