Chapter 29: Possible Complications

Renée returned to the living room. Erin had pulled her shirt back on, but Chloe didn't want to put the messy white shirt back on. Erin took it to the kitchen to soak it so it wouldn't stain. I pulled a shirt from my closet for Chloe and she smiled gently as she put it on, minus her bra. She pulled on her skirt and that was it.

Chloe walked with me into the living room. Renée sat on the love seat with her legs crossed and that mischievous smile in place. Erin returned from the kitchen and sat next to Renée. Chloe and I took up part of the couch.

"So," Erin said, looking over to Renée, "did you really believe that Ral and I would end up together?" She wasn't upset; at least it didn't feel like it.

Renée just shrugged, "I thought you might."

"She spent most of the day after we met trying to convince me of it," I offered. Erin looked at me and then both of us looked at Renée.

She just looked up like the ceiling was suddenly the most interesting thing to study. If she was trying to avoid the question of why she adjusted Erin then she was going to have to do better.

"Why did you only adjust me for oral sex? Didn't you think we'd do anything else?" Erin asked. With Renée looking away, she adopted a sideways smile.

"I ... I didn't know ... If ya'll did that and that was all, then okay. But I couldn't have known what else you would do." She continued to study the ceiling, trying to avoid our eyes.

"Why not adjust her in other areas? Just prep her for any possibility?" I asked. It was a game, because neither Erin nor I were upset.

Renée fought an internal struggle. Then she took a deep breath and let out a long sigh. She looked down at Erin. "I didn't know if you would want to go all the way on a first date."

Erin patted Renée's hand. "It's okay." She looked over at me. "At first, I didn't think I would even do anything after dinner. I just couldn't help myself."

I looked away. It was my Charm, in its early stage, which had brought them to me. I had behaved myself that night and allowed Erin to respond to me how she wanted. I didn't try to entice her or make her mine, it just happened. I didn't even know about my Charm at that point. How was I to know?

Chloe looked up, "What's wrong?" She could probably feel my slight depression.

"I didn't mean for this to happen," was all I said.

Chloe gripped my hand, "Well, I'm glad it did." She was being honest about what she said and it did make me feel better to know that she wasn't resentful. However, it might have been my Charm that kept her from being resentful.

Erin slipped from the loveseat and put her hand on my knee. "Ral. Renée told me about your past. I've seen your memories. I know how you feel about all of this. Don't do this to yourself. Yes, your charm is keeping us from fighting and even helping us to enjoy each other. I know you don't have any control over it, over our bonds or what's happening. You're caught up in this just like the rest of us. So cheer up..." Her last statement brought my eyes up to meet hers, "or else, we're going to cheer you up." She rubbed my thigh, pushing up under my shorts. Her touch was enough to get a rise out of me. It wouldn't actually cheer me up, but I would forget my depression for a while.

I shook my head, "You don't have to do that." She stopped her advance, but didn't pull away. She liked the contact as much as I did. Her nipples were hard under her flower shirt and I knew that she was wet. Just thinking about all her responses had me pumping up for the possibility.

A quick shiver and the depression wiped away. "Okay, okay," I said pulling Erin's hand from under my shorts. "I'll try not to let myself get down about this, but you've got to admit, it's still wrong."

She pulled away and sat back on the loveseat. "What's wrong?"

"Me having all of you and none of you wanting anyone else," I said.

"He means us not wanting other guys," Renée said sideways to Erin. "I'm sure it's another effect of our binding, as you call it, but do you really want us looking for another guy to sleep with?"

Erin and Chloe weren't surprised by my response, shaking my head no.

Erin grinned. "Well, at least one of us has retained something normal."

I looked up. "What?"

"You'd actually be jealous of another guy being with one of us, wouldn't you?"

I nodded, "Just the idea burns me up."

"That just means you care," Chloe said.

"Yeah, but none of you are jealous of me being with the others. Jeeze, normally all of you would have dropped me like yesterday's news otherwise."

Chloe looked down as had Erin. Renée didn't say anything, but she didn't look away either.

"He's right," Chloe said finally. She looked up to Renée. They had just made up over a long misunderstanding between them over another guy. Jealousy had reared its jaded head and kept them away from each other until I pointed out that it wasn't their fault. Chloe reached out and took Renée's hand. Renée looked over to Erin, who smiled. She understood what had happened, even though she didn't know the details. She hadn't suffered from that particular emotion, but she knew it would also be a possibility for her too.

We all understood the implications of how our binding made us accept and enjoy what we would not normally. I even understood, as Erin pointed out, that it wasn't really my fault even though it was my genetic gifts that forced us all to agree to those ... rules. Following those rules would make all of us act in many ways like a loving family. Yeah, a family whose members enjoy passionate nights and days with each other.

We sat in silence for a moment, each of us contemplating what those realizations meant for each of us. That's when another member of our family finally exited the bathroom. Nadia stepped out dressed in the most brisk outfit I'd seen her in yet. She wore a light beige top that was skin tight. It hugged her frame wonderfully and had the added effect of making her breasts look so much bigger. It was stitched to cup each mound and allow them to project from her as much as possible without help. The dip of those cups focused on the view of her cleavage and the thin straps only helped to frame her tits that much more. I could tell from the protrusion of her nipples alone that she didn't have anything between her skin and that top. Her skirt was of the same material and color. It too hugged her body as if afraid of falling off. At about mid-hip though the skirt was pleated and bounced with her movement. I wondered briefly if she had on panties to match, but I didn't ask. If she wore it to light up my eyes and offer me what she had, it worked. Granted we just had some of the most involved and greatest level of sex, but the combination of her outfit, the way she walked, and how she looked at me was just short of devastating. I was glad I didn't have a heart condition.

For all my efforts to stop staring, I just couldn't. She held my complete attention. I watched her approach, stop in front of me and bend over, showing off her pale globes as only an endowed woman knows. I swallowed hard and she finally put her eyes level with mine. "You can close your mouth now."

I sat back blinking and looked around. I didn't know what all the laughing was about at first, but then it finally dawned on me. All I could do was hide my face with my hands. I was burning heavily with embarrassment.

Nadia sat next to me, rubbing my back because I had bent over to hide my head. Her touch helped. I didn't think she knew how much the outfit was going to affect me, but then again, it could have been our merging earlier. I felt so much closer to her.

When I felt better, I sat up and looked around. Laughter still edged everyone's eyes, but they were all quiet. I knew they didn't mean any harm and I even smiled at the silliness of the situation. I must have looked like an idiot and I wasn't sure I wouldn't have laughed about it too. I couldn't be upset with them if I did it myself.

Nadia took my hand and gave me a kiss. I could feel the edge of something. It was like a bubble. Like if we pressed together hard enough, we would merge again. It was nice to know it wouldn't take much, but I wondered what use it could be. It seemed like such a useless ability. Granted, it had allowed us to share a passionate encounter in a way far beyond anyone could claim. I wondered if my parents had shared something like that. Somehow, that thought only made me realize one other thing. Nadia and I had just, once again, had unprotected sex.

The look on my face must have been dire, because all the girls started asking what was wrong. I didn't answer. I just got up, retrieved the laptop and resumed my seat between Nadia and Chloe. All of them stopped asking when they realized I wasn't going to answer. Chloe gave a blow by blow as I very efficiently started pulling up screens.

"He's in Master PC ... opening his profile. That's a long password. He's searching the command box ... now he's clicking on his picture, on his balls ... sperm count ... He clicked on zero. Now he's sending the command."

"Why did you do that?" Renée asked.

I looked her right in the eyes. "You and I are like we are because our parents didn't take precautions. If I essentially turn off my seed then none of you can get pregnant and this cycle will end. At least for my line it will."

"You don't know that for certain. You don't even who your parents were. How do you know your changes, your charm would be passed on?" Renée asked. She wasn't mad, but for me to make the accusation had hurt her. She knew her parents and loved them. It was very wrong of me to say what I did.

"You're right. I'm ... I'm so sorry Renée." I could feel a burning sensation around my eyes. So much of my life had been so bitter. I didn't want to pass on my problems to my children. It was wrong.

Everyone was quiet for a moment. Then Erin asked, "Don't you want to have kids? I mean obviously not today, but eventually?"

I gave that some thought. "Eventually ... Maybe in another year or two. Or, for that matter, after I'm finished with college. I guess what scares me, is having a child that's ... that's..."