Date: Fri, 16 Feb 2018 08:19:41 -0500 (EST) From: E MOSER Subject: After the Experiment: Monkey See; Monkey Do #34 After The Experiment: Monkey See; Monkey Do # 34 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 Paige and Mason walked down the hall to the room they shared with Jenna on a rotating basis. "Mason, remember, we're being paid to watch Pat and Shirley. We find that assignment sheet and get back to work on homework. Now if you want to move back to our room to work, fine. But anything else comes later, when it's just us. And when we don't have to worry about possible spies - like Pat used to do." "Okay, Paige. I wasn't trying to duck out. We have all night. Oops. Why is Pat's door shut? It's supposed to be open, right?" "They were outside on the swings 20 minutes ago, " Paige responded. "Did they slip past us?" Mason put his ear to the door. "Uh, oh. Shirley. `Yes, Pat. Yes.' Pat `Nice.' I don't think they are swinging on the swings. Your brother dear. I think we need to open the door." "Yep. And that would be me, dear." "Yep." With that Paige opened the door to see two undressed four year olds, their clothes scattered about on the floor. That was not surprising. In fact surprising might really be that there was a sort of pile or two, instead of a trail leading from the back door. What was surprising was that Pat lay on his now "big kids" bed with Shirley rocking up and down on his crotch with his hands around her waist. "Okay, kids. What are you doing?" she asked calmly. "We're playing `Paige and Mason,' Paige," Pat said. "Oh, really. And how did you learn this game?" Mason asked, biting his lip to keep from laughing. "Uh. Me and Shirley watched Paige and you play this game. It looked like you had your pee pee in her wee wee. And later you kissed her wee wee and she put your pee pee in her mouth. It looked like you liked it. But we didn't want to do that. So we just do this horsie ride. So can Shirley be the horsie and me ride her?" The two teens looked each other. Paige choked off her giggle while Mason turned around and clinched his teeth before facing the two kids, both looking totally innocent. "Okay, Pat. Where is your pee pee now?" Paige asked. "It's just there. Not in Shirley's wee wee. It can't." "Well, good," Mason said. "Okay, Shirley, get off of Pat and you two sit on the bed, okay?" Paige said. The two children did as asked. "Mason, go to our room and bring two study chairs, okay? This may be awhile." "Sure, dear." He left and a minute later was back with two of the chairs. Paige swung one back to the kids and sat in it, legs sprawled, and Mason did the same. "Okay. Yell when you need help." "Help!" she said. "Okay. Look, kids. You guys both have a trike, right?" Both of them looked at him and nodded. "They're fun to ride, right?" Again nods. "Okay. What if Paige or Jenna, or I tried to ride one. Could we?" "That's funny, Mason. No," Pat said. "Paige and you are too big!" "Yep. We are. But we can ride our bikes, right. You've seen us. Right?" "Uh huh. And you hold hands. Mommy says that's dangerous and you shouldn't," Pat pointed out. "Yep. And since your mom said that, have you seen us riding our bike and holding hands?" "No, Mason. " "That's cause Mom Jefferson was right. Paige and I were being stupid. Now, you've been in the car when Mommy or Daddy drove, right?" Both kids nodded. "That's true for you, too, Shirley, right?" Again nods. "Would you let Paige or me drive you?" NO! You're too young. Paige isn't big enough. Jenna couldn't drive Mommy's car!" "Yep. Now, what you to did today- oh, have you played `Paige and Mason' before?" Both of the little ones lowered their heads. Finally Shirley said,"Yes." "Okay, I think you know what Mason is saying. You guys are a bit too young. And, how did you learn about this?" Paige asked quietly. "We heard you and peeked in to see what you was doing," Pat replied, his head hanging down. "If the door is closed, what do you do?" she asked. "Leave it closed. But if you cry, open it," Shirley replied. "Yep. Anybody cry?" Paige asked. "You was pretty loud, Paige. We wasn't sure so we peeked," Pat replied. "Oh..." Paige said. "Okay. Kids, look. If my door is closed, and you even think that Mason or Jenna and I are inside, knock. Understand. Knock. Okay? Cross your heart and hope to die?" Pat and Shirley crossed their heart. "Yes," they both said. "But what's wrong with what we was doing?" Shirley asked. Paige and Mason looked at each other. "Well, Shirley. We're both girls, right?" "Uh huh." "Do we look exactly alike? Do you and your mom or my mom or Mason's mom look alike?" "No. You..." "That's okay. How about Mason and your dad and his dad and my dad? And your brother?" "No. Their pee pee is bigger." "Yep. We're older. It's a long time for you guys. And this is stuff that your parents need to talk to you about. But here's the deal. You're sorta trying to ride a two wheel bike. Stay with your trike for now. If the door to Jenna's and my bedroom, or when Sam comes and stays with Jenna, the guest bedroom is closed, don't peek. Knock and wait before entering. I know I love you two very much. "You may not understand this, but Mason, Jenna, and I grew up faster than maybe we should have. I know I don't want you two to do the same. I think Mason feels the same way." "Paige is right. Paige is always right. " His voice lowered to a whisper, "Except how I pee," and he ducked her slap. "You both promise?" Paige asked. "Yes, Paige," they both replied. "Great. So go get clothes on and go swing," Mason said. "Okay. That's really more fun," Pat said. Watching them dress, Mason whispered into Paige's ear. "So what do we tell your parents?" "What do you think we have to? They saw us making love. At least once. We goofed. We have to tell them. I think Mom can do better than we did. But I think we did a good job. "Now, let's get dressed and watch them on the swing set." "Then tell your folks. I think they can talk to Pat and Shirley. But we're going to have to start locking the door, perhaps. " * * * * * * * * * * As dinner ended, Paige turned to her mother. "Mom, Mason and I have to talk to you and Dad about Pat and Shirley. I think we sort of have a confession to make." "Is this life or death?" "No, Mom. But you have to know. " "Okay. Shirley is home. Pat is watching tv. So what's going on?" Mr. Jefferson said. "This afternoon while we were watching Pat and Shirley, they came back inside and went to Pat's room. They undressed. But when we went past Pat's room they were on the bed, with Pat lying down on his back and Shirley bouncing on him. Uh. They apparently opened our door one day and saw us .. uh, making love. Cowgirl style..."
 "Paige, you are blushing," her mother said. "Look, we know full well that you two are having intercourse - making love. I have to tell you that sometimes you are rather loud...but that's okay. But we've been assured that your chances of getting pregnant or having a STD are about nil. And we're also pretty sure that you and Mason don't limit yourself to regular intercourse. We suspect that there is a lot of oral between you and Mason and, of course, you and Jenna." "Uh, how would you know that, Mom Jefferson?" Mason asked. "Because I was a 13 year old girl once myself, Mason." "But Mom, you told Jenna and me that you didn't until you went to the junior senior prom and you were 16." "True. But, I will talk to Pat about how to play with Shirley and how not to. I'll also talk to Shirley's mother. " "Um, Mom Jefferson. Paige may not have noticed, but Pat had an erection." Mom Jefferson laughed. "Pat had one at two months! You probably did too. I just hope you never peed on your mom like Pat did once. That happens to little boys. The trick is to steer them away from masturbating, and, in Pat and Shirley's case, to keep it out of her vagina. "Now let me go talk to Pat. You two get upstairs and homework. And call Jenna and tell her to do hers and stop socializing with Sam. She's home tomorrow, remind her." "Yes, Mom," Paige said as the two headed towards homework. As Paige finished her Algebra II homework and Mason completed his "introduction to German" assignment Pat stopped at the door. "Paige. Mason. Mommy told me to talk to you. Can I come in?" "Sure, Honey," Paige replied. "Oh course, Pal," Mason said. "I'm sorry me and Shirley peeked in your room when you was there with shut door. We won't do it again. Knock. " Paige got up and hugged her younger brother. "That's fine Pat. It's okay. It's just some things are real private. Okay?" "Okay, Paige. We didn't mean nothing." "We know you didn't Pat. Now we have to do something big kids don't like to do. It's called home work," Mason said. "Here, shake hands." Pat went over and shook Mason's extended hand. "Great, Pal." As Pat left Paige looked at Mason. "I'd thought that maybe we should lock the door. But that wouldn't be trust." "You're right. We just have to be smart when Pat is here. Period. " Paige gave him a quick kiss. "Yes. Now, let's get back to that homework." "Ja. Du bist sehr recht!" "I didn't either cook some rat!" Mason laughed at that and reached for his civics assignment. 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.