Chapter 11: Nothing to do with Bankruptcy

“All right, ladies, let’s eat!” Ed and Carl were already in Mimi headed for the Cattle Corral and their steak dinner. Ed: “Teresa told me about this little car. I think she is in love with it.”

“Well, that’s perfectly understandable. But shouldn’t she have a boyfriend by now? Same for her sisters?” “The truth is, they are very self-conscious. None of them have any money, or good clothes, or their own cars. If I could have sent them off to college(s), that might have changed the dynamics. For now, though, they’re homebodies.”

Back at Sally’s, dinner was complete. Six pairs of hands sped through the clean-up. Outside, the Cauldron was uncovered, bubbling, and hot. “There’s room for all of us ladies, but not for swimwear. Take towels up to the second bedroom and strip. Cecie and I will be in the water when you return. Don’t worry, the spa is completely private.”

Lisa was first to appear. She was the curviest of the sisters, and blonde. Putting her towel aside, she settled into one of the molded seats and sighed, happily. “I have to get a rich man to buy me one of these, also with a ‘Naked Only’ sign.” “But what does he get?” asked Cecie. “Obviously, 19 kinds of unlimited sex!”

Next was Helen, the oldest. Her large breasts still showed red marks from her ill-fitting bra. “Ouch, Helen, who sold you that contraption?” “I don’t really remember, it was years ago.” “Shit. You’re going to the mall with me tomorrow for a proper fitting. No arguments! Then we’re going burn your old bras in the trash barrel. And we’re going to trim your black head and pussy hair, better for summer weather.”

Teresa appeared next, also with black hair, but curly. No trimming needed. Teresa’s body was slim and showed some muscles. Her best feature was her stunning blue eyes.

Last was Marianne, the math genius. Although she was the shortest sister, she was also curvy, with brown hair. Her smile was infectious. She had removed her contact lenses so she loitered at the edge, asking for help. Lisa was ready to sit on the edge for a cool-down, so she guided her sister to the remaining seat.

“While I’m up, does anybody want sodas or water?” Sally said, “‘C’ and I want waters, please.” “Teresa? Helen?” Distribution complete, Lisa sat on the edge again.

Marianne took a furtive squint at Lisa’s exposed pussy. Unbeknownst to her sisters and father, she considered herself bisexual, but inexperienced. Her three sisters were delicious young women and frequent targets of her hidden lust. She could hardly wait to point her new laptop at porn sites, both lesbian and straight. She might even look at gay men too.

Sally was next to sit out on the edge of the Cauldron, followed by Cecie. “I’m so happy I can soak again. I’m going to get Carl and Sally in here for a little orgy.”

“Orgy?” asked Marianne. “Can I come?” “I can’t promise you will come, but you’re welcome to join us.”

“Just tell me when.”

Sally spoke up. “On that note, ladies, the guys will be back soon. We need to dry off and get dressed, or your father will have a cow.” “No he won’t,” retorted Helen. “He’s seen all of us naked. Summer weekends we take the van up to a lake where we all skinny dip. Then we lay out for a while to dry and get a little sun. You see any tan lines on these bodies? There’s your answer.”

“What do Ed’s girlfriends think about this?” “Dad hasn’t had any dates since Mom passed. I think the poor guy has to jerk off to have any fun. And he works so hard; we worry about him. I hope Carl actually took him to a strip club, instead of strip steaks.”

When Ed and Carl returned, all six women were seated on the edge of the Cauldron. Ed just laughed, while Carl goggled. “Sweetie, you need to be more cautious. You’re going to make the Nerdettes jealous when you display your perfect body like that. And poor Ed is all distracted, too.”

Ed said, “My daughters are all very fetching, and I am here to fetch them home. While they are dressing, I need to thank you again, Sally, for everything you’ve done for us. I could never have purchased all these new laptops.”

“Actually, Ed, I’m not done. Helen and I are going to the mall tomorrow to get new bras. Then we’re going to burn that over-the-shoulder boulder holster and her other nasty bras and underwear. Oh, and Marianne’s coming to our next orgy.” “That’s nice, she never shops for—wait, what?”

“Daddy, don’t worry. I’ll explain later. Let’s all go home.”