Chapter 143

February 9, 2018

Dear Ms. Diary,

I woke warm, comfy, and in extensive contact with two of my lovers.

The eight of us packed ourselves into the smallest portion we could of our huge, new bed last night. I recall lying there in the drift between waking and sleeping, wrapped around Liya with Celeste wrapped around me, thinking that I loved that aspect – the closeness, the love – of our group more than any other, with that “other” including even our wonderful and varied sex life.

At some point, Liya must have rolled over, as her face was against my chest. I could also feel that nearly every square inch of my back side was in contact with some part of Celeste.

After a couple minutes of just lying there, enjoying my life, my sisters, my friends, my lovers, Celeste whispered in my ear, “I love this. I absolutely love this.”

I turned my head toward her and returned, “I was lying here thinking that very thing. And this is the very best part of it, at least in my mind.”

“That’s exactly what I was saying. You girls ... and the parents ... certainly satisfy my libido, but this ... Holding you closely while Kim is snugged into my back side ... This satisfies my soul.”

I pondered her words for a few seconds, then replied, “I’ve been trying to come up with that, but hadn’t. That’s exactly right.”

As we were walking across the backyard heading for breakfast at the W, Rhee said, “With the fence essentially complete, if it weren’t so cool this morning, we could have skipped putting clothes on just to go eat breakfast with the same people we spent naked last night.”

“Yes,” exclaimed Heather. “I’m definitely looking forward to spring and running around in our yard naked. I want Dad to throw me over his shoulder some time, carry me out here, and fuck the daylights out of my pussy!”

Liya replied, “That’ll get the cops called, fer sure, when every house within a quarter mile hears your screamers. However, I would like to see that.”

We were chuckling as we hit the back door.

During our Dad-made breakfast of pancakes and bacon that we all ate in the nude, Mom called for attention.

“First, thank you, all of you, for last night. That was one of the best experiences of my life. Thanks for your efforts to satisfy my kinks. When Carol and I started down this road, I couldn’t imagine anything remotely like last night. Again, thanks.

“Second, Charlie and I will be taking a ... sabbatical of sorts this weekend. We’ll be spending it by ourselves in the D house. I’ll be here Monday morning early, before heading to East Buttfuck ... or wherever this damned meeting is the boss wants me to attend.”

There was some chuckling.

“Particularly after last night, I’ll certainly find myself missing my wonderful family for far too many days next week. I might not say this enough to some of you, but I’d like each and every one of you to take this to heart, even you, Kim. I love you. My life is so incredibly wonderful because you’re all in it.”

Carol said, “I have announcements, too. Inez lands just after three. She, Celeste, and I will have a Mexican dinner ready for you when you return with an incredible gaggle of girls and boy.”

There was much rejoicing.

We picked Civia up on our way to Grass Valley, and she took the last open seat. We would have to shoehorn Char in somewhere when we got to her house. The size our group has reached has caused Dad to look into other vehicle options, but this is what we have now. As we began winding through a residential area, Civia squeaked in excitement.

“Sorry. I haven’t seen her in too long.”

“There’s no need to apologize,” responded Rhee. “Everyone misses her.”

And then Meka was pulling into a driveway. Char was obviously greatly anticipating our arrival as she burst out the door and was there to throw herself into Rhee just moments after she had gotten her feet under her after exiting the Sprinter. We had a squealing frenzy of greetings in the driveway, with Char hugging even Kim, who she knew only from the lunchroom.

I elevated both eyebrows at Char as she released Kim, and she responded, “Yeah, I’ve seen her only once and I’m tentative with people I don’t know. She’s part of the group, so even if I don’t know her well, everyone else does, and I’m mostly good with accepting your estimations of people.” More quietly, she said, “Besides, you’re lovely, Kim.”

A wide smile spread onto Kim’s face, and she replied, “When we get home and have all our blondes together, we’ll surely be able to take over the world.”

There was much chuckling.

However, Char looked seriously at Kim as she said, “Please, come inside so I can kiss my new sister without getting the town up in arms about lesbians and their ilk being the downfall of our society.”

There was much chuckling.

We followed her inside where Char made it a point to give each of us a short-but-intense kiss, after which, between pants, she exclaimed, “Oh, god. I’ve never done anything remotely sexual with anyone in this house other ... than myself. And, boy, was that fun. I’m so much looking forward to lots of that!” She squeaked at the end of that, then turned to me and added, “This has been the longest six weeks of my life. All the calls have helped, but that doesn’t make up for the lack of hugs, kisses, and other touches.”

We had a brief, Char-centered scrum, then got her, her two duffels, and a small suitcase into the Sprinter and headed home. We managed to get Liya and Heather buckled together in the middle of the back row, with their row mates being the three slenderest of the rest of us: Lana, Char, and me, and we were seated from Lana on the right, though Liya, Heather, Char, and me. It was tight quarters, but none of us minded, although Meka made a comment.

“Oh ... goddess. Four of the blondes are together back there. Liya, we’re counting on you to keep them under some kind of control!”

“Jawohl, mein capitan!”

There was much chuckling.

Brett was given shotgun, the front row housed, Brit, Civia, and Gracey, and Kim, Rhee, and Cera sat in the second row.

About 15 minutes into the return trip, with a loud conversation going on up front, Heather quietly stated, “We need to take Char to Armoire and get her a team shirt.”

Lana chuckled quietly and responded, “Yeah, she’s another one that’ll look great in that, with those high, firm boobs.”

Char’s face went a bit pink as she asked, “What kind of shirt is this?”

“You’ll see,” Heather replied. “All 11 of us wore them to The Cold Sweets the day after we got them. We ‘bout gave Katie a heart attack.”

“Oh, lord. I can just imagine.”

Heather looked at Char and responded, “Maybe you can, maybe you can’t.”

Since she was sitting next to her, Heather rotated as much as she could considering the packed-sardines aspect of the back row of seats, and kissed Char on the mouth.

After pulling back from Char, she said, “You’ll be nervous wearing it, like Kim was, but she got used to it.”

I could feel Char tense on my right side, and it looked like she was bucking herself up to say something, but I was surprised when she said, “If you’ve all done it, I want you girls to remind me of that and help me overcome any nervousness or outright fear.”

Heather looked at her lovingly, then answered with, “We can do that, but we don’t want to push you too hard.”

“No! You’ve been pushing me gently and I’ve gotten better about my ... tentativeness with you, but I want to get to where you are ... with ... all of this. You’re my second family, and I want there to be absolutely no barriers anywhere amongst us. Is Kim as ... shy as I am?”

“With a couple things, but mostly not, although her recent ... I guess, epiphany, about her with us has made her much more confident.”

“That’s what I want, that confidence.” Less emphatically, she added, “I want the confidence I have on the pitch to be the confidence I have in life. With ... my new family backing me up, I know I can get there, confidence in life you have, Heather.”

“Hey, the only reason I have confidence is due to the Go4 taking me in and giving me something about which I could be confident. I was not like this last February.”

“That’s exactly my point. You managed it, and you had much more reason to lack confidence than do I. I’ve got two parents who love me. Granted, I’m sure they don’t understand me as well as Beth’s parents understand her, but I’m in much better shape, familywise, than you were last year.”

“Okay. Yes. You’re right, but my family enabled me to find the exhibitionistic aspect of my personality.”

“Oh ... goddess,” Char exclaimed loudly, following that with a grin at Heather that I could see only because I was leaning so far forward to watch them.

From the far end of the row floated, “I’m charging you the same per-use fee I’m charging Brett for borrowing my tagline, Char.”

Meka pulled us in through the new gate in the new privacy fence on the new driveway and pulled back to the J. She parked outside the new garage to make it easier to scatter to our various tasks. Some of the girls took Char’s luggage inside the house while others did pre-planned tasks that would enable us to show Char the house’s ropes. Rhee and I had the task of escorting Char to say “hi” to the parents in a more personalized manner and to have a discussion that needed to happen.

Char was affectionate with the four parents, hugging even Inez while the aromas of Mexican food teased our senses. After the greetings were finished, we seven sat at the kitchen table, where Carol held forth.

“We’re all glad you’re here, Char. I can see you’re nervous, but there’s no need to be at this point.” When Char acknowledged that fact, Carol continued with, “Unless you want to reconsider, you’re now...”

“No. I’m nervous, but I don’t want to reconsider. Not at all.”

Carol nodded at her, then said, “Good for you. You’re now a member of this family. Although I’m fairly sure the girls tell you most everything, we’ve asked them to hold one thing back with which we parents can surprise you.” When Char reacted a bit in fear, Carol responded, “No! We didn’t plan this, but the timing is perfect, and we think that our surprise will help you, at least somewhat.

“As you’ve discussed with the girls, as part of the family, you may take part, if you wish, in the clothing-optional policy of the compound. We’ve designed the perimeter fence and the deck such that no place easily accessed outside the compound has a view of any of the deck, even the recent addition, thus the policy holds for anywhere inside the three houses and inside the fence. The exceptions to the policy involving the presence of other people. When Civia is expected and while she’s here, the policy is put in abeyance, unless none of the parents or Brett or other outside visitors are present.”

She looked a question at Char, who answered, “You obviously know that Civia spends much of her time ... naked.”

“We do. The girls keep us apprised of important things like that, but not any of the details. We trust our girls and we trust the many girls and one boy that have joined them in something of another family. However, while Civia is permitted in the compound without clothes under the aforementioned conditions, Brett is clothed at all times, as you girls will also be when he’s here.”

Again, she looked a question at Char, who nodded in understanding and acceptance.

“Have the girls informed you that they’ve told us that the girls all share a sexual relationship?”

Char’s face went red, but she nodded.

“They’ve told us none of the details, and those are not something that we’d ask about nor demand. Sexual relationships are very personal, and they should not be discussed outside of those relationships with anyone without the agreement of anyone and everyone involved in those relationships. We parents will never ask for any details. If you tell us any of those details, we will assume that you have permission from everyone involved to divulge those details, so make sure you, indeed, have those permissions.”

When Char again nodded at Carol’s unvoiced question, Carol smiled, then said, “The surprise is that the gang ... or whatever has petitioned for similar membership, and we have agreed. So, you’ll have their lovely, naked bodies to hide behind if you’re feeling too nervous about displaying your lovely, naked body to a bunch of parents. That means that so long as none of Civia, Brett, or non-family visitors are present, the hot tub is nearly mandatorily clothing prohibited. We can change that for you if you feel the need, but the others want that.”

Her face was red, again, but she answered, “No. That would be less of a problem for me than being naked in the ... the ... W where all of me would be visible at nearly all times. I’ll be asking my ... sisters, here, for help in overcoming my ... body shyness, because I truly want to get to their state of comfort with this ... all this.”

“Good for you! If you manage to get comfortable with our odd family and its odd ways, you’ll be able to enjoy it more here. Char, we’re very happy to have you here so you can be on the premier team, however, we’d be happy to have you here for any reason, even permanently.”

“Thanks, Carol. Thanks, everyone, for taking me in. I’ve so missed the friendship that I used to have with Beth and Rhee, but I’m thrilled with our new, even-closer friendship.”

The parents each told her that she was welcome, and then Carol said, “Two more items, both of which will probably get your face red, again, Char.” Carol paused to allow that to sink in, watched Char’s face go a bit pink, then said, “Guys have very close to zero control over sexual response, so don’t be surprised if you see Charlie fully erect or getting fully erect in your presence. You’re a very attractive young woman, and his cock will get hard in your presence, if it’s not already in that state before you arrive.”

Char went scarlet, and managed to keep her eyes on Carol, rather than letting them slide over to Dad.

Carol continued with, “The first time or two you encounter him in that state, you can be excused a bit of staring, as his cock is a wonderful thing. However, unless, somehow, you’ve entered into something of a sexual relationship with him, staring at it every time you see it is, well, gauche.”

Sandy and Inez chuckled.

“Given that he’ll frequently see you naked when in company of other girls he’s not used to seeing nude, it may well be quite a while before you see him in any state other than fully erect or heading that way, so please get used to seeing it.

“Oh,” Char exclaimed. “That reminds me. I forgot to congratulate you, Inez, on your recent marriage.”

Amidst chuckles, Inez replied, “Thanks, Char. I’ve managed only the immediately post-wedding consummation of that marriage, since I’ve not been home long enough, yet, today to have another romp in bed with my new husband and wives.”

Char went quite pink, but came back with, “Then I wish you a wonderful evening with your ... spouses tonight. I don’t know what sex with a guy is like, but I understand it’s all the rage, so there must be something enjoyable in it.”

There was much grinning and chuckling, as Sandy said, “You’ll do well, Char. We’re glad you’re here.”

“And that,” Carol went on, “provides for a wonderful segue to the next items on our agenda, as well as something I hadn’t considered mentioning. That is, as Inez just displayed, there can be some sex-based banter here, almost no matter who’s present, with Civia being a very important exception.” After a long, pregnant pause, she added, “Brett is not a similar exception.”

Carol looked at Char until she nodded in understanding, but Carol said, “I admit that we allow it around him primarily to see him turn red. We do have some low pleasures, here.” She smirked at Char, then went on with, “As you might imagine if you were to think of it, the clothing policy here encourages ... sexual excitement. This is your warning that you could walk in the door at nearly any time of day and find some number of us in the midst of sexual activities, even sex. Now that all the construction activities are completed in these two houses, the four of us will generally be the only residents of the house, so there’ll be no reason to keep our bedroom door closed. Of course, that door opens onto one of the entrance paths to the house from the back door. Additionally, the sex we enjoy is not confined to the bedroom, so you could encounter some number of us having sex nearly anywhere. If you don’t care to see or watch such, you’re welcome to go elsewhere in the house or leave entirely. We’re not shy ... Well, Inez might be for a while, but the rest of us are not, having some experience with our girls eyeballing our loving. If you wish, you are welcome to watch, particularly if we’re not in our room, just be courteous. Any sex not behind an interior door can be assumed to be fair game for watching. It would be best if you didn’t tell anyone outside the family that such happens.”

That last sentence snapped Char out of her dumbfounded amazement and responded, “I’d never do that! That could get my best friends’ parents in trouble, and I’d lose not only the welcome of the ... compound, but also the new, more-wonderful friendship I have with Beth and Rhee. I swear!”

Carol eyeballed her for a few seconds, then smiled and said, “Good. Thank you. Liya or Gracey will instruct you on the use of a phone app to access these two houses and on the screens at the entrances that provide information on the state of the house you’re entering. They’ll also show you the hidden physical electronic-based keys of the two houses, which are in different places, as well as the code you’ll need to input once in the house to terminate the alarm process initiated by using the physical key. We’ll hide a key for the A ... the Arthur house once its new doors are installed.” At Char’s blank face, Carol added, “You’ll see. Regardless, you’ll have unlimited access to both houses, unless we put a black block on this house for some reason. We don’t know that we’d ever do that, but the mechanism exists.”

As Rhee sent the text informing the gang that we were ready for them, I asked Inez, “What needs to be done?”

“All the fillings are ready; we just need to start frying tortillas. We’ll need a lot, so we’ll run a pan on each stove, corn on one, wheat on the other. As you can see, there are stacks ... tall stacks of small tortillas. Although we’ll be crowded, we’re doing dinner like we typically do home-made pizzas.”

I nodded, stepped to the appliance we use most as a warming oven, but which has a central-front burner and a grilling system in the back half of the stove top. I turned the burner on and oiled the pan. The stack there was of corn tortillas. On the island was an incredible number of bowls and plates of various things to put in tacos, including cilantro, various ground meats (including lamb), tomatoes, onions, olives, various cheeses, etc., etc., etc.

I saw Carol pull Kim aside when she hit the kitchen and I wondered what that was about as they vanished into the master bedroom. I was still frying corn tortillas when Kim stepped up to me and whispered in my ear.

“Did you know they were going to offer to buy my car and then let me use it nearly cost-free?”

I shook my head and said, “But they made Meka and Celeste the same offer, and both took it. What do you think?”

“When I turned 18, Mom and Dad signed it over to me. It’s not worth all that much ... I think, but it would still be a large deposit in my account. I think I’d like to sell it to them, but I can’t think straight right now.”

“You should talk to Celeste. She’s got a bit more experience dealing with finances and has had a little experience with the result of her selling her car.”

She looked at me, then said, “If we weren’t expecting guests momentarily and if Civia weren’t in here, I’d give you the best kiss I could manage. My life just keeps getting better and better. Oh, I know a lot of it’s not your doing, but if you hadn’t been on the team, there’s no chance I’d be here, now. If you and your ... sister-friend-lovers didn’t hold court in the lunchroom and attract Meka to it and get her to enjoy her time there, there’s no chance I’d be here, now. If you and your sister-friend-lovers weren’t willing to host Hope’s wanted sleepover, there’s no chance I’d be here, now. And if I weren’t here and now, it would be because I’d still be stuck in my disappointing life with a disappointing boyfriend that I could never seem to tell to go away and wonder five or ten years down the road why I was so unhappy.” She looked into my eyes, then whispered, “I’m falling in love with you, Beth, and I am very much looking forward to making love with you for the rest of my life. As I’ve told you before, I’m all the way in and as soon as I learn more of Lana’s kissing tricks, I’m giving you that kiss I so much want to give you right now.”

There were tears in my eyes as I looked down, flipped the three tortillas in the skillet, then looked back up at her and whispered, “I don’t know what to say, Kim, except I love you. I’m very much looking forward to making love with you for the rest of my days. I’m so glad you’re here with us.”

She gave me a quick, one-armed hug, and departed for elsewhere in the house. I stared at the tortillas in the pan through watery eyes.

Emma and Maren arrived shortly after, and Civia raced to the front door when the doorbell rang.

The kitchen was crowded, but the 19 of us had a fun time trying different filling combos, and gabbing about the different combos and many other topics.

At one point, I was talking quietly with Gracey when we overheard a conversation behind us.

Char said, “This is incredible! I’ve never had so much ... fun just eating dinner.”

Maren, with similar excitement, responded, “I know,” after which she turned to Civia and asked, “Do you always eat like this?”

“No, we usually eat in the dining room. I’ve never been here for taco night like this, but it makes sense. Like with home-made pizza night, we’ve gotta keep cooking food, else most of it gets cold before anyone can eat it. I love dinners like this. I love being here on nights like this. I just wish my mom and dad could have joined us.”

At one point, Emma cornered Char, Kim, and me, and said, “Thanks, Beth, for inviting us. Maren seems to be greatly enjoying this, and I definitely am. It’s just so ... enjoyable being here, with all this conversation and excitement.” She glanced at Char and Kim, then added, “Despite having three different families over the course of my life, I can say without exaggeration that the two most enjoyable dinners I’ve ever had have been right here, in this kitchen.”

“As you said, Maren is having fun. If you want, we’ll keep inviting you. We invited the Paleceks, but they had something already going on tonight, some social thing with the company for which Kalina works.”

She looked at me, glanced at my conversation partners again, then answered, “Please do. Not only is this fun for Maren, but it’s filling a hole in my need for enjoyment. I must sound like a real leech to you girls, but...”

“No, Emma,” responded Kim. “I’m a recent addition to this incredible bunch of people, and they’ve done for me exactly what you’ve said they do for you. I’ve enjoyed this so much that I’ve moved here, with my parents’ agreement, although I am 18.”

Char said, “This is my first ... dinner like this, and I’m having a great time, and, like Kim, I could use more of such, and I’ll be moving here in March to go to school with my crazy friends.”

Emma looked at Char for a few seconds, glanced at Kim, then turned her head to me and asked, “Is Char another one like all the rest of the girls? Attractive and smart?”

I smiled at her, then at Char, and replied, “Yup. Attractive, smart, and highly skilled. We seem to attract them.” I grinned at her, then said, “Char was on the same team that was Rhee’s and my introduction to soccer when we were all nine. Char had played the previous year, and the two of us gravitated to her as she knew more than we did, and she was notably more proficient at the game. We were friends for two years, but her family moved to Grass Valley and we lost track of each other. However, we played her GV team three times last summer and got back in touch. She came to watch us at the state tournament and wound up helping the team out in many ways. We’ve been conspiring to get her back with us, and this opportunity fell in our laps, so she’ll be in school with us in spring quarter and playing on our soccer team starting in March. We won the state championship last year. The addition of both Char and Civia could enable us to repeat, as they’re both exceedingly good at what they do on the pitch.”

She glanced around, then said to Char, “Then, welcome back to Elkton.”

“Thanks. I don’t suppose Maren plays soccer. She looks like she might make a good midfielder.” When Emma shook her head, Char asked, “Do you think she might like joining these girls for their after-school workouts or helping out with the premier team come March?”

Emma looked back at me as I tilted my face toward the ceiling and closed my eyes briefly, then responded to her unvoiced question, “I don’t know why I didn’t think of that. She’d be welcome with us after school, particularly as Civia is part of the workout group. We also do weight training on Wednesdays with Dad at a gym. She’d be welcome there, too, if she’d be interested. Dad would cover the required membership, since he gets a pretty good deal for bringing so much business to the place. Oh, and those memberships are family memberships, so you’d be welcome, too, if you have an interest.”

She just stared at me for a while, then shook her head rapidly to clear the cobwebs and replied, “I’ll have to think about the gym thing for me, but I’ll encourage Maren to, at least, try the outside stuff with you. She likes being outside, and she’d probably consider being outside with her new best friend worth having to do the things you do there. And I’d like her to have something to fill her time after school before I get off work. She’s mostly responsible, but I just don’t like the thought of her being there by herself so much. She needs to have friends and do fun things.”

Kim stuck in her oar with, “It’s not too strenuous ... Well, except for wind sprints on Tuesday. We use the sessions simply to stay in shape and to keep everyone’s wind up for spring soccer. We’ve also been teaching some of the team assistants – some of whom have not played the sport – some basic soccer skills, as that will help them be better at being team assistants. Maren would be welcome to learn along with them. We’re not trying to get them to the level of playing on a team, but if they wanted to learn enough more to enable them to try the sport out for real, we’d have no problems with teaching them even more.”

Before Emma could respond, I interrupted, saying, “We’ll be having a pick-up game at our practice pitch tomorrow morning. That’s the pitch just a block from Civia’s house. If you and Maren don’t have anything going, why don’t you come and watch. We’re meeting at 9 and will probably play for an hour or two, depending on various schedules and how long a break we take in the middle.” Before she could respond, “I know we’re just a bunch of kids that you met incidental to your job, but we like Maren and you, and I know Civia would love to have her new friend understand why she’s so into soccer. Civia really is brilliant.”

Again, she stared at me for a few seconds, then a slow smile crept onto her face as she replied, “I’ll ask Maren, and if she’s interested, we’ll come.” She breathed heavily, then said, “Thanks for thinking of her. I’m afraid the past year or so has not been good to her because of my problems, and I’d really like her to have a more-normal childhood while she still can.”

Kim snorted, then said, “Sorry. I wasn’t laughing at you. I was laughing at your characterization of ... these girls as normal. They’re far from normal, but only in the best directions.”

Emma grinned at Kim and riposted, “I’m fully aware of that, which is why it makes me happy that you girls are willing to ... take Maren under your wings, even if that’s sort of at one remove.”

“Okay,” Civia said as we walked into the J, “I really, really like her. She’s so fun. I was stupid to keep her away so much.”

Liya immediately responded, “I know exactly what you mean and why you did it. My childhood ... my earlier childhood was very different from yours. I had no friends because I was so angry with ... everything. A couple girls tried making friends with me early in middle school, but I blew them off. Then Gracey tried. I don’t really know why I’d blown those other girls off and didn’t blow Gracey off, but she and the other two changed my life, and here I am, happier than I’ve ever been. Sometimes, as I learned, you gotta take a chance. Maybe it doesn’t work out, but, goddess, is life ever better when it does.”