Chapter 1

Trey and Kat were at Robbie's every chance they had, playing in and around the pool, playing games and checking out websites on Robbie's spare computer, just generally having fun discovering the world outside of their very restrictive church / school.

Kat's time with them was rapidly coming to a close, as her folks were expected to be back from their trip over the weekend. Lindsey would take the girls to church on Sunday morning and Kat would go home with her mom and dad.

It was late, maybe 9:30 or so on Saturday evening. Robbie was relaxing out on his patio, feet up, soft music playing as he watched the flames in his outdoor fire-pit. Nursing a nearly empty glass of fine malt whiskey, he was startled by Lindsey's quiet voice from the side of his deck. "Could I get one of those?"

He couldn't help but notice the plaintive look on her face as she stood off at a distance, hugging herself, looking like, well, he wasn't sure. Sad, maybe? Empty?

He swept his hands telling her to join him on the other lounge chair while he went to get a drink for her, and to freshen his. "I'll have what you're having, Robbie."

"But Lin, this is straight whiskey on ice."

"That's perfect. Make it a double?"

'Oh my' was Robbie's thought as he got the drinks and brought them outside. After handing Lindsey her drink, he settled himself back into his chair, watching as she nearly chugged a large part of it, then simply sat and stared at the fire. He could barely make out in the flickering light that her face was flushed, her hands shaking. "Lin, what is it, Honey?"

She took a deep sighing breath. Shuddering, she took another big gulp of the whiskey, put the glass down and covered her face with her hands. "Oh Robbie. What am I going to do?"

"Do about what, Sweetheart?"

"Now gazing intently into the fire, she said, "Robbie, I... I - I saw them."

"Saw who, Lin?"

"I didn't mean to, Robbie. I... I was just passing by her room. I heard a noise. I looked over. Her door was cracked open, and I saw Trey. Trey and Kat. Together, Rob. Trey and Kat, they were together on Trey's bed. They were naked, and they were... they were... Oh Robbie!" Softly moaning.

Robbie was very concerned about Lindsey's reaction to her discovery. "What did you do, Lin," he asked quietly?

"Do? What did I do, Robbie? Oh, God, Robbie! I didn't do anything, I just stood there. I stood there and watched. I just stood there and watched them, Robbie."

Robbie thought he could sense Lindsey's true feelings as her breathing shallowed. "Made you hot, Lin?" he was barely whispering.

Still staring at the flames, her only response a slight nodding of her head, he pressed on, "Made you real hot. Made you want to go in and join 'em, didn't it, Lin?"

Again, simply nodding her agreement with his assessment. "Why didn't you, Lin?"

"Oh, God, Robbie! Oh, God. You don't know, Robbie. There's no way you could know."

Reaching over, he tenderly grasped her hand. "Why don't you tell me, Love?"

"Oh God, Robbie. Oh my God!"

"Go on, Sweetheart. Let it out. Tell me what it is that has you so tied up inside..."

As if a prisoner, taking her first uncertain steps in freedom after a lifetime of being locked away, Lindsey slowly opened the floodgates, telling Robbie about growing up in a very repressive household. Strict, domineering parents, true Bible-thumpers. "When Trey got her first period so early, I told you she seemed to be taking after me. Well, it looks like she still is. Oh God!"

Beginning to quietly cry, she continued, "I had a wonderful friend. Just a year older. Just like Kat. And Sarah and I,... Sarah and I,... well Sarah and I loved each other. We really, really loved each other. As we grew closer, we... we started to experiment. And we became more and more loving; more and more intimate. It was beautiful. Wonderful! We so loved each other."

Tears now streaking down her face, Lindsey now stopped her narrative, once again simply staring at the flickering flames, as her hiccupping, whimpering sobs threatened to overwhelm her. "What happened, Lin, Honey. Tell me what happened."

"Oh Robbieeeeee." Wailing now, "They caught us! My parents, they caught us. It was horrible! Just horrible."

"What did they do, Sweetheart?"

"Oh, God. They beat us. They beat me so bad, I thought I was going to die! But the worst, the worst part of it was, they turned me into a virtual prisoner. I wasn't allowed to leave the house again, ever, unless one of them was with me every minute. Until I was 18 and was able to leave home. And I never saw Sarah again." Her shoulders were now heaving with her sobs.

Robbie now moved over and gathered her up in his arms, gently rubbing her back, letting her cry the tears of abject misery until, finally exhausted, she began to still, her sobbing now reduced to the occasional whimper. When she began to speak again, it was barely a whisper. "When I met Mark, he opened my eyes to what a true loving relationship was all about. He believed in God, and going to church, but he didn't believe that God wanted us to stifle our God-given sexuality."

"I had never known how wonderful a true LOVE could be. And when Trey came along, it was like the living embodiment of our love, right there, in the person of that beautiful little girl. Mark knew about what I'd been through growing up, and we both agreed that we would never allow Trey to know anything other than sweet, open, caring wonderful love. And that's what we've tried to do."

" When we lost Mark three years ago, I wasn't sure I'd be able to go on. But you know, his love, and the unbelievable spirit of my relationship with him seemed to help me feel that he was still with us, still part of us, still... helping us. And now, well, I'm trying to think of what he'd want to do. I know he'd want to show Trey how much we love her, still, and how much we support her. How what she is doing is okay. I don't want her to be scared. And I don't want her to feel dirty, like what she's doing is wrong. And,... and,... and, I think I... I think,... Oh, God help me, I think I want... "

"To be part of it, right, Lindsey Love?"

"Oh, God yes! God help me, yes! Oh, Robbie. What can I do?"

"SShhhhh. It's okay, Sweetheart. It's okay. We'll figure something out. We'll get through this, all together, Lin. That's what families do. You'll see, my love, it'll work out."

"Oh Robbie. Do you think? Do you think we can make everything work out?

"I have an idea. Can you just give me a couple of days?"

"I think so. I guess. But what are you going to do, Robbie? What should I do?"

"For right now, you shouldn't do anything. You should try real hard not to act any different than usual. Do you think you can do that?"

"I'm not sure. I can try. What are you going to do?"

"For now, that's going to be a secret. But I need to know, do you really want to see if it's possible to also have a loving, physical, even sexual relationship with her? Are you sure you want that? Are you sure you're okay with her having any kind of sexual experience at this point?"

"Oh Robbie, yes. Yes! I'm sure to the very core of my being! My childhood was so horribly poisoned. If there's a chance to connect with Trey, to let her know that I'm okay with what she does, if there's any way we can keep her from being traumatized like I was... , yes, Robbie. Yes! "

"Okay, like I said, it may take me a couple of days to get everything set up just right. I may have to call you at work. If I need you to, can you arrange to take a day or two off work with very little notice?"

Oh yes. That's no problem. I've got time off coming to me, I can stay home..."

"No, Sweetheart, don't do that. I want you to appear to be doing everything just like normal. But if I get things set up, I may want you to come right home. Will that be okay. Can you get out of making your regular out-of-town trips this week if you need to?"

"Sure, I can do that, I guess. You're not even going to give me a hint?"

"Nope. You'll just have to trust me."

It happened Monday morning.

Lindsey called him and asked Robbie if it would be alright for Trey to spend the day with him, instead of Lindsey dropping her off at school for the summer activities, like she normally would when she wasn't traveling. "Trey seems to be feeling a little down, since Kat went home with her folks yesterday. I think she just wants to be able to mope around a little. You don't have to, but if it would be all right... "

"Of course it's all right, Lin. You know that, you don't even need to ask."

"But I sometimes feel as if..."

"Lindsey, sweetheart, stop. It's fine. Send the little hellion over and get yourself off to work."

When Trey arrived, Robbie saw that Lindsey hadn't been exaggerating. She was quite literally dragging, completely devoid of her usual energetic cheerfulness. "What's up, Pumpkin? What's with the long face?"

"I miss Kat," she replied, a lone tear winding down her cheek.

"Is that all?"

"And I feel all, I don't know, kind of achy, besides. Kind of like when I had my, had my... you know, before?"

"Oh, I'm sorry, Little One. Is there anything I can do? Did it help make you feel better last time, when you got to relax in the whirlpool bath and then I gave you a massage?"

Trey stopped the aimless kicking of her legs as she tilted her head, thinking for just a few moments. "Ummm. Yeah. That WAS nice! Could I maybe do that again?"

"I think that maybe that's just what the doctor ordered, Little One. Let's go upstairs and get that bath started for you, and then I'll get things set up for your massage."

"Oh, Robbie, you're so nice! And you're always so good to me!" Trey seemed to be brightening up a little bit.

He got the water started in his oversized whirlpool tub, set the temperature and the timer to turn on the jets once the tub had filled, handed her the fluffy terrycloth robe, and told her, "you know the drill, Sweetheart. Take a good soak. Stay in until the timer automatically turns the whirlpool jets off, okay? Then get dried off and just put on this robe. I'll be ready for you in the spare bedroom."

"Okay. Thanks Robbie."

As he left the bathroom, before going in to set up the massage table, he went downstairs, to make sure Trey wouldn't hear him as he called Lindsey at work. "How soon can you be here?"

He heard the breath catch in her throat. "Uhhh, forty five minutes, for sure. What's up?"

"Are you sure this is what you want?"

"Yessss," whispered.

"Are you sure you're going to be able to handle anything that happens?"

"I'm sure."

"Okay. Here's what I want you to do. Besides being depressed and missing her friend Kat, Trey thinks she might be close to getting her next period. She's a little achy and she says that's what she felt like the last time. So she's taking a bath in my whirlpool tub, and then I'm going to give her a massage. That's what we did last time and she says it made her feel much better."

"I have a customized massage table set up in the spare bedroom. If you want to watch, I'll make sure to leave the door open. But you are not to come in until I give you the signal! Will you agree to that?"

"I... I guess I have to..."

"Yes, you have to. This is going to work out fine, Lindsey, you'll see. Just do what I tell you and before the morning is over, you'll have all that you wanted, and more!"

"Okay, Robbie. I trust you."

"Okay, you get going. Give me at least forty to forty five minutes to get everything ready for you. Now I've got to go get the massage table set up. See you soon, Love."

"Okay, Robbie. See you soon," Lindsey whispered in reply.

Robbie was just finishing up with the scented candles when Trey knocked on the door. Once again, Robbie teased her with "Oui, Madame? May I be of service?"

Trey also responded in kind, "Oh yes, my good man. I'm here for my MA-ssage" she giggled.

"Very well, Madame, let me help you up onto the table," and he gently picked her up under her arms and had her sit at the edge of the table. This time, she showed no hesitation as he loosened the belt of the robe before helping her swing her legs up to lay flat on her tummy, placing her face into the padded opening.

Robbie was not quite as cautious around Trey this time, since he felt she had become comfortable with him and with the process of the massage itself, so he went ahead and pulled the sides of the robe out from underneath her before he even got started, to give himself a little more freedom to work on all of her muscles.