Chapter 9

Friday, October 15, 1976

I spent Friday morning reading my Biology textbook through and going over the notes I'd made to date. My test was to be on Monday, and I didn't want to waste the weekend studying for it.

Sharon and I had just set down to lunch when Missy came up. "Would you guys mind if I ate with you today?" she asked.

"Not at all," I said. "In fact we were wanting to talk with you. Where's Alice?"

"Alice and I had an argument. We're kind of not speaking right now."

"I'm sorry. Is there anything we can do to smooth it over?"

"I'm afraid not. I probably shouldn't tell you this, because I hate gossip, but watch yourselves around Alice."

"Okay. I thought you guys were good friends. It always seemed to be Beth, Sharon, Alice and Missy."

"Well, I thought so too, but last night after you guys left Betty's, she started making some comments about Sharon and Bonnie that I didn't like, so I told her off."

"Missy," Sharon said. "If you're not comfortable in telling me, just tell me to mind my own business. But, what did she say about us?"

"Well, I am a little uncomfortable with it, but I'm going to tell you anyway. She said you and Bonnie must both be sluts. She said you were a slut for sleeping with Mike and Bonnie was a slut for letting you."

We sat in stunned silence for a few minutes then Sharon said, "Thank you Missy. I might let her get away with calling me a slut. By her standards I guess I am. I will not let her get away with calling Bonnie a slut. Bonnie took me in when Dad was abusing me. She did things for me that I never thought anyone would do for another person. I will not let Alice get away with this."

"Take it easy Slugger," I said. "Let it ride until you've talked to Bonnie. Neither one of us are calm enough right now to think rationally."

"Yeah, I guess you're right. Do you see why I love him so much, Missy?"

"I think I do. Now that I've dropped that bombshell, why did you guys want to talk to me?"

"Bonnie wanted us to ask you to spend the day with us tomorrow. Beth and I are going to be in the track meet tomorrow, and Sharon and Bonnie are going to be here watching it. She said if you'd like to come to the meet, you could come home with us after. We could all swim and hang out all afternoon, then you could have dinner with us. If you'd want, we could take you home after dinner, or you could spend the night with Beth."

"That sounds like so much fun. I'll have to ask my foster parents, but they'll probably let me. Can I call you guys tonight to let you know?"

"That would be great, Missy. I hope you can come," Sharon told her.

Sharon and Missy spent a lot of time during the rest of the lunch period talking about what Missy should bring. I would have felt left out if Sharon hadn't been running her hand up and down the inside of my thigh the whole time. Every once in a while she'd bump my cock, then she'd turn and grin at me. I had to rearrange myself before I got up so my boner didn't show so badly.

Practice was a team meeting. The coaches passed out schedules for the events. We didn't work up a sweat, so we were out quickly. Sharon met us, and I drove us home.

Missy had already called when we got there and said she could come and she could stay the night if it was okay.

Sharon and I told Bonnie and Beth about what Missy told us at lunch. Beth wanted to go out and make Aliceburgers, but Bonnie's cool head ruled.

"She's not worth it Beth," Bonnie said. "Just ignore her, and be very friendly to Missy. That'll get the message across quicker than anything else."

"I wanted to cut her tits off too, Bonnie, but Mike said I should talk to you first," Sharon told her. "I don't mind so much her calling me a slut, but she has no right calling you one."

"Listen kids, by society's rules, we are sluts. All of us. If anyone knew I slept with my son and my daughter, I could go to jail. If anyone knew I was letting a fifteen year old sleep with my son, I could go to jail. It's best to not stir up anything."

"I take exception to one thing, Bonnie. I think we need to put a block on Alice so she can't tell anyone about Sharon and I sleeping together or about you letting us," I said.

"Oh... I hadn't thought about that, Mike. Yes, we should. Do you think she'll be at the track meet tomorrow?"

"She should be. Most students come. It's a place for hanging out and being with your friends."

"Okay. Sharon and I will take care of her during the meet. Don't you and Beth worry about things. We want you to shine tomorrow."

We made an early night of it. We all snuggled in together, but didn't make love.

Saturday, October 16, 1976

Hillsdale has an impressive track team. Their 10K man set a state record last year, and he was back this year. We had to be at the field at 7:30 AM to get checked in to all of our events, and the events themselves started at 8:00.

Distance events were held on a separate track from the shorter events. The first event on our track was the women's mile. Beth took off like she was afraid someone was going to beat her, and when she crossed the finish line there wasn't anyone within a hundred yards of her. She set a new school record and was only three seconds off the state record.

I paced myself a little more on the men's mile. I won it easily but wasn't close to a record. I also won the five kilometer race handily. I didn't fare so well on the 10K race, though. I was passing a guy from the opposing team about a third of the way through the race when he accidently bumped me. I turned my ankle and went sprawling. I got up immediately and my ankle hurt like hell. It was badly sprained. I told my body to heal it, and started walking it off.

I was soon running again, but Hillsdale's 10K star had too much of a lead on me. I was about six paces behind him as I crossed the line. Beth won all three of her races.

Beth and I were a weary pair when we made our way over to the stands to find our group. We spotted Bonnie, Sharon, and Missy sitting about three rows up in the stands, smiling from ear to ear.

<Did you take care of Alice?> I asked mentally.

<Yes, but I'll tell you about it later, > Bonnie told us.

"Congratulations guys," Missy said as Beth and I went to sit with them.

"Thanks," I said. Beth is the one who shined though. "I should have won the 10K."

"It looked like you'd hurt your leg when you got up," Sharon said.

"Yeah, it hurt pretty bad for a while. It took me too long to get back running."

"Enough of this. We did good, now let's get out of here," Beth demanded. "I'm hungry."

"You're always hungry," Bonnie told her. "Do you want to stop at Betty's and get a burger, or would you rather go home? We have sandwich stuff at home."

"Let's just go home," Beth said. "I'd like to eat something then lay out in the sun for a while."

"Sounds good to me," I said. "Is this your suitcase?" I asked Missy.

She admitted it was, so I picked it up and carried it to the Suburban for her. We all piled in and were soon pulling into our driveway.

Bonnie and I started making sandwiches as soon as we got in the house, but the three girls disappeared. It was a half hour later, and Bonnie and I had already eaten when they reappeared.

When the girls came back in and started grabbing sandwiches, my mouth fell open and I was speechless. There wasn't enough material in the three bikinis they were wearing, put together to make a single handkerchief.

"If you were going to wear those, you should have just gone nude," Bonnie said with a laugh.

"We would have, Mom, but we have company," Beth said.

"Actually, going nude wouldn't have bothered me," Missy said. "My parents were naturists, and we went to nudist camps from as far back as I can remember. I guess Alice would have called me a slut too if she'd known that."

We all laughed, then Bonnie said, "We haven't been to a camp yet, but we plan to soon. We are usually nude around the house, and I don't see anything wrong with it."

"Sometimes a little mystery is more interesting than full nudity though, Bonnie. I'll bet Mike doesn't get tongue tied when you guys are nude, and I'm sure his mouth doesn't hang open like that," Missy teased.

"I thought that was just because there was a new girl around, Missy. You know you are exceptionally lovely, don't you?"

"No, Bonnie. I'm rather plain, and I know it."

"Mike, is Missy beautiful, or is it just me?" Bonnie asked.

"Absolutely gorgeous," I managed to get out. "Just like the other three women in this room."

"Good save, lover," Sharon said as she came over and gave me a big hug. "You might have had some catty females on your hands if you hadn't included the rest of us."

"I might be dumb but I'm not stupid," I said.

We had a lot of fun that afternoon, playing in the pool and talking as we soaked up the sun. Missy fit in with the group like she'd always been there. About the middle of the afternoon, the three girls were playing in the pool and Bonnie and I were laying out, catching some sun.

"You know, Bonnie," I said. "We bought me a new car and Beth a new car. I'm sure that when Sharon gets her license we'll buy her one as well. Don't you think it's time you got rid of that station wagon and bought a new car for yourself?"

"Yeah, I guess so. It's just that it gets me around and I really don't have any excuse for getting anything else."

"Bonnie, My Love," I said in a low voice so the girls wouldn't hear. "A Dodge Aspen isn't the car for a sexy young thing like you. You'd look sexy in an Edsel, but I'd still like to see you in something you'd be proud of. What's your all time favorite car?"

"Well, there is one I've always liked," Bonnie giggled. "About twenty years ago I saw my first Jaguar. It looked so sexy, I've always wanted one. It's not practical, but it sure is sexy."

"Have you seen the new XJ? I think it's one of the nicest looking ones yet."

"Yes, I always look at the new models each year. You know, maybe I should get one. I could keep the Aspen for grocery shopping and things like that."

"Yes, or you could use the suburban for things like that. That way I could use the Jag while you had my car."

"Yeah right. Like I'd turn a sixteen year old boy loose in a Jaguar."

"Remember, I'm really a fifty-eight year old man. Which would be worse to turn loose with a Jag?" I asked laughing so hard I attracted the girl's attention.

"You just want to drive it to pick up pussy," Bonnie accused.

"Yeah, right. I have the three prettiest pussys in the state of California right now. I don't need any more pussy."

"You may get one whether you need it or not," Bonnie whispered. "Doesn't it seem natural to have Missy here with us?"

"God, Bonnie, I don't think I could handle another hungry pussy. Three women are more than any man can keep up with."

"Hey stud, since you've found how to make Mr. Friendly stand at attention any time you want, you could take care of thirty women."

"Seriously Bonnie, I haven't heard Missy say anything about hearing people's thoughts or any thing like that. I'm not sure you can even change someone if they aren't already on the edge of doing it themselves."

"I know, but she just seems to fit in so perfectly. I'll try to draw her out this afternoon. Maybe she just hasn't said anything."

"Bonnie, if I didn't know better I'd say you were hot for her."

Bonnie smiled and leaned close to whisper. "I am."

We were still laughing our asses off when the girls came over to see what the commotion was about. "Bonnie is going to get herself a new car, and when I said I'd like to drive it, she accused me of wanting it to pick up girls."

"You've already got all the girls you need," Sharon said as she climbed up on my lap and snuggled in.

"You are absolutely right," I told her. I leaned down to share a tender kiss, which turned into one of her toe curlers. When we finally broke for air, I said. "Now you have to stay here for a while, Sweety. Unless you want to advertise to the world what you do to me."

We sat for a couple of minutes while the laughter died down, then I got up still holding Sharon to me. I carried her to the pool and stepped up on the diving board. I started kissing her as I walked the length of the board like I had with Beth a while back. When I stepped off the end, our lips were locked together and she was still in my arms.

We broke the kiss as we surfaced. Our lips were two inches apart when I said, "You are the only woman I'll ever need." We kissed again, treading water. I could have kept it up for the rest of the afternoon, if Beth hadn't done a cannonball right next to us. We nearly drowned from the splash.

We did a lot of dunking and grabassing for a while. I kept ending up with hand fulls of tit and hand fulls of butt. I have no idea how many times my cock and my ass were groped, nor who was doing the groping. It was a lot of fun, though, and the first time this afternoon we had been able to be completely free.

I finally tired of the pool and climbed out to dry off. When I leaned back in one of the lounges, Sharon immediately settled on my lap again. It is a wonderful thing to have a very desirable young lady in a micro-bikini snuggle in your lap. Sharon could feel my reaction to her body and gave me a big smile. If Missy hadn't been less than six feet away, I'm sure we'd have enjoyed the snuggling even more.