Date: Mon, 30 Jul 2018 18:47:24 -0400 (EDT) From: E MOSER Subject: After the Experiment: Abeena Hareem al-Farsi and Nathan Levi Belinson: # 64 Author's note. These stories are a development from the stories by rwxxx13 with the group title "Study bg3-17." He has approved my use of his original characters. Abeena Hareem al-Farsi and Nathan Levi Belinson by Larry Marion Paige Jefferson and Mason Adams sat on the small couch in the living/dining/kitchen looking at the two new eighth graders they would shepherd through their first year as boarding students - as students - at Jones Lab School. The two new ones sat on the easy chairs that normally Paige and Mason would sit on. The room looked as homey as a few dorm rooms could be after the occupants had lived there for now going on four years. Pictures on the walls, some unique items from Africa, some citations, including one with the picture of a medal, made it theirs. It had changed so that now one side door led into the bedroom of their twins, JM and Surprise, now going into second grade. The other door went into their bedroom. JM, officially Jenna Michelle, and Surprise, sometimes called OP for Oscar Paul, were down with the returning 7/8s, their white page shoulder and waist belts on, helping out, delivering messages, and making the older students laugh with them. They were under orders to report to their parents, the 7/8 counselors if there was a problem, The two new eighth graders placed their chairs about as far apart as they could. The 13 year old girl was Abeena Hareem al-Farsi, wearing a long dress from neck to ankles, with a brightly colored head scarf hiding her hair. As far away as possible was Nathan Levi Beilinson, in dark clothes with the scraggly attempt at facial hair. Despite his name and attire, his hair was a dirty blond. They both looked with distrust towards their counselors. "You are our counselors? You look like you're still in high school," Nathan said, Mason chuckled. "We are. We are going into our senior year. But we were the first 7/8 counselors and we are still the 7/8 counselors despite the fact the school wanted us to move up to 9/10 last year. As it stands right now, we will continue to be the 7/8 counselors at least until we graduate from the local university. "After you meet your 7/8 mates, ask them. " "Nathan, we think we know what we are doing. Now, let us turn to the special situation for the two of you. Were I in your situation, I'd be pretty much ticked myself," Paige said softly. "In the past, we have always managed to put a new student in with a vet. In your cases, we have been told that you two will room together, with help given by the students on either side of your room. This is one more attempt to bring some semblance of peace to the Middle East. "You two come from distinguished families in Israel and Palestine. They hope that maybe you can help lead a discussion. We also know that both of you have been active in youth groups that oppose each other. This is a hard job for Mason and myself and for both of you. "Both of you were tasked to follow the Jones rules, despite many conflicts with your own religious laws. Both of your parents agreed and so did you. When you get hot dogs for lunch, you don't have to eat them - but there's not much else. " "So, in a few minutes, we are going to walk you down to where the rest of 7/8 sits in the common room. I'm sure all of them look forward to the first ritual - striping down. So, are you ready?" Mason asked, "What if I don't?" Nathan asked. "Well, there will be demerits from us. From your peers - hard to say. I will tell you, they are itching to put their travel clothes in the white bag," Paige replied. The door burst open and JM barged in. "JM -HAVE YOU NO MANNERS?" Paige roared at their daughter. "Sorry, Mom. But Susie and Becky are already at it. And Jason and Phillip want to just go ahead and strip." "So why are you and Surprise only wearing your badge of office?" "Uh, Mom. We thought that we should do that..," "Okay, you two. Down in three minutes. Tell them to get quiet as we introduce our two new students. "
 "They want to go to the games, Mom," Surprise said. "And you want to see Sammie. We will get to that as fast as possible, Son." Paige smiled at the two of them. "Get down there, We will be right down." Mason turned to the two new students. "Okay, Abeena and Nathan - you don't have to hold hands, but come with us to the 7/8 Common Room and meet your peers." With that, Mason and Paige nudged the two up, out of the room, down the hall, and into the Common Room to see JM close to two girls staring at each other while Surprise wandered around talking to the seated 111, 12, and 13 year olds, all dressed, but with their white bag ready to take their clothes, Paige held up her hand and talk began to diminish, "Hand up!" JM squeaked and that got carried for a minute until all hands were up and there was silence in the room. "Glad to see all of you back, both the new 8th graders and the 7th graders we watched last year. As you know, this is Mason and my senior year - but we will be back as college students. Aren't you glad?" Fake groans and real cheers welcomed that. "We only have two new to Jones students for us - let me get this correct - Abeena Hareem al-Farsi - please wave - and Nathan Levi Belinison. Both are from Israel, and I will leave it at that. We are about to don our school uniform. Both of our new students may have some bit of problem getting undressed. Please give them time, space, and encouragement. "Okay, 7/8 - let us get down to work," as Paige began to unbutton her blouse and Mason pulled his t-shirt off. As 7/8 Group One began to undress, Abeena looked around, made a small grimace, and began to remove her headscarf. Nathan stood there, his head moving as he watched three girls near him removed their top. One didn't have a bra, but had little use for it anyway, with mere bumps, while the other two quickly removed theirs displaying nicely developing teen tits. "I'm not going to do this," Nathan said loudly even as he stared at the rapidly undressing 7/8s. "This is not the time or place to start getting demerits," Mason said calmly as he removed his pants. "But..." "So the brave Jew boy can't undress?" Abeena said quietly as she removed her long dress to stand there in bra and panties, now looking like the other eighth grade girls. "My brothers will have such a laugh." The other students, almost all now nude, with the boys flaccid except for a few who glanced down and shrugged. "Come on, uh, Nathan. Get with the program," came from several of the boys and a few girls, too. "We want to get out and join in the back to school games." "You can do it, Nathan," Paige said. "Look, I'm going to stand in front of you with my back to you. Here's your white bag. Go on. Be brave." "I don't like this," he said, but began to unbutton his shirt. It took almost five minutes but he was now naked, except for his sandals. He blushed as he saw those around him looking at his very hard but only two inch cock sticking straight out of a dark thatch of pubic hair. Nobody said anything at first, but those who saw Nathan's cock were punching friends behind them. "Oh my. Look how big it is," finally came one boy's voice, sounding disguised, "Jason Andrews! Get over here right NOW!" Mason yelled. "It wasn't me, Dad Mason," the boy responded, but heading towards Mason. "Jason, don't lie." Paige said. "If that wasn't you, you have a voice identical twin. Get to Mason." A short conversation ensued between the almost six foot Mason and the 5'6" Jason that resulted in Jason's dropped head. He finally turned to Nathan and said, "I'm sorry Nathan. It won't happen again." "That's alright," Nathan said. "Uh, I've never been around so many naked people before. " There was a laugh. "In Israel we have to wear swim suits." There was more laughing and from the back came another voice, a girl's this time, "Thank Mom Paige we don't have to wear suits to swim!" "Okay. Before we dismiss you to head outside, let me make this clear. It is school policy that we support one another. We help one another as best we can. We can't make people like each other, but we can prevent improper actions and punish as necessary. Jason will act as Nathan's mentor for the next two weeks; he knows what that means and he will do it. I will now ask one of the girls to help Abeena in the same way. Ah. Florence, I take it the hand up means you volunteer?" "Yes, Dad Mason. I'd be glad to," "Excuse me sir, may I say something?" "Sure Abeena. And to you and Nathan, I'm not `sir' and Paige is not `ma'am.' We are Mason and Paige, though you have probably already heard us called Mom and Dad with our name. That said, we are still your counselors so we expect respect. But we aren't your parents or your teachers or head staff. Now, Abeena, what is it?" "I know Abeena may be hard to say. It's Arabic for `rose.' Or "rose' is the shortened form, So if it is alright why not call me `Rose'? " "Rose it is," Paige said. "Just don't go down with the ship." Abeena/Rose smiled. "You mean the movie. I love that movie. Poor Jack." "Now, 7/8 Group One. Form up to go to the welcome picnic," Mason called. "Pages. Take your place." "Go Twins," came from several spots, both boy and girl. "PAGES!!" came from both JM and Surprise as they stood at the door to the 7/8 Common Room, or no 7/8 Gp One Common Room. The members formed up, girls behind JM and boys behind Surprise, with Nathan in front of Jason and Rose in front of Florence. "Go, Pages," Mason called, the twins opened the doors and 7/8 One started towards the welcome picnic, singing their own version of "Hi ho, Hi ho, it's off for fun we go.." * * * * * * * * * * * Things did not go smoothly for either Rose or Nathan. Their demerits piled up as they got in each other's way for room cleaning as especially since while both Jason and Florence had good room control habits, the habits were not quite the same, causing Rose and Nathan to bump into each other far too often. Then the two didn't talk to each other unless they had too. One time was the first time they got to go off campus, which meant getting dressed. Rose talked to another eighth grader, Susie, who was the same size and went to town in a skirt that broke just below her knee and a white button up blouse. Nathan saw it and hissed, "So you don't want to look like a Muslim any more." Rose sniffed. "First time I ever saw an Orthodox in blue jeans and a Green Bay Packer t-shirt!" Then silence reigned again after they agreed to a fence. When they'd returned to Jones, they had three johnny plungers and some heavy cord. They placed the three plungers down the center of the room, with room for either to enter the door and to open or close the window, and then used heavy twine to make a fence. This was the first time the two co-operated. Each told new friends what they were going to do. Each got told their idea sucked. Sweet, smiling Rose then hung a sign on the fence facing Nathan. "Juden sind hier streng verbotten." Nathan fumed trying to think of a retort. After a few weeks the demerits dropped. Not that they became friends, but their friends lent a hand and the two got settled in to Jones, if not into Nathan and Rose. But both wore their "V" insignia proudly. Most of the eighth graders looked up proudly towards the now many high school students still sporting their "V," though those who surrendered it, especially a couple to each other still got a party. Nathan finally came back with his own sign at last: "Jewish since G_d gave it to us." Rose read it and gave a half smile. Later that week in history they watched a twenty minute film on the beginning of World War II. They had the very uncommon sub who told them to sit with their room mate so it could be discussed later. So Nathan and Rose sat together in the darkened room as the fighting from 1939 to December 1941 sped across the screen as an introduction to the Japanese carrier planes' attack, complete with the roar of engines, machine guns firing, and the anti-aircraft beginning. Then the ARIZONA exploded. Nathan felt Rose cringe and heard her gasp. He could only swear under his breath when they saw a scene of men carried by stretcher to ambulances, trucks, jeeps, and other vehicles. "So awful," he said. "It is. So awful," she responded and put her head down on her desk. Those eighth graders who saw the film were quiet at dinner. One or two praised the film. "You've never actually seen people killed in a bombing, have you?" Nathan said. "Huh?" Tommy replied. "Have you?" "I have. That film is nothing like it is." The loud ones got quiet. Later Rose lay in her bed on one side of the border fence and Nathan on the other. Mason came by with bed check. "Well, I hear you two are quiet tonight. No fighting. Shalom. Salaam. Funny how those two words are so similar. Good night." Nathan lay in bed and thought for a second. Yes they were. Sort of like Allah and Eloih. Then he drifted off to sleep, his back to Rose. Sometime in the middle of the night, Nathan turned over and heard Abeena cry out. "NO!" and then in Arabic another word which must also be `no." Then she began to cry, deep sobs, sobs like his sister made that night of the rocket attack. "NO!" Rose cried and sat up in bed. Without thinking, Nathan pushed off the covers and raced across the room, pulling down the fence and two of the plungers. He stopped at his room mate's bed. "Rose," he said, the first time he ever called her by any name. "Are you okay?" "Nathan?" She hiccuped and he hit her bare back - the first time he ever touched her. "Yes. What's wrong?" "That movie. My friend. In the next house. An Israeli artillery bullet hit it. I went out after it was over. I saw my friend's head lying in the street. She smiled." Rose began to sob, then cry. Without thinking, Nathan sat on Rose's bed and put his arm around her bare shoulder. She turned, buried her face in his neck and began to wail. "My little sister lost a friend to a Hamas rocket. She never saw her friend. I did. Awful. I'm so sorry, Rose." "Thank you, Thank you, Nathan. I, I, can we be friends?" "We have to be. We're all to young to die." Rose raised her face. Nathan looked at the tears in her eyes, pulled up the bed sheet and wiped her face. Then, without thinking, he hugged her hard, feeling her bear breasts against his bare chest and then kissed her on the lips. She responded, clumsily, but responded. Neither had much experience in passionate kissing. They learned. In minutes the two lay side by side on Rose's bed, kissing and talking, talking and kissing, while hands began to explore the other's body. Finally Rose rolled to her back. Nathan looked down on her and gulped. "Rose. I want you so much now. But we can't. We can't. After we are fourteen. But there are things.." "There are. You are right." Nathan slid down her waiting body, kissing all the way. She jumped when his horizontal lips hit her vertical ones. * * * * * * * * * * * * The next morning Paige sat with the twins eating breakfast as the last stragglers came in. She almost speared her cheek with her fork when she saw Nathan and Rose walk in with their arms around each other, in clear and present violation of the PDA rules. She gasped and then called. "Nathan! Rose! Come over here." They walked over, dreamy eyed, their arms still around each other's waist. "What's wrong, Mom Paige?" Nathan asked quietly, his arm still around Rose and hers around his. "Good Lord! What are the PDA rules?" Paige barked. "Uh, We really don't know, Mom Paige," Rose said. "No reason to know them before." "So, are you two suddenly in lust?" Paige asked, as her temper grew. "Mom. We grew up after that movie. Rose lost a friend to an Israeli artillery round that went off in the wrong place. It killed her best friend. I had my little sister terrified by a Hamas rocket attack. We'd never spoken of that to each other. "Suddenly the heavens opened up to us." "Well, thank both of you. And I'm sorry for both of you. BUT - PDAs are limited to holding hands. Period. You two have your room. By and large what you do there is your own business, but we want to support the V until after 14. Or you may check out a PR. You know that, right?" The two disengaged and hung their heads. "Uh, Mom Paige. Other rooms have their beds in the middle of the room? Can we?" Rose asked quietly. "Can you? " "May we, Mom Paige?" Nathan asked. "You may. But you must swear, by God, Allah, and Jehovah, that you will wait until you are both at least fourteen and a day," Mason said walking up, Surprise on his heels. Rose looked at both of them. "By the Great God of my counselors, of my new found love, and of my ancestors and family I will wait." "As my love Abeena Hareem al-Farsi has spoken (how do I remember her name?) I also swear." "Okay. But get rid of those toilet plungers - at least put them in the janitors' closet," Mason said. "And, by the way, first block begins in about seven minutes." Chaos reigned for two minutes as the two raced to first block. Paige and Mason looked at each other and laughed as JM and Surprise also ran towards the elementary wing. "Let's get to class," Paige said. "Don't put your arm around me, " Mason replied as he glanced around to the empty room and gave Paige a quick kiss. * * * * * * * * * * The weeks crept towards Nathan's fourteenth birthday and then two weeks later, Rose's. Their classmates in general breathed sighs of relief as the two melded. One plunger showed up over their dorm room door. The other two vanished into the maw of Jones plumbing. The one over the door began to show various flags: Israel, Jordan, Egypt, the UN. Rose and Nathan got caught outside kissing twice. Nothing came of that other than a tongue lashing by JM and Surprise. "We can't kiss FM or Sammie outside. You can't either!" Surprise shouted at them. One Friday movie night the school showed the classic SHE WORE A YELLOW RIBBON. The first time Captain Nathan Riddles' name got mentioned, the audience hooted. From then on, Nathan got friendly jibes, which he turned aside, "I don't even know how to sit on a horse," he said. While they got more careful about displaying physical affection in public, in private the two explored each other. Paige had to tell them to wait until after bed check to get romantic after she found Nathan between Rose's spread legs, his face buried in her now neatly trimmed pussy, her hands beating his back as she moaned. Rose turned out to be a screamer who came easily, much to the discomfort of the inhabitants of the rooms on either side of the romantic duo. Then Rose turned 14. This was a Tuesday and she found herself surrounded by mostly 7/8 Group 1, but also Group 2 7/8, as well as high school boarders. The boys stayed quiet. The girls hinted - when? - if? "We will. Not now., Not yet," she replied quietly. Paige called Rose in the afternoon two days after her birthday while Mason did the same thing, "I like both of you," Paige said to Rose, who had taken to wearing a scarf around her neck. "Thanks, Mom Paige. Nathan and I have decided. We are going to do the best we can do to end this war." "Thanks," At the same time Mason sat down with Nathan in an empty commons and talked about the same. "Are you going to tell your parents?" Mason ended. "No." "Okay. I understand," Mason replied. "I don't know how much you can bring peace. But maybe you can stop war." Then came Nathan's fourteenth and they jointly celebrated. That evening there was a birthday cake for the pair. They cut the cake and Mason said, "If you two were to kiss, Paige and I will not see it," so they did to cheers. The next morning they came out of their room, still wearing their V, answering all questions with "soon." The day sped on class, lunch, class, free time, dinner, study time, getting ready for bed and relaxation time, lights out, bed check. Just before the end of relaxation time, the two sat on their combined bed, talking and laughing when they heard a knock on the door. "Come in," Nathan called and Paige opened the door. "Good evening, Mom Paige," he continued. "Early bed check?" "No. But I may check you two first. " She handed Rose a plastic bag. "I don't know what you plan, but you may want these tonight," she said. Rose pulled out an old beach towel which caused the two to look at it oddly. "I really hope you wait. But I have a suspicion that fourteen years and one day is perhaps long enough. If you are going to, spread the towel on the bed. Take your time. Be good to each other." Rose gave Paige a hug. "We will, Mom. We know about the Mason Method. Thank you." "And thank you, Mom. Both you and Dad Mason. And the twins," Nathan said. Paige paused for a moment, then gave both Rose and Nathan a kiss on the cheek. She left, carrying the now empty bag. Nathan turned to her and saw a tear in her eye. "Rose. You're crying," he said as he put his arm around her. "It's a happy tear, Nathan. Such nice people here." "Lights out in five minutes," the in room speaker announced. Nathan got up and turned off the overhead, leaving on the lamp at the bedside. They lay on their sides, looking at each other, gently kissing. "Lights out," the speaker ordered. "Sleep well." "Not yet," Nathan breached as Rose turned off the lamp. They both heard the almost at once double tap on their door. "Present," Nathan called and rolled onto Rose, kissing her franticly, his hand going to her breast, his fingers touching her already hard nipple. Their tongues dueled as Rose's hand grasped his hard but small cock. "You're ready," she breathed. "I'm not." "You will be," as his hand slipped between her parted legs. As his fingers probed her moist vertical lips he began to kiss his way down her: chin, throat, between her breasts, right tit, left tit, stomach, belly button until she inched up and he down until his horizontal lips met her vertical ones and his tongue licked between them. After several minutes she moaned, "My turn, darling," as she shifted her body so she could take his cock in her now practiced mouth. She gave a few strokes and lifted her head and licked the tip. "I remember hearing about this and thinking `how disgusting.' Now I love it. This will make you last when we give each other our virginity, sweetie." "Yes. I'm going to soon. Blow me, Rose before I mess up the bed." She took his cock back into her mouth and began to minister to it. "Oh, yes. Oh, yes. Rose. I'm gonna cum. Soon. OH!!" as Nathan's balls released the cum flooding Rose's waiting mouth. Finally he stopped so she raised her mouth and smiled at him lying down in the dark. "That was wonderful," he said. "Yes. Wonderful. You taste so good." She kissed him deeply. "Can you taste your cum?" "I can. It's okay. Uh, the towel." Rose smiled in the dark and got out of their bed. "You have to roll away. I'll put it down." He did as she spread the towel. "Okay, dear. It's ready." Nathan rolled back, his short cock sticking straight up. Rose straddled him, twitched, took the cock in her hand to help guide it to her still virgin pussy. "You ready, Nathan Levi?" "I am Abeena Hareem." He felt her descend, the moist walls closing around his cock for the first time ever. She paused and then pushed down, She gave a short cry and then began to rock up and down. "Oh, God!" Nathan moaned. "Sweet!! Oh!" "Yes. Oh, yes." He felt something wet and warm on him. I broke it, he thought. I hope it didn't hurt too much. How much will she bleed? She began to pick up the speed of her pumping. "Hold my waist, Nathan," she moaned. He did and she began to stroke faster. "I'm going to.,.cum," she moaned "I am too. Yes. Cum. YES!!" as he felt his orgasm, his first orgasm into his love's vagina, flood from him to her." "YES!" Rose almost shouted. Then she collapsed on top of him as they began to kiss and caress. Finally they fell asleep after getting off the bloody towel, wiping blood off both of them and crawling under the covers. I the early hours of the morning Nathan woke up to the feel of Rose's hand gently stroking his hard again cock. "Rose," he whispered, thinking perhaps she was asleep and this was a pleasant dream. "Nathan. You're awake." She turned to her back and raised her knees. "Let's fuck, love." "Rose. Not make love?" "Fuck me, Nathan. Take me." He smiled to himself and then maneuvered himself between her welcoming thighs and took her, kissing her only after his cock was fully in her. `Yes, Nathan. So good, Your cock is fine Nathan. Fine. You're gonna make me cum, Nathan. YES!!" As she came, so did he. Passion spent, they again fell asleep in each other's arms to wake to bright sunlight. Awake the started kissing again, then caressing even as they heard voiced in the hall. Rose got on her hands and knees and said, "Not doggy, Nathan, Not for Nathan - this is horse style. Ride me, cavalryman!" They were both close to their third cum in actual intercourse when there was a sharp rap on the door. `UH. Love birds - you are going to miss breakfast," Mason said and closed the door. "Don't stop, Nathan," Rose moaned. He didn't. They came into breakfast late, holding hands, totally nude, no metal V worn as a necklace, both smiling. Heads turned and smiles lined 7/8 faces as they got their breakfast and squeezed into some space made for them. Rose sat next to Jason who turned to her. Nathan heard her say quietly. "Don't even try to ask, Jason. Nathan is fine. Just absolutely fine." "I'm glad to hear that. Good luck to both of you." "Thanks. You know, we have both Elohi and Allah working for us. " Nathan smiled and turned towards Jason. "And, you know, excuse the blasphemy, but I think Venus looks out for us too." "All the help we can get, Nathan," Rose said. "All the help we can get, Rose," he responded and squeezed her thigh under the table. Dear Reader, When I started "After the Experiment" I did not plan to have more than between three to five more stories. Like Topsy, this has grown. With growth came a few errors. For example, we have the line from the Teen Swim Party "... ranging from a bald, flat 11 year old..." when the invitation clearly states that the mandated ages are 12 to 17 so this line should read "... ranging from a bald, flat one who looked 11 . . ." Feel free to point out other errors. If I were to ever find a paper publisher, such errors will be corrected. Thanks. If you liked this part of "After the Experiment" or any of the other Paige-Mason-Jenna stories, please consider a donation to Nifty. Comments, pro or con to the author are always appreciated. Gene