Date: Fri, 22 Sep 2017 22:44:50 -0400
From: steamgene@cox.net
Subject: After the Experiment 11: Melinda's Redemption

			   Melinda's Redemption
				    by
			       Larry Marian

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.


	Paige rolled over as she began to wake up.  Lying on her stomach,
she reached out with her left arm for Paul, but her hand felt the curves of
a naked breast and a nipple.  That brought her awake.  She'd fallen asleep
with Melinda after they had made love to each other.  Oh, God, she thought.
Can I make it to Mason?  She sat up in bed, jumped out quietly, opened the
door to where Mason and Susie slept to see Susie's bare butt in the air and
her face over Mason's groin.  He looked at Paige and waved.  She gave him a
smile, mouthed, "later," to him and walked back to Melinda's room to find
the older girl sitting up in bed.  She walked over and kissed Melinda, who
kissed her back.
	"You want to do something?" Paige asked.  "Susie is taking care of
Mason right now."
	"Taking care of Mason?"
	"Yeah.  His morning wood.  I did it when we were in the experiment
and I mostly still do it.  We'll get together later today."
	"For some chick who's not 13, you do seem to get around.  Like me?"
	"Uh.  Except for the guys in the movies, I've only been with guys I
really like - your brothers and Mason. "
	"Yeah.  I guess I've done as many guys in one day as you have since
you lost your virginity.  Look, I'm going to Dad's medical supply cabinet.
I need to get some stuff and I know I'm going to need your help.  Okay?"
	"Sure."  With that Melinda got out of the rumpled bed and headed
for the door.  As she walked away, Paige saw another tattoo.  It read "Not
Here" with the arrow point to the older girl's crack. So that's why she was
mad at that guy last night.  He'd wanted to screw her butt and she didn't
do that.  I don't think I'd do that, either.
	Do I need clothes now?  Paige opened the door and looked out.  At
once she saw Paul walking back to "their" room, as nude as she was.  Just
then Melinda came out of another room with a brown paper bag in her hand.
Melinda began to talk.
	"Hi, Paul.  Good morning.  Look, if you are looking for Paige,
she's in my room.  We had a long conversation last night and we just fell
asleep.  She's fine."
	"Conversation?  What kind of conversation?"
	"Okay, little brother.  I know what you're thinking.  You know me.
Melinda.  The girl who will fuck or suck any guy with a dick.  Yep.  Well,
Paul, prepare to get shocked.  That ain't happenin' no mo'.  And it was
Paige that hit me right between the eyes about what I was doing.  Did we
wind up sleeping with each other?  Yes, Paul.  We did.  And in both
meanings.  But you and Paige did the same thing last night, too.  And I
felt towards her the same way you felt towards her."  With that she put her
free hand on his shoulder and gave him a peck on the cheek.
	She turned back towards her room.  "We'll be down in just a few
minutes.  Paige is going to help me with some stuff and we'll be down."
	She walked in the door and Paige closed it behind her.  Melinda
dumped the contents of the bag on the bed and Paige looked at boxes of
bandages and band aides, flesh colored.  "These can cover my tats until I
can cover them properly.  After that I can look into laser removal.  I
swear the next boy I have sex with will be a boy I want to be with, not
just get my rocks off.
	"I know you're a girl.  A find girl.  I guess I started with you,
and not a boy."
	"Thanks, Melinda.  I'm so happy I could help."
	Melinda began to remove a couple of medium bandages from their
boxes.  "Think these will cover the tats between my boobs and over my
twat?"  she asked.  "Of course, I should use the polite words.  I guess
I'll have to remember them."  She laughed.
	Paige took the flesh colored bandages and placed them over the two
big tattoos, then helped Melinda cover the small ones below the older girls
areolas.  "Don't forget the one over your butt," she said.
	"Yeah.  I told that guy last night I didn't do that, but he tried
to force me.  He actually hit me. "
 "That's rape."
	"Sweetie, with my reputation, they could film it and no local jury
would convict the guy."
	"Oh.  So sad.  And you are so beautiful, really.  Uh.  May I ask?
What size are your boobs?  I'm only a 30 B."
	Melinda grinned.  Try 36 B.  But you're still 12 and I'm 17.  You
have the one over my butt?"
	"Yeah."  Melinda turned around.  "Of course you look like you got
hit by a saw or something."
	"This will do.  This is good bye to all that advertisement.  Shall
we go?"  With that they left the room, went down the long hall and then
down the steps.  "Hi, everybody," Melinda called and adults and kids alike
turned.
	"Melinda.  What's with the band aides," Doctor Mom said.
	"Mom.  First I want to say I'm sorry.  I don't know how it clicked,
but Paige said a few things to me last night. I've been a real bitch -
sorry Mom for the non-science - but I'm gonna change.  The band aides are
to cover my tats.  All of them," and she slowly twirled around.  Paige and
I are going to use make up to cover them until I can start getting laser
removal of all of them.
	"And I'm not going to... be promiscuous like I was.  I'll find a
nice boy I like.  Sure, we'll sleep together.  Heck, everybody in this
house sleeps with somebody else.  You, Dad, the boys, even Susie now.  But
you guys like the person you're with.  I want to do the same thing."
	Doctor Mom stood up and rushed to Melinda and hugged her.  "Oh,
Darling.  I've been waiting for you to say that for three years!  I just
hope you can keep that promise."  She blinked back a few tears of joy.  So
did Melinda.
	"Thank Paige, too, Mom.  Dad.  She made something click. "
	Doctor Dad went up to Melinda and put his hand on her shoulder.
Paige noted his hand was far away from Melinda's breast.  "Welcome home,
Dear," he said quietly.
	"Glad I'm back, Dad.  I will be good. "
	"Okay.  Can we have breakfast now?" George asked.

  * * * * * *
				Saturday Morning

	Later that morning Melinda sat in front of her dressing table as
she read instructions to Paige as Paige applied the foundation layer over
the tattoos on her cleavage and breasts.  Susie hovered in the background
watching the process.
	"Melinda, I just don't see why you did this.  I'd never do that for
Jason OR Mason.  "  She stopped.  "I never thought that my two guys have
almost the same name.  That's funny."
	"It is.  Susie, I did it because I wanted to have sex with boys.
Any boys.  I didn't care.  I was ashamed and I think I was punishing
myself.  I want to find a boy who wants me for me.  Not for my tits and
pussy."
	"You mean breasts and vagina?"
	"Well, that's what I should say.  But for the last three years boys
weren't after me for me, much less my breasts and vagina.  They just wanted
to screw.  No love.  Just sex.  Nothing you want to do Susie.  For right
now, you stick with the two you have made love with.  Okay?
	"That's the nicest thing you've said to me since you were 12,"
Susie cried.  "Oh, Melinda, I love you!" and rushed for her older sister.
Paige blocked the way.
	"Susie.  Don't mess what I've done."  Paige realized how army she
sounded.  "Please.  This is a lot of work."
	"Oh.  I'm sorry Paige."
	"Okay Melinda.  Don't figit for a minute."
	"Okay, Paige.  You think this powder matches my skin the best?"
	"Well, this skin.  When we get below the waist line, it might be a
bit different.  You seem to have plenty."
	"Yeah."
	There was a knock on the door.  "Come in," Melinda called and Mason
entered the room.
	"Ah.  Everybody I wanted to talk to.  Look, Susie, I don't want to
disappoint you, but could maybe you sleep here with Melinda and let Paige
and I sleep together.  We haven't since we've been here."
	"Great idea.  Look, Susie.  You call up Jason and see if he can
come over.  If he can, I'll drive you over to pick him up, we bring you
home, and you two go up to your room and shut the door.  How does that
sound?"
	"Uh.  Well, as long as I get to see Jason.  Uh, that means that
anybody not in their room has to get dressed.  Jason's not ready to see a
bunch of bare ass kids in the house."
	"I'm sure," Paige said. "I remember waking up and freaking out,
first that I was naked, and then Jenna, and then Mason.  Wow."  She
laughed.
	Just then Melinda's phone rang.  She picked it up, looked at it,
then put it to her ear.  "Hello."  "Yeah.  I know you."  "No."  "Not then
either.  In fact, never again.  Yep.  Nope.  Look, I said, no.  Never
again.  In other words, get lost.  Bye."  She grimaced.  "Well, I figured
this would happen."
	"Some guy calling?" Paige asked.
	"Yep.  Has a van with dark windows.  Bed in it.  Wanted to come
here and pick me up in 15 minutes and go to the old mall parking lot.  Not
again.  I've done that before."
	Mason grimaced.  "I...I think this might get rough Melinda.  I've
got your back for what it's worth.  I mean, I'm just 13.  Don't think I
could beat up a senior.  But I'll support you."
	"You know, kids.  I'm really growing to like you.  Okay, Paige.  I
think spray is next.  Then I wait for it to dry and we move on.  Front or
back?"
	"Front."
	"Okay.  I think I need to turn around for this one. "
	"Yeah.  And stand for the last."
 "That's what I had to
do when it got put on.  Damn if I know why a guy wants to screw a girl's
butt.  A boy's I could understand, but not a girl's."
	"I agree," Paige said.

	                                 Saturday Afternoon

	Susie and Jason walked into the house, followed by Melinda wearing
a low cut top that showed clear skin at her cleavage.  Susie grabbed
Jason's hand and pulled him to the stairs.  Paul looked up and puckered his
lips until he felt a smack on his back from George.  "Don't make Susie look
stupid."
	Susie opened the door, and she followed Jason in.  The door closed.
	Two hours later the door opened and Jason walked out.  "Jason.
Come back," Susie said loudly.  With a look of surprise on his face he
returned and the door closed.
	Jenna looked up from the scrabble board.  "What was that all
about?"
	"Jason's t-shirt was inside out and backwards," Paige said.  How's
that explained to regular parents? "  Jenna laughed.

				Monday afternoon

	Melinda came into the house after school, with George and Paul
trailing behind her.  Paige looked up from a computer screen, paper, pens,
and such scattered around her.  The fact that she was nude and the other
three dressed didn't bother her at all.  "Jenna.  Mason.  They're here!"
she called and moments the other two came out, Mason with a pen over one
ear, but nothing else except flops, with Jenna the same way, but with a
pencil.
	"You guys left for school and what happens?  The computer starts
spitting out class work for us.  You'd think that three kids in the 8th
grade would be working on the same stuff.  But no."  Paige shook her head
at the lack of logic in the school system.
	"So you have school work?"
	"Yep," Mason said.  Each of our schools has sent us a month's worth
of work.  But I know we won't be here a month."  He grimaced.  "Or I don't
think we will.  But I can't say I want to leave.  My folks are great, but
Mom and Dad Doc are fantastic. "
	"I hope so.  I want them to go to the school with me.  I am
so... pissed!"
	"Oh Melinda said a bad word," Jenna said, but smiled.
	"You haven't heard me use bad words," Melinda said.  `Look, I've
been driving George and Paul to school.  I let Paul out at the middle
school and then go to the high school and park.  So before last week, some
guy might come up to me after George had left and we'd go somewhere quick.
Even a car."
	"This was to keep from making us feel bad about our sister the
whore," George said and Paul nodded his head. "Not that it did Melinda any
good, but guys didn't bother us, other than to maybe ask for Melinda's
phone number, which I gave them.  I always said something like.  `No idea
why you want to talk to her.  She's a real pain in the butt boss.'"
	"But this time I didn't think and parked without letting George out
first." Melinda continued.  "So we get out and three guys come up, two
seniors and a junior.  All football players.  They aren't even subtle.
`Hey, Melinda.  We got us a van in the next row.  Got tinted windows.  Got
25 minutes to the warning bell.  Got enough time for a suck and a fuck for
us if we book. Let's go.'
	"Now, I'd been with each one of those guys at least twice and a
couple of times with two of them together.  So they were shocked when I
said, `Guys.  No.  Not this morning.  Not tomorrow.  Not next week.  No.`
They were floored.  In fact George and I got past them and were moving away
when they came out and started shouting at me.  I lost my cool, turned,
gave them the finger and said, `It's over.  Tell any guy.  Melinda is not
putting out any more for just any boy.  Zip it up or go into a stall and
beat off.'  Just then one of the football coaches comes around the last car
and the three turn and head to past some cars headed towards school.  Coach
looks around a bit, then comes over."
	"`Let me walk you into the building,' he said."
	"Well, there were some more comments from boys.  I admit, some of
them I'd been with several times at school and off.  In their house.  In
ours.  Other places.  But each time my message was `no more.` I sorta knew
this was going to happen.  I just didn't realize they would be such
assholes about it. "
	Mason looked at her.  "Well, I think I'd rather do school work here
then put up with that crap. "
	"What crap?" Doctor Mom said at the door.
	"Mom.  My past is coming back to haunt me.  Three guys actually
suggested we go to a van and have intercourse before school with George
right there."
	"Isn't that common?"
	"No, Mom.  Coming up and asking me was.  But never with George or
Paul around.  Everybody played like they had no clue.  Of course they did.
But no guy came up when one was around.  In fact, normally I let them out
before I parked. "
	"Okay.  I'm headed for the school first thing.  I'm going to drive
you and the boys.  I'll talk to the principal."  She put her hand on
Melinda's shoulder.  "Dear.  Let's go to your room.  We have some things to
discuss before I talk to the principal."

				Tuesday After School

	When George, Paul, and Melinda walked into the house the next
afternoon, followed by Doctor Mom, they were silent.  At three keyboards,
Jenna, Mason, and Paige looked up at their clothed friends and "mother."
"I'm getting comfortable," Doc Mom said, headed for the stairs and she was
followed by her three oldest.
	Five minutes later they were all down, all nude.  Melinda held out
her arms and slowly turned around.  "Anybody see a tat?" she asked, which
was greeted by a chorus of "nos."
	"Okay, kids.  I think all of you need to hear this, even if half of
you don't go to either school.  You may hear something in the future
outside of school.  I strongly believe that Melinda has made a sharp
reversal and I want my older daughter to go the new way.  First, George.
I'd like to hear what happened today and what you thought. "
	George looked at his mother, slumped his shoulders, and then stood
up.  "I guess I'll take it like a man, Mom," he said to begin.  "So, Third
Block had just started.  That's Differential Equations for me, and the PA
came on full force.  It was Mr. Jones - the principal for my new sisters
and brother - oops - maybe I shouldn't call you that."
	"Maybe my third cousin, George.  That's okay with me," Paige said.
The others laughed.
	"So this is what he said, sort of. `Teachers.  No matter what you
are doing now.  Release all sophomore, junior, and senior boys to report to
the auditorium at once.  Stay at your door to insure they head towards the
auditorium at once.  Take control of all tests and such until the boys
return - if they return during your block.  All planning block male
teachers report to the auditorium and female teachers to the halls.
	"This needs to be done at once. "  George grinned.  "I'll tell you.
There was chaos.  But they got us all into the auditorium and seated and
Mr. Jones came out on stage with a hand mike.
	"`He said something like this. `Young men.  I've just had a long
conversation with a very important doctor who happens to be the mother of a
student we have here.  I'm going to be very blunt in the next few minutes.
Don't risk suspension or worse just to be cute.  Remember.  I was once 17
and in high school.  I raised two sons through being a male teen.  Some of
you will want to make comments.  Don't.` I'll tell you there was some
shuffling of feet.  I heard `Melinda` several times as if they'd figured
out the problem.
	"I've known for some time that there is a female student here who
has been, shall we say `very friendly.' "  There was a roar of laughter
from the boys.  Suddenly one boy yelled `Melinda Jefferson.  She'll suck or
fuck anything with a hard dick."  There was total silence and Coach
Williams yelled.  "Bobby Jones get your sorry ass over here right now."
Bobby got up and started worming his way through the seats towards the
aisle towards Coach Williams.  He didn't yell again, but he said loudly
enough for every guy to hear him.  "But it's true, Coach.  Just last week I
asked her and she...."
	"The principal cut in with, `Bobby, you just earned five days OSS.'
So Bobby turned to the principal and said, `But free speech.  It's true.
Any guy here will tell you..'  `It's not free speech, Bobby.  It's
disruption and insubordination.  Didn't I warn you about being cute?  And
one minute later you were.  Coach, escort Bobby to ISS until we can do the
suspension papers.  Thank you.'  It was total silence while Coach led Bobby
out.  He wasn't loud any more, but he sure was talking to Coach.
	"So he continued.  `Well, Bobby is right.  Melinda Jefferson.
Boys, she's not to be bothered.  Do NOT accost her or make suggestions.  I
don't care what you may have done with her before.  It's not going to
happen on these school grounds again.  Period.  It should not happen off
school grounds.  And remember, fellas, school grounds begin when you walk
out of your house in the morning and ends when you walk into your house
after school.
	"`I don't care what you may have done with the young lady in the
past.  She doesn't want it and you are not to suggest it.  Period. ` A hand
raised in the middle of the auditorium.  `You have a question?` "Yes, sir.
Do you have an idea how many boys have been with Melinda?` "I have a good
idea.  But let's see.  Alright, if you have in any way been .... overly
friendly with Melinda... raise your hand.` I looked around.  There had to
have been at least a third, maybe half of the hands going up.  Probably
almost all of the seniors, most of the juniors, some of the sophomores, and
maybe a few freshmen.  I knew she'd been with a lot, but even that
surprised me. "
	Melinda said quietly.  "That's right.  A lot."  Her mother hugged
her.
	"Well, that's over four years. "
	"Yes, Mom.  Four years."
	George waited for the two to finish and then said, "So the
principal said,`Okay, boys.  That's what I suspected.  Put your hands down.
Now I have to warn you.  Like always, this assembly is being taped.  Now
security cameras have some very interesting shots over the years.  If you
did not raise your hand but you might be the subject of some of those
shots, raise your hand.  Better to do it now than to be in my office
later. ` I guess maybe ten more hands came up.
	"` Okay.  I don't know why the sudden change in heart with Melinda,
but it's sincere.  I talked with her myself.  Do not approach her with a
request for a repeat performance of anything.  And boys, I know all the
ways to ask or suggest.  Don't use them.  Talk to her nicely.  Do you
understand me? And not about sex.  Not about gerbils having sex.` The guys
laughed at that one.  I looked around at some of the guys I was sure had
sex with Melinda and they looked shook.  `Okay.  Quietly back to your
classes. ` And everybody got up quietly and filed out. "
	Melinda said, "I didn't get a single proposition all day.  No
comments. "
	"Uh, Melinda we had a boy's assembly, too."
	"Oh," she said.
	"It sounded like George mentioned.  It was just seventh and eighth
grade, but the principal did ask if any boy had been with Melinda.  About
ten boys did raise their hands.  They were all in the eighth grade but one.
A couple looked real smirkey.  I'd like to punch the crap out of them. "
	"Thanks, Paul," Melinda said softly.
	"Okay.  Let's have dinner.  I know I want a glass of wine with
mine," Doctor Mom said.
	After dinner was quiet for an hour or so as seven students did home
work.  As it ended, and not at the same time, Melinda went and had a
whispered conversation with Susie.  At first Susie looked upset, but then
smiled and nodded her head.  As the kids finished, they drifted back to
games with Paige playing chess with Mason, while George, Paul, Jenna, and
Susie played Black Jack and Melinda worked on Sudaku.
	At a pause, Susie went and whispered into Mason's ear and she and
Melinda headed upstairs.  There was a bit of paper, scissors, rock between
Jenna, George, and Paul, which left George to shrug his shoulders and make
a phone call.  Then the room began to empty until George was left until the
door bell rang.  He answered it to see a teen girl there who didn't seem a
bit surprised about his being nude.  In fact, as they climbed the stairs to
the bedrooms, she began removing her blouse.
	In Melinda's room, she and Susie had pushed the two beds together
and the two girls, 17 and 11 lay there under the light of one low bedside
table lamp.  Melinda lay on her side, her head propped up by her arm while
Susie lay on her stomach, heer head turned towards her older sister.
	"Look, Susie.  I want you to promise me something.  Something
really important, okay?"
	"What, Melinda?  It sure shouldn't be about not messing with boys.
I like Jason and Mason a lot.  I like being with them.  I like what we do
together. "
	"I know that, sweetie.  First, for the near future at least, you
must never, ever let Jason know about Mason.  Maybe in awhile.  Maybe after
Mom and Dad talk to him.  But we live differently.  You've already heard.
If Jason's folks learned that the two of you have had sex, have made
love,and that our folks knew about it, well, there'd be hell to pay.
	 I know. I won't tell him.  I know it would hurt him.  I'm just not
real sure why Paige is okay with me and Mason doing it when they are
engaged.  Are they engaged?"
	"I don't really know.  Mom's already flat out said no engagement
ring.  But here's the deal.  You have two great friends who are boys, Jason
and Mason.  You don't need to mess around with other boys just cause it
feels good.  Let them take care of your needs.  Don't do what I've done.
	"I can't tell you how ashamed I am of what I've done the last three
years.  You're 11 and you've made love with two nice boys.  When I was 13
I'd had sex with over 100 boys - and I didn't know who some were.  If Mom
and Dad weren't part of the Organization, I could have gotten pregnant
several times and maybe caught some STDs.  I don't want that happening to
you.
	"So, Susie.  I really love you and I'm sorry about the bitch I've
been.  I want you to kiss Paige and thank her.  Who knows?  You may want to
love her too.  I know I do."
	"Did did you and Paige... er... sleep together last night?"
	"Yes.  We did.  And we made love.  Paige made love to me after
making love with Paul for some time.  She knew I needed it.  Now good
night, Susie."  She leaned over and kissed her younger sister's forehead.
	"Good night, Melinda. I love you."

					Wednesday After School

	"Hi, Mom," Melinda said, following her younger brothers.  "Hi,
guys.  Still doing school work?"
	"We're almost caught up.  School okay today?" Paige asked, looking
up from the computer screen.
	"Pretty much.  One little incident. "
	"Jacob Smith.  That kid is as dumb as a post.  If he weren't a
great guard, he'd still be in elementary school.  Coach Randolph heard him.
He's out for two days.  Suspended from practice for a week.  That got the
guys talking.  Anybody who asked me, I told them `If you value your life,
leave Melinda alone," George said.
	"Thanks George."

					The following Friday.

	"I haven't had sex in almost two weeks."
	"You don't have to starve yourself, Melinda."
	"Thanks, Mason.  I don't know if that is a new come on or not.  I'm
getting by."
 "Melinda.  Mason and I have been mean to Susie.
I'm sure she'd love to sleep with Mason if you want to sleep with me. "
	"Oh, Paige. I love you!"  There was a pause.  "And you aren't a
boy!"
	"Nope.  And I'm growing the boobs to prove it."

					One week later
	"I had four boys talk nicely to me.  There's a new guy.  They put
him in two of my classes.  He has a seat next to mine in one and behind me
in the other.  His parents are in the Organization.  His name is Francis.
He seems nice. "
	"I'll see if I can find him. "
	"Thanks, George.  By the way.  No boy sex still. "
	"Uh, If that's a hint, I can tell George to call up that girl."
	"Oh, Jenna.  You're an angel!"
	"Jenna.  An angel?  What do you think of that, Paige?
	"Be nice, Mason or you sleep on the floor tonight.  And remember.
Jason is sleeping in the guest bedroom on the other side of the house from
Susie. "
	"I'm going to miss you guys."
	"Paul's getting sentimental! "
	"Shove it, Mason."

					Francis

	"Mom.  I'd like Francis to come to dinner with us tomorrow.  He'd
stay here overnight."
	"You sure, dear?"
	"Yes, Mom.  Yes.  He was so polite when he asked.  He wants to
bring you and Dad some really great wine.  And I said we could cook him a
French dinner maybe for when Paige, Jenna, and Mason leave. Do you know how
to make bÅ"uf bourguignon?  He has the wine for it.  He says it's not
great, but a decent Mercury.  Isn't that in thermometers? "
	"I've done it.  It's been years.  That wine is from an area called
Mercury.  Yes.  We'd be delighted for him to come to dinner tomorrow.
Shall I tell everybody to dress?"
	"No, Mom.  He said he's only worn a swimming suit once in his life.
I told him I thought my new sisters and brother would like him.  I'm going
to miss them."
	"They are here until next Saturday.  I think we will see them
again."
	The next evening the bell rang and Melinda wearing shorts and a
loose top answered the door while everybody else stayed out of the way.
Out of character, the kitchen door was closed, as was the family room door,
so nobody saw Melinda put the bag on the table and then led Francis up the
stairs and down the hall to her room with Paige knew now had beds joined
together as one.
	Some twenty or so minutes later, Paige and Mason sat on a couch,
looking towards the balcony and the stairs, while George, Paul, Susie and
Jenna continued a three day long Monopoly came.  Paige could see Doctor Mom
in the kitchen and Doctor Dad setting the table for ten.  Doctor Mom wore
an full apron and Doctor Dad a waist length one.  The kids were all nude.
	"Susie.  Yes.  For the I don't know how many times, your chest is
not flat under your nipples," Paul said.
	"Even my mother wouldn't have bought me a bra for those, Susie.
They are a sign of things to come.  When I met Paige, hers were about the
size you have now.  Now look at her four months later."
	"Be nice, Jenna.  Oh, look.  Here they come!" Paige said while she
shook off Mason's arm to stand up.  Melinda and Francis came out of her
room, with Melinda on Francis' arm, both of them proudly nude.  Paige noted
that Melinda's pubic hair, which had begun to grow out of the come hither
look she had given it to one little line above her outer lips and nothing
else.  She also noticed that both faces were a bit flushed.  Okay, they had
not been been reciting sonnets for the last twenty minutes; they'd been
experiencing them.  Good for Melinda, she thought.  Francis seemed a nice
guy.
	Doctor Mom came out of the kitchen, wiping her hands on a towel.
"Francis, so nice to have you here for dinner.  Melinda says some very nice
things about you.  You are most welcome.  I'm afraid the bÅ"uf
bourguignon will have to wait for another time as we do not have a proper
wine to serve with it.  However, I'm fixing a typical American guest dinner
- spaghetti and meat balls and a tossed salad with pound cake for dessert.
I know we will see you here often."  With that she put her hands on his
shoulders.
	"Madam, I understand.  I must apologize, but my father was just
today able to give me some of our wines to have with another dinner.  I
hope Melinda will favor me again allowing me to be here.  Shall I bring
those wines?  My father says that they really should rest a week before
being drunk.  Especially the reds."
	"Francis, I'm not going to check your driver's license.  I'm sure
you're used to having wine with dinner.  Perhaps we can bend some rules and
some may have some more or less wine," Doctor Dad said with a smile.
	Paige smiled.  What would her mother say about this?  Two nude
adults, four nude boys, her daughter and two other teen girls were all in
the buff, and an 11 year old kept telling the world that her nipples were
now on top of teeny tiny tensy mounts.  Then there was the knowledge that
she was going to be joined in bed by one of the boys after he said good
night to the 11 year old, the two oldest teens would go back to the girl's
room for the night with the blessings of her parents, and the other two
boys and the remaining girl would go back and forth until the girl went to
sleep with one of them.
	In any event, the dinner was a success.  The kids had fun watching
Melinda teach Francis to twirl spaghetti.  The wine tasting had mixed
results.  Jenna almost spat it out.  Susie had a small sip in her glass and
chased it with a large gulp or two of milk.  George and Melinda acted like
they drank wine every day, while the other three tasted it and said it was
"okay."
	After dinner many hands got the dining room cleaned up, the dish
washer loaded, pots and pans washed, and the washer started.  Suddenly, as
aprons got removed and hung up, yawns began to appear on young faces,
especially Susie.  She kissed her parents good night and climbed up the
stairs, to turn and look back at Mason, who gave Paige a quick kiss and
followed Susie up the stairs to her room and the door closed behind them.
Ten minutes later, Melinda led Francis up the stairs and as they rose on
the stairs, so did Francis' penis until as they walked down the hall, he
was at full mast to the smiles of all the kids.  "Have fun," George called.
	"George, don't be rude," Doctor Mom said.
	"Come on, Paul.  Let's go," Jenna said.  "See you in the morning,
George."
	"I guess I might as well go to bed - alone," George said.  Paige
glanced at him.
	An hour later Paige lay in bed when Mason entered.  "How's Susie?"
she asked.
	"Happy and fine.  She's asleep now with Bunny."
	"Good.  You know we've done a three way with Jenna quite a few
times, one way or the other.  How'd you like to go ask George if he'd like
to do a three way with us?  You can love me doggie style while I suck him.
Maybe you guys can switch over?  What do you think?"
	Mason looked startled for a moment and then said, "You get ready.
I'll go get George."  Paige smiled.  Anticipation and some lube had worked
its wonders.  She pulled back the covers, turned over, and got on her hands
and knees facing the foot of the bed.  She smiled a minute later when
George walked in, very hard,, smiling as Mason followed him.  "Hi, George,"
she said as he walked up to her and Mason climbed onto the bed behind her.
"Mason and I have never done a three way with another guy.  Glad you're the
first."  She smiled, easing her mouth open.

					The Next Morning

	The next morning, Doc Mom stood at the stove wearing her full
length apron, with Jenna at her side wearing a smaller version while Paige
fed bread into the toaster without an armor.  An equally dressed Susie put
out butter, syrup, and jams, while the three boys set the table.  Doc Dad
worked on juices and the coffee.  Just as everything was ready, Francis and
Melinda came out of her room, holding hands. They stopped in the middle of
the balcony.
	"Mom, Dad, brothers and sisters, both flesh and spirit.  Francis
and I have something to announce."
	"You two are going to clean up after breakfast," Paul shouted up to
them.
	"We will.  We'd be happy to.  But this is more important.  First of
all, I want everybody here to know that for four weeks I have not gone back
on my word.  Now Francis and I have made love as a couple.  I swear I will
refuse anybody but Francis as long as he supports my efforts.  The
exception includes my three new friends and Francis agrees.
	"Please help me in my recovery."
	"Hurrah for Melinda," Mason shouted.
	"You two come down.  I'm about to cry into the scrambled eggs, Doc
Mom said.


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