Chapter 55: Epilogue: Part 2: Dinner

“Ready to head downstairs Ally?”

“Yes. Will we need to make this bed tonight?”

“Nope. After all of this, the only way I’m not joining you three in the big bed is if you specifically say no. Somehow I don’t see that happening.”

“I agree completely. Door closed tonight?” Vanessa nodded her head as they started down the stairs. I love stairs with these.

Eh ... the car is better. This isn’t so bad by comparison.

Exactly my thinking Nessa. I laid a towel down on your chair, and grabbed a few extras in case anyone else wants to join us.

Thank you Mamí. You can probably just bring out on... Vanessa’s eyes traveled down to Emanuel’s crotch automatically make that two.

Andy is going to join us in full. They’re already expecting some tough questions from the kiddos.

Vanessa glanced in the kitchen. Unrelated thing ... that’s a lot of food.

The four pizzas? We’ll need that much for everyone.

That’s not what I’m referring to, Matron`, and you know it. THREE appetizers?

It’s just garlic bread, mozzarella sticks, and a cold antipasto salad. It’s not like I ordered calamari or something. Can you help me bring the appetizers out to the table? I’m thinking that we should keep the pizzas in the kitchen.

Sure. She grabbed the two circular containers and headed into the dining room. Wait, no plates?

I’m putting them out here in the kitchen; folks are going to need to get up to get their pizza anyway, why make them carry the plate? At least, the first time. Allison joined her with the garlic bread on a small cutting board. “Plates are inside by the pizza boxes; there really isn’t enough room in here for those too.”

Miranda took a look at the table as she and Andy entered the dining room. “I can sort of see why you four like doing this. It’s actually kind of refreshing.” The adults all watched Isa’s eyes darting back and forth between Vanessa, Miranda, and Maria. “Is there something wrong Isa?”

“No” Isa nodded her head.

Allison smiled gently. “Since two nights ago, she’s become more aware of the differences in size and shape of people’s breasts than before, that’s all.” That said, her eyes are going toward Andy more than I think I realized before.

“Titi Andy? Do you hate your boobies?”

Okay, that’s not a question I was expecting her to ask.

Me neither Ally. I know why you’re not surprised Manny, but you Mamí? What else did you and them talk about in the car?

You’ll find out in a little bit.

“Uhm ... why do you think that Isa?”

“Mommy, Mama Kara, Mama Vanessa, and even Aunt Miranda all look comfy. You don’t.”

“I ... it’s complicated. I like them sometimes, and I like how...” they paused, glancing at each of them. Allison nodded her head; Andy smiled back, then turned again to Isa. “I like how Miranda can make me feel with them too. But I don’t like that people I don’t know who realize I have them tend to go straight to calling me a girl, or use girl pronouns when referring to me. So I try to hide them so that people can’t see them at all, and won’t do that. I don’t usually show them off like this.”

“Oh. But you’re not Aunt...” Isa looked at Vanessa.

“Tía.”

“Not Tía Andy. You’re Titi Andy!”

“What do you think of my boobies Isa?”

“They’re pretty!”

Vanessa watched the discomfort start to creep back into Andy’s face. “Who can be pretty Isa?”

“Anyone! Girls and boys and neither boys or girls too.”

Andy turned to Petra. “D ... do you agree Petra?” He nodded his head. “I’d like hugs if that’s okay.” Both kids grinned and dashed forward, throwing themselves around Andy. “You two are awesome, you know that?”

I’m going to prepare the kids’ slices real quick. Be right back.

Okay Manny. Kara looked at Vanessa’s folks. “Were you able to find everything easily Ricardo?”

“Mostly.” He stood up and started toward the kitchen. “Everything except proper hot sauce.”

“Ricardo...”

“I mean, the ones on the table right now are decent enough.”

“Ricardo...” Maria repeated, a familiar tone in now in her voice.

Kara, duck.

Again? Really? I mean, he’s Kara began to think as the slipper flew towards her and him, sailing a little past her right behind me. That’s going to miss. They all watched as the slipper arched slightly as he attempted to dash forward, nailing him in the back of the head a few moments later. How did that...

That’s how her throws always seem to work. If they’re not already dead on, somehow they always adjust a little mid-flight. Vanessa glanced at Miranda, then mimed the arc; Miranda nodded her head and gave her a shrug back.

“Okay, okay ... I’m sorry, alright?”

“You’re the only one who in OUR house who uses that one. Either of these are good choices for a hot sauce that won’t burn your tongue out of your mouth. And you should really try the food as it is before adding anything to it.”

“This place is our favorite pizzeria” Kara started as she stood up “and even Nessa would agree that their pizza is plenty flavorful enough as is.”

Vanessa watched her turn around and head into the kitchen. Uhm ... Mamí...

“Vanessa, ¿qué son esos en su espalda?”

[“Vanessa, what are those on her back?”]

“Puedo explicar Papá. No es lo que crees que es.”

[“I can explain Papá. It’s not what you think it is.”]

“Parece abuso. Parece un buen hombre, pero si la abusa...”

[“It looks like abuse. He seems like a good man, but if he’s abusing her...”]

Miranda glared at him. “Papá`, ella no está siendo abusada. Yo también sé lo que está pasando ... creo que, de todos modos.”

[“Papá, she’s not being abused. I know what’s going on too ... I think, anyway.”]

“Una de ustedes, explíquelo AHORA.”

[“One of you, explain it NOW.”]

“Sea razonable Ricardo. Deles un momento.”

[“Be reasonable Ricardo. Give them a moment.”]

“¿Tú también, querida?”

[“You too, my dearest?”]

“Sí, creo que también sé lo que está pasando. Deja que nuestro mayor lo explique, por favor.”

[“Yes, I think I know what’s going on too. Let our eldest explain it, please.”]

His face went flat. “Multa.”

[“Fine.”]

“Es simple Papá. A Kara realmente le gusta ese tipo de dolor; Yo también. Eso se hizo como parte de la diversión que todos pasamos juntos anoche. Todo lo que pasó fue cien por ciento consensuado. Es parte de algo más amplio del que todos hemos sido fanáticos durante mucho tiempo.”

[“It’s simple Papá. Kara genuinely really likes that kind of pain; I do too. That was done as part of the fun we all had last night together. Everything that happened was one-hundred percent consensual. It’s part of a broader thing we’ve all been fans of for a long time.”]

“¿Cuánto tiempo?”

[“How long?”]

“Casi exactamente diez años. ¿Recuerdas la noche que no volví a casa?” His eyes went wide. “Esa noche. No estaba planeando ir con ellos originalmente, pero cuando supe que íbamos a aprender sobre relaciones alternativas esa noche, supe que tenía que ir a eso. Y tenía suficiente curiosidad por algunas de las otras cosas de las que habían hablado que quería considerar quedarme para la fiesta de juegos que iba a seguir a la discusión. Me divertí mucho esa noche y aprendí mucho sobre lo que significa comunicarse de manera efectiva con sus socios.”

[“Almost exactly ten years. Remember the night I didn’t come home?”... “That night. I wasn’t planning on going with them originally, but when I learned we’d be learning about alternate relationships that night, I knew I needed to go to that. And I was curious enough about some of the other things they’d talked about that I wanted to consider staying for the play party that was going to follow the discussion. I had a lot of fun that night, and learned so much about what it means to effectively communicate with your partners.”]

“¿Estás segura de que no solo la están presionando en esto?”

[“You’re sure she’s not just being pressured into this?”]

Vanessa grinned. “La obra que dejó esas marcas fue una recompensa para ella. Lo juro.”

[“The play that left those marks was a reward for her. I swear.”]

Maria turned to her. “Ninguna de estas cosas pasa delante de los niños, ¿verdad?”

[“None of these things happens in front of the children, right?”]

“¡Es mejor que no! ¡Las cosas sexuales no son para que los niños las vean o las conozcan!”

[“They better not! Sexual things are not for children to see or know about!”]

“Hablaremos de esto luego Ricardo. ¿Entendido?”

[“We’ll talk about this later Ricardo. Understood?”]

“Si querida”

[“Yes dear.”]

“Tienes que contarme más después, querida hermana. Andy y yo escuchamos algo de esto de Kara antes, y Andy juró que notaron algo cuando Kara se quitó la camisa por primera vez, pero pensó que era más prudente no decir nada hasta más tarde. ¡Necesito saber más!”

[“You have to tell me more later, dearest sister. Andy and I heard a little of this from Kara earlier, and Andy swore they noticed something when Kara first took off her shirt, but thought it wiser to not say anything until later. I need to know more!”]

Vanessa glanced around the table. “Necesito ejecutarlo con el resto de ellos, pero si dicen que está bien compartir detalles sobre esto, podemos hacerlo más tarde. Aunque por ahora...” she paused for a few moments “estamos siendo muy groseros con los demás. Incluido Andy.” Sorry about that my loves. “Sorry Andy.”

[“I need to run it by the rest of them, but if they say its okay to share details about this, we can do that later. For now though...”... “we’re being very rude to the others. Including Andy.”]

It’s okay. I forgot they left such obvious marks with last night’s play. Is everything resolved?

More or less. Miranda wants details later.

Kara nodded her softly; Allison and Emanuel’s followed a moment later. I figured she might. She and Andy had quite a few questions earlier. While the kids are taking their bath perhaps?

That should work.

“I’m used to spontaneous conversations breaking out that I can’t fully understand. Not with my limited Spanish. But I think I understood enough of it.” They winked at Vanessa, then glanced at Miranda. “Later.”

Miranda nodded her head. “Is it time to do that now though?”

“Now’s as good as any other time I suppose.” Vanessa watched young eyes pan to them as they stood up and shucked their pants and underwear. “I’m glad you put out extra towels.”

Allison nodded her head. “We have friends from high school who visit sometimes and are just as comfortable as we are with various levels of nakedness. And we all learned the value of having your own towel back in high school.”

“Oh?” Andy replied with raised eyebrows.

“Manny and I were some of the first students to go through the Program here. We didn’t have towels at first, and that was kind of miserable. But once that got fixed, having to be naked in the middle of school became a little more comfortable.”

“That must have been very ... interesting.”

Kara grinned. “In more ways than you might be able to imagine.”

“Mama Vanessa?”

“Yes Isa?”

“What’s grandpa in Spanish?”

“Abuelo. Abuela for grandma.”

“Ah-bwell-oh?”

“Sí Isa?”

“What were you talking about? We don’t know Spanish. Neither does Mommy, or Mama Kara, or Daddy.”

“Uhm ... well...”

“Abuelo and I learned English after we learned Spanish. We’re much more comfortable using it, and it’s the first language we tend to go to when something unexpected comes up.”

“What was unexpected?”

“The marks on your Mama Kara’s back. For most people, those mean someone is being very mean to that person and hurting them.”

Uh-oh. Here comes an Isa rant.

Indeed Darling.

“Daddy’s not mean to Mama Kara! Or Mommy! Mama Kara said she and Daddy and Mommy all like what they’re doing.” Isa glanced at Vanessa, who nodded her head. “Oh! And Mama Vanessa too! Only stupid or mean people assume bad things like that about people. Are you and Abuelo mean or stupid?”

Answer carefully Papá.

“No, of course not. Right Ricardo?”

“Sí.”

“Then ... why?”

“Sometimes people really care about others, but don’t know what those people know. And daddies in particular can be very protective of their daughters. I’m sure if someone tried to hurt you, yours would be ready to do whatever he needed to keep you safe.”

Isa nodded her head. “Daddy’s safe ... just like all of our mamas! They said all of those things they do are cah ... consen ... consensual.”

Vanessa glanced briefly at her parents, than turned to Isa. “Do you know what that means Isa?”

“Uh huh! It means they all want to be doing them, and agreed on everything before doing any of it.”

“Yeah! And if Daddy did harm Mommy or Mama Kara, they could kick his butt.”

“How do you know that Petra?” Ricardo asked.

“We watch them fight sometimes! It’s very fast.”

“No! It’s very pretty!”

“You three fight?”

“No Maria. We spar with each other. Manny and I have been learning a martial art for ... fifteen years or more now I think. Allison joined us ten years ago, and we’ve all done our best to keep up with it. The ‘pretty’ and ‘fast’ things they’re talking about are the katas we need to practice.”

“Daddy and Mama Kara teach it too! Mama Kara ... not a lot now.”

“My belly’s starting to get a little too big for anything more than the basics. And I stopped sparring as soon as I found out I was pregnant; I don’t want to risk any harm to the babies.”

Miranda’s eyes lit up. “What belt are all of you?”

“Kara and I are fourth degree black and slowly working on our fifth; we’ve been instructors for quite a few years. It’s unlikely we’ll get there until the kids are adults though. And Allison earned her black belt a year or two ago.”

“I was working on that for a long time, and I’m unlikely to progress any higher honestly.”

“Why? For all of you.”

“I’m not really feeling called to be a sensei, and that’s what I’d be getting into if I wanted to ascend to first degree black. Manny and Kara are technically ‘professors’; to go any higher would require them to be recognized as masters.”

“And that requires a lot more time and commitment than either of us can really put into it right now. Besides, I’d need to take a long trip out to Japan to really be recognized, and I’m not sure if the grand masters are willing to recognize a woman as a master yet. They’re old and wise in a lot of ways, but also very slow to change.”

“How long would the trip be?”

“Three months at minimum. More likely somewhere between six and nine. It’s basically all dependent on if the grand master thinks the student is really ready, and that’s largely based on things besides our physical skill now.”

Kara nodded her head. “Has been that way since we reached basic black belt actually.”

Andy glanced at the kids, then back at Kara. “Do they know any?”

“Our school doesn’t usually start teaching kids until they’re at least seven or eight. We’d need to show a pressing reason for why the lessons should start earlier than that.” And neither of them has really shown enough of an interest to really consider it with any seriousness yet.

“If you’re not learning new skills, then what are you expected to show?”

“Self-discipline, critical thinking, patience ... character stuff mostly. We might need to learn a new, more complex kata or two, but that would be so that we could then show that we could effectively teach them too. But honestly, neither of us has the necessary drive to pursue that at the moment. We’re right where we feel we need to be at this point in our lives. Our Sensei understands that; actually, he’s taking the opportunity of us being able to teach to see if he’s ready to be recognized as a grand master.”

Emanuel nodded his head. “He’s been in Japan for almost five months now. We’re all pretty sure this is going to be the successful trip.” And if he does succeed, then we may not need to travel to Japan to get out fifth. And he’d be willing to promote you, Partner.

Not that I really want the status, but neither of us wanted to be promoted to teacher way back when either. If he genuinely thinks we’re ready to push forward in earnest, I’ll consider it then.

Miranda glanced at Ricardo. “¿Ves Papá? Nada de que preocuparse. Un abusador no superaría todo eso.”

[“See Papá? Nothing to worry about. An abuser wouldn’t make it through all of that.”]

“Supongo que sí.” He turned again to the kids. “You both seem to know a lot about what your mommy and daddy and mamas are up to. How?

[“I suppose so.”]

“Ricardo...”

Isa perked up again. “Mama Kara showed us a video yesterday. It ecksplained a lot of things. And the book Daddy’s buying us has lots of words in it too!”

“Oh?”

“It’s not what you think Papá. I saw the book yesterday; it’s written in language that they can understand. I’m sure the video was also age appropriate. Besides, I don’t think either of them would try any of it until they’re old enough.”

“Uh huh. Mommy said we need to wait until we’re grown up before we can try anything. And we don’t have to if we don’t want to!”

Petra nodded his head. “Yeah! They said the same about the other things too.”

“What other things?”

“I heard strange noises coming from Mommy and Daddy and Mama Kara’s room, and worried. So I looked, and saw them doing things to each other. Mama Kara said they were doing fun grown up things, and me and Petra can do try the things when we’re older.”

“We also agreed that if one of us wants privacy, they’ll close the door behind them. Right Isa?”

“Right!”

“So they can ... and you think it’s...”

“Ricardo! Their house, their rules. No one’s getting hurt, no?” He nodded his head. “Then there is nothing to worry about. Además, los niños serán niños, y estos dos son inteligentes. Entonces ellos también serán muy curiosos.”

[“ ... Besides, kids will be kids, and these two are smart. So they will be very curious too.”]

“Si...”

“Do you know Spanish Mommy?”

“No. I took a different language in high school and college. Mama Kara took Spanish though.”

“In high school. I barely remember any of it. Manny’s the only other one who has any real fluency besides Vanessa.”

“I wouldn’t exactly call my attempts with the language ‘fluency’. I know enough to help patients at work that have a tenuous grasp on English, but not enough to really speak it.”

Vanessa watched a look of panic briefly appear on her father’s face. So, you understood some of that then?

“Abuela?”

“Sí Isa?”

“You’re very pretty. Like Grandma K or Grandma F.”

Maria hefted her breasts. “Oh, I don’t know about that. These sag too much, my hair is all gray, and I have too many wrinkles.”

“Nuh uh! Grandma K said wrinkles mean you smiled a lot; Grandma F says her hair is a cwown of wisdumb, and boobies sag when you get older. It’s normal.”

“Do you mean ‘crown of wisdom’?” Isa nodded her head. “I’m going to like your other grandmas. Did either of them say anything else?”

Isa nodded her head, grinning. “Both Grandmas said you can see how a girl will look all grown up by looking at her mommy. Mama Vanessa will still be pretty when she gets old.”

Indeed Honey ... your mom has nothing to worry about. “Sometimes a girl takes after her daddy though, or a mix of her mommy and daddy. Would that change your mind on Mama Vanessa?” Isa shook her head. “Exactly.”

“Abuelo is strong like Daddy. Is that why Mama Vanessa is so strong too?”

“Possibly, Petra. But you didn’t get to see if Abuela is is also strong. I bet she is.”

“Oh! Strong mommy and daddy ... okay.” He pushed his empty plate forward a little. “I’m done.”

“Are you finished too Isa?” Isa nodded her head. “Put your dishes in the dishwasher, then head upstairs. I’ll be up in a moment, okay?” They nodded their heads, hopped down from their booster seats, and carried their plates and cups into the kitchen; then dashed upstairs a few moments later. “We call them monsters sometimes, but they really are good kids.” Darling, are you willing to clear off the table once everyone else is done?

Sure. “I’m good too. Does everyone else need a little more, or...” Kara glanced around “oops.”

“Me too.” Vanessa glanced around the table as Allison headed upstairs; everyone nodded their heads. Miranda and I will clear off the table. Maybe Manny can help you put away the left overs?

Sure.

Vanessa nodded her head, then stood up, stacking plates one on top of another. “Some assistance sis? We can talk for a bit after we’re done.”

“Okay. Andy?”

“Fun stuff?” They both nodded their heads. “Yes, lets.” She followed behind Vanessa, carrying the remaining antipasto. “Is there somewhere private we can have this talk?”

“A few places. The backyard is really nice, or we can go into the bedroom. Or maybe my new bedroom, although its a bit of a mess.”

“Mamá said something to me a little earlier about wanting to check out the living room. I think she wants to see the painting and photo album.”

“Pia’s painting is no problem. The album though...” Emanuel started “one of us really should be with them for that.”

“I’ll let Mamá know that. I don’t think she’ll mind waiting a little bit.”

“Is the backyard really private? I don’t mind all of you seeing everything, but I don’t want to show off to the neighbors.”

“We have a privacy fence around the backyard, so you have nothing to worry about. It is a little chilly outside now though...” Kara began, putting the lid back on the antipasto “nothing we’re not used to,, but if this is your first time really being naked in public, it might be a bit much for you.”

“My bedroom it is ... as long as you or Miranda don’t mind the toy bag being out. I kind of needed to dig out the shields earlier.”

“Not at all.”

That’s fair. She surprises me more and more each day. Vanessa glanced at the table. That’s everything. Do you need any more help?

No. All of the leftovers are away now, and the dishes won’t take too much longer. Go and enjoy your conversation.

Vanessa nodded, then turned back to Andy. “We’re good here. We can head upstairs as soon as Miranda’s back.”

Miranda bounded into the kitchen. “Let’s go then! Mamá said she and Papá will be waiting in the living room for Emanuel. Beat you upstairs!”

Andy laughed as Miranda bolted for the stairs; Vanessa nodded her head in agreement then glanced at Kara. “Oh, really?”

“Not just me. Allison too! Now get out of here.”

Vanessa watched Andy quickly head up the stairs and towards her room; she stepped through the door a few moments later, closing it behind her. “Okay, spill it sis.”

“Neither Andy or I have likely done anything you and your spouses have been up to, but we’ve both read enough erotica about such things that we’re both really curious to know more. To be honest, I was really surprised when you admitted to Papá and Mamá that you’ve been kinky too.”

“I wasn’t. You seemed just as nonchalant about those marks as your spouses were.”

“I’ve tried to do my best to not reveal any of this to Papá; I never thought he’d understand. So, what do you want to know?”

“Do you have a lot of ‘toys’? What kinds of things are you into? Them?...”

“Slow down sis. You remind me of the kiddos right now.”

“How?”

“In their excitement, they’ll start rattling off ALL of their questions at once. I can answer most of them, but...” so, my loves?

I’ll speak in general terms then, unless I need to specify something. “Okay, I can answer for everyone except Manny.” Not that there’s a lot to share where your interests are concerned. “Is that okay?” They both nodded their heads. “I guess I should start with the toys question. I don’t have a lot, but I can show you what I do have. I need to hang a few of them up anyway.”

“Can I look into the bag?”

Vanessa laughed softly, subtly shaking her head. “Sure. Let me grab one pair of things first.” She reached into the bag, pulling out a pair of floggers. “The blue and black is lighter and tends to leave sharp hits; the red and gold one is heavier and more of a dull smacking sensation.”

Andy glanced at the floggers, then back at Vanessa. “You can use those on yourself?”

“Somewhat. Certain body parts are easy to hit, while others really do need another person using it. That person has largely been Manny so far.”

“Not Allison or Kara?” Miranda asked, holding up the ovipositor “and what is this?”

“I don’t think they’ve seen either of these floggers. They have their own that they use instead. Honestly, theirs are much nicer. As for that ... I kind of need to tell a story first.”

“It looks kind of like one of our dildos, but I can’t quite figure out why there’s such a huge hole in the center” Andy began to remark “or why someone would want a dildo that’s so floppy.”

Vanessa watched Miranda’s head nod for a few moments, then her eyes grew wide. “Is it...”

“You peeked on me?”

“You, dear sister, are not as quiet when you orgasm as you might think you are. And I know you always used head phones for those movies, but the one time my curiosity got the better of me you accidentally unplugged them in the process of masturbating.”

“Okay, now I’m really lost. What is this supposed to be? It’s kind of scary thick.”

“It’s called an ovipositor, and it’s meant to mimic one of the things the tentacles like to do in my favorite hentai. Miranda may have also spotted the actual dildo in the bag too.”

“Oh!” She held up the dildo. “This one squirts like a real penis does, right?” Vanessa nodded her head. “So then, where are the eggs that one should deposit?”

“I don’t have any made at the moment.”

“Made?”

Vanessa turned to back to Andy. “Some types of gelatin are safe for insertion up there; I have some molds for making eggs out of that. I don’t do it often though; you both can guess what the heat up their will eventually do to a gelatin egg.”

Andy nodded their head. “Make a sticky mess I’m sure. Why not use ones made of silicon or something like that?”

“Because I don’t have strong enough pelvic muscles to force one out when it goes too deep in to pull out by hand. The ben wa balls at least have their little ring handled harness. My pair should be in there somewhere.”

“Okay, those I’m aware of. I’ve never personally used a pair, but Miranda swears by them.”

“So much fun. I think I found them.” She held up a small, blue velvet bag. “Should I put them back in the bag?”

“Actually, toss them to me. I want those to be a little easier to get to.” Miranda nodded her head, tossing the small bag towards Vanessa, it veering far to the side as it started to fly. “Crap ... I think I misjudged that throw horribly.”