Chapter 2: A surprise visit

It was a Thursday evening and everyone other than Dana and Candy, who were still at work, were in the family room. Pat was seated in one of the large overstuffed lounge chairs reading a cook book titled, 'Weird & Different Recipes'. God only knew what we were in for after her reading that. Vicky and Maria were laying on the floor looking through several College brochures, both Jen and Kim were seated in rockers bed-time nursing Kimberly and Jenny, and I was down on the carpet rolling around with little Sammy.

"Ouch! Dog gone it! No biting! Just sucking!" I heard Jen complain painfully as she unlatched Kimberly from her sore nipple. Kimberly had just recently taken to biting Jen's nipples during breastfeeding just as Sammy had done with Maria right before she had weaned him. And also just like Sammy, Kimberly thought that biting her mommy's nipple was a wonderful thing because every time she did it she would laugh and giggle like it was just the greatest game in the world.

Boy can I still remember poor Maria! Sammy started biting Maria so much during nursing her breasts were just covered in teeth marks, welts and bruises! Sammy even drew blood a few times and I swear I saw him smile whenever Maria cried out in pain. It made nursing so unpleasant for Maria that she would become tense just anticipating the painful chomp down on her nipples which always only seemed to come after she started to relax.

We finally convinced Maria it was time to wean Sammy which only took about four or five weeks to get him use to formula and food and then we had no problems with the transition. Now, it looked like Kimberly was next on the weaning hit list.

"Want to switch for a while?" Kim asked Jen sympathetically.

"Yeah, that would be great. My nipples are so sore right now I don't even want Sam sucking on them." Jen answered thankfully getting up and switching babies with Kim.

All three of the women had switched babies back and forth from breast to breast for nursing until little Sammy had turned into a vampire then Maria was on her own until she had agreed to start weaning him after which all three woman had sore Sammy bitten nipples for a while.

"Ouch!" Kim cried out. "This little dickens is getting even worse! She's almost as bad as Sammy was."

"Nothing can be that bad." Maria commented looking up from the brochure she and Vicky were going over.

"Wanta bet?" Kim replied latching Kimberly onto her other breast. "The last time you breastfed Kimberly she was a sweet little angel. Take your top off and give this little cherub a try now and you'll find out."

"Yes, I will try." Maria said starting to rise up.

"Oh, stay down Maria," Kim said motioning with her free hand. "I was just kidding. Your breasts need to dry out honey, so keep Sam away from them too. You hear that Sam?" Kim asked turning toward me. "Stay away from Maria's breasts!"

I heard Pat chuckle.

"I've already been told." I responded with an indignant tone. "I can't suck on yours or Jen's because I'd be stealing from Jenny and Kimberly, and I can't suck on Maria's because she needs to dry out. You guy's act like I'm an idiot or something."

"Well?" All of them said as one.

"Okay, that's enough talk about breasts." I said trying to sound serious. "You know how I get."

"Aw, poor baby," Jen said mockingly as she pinched her free nipple sending a thin stream of breast milk up into the air in a nice arc.

"You really do have a mean streak in you." Kim said through a laugh while doing the same thing with her free nipple and squirting a similar arc of her own.

"Oh goody, Milk Wars," Vicky laughed.

"You're all cruel sadists!" I commented then I turned away and went back to playing with Sammy.

All the girls were laughing now obviously enjoying themselves immensely at my expense.

"Just keep it up," I warned with mock anger. "Vicky and Pat's breasts don't have any limitations placed on them and if you think little Sammy can make some sore breasts, just wait until you see what big Sammy can do."

Little Sammy laughed. Right on little Sammy I thought.

I'm certain one of them was about to tell me just how frightened my threat had gotten them, but before anyone could say anything Clarity called. I knew right away that it was Clarity because it was her phone that Maria had gotten up to answer. We had four separate telephone lines in the house, one private line for each of the three girls away at college, and a house line. The three extra lines assured us that Clarity, Heather, or Katherine would be able to reach us whenever they wanted without ever getting a busy signal. I couldn't wait until real cell phones become practical.

All four phones were neatly lined up in a row on a custom built-in wall shelf that we had specifically designed for that purpose, along with a similar shelf and a duplicate set of phones up in the master bedroom. We had the shelves custom built in order to accommodate the rather large speaker-phone systems installed on each of the phones.

When Maria asked into the phone, "Everything is all right with you though Miss Clarity yes?" That got our attention.

"Yes, I will put on the speaker. One moment," Maria said and then she pushed the conference button on the speaker box.

"Miss Clarity?" Maria asked without the aid of the handset. "Can you hear me now?"

"Yes Maria I hear you just fine," Clarity answered. "Who else is with you right now?"

"Everyone other than Miss Dana and Miss Candy who are still at work, and Miss Heather and Miss Katherine of course," Maria answered.

"Oh good," She took a deep breath. "I need to talk to you guys about something, okay?"

"Sure, go ahead," I said. My heart started beating a little faster with concern. Although she, like Heather and Katherine, called quite often they never said, 'I need to talk to you guys' and my stomach started doing funny things.

"Is everything all right?" Vicky quickly asked with concern in her voice before any of the other of us could ask that very same question.

"Oh hi Vic," Clarity responded sounding upbeat. "I'm sorry if I scared you. No, everything is great here. What I wanted to talk to you about doesn't concern anyone in our family, but I'd rather talk to you all in person about it so I was thinking about flying down after my morning class tomorrow. It'll mean I miss a few lectures, but no one will mind, given the circumstances."

"Are you sure you're all right honey?" Pat questioned.

Clarity laughed, "Yes Pat, I swear I'm fine. Now stop worrying about me you guys. I'm super, okay?"

"Okay," all of us responded.

Then Vicky asked, "Do we get a clue as to what it's about?"

"No, but there is something I need to ask you guys, but I'll ask it when I see you." Clarity responded.

"You're alright though?" Jen asked.

"Yes, I'm fine. So can someone pick me up at the airport at around two fifteen tomorrow? I already have a PSA flight booked."

"I'll pick you up," I offered.

"Supper," She responded. "I'll be sure to wear something really sexy then."

"Better not make it too sexy," Vicky cautioned. "He's been threatening to demolish mine and Pat's tits because he can't have Jen's, Kim's or Maria's."

"Oh, and what about Dana's and Candy's?" Clarity asked playing along.

"You know him," Vicky answered. "He only thinks about the tits in his direct line of sight."

"Hmm ... I see the problem. So then with me, Heather, and Katherine gone, and Kim, Jen, and Maria out of commission he's down a whole twelve tits. I think I'll wear a loose fitting sweat shirt."

"You better not!" I warned.

"I'll think about it," Clarity responded. "But I don't think you want me looking too sexy. One of those young handsome airplane pilots might start to get ideas."

"The way you look, you could wear a dirty gunny sack and they'd get ideas. You just stay away from those young handsome airline pilots." I demanded.

"Yes sir!" Clarity returned sharply. "Two fifteen sir, that'll be me in the dirty gunny sack and chastity belt sir!"

"Now that's my girl." I responded.

"Oh yeah," Clarity quickly added in a more serious tone, "Could you try to get a hold of Heather and Katherine and ask them to call us on their private lines at around five our time, eight their time tomorrow night? I'd like this to be full family group meeting."