Chapter 2

Six months after the wreck Michael finally remembered his name and who he was. He had learned the local Spanish that these people spoke and had found no difficulty in contacting a British ship so that he could get back on duty. He thanked Lola for all of her effort. He was confused when she patted her belly and thanked him for his efforts. He knew that she liked sex and she had taught him some things. But they never had fucked. He wondered why not but now it was too late. He waved to the people he had lived with for six months and found tears in his eyes. Admiral Sprague had looked him over after the doctor had pronounced him fit. “Mr. Conover due to the circumstances that you have been declared dead, you will have to go back to your home and present yourself to your father, aunt and uncle. They are most anxious to see you and confirm that you are the Michael Conover they know. After you establish your identity, you may wish to report back to continue service. But since you have been reported dead you can also opt to not report back.” “Sir, that is not an option for me. I will report back since we have had this trouble with the colonies I can’t not report for duty.” “Oh, good show young man. I have wondered about today’s youth. Now I know at least one who is good for his word.”

Michael arrived in his little bay by way of sloop from Portsmouth. As he got out of the boat which rowed him in he saw his Aunt and Uncle waving and running toward him. His Father was not far behind. Mr. Brown and Sally waited close to the chandlery. He shook his father’s and uncle’s hand and hugged his aunt. They walked slowly down the dock. As they approached the Browns, he pardoned himself and went to talk to them. Mr. Brown was about to tell them about his lie when he saw his old captain and became instantly ashamed of himself. He couldn’t open his mouth now. He would have to wait to tell them. Michael’s father greeted Mr. Brown warmly. They talked of earlier days while Michael talked to Sally and introduced his aunt and uncle. They liked her immediately. She had filled out and looked quite womanly to Michael. He wished with all his heart that she were not his sister. Her smile was enough to get a eunuch excited. Embarrassed and not able to hide his erection without turning away Michael stood confused as to what to do. Sally shifted herself deftly to the side of Michael. She stood with her body covering most of Michael from view of his family. His aunt had a smile on her face and realized quickly that the young woman was probably in love with her nephew. To step in front of him to cover his embarrassment from his family was a loving thing to do. Michael arranged his stiff dick and found that he could control it now. His island friend had taught him about control and he had reasserted that after a short time. He hadn’t noticed that he had draped his arm around Sally’s shoulder. It seemed natural to both of them. Of course his father, aunt and uncle were aware of this type of body language. Mr. Brown had not noted it yet since he was facing the Conover family. Mr. Brown was happily listening to all of the chatter. Then he heard Lady Conover talking to him. “Mr. Brown, please bring your entire family over to our home tonight. I would like them to help us celebrate Michael’s return to us from the dead. He always had remarked about how kind your family has been to him and I know that Charles has always thought the world of you.” “But Lady Conover my wife has just been blessed with a child. It would be quite a bother to have the boy at the party too.” “Nonsense, bring the boy. Our maid will even wet nurse him if needed since she has a recent addition to her family too. It will be more fun for me if she is present to talk with along with your lovely daughters. Then you men can play billiards and drink claret. I do believe that Tom has some cigars that he has specially made.” “Really Brown this sounds like a capital idea to me. I would like to get to talk again to my old ship mate and ask about this recent addition to his family.” When Michael reflexively looked at Sally he noticed his arm around her shoulder and tried to remove it without anyone noticing. His Aunt Jennifer noted it immediately of course. Her smile when she looked at him caused him some degree of embarrassment. He knew that she had caught him. He knew that her heart was with him and he wondered how he could tell his aunt the truth. Then his thoughts drifted back to his fight for life and his struggle for identity. He wasn’t about to lose her again. Michael’s arm went back to Sally’s shoulder and his Aunt positively beamed at him. “Tom, I need a man’s arm around me. It was silly of me but I forgot my shawl. Lucky for Miss Brown, Michael is already protecting her from this cool breeze.” Tom didn’t note any breeze or that it was cool but women always complained of the cold so he held her closely to him and thought that it wasn’t such a bad chore for him to do. Michael was again warmed by his aunt’s behavior as she had actually made his disreputable behavior seem gallant. He brought Sally even closer to his body and felt his heart warm from her body heat. His father on the other hand had dealt with many more men than his brother. He knew when his sister-in-law talked about the cool breeze and how gallant his son had been that his son had grown far more than he had credited him. Only men with a sense of ownership as one would have with a wife that such a sign could be present to others. That she had allowed him to keep his arm around her indicated a deeper feeling on her part also. He wondered if old Brown knew. Then he kicked himself because he realized that Brown’s actions had been those of a parent that did know of something. He knew Brown would not approve of any real relationship growing between the youngsters. Yet he knew Jenny was aware even if Tom was not. In that relationship he knew who controlled whom and he thought it was the best for the both of them. Charles smiled to himself and wondered if his son had really done what he thought he might have done. Then he stopped smiling to himself when he thought about the new baby. Sally’s breasts were quite large for her age and size. He had met Brown’s wife Brenda at least a half dozen times over the years. He had spoken with her and she had told him that she had told Brown that she would not willingly carry another baby. Of course these things do happen but he wondered how big Brenda’s breasts were. He had seen the face of his former captain and knew he was in deep thought. He was worried. He didn’t want a stain on his little girl’s character. He hoped that God’s providence would shine their way this time for he seemed to have forgotten where his good servant Haygood Brown was now living. He told Brenda about the invitation and she jumped into action. Yet it was with great surprise that about an hour later a coachman knocked on their door and asked them to climb in for the ride to the Conover estate. They all got in and the coach rolled forward to the great estate. The estate was cared for by a score of people hired from the estate’s village. The captain’s home was located outside of the estate but he and Michael lived most of the time on the original estate. Charles had purchased his home for his wife, Lydia. She had loved it but had died too early in life. Brown had wondered if his old captain would ever recover. He did but it was only at sea that he could get rid of the what ifs and the whys. Now after nine years Charles looked much better and more relaxed. He looked like he was enjoying life as he had. Maybe with the incredible return of his son who had been lost to him Charles would finally forgive God for taking his wife away. Brown looked at his little girl Sally and knew he couldn’t have withstood the agony of hearing that he had lost her or any of his other girls. No man’s offspring should die before he does. But life can be cruel and he had seen it happen to many others. The clattering of the horses’ hooves on the stone covered entryway announced their arrival to the household. Some of the staff attended to their needs while others led the horses and coach away. Brown, his wife Brenda and their daughter Sally climbed the steps. The baby Michael was in the wet nurse’s arms already sucking on her breast. She cooed in his ear and he was kept quietly busy. Their three other girls, Penelope age five, Abigail age eight, and Katherine age ten accompanied them inside. Michael was the first at the door to welcome them. He gave all of the girls a big hug. He shook the hands of Mr. and Mrs. Brown. As he shook Mrs. Brown’s hand he noticed that she looked at him with real venom in her eyes. Didn’t she know of all people that he could not marry her daughter? He was confused as he shook Mr. Brown’s hand. At least he looked on him with kind eyes. His father had been right behind him and had enjoyed hugging the girls. You could hear his bear-like voice growling as he hugged them and laughing at their squirming. Michael thought that at least Mrs. Brown turned red when his father hugged her. “Brenda it has been too long since we last met. Your family has grown again. You must be overjoyed at your success.” “Maybe we’ve been too successful at growing a family Mr. Conover. But a boy was always a hope for Mr. Brown. Now we have one.” “Please call me Charles. I’m not one to stand on formalities at home with friends. Now with Haygood here I can understand if he wants to be called Mr. Brown!” He said with a teasing laugh. “Now sir I will forever find it most difficult to call you Charles. Sir or Captain may be the best that my memory will take.” Mr. Brown said with a grin in his voice. At that time Michael’s Aunt Jennifer and Uncle Tom also spoke of their desires to be called Jenny and Tom. Laughs and hugs were continued for another five minutes before they all sat in the parlor. Tea and scones were presented and they all indulged themselves. All of the girls tried to conduct themselves with grace and dignity. Yet the five year old would forget every once in a while and her legs would spread apart and expose her private parts to all. Mrs. Brown had set up a secret signal that would enable the next oldest sister to nudge Penelope to close her legs. Once it didn’t seem as though she had understood the nudge and Abigail had swatted her on the head. That did the trick but no one seemed to notice the by play going on. Dinner was a marvelous feed. Roast pheasant and potatoes with many other fresh vegetables and apple pie for dessert. The men retired to the billiard room for claret and cigars. The women went to the parlor for talking and a sip of wine. Katherine, Abigail, and Penelope were given some watered down wine to sip. By the end of the evening there was not a sober person in the group other than the servants. Sally had taken a short break and had snuck off to nurse little Michael. Aunt Jenny had noticed but of course not said a word. Where Penelope had been poked and once swatted for opening her legs and exposing herself to the others, now with all of the wine they had sipped all of the women had their dresses up and legs showing. Aunt Jenny saw five pussies two of which had some light pubic hair covering them. She knew that she too had flashed her brown haired pussy from time to time. As it had gotten to be late Mrs. Brown, Brenda, had mentioned that the family had to be leaving for their home. Lady Conover, Jenny, was beside herself since she didn’t want them to leave so soon. She offered to have them put up in the spare bedrooms. “Brenda dear, we have so much space and so few people to use it! Please stay and keep us company for a while longer. We can have the beds ready and the children put up before you can say boo. I know that you and Haygood do not get much opportunity so please accept my offer.” “If Haygood accepts then I see that we may get a chance to chat some more.” “Good, then I will go and invite him to stay.” Aunt Jenny staggered to her feet and wandered to the door. Once outside her walk was more deliberate and without notice of the influence of the alcohol she had drunk. At the entrance to the billiard room, she took a few seconds to revert to her drunken state and opened the door. “Dear, have you remembered to invite the Brown’s to stay over tonight? We certainly have enough room. Brenda, Sally and I have just started to get to know each other. I would bet that you’re in the same way.” “Certainly, Jenny, how right you are. Brown what do you say? I know that you have to open up tomorrow but my coachman can get you there by sun up if you wish.” “Aye, tis a wonderful thing you are asking and I’m sure that my family is also enjoying the company. I accept with heartfelt thanks, my lord.” “Well as long as you can call me Tom while we’re here then there is no problem. Please tell the staff that beds and sundries need to be available for our guests tonight and tomorrow morning.” “Thank you, Tom. This has made me very happy.” The men went about talking, drinking and playing billiards. When Jenny got back to the parlor, she staggered back to her seat and sat. Her dress flew up and exposed everything to her guests. The three eldest women were embarrassed for her. After Jenny settled down she announced that they were to stay till the morrow. Brenda then asked Sally to take the girls up to their beds. Sally found out that each girl had a separate bedroom including her. In fact she found out where each person had a separate bedroom. The men were on one side of the hall and the women on the other. The lord and lady had rooms opposite each other, then Charles, then Haygood and then Michael. Her mother was after Lady Conover, then her room and then each of the girls in chronological order. Sally quieted each of the girls in turn and kissed them good night. Katherine mentioned to her how handsome Michael had looked. She had swatted Katherine and told her to sleep. A playful pillow fight had ensued and finally Katherine kissed her good night and Sally went to the parlor. She had a difficult time opening the door. When she stepped in her mother had passed out in front of Lady Conover. But since Lady Conover appeared to have also passed out Sally was relieved. As she got closer she noticed her mother had her dress up over her hips. Her legs were spread wide and her pussy was wet, red and puffy. Lady Conover’s pussy was in the same state as her mother’s. Sally’s legs were suddenly weak but she stumbled forward and drew her mother’s dress back down over her legs. She turned back and did the same with Lady Conover. Sally sat down and drank a full glass of wine in two gulps. She was still shaking and took a glass of brandy due to the shock of her observations. Aunt Jenny had been looking at Sally’s reaction to what she had seen. She giggled to herself about the set up she had done. Of course Brenda and she had talked about the men after Sally had left. Jenny had poured a glass of brandy for Brenda and the two had compared their experiences with the men in their lives. She had found out that Haygood was well endowed. She, in turn, had told Brenda how Tom had used his mouth on her. “Oooh, Sally, forgive me for taking a little nap. I see your mother is also. I say we were talking about the men in our lives. How have the boys treated you? You are so beautiful and sweet. If I were a boy I would have tried to rescue you from being alone.” “Oh, I cannot say Mrs. –uh- Jenny. I have no boyfriends.” “You mean Michael has never even kissed you? I cannot believe that. Yet I have seen him in the flesh and I could see where you might be too frightened of his male hood. But he is so handsome!” “Yes, he is! Oh, he is handsome. I – may have kissed him but my mother can never know that! It might kill her! I – think I may have had too much to drink.” “Have you kissed any others? That Chad Bryan or Samuel Kay are quite the good-looking boys. I bet they can kiss.” “I wouldn’t know Jenny. I did like Michael’s kisses too much to try any others. When I thought he had died in the wreck my father had to slap me because I was so despondent.” “I would not doubt that. We were crying so hard our selves. He has been like a son for Tom and I. I would hope that he could find a good girl like you to marry some day. I’m afraid he may not come back from one of those cruises. He needs to have an heir. We need to have an heir. Sometimes men are so dumb about things. They may need to be prodded to do the right thing. A girl can get caught up in the excitement of a kiss and not realize the trouble she may find. Yet understanding parents and friends can help. Mistakes happen every day but love can conquer all.” “No it can’t! It can’t conquer all! It can’t conquer the fact that they are brother and sister! It can’t conquer the fact that they love each other when they shouldn’t! It can’t conquer the fact that they had a baby and he can’t be told! Nobody can know but-” Sally’s tears flowed from her eyes. She saw her Aunt raise her eyebrows and look at her. She saw her face as it invited her for a hug. Sally had confirmed everything that she had expected but had found out that there was a twist that she hadn’t expected. Frankly, she thought Michael had gotten the poor little pussy knocked up. She thought he had run away or maybe just didn’t know. Now this brother-sister aspect puzzled her. Could Charles have done something with Brenda? It couldn’t have been the other way since Haygood and Lydia never met. She thought that it was very unlikely since she had tried to get Charles between her legs and he had never fucked her. Yet Brenda was a nice little tart. Jenny was quite pleased at how she got Brenda to come with just a quick lick of her pussy. Charles might have packed it up her tight cunt. Then she knew in her heart that it was beyond the capability of Charles to betray a trusted friend like Haygood. He didn’t betray his brother. He wouldn’t betray a friend either. She kept hugging Sally and rocked with her as she thought. The feeling of wetness on her breasts interrupted her thoughts. It wasn’t tears but a mother’s milk seeping from her leaking teats. Sally’s bodice had opened and there she was leaking her milk. “Come Sally. You have to feed Michael’s baby. Somehow we’ll get to the bottom of this and I think that you and Michael will be married.” “Please, aunt Jenny, I cannot bring harm to Michael or my family. I can’t ask you to forget but please do not tell Michael of his child. He might do something stupid for he is impulsive about me.” “Yes, I would bet he is. Love can be very impulsive. Was I not right though about the size of his member?” “My God Aunt Jenny! He is huge! I thought I would die twice that day. I could not walk properly for a week! I was constipated for three days. Oh I thought I would die but I would suffer twice as much if I could be with him again.” “Maybe if you but tried another man you could forget him.” “NO! I will be a spinster. I will be a spinster maid that can never have sex. I love him and my half-brother must never know about our child.” “I will be discrete Sally but let us help your wonderful mother to her room. You and I have need of some rest tonight.”