Chapter 39: Excuse, Please

"Wow, you're pretty good at that, Munchkin," Kathy cackled as little sister Becky lapped the honey from her pot.

"Thammmmk oooohfff."

"Didn't anyone ever teach you not to talk with your mouth full?" Kathy teased as she rode her sibling?s talented tongue to an electrifying climax. "Yes!" She screamed as her passion was transported upward into the halls of Valhalla. "Finally, yes!"

Christi performed a similar feat on Mommy. Her tongue bathed her man-in-the-boat with tender tickles of pleasure and probed her secret spots with the tingly tips of her long fingers. Mommy rocked wildly against the beautiful brunette's mouth and would have pulled her whole head inside her if only there was room. "Oh, Chris, yes! You're wonderfullllllll," she howled and thrashed violently on the black leather couch.

"Okay, I will let you marry my daughter." Mommy laughed and kissed

Christi on the mouth. "Wow, you really sent me out there. How did you know I'd like it like that?"

"Oh," Christi grinned, "an almost-lesbian just knows these things."

Mommy hugged her almost daughter-in-law then looked up quickly, "I could have sworn I heard Becky a minute ago. Is she here? Becky?"

"Mmmmmmm ear Maaaaaaaheeee," the freckle face gargled before Kathy could release her from her vice-like grip. "I'm here," the freckle-face jumped to her feet and ran to Mommy.

"Sweetheart," Mommy took the little traveller in her arms, "we weren't expecting you. How'd you get here?"

"Daddy sent me back on the plane 'cause play practice starts tomorrow," Becky explained. "He had a cab driver meet me at the airport and I gave him a tip all by myself. He tasted like strawberries, Mommy!"

"That's great," Mommy looked around, "but where's your luggage?"

"Oh, it's on the porch and I've got a surprise. Now, everybody shut their eyes and don't peek. Okay?" Becky ran toward the front door.

"Okay," everybody said.

Becky returned a minute later. "Okay, you can open your eyes now," a tiny Asian girl in a blue sailor uniform trembled before the speechless women. "This is Kim. She's my age but," Becky said confidentially, "she's a virgin. See," she lifted the girl's plaid skirt to reveal a bright-orange chastity belt, the lock was wrapped in an official red government seal that certified Kim's purity. "Daddy bought her for me in Tokyo 'cause I did everyone he told me to."

"It's very nice to meet you," Kim bowed. "Miss Becky is very good to me and I like her very much," she said softly. "I'll be a good house slave, you'll see.?

?I'll go get Miss Becky's luggage, now," Kim bowed again and left Kathy, Mommy and Christi open-mouthed on the couch.

"Isn't she neat?" Becky grinned from ear-to-ear.

Mommy was the first to regain her voice. "You know, Sweetheart, owning a slave is a big responsibility. You'll have to feed her and make sure

she has clean clothes and bathes regularly and has a warm place to sleep -- "

"Oh, she can sleep with me," Becky promised.

"Be sure you're sure, Becky," Mommy resumed, "because if you don't take care of her we'll have to sell her or give her to your brother."

"No, she's mine!" Becky protested. "Billy can't have her, at least not until I'm ready to share."

"Wow, Daddy never bought me a slave just for doing everyone I was told to," Kathy sulked.

"You don't need a slave, Miss Kathy," Christi giggled, "'cause you've got me.?

"Wow, Becky, that's so cool! Anytime you want me to help you," Christi winked, "you know, fix that little 'virginity problem', just let me know."

"Hey, Becky, how are you going to keep Kim away from 'dear' brother until you're ready to share?" Kathy quizzed.

"Daddy told me to loan her to Billy next week on his birthday and let him pop her sherry."

"That's 'cherry', Dear," Mommy corrected. "That's sweet of your Father. I don't think Billy's had a virgin before," she smiled, "he'll like that."

Kim returned loaded down with Becky's luggage. "Excuse, please, where is Mistress' room?"

This is going to be very entertaining, Kathy thought as she watched her sister lead the nubile newcomer up the stairs.