Date: Fri, 2 Mar 2018 11:06:43 -0500 (EST)
From: E MOSER <steamgene@cox.net>
Subject: François: Christmas Surprises #20

The François stories stem from After the Experiment and are loosely
based on a real situation I was told about many years ago by a woman I
loved dearly.

François: Christmas Surprises #20
by
Larry Marian

Third Concubine Notice

Paige read the e-mail again: To: FairBlond From EbonyLord My darling
Paige. I have news which you will probably consider bad - but that in a
moment. The good news is that my grades continue to be high. I will pass
all my classes unless I bomb an exam, which I will not do. I want you to be
proud of me as I am proud of you.

MaMa is on a rampage about "Colonials" and people who look like them. For
the last month she has pointed out to me that both you and Simone are
either Colonial or part Colonial and it is not seemly that all should be
like that. She has chosen a third concubine - one who is pure African, she
says. I have demanded that this girl - she's sixteen - will be the
last. She reminded me that you were not her choice, though she loves you
greatly. She does not know your feelings towards this custom, though you
know I do! OH, I do!!

I do swear that when I enter the government, I will work to rid the custom
of concubinage as soon as possible, though I will continue to remind you
that the custom does help many poor girls - Simone being an example. A
delicate subject, but we have almost totally eradicated female
circumcision. I'm sure Mason can tell you Simone did not undergo that
ritual and the girl who will be Third Concubine has not been treated so, or
so I demanded that MaMa will insure that is the case. Simone, BTW, sends
her love and respects in that order and is looking forward very much to
seeing you and Mason soon - I seriously think Mason more than you. I
understand that. I know you will work with Simone as I will work with Mason
for the Christmas vacation.

Now, MaMa desires that the girl's ceremony will be the day after Christmas
and the custom is she will be with me for that day and three days after. I
somehow think Mason is going to be very busy.

All my love,François.

"Fuck," Paige said out loud, just like she had the first two times she read
the e-mail.

To: EbonyLord From: FairBlond - My Wonderful François, I know how
formable MaMa can be and I can understand her feelings. One of the things I
never related to you is that when my mom figured out that you and I were
lovers, serious lovers, was her comment that we had to keep her mom from
knowing that you are African and black. So, I guess MaMa and Grams will
never be able to totally talk about us. They are sisters! I know MaMa loves
me dearly - but I also know she compares my skin color to dead fish
bellies! <G>

Now, I wonder, why "the girl"? She has a name, right?"

As far as Simone and I are concerned - and we have been exchanging e-mails
- we want - demand - that other than the four day requirement we have equal
say. I will tell you truthfully, if Simone does not love Mason, then I
don't love you. And if Mason doesn't love Simone, he doesn't love me.

All this - I can't wait to see you again and have you hold me in your
arms. I promise I will not undress you in the baggage room! But I want you
so much. Just like Simone wants Mason. (Don't tell him that - but she
does!)

BTW, you know Desiree has a serious boyfriend - son of a high ranking
official on one of the islands, Carlos. Knowing how much actually sleeping
together can be, I've managed to have them have a night together at Jenna's
dad's apartment. I understand there is a foldout cot in the living room and
Jenna and Sam slept there while Desiree and Carlos had Jenna's (and
Sam's)room.

So, when this girl becomes #3 - do I get another gold chain? I may fly off
to India or something...<g> All my love, Yours, Paige. xoxoxoxo.

To: FB. From EL - Naming the concubine is part of the ritual - and I knew
you would not take a different name and that was one of the reasons our
relationship is still not legal. <g> I can tell you, as the semi-permanent
official First Concubine, that her name will be Monique. Not sure you could
pronounce her tribal name, but she will patch up several quarrels. BTW, she
loves "Monique."

"Yeah, you missed the naming part for Simone. Do you really want to learn a
West African tribal languages? Oh, yes. You will receive a third chain as
well as two small rubies. I have sworn that is enough. Not MaMa, but
Gramma, has five chains with a total five rubies. She also finds ways to
send numbers 3,4,& 5 to bed - as well as the three wives. She likes to play
solitaire on her phone in bed.

Love.

To: as before - this may be interesting. Mom & Dad Doc will be here with at
least Paul and Susie,

I can't wait to be with you again.



Locker Club Progress Report





"I've said we wouldn't have many meetings. This should be the last one for
this year, though not the end of the semester. I think Desiree has some
interesting facts, " Paige said to the eighteen teens, ranging from twelve
to seventeen ranged in a semi-circle.

"First, let's welcome Peter and Marshall. Then I'll explain how they got
here. Guys, would you introduce yourselves, though I know most of you know
them."

"Well, Paige told us what to say. I'm Marshall and a senior at 17. I'd say
I'm 95% straight, though there was an incident at a Boy Scout camping trip
when I was twelve, so given the right circumstances, I might do another
guy. But girls is where I'm at. My girl friend told me it was okay with her
- but she told me that since she's a sophomore, there might be a freshman
or a junior in the Locker Club she might try out. So, Peter."

"Yep, I'm Peter. I'm also a senior and 17. I'm quiet about it, but I'm say,
60% straight. I have a girl friend and a suck buddy. They don't know each
other. I'm an experiment vet - one of the very first I'm told. Oh, neither
my girl friend nor my suck buddy go here, so they don't know anything about
the Locker Club."

"Thanks, guys. Okay, Desiree, if you would like to tell us what is going
on."

"Yes, Paige. I just turned in money to the school book keeper which brings
us up to $2,047.50 to the school and $170.63 to each high school
class. Now, that's from the regular three to the school and one to a class
parts. I've held back $280.00 which comes from the one turned back in by
you guys and from tips and from one other source, which Paige will talk
about next.

"Okay. Marshall and Peter were both clients of mine last year. They
happened to put in slips asking for an afternoon session three weeks ago on
Tuesday. So I gave each a 25 minute window and agreed to meet them. Out of
curiosity, I asked Desiree how busy our three male agents were - I knew
Mason was fairly busy, but it turned out that both Billy and Donavan had
more clients than Mason, and all girls. I also learned something else that
I'll get into in just a bit.

"So on Tuesday I met Marshall first and we talked a bit and after we
finished I told him I had another client and would he wait in the library -
I'd like to discuss business with him. So the same thing happened with
Peter.

"We got to the library and found it rather full. Peter suggested that we go
to his house to learn what I had to say and we did. Here's the gist of
it. They were both interested in joining the staff of the Locker Club. I
told them I'd let them try out, release two new locker numbers and let them
see if they wanted to be voted in as new members.

"Then I asked them about both asked me in the PR. They both asked me if I
wanted them to pull out at the last moment and give me a facial. My
response was to ask why they asked if I WANTED a facial and was told that
it was all the rage at Mary Mont and why didn't I know about it.

"Of course I told them that I am fourteen, my boy friend is fourteen,
neither of us have a driver's license and we depend on our folks and Marsha
for transportation if it's further than a bike ride. So we really don't
have any friends left at Mary Mount and hadn't heard of it. But I asked
Mason, Billy, and Donavan and all three said at least one girl had
requested it. I asked Mason why he hadn't mentioned it to me and he said he
was sure I'd not like the idea.

"So, anyway I asked both Marshall and Peter why girls would like it. A
game, a competition, something a bit strange, normally at a party with
three or four couples, maybe peer pressure - that sort of thing. Then Peter
said he could call his girl friend to come over and they could demonstrate
a facial party if I would participate. Peer pressure, right. So I said yes,
if Peter's girl friend, Melinda is her name, wanted to come. So he called
her and she said she'd be there in fifteen minutes.

"She was there in ten, dressed in shorts and a t-shirt, though with a coat
over it. In the meantime Peter had gotten an old sheet and spread it on the
floor. He introduced Melinda and me and explained the rules to me. I'm not
going to go into them, but it was a race of sorts,

"So we all got nude. Melinda is a junior and she outboobed me. I guess it
was the wildness of the thing, but both guys had boners when they took off
their shorts. Of course, Melinda had Peter and I had Marshall. At go, both
of us started giving head. When the boy was sure he was going to cum in
seconds he was to warn the girl who would then take it out and use her hand
until he came. The boy would video at least parts of it, but especially
from the time he said he was about to.

"I actually wound up sort of liking it. Melinda got hit first, but I got
more on my face and less in my hair.

"So. If you get asked - it's your option to try it. Melinda told me when we
were in the bathroom cleaning up that gay boys were getting into it, too."

"I've heard of that," Nancy said. "Not sure I'd ask for it, but I've got a
Mary Mount friend who says she was at a party where it happened and it was
fun. She warned me to close my eyes or wear glasses."

"Okay. Final thing. Marshall and Peter started the next day, so in two and
a half weeks, the two of them managed to have eleven clients apiece! These
two guys have added $66 to the school and more to each class. Theirs and
the additional funds will go to the school and classes. By the way,
apparently two note givers were seventh graders who wanted a facial! I'd be
careful of that. So - everybody want to welcome the two seniors?"

"Welcome, Marshall and Peter," Mason said and the rest clapped

.

François, Simone, Monique, MaMa and Staff Arrive



Mason and Paige stood side by side, arms around each other looking at the
arrival gate at the TSA check point. Behind them stood Marsha, Mr.and
Mrs. Adams, Desiree, Carlos, and Georges. Along with others waiting for
their traveler or travelers they stood about 25 feet from the gate the
passengers would pass through.

"Only MaMa would find a way for a plane starting in Africa and a plane from
California would get here five minutes apart," Paige said.

"She is remarkable," Mason said.

"I see him," Paige squealed, pressing Mason. With her free arm she pointed
to the black head rising over the passengers ahead of him. Moments later
Simone appeared next to him, holding his hand. Behind her was a teenaged
girl, as ebony as François, then MaMa, followed by three or four
retainers.

As François cleared the gate to the unsecured area of the terminal,
Simone broke free into a run. At the same time, Paige shook off Mason and
ran towards the gate. As they passed each other, they hugged, spun around
and then ran the final distance, Simone throwing her arms around Mason as
Paige jumped into the arms of François. Both males had their face
covered with kisses.

"Enough!!" roared MaMa. "Have you no decency? Do you disgrace this house?
François!! I will not have this display!"

Gently François put Paige down and her at arms length, smiling,
while Mason pulled himself loose from Simone, but took her hand.

"We must collect our luggage," he said. "Et viens, Monique. Vous devez vous
présenter à votre nouvelle soeur. C'est Paige,
l'aîné. Saluez-la avec courtoisie. Annoncez votre nom."

The girl looked at him, a trace of fear in her face and said to Paige:
"SÅ"ur aînée Paige, je suis Monique, et prête pour
votre offre." At that she dropped a curtsey right off a ballroom floor.

Paige held out her hand and said, "Bienvenue, Monique. Notre seigneur a
beaucoup de goût. Tu es belle en effet." to which Monique broke into
a large grin and curtseyed again.

François took her hand. "You are studying French."

"Oui mon amour. Pour toi. Le français est la langue de l'amour. Je
souhaite l'utiliser quand on se fait l'amour." Paige whispered to him.

"Je ne peux pas t'embrasser ici. Pas avec MaMa derrière et les
parents de Mason devant. Mais je vais bientôt quand nous avons la
vie privée," he replied.

"J'espère que la vie privée a des coussins moelleux," Paige
whispered again.

"Ce sera," He said.

"And that's about all I've practiced on, love," Paige ended and took his
hand, following the others to the luggage carousel.

There was a lot of luggage, but a lot of people. Of course MaMa carried
nothing but an ostritge feather fan. There were two limos. MaMa, her staff,
the luggage, and Monique rode in one limo. François and Paige, Mason
and Simone, rode in the other. Mason's parents, sister, and Desiree,
Carlos, and Georges followed in the Adams' SUV. The first thing Paige
noticed was the raised barrier between the driver and the passengers. The
next was a curtain hanging down about half way along the
limo. François took her hand and led her to the very rear, while
Mason and Simone stopped at the curtain. Paige glanced forward as she and
François sat on a seat that was a couch with pillows.

"I don't know how much time we have," he whispered.

"It's at least a half hour to your hotel," Paige whispered back as she
began unbuttoning her blouse. "That's not as much time as I'd like, but
it's enough `till we get in bed together after over three months." Her
blouse off and placed on the rear seat, she reached behind and unhooked her
bra. "You don't see me do this very often, do you?" and grinned as
François pulled off his shoes and began with his shirt.

A minute later the lovers were nude, hugging and kissing while Paige gently
forced François onto his back on the couch. "You've gotten bigger, I
think" as she touched his hard cock's dark purple head. "So, shall we try
for a double header?"

"Double header? I just want you, precious Paige."

"We're wasting time, love. My mouth or my pussy?"

"Your mouth caused us to meet."

"Good," she said and gave the cockhead a long, slow lick before taking it
into her mouth to begin to bob up and down rapidly. Nothing fancy or
slow. She just wanted him to cum fast so there would be time for her to sit
on that cock again.

"Paige. I always let you know before I cum. Do you want me to cum on your
face?"

Paige stopped sucking François' cock. "I haven't tasted your cum
since September. Hell no." With that she took the hard cock back in her
mouth and began to work it again.

Just then Paige heard Mason say, "Not this time Simone." Hmm, she thought,
what's going on? Her rapid sucking seemed to work as she felt the large
cock begin to twitch.

"Any moment, Paige," François said in a normal voice. And the moment
came, filling her mouth with warm semen, causing her to swallow at once to
make room for the second shot, which she swallowed. The third and fourth
came and she swallowed a third time. Then came the dribbles and her last
swallow. She moved up to kiss François and lie beside him so that
her hand found his cock and she played with it as it began to rise almost
at once. She parted a curtain and could tell they were still ten minutes
from the hotel as she eased herself back down on his erect cock and sighed
as it slid into her damp pussy.

"Oh, yes," Simone breathed so Paige knew that they, too had time for both
kinds of lips.

A minute later Paige moaned, "Oh, yes. So long. Yes," as she bounced and
François thrust until she felt the jerk and a new flood of cum
entering her body.

"Oh, Simone. I.." from Mason and she knew that they, too, had finished in
time as she and François scrambled back into their clothes. By the
time the limo stopped all four were dressed and the curtain tied back out
of the way.

With the help of two porters the main party was in the Owner's Suite and
the servants with MaMa were putting things away before going to their own
quarters down the hall. Monique was in her own room, which opened into
MaMa's room and the four went into the second best bedroom. There
François faced the other three. "My friends and loved ones, when we
were here last, I had these chambers and you, Mason had what is actually
the concubines' quarters. This time, I think it proper that you take the
second best bedroom except for the four days after Monique has earned her
status. Is that okay?"

Mason looked at Simone. "Is that alright, Simone?"

"Yes. It is."

"Paige?"

"François, I don't care what the room is, As long as the guy
sleeping beside me is Mason or you, I don't care."

"Well, François, I think that Simone and I will take this room. And
I think it is another example of your nobility, my brother."

"Fine. Let us rearrange luggage at once," François said.

"Can we take the time to get rid of these clothes?" Paige asked.

"That's Paige," Mason said, pulling off his shirt, While the four were
undressing she stuck her tongue out at Mason. Then bags quickly got
assigned to the correct room leaving the four back in the Second Best
Bedroom.

"Okay, guys - I've been told not to refer to François as `boy' any
longer since he's 18 and in college - Simone and I are taking our privilege
and telling both of you to get your butts out of here for awhile. Go watch
some ball game or go play one. We have some girl talk to talk about and we
don't need you two around. So get!"

"But you said we were going to ...."

"I said later, my ebony love. I didn't say how much later. Anticipate. You
know I will. Go through that door and close it behind you. SHOO!!" And
Mason and François walked out, both looking back at smiling Paige
and Simone.

The two fourteen year olds sat down on the foot of the big bed and hugged.

"So good to see you, Simone!"

"So good to see you, Paige, I have missed you,"

"Now, we don't have a lot of time. I know they're going to be knocking on
the door - hey - why don't you go lock it - I'll get the door to the
concubines' room - soon. They are both horny - not that I object." That got
accomplished rapidly and they sat down together.

"So tell me about Monique."

"Well, first off, she knows more English than you would think. She comes
from a fairly remote village - she'd never seen paved streets or buildings
taller than two stories when she arrived at the capital on her way to meet
MaMa. She has maybe a fourth or fifth grade education, but the village
school taught English more than French as the missionary educators were
from the UK.

"Tradition says that the Chief Concubine should be the oldest and then in
order, but she is sixteen and she knows that me and you are fourteen. I've
seen some resentment in her eyes - but having a girl come and it be several
weeks before the concubinage ceremony is most unusual.

"I have already told François what you told him about me - that he
is to treat her well; he is not to rape her, but seduce her.."

"If that happens, she will probably be the first girl he seduced."

"He raped you?"

"More like I raped him. He has never told you how we became lovers?"

"No. Not a chance." Simone grinned. "Tell me, older sister, how did you
rape our François?"

"You know about the Locker Club?"

"Between you, Mason, and François, I think I know about it. If I
ever get to Jones Lab, I'll have my hand up at once to join! I think it
would be giving those two a dash of their own medicine!"

Paige laughed. "I guess I sort of gave him that. Towards the end of the
initial semester he put a wonderful note in my locker. I responded at once
and we met the next day, which was unusual, I was not expecting him since
there he went by `David' to everybody until then. After that he was "David'
to everybody in the school including me in public, but in private he was
`François.'

"So, I gave him a blow job - one of the best I have ever given and after
that I lay on him until he got hard and then we rolled over and I put him
inside me. Of course I can't speak for any other girls he had before
me. I've never asked."

The two laughed. "But a possible bigger question. You heard us in the limo
and we heard you. François asked me if I wanted him to cum on my
face and I heard Mason's response to your probable identical question. I've
just heard of this recently. What's going on? I assume François has
asked you the same question."

Simone laughed. "California! About a month after our schools started,
François got asked to come to a party if he had a date. Well, in
public, we act like a couple of teens going steady. We hold hands, we laugh
and joke, that sort of thing. Now, in our apartment, it is a bit different,
but it's like, I love François and he loves me, just like you two
love each other. But he is the lord and I am his number two concubine - in
private.

"So the party was fairly normal to begin with, but there was some beer and
both of us had some. Not a great deal, but the atmosphere got a bit rowdy
and somebody suggested strip poker. We both had to laugh about that, but
two couples left and six couples remained, including us. So we played strip
poker until everybody was undressed. Then one of the girls suggested we
play `cream face,' and both me and François said we didn't know how
to play while the others said, `okay' and we asked for the rules. So they
said the girl gives the boy a blow job and takes her mouth off with the boy
says he's about to. Then there are points for such as first to cum, last to
cum, most on face, least in hair, most on boobs, thickest, that sort of
stuff. We asked if we could maybe watch and judge. They agreed we could if
we just started.

"So we all did and after about a minute François said he was not
real close but close and I released him and we judged. So the boys started
saying they were close and we watched to try to judge. As the girls
released the boy's cock they started laughing and stuff and then the boys
started shooting.

"Anyway, on the way home, François asked what I thought and I told
him the truth. I'd show him in bed. But we did go to another party and we
did participate. Afterwards I told him, I'd do it at a party if he wanted
me too, but I did not want to do it just with him. I thought it crude and
demeaning. He said he sort of agreed."

"So you apparently asked Mason if he wanted to cum on you. I guess you and
François must have done it at least once."

"Yes, Paige. In fact, twice. We agreed, if we went to one of those parties,
we might well join in - or act as judges. We did it once at a party and
once in the apartment. We haven't talked about doing it again."

"Thanks, Simone. So I'll tell you the truth. It's happened to me three
times. Once with Mason, once with François, and once with both of
them, back when we weren't sure. Now - when I helped break up the porn ring
attacking kids, that happened - but I just don't think about it except for
those men being in jail. Putting them in jail was worth it.

"I'm going to call MaMa and ask her to send Monique to see us." With that
she called the desk. "I wish to speak to her Ladyship in Bedroom One of the
Owner's Suite. Yes, you may tell her that this is Paige Jefferson in
Bedroom Two. Thank you. Mistress, I beg you for your son's sake to send to
his second concubine and myself, his Head Concubine, the girl called
Monique. I would learn more of her to better perform my duties to your son,
my lord, and to you, my mistress. There may be males in the great room
through which she must pass, but my lord's sister is there too.

"Gee, Thanks, MaMa," Paige laughed. "And Mistress, please instruct the girl
to rap on the door three times. Merci."

A few minutes later the room resounded with three loud raps - perhaps
louder than necessary. Simone went to the door, unlocked it, and ushered in
the teen girl Paige saw earlier at the airport. She wore a woman's dashiki
and a neutral at best expression on her face. She turned to Paige and said
"J'ai été envoyé ici par MaMa."

At once Paige stood up and walked to Monique. "Oh? La mère de votre
seigneur est "MaMa"? Eh bien, je suis la première concubine de votre
seigneur et je ne la qualifie pas de "MaMa" en public. Mais, comment va
votre anglais?"

Monique looked at her with puzzlement all over her face and said, "Je
connais un peu."

"MONIQUE. It is best we get along. I have seen your English grades from
your school. They are excellent. They may not teach you algebra, but they
teach you English. I think your English is better than my French, but I
don't hide behind it like a cur. Is this how you wish to impress with favor
your lord's First Concubine?"

Monique's face fell. Simone said something in a West African language and
Monique let out a cry. "I did not know you know our customs!"

Paige smiled. "I don't know them all. I probably never will. But I know
people. I'm afraid there is not enough time between now and the day after
Christmas for us to understand each other. But for François' sake I
want that to happen. In addition, I want you to love François as
both Simone and I do. And we want him to love you as he loves us. You see,
you can be his concubine, his third concubine, and know that there are two
above you, but we swear, you will know the same love as he gives either of
us if you but give him the same love we give him. Simone?"

"My sister, my older sister is correct. Paige may not say this, but this is
strange, but wonderful. If a hungry lion would attack Paige, I would step
in front."

"And I would do the same. "

"But how is it - one of you is a colonial and the next mostly colonial. How
are you concubines to such a lord?"

They both laughed. "Ah, Monique. Simone and I have told many stories. I'm
not sure we can do this now, but in the future, we three will lock the door
of the Concubinage and tell Mason and François, and maybe some other
male to try tomorrow.

"Now, the first thing is this. Can you see that we, the Chief and Second
Concubine of François want to help you? And that we think we can."

"I was not prepared for this," Monique said quietly.

Paige laughed. "How about a still thirteen year old girl living in America
felt when she was about to become the Chief Concubine? Or a Second
Concubine who had never met her Chief? François will take you to
America. It is wonderful. But it is different. Just like the Cameroon will
be different when I go there the first time."

"My lady. I beg your pardon. May my punishment be light."

Paige laughed. "Here's your punishment. Go back to your room and on your
way, tell François and Mason that it's time. Do not answer questions
of them."

"Yes, First Concubine. But may I ask why you are both naked here? And why,
when I left my mistress, all in the great room were naked?"

"Ah, for all except Simone, because we all go to a school where everybody
is not naked, but nude. It fosters equality and honesty, as when we are
nude, we can hide nothing. There is nothing I can do to hide the fact that
Simone's breasts are larger than mine, or that François has a larger
penis than does Mason. It comes from the Corporation and the fact that some
of us are veterans of an ongoing experiment.

"But remember when you pass through to avoid looking at
François. You will see him soon enough. Again, tell Mason and
François to come to us here, but answer no questions." Monique let
out a giggle as she left.

"How did it go?" Paige asked.

"I think it went well," Simone said as the door opened and François
and Mason walked in. Mason turned to close and lock the door. As he did
both dicks began to harden and rise up.

"Look, Simone. They bring us presents! And it's not even Christmas! With
that Paige again threw herself onto François, holding onto his neck
and wrapping her legs around his waist. At the same time Simone hugged
Mason, her hands on his butt while they kissed.

Mason gently pushed Simone down on the bed while François began to
walk towards the open door to the concubinage. If Mason and Simone had
taken the time to look, they would have seen François's hand guiding
his eight inch cock into Paige's pussy as he carried her in, leaving the
door between the two bedrooms open.

In a minute or so the rooms were filled with a mixture of moans, laughs,
and encouragement. "Oh, yes. chatte douce Please. bite merveilleuse So
good. Love me. ta bite OH, God! suce moi, mon cheri" with often the voices
of the four drowning out the other.



The Night of the Concubines



Christmas, of course, was wonderful. For Paige the climax came when she was
given a small package wrapped in white paper with a pale blue ribbon and
the tag, "To Paige, With all my love forever, Mason." She unwrapped it, all
the while Mason looking at her. She saw a small white box and opened the
lid to see a ring with the largest diamond she thought she had ever
seen. Inside was a small piece of paper with "This is official. Will you
marry me?"

She held it for a moment, then, clutching the box she threw her arms around
Mason and kissed him, then held out her left hand. "Does it fit?" she asked
softly. He took her hand, removed the friendship ring she had worn for over
a year, took the diamond and slipped it on.

"It does."

"Then yes," and kissed him. She stood up, and pulled Mason to his feet.v
"Excuse us for a few minutes, everybody. We'll be back in a half hour or
so." With that she guided him into the second best bedroom and shut the
door to the sound of clapping hands.

"Wonderful," from François was the last thing they heard.

The next was full of preparations for Monique's entry into her new status
as Third Concubine to François. Late in the day was the arrival of
Mom and Dad Doc, plus Paul, Melinda and Susie. This created considerable
bedlam, especially in bedrooms as Paige and Paul cast eyes at each other as
did Mason and Susie. The surprise was the sudden attention Melinda paid to
François and the attention he suddenly gave to her.

Midafternoon Paul came up to Paige and took her hand. "Why don't you show
me your bedroom?" he asked.

"Sure," she said and led him to the second best bedroom and opened the
door.

"Wow," he said. "This is fit for a queen."

"No, Ma-Ma has the best bedroom. I have no chance of showing it to you."

Paul put his arm around her. "It's been a long time. E-mails just don't do
it, do they?"

She kissed him long and hard until his hand went to her bare breast. "Paul,
I want to very much, but it would be unfair to make love
here. François, Mason, and Simone all need to come here or pass
through here to the concubine's bedroom through that door. Where is your
room?"

"Three doors down from here. I'm alone in it. Melinda and Susie share the
connecting room next door." Paige broke the kiss and the embrace.

"I'll get my bathrobe. We'll leave this door open, go through the
concubine's bedroom and out there door to your room. We can't be gone more
than a half hour." He nodded, Paige got her bathrobe off the bed, put it
on, took Paul's hand and the two went through the concubine's bedroom, out
the door, and to Paul's room. He opened the door, Paige walked in, undoing
the robe's belt as she did as Paul closed and locked the door.

She turned to Paul. He again put his arms around her, one over her
shoulder, the other on her bare butt. "Good it feels so good to hold you,"
he said before kissing her.

After the kiss broke she said, "Your buttons and belt buckle are not the
friend of a nude girl."

"Undress me, why don't you?" Her hands went to the two buttons on his polo
shirt, loosened them, and pulled the shirt off. A quick kiss and she
dropped to her knees to work on his belt and pants.

`Your shoes, Paul. Can you take them off?"

"I have to sit down for that" She stopped with the belt undone. He moved
back a few inches, sat down, and took off his shoes, then stood back up and
moved back. Paige went back to work on his pants and soon they were down
about his ankles and he worked them and his shorts off.

"It's bigger I think. Bigger than Mason, but smaller than
François. Looks nice."

"Thanks. What first?"

"Well, I'm on my knees. Or I could sit on the bed."

" I dream of your bjs!"

"Thanks. So.."

"Uh, of course I'll let you know, but do you want me to take it out and cum
on your face?"

Paige stopped for a minute. "I want to taste you first, Paul. Maybe we'll
talk about it." With that she began lick and kiss the tip before taking his
hard cock into her experienced mouth and begin to bob back and forth. As
she worked her magic on his prick she began to wonder if he would withdraw
just before he came. After all, she hadn't said "no." She loved and trusted
Paul, but this cum in your face thing seemed to be getting bigger all the
time. Her hand that been holding his cock joined the other and both settled
on his bare butt which was beginning to face fuck her, a sign he was
getting close.

"Paige. I'm close. Don't worry. In your mouth..OH!!!" and she felt the
warm, sweet cum's first blast flood her mouth. It took a minute to finish
and she swallowed the last time and withdrew her mouth with a last kiss and
lick on the soft red tip.

"Thanks, Paul. That was good. It tastes so good."

"And thanks, Paige. You are so great." Paige stood up, kissed him, then
jumped on the bed. "Oh. Well, I'm joining you - but we have to wait a bit,
you know."

"So come kiss me and caress me. You'll be hard in just a minute." The phone
rang.

"Damn," Paul said. "Who could be calling now? Hello? Yes it is. Yes, she
is. Okay. Can you give her ten minutes? Good. Thanks. That was Ma-Ma's
secretary looking for you. She says you are needed in her chambers in
fifteen minutes. Your attire is there and Simone and Desiree will be there
as well. It is time to prepare Monique."

"Well, come lie down next to me, Paul. I see you're getting hard. I'll help
him along." She did and they did and nine minutes later she put on her bath
robe and headed for the door to the Owner's Suite with her key card
ready. Right on time she knocked on MaMa's door to the first bedroom to be
ushered into the spacious bathroom to find Simone and Desiree putting on
cloth skirts and one more hanging on a hanger.

"There is yours, Chief Concubine," Simone said. In a lower voice she said,
"MaMa is almost in a snit." Paige quickly took off her bath robe and put
the skirt around her waist, tied it, and gave her hips a shake to make sure
it was firmly tied.

"I'm on time," she said. "So where is Monique and MaMa?"

"They will be here shortly. I think the snit is from Monique and not
you."
 "So, I see the metal basin and an earthen jug, but only
one. We'll need more to properly bathe her," Paige said.

"MaMa has declared that if the tub and a full jug is present, then the
bathtub and shower head may be used. We must pour some water from the jug
over her at some point."

"Wonderful. I think the worst part was standing in that tub before any
water got poured. That damn metal was cold!"

"I remember that," Simone said.

"I'm putting becoming a concubine at the bottom of my bucket list," Desiree
said with a grin."

"Something tells me Carlos would not like that idea," Paige said as there
were three raps on the bathroom door.

"Tell her `Entree,' Simone whispered.

"I know. Entree," Paige replied and MaMa came first, wearing her beautiful
skirt, her necklace and head dress, followed by Monique in a woman's
dashiki of wonderful designs and colors. Her face showed some apprehension
but she was calm as Simone and Desiree approached her while Paige went to
the tub to begin running the water, testing it for a nice warmth.

Simone and Desiree began to remove the dashiki as Paige found a cup and put
it under the shower.

"How is this?" she asked, offering Monique to test the water.

"It is good," Monique replied.

"Desiree, fill the jug, if you will," Paige commanded and the young girl
did as commanded, picking it up with some effort. "Monique, step into the
tub so we may wash you," and she did.

MaMa entered the door to the bathroom. "My daughter Paige. You have done
well in the preparation. Your assistants do well, so please to follow me to
the banquet for an important announcement. Oh. I have brought your correct
regalia. Please allow me to help you change your wardrobe."

With that, MaMa held forth the leather skirt and the necklace. Paige
dropped the cloth skirt and donned the leather one, noting that there were
now three rubies placed between her belly button and vagina, but the gap
was still there and the necklace was still one ruby and two strands of
gold.

The matriarch, though younger than most, and the First Concubine of an
important lord left, side by side to walk down the hall, bare breasted to
another door and a large dining room. Paige saw,to her disbelief, her
parents, as well as Jenna, Sam, Mason's parents, and various children as
well as others, Mom and Dad Doc and family, as well as several she did not
recognize, including a middle aged obvious African wearing a very ornate
dashiki. In the center of the head table two seats were vacant and between
them stood François David M'urk, not wearing a dashiki, but in the
loincloth and head dress of a warrior. He gestured and MaMa and Paige took
their seats at the head table.

François said something in what had to be his tribal language and
then in English. "Honored guests. This is a wonderful season and a
wonderful time. So many friends, both old and new ones I wish to meet
because of my wonderful time here. One who I have a great fondness for was
about to address us, but before she does, the General for International
Co-operation, has a short presentation. General M'urk.

"Thank you. The modern world comes to sweep over us bringing things good
and bad. My cousin, François David M'urk came to the U.S. to pursue
his education and in so doing met an American lady with whom he fell in
love,and she with him. She could not be his wife, but his family decided
that she could be his chief concubine and so the honored ritual
occurred. However, the price was not offered or accepted, nor were other
parts of the ceremony completed. So, to the family Jefferson, we offer to
you two bullocks, three milk cows, four beef steers, eight pigs, one being
a boar and seven sows, thirty chickens and six ducks for your daughter to
serve as chief concubine for no less than eight years.

"Family Jefferson. Is this fair?"

Paige turned towards her father, dressed in his army dress uniform. "It is
fair. May she act as a bridge and a shield for us."

"Many countries give favored units of the army what is called the `freedom
of the city.' To Paige Michelle Jefferson, Chief Concubine to Lord
François David M'urk, the freedom of the world except within this
country or with her lord. I declare she is now both the chief concubine of
François David M'urk here and the espoused wife of Mason Eugene
Adams in other realms.

"Paige, your lord needs to receive your sister."

"They do, cousin. But I look around and see confusion with my friends and
relatives. Let me speak to them of what is to happen and why."

"Let Paige, my First Concubine, and my first love, explain as only she
can," François said.

"Thanks,love,"Paige said. "Ladies and Gentlemen, my family and friends. I
am sure that several of you are a bit surprised that I am now officially
and legally a concubine, the chief concubine to François. I remember
what Jenna said when I told her. Unfortunately, we have children here and
what she said would not be appropriate, but she was surprised.

"I was surprised myself when being suggested that I could be his
concubine. Over the last almost year I've done some research about both
polygamy and concubinage in the area of Cameroon where the M'urk tribe
lives. It seems that some five hundred years ago the area was racked with
first tribal wars and then a series of deadly diseases which seemed to kill
males faster than females. In addition, male children both here and there
tend to do dangerous things more often than female children.

"As a result our tribe as well as surrounding tribes had a male-female
ration of about one to five, with many groups having a ratio of one to
seven and even eight. So polygamy, such as was practiced by Muslim
neighbors rapidly developed. In addition to up to four wives, men who were
wealthy enough came to taking a few concubines.

"So developed rituals and customs and you will see the ritual of entry into
concubinage in just a few minutes. The only major difference will be the
fact that she who will become our sister is the third of François,
while I am the first. There is another difference, as the general
mentioned. I am also engaged to my Mason Adams," she said as she held up
her left hand.

MaMa stood up. "Paige has done a very good job of explaining this. Know
that I look upon her more as a daughter than anything else. And let me
assure you that her parents are not going to leave here with a zoo. The
concubinage gift will be in the form of money, deposited into her tuition
account.

"So let the girl be brought forth!" With that Simone and Paige went to the
door and François left his seat and went in front of the table. The
door opened and Monique walked in wearing the split leather strap skirt
with a white stone between her belly button and her often visible mons
venus for the ritual.

As the ritual ended Monique received her single strand gold necklace with
the white stone, Simone received her second strand necklace and Paige her
three strand one, the three waited, with Monique at the end closest to the
door to the Second Best Bedroom. As François went down the line of
his concubines he stopped at each one. "Love her François. Be slow
and gentle," Paige whispered.

"I will," and passed to Simone and whispered to her. Then François
picked Monique up and hurried out of the room with her in his arms.



Musical Beds



Two hours later, now nude again, Mason sat between Simone and Paige on the
large bed that replaced the normal singles of the concubines' room. "This
is almost like old times," Mason said.

"What do you mean?" Simone asked.

"Well, when we were subjects of the experiment, privacy was uncommon. So as
a result, most of the time we had sex there was an audience. In fact, we
sometimes did a three way, either on the floor of the living room or on the
bed," Paige explained.

"As far as old times go, Mason Adams, would you like little flat chested
Paige back again?"

"Paige Jefferson, I wouldn't care if your boobs were concave. I'm just glad
to have you and Simone with me. My question is if we are to be three in a
bed, will it be the same three each night?"

Paige looked at both of them. "I doubt it. Susie will not want to sleep
alone. I'll bet Paul doesn't want to either. And, well..."

"Doc Dad," Mason finished. "We just have to make sure that Simone is not
left alone. It seems like Jenna, her father, and Sam have a couple of
rooms. I don't know, Simone, would you be interested in a little more
variety than François and me?"

Simone smiled. "Never can tell," she said quietly. "But how would we do a
three way? I have never had sex with another girl. I'm readier for another
facial than to have oral sex with Paige."

"So, one way would be for me to lie on my back. One of you can be the
cowgirl and the other, as they say, `sit on my face.'"

"Or we can take turns," Paige said. "That's what Jenna and I did the most."
She smiled. "It really wasn't bad that way."

"The way to start is... ." With that Mason put his arm around each girl,
dropping his hand to a breast and then kissing each one, back and
forth. Soon they were lying on the bed Mason caressing one and then the
other, while the two returned the favor to him.

Thirty minutes later they lay quieter, Mason still in the middle, each girl
holding a hand. "I didn't think it would really be great," Simone
said. "But it was. I confess, I came watching you and Mason make love. I
think I learned something."

Paige gave Simone a sisterly kiss. "And I think I learned something
watching you and Mason make love. Say, if I can be engaged to one guy and
concubine to the other, can you be the concubine to two guys?"

"This is a secret. But my status may change. He and MaMa are looking into
how we can marry."

Paige threw her arms around Simone. "That would be wonderful! I guess it
couldn't be a double wedding. I know I really shouldn't marry for the next
ten years.

"That's great! So does that mean you and I can't make love any more?"

"Mason. You look like you can now. Do you mind, Paige?
 "Please
do. If you do cowgirl, I'll let him tongue me."

* * * * * * *

The next morning after the three got untangled from each other and
discovered that the shower did fit three, they knocked on the door to the
second best bedroom and received no response, so tried the door and
entered. To their surprise they found François and Monique both
asleep, cuddled close together. They hurried through to find breakfast set
up, but with only Doc Dad and Susie at a table.

"Well, somebody else is awake. Grab some food and join us," Doc Dad
said. "Paige, I have to say that your explanation of the current marriage
and concubinage customs here showed a lot of scholarship on your part."

"Well, Doc Dad, I had to find a way to justify what I'm doing. By most
standards, what am I?"

"By most standards you are a fantastic young lady. We are working to return
some standards to what is logical and realistic. You want to know something
- oh - get some food on those plates before I lecture, okay?" The three did
so from the spread available.

Once the three had plates full and ranged across the table from Doc and
Susie - with Mason sitting across from Susie - and had begun to eat, Doc
Dad smiled.

"Paige, do you know that as of last month, 1/3rd of the public and private
full size swimming pools in the country have at least one day a week for
suit optional swimming? And you caused that. This time next year I predict
it will be half and at least three days a week.

"Jones Lab is proving itself. As you know, there is already one copied and
doing the same thing Jones has done. There are actually several open
admission public schools looking at the idea - one of them being a K-12
school in one building. The education schools are looking at Jones
retention rates, test scores, discipline rates and wondering."

"Uh, Doc Dad, I caused one guy to get expelled and got paddled three times
in public. I'm not sure I want you to know what Ms. Anderson told me."

"Oh, that. Yep. We really don't want you to have to expose your pussy to
your peers. But he had to leave and you had to be punished."

"Nobody watching that wanted to see it. Paige got cheered," Mason broke in.

"Of course. Because she took it as a warrior and a leader. But, Mason and
Simone, I need to have a talk with Paige. So if you would excuse us and
perhaps invite Susie to join you? I don't think it will be more than a half
hour. Meet back here then?"

The four teens looked at each other and then nodded. "Where do you want us
to go?" Paige asked.

"I didn't believe it until I saw it, but there is a small library in this
suite. Let's go there, Paige," Doc Dad said.

"Okay," Paige responded, though with a quizzical look at Doc Dad. As soon
as the two were away from the other three, Paige took the hand and said
quietly, "I guess this means we aren't going to your room, Ozzie?"

"Not yet, Paige. And yes, I would like to make love with you and I hope to,
but not yet. Here we are, come in, close the door and sit on the couch and
I'll sit in this chair so we can see each other easily."

Doc Dad opened his fanny pack and took out a small envelope. "You had your
second protection injection right after your fourteenth birthday, right
Paige."

"I did, Ozzie. It really stung."

"It does. I remember all three of you twitching when you got your first one
and you were all three drugged. But it has protected you well. In this
envelope is a pill. If you take this pill your protection from becoming
pregnant will cease for about 24 hours three hours after you take it."

"So why would I want to do that? I think I'm a bit young to have a baby."

Ozzie smiled. "I think so to, as do quite a few other people. But you
aren't too young to get pregnant and we think we have perfected a method of
extracting a fertilized egg from the uterus of one woman and implanting it
in another.

"In addition, it won't be just any old uterus. We've already talked to
everybody involved except you. You, Paige Michelle, are probably the corner
stone to this. Your mother has agreed to be the recipient."

"Mom? Oh, wow! Okay, so who is the father and how is it going to happen? In
a petri dish?"

Ozzie laughed. "Paige, do you think I'd allow that? No. The normal fashion,
penile ejaculation of sperm into the vagina of the mother to be, to be
scientific. Father - we're hedging our bets. If it's okay with you, the
possible fathers would be Paul and myself. Would that be okay?"

"I'd love to be the mother of either of your babies. When do we start? And
who are the others?"

"You should be able to guess. Want to try?"

"Uh. Mason and Susie? Sam and Jenna??"

"Very good. So if your mother will be the surrogate for you, who will she
be for Susie and Jenna?"

Paige looked carefully at Ozzie's blank face. "Uh huh," she said. "Doc
Mom??" Ozzie shook his head. "Melinda?" He nodded. "But Sam and Jenna? She
has no idea where her mother is."

"True, but Sam has a 17 year old sister who is willing, despite not going
to Jones. Both Doc Mom and Sam's mom are just a bit too old for this, we
think.

"So here is the plan for you. About six this evening you take the pill. You
will feel nothing but about nine you and I will disappear to my room and we
will make love. You will then go to Paul's and you two will make love and
then you will come back to my room where we will make love at least once
more before going to sleep together. In the morning we probably will one
more time. There's a good chance you and Paul will again. If it happens any
time before six, make sure the guy is Paul or me. After seven, your
protection is back. Now, if you and Mason want to have oral any time
tomorrow, that's safe. But Mason and Susie will probably be `busy.'
Questions?"

"What about us, now?"

"Paige, I have not made love in a week. I want my sperm count to be as high
as possible. Oh - after your daughter is born - and we feel the probability
of you having a girl is high - we can see who the actual father is. I
really want to have that honor, but Paul is a good substitute. It really
depends on your egg!"

"Okay. I can wait."

"I'm glad you can. I'm really having a hard time. I'm old enough to be your
father and I want to throw you down on that couch and make passionate love
to you and with you. But I'll wait.

"Okay, Paige. You go join your friends. You might get Mason aside and let
him know you are the last to know about this and maybe how you feel.

Paige found Simone and Susie in the concubines' room. Hi, guys," she said
as she entered and closed the door. There were some faint sounds from the
Second Best Bedroom which sounded happy. "I guess we don't need to disturb
them," she said. "Uh, Simone, I have some news that I think you need to
hear. It changes what I thought tonight would bring,

"Mason and Susie, I had a long talk with Doc Dad. You know what it's
about. I guess I'm the last to know."

"Yeah. We were told on pain of going back to Mary Mount not to tell
you. But we don't know when it will start," Mason said.

"Tonight. And Doc Dad told me to tell you that you must not have an
ejaculation for the rest of the day until the pill takes effect. So,
Simone, it appears that Mason, Susie and I, as well as Jenna and Sam are
again part of an experiment. You see, they want to get we three girls
pregnant and then transfer the fertilized egg to a host mother and they
want to start tonight. That's going to leave you alone.

"But I have an idea. We had a threesome last night. What if we three went
to François and Monique and asked them if Simone could join in
tonight since she would otherwise be alone.

"What do you think, Simone."

"Well, all is quiet in the Second Best Bedroom. Let's knock on the door and
ask," Simone said. "Sounds like fun for you guys."

Paige walked up, knocked loudly on the door. "Yes. Who disturbs us?"

"My lord, your First Concubine needs speech with you now. Your Second
Concubine requires some help. May the two of us enter?"

"Yes. But be as brief as possible," François said and they entered
at once. They saw both François and Monique lying on a very unmade
bed, a red brown stain on the bottom sheet of one side of it, normally the
side the concubine slept on. The two looked at each other and nodded.

"My lord, let me remind you that custom calls for that sheet to be
displayed. Shall I call housekeeping to take it and bring a clean bottom
sheet?" Paige said, making her voice as respectful as possible.

"Do that, First Concubine. What is the problem?"

"My lord, it has come to pass that both Mason and myself are called for
other duties by Doc Dad this night. Our going will leave Simone to sleep
alone. Let me remind my lord that she has seldom been lonely and does not
wish to disturb you. But perhaps, as she joined myself and Mason last
night, perhaps she might join you and the Third Concubine. I myself know
your prowess and pleasure in the memory. Surely you can show compassion on
your faithful Simone in her need as well as entertain our new sister
Monique."

"I see it comes towards noon and the midday meal. So yes, Monique, let us
shower and eat while housekeeping tidies up the bed. My complements to my
faithful superior concubines. You have done well. And Paige, when you call
housekeeping, tell them to leave the bottom sheet on the floor by the wall
so it may be suitably displayed to attest to Monique's chastity and
virtue. Simone, do you think you could help instruct Monique in the art of
the blow job?"

"I can, my lord. But I must point out that Paige is the greatest master of
that art."

"Indeed she is. But as she says, she and Mason have an important mission
this night,"

"As does Susie and Jenna and Sam, my lord," Paige said.

"Well. Monique, you have been quiet. Would you greet your older sisters?"

"I forget my manners. I thank you, elder sisters in your help."

"We will retire, my lord. And thank you." The two backed up three steps,
bowed, then turned and left, closing the door behind them. Back in the
concubines' room, they threw their arms around each other and broke into
laughter. "Let me call housekeep." Paige picked up the phone and asked for
housekeeping. "Good late morning, housekeeping. The occupants of Bedroom B
are currently getting ready for lunch. We need their bed refreshed at
once. Yes. The bottom sheet needs to be folded and placed on the floor next
to a wall, where he can attend to it. Yes, thank you. Yes. I believe a half
hour from now for completion should be fine, Thank you." She put the phone
back and turned to Mason. "Well, love. We had a good time. I think he did
too. By the way, you let a virgin slip by. "

"PAIGE! Be nice," as the two concubines laughed.



* * * * * * * * * *



The dinner that evening was not as formal as the one that made Monique the
third concubine of François, but the food was good as was the wine
for those who drank it. As it wound down, Doc Dad stood up and used his
spoon and the water glass as a bell.

"Ladies and gentlemen. I see that most of us here assembled to eat and talk
have reverted to the age of innocence of humanity. Let's face it, if you
are without clothes, it's hard to hide the truth.

"That is what the Corporation seeks - honesty and the truth. Because of an
ongoing experiment we have learned some interesting things about human
behavior. We seek to guide others - and we seek leaders for the coming
years.

"If you happen to have pedigreed animals of any sort, what you are about to
hear may think what I am about to say is the way you breed your champion
canine. A campion bitch comes in heat. There is a champion dog close
by. They come together. They mate. The dog leaves, the bitch has
puppies. The puppies come of age and are sold. And so it goes.

"This is not what will happen this evening. We have used DNA and other
tests to see what some perfect matches might be and have found that three
veterans of one test seem to have found some matches, In all cases all
participants have more than friendship for one another, but real affection,
if not love.

"It just so happens that the females involved are all young - young enough
to become pregnant but not old enough to carry a baby to term most of the
time. We don't want trauma to either. So we will use a new technique to
remove the fertilized egg from the one not old enough to safely carry, and
implant it in another female who is closely related to one of the couples.

"While this may reveal the identity of the couples, I think it proper to
introduce the three volunteer surrogate mothers: Ms. Michelle Jefferson; Ms
Yvonne Adams, and my daughter Melinda. If all goes well, in two or three
days, if the egg mass is viable, each will have it placed in their uterus
for gestation.

"This said, and to keep this short, I will just home in on one of the
possible donors - Paige Jefferson. If everything in her life turns out as
we would like it to and she marries her love of going on two years now,
Mason Adams, we hope they have two children together - and a boy and a girl
at that. Now, we hope that Mason will be the father of several other
children, but we will concentrate on Paige, Her status as Chief Concubine
to François makes us hope that they will have a manchild. In
addition, comparable DNA presents our son Paul as a father. This said, we
have other ambitions for Paige, so four children born by her are the
maximum we would want.

"Will this happen? Who can say. But if it does, in whole or in part, she
and the fathers will have support as will the issue.

"So. Is this Brave New World? I hope not. Are there others here who may be
asked to assist? Yes.

"Let me close by asking for a round of applause for the brave volunteers -
fathers, donor mothers, and bearing mothers for this project."

There was.



* * * * * * * * * *



Paige paused at the door. She had a key card for it, but perhaps somebody
else was also in the room, other than Ozzie. She had brushed her teeth,
rinsed her mouth and put a very small dab of scent behind each ear, as her
mother had suggested after she turned fourteen. Her hair hung loose behind
her, down to her shoulders. In a nod to her other life, around her neck was
the gold and ruby necklace of her office. Other than that, her slippers,
and her bathrobe she wore nothing. She knocked three times and the door
opened at once to Ozzie.

He wore a bath towel around his waist and flops. He smiled. "Paige. Come
in." He closed the door and placed the locks. "Harriet will not come here
tonight, PaIge, you do know she knows that you and I have made love several
times the past year, right?"

"I suspected that. The first time she kissed me on the cheek and said
`Thanks, Paige. You have done much for Doc Dad.''

"That is what we work for. I'm sure your parents expect that we are about
to make love and I love them for that." He took her hand and drew her into
the room to the bed. The room had soft lighting from six candles of various
sizes and one sweet smelling incense bowl. "Paige, this is not an operating
room."

She smiled. "It's not. Ozzie, it is nowhere near a sterile as the room
where I gave Mason my virginity. But somehow, I wish this is how all girls
give up theirs."

"In one way you are, Paige. It is possible that tomorrow morning you will
be pregnant. We hope you will be. You can still stay `no.'"

"Yes, Ozzie. Make me pregnant tonight. "

Ozzie was not François, so he did not pick up Paige, but he took her
to the bed, undid her robe's belt, slid the robe from her, and then removed
his towel, revealing his erection. He left the gold necklace on her as he
brought her to the bed.

It was still a good ten minutes before Paige lay on her back, her legs
tucked forward so her feet rested inches from her ears and Ozzie gently
entered her. He had tongued and kissed her wet pussy on his way up, so she
had already cum. His was fast but strong but they lay for minutes, arms
around each other,

"Ozzie. You know I love you. You are not Mason nor François, but I
love you. You are both father figure and lover, but you are not my
father. Am I confused?"

"No, Paige. You are not. You know I want to love you at least once more
tonight, but you need to go to Paul. I know he's going crazy. And it's that
he can love you. I think you know that. We had to do this for Paul. He is
in love with you and you must both give him physical love and also make him
understand that your road does not take you to be beside him all his
life. I think I have seen a girl that might be his choice. "Julie. Sam's
sister."

"Julie has a boy friend."

"She does. But she's no longer sure. No telling what may happen soon, "

"Let me get my robe. Paul's waiting and I do love him. You know that."

"I do. Here, let me put it on," and Ozzie draped Paige with her robe; she
put her slippers back on.

"I'll be back, Ozzie. " With that Paige closed the one door, wen across the
hall and opened the other to see Paul lying on the bed in low lights,
wearing nothing but his undershorts.

"Oh, Paige," he whispered, though his voice carried.

"I'm here, Paul," as she shucked her robe and kicked off her slippers. She
lay down beside him.

"Paige. I haven't said this, but I love you. I want to be with you. Can it
happen?"

"Paul - I love you too. But I have both Mason and François. They
stand before. But maybe tonight we can make a child together."

"I'm the lifeboat."

"NO PAUL. Never. You are Paul. Take me, Paul. Please. Lie me on the bed and
lay me. Please. Give me your dick. Oh, God, Paul, please." At that point,
she felt Paul enter her gently. He didn't last long before cumming but she
began to feel filling up.

Still she knew she'd promised to return to Ozzie and she did. Then they
made love again and Ozzie managed to bring her to cum once. After that they
lay in the other's arms until they loved once more before going to sleep.

Paige woke first beside the still sleeping Ozzie. Gently she moved the
covers off him and watched as his cock began to harden. When it was once
more a mast sticking straight up from his groin, she sat up and eased
herself on top of him and then guided his cock once more into her willing
pussy and began to slide up and down. "Oh," Ozzie groaned, "Paige. Yes,
What a wonderful way to wake up." He reached up to cup her breasts.

"Well good morning, dears," Paige heard and turned to see Doc Mom smiling
in the doorway,

"Oh, no," Paige cried, "Doc Mom,,,," and stopped her rocking, Doc Mom
walked over and kissed Paige on the cheek.

"I think right now I'm Harriet, dear Paige, And please continue. I remember
the first day we met and I had sex in front of you. I know you and Ozzie
are both having sex and making love, It's fine dear."

"Please Paige. Continue. If you have to fuck me now do so, I'll continue to
love you. That's it, Paige, That feels good."

"So how did it go with Bill?" Ozzie asked.

"Fine. We managed to avoid Sam and Jenna. They were still asleep when I
left Bill this morning. He managed to ...have sex with me four times. I
think I woke him up, Jenna's right, Her mother is a real bitch. Bill's a
fine man and deserves more, like we thought, I sure hope this catches and
I'm pregnant,"

`Oh, God," Paige said and began to bounce faster. How many are going to be
pregnant today?"

"Well, we hope four - you, Jenna, Susie, and Harriet. But we won't check
for two days. Oh, Paige, my love, I'm about to. YES,,!!!!"

"OH, OZZIE, YOU'RE MAKING ME CUM AGAIN!!!" Paige shook under the force of
her orgasm before falling forward onto Ozzie, He threw his arms around her
and they kissed.

She lay there for about two minutes before Ozzie said, "Paige, dear. Go to
Paul. If he's not awake, wake him like you did me. If he's awake, love him
like you did me. Paige kissed Ozzie, got up, hugged Harriet, put on her
robe and slippers and left the room, heading for Paul's next door.

Once inside and the door locked, Paige slipped out of slippers and robe and
went to the bed where they had made love the night before. Paul lay on his
back, under the covers. She pulled them back to reveal, yes, his morning
wood stood straight up. For a moment she considered waking him up with a
blow job, but duty called. As she had with his father, Paige got on the
bed, straddled Paul, then eased herself down on his cock, using her hand to
guide the rod into her wet pussy. She sighed as she slipped down its
length. As she rose again and fell his eyes fluttered. "Oh, Paige. I
thought it was a dream."

"No, dear Paul, No dream. Your cock is in my pussy. It feels good."

"As good as Dad's?"

"Sweetheart, your cock is as good as your dad's, as Mason's, as
François'. They are all wonderful, just like yours, They are all
unique, like yours, Don't even think about theirs. Concentrate on your fine
dick inside me. It feels great to me. Great. " All the while she rode him
as he reached up to hold her breasts to steady herself as they hurried
towards a cum. She began to moan. "Yes, yes, yes, Oh, God, YESSS! GOD PAUL,
I'M CUMMING HARD!!" Then she felt his cock twitch and more cum began to
enter her.

"I am too. Oh, Paige, love, Paige. Yes!!" As she felt him finish, she lay
down on him and they kissed. Ten minutes later as he grew hard again, she
rolled onto her back and kicked her legs back to her head. He entered her
without foreplay. She came twice before he did. Then they held each other,
closed their eyes and napped for a bit,

Later In the morning they made love a final time before checking others at
breakfast and came out nude. Mason and Susie were finishing, and then Jenna
and Sam, followed by François with Simone and Monique entered the
large room, a smile on Simone's face as she walked beside François
and Monique a bit behind, but all three smiling and laughing. The breakfast
area filled. Last to enter was Bill, looking a bit bemused as Harriet came
up, gave him a hug and whispered in his ear. Paige smiled. "Your mom is
going to get pregnant by Bill," she said.

"Wow. And I hope you are in the process of being pregnant. I hope it's by
me."

"So do I, Paul. I love your dad, but so do I."



* * * * * * * * * * * *



That day saw a coming and going of couples. Paige and Paul approached the
corridor door of the concubines' room to find a "Do not Disturb" sign on
it, so they went to Paul's room and saw a similar sign on the door to Docs
Mom and Dad. Sounds came out of the room of Sam and Jenna - happy
sounds. They were not disturbed while in Paul's room for an hour. As they
left, arms around each other, Paul suddenly turned to see his father with
his arm outstretched.

"May I cut in?" he asked.

"Huh?" Paul replied,

His father laughed, "That comes from before my time. It's what one guy
asked another if he wanted to dance with the girl who was with the other
guy. This being now and not then, Paige, may I have the pleasure of your
company?"

"I'd like that, Ozzie. Let the day end as yesterday began." She kissed Paul
and said, "I think we're borrowing your room, too, Paul. Check out the
library." With that she took his father's hand and turned back to the room
she had just left.

But it didn't end the way yesterday began. Right after dinner, about a
quarter after seven, Paige and Mason lay on the bed in the concubines' room
in their favorite position, Mason on his back, Paige riding his
cock. Simone never showed up, but three voices were heard through the door
to the Second Best Bedroom, where they would spend the night tomorrow.

They slept late the next morning.



The Mall and The Pelvic Exams





Early afternoon all under the age of 21 piled into the big van and headed
to the mall, with Mason, Simone, and Paige wanting to show Monique the big
mall. François drove, talking to Paul beside him and Sam, Jenna,
Susie, Desiree, Carlos, Marsha, Yvonne and poor Georges rounding out the
passengers. Yvonne seemed a bit confused but knew Marsha so they chatted
between themselves as Mason and Paige reminded François of where to
turn to get to the mall the fastest way.

They arrived and soon split into three groups, keeping sight of each other
- François, Paige, Mason, Simone, Paul, and Monique, Sam with Jenna,
Marsha, and Yvonne, and Carlos, Desiree, and Susie. The three groups split
up with a return time in an hour, though at first they kept in sight of
each other but began to drift apart.

They had not been in the mall for five minutes before François put
out his hand to Paige, who took it for about a minute before saying quietly
to him, "Love, you should be with Monique. I think things are going well,
but she is still so new here. Go to her, don't summon her, but walk beside
her and, if necessary explain to her about holding hands. Then hold her
hand, my love."

"You are correct, darling Paige." With that he bent down, gave her a fast
kiss and stepped over to Monique and began to speak to her softly in both
French and their native African language. After a minute she smiled.

She noticed that Paul saw what happened and walked up beside her and held
out his hand, which she took. As that happened one of the mall security
guys came up.

"Are you okay?" he said directly to Paige."

"Sure. I'm with my friends. Why?"

"It seemed like that tall guy was pestering you."

"Tall guy? You mean François? He's a Jones Lab graduate and one of
my closest friends."

"He sure is, officer," Paul said. "I have just known him for a few days,
but he's fabulous and a great friend of Paige."

"Something wrong?" Mason asked, Simone trailing along behind him, but still
holding his hand. The mall security guy looked at Simone closely, then back
to Mason.

"Just making sure everything is okay here."

"Excuse me. Here is my diplomatic passport, " François said,
suddenly with a thick French accent. "These are some of my closest friends
who I love greatly."

"Okay. Okay. We get some strange people in here some time."

"I'm sure you do. Now, you can just go and tell your story about meeting an
African prince and his three concubines. We are showing his newest what
America is like."

"Oh. A comic. Okay, kids, move along."

Paige smiled sweetly at him and said, "Monsieur gendarme, vous pouvez
embrasser mon cul," and gave him a friendly wave.

As the mall cop turned and left, François said, "Méchant
Paige. Drôle. Merci beaucoup."

"Bienvenue mon amour." Paige replied.

"So what did you say to the rent a cop?" Paul asked.

"I told him to kiss my ... butt, François called me his love and
thanked me and I told him he was my love and welcome." Paul and Mason
laughed as did Simone while Monique smiled.

"Let's move on. Monique just asked me if there were shops for American
clothes..." François said.

"Okay, love, Get out your no limit credit card. We are going to buy this
girl some clothes!" Paige said as she and Simone each grabbed an arm and
headed her towards one of the many teen clothing stores.

As they moved from hearing range of the boys, Monique said, "Back home, we
might have all been arrested and thrown in jail."

"Monique, they tell me that fifty years ago if I'd been seen just holding
hands with François he would have been tortured and lynched and I
would probably have been gang raped. Things are better now.'

"But look at us. MaMa, who I love, and I know she loves Paige, still
sometimes calls her `colonial,' and calls her `fish color skin,'" Simone
said.

"I've already told you what my grandmother would think of
François. This is why the Corporation must succeed," Paige said.

"I hesitate to say your names, but Paige and Simone, I have not had the
time to thank you. François is wonderful. I do think I love him. He
is so kind and gentle. I was really scared before. But it really was
wonderful for me. He told me that you two are to thank."

"Look, Monique. When it's just us girls, or even us girls and the in boys,
she's Simone and I'm Paige. Period. When there is some doofus ceremony and
we're bearing our boobs and everybody else is in a ball gown or tux, then
we play the game. I, for one, will let every man I can find who has his
wife or girl friend hanging on his arm see my puss. I can shake those
leather straps!

Simone laughed. "Dear eldest sister, a year ago I would have fainted."

"So would my grandmother in my First Concubine costume!"

"Yes, but I so agree with you,"

"Well, here we are," Paige said. "First time in my life I've been in here!
But François said that MaMa told him that if Monique was to get some
new clothes, this is the place,"

A clerk came towards them and Paige said, "uh oh," under her breath.

"What do you girls need?" the clerk asked, her voice a bit loud.

"Well, please excuse our friend Monique as she is new to America and her
English is not real good, But she is an new employee of a minister of the
Cameroon government and needs American clothes. Your store was suggested,"
Paige said quietly.

"Oh. Well, I'm sure we can find something for her, " Simone put in.

"Let us look around for a bit. In truth, this amazes her."

"Oh. That is fine. But let me stay with you to help her."

"I think that Simone and I can help her. I attend Jones Lab and Simone is
in a private school in California." The clerk's eyes narrowed. "Ma'am, let
us see what Monique likes and we will bring it up for her to try on."

"Okay. Just remember that the boutique allows no more than two articles at
a time in the dressing room."

"We understand."

"Tell me, if your friend wants to purchase some articles, how will this be
paid for?"

"I have a credit card here from the Corporation's Cameroon branch."

"May I see it?"

"Of course. " With that Paige pulled out her phone and hit François'
number. "Amour, ce greffier doit penser que nous sommes des voleurs Ã
l'étalage. Elle ne semble pas réaliser la carte de
crédit que tu m'as donnée. Pourrais-tu venir? Bien." She gave
the card to the clerk.

"Uh. Where did you get this card? It has no limit."

"I know that ma'am. For your information, my boy friend, who was graduated
with high honors from Jones Lab last year and now attends Berkley, loaned
it to me so we could shop for Monique. Please return the card to me. We
will go elsewhere. "

The three girls left the shop and stopped as they saw François
approach. He came and kissed them each in order, Paige, Simone, and
Monique. "What's going on?"

"The clerk was nothing but rude. It could be our age. It could be our
color. It could be where we come from. I know when I spoke to you in
French, the clerk gave me a bad look. Like maybe I wasn't American. "

François gave a laugh. "Look, I'm a guy. Take Monique to Target and
let's buy her some American teen girl clothes. I'm going to see the manager
and find out who owns the store and what the selling price is. Then talk to
the clerk..." Paige gave him a hug and the three girls headed towards the
red circles.

An hour later they returned to the parking lot with several bags and
smiling faces. The other groups gathered as well. François was one
of the last to return.

"So what happened?' Paige asked.

"Well, in the end, we did not buy the group that owns that store. However,
here is a gift certificate for Monique for $500.00 from the store. What
will happen with the clerk - well, that will be after she helps Monique."

"Wow. Great. Uh, it's getting late. Monique tells us that things are going
well from her point of view. You have three loving concubines, my
dear. What will you do with Monique tomorrow night? I'll tell you - Mason
is twisted - he wants Simone. And me. "

"I am too."

The next morning Paige woke up alone in the concubines' room to find Paul
standing over her. "May I join you?" he asked.

"Please," she replied. "So what happened? I really was tired after that
mall trip. Damn. I wanted to show us off. And what did I show? Nasty stuff
directed towards wonderful kids. "

"Well, I went to bed alone, too. But I left before Ivonne finally
undressed. Wow. Sorry, Paige."

"Well, ten this morning they start doing the tests. Am I pregnant? If Mom
takes what is there, who is the mother? "

"I just want to know in our case, who is the father -but they can't tell
that for months. "

"Oh, Paul. You poor dear! I so wish something else could happen, I do love
you, but..."

"Yep. But..." He lay down beside her. "I want to..."

"Please, Paul. Please."

* * * * * * * * *

Paige walked down the hall to what was normally a small meeting room, but
now had a row of comfortable chairs and a door to another room. In the room
were a mixed bag, most of whom did not surprise Paige. First, from her
point of view were Ozzie, Paul, and her mother. Mason, Susie, and Marsha;

Sam, Jenna, and Yvonne; and finally Bill and Harriet. The surprise came
when François came in with Mason's mom.

Right after that, the nurse called in Bill and Harriet. Low talk passed
between the others until the two walked out smiling. "Well, I'm apparently
going to be a mother again. Susie - you're the one now to join the diaper
changing brigade. "

The waiters sounded encouragement and then, "Paige Jefferson." Paige held
up her hand and stood up. Next to her, her mother stood up and Paul and
Ozzie. They went into the next room to find an exam room.

"Please, Paige and Doctor, would you remove all clothing. We know it's
possible that the fertilization did not occur, but if it did, we want to
make the transfer as quickly as possible. Behind that curtain you may
undress and put on the gown."

So mother and daughter went behind the curtain to prep. When both were
gowned, they looked at each other, "I just can't believe I want my fourteen
year old daughter to be knocked up," Paige's mom said.

"I can't believe a father and son did it," she responded and they both
laughed and went back to the exam room.

In minutes, Paige lay on a mobile gyn exam table, her feet in the
stirrups. "You want to watch the tv monitor, Paige? It's really
interesting," the RN said to her. "Unless something bad happens, you don't
need anything except a bit of lube."

"Let me watch," Paige said.

Two minutes later the nurse pointed to a blob in the screen. "I don't know
what to say, but something's happening,"

Her mother grabbed Paige's shoulder. `I'm happy, Paige."

"So am I, Mom. And thanks."

Short minutes passed and then the team turned from Paige to her mom. "Well,
Paige, You get to see where you were created," the nurse said.

"Yeah. That's awesome,"

"Okay, ladies, good luck."

Jenna, Sam, and Yvonne went in next and twenty minutes later they came out
smiling. Next Harriet and François went in. They were out quickly,
both smiling, Finally, Susie, Mason, and Marsha entered the exam room. When
they came out Mason had his arm around Susie who was crying softly. Her
mother got up and went to her,

"What's wrong?" she asked.

"I'm not. It didn't work."

"Susie, it may be me," Mason said.

"No, Mason. What did the doctor say? Susie is still irregular. They gave
you a quick check, Susie just didn't have an egg available. He said wait
six months and try again. Six months is summer vacation. "

"Thanks, Marsha, You said it best. It will be okay, Susie, Just wait a bit
and you and Mason can try again. I'm sure Marsha's offer will still be
good." She offered kleenex to Susie who took them, wiped the tears and
tried a bleak smile,

"I'm sorry, Mom,"

"It's okay, dear. You're barely thirteen, There is plenty of time."



Farewell and Hello





Paige woke up in the big bed of the Second Best Bedroom. The door to the
concubines' bedroom was open and she heard Mason and Simone in there, their
moans of pleasure very obvious. Next to her slept François, snoring
softly. In the predawn faint light she could see his flaccid cock almost
wrapped in a ball, the foreskin covering his purple cock head. On his other
side Monique slept on her front, her legs partially open as though she
waited for him to once more love her from the rear.

She had a strange desire to wake him with her mouth, but even he was
probably exhausted. After all he had entered Monique's treasure three times
that night and her four while Monique had sucked him once and she had
twice, the second time their last act before she fell asleep. Even then his
cum had filled her mouth. She could still faintly taste it; a taste she
would not enjoy again for months. She quietly got out of the bed, slipped
on her slippers, and felt in her robe pocket for the two room key cards she
needed. Then, nude, she left the room, walked across the great room, opened
the door and looked out. The hall as empty. She went into the hall, closed
the door behind her, and went down the hall to the door two down on the
opposite side. The key card let her in.

In the bed lay Paul, asleep on his side, lying close to the edge of the bed
as though giving room to another. She moved the covers to see he was nude
and like François, his cock was soft. She knelt down beside the bed
as though she were six again and saying her prayers. Paige began to gently
rub the cock. She felt it begin to stiffen. She leaned forward and kissed
the head, unlike François' uncircumcised prick, Paul's was cut. Paul
groaned.

"Paige?"

"Yes, love. I'm here to give you your real good bye. Can you sit on the
edge of our bed?" Paul didn't answer, but swung his feet down and sat up,
his legs on either side of Paige. "I do love you Paul. I just can't marry
you. But I will make love with you as often as you want. I promise. This is
it's seal." With that she began to lick his now rigid cock. "He is so
beautiful. I love the feel of him in my mouth, Paul." With that she took it
in, all the way in with one quick gulp before letting the prick slide back
out, "Warn me before you cum, Paul," and then took the hard rod back into
her mouth and began to work on it.

"God, Paige. You are too good. I'm going to cum any second!" Paige took the
dong in her hand, raised her head off it and began to jack him
rapidly. "Paige! Are you sure?"

"Yes," she said as the first jet left his cock and flew to her face,
landing on her right cheek for the most part. She closed her eyes, her hand
moving the cock. After the third blast hit her, she took it in her mouth
for another and then some drabs, swallowing what was left. She stood
up. "Now lie back down, Paul."

He did and she reached his cock and played with it until it was once more
hard. Then she straddled him and guided him inside her.

"You feel so good inside me, Paul. Yes. "

"God, Paige, So good. It's gonna take a bit."

"I know. Paul, I've already cum once. How many more times will I?" She
began to move faster, taking him deeper with each thrust.

She came three times before he did. When she eased herself forward he
kissed her, even her cum covered lips. Then she got off him, kissed him,
and said, "I love you Paul. See you later," and left, closing the door
gently behind her.

Back in the bedroom, still with Paul's drying cum on her face, she lay back
down beside François and went back to sleep.

Later in the large shower as Monique scrubbed his back Paige got on her
knees before him and repeated what she had done for Paul. The only
difference was his cum didn't stay long on her face as the shower washed it
away, along with Paul's as soon as François directed it to her.

That afternoon she said farewell first to Doc Mom and Dad and Paul, kissing
each in turn, but two with her tongue. An hour later she did the same to
François and Simone. Both times her Mason was with her, holding her
hand except when she kissed them good bye, Both times he wiped her tears
away and then kissed her.

In the back of the van as Marsha drove them home she whispered into Mason's
ear. "This morning I said goodbye to Paul and François. They came on
my face. This afternoon I want to say hello to you the same way."

She did.



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