Chapter 5

Tina woke early the next day before her parents started roaming the house. She was thinking about her adopted role to help her mother. If only there was a way to avoid potentially dangerous situations such as the previous night. If she could just control her mother's erratic behavior. This helter skelter search for sex just couldn't continue. Tina was still shocked by how long her mother had gotten away with her adultery. It was all too new and incredible for her and it all seemed ready to blow up in front of them any day.

She had finished her morning grooming when she recognized the noise of her parents fucking up another storm. She paused to smile at the familiar animal noises she had learned to equate with a solid family, a notion she now realized as idealistic. Still the romance of her imagery triggered a few moments of pleasant contemplation. She was thinking about Herbert. There was a boy she wasn't sure she was in love with but one whose friendship needed to cross into some sexual frolicking. The night in his VW had been uncomfortable but fun.

She realized that she was discovering sex from two opposite perspectives simultaneously, one uncouth and nightmarish, and the other casually naughty and beautiful. She was just beginning to discover she was growing accustomed to both.

She decided to make breakfast and surprise them. She chose a simple and easy to fix meal and soon knocked on their door with a steaming tray of tasty eggs, toast, juice and hash browns.

"Good morning young lovers! Your slavedaughter needs to get to school sometime and if you two aren't fed and ready, she'll have to spend the day too unfulfilled to do anything but smoke joints in the school parking lot with reprehensible boys."

"I'm starving! You delightful spawn of my womb, come in." Her mother called joyously.

"Hey, we're not dressed." Tina's father replied in an uncharacteristically embarrassed tone.

"Oh, just stay under the covers Harold. I'll feed you like my very own baby."

Tina barely pieced together the hushed, but suggestive response. "We already did that." Her mother's tinkling laughter followed.

"Quiet and let us be fed. Oh girl, we'll take our breakfast on the bed."

Tina cautiously opened the door and shyly stepped in with her tray. She hadn't expected them to be naked. Aside from her recent experience with her mother, she had seen both her parents undressed on the odd occasion, but this time the air held too many reminders and smells of their recent orgy.

Her mother sat up with the comforter tucked under her arms, but her father had slunk down all the way to his chin.

Tina set the tray gently on the edge of the bed and tried to retreat gracefully, but her mother was in her extreme cheerful mode.

"What is this some backward home of puritans? Jesus child sit down and join us. Breakfast was made for families to huddle and plan their assault on the day. Herbert, you look like a victim in a horror film about to have his head chomped off." Cynthia paused and suddenly chuckled and nudged her husband.

Tina went to the dressing chair in the room, but her mother wasn't having any.

"Oh, sit here on the corner by me Tina." She urged happily. "Harold, sit up and feed yourself. I'm too famished to spoon feed you." She turned to the food and dug out a hearty portion. Tina's father conceded to a point and revealed his hairy shoulders. He reached one lanky arm out to dish up some of his daughter's grub. His normal confident smile returned as he began to munch.

It was the first time Tina could think of that her own father reminded her of Herbert. She almost let out a giggle as she joined them on the bed.

"Harold, I'm going to take Tina out of school each day to spend some quality time with her before she finishes growing up and abandons us."

"Huh? Why can't you go off together in the evenings?"

"What, and leave my dearest hubby to fend for himself. I wouldn't do that to our kitchen. Besides it's more fun playing hooky. We know she won't learn anything useful at a high school anyway. That'll have to wait until college when there are too many competing men to distract her from her studies."

"Wait a second, from what I've glean about her young lad Herbert she may already be having more 'distraction' than she's old enough for."

Tina blushed deeply and tried to hide her face.

"Hush dear. That's none of our business. If there's one thing I'm confident about our daughter is her judgment.

"Your right of course, honey. I just like the grief mentioning it causes her." Tina's father proudly scored another verbal victory.

Cynthia playfully slapped her husband's face in response. But accidentally she let the cover slip from her chest. Both of her full titties bounced free and in full view of her husband and daughter. For a second there was absolute silence.

"Whoops." Cynthia gulped and tugged the blanket over her again. "I guess there are too many puritans in this family." She offered meekly.

All three burst out laughing. They finished their meal rife with gay conversation, but out of the corner of her eye Tina noticed the suspect bulge of her father's answering erection. She hastily looked elsewhere, but throughout the rest of breakfast her mind was plagued by one question. She had seen her father naked before, but she had never seen his erection. Could it really be that big?

In fact it was the one thought that plagued her for the rest of the day. Even factoring in the bulky down comforter her father's dick must have been three inches wide and almost a foot long! Tina knew that penis size folklore was mostly lies, but she couldn't help imagining that at some point a cock could become so big it couldn't feel like the average size. The thought of having sex with her father never entered her mind, but having discovered the sheer magnitude of his dick changed her perspective towards him. It was the first physically strange thing she had ever known about him.

Her mother didn't bother her that day. She apparently had been supplied with all the sex she needed for one day. Tina made an effort to seek out all of her friends for a good chat. She felt out of touch with them. At the end of the day she greeted Herbert with a warm smile, a big hug and a promising kiss.

"Uh, hi Tina. What are you doing here?" He asked oddly nervous.

"Harold, we are dating. What's the matter?"

"Oh, I dunno. I guess I have tell you about it. I really do like you."

"Huh? Harold! What's that suppose to mean?" Tina's elated mood dissipated as if someone had switched on a fan against a fresh smell.

"Uh, oh geez. Let's talk away from here."

"Of course Harold. Don't keep me in suspense." She looked at him with a fretful stare.

They walked awhile until they were near some isolated trees on school grounds. Tina nervously kept glancing at Harold's face for some clue, but he seemed too nervous to look at at anything except the ground in front of him.

"Tina, I really do like you, but..." He finally began.

"But, what?" Tina prodded anxiously.

"I can't do what we did last night."

"What? You seemed to like it. Oh my gosh Herbert I wouldn't do anything you didn't like. What did I do wrong?"

"I d-don't think you did anything wrong. I just really am not ready to do that with you."

"What are you gay?" Tina blurted out crazily. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean that. Really. I just don't know what to say." She immediately repented.

"No! At least I don't think so. I just can't seem to cope with the idea of going to bed with you. And it's not because I'm frightened. I am, but more it's like I want run away from the whole scene. I mean last light was amazing, I've never done any thing like that, but when I began to think about doing it again I'm just not prepared to deal with it."

"Huh?" It was the strangest thing she had ever heard, but her lack of understanding just made her really angry. "Fine! Your ready enough to stare at Anna Wyse's cunt, but when I offer you the whole she-bang you're just going to walk out on me?"

"Aw, geez I'm sorry. I'm just trying to be honest. The thing with Anna was a trap. Please don't get angry."

"Harold, I hate you. Get away from me. How can I not get angry. I really want you, and you turn me away like I'm garbage. Is this some kind of religious thing? Maybe, just maybe I could understand that, but don't just say you don't want me." Tears rolled out of her eyes and soaked her cheeks. She had to choke out the words. "Get away from me." She turned and ran. It was the worst thing that could ever happen to her.

"Tina, wait!" Harold called after her.

Tina ran faster, hoping the drumming of her feet would drown out his desperate request.

She went straight home. Tina burst into the house and ran to her mother.

"Oh it was awful!" She told her the whole incident, and she even admitted to having sex with him. "What am I going to do? I couldn't even show my face around him. I die."

"Aw honey, it'll be okay. Do you love this boy? "

"No mom. I'm sure I don't, but I like him a lot. I never realized he would balk at having a little fun. Oh don't tell me I did the wrong thing."

"Tina, my sweet child, I'm sure at the time you did the right thing. It's just that later you may have to face up to your decision right or wrong. People have been building sexual barriers for millions of years. There are so many different notions about what the right way to have sex is we may be forced to assume individual identities.

"You really didn't do much at all, and I'm proud of you for being safe."

"Mother, but isn't what you're doing wrong?" Tina blurted out.

"Of course it is. If I have to face up to it I guess I'll have to, but for as long as I can I'll try to avoid that retribution." It must have been really hard for Herbert to face up to his. I hope you weren't too hard on him."