Chapter 53: Truth and Reconciliation

November 23, 2002, Chicago, Illinois

🎤 Jesse

The game against Chicago Latin was challenging, but Nicholas scored an early goal on a powerplay, and we scored one more in each period, giving up only one in the third period when we were shorthanded, for a final result of 3–1. That kept Chicago Latin in fourth place, and we maintained our undefeated record.

After showering and dressing in street clothes, I went out to meet Jerry and Mia. We agreed to have lunch at Ricobene's, and I confirmed with Zahra and Zaida that it was OK, and they agreed. Mitch and Fangsu accepted an invitation to come with us as well. I introduced everyone, and then we headed to the restaurant in three cars.

"Is your dad out of town?" Mia asked after we sat down at Ricobene's.

"No. My sister was testing for her black belt today, so he had to be there. My Aunt Suzanne recorded it with our video camera so I could watch it later. Dad has been at nearly every game, so I totally understand. How are things in Madison?"

"Great!" Mia exclaimed. "Hockey is great, and we both have straight A's. Mom Two said you guys are undefeated!"

"Two games to go, and the last one is against Oak Park."

"And Nicole is going to do her damnedest to score on you, isn't she?"

"Nothing would make her happier than wrecking our undefeated season!" I admitted.

"Are she and Mikey still a couple?"

"Yes. We see them at our Hangouts. We had one last week, or I'd invite you. I take it you're going back before next Sunday afternoon?"

"Yes. We'll be back on December 16th after finals. Are you free Friday or Saturday of next week?"

"Yes. Give me a call, and we'll get together."

"Cool!"

"Just so you know, my friend Scarlett from Rochester will be here, so she'll hang out with us."

"How serious is it?" Jerry asked.

"Enough that we've seen each other a few times, even though she lives in Rochester and I live in Chicago."

"High School?"

"College. She's a Sophomore at the University of Minnesota, Rochester. I met her at hockey camp over the Summer. You'll like her, I'm sure."

After we finished our lunch, Zahra and I drove Zaida home, and then Zahra and I went to my house, where, thankfully, my moms weren't home, as that might have made Zahra nervous.

"Would you like something to drink?" I asked her when we walked into the house.

She smiled, "Are you asking to be polite or because you think I might be nervous?"

"Yes," I replied with a smile.

Zahra smiled, then reached up and pulled down her scarf, revealing gorgeous black hair, which she shook out so that it cascaded over her shoulders.

"You're beautiful!" I exclaimed.

"Your turn!" she exclaimed.

I pulled off my team sweatshirt, then lifted my heavy soldier's cross from under my T-shirt.

"You cheated!" Zahra exclaimed with a smile.

I laughed, slipped my cross back inside my T-shirt, then quickly pulled the T-shirt over my head.

"Very handsome!" Zahra declared.

"Would you like to go up to my room?" I asked.

"Yes," Zahra agreed. "Very much!"

I took her hand and led her up the stairs to my bedroom.

🎤 Steve

After lunch, but before my afternoon karate class and my mentoring session with Avanti, I went next door to see Penny.

"I hear you and Birgit made a deal," I said with a grin.

Penny laughed, "Birgit asked for something, I said she couldn't meet the price, and she suggested something that would meet the price!"

"And you're completely innocent?" I asked with an arched eyebrow.

"I might have confirmed her surmise was correct."

"And you realize why it can't happen, right? That it has nothing at all to do with Birgit being with Terry?"

"Obviously! You wouldn't have a concern about that."

"Not for Birgit, but for you and Terry, given your history."

"You'd object?"

"No, but I'd advise you against it. I'm not sure your relationship with Terry would survive."

"Birgit being with him or me being with you?"

"Both. But in the end, that would be between you and Terry. But you and me? You know why that can't happen."

"A choice I made when I was fifteen, which I do not regret!" Penny declared. "Which isn't to say I don't have fantasies!"

I chuckled, "We all do. The most important thing we can do is understand which ones are possible and which ones have to remain fantasies."

"Will you answer a question for me?"

"What's that?"

"Do you miss it? I mean, you and me?"

"It's been twenty years," I replied. "I think the best thing to say is that given the same choice now that I gave you eighteen years ago, I'd choose to work with you and never regret that choice for a second."

"One more question, please," Penny requested. "What are you going to say to Amber on her fourteenth birthday next July?"

"The more important question is what you are going to say."

"That she should wait until she turns fifteen, just as I did."

"Then that's the law, according to Steve and Penny," I said firmly.

🎤 Jesse

"I know it seems strange," Zahra said as she pulled her sweater over her head, "but this is easier than removing my scarf.

"Actually, it doesn't," I replied. "I understand the significance of removing your scarf and the implication of you doing that."

I began undressing as well, and a minute later, we were both naked.

"Gorgeous doesn't even begin to describe it," I said appreciatively.

She was six inches shorter than I was and breathtakingly beautiful with olive skin, small, firm breasts capped by brown nipples, nicely flared hips, neatly trimmed black pubic hair, and plump labia. There wasn't an ounce of fat anywhere on her body.

"Thank you," she said with a smile.

"I understand Islam has some purity rules regarding sex," I said.

Zahra smiled, "And if I thought those mattered, I would not be standing naked in a man's room, ready to give myself to him!"

"Good point," I replied with a smile. "Though what we do is up to you."

"I want you to make me a woman today, Jesse," she said quietly, then looked down at my raging erection, which had sprung up as soon as I'd seen her naked. "I want that inside me."

And I absolutely wanted to be inside her! I took her in my arms, pulled her firm, sexy body against mine, and when she turned up her head, I touched my lips to hers. Zahra parted her lips, and I pushed my tongue gently into her mouth. Zahra responded by squeezing her arms tightly around me and fiercely kissing me, her tongue battling with mine.

We kissed for a minute, then I scooped Zahra into my arms, and she put her arms around my neck. I carried her over to my bed, managed to pull down the duvet, and laid her on the bed. I climbed in next to her, and we both turned on our side so we could kiss. As our tongues danced, I ran my hand along Zahra's side, hip, and upper leg.

After a few minutes, I gently pushed her onto her back, sucked on each of her hard nipples in turn, then kissed my way down her chest and stomach. I moved between Zahra's legs, slipped my arms under them, and lowered my mouth to her glistening labia. I licked up and down a few times, then pressed the tip of my tongue against Zahra's clit, causing her to moan softly.

Zahra's juices tasted wonderful, and I probed her tunnel, her tight labia gripping my tongue as I swirled it inside her tight tunnel. After a minute or so, I closed my mouth around her clit, sucked softly, and teased it with my tongue. Zahra gasped, moaned, then groaned as she had her first orgasm. I knew what she wanted, and she was certainly wet enough, so I moved on top of her, grasped my shaft, and rubbed my glans up and down along her dripping labia.

"Slow and gentle," she whispered.

I nodded and looked into her eyes as I pushed my hips forward, my glans spreading her labia and entering her tight, slick tunnel. I used four gentle thrusts to fully embed myself in Zahra, savoring the tight fit. I waited for a moment, then she nodded, so I lowered my head to kiss her and began screwing her with slow, gentle thrusts. Zahra wrapped her arms and legs around me and began moving her hips to meet my thrusts.

We continued that slow, deliberate rhythm, kissing deeply, until Zahra groaned and her pussy spasmed around my shaft, her muscles rippling and providing intense pleasure. When Zahra's orgasm had run its course, she broke our kiss, panting.

"So wonderful," she breathed as we continued our slow-motion screw.

A few minutes later, Zahra tensed, squeezed her arms and legs tightly around me, and groaned deeply as she had a more intense orgasm.

"Unreal," she breathed.

A third and fourth followed, each one more intense than the previous one, and just as the fourth had run its course, my pleasure reached its pinnacle. I pushed deeply into Zahra, ground against her clit, then groaned as I bathed her tunnel with jet after jet of cum. Immediately after the last spurt, I slowly pulled out, moved down, and orally pleasured Zahra to orgasm before moving up beside her. She turned to her side, threw one arm and one leg over me, snuggled close, and sighed deeply.

"I'm a woman now," she said. "Thank you."

I kissed the top of her head, then said, "It was fantastic."

"Will you want to do this with me again?" she asked.

"Absolutely."

"Today?"

"Absolutely!"

🎤 Birgit

DadsPumpkin: Hej!
KjellK88: Hej!
DadsPumpkin: How are you?
KjellK88: Good! What time is it for you?
DadsPumpkin: 1430. I need to tell you something.
KjellK88: Please don't say you have a boyfriend and are in a relationship!
DadsPumpkin: No chance! But what I wanted to tell you is something like that. I decided I wanted to go to the same school my dad went to in Göteborg. I'll see you, of course, and we can sleep together, but I think it would be better if I lived with another family.
KjellK88: Did I do something wrong?
DadsPumpkin: No way! It's complicated, but it does have to do with a guy who wanted to be my boyfriend the way you mean.
KjellK88: And you think living with me would make us a couple?
DadsPumpkin: Something like that, and I'm not ready for that.
KjellK88: Mom actually suggested you might change your mind. She says you are very much like your dad!
DadsPumpkin: Except I plan to have only ONE husband when the time comes.
KjellK88: Will I be permitted to apply? 😘
DadsPumpkin: Well, your first interview was great! And second ... and third... 😜
KjellK88: You're too funny! And I was teasing.
DadsPumpkin: I know! But you never know what might happen. You don't plan to marry before you finish university, right?
KjellK88: No way! And you know I've been dating since you left.
DadsPumpkin: Dating. Uh-huh!
KjellK88: Right, because you're living like a nun!
DadsPumpkin: Never! You're not upset?
KjellK88: No. But I hope you'll visit often.
DadsPumpkin: I will! You heard the story about my dad and Pia, right?
KjellK88: Yes. He saw her at least once a month, even though she lived in Helsingborg.
DadsPumpkin: I'm not sure how often, but there are plenty of trains.
KjellK88: I wish I could see you before then.
DadsPumpkin: I don't think Dad has a vacation planned, but I know your family is welcome here. Or just you, if you want.
KjellK88: And I could sleep in your bed?.
DadsPumpkin: Of course! But you won't get much sleep!
KjellK88: I'll talk to my parents! Sorry, but I'm about to go out with my friends.
DadsPumpkin: Later!
KjellK88: Later!

That had gone FAR better than I'd hoped because I really liked Kjell. Living with his family wouldn't have been the worst thing in the world, but I wanted to have as much fun, on my terms, as I could in Sweden. And I really did hope that Kjell could visit before I began my year as an exchange student in about eighteen months.

I got up from my desk, took off all my clothes, and checked myself in the mirror.

"You're still the sexiest girl on the planet, Birgit Adams!" I declared.

I got into the shower and washed my hair and body. When I finished, I dried off, then dressed in casual clothes. I brushed my hair, pulled it back in a loose ponytail, then went downstairs. Dad was with Avanti, so I let my mom know I was going to Tiffany's house to meet some of the Girl Gang.

🎤 Jesse

After two more slow, gentle screws, I led Zahra to the bathroom so we could shower.

"Could I see you next weekend?" Zahra asked as I adjusted the temperature of the spray.

"I have a friend visiting," I said.

"I understand. In two weeks, then? Saturday is probably the only day I could be away from home without drawing suspicion. Well, unless I skip homework with Birgit and Zaida, but that would make my parents suspicious because I'd be doing homework at home."

"Two weeks would be fine," I said, stepping into the shower.

Zahra stepped in as well, and I began washing her, remembering the concern about different soap and shampoo.

"You're going to smell like my soap," I said.

"I have body spray in my purse," Zahra said. "I didn't know we'd shower, so I was going to use it so I could hide what I was sure would smell like I'd done something about which my parents would not be happy!"

"Smart thinking!"

"This is almost perfect," Zahra sighed as I lathered her sexy butt.

"What would make it perfect?" I asked.

"If you were Muslim! My dad would certainly agree to sign the papers so I could marry, which would let us do this all the time! And nobody could object!"

"Oh, people would object," I countered. "They'd lose their minds about you marrying at sixteen, which, by the way, is a year away. And I'm not ready to marry!"

"Neither am I!" Zahra declared. "I was just thinking about what it would be like to sleep in the same bed and be able to do what we just did whenever we wanted! You liked it a lot, right?"

"Very much! And I certainly want to do it again, but we also have to make sure your parents don't find out or even become suspicious. What did you tell them about this afternoon?"

"That I would be with friends from school at the hockey game, that we'd have lunch, and that I would be home before dinner. My parents aren't nearly as strict as Zaida's. So long as I say my prayers, go to services at the mosque, act respectful, and wear my scarf and conservative clothes, they don't bother me too much."

I finished lathering Zahra, and she rinsed off, then took the soap and began lathering my body. Her soft hands felt great, and she spent extra time on my groin, exploring my shaft and sack with her soapy hands, causing the inevitable reaction.

"Oops!" she giggled. "I seem to have caused a problem!"

"An accident?" I asked. "Or..."

"We can do it again, but then we'd have to shower once more!"

"Or we can just do it in the shower!"

"How so?"

I sat down, pulled her into my lap, and helped her mount me. Another slow, gentle screw, this one under the spray, resulted in three strong orgasms for Zahra before her fourth one brought me off. When our orgasms had passed, she sighed deeply and put her head on my chest.

"Amazing," she breathed. "Simply amazing."

We sat for a moment, then I helped her off me, and we both stood up to finish our shower. When we were clean, we dried off and went back to my room to dress. Zahra sprayed rose-scented body spray over herself before putting on her clothes, and once we were dressed, we left my room and went downstairs. We put on our shoes, coats, hats, and gloves and left the house so I could walk her home.

🎤 Steve

After Avanti and I had finished our mentoring session, Yuriko came to the door of my study.

"Would you have tea with me, please?" she asked.

Jess was at work, Kara had gone to her lab after karate, Suzanne and Natalie were out, and the kids were either out or going out, which meant Yuriko and I would shortly have the house to ourselves.

"Yes, of course," I replied.

I got up and followed her to the Indian room, where she'd already set out the tea. I sat down on one of the pillows, and Yuriko poured tea for both of us, then sat across from me.

"You know, I never asked what it is your grandfather grows."

"Rice, barley, soy, cabbage, broccoli, spinach, and potatoes at various times in his fields, and he rotates the crops to keep the soil healthy. He also has greenhouses for tomatoes and strawberries. And he has chickens, as well, for eggs. He also tends bonsai as a form of relaxation and an alternate source of income."

"Who helps him now?"

"He has two hired men who work full-time and others who work part-time. He's still able to do a lot of work himself, though not as much as he once could."

"How old is he?"

"Sixty-five. He's in excellent health, and my great-grandfather is still alive and is healthy at age eighty-eight. Your dad is the same age, right?"

"He was eighty-five in August, so very close, and he, too, is in excellent health."

"Did you ever think of taking over your dad's business?" Yuriko asked.

"No. Once I discovered computers when I was fifteen, I knew that was what I wanted to do. Before that, I hadn't really focused on anything specific."

"None of the kids have decided, have they? Well, besides Albert, who wants to go to the Naval Academy?"

"No, though Jesse is strongly leaning towards a degree in business, which, combined with his hockey experience, would lead to a job with the NHL. Birgit has mentioned chemistry or chemical engineering, and Matthew has mentioned joining the Navy, but they all have years to think about it."

"You should come to Japan with Birgit," Yuriko said.

"I would love to, but I don't think it will fit into the family schedule."

"Perhaps someday."

"Absolutely," I agreed.

"When we finish our tea, may I bathe you and pleasure you?"

"You may."

Yuriko smiled and poured us each a second cup of tea. We sipped in silence, and when we finished, we stood, she took my hand and led me to the Playroom, where she bathed me, then led me to the bed, where she pleasured me with her mouth, then a second time by riding me.