Chapter 13: BELT and SUSPENDERS

“Whacha Doin?”

Oh. Shit! I’m CUMMING! And the little ones are watching.

Regina has returned bringing Luz and Carlita back with her.

They have permission to spend the night at Regina’s.

After catching Gwen and I inflagrante delicto, Mom ushers them across the hall to Bebe’s and Flor’s room again. From the noise of the ecstatic welcome, you’d think there had been a much longer separation than those few hours.

Gwen is cleaning herself up in the head. I nearly drowned her. Regina returns to our quarters, studies me a minute, then suggests,

“Get dressed.” Yes ma’am.

“Well, did you get oohed and awed over?” That brought a smile.

“Oh, my goodness, Yes I did. They did! You are a very special miracle in my life, Baby. Because of you, I feel beautiful. And I am. Everybody says I am. Loving you, being loved by you, changed me! I’ve blossomed, or something like it. I can feel it.”

“You were always beautiful, Regina, you just hid it.

Covered it up, downplayed it, made it not noticeable, oblivious to others somehow, and only now, recently, has it become obvious.

Now everyone can recognize how beautiful you are, and does.”

“Thanks to you, son, my lover, my Baby. There’s going to be a lot of competition for your attention. My only hope is to keep it.”

Don’t you fret Mama. You win hands down.”

“And that little girl crying in the bathroom?”

Odd. Until Mom mentioned it, just now, I was completely unaware of weeping sounds coming from my head. They’re unmistakable. Mom stops me from going to comfort Gwen. Claims empathy and comfort are feminine commodities. Logic is masculine. Suggests I devote some time considering how to logically explain to Luz and Carlita, what they think they saw, wasn’t real at all!

“What’s her name? Did you fuck her?”

“Gwen. Guenevieve. She’s virgin. We were going to fuck, but?”

“How far into the future do you want the rematch postponed?”

“Indefinitely? No promises? Can you make that palatable, Mom?”

“I can try.”

“And I’ll try to think how to de-traumatize the little girls.”

“Honesty and truth are the best healers.” Mom advises

Honesty and truth about sex? Aren’t they a bit young for a birds and bees lecture? Not the best candidate for instructor either. I need to keep things in proportion, here. Proportions? Yes!

Zapping away to several stores in the USA, I soon returned with lesson materials. A couple of genital correct newborn baby dolls, a children’s picture book about sexuality, and a realistic dildo.

Not certain I’ll produce the dildo into evidence, but it’s a better option than displaying my own cock, if the need arises.

If I were a drinker, I’d take a stiff belt now. But, I’m not, and smelling whiskey on my breath might make this more traumatic for the kids rather than lessening the outrage done already.

Knock, knock. Flor opens the door. Bebe is seated on the bed center, holding hands with Luz on one side, Carlita on the other.

I wish I could have eavesdropped on the story Luz and Carlita told their pals. Chilly in here. Is it my imagination, or is everyone looking at me with ... distrust? Mom advised to be truthful!. The girls are waiting for a number ten coal scoop of pure BS from me.

I don’t have enough presents for four girls! Improvise. I apologize and promise makeup gifts in the near future, to Flor and Bebe.

Giving Luz and Carlita the wrapped presents containing the dolls, it’s random. The two dolls are different, one male, one female. I didn’t chose a gender and a deliberate recipient. Just passed them out.

Luz got the boy doll. When she saw Carlita has a girl doll, she wants to swap. Carlita swaps for the boy doll. The unwrapping and swapping negotiation took several minutes, and took most of the chill off the room. They’re still expecting an attempt at a cover my ass story. My immediate task is to get them involved,.

“All of you are farm girls and all of you have seen farm animals having sex, making babies, and the babies being born. You don’t need to hear basics you already know. The baby dolls are for you to use to help explain anything you find hard to say. You can point on the dolls to help you.

What you can learn from the dolls, is how tiny the baby’s genitals are. You probably already knew that too!. You also know or have guessed, adult genitals are much larger, just as adult bodies are many times larger than babies.

Would anyone like to tell about how seeing Gwen and I naked together made them feel?”

Head swivel and whispers. A consultation between the young and older girls. Flor takes the floor.

“Carlita and Luz told us you have a huge penis. Unbelievably huge! We think their mind’s may be playing tricks on them. Making it appear bigger than it really is. What’s the truth?”

Oh, boy! Never ever ask a question unless you know the answer you’ll get before hand. True in court, and doubly true dealing with children.

‘Yes.”

“Yes to what?”