56: Spring Breaks

"I don't want to go," Danielle said defiantly. After our food chemistry exam Wednesday, the triplets had come out to the ranch to run their next experiment in French cooking and I decided to join them. I'd made a stop when we got home to go to Theresa's and play with the babies. Of course, at three months, playtime mostly meant holding my son in my arms while Theresa and I talked. Doreen had only two months off and had gone back to work after Valentine's Day. Theresa had taken on the role of nanny. After spending some time with the babies, I walked over to the barn and Danielle rushed into my arms.

"What's up?" I asked.

"She's trying to back out of our spring break trip," Debbie groused. "We've been planning it for months."

"Sounds like fun," I said. "Where are you planning to go?"

"Fort Meyers Beach. We're sharing a condo with three other girls," Dolly said.

"Must be a big condo," I laughed.

"Are you kidding? The best we could get was a one-bedroom with a pullout sofa."

"Oh. I hope you're really good friends," I said. I didn't get the problem. A week on the beach in Florida? Why not?

"I don't like them. I don't want to go," Danielle insisted, burying her face in my neck. The girls had stripped out of their shirts as soon as they had the groceries inside and realized no one was taping today. They still had warmup pants on. It was a nice look.

"She's not keeping up her end of the bargain," Debbie said. "She has to go."

"What's her end of the bargain? One-sixth of the cost of a room and gas to get there can't be that much," I said. If she doesn't want to go, what's the big deal?

"Boys like triplets."

"I can't imagine boys would like twins any less. Especially the way you two are built."

"I don't want to be a pickup for sex. I didn't like it the last time," Danielle said.

"Danielle," Debbie warned.

"Wait a minute," I said. "You can't force her to go have sex."

"If I don't get laid sometime soon, I'm going crazy. I love Dolly's tongue, but I want a cock in my twat," Debbie yelled. I gently extracted myself from Danielle and she stood waiting for me. I stalked across to Debbie. Just listening to her made me hard. The closer I got the harder her nipples got.

"You just want to get laid," I hissed. "Your nipples got hard as I walked across the floor."

"It's cold in here." I shook my head.

"You just want a cock in your twat," I continued. I reached toward her and tweaked her left nipple. She gasped and pushed her breast toward my hand. I trailed down her long torso and started pushing her warmups down. She moaned. "I bet your twat is all wet right now, isn't it, Debbie?" My hand reached her bare slit and she nodded. Dolly knelt on the floor in front of me and started unfastening my belt. I pulled her up to stand by her sister. "You're almost as hot as Debbie, aren't you?" I said, tweaking her nipple and following the same course into her pants. "But you don't really care about boys any more than Dani does. You get turned on because Debbie is turned on."

Debbie snapped her head toward Dolly and Dolly lowered her eyes. I kept my hands resting on their mounds and both girls pushed forward for more contact. "When it comes down to it, Debbie, you're the only one who actually wants a cock in her twat. You're pushing your sisters into things neither of them wants. Oh, Dolly is okay with it. I can feel the heat and moisture rising and I'll bet if I move my fingers down a little..." Both girls gasped and started humping my fingers. I kept them just on their outer lips, refusing to part them and touch their aching clits.

"The thing is, Debbie, that Dani doesn't want it. Dolly is in love with you and will do whatever you want. But Dani isn't. She doesn't want to be used by you. Get over it."

"She's our sister. You don't have a right to keep her away from us," Debbie growled, trying to get more contact with my fingers as she ground herself against my hand.

"She's your sister. You should have a little respect and care for her. She's not your toy. And I've invited Dani to stay here for spring break. I'm sure you won't mind." I pulled my hands out of the girls' pants and turned back to Danielle. "I need a nap," I said softly. "Care to join me?" I took her hand and she grabbed her shirt to join me. She didn't put it on.

Just inside the door, Dani stopped and helped me undress, then pushed her own warmups and panties off to hang on a peg by the door. She led me to the big chair and made sure I was settled comfortably then curled up in my lap and sobbed. I let her cry. I knew there was something different about Dani from the first time I met her. Different from her sisters, at any rate. It seemed like it came to a head today.

"Did you mean it?" she asked. "Did you mean I was invited to spend spring break here?"

"Yes, Dani. I mean it. Would you like to spend spring break with the casa?" She nodded.

"I want ... I want to live here. With you. With everyone. No one makes me do things here."

"Does Debbie make you do things?" Another nod. "We have a charter that specifies that in order to do anything sexual with another person, both have to give explicit permission. No one here will make you do things. Ever."

"She didn't mean to. I never said no before. I just always thought if Debbie and Dolly were doing it, then I should, too. When we went to Florida last spring, we were all virgins. Debbie said we needed to fix that. She picked up the guy. I don't know who he was. She had Dolly go first since she was oldest, but he'd hardly finished with her before Debbie was on him. She couldn't wait. As soon as he came in her, she and Dolly were in a sixty-nine. I thought they'd forgotten about me and I was relieved. But the guy just pushed me back and said, 'One more cherry to pop.' He was hard from watching Debbie and Dolly and just pushed into me. I wasn't ready and it hurt. He finished and left. I took a shower," she said.

"I'm so sorry, Dani." I loved and petted her and put little kisses on her hair. We sat cuddled together, talking softly for an hour. I found out a lot more about the dynamics of the triplets. They loved each other and had triplet bonding up the wazoo. But more and more, Debbie had become the driving force because she was the most adventurous and dominant. Dolly enthusiastically went with anything she said and Dani just followed along.

"Maddo wants to see Papa," Rhonda sang as she came in through the back door. Dani hopped up out of my lap and went to help her get the baby out of the sling. She immediately handed him to me and my son and I started playing. I blew raspberries on his tummy and he tried to pull my hair out by the roots. As I played, Dani helped Rhonda out of her clothes.

"I'll take your things to your room," Dani said. "Do you guys need anything?"

"You can join us, Danielle," Rhonda said. "There's room in the big chair for all four of us. One of us only weighs eighteen pounds."

"Really?"

"You just have to share." Rhonda curled up on one side of my lap as Matthew lay on my stomach. He still wore his diaper, as Ellie did, do prevent pee and poop from spraying all over the house. But if the rest of us were naked, that was all he wore.

And he loved to cook on Papa. That amounted to him lying on his stomach on my chest. His chubby little legs would pull up as if he was a frog and his hands opened and closed reflexively on my chest. It didn't take long in that position for the heat to build up between us, so we called it cooking on Papa. Danielle cuddled back up on the other side and rubbed Matthew's back gently. Rhonda's hand joined in and the two girls gave him a complete little baby massage before they started running their hands up and down each other's arms and over me. My arms were caught between the two, but once Matthew was stable and cooking, I dropped my hands and ran them up and down the girls' thighs.

"He looks so beautiful and comfy," Dani said. "I wish I could fit in that position and cook."

"Oh, you can," Rhonda assured her. "I do it all the time. You have to be careful, though." She dropped her voice to a whisper. "His penis thing gets all pokey down there. Sometimes I have to tuck it inside, just to get comfortable."

"Rhonda!" Dani giggled. She looked at me. "I guess that would be okay if it happened. I can see how it could get uncomfortable otherwise." She reached across and stroked Rhonda from her hairline down across her whole front. "I'm not broken, you know. I'm not fragile. I'm not mentally or emotionally stunted. But it's so nice to just be held and petted. If it feels like I'm teasing you, Brian, you can respond like a boy. It won't offend me. I've seen how hard you get with my sisters."

"That's completely irrelevant, Dani. Nothing will ever happen with your sisters and me. If anything happens between you and me, it will be because we both want it to happen. Not because my cock is uncomfortable. Understand?" I asked. She nodded and went back to petting all three of us. I kept stroking their thighs and Rhonda joined in, reaching over to run her fingers through Dani's hair.

"You are absolutely right, Danielle," Rhonda said. "There is nothing broken about you. We just all love touching you. Anytime you don't want us to, say so. And you don't have to think that if you tell us to stop because you don't feel like it at the moment that we won't ever offer again. I got into that trap for a while with Samantha. I was afraid that if I told her 'no' once that she'd never lick me again. We got through that."

"You and Samantha are really close, aren't you?" Dani asked.

"Yeah. I'm totally in love with her. Don't ask me how that happened! It was just that she thought my clit was an all-day sucker." We all laughed at that and pretty soon Dani settled down with her face a few inches from Matthew and dozed off to sleep.

"Where's my baby?" Doreen said as she came through the back door. "Mommy's all milky." Dani jumped up out of a sound sleep and ran to help Doreen get out of her clothes. Rhonda woke up a little more slowly and sniffed.

"You get ready. I'll go change the stinky little boy," Rhonda said as she picked up Matthew. At the sound of his mother's voice he'd started looking around and making sucky faces.

"Who's a stinky boy? I thought you got past that stage, Rhonda. Boys aren't stinky."

"Well, most of them don't poop in their pants," Rhonda laughed. "We'll be right back."

Doreen wrinkled her nose. "Oh my! What have you been eating, baby?" she laughed.

"Mommy's finest," I said. Doreen came to sit in my lap. Little beads of milk were forming on her nipples. After I kissed her soundly I bent to suck one into my mouth. The milk was sweet and Doreen sighed. Dani approached with a warm damp cloth to wash Doreen off.

"Mmm. There's enough for a little snack, if you want, Dani," Doreen said. Danielle blushed and then dipped her head to suck on Doreen's other nipple. Doreen sighed.

"Okay, leave some for Maddo," Rhonda laughed as she came into the room. Dani and I both jumped back and giggled like we'd been caught with our fingers in the cookie jar. I guess we were. Dani tenderly washed Doreen off and in a second or two, Matthew was greedily sucking on her teat.

Whitney shared top scoring honors for their game against Northwestern, but the two girls' seventeen each wasn't enough to beat them. The team flew from Chicago on up to Madison and lost the last game of the season 67-77. They ended the season 16-12 but only 8-10 in the Big Ten. She was pretty bummed when she got home Saturday night, but tossed it off pretty quickly.

"Spring break." Those were the only words she said before she passed out in bed.

Because of the oddball schedules, we had four weeks of spring breaks. Ours was the same week as WSU, but Geoff called to say they couldn't get back until summer because of their jobs. It sounded like they might not come for more than a short vacation even in the summer. Next week, Donna would be home, but she was flying out with the Redress team to film the last episode in Boston. I'd have gone to watch if it had been during my spring break. The following week, Nicki would be home from Brown. Of course, there was a lot of work planned with Elaine that week. This week, though, the Chick Chat team was all taking a week off and Young Cooking was done for the season.

"If anyone needs to fuck me, I will be lying on the mattress upstairs with my legs spread," Elaine said after she kissed me. "Just don't wake me up!"

I understood a little of how she felt because I'd taped the last two episodes of Young Cooking over the weekend. Dolly and Debbie took off for Florida after their last exam on Friday and Danielle moved in with us. She worked with Mary to prep the two shows.

And the first full week of April, the seniors would descend on us. I talked to Amber about how she was feeling after having been with us for two months. Her spring break coincided with ours, but I had a feeling she might be playing hooky a day or two when Rich came down.

"Dawn, Addison, and April have been like big sisters in the dormitory," she said. "They really helped me with the lonelies. I think Addison had them a bit, too. We talked a little about dating strategy. I haven't found the right guy, yet, but there are a couple prospects. I wish you could audition guys and get references like I did with Rich. I'm a little nervous about dating a guy in a strange town with no agreement."

"Talk to Rose about how she handled it. She actually made the guys sign an abbreviated version of the agreement before she'd go out with them," I recommended.

"Cool! I might get a prom date."

"I'm sure you will," I laughed.

It was so exhausting to even think about that I went to bed and spent as much time as possible napping between Elaine's legs.

When our clan has a field day, it is literally to work in the fields. That was our Monday. Angela staked out a larger garden plot that cut across the whole width of our property. That reduced the space the horses had, but the first thing we did was release them into Mr. Jacobs' big pasture. I guess it was ours now. Rex Davis had drawn up a contract for deed for us. Mr. Jacobs was pleased with the terms. He and his wife would continue to live on the property. Their rent of the house and garden reduced the amount of our monthly payment enough so that we felt we could afford the monthlies, even after we made a $20,000 down payment.

With the farm came all Mr. Jacobs' equipment. Larry led a team to do maintenance on the property and on the tractors and haying equipment. Doug led the garden prep team that plowed Angela's plot, spread our compost, and disked it into the soil. The garden would be nearly four acres and Angela was going for maximum production to get the most out of the farmers' market season. The garden space was divided into stages for planting, and types of plants to keep cross-flavoring to a minimum.

By the end of the day, we were all filthy and tired. We ran through the outdoor showers, practically freezing our butts off, but having a good time in spite of it.

The planting process, of course, took several days with Angela and Brenda leading the work teams, but everyone taking part. Maintenance on equipment next door wasn't the only thing that needed to be done. Our grass was growing over the five residential acres and the plantings we'd done to make the studio attractive needed weeding and trimming. We painted gates and fences and generally tried to make our property into a showplace.

With access to larger equipment, Larry had us plow and disk the rest of the horse pasture. They'd torn it up pretty badly this winter and it wouldn't be much good for grazing. We were reseeding the whole thing in a mixture of timothy, orchard grass, alfalfa, and white clover. Larry had gone over the mix and did soil testing with the Extension Agent. We wanted good grazing for our babies. This fall, we'd do a full reseeding of the twenty acres the horses were now turned out to.