Sunday Morning

Sunday Morning

“Kids! Breakfast is ready!”

Emanuel yawned, opened his eyes and smiled at the still sleeping Allison next to him. “Time to wake up precious.”

“Which shout was that?” she replied groggily.

“I think the first. Do you want to put on clothes today?”

She yawned and shook her head. “No. That would be silly.” Anything worth putting on takes too long.

Emanuel smiled. “Indeed. Let’s head downstairs then.”

“I think we forgot to ask mom and dad about Kara.”

“You’re right. We were kind of” he paused and pulled her close “preoccupied last night.”

She smiled. “I suppose that’s one way to put it.”

A grumpy looking Sarah walked past the door. “That’s the biggest understatement of the century. How do you both have enough energy to that long?”

“I thought last night was brief by comparison to the previous one. Wouldn’t you agree Manny?”

“Certainly. Forty minutes versus several hours?”

“Yes, but at least there were breaks in between. How many times did you cum last night?”

Emanuel pointed at himself. “Me?”

He chuckled inside at her look of exasperation. “Not you. You’re easy to count. That was obviously directed at my sister.”

Allison chuckled. “Maybe ten times?”

“And the night before?”

“I think you counted twelve Manny.”

“Isn’t the problem clear? Twelve times in two hours is pleasant compared to ten times in just forty minutes.”

“You’re just jealous because Allison has found someone who can do that to her. Besides, you were no slouch either.”

“Gee, thanks mom. That’s such a great compliment.”

Wow. So much sarcasm out of one person.

That’s nothing Manny. Wait until you hear an entire fifteen minute rant in nothing but sarcasm.

“Face it dear, being multi-orgasmic is one of our family traits. Five times in forty minutes is nothing to sneeze at.”

“Yeah. All of you are multi-orgasmic harpies.”

Did your dad just utter what I think I heard?

Yes, he did. You should duck she paused now.

Emanuel quickly ducked as a slipper left Allison’s mom’s hand and struck her dad right in the groin. Whoa. Her aim is scary.

Yes, it is. Besides, it’s not like Dad didn’t deserve that.

What logic could bring you to that conclusion?

Allison’s mom directed a death stare at Allison’s dad, who was now laying on the floor. That was strike number three. Dad had two warnings to never use that language to describe any of us ever again. But, it seems like some lessons need to be learned the hard way.

Remind me to never piss off your mother.

She’s slow to anger; but if you keep pushing, you deserve the blow back coming your way. Just learn the first time, and you’ll be fine.

“Now, while your father thinks very carefully about the wisdom of keeping such words in his vocabulary, we should enjoy breakfast it gets cold.”

Emanuel followed Allison into the dining room and glanced at the spread on the table. I’m going to gain so much weight if I’m not careful. Is her food always this rich?

Usually. Sometimes she dials it back because of tiredness. Besides, I’ll make sure you get plenty of exercise.

“Mom! They’re doing their silent conversation thing again.”

“There’s nothing inherently wrong with that. Now, just enjoy while I go get your father.”

I’m not surprised he’s still down. That looked like a pretty strong hit.

Allison giggled. Just listen for a moment.

“Come now dear; that was a light throw and you know it. Stop exaggerating so much and come join us for breakfast.”

“Yes dear.”

That was a light throw?

Yes. I remember, maybe three years ago, a burglar tried breaking in. Mom nailed him in the same spot, but at full strength. When the police and paramedics came, they commented how one of his testicles was almost completely crushed, and the other fared only slightly better.

Emanuel grimaced. Was your father present for that?

Yes. I’m surprised he didn’t remember that. Besides, mom clearly doesn’t want to break dad; that would mean less fun for her.

He chuckled. I thought you didn’t want to think about that.

It’ll be easier to accept that it happens, and roll with it; rather than keep trying to ignore it. Maybe we can ask mom about the conference they paid for us to go to.

It would be nice to know more about it before we go.

“Now, where were we?” She turned to him. “That was quite a surprise you dropped on us last night young man. For what reason would you not want to celebrate your birthday?”

“I really don’t want to share that with anyone else at the moment. Allison and Kara both know, and that’s enough for now.”

“Are you sure dearie?”

“Yes. There’s a lot I need to process myself before I can share anything more with anyone.”

“Very well. Can I at least ask what it was she gave you?”

Should I?

I don’t see any harm in it. Besides, that will make asking if she can come over today easier.

And more likely to be granted. That’s true. “Just a photo album she made. I’m really not sure what it contains to be honest.”

“I’m sure if she came over, she could explain why she made certain choices.”

I forgot how sharp your mom is. “I was just going to ask if that would be okay.”

“Of course. Maybe she can come around for lunch later, and then the three of us” she glanced at Allison’s dad and sister “can go for a nice, long walk while you do what you need to do.”

“I’ll call her after we’re done here, and see if that works for her.”

Do you think she’ll be able to on such short notice?

Emanuel ‘laughed’. I’m sure she’s currently waiting by the phone for my call, still super nervous and going over any number of possible conversations in her head. If our chat yesterday was any indication, then I’m sure I’ll need to calm her down before we can actually start anything productive.

She ‘sighed’. You’re right; that’s part of it. I’m still annoyed at her for all the crap she did to me, and part of me wants a little revenge. But, that’s really the smallest part of it. I want to make it clear to her that what she’s dealing with now is only the start of what’s to come; it’s time to start taking everything seriously.

“I know what you want to ask me about sweetie. And if I’m right, then you’re thinking about asking now. But, if you do, Sarah will have every right to leave the room while we discuss it if she doesn’t want to be present for it. Is that acceptable?”

How did she...

She’s very observant, and her level of intuition surprises me sometimes. I suppose that’s the only fair way to handle it. “Yes. I want to know a little more about what sort of things we might encounter at CGE.”

“Very well. Sarah, you may leave now if you don’t want to be present for this conversation.”

Now; do you think she’ll leave or chose to stay Ally?

Stay probably. If I’m reading her face correctly, she’s curious but uncertain. And like mom or I, she usually chooses her curiosity instead of caution.

“I ... I think I’ll stay.”

“As you wish. Was there anything specific you two wanted to know?”

What sort of stuff we’re likely to encounter there, right Manny?

And how it’s presented. As a discussion panel, a lecture, maybe a demonstration.

“Obviously, you and dad have gone to this at least once before. What sort of topics are presented usually, and how.”

Oh dear ... I’m not sure I like that smile Ally.

She chuckled. That one’s mostly harmless. It just means we might get more details than we were originally expecting.

“I’ll start broadly. One could say it covers two different kinds of topics; general relationship stuff and explicitly kinky stuff. As for presentation: the general topics are more likely to be lectures or panel discussions; although many topics lend themselves more to demonstrations or workshops.”

“For example?”

“Conflict resolution. There needs to be some amount of lecture there; but you really won’t get as much out of it if the presenter doesn’t give you a chance to practice it. That tends to be a several hour long workshop. On the other hand, a topic like Poly 101 is going to have a lot of information to present, and probably be better presented as a panel discussion.”

“Poly?” Allison asked.

“I’m sure you’re used to the idea that a person should only ever have one intimate partner at any given point in time. Polyamory suggests that, while this might work for some people, others are capable of loving multiple people and having multiple intimate relationships; and that this is perfectly acceptable too.”

That sounds kind of like what we’re trying with Kara and the others.

To a certain degree Ally, yeah.

“And the other ‘category’, mom?”

“I’ve seen the books you have in your bedroom. How do you think those topics tend to be presented?”

“Demonstrations and workshops?”

“Bingo. Basic information might be given as an introductory lecture, but a lot of kinky things need to be shown or experienced to really be taught properly.”

“Can you give us a few examples of both categories Mrs. Kirse?”

“For general stuff; things like love languages, communication styles, and back or foot massage. For kinky stuff; rope work, impact play, and power dynamics.” She paused. “No questions on any of the latter?”

Allison smiled. “None that could be answered quickly anyway. Are there any sessions we really shouldn’t miss?”

“Once they release the official schedule, I can properly answer that. There is one other thing they usually have that you probably want to at least check out.”

“Oh?” they both replied.