Nancy's father had gotten a request from one of their neighborhood friends to try to help one of their sons setting up an import export business in New Orleans. Her father had to refer his usual clients to his partner while he travelled. It was planned that he stay from six months to a year in New Orleans which he thought he would need in order to do the work necessary.
The red headed detective Nancy had just graduated from high school along with her buddy George(Georgina). Nancy was talking to her friend about what a tough time it would be to have her father so far away.
"I know this will give us enough financially to get me to an ivy league school but there are others that can get me a good education too!"
"But Nancy with your brains you should go to the best! Just think you could end up as a partner working with your dad! I bet he would love it."
"Well that might be nice for you but I might like to work with some private eye in a big city.
Yet going to an ivy league school would get me a lot of rich contacts."
"Have you thought what you are going to do while your dad is in New Orleans?"
"No, and since I get most of my cases from dad this could be a very boring time. In fact he said he couldn't afford to take me with him."
"What if I tell you that my favorite aunt lives in New Orleans? What if I tell you that I've already gotten her and my folks permission to travel with you to New Orleans and live there until your dad finishes his work? What if I tell you that I've already gotten your dad's permission to have you go too? What if I tell you you are already packed and we're leaving with your dad on the train this afternoon?"
"George, is this true?"
"Ha, ha yes! So brush your teeth and we're off to listen to the Jazzmen of New Orleans!"
"Ya'll are young ladies. I do hope you know how to conduct yourselves! As much as I love this town, there is a definite rough edge to it. We stay clear of Storytown! No woman of quality will even dream of stepping into that neighborhood. Elsewhere if you have a male escort, it is almost always safe for a young lady to shop or visit. We do have a chauffer who can escort you.
My married daughter Gladys is also visiting with her husband Lawence. Although ya'll aren't married, I was always asking my married friends and family about -- what marriage is like.
I will tell you now so you will not be shocked when you here it from others, they have their bedroom, together, on the second floor along side Georgina's on the right and Nancy's on their left.
Mark and I have our bedrooms on the third floor. Our son Edward is there too. I explained when our meals are and the servants duties. Please tell us when you do go out so that someone can be with you."
"Thank you Aunty Bee, I know that we will both want to visit Nancy's dad tomorrow."
"I anticipated your wish ladies and the chauffer will have the limosine ready for you tomorrow morning. Frank may look like a bull but he is very respectful of the attitudes of ladies."
Later both Lawrence and Gladys expressed their desires to be included on their jaunt into the city. Nancy did notice on one occasion a curious exchange between Gladys and her mother. Aunt Bee became quite concerned with her daughter's question and didn't seem to want to answer her.
Yet she finally relented and seemed more introspective and possibly worried than before. Gladys, on the otherhand, became more out going and even jovial.
After Nancy turned off her lamp for the night, she quickly noticed that she did not need any quilts for warmth. Even her nightgown was too heavy for the heat of the night. She had left her windows wide open and relied on the mosquito netting to protect her. Only one thin cotton sheet covered the absolutely nude sixteen year old woman. Just as she thought she was about ready to sleep, a fairly rhythmic thumping began from the room next door. Then after a couple of minutes, a low feminine moan began. Later a distinct male ahhh, was added which ended the noise from next door. It hadn't taken Nancy much deductive effort to guess exactly what and who was doing it. Nancy had been sweaty to begin with but she began to keep a beat with the rhythm from next door. Remarkably, she arched her back within seconds of the sound of the male aaah. With sweat dripping from her she fell asleep within seconds of her release.
Early the following morning Nancy awoke noticing her hand still inserted between her clenched thighs. She felt rather unsettled with her reaction to the normal happenings of a wedded couple next door. After all even her own father and mother must have joined at least once when they had been young. And certainly if she had been married to Gladys's rather handsome husband she would have had him exercise his will upon her. A wash cloth and some water at the wash stand took care of the smell and her sweaty body. She then quickly dressed for breakfast.
"Nancy! Did you hear anything last night?"
Nancy decided to play dumb and hear what George had to say. "No, it seemed quite peaceful to me."
"Your wall must be thicker than mine! I swear I couldn't help it but I heard my cousin and her husband doing it last night!"
"They're married George! That gives them permission to do it!"
"I grant you that, but it was what my cousin said that got to me! She said, "Just imagine darling if you had your wonderful tool inside my virgin blond cousin! She would be so tight and petrified that her cousin's husband had taken her maidenhead. You might even plant a baby in her womb!"
"George, did you have something to drink last night? Or did you take laudinum so you could sleep?"
"Honest Nancy, it's true! Then she had him withdraw from her and then told him, "Now imagine that her friend Nancy is lying here with her red hair spread on the pillow and her red haired sex open for you! Her eyes are frightened but pleading for you to be her first! Now plunge it in and take her maidenhead!"
"You must be on something George. But let me think about it before you say something to them."
"What? Do you think I would say something to them? She was talking about her husband having sex with us! I am so angry I can't speak!"
"Good! Please don't! We are here in their home as guests so let's pretend nothing happened.
Maybe it's some kind of game between the two of them. If that is true it does seem kind of wierd or perverted but she is your cousin and otherwise both of them seem to be perfectly fine people."
"O.K. Nancy, it wasn't as if they were actually trying to have sex with us."
Nancy turned away from her friend and descended the stairs. She thought to herself that maybe Lawrence's thing might be too big to fit her anyway. Meanwhile her best friend was thinking similar thoughts about the size of her own precious place and Gladys's husband.
Lawrence had gotten bored silly sheperding the women, girls really, while they shopped at the dress shop and then the shoes store. When they entered the longerie store he deferred and wandered a bit down a side alleyway. There was a small Potion and Oils shop. A tiny bell rang when he walked through the doorway. A very dark old woman minced over to a tiny counter.
"May I help you young man?"
"I saw your sign and was curious as to what your potions and oils are or do?"
"I make various potions and oils to ... aid men and women who have problems. Other priestesses may make ... black magic. I only make love potions and oils. For example, if your mother-in-law is mean to you, this potion will make her nicer to you. Now this one lets you seduce any girl you want. She won't remember what happened to her. Naturally I wouldn't sell this to any man. No he has to have good character such as yourself. I have another for a man which will enable him to participate in an orgy and satisfy at least three women. Unfortunately the next day may be painful to the man's fruit!"
"Do you have something that will make the girl think that she was the one who wanted to do it? I have a wife that keeps putting off having a baby. However if she suddenly changes her mind one night or two, then so be it!"
"Yes, some women are very fearful of having babies. Despite nature's push they have seen or heard of some women dying from the process. If your wife is very young then mother nature may not be strong enough yet to overwhelm her fears. I do have something which does promote nature's urge. Try this scented oil as a gift. If she rubs this into her skin it will do the job."
The old black lady decided not to tell him that if she used it on her lower region his wife may not be able to control her sexual urges ever again. The girls she procured for her Storyland houses had come from some nice families. She had profitted from the mistakes some husbands had. made.
Lawrence had a smile on his face when he joined the girls. But then he remembered the sex games he and his wife played the previous night, "imagine your virgin blond cousin," or "the redhead with an open red haired vagina." The sweat started to pour from his forehead as he began to see that he may have the power to actually have sex with them! It was only when he looked at his wife that suddenly he could control himself. He could see her pregnant with his child, Yes, he could be a responsible husband and father. That was the power he wanted because he loved his wife. Her little fantasies of him seducing the two virgins helped her believe that she was married to a big stud. Well, soon she would find out that her stud wasn't going to just play games with her.
.... There is more of this story ...