Date: Thu, 26 Apr 2018 08:30:02 -0400 (EDT) From: E MOSER Subject: After The Experiment: Young Friends & High School Jones Lab School Middle School Jenna, Sam, and Bill #57 After The Experiment: Young Friends & High School Jones Lab School Middle School Jenna, Sam, and Bill #57 Author's note. These stories are a development from the stories by rwxxx13with the group title "Study bg3-17." He has approved my continuation with his characters as individuals. Jenna, Sam, and Bill by Larry Marian Paige sat at her study desk working on her French homework in peace and quiet. Mason was off with OP to join Mom Jefferson and JM for the monthly well baby check. All of 7/8 was out in the nice spring afternoon for free time. She knew that there were a couple of teachers out there and she didn't have to be with them 24/7. Without a knock, the apartment door opened and when she turned her head she saw Jenna carrying Sammie, wearing a pink bonnet to insure everybody knew she was a girl. "Well, hello, Jenna? And how is my niece, Samantha?" "She's fine. It's my father, her father and mother that is the problem, damn it," Jenna said and sat down in the one easy chair. "So what's wrong?" Paige got up and gave Jenna a hug and a kiss. She felt a little surprise when the quick peck on the lips turned into a tongue battle seconds later. "Wow," Paige breathed when it was over. "You act like you're in need of some loving!" "I am. My father and my supposed boyfriend and lover now spend more time in bed together than Sam spends with me. We've screwed once in the last two weeks. Yeah, Sam mostly comes to bed, finally, but he's really not interested in sex with me. He and Dad are going at it all the time. " "What about Gwen?" "She doesn't want to come to me with Bill and Dad there and you know we can't make love at her place. Hard to ask you and Mason to let us use your bed. We do use a PR at least once a week." She smiled her wicked smile. "So maybe I can use you..." Paige smiled and licked her lips. "Why, Jenna. I thought you'd never ask. We have time right now." With that she and Jenna kissed again util Jenna broke it off. "I have to put Sammie in a crib if I may and then we can use your crib." "Sure, Jenna. Plenty of toys in the crib - I'm not really sure whose are whose - except for the stuffed mouse. OP is very possessive of Mickey." By this time Sammie was nestled in the twins' apartment crib and falling asleep. She hung the "DO NOT DISTURB UNLESS YOU'RE BLEEDING" sign on the door and locked it. The two girls walked into the bedroom, but left the door open to hear Sammie if there was trouble. They lay down side by side and began kissing and hugging, then nipples rubbed nipples and hands slipped between open thighs. Soon both let out little moans until finally Paige gently pushed Jenna to her back and slid between her legs. "You haven't trimmed your pussy lately," she said as she began to tongue her. "If Sam would take care of me, I'd go to the bother. Nice tongue, Paige." "Thanks. Francois likes a hairy pussy. He fusses at Simone and Monique because they trim theirs some. I start letting mine grow a month before I see him and then trim and shave for Mason when he leaves or I leave. Umm. The original pussy for me." She went back to giving Jenna's pussy a good tonguing as she explored the clit. It wasn't too long before Jenna gave all the signs of an impending orgasm. Then it came with a muffled squeal from Jenna and Paige raised her horizontal lips from Jenna's vertical ones. "I think I got you there," she said. "Oh, Paige, You did. That was wonderful. Now let me have your pussy!" "Sure. You know, Mason tries his best, but girls are just better." With that Paige lay down on her back and raised her knees. Jenna got between them and soon had a hand on the clit and a tongue between the pussy lips. In minutes she began to moan. "Yes. Yes," she said through clinched teeth to keep from shouting, her eyes closed Jenna raised her head," Ah, you like it." "Yes. Yes." She felt the bed move under her strangely. She opened them and saw Mason behind Jenna. "Mind if I screw in?" he asked quietly. I've locked the door and put OP in the crib with Sammie." "Mason. Yes. Do it. Just like old times," Jenna said and went back to licking and tonguing Paige's pussy. "We haven't done this in ages," Paige said. "Jenna rocks just like she did back then when you joined in. " "We're going to have to do an oral triangle some time," Mason said as he continued to move back and forth inside Jenna, "Fun," Paige said. "MMMUMPH!" from Jenna as her tongue continued to give pleasure to Paige. Paige began to squirm as Jenna's rocking from Mason's thrusting brought her closer to her first cum. "Play with Jenna's boobs, Mason. They're bigger than mine. I know you love them." Mason laughed. "Oh, dear Paige, Don't you know? Any boob larger than a handful is a waste! But Jenna's are wonderful. One half of the Hair/Boob War." "It ended with a stalemate and lasting peace. As in piece of pussy. OH!! YES, JENNA. YES!" "And I'm cumming," Mason said and kissed the back of Jenna's neck. The carefully structured flesh tower collapsed as the three hit the bed together, Jenna and Mason on top of Paige. Later the three sat in the living room while Mason alternated with giving OP little bites of soft food and tempting one month younger Sammie with the same until Sammie's cries clearly said , "Look, buster, you played with Mommy's milk jugs. Now stop playing around and let me have a teat!" Jenna policed up her daughter, shared, of course, with Yvonne, and soon Sammie nursed with a will. Paige took over OP who looked like he thought that the finger food was okay, but he still liked a nipple - Mom's or Grandmom's - who cared? "So, Jenna, what brought on this visit?" Mason asked, relieved of feeding and obviously expecting the disposal duty in a bit. "I'd like to say, `Ask Paige,' but I should answer you directly. When I first learned that Dad and Sam were blowing each other, my thought was - well, what am I doing with Gwen, or Paige, or, well, let's let other eleven year old girls out of this. That's ancient history, But then they were butt fucking each other and Sam was spending the night and at first almost ignoring me and then ignoring me. "Sorry to be harsh about your cousin, Paige, but one love making session in two weeks is low for a couple married for 20 years. I know his experiment was two male, one female, and I know he's bi - but he's ignoring me. Worst of all, I think he's ignoring Samantha." "Would it help if I tried to talk to him?" Mason asked. Our last Red Block classes are across the hall from each other. Maybe I can grab him and ask to talk. You know, `Man to Man.'" "It might work, Mason. You know how I felt about him for years. And he likes girls!" "I know. He sure was tied to Jenna in the beginning," Mason said. "Yeah. We had sex five- six times a day for the first couple of months - actually until he and Dad met, and even after that for awhile." Jenna's expression turned sad for a moment. "I don't want to upset Dad, but I don't want to loose Sam either. " "I'll talk to him, too," Paige said. "He's my cousin, after all. " * * * * * * * * * * Three days later Mason, dressed in jeans and a polo shirt walked into their dorm apartment and watched Paige spoon apple sauce into JM's eager mouth. She tried several times to grab the spoon herself, but would then lean forward to reach for Paige's nearest boob. "Girl doesn't know what she wants," Paige said as Mason began to undress. "Yeah. Lots of people are like that," he said sadly. "I talked to Sam. I'm going to take a pee. I'll tell you about it when I get back." With that he headed towards their bedroom and bathroom. Minutes later he returned, nude. "Paige, I don't know what to do, but for right now, this is between you and me. Pinky swear?" "Sure, Mason. Pinky swear," The two locked pinkies for a moment. "Most of all, we can't tell Jenna now but her father is dying from lung cancer. He has maybe two months to live. Period. He's latched on to Sam because he doesn't want Jenna to know. " "Oh, God. How awful!! They just got reunited a few months ago." "Yes. It seems he talks in his sleep about worries. That's how Sam learned and then found out he has cancer. Of course, her dad doesn't sleep with Jenna, but he's afraid it might slip out or something. "I'm not sure Sam's doing the right thing, but he's staying with her dad to help him as much as possible." "So Jenna wakes up one morning and finds her father dead and has no clue? Come on!" "Paige, I'm leaning on you. Jenna is frustrated because Sam's not giving her the love she expected but he's trying to follow her dad and protect her. The fact is, he's going to die soon. Who can help us help her? We can't help her dad. He's dying. Fast." "Yes, love. We have to do something. I'm thinking. But I'm like the Scarecrow right now." "Yeah. Look. What doctor do we trust? Doc Dad. What doesn't he know? And Doc Mom? At least by phone they can talk to Jenna's dad. She can't be hit by him dead one morning when she wakes up." Paige threw her arms around him. "Of course! I knew there was a reason I love you! Doc Dad - and Mom. Look, let me finish with JM. Call our Doc parents. Tell them what you told me. Advice. " "I'm calling now." Mason gave Paige a squeeze. "Doc Dad. Hi. Good afternoon. She's fine. Yeah, the twins are too. Eating solid food, crawling, crapping. Yeah. Look, there's a big problem with Jenna and we need your advice and maybe Doc Mom's as well. "It seems that Sam is mostly sleeping with Bill, Jenna's dad. He's sort of ignoring both Jenna and Sammie. Yeah, it doesn't sound like him, but there's a reason. Bill's dying of lung cancer and he doesn't want Jenna to know! Yeah, we think that's foolish, too. Yeah. But any advise? What should we do? Uh huh. Yeah. Thanks. " "Tell Doc Dad that I love him. And Doc Mom, too," Paige said. "He loves you too. And he wants you to kiss the twins for him and George." "Tell him I will. But equally! " "Thanks again, DD. Yeah, we'd like to see you guys too." Mason turned off the phone. "Okay, he says Jenna has to be told. Sam is probably not doing much good and could be actually hurting Bill if they're having sex too much, especially if Bill is the active partner. What he suggests is that we invite Sam and Jenna over for dinner with Sammie. We can get one of our folks or Yvonne or Marsha to drive them over and drive them back to Bill's. His other suggestion is to ask Jenna to come here for awhile and then invite Sam over for dinner. " In any event, after dinner we tell Jenna - maybe get Sam aside and get him to tell her. Doc Dad says that hiding impending death is not that rare. It's sort of a way to pretend it's not going to happen. " "Okay. Sounds good Mason. Let's do that." Suddenly the sound of loud pounding came from the apartment door. "What?" Paige said and rushed to see what was going on. She opened the door to see two seventh grade boarding girls, Sallie and Becky standing in the doorway, their faces looking like they were about to cry. "What is it girls? The sign says `unless you're bleeding.' I don't see any blood!" "But we are, Paige. Look on the floor!" Becky wailed. Paige looked down and between the bare feet of each girl was a small amount of blood. "Oh. Come in girls. You don't have teen tampons in your room? You're supposed to have some." "But, . . . but, Paige. We never have before!" "OH! Mason, get the mop, dampen it and mop up any and all blood between the apartment and both rooms where Sallie and Becky are. I'm sure their room mates are about useless. I'm getting two tampons. Be quick." "Yes, Boss Lady," Mason said and vanished to get the job done as Paige went to her dresser and got out two teen tampons and gave one to each girl. She coached them through getting it out and inserting it. Okay, Sallie and Becky, guess what?" The two shook their heads. "You aren't little girls any more. Yeah, you both are getting your boobs and the other stuff. But they call this your menarche. You are officially a real young lady now." "But.. my hymen.." Becky sniffed. "Best I know, it's still there. It takes a penis - or a horseback ride, or something like that to tear it. Have you forgotten what I, at least, said at the beginning of the school year?" "Uh, yeah. I guess we sort of forgot. I mean we were talking and suddenly Becky looked down and said `I'm bleeding. And you are, too.'" Paige gave each girl a hug. "Okay, both of you, go on down to the clinic and see the nurse. If you don't have any teen tampons in your room, she'll give you some, enough until tomorrow. Then when the bookstore is open, go buy a box. You can probably split it, but your own is best. If Michael or Larry start teasing you, either tell me or Mason or just send them down to the apartment. We'll have them on twin cleaning detail for a week." She gave each girl another hug and sent them on their way, much happier then when they arrived. The next evening as the dormies and a few day students; the counselor staff, and a few other staff or faculty prepared to eat supper in the caf, Ms. Anderson stood up and rang her bell for silent attention. "I just want to congratulate seventh graders Sallie Johnson and Becky Grier for their joint menarche yesterday. Welcome to the ladies' guild, newest members!" There was a spatter of applause, all from females and quizzical look on most boys' faces. Then Sallie raised her hand. "Yes, Sallie?" "Ms. Anderson can I say just a little?" Paige saw what appeared to be a slight blush. "Sure, Sallie. What is it?" "Well both Becky's folks and mine were a bit worried that our counselors were both students, and sophomores at that. But they are both great. When we knocked on their door yesterday we were both scared. But Paige took care of us at once and Mason took care of the mess. I'm just glad I'm a seventh grader so I can have them again next year. "And I also want to thank my room mate Mike and Becky's roomie Larry for not teasing us or anything, Paige and Mason were worried they might. But they didn't. So thanks to our room mates and our counselors. Becky and I appreciate it." Of course the high schoolers sort of nodded their heads, but 7/8 started to really applaud until Ms. Anderson had to ring her bell. "That's high praise. " She smiled, then laughed a bit. "Maybe all the counselors need three wacks before they become counselors!" Obviously the story of Paige's three sacks had not faded as almost all the students and some of the staff and faculty began to laugh. One disguised voice called out, "It helps if you're five feet tall and can throw a varsity tackle over your shoulder." More laughter, of course. Then Mike raised his hand. "Yes, Mike?" said Ms. Anderson. "I just want to say that I don't think Larry and I would have teased Sallie or Becky. We both have older sisters. But we both knew what would happen if Paige or Mason found out. They're about as fair as they can be, but Paige told me once she learned some stuff from her father who was a military school cadet. " Again some laughter. One of the other student counselors, for freshmen and sophomores called out," Yeah, Paige. Thanks for the tips." "That reminds me. I need to send you my bill!" Paige replied. "Ooops. Miss JM wants supper. Excuse me while I moo." * * * * * * * * A week later Sam, Jenna, and Sammie came into Paige, Mason, and the twins' apartment to find both twins crawling around the room. Jenna put Sammie on the floor, whose head kept following the almost random crawling twosome. "Watch where you step," Mason cautioned. "That smells wonderful, Mason. What is it?" "Well, Paige may correct the pronunciation, but it's Boeuf a la Burgundian. The water is coming up for the noodles and the petite pois are ready to be nuked. Mom and I did the stew at home - we're just heating it up - but Dad would not let me have a bottle of wine to serve with it! " "Just as well. I'd hate to see us all kicked out, and me a senior," Sam said. "And you have two nursing mothers, dear one," Paige said. The others laughed at that while she put iced tea and milk on the table as Mason loaded the plates. Some forty minutes later, with a break for nursing three, they looked over empty dirty plates. "That was good, Mason," Jenna said. "I didn't know guys could cook." Paige smiled. "He's good for a few things still." Mason smiled. "Okay, Sam. I think it's your show." Sam looked at Paige. "Thanks, cousin," and turned to Jenna. "I know you think I've acted like an ass the last few weeks or so. Well, I have, but for a reason. I'm breaking a promise here, but Paige and Mason - and Doc Dad as you call him, have convinced me I need to break that promise, "Jenna, you know I love you. You know that your Dad and I have had a physical and emotional relationship for a month or so and you've been out of the picture for the most part. He told me something and asked that I not tell you. Up until now, I've done what he asked and I've tried to help him out. But that has hurt you." Sam got up and put his arms around the still seated Jenna, "Dear one. Your dad has lung cancer. He's terminal. In fact, there's a nurse with him now. He's already on heavy pain medication. He didn't want you to know. I'm sorry." Jenna let out a shriek and then stuffed her hand in her mouth to quiet it. "Damn!! Why didn't he want me to know?" "We talked to Docs Dad and Mom. They think that perhaps if you didn't know, he could think he wasn't as sick as he is, Makes sense to me. You know, `hear no evil'? " Paige put her hand on Jenna's shoulder. "Mason and I both think you're better knowing this now then finding him .... not here without you knowing it. You know, I have an aunt whose husband died in his sleep when they were on vacation - in Europe! " Jenna's eyes showed some moisture. "So what should I do? " "Go to your dad. Tell him you know. Tell him we told you. He may reject Sam. It may be it's about time for him to have a hospice nurse all the time or go to a hospice itself. But for you and Sam - you have to connect. And I'm talking to you, too, Sam." "I hear you, Paige. You've always been a little bossy." "A little?" Mason laughed. "Mason and Paige. If it's okay with Jenna, may we borrow your bedroom for awhile? Maybe a half hour or so? " "Yes, my best friends, may we?" Paige threw her arms around Jenna while Mason clasped Sam on the shoulder. "Yes. Of course. And we'll even change Sammie if she needs it." "When she needs it, Mason," Jenna said as she and Sam went into the bedroom and shut the door, "I hope this works," Mason said. "I think it will. We may have to change the bed." "Or just ignore any spots." "Yep. Okay, hear those cries? Cleaning time!" 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. 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