Chapter 5: Special Gifts

When I woke up I discovered Vicky lying across my chest and Jen's head comfortably resting on my left shoulder. Because both my girls wore their hair long, one red the other black there was this wonderful colorful display of feminine tresses all intertwined covering my torso as if on a painter's canvas. I felt so lucky.

I knew there wasn't a prayer in hell of me making it out of bed without waking them but when nature calls and all that, what choice for mortal man. I wiggled my way out from under my bedmates and surprisingly Vicky just rolled over and continued sleeping. Jen on the other hand looked up at me sleepily and said, "Morning lover. Would you like to cum inside my mouth again this morning?"

"Actually I'd like to cum inside every one of your orifices this morning but I'd better head to the head so no head." I answered and then added "I do think I might have just enough time to feel my little pet project though."

Reaching under the sheet I ran my hand over Jen's bald pussy enjoying the feel of the smooth sexy female flesh, "How'd I do? Do you have any razor burns or anything?"

"If Vicky and I would let you, which we won't, you could go into business shaving women's pusses dear. No burns, no rash and already I love being hairless down there. Your hand and even the sheet feels so good against my skin, like thousands of little hands massaging between my legs. Thank you for suggesting it."

"You're welcome my love, but right now my bladder is shouting at me."

Before I got out of the bedroom Jen called out sweetly, "Oh Sam, after you've taken care of your little problem if you decide you'd like one of those orifices, all three are available."

"I'll remember that." I answered turning and grinning at her. I just barely made it to the bathroom.

When I returned to the bedroom Jen had cuddled up to Vicky and she was fast asleep. I dressed and then went into the kitchen. While the coffee was brewing I rummaged around in the refrigerator and discovered we were down to a single egg and no bacon. I drank one cup of coffee and figuring my two sleepy heads would be getting up soon, no I'm not a clairvoyant I heard the shower running, I fixed some toast and had it, the jam, the butter and two cups of coffee waiting for them by the time they joined me.

As soon as Vicky saw me she squealed with delight and then leaping up she wrapped her legs around my waist and her arms around my neck. "Last night was sooo awesome. So totally richeous. I came four times."

"Three," I corrected kissing her.

"No four. I hid the last one, I didn't want you to think I was greedy or anything."

"You are greedy." Jen said while buttering a slice of toast.

"Oh yeah," Vicky countered, "Like you didn't Bogart all his time getting your pussy shaved."

"That was a well planned out, well choreographed, training exercise. Sam is thinking about going into the pussy shaving business." Jen countered back.

"Not while I'm alive he isn't." Vicky said with conviction looking at me. "I don't have much hair down there and he can shave my pussy if he wants, but that's it. He's strictly a two pussy man, yours and mine Jen."

"I think next time I'm down there I'm going to try and lick off that little bit of peach fuzz you have growing between your legs." I said squeezing Vicky's cute little butt with my hands.

"Promises, promises." Vicky responded climbing down and then taking a sip of her coffee.

"This morning I noticed we're out of bacon and eggs," I commented while we sat around eating toast and jelly.

"I'll go grocery shopping today if you like." Jen offered, "Besides, after last night's sex marathon you're going to need some energy boosting snacks around here anyway. Want to come along Vicky?"

"Yeah," Vicky answered, "I'm going to need some feminine things anyway. I think I'm about to start my period. God I hate that!"

"I hate to be the one to tell you sweetie," I said, "but in my time they have a shot you can get once every three months that keeps you both pregnant and menstrual period free. Your periods only return when you discontinue taking the shots."

"No way!" Vicky exclaimed.

"Way." I responded.

"You know," Jen added, "I think they may have that same shot or at least a similar one even in this time. I remember hearing something about it."

"Let's pick some up when we're out then. Pleeesssee." Vicky offered.

Jen laughed, "I don't think we'll find them on the market shelve, but it would be nice if we could send Sam shopping in 2006. What do you think Sam? Vicky and I would be more than willing to send a long list with you."

"Yeah," Vicky agreed, "First on the list would be those shots, then a DVD player, and a computer and ... Ah ... what the heck! Come on Jen let's go buy me some pads."

"I'll have to check the bus schedule for the route heading to 2006 first," then I did much better this time. I placed all the money on the kitchen table and said, "Take as much as you need girls."

They both smiled.

"You keeping the money really bothered you didn't it?" Jen remarked.

"I just didn't want you two to feel like second class citizen or anything. You're not you know? When I woke up this morning and saw you two sleeping next to me with your hair all spread out in a patchwork of red and black ... all I could think about was how lucky I am. I love you two you know."

"We love you too Sam." Jen said then she leaned over and kissed me on the cheek.

"Me too Sam. A whole, whole bunch." Then Vicky stood up and kissed me too.

Well there I was sitting like a lump all alone. The girls were out shopping and I was feeling lonely. In my old life being alone hadn't bothered me, I had even come to be fond of it, but here and now I didn't want not to be around Jen and Vicky. What had happed to change me so very much in just a few days I wondered? You mean other than dying, getting a new body and going back in time? Stop that! I told myself. This is serious. Okay so let's try and put things in perspective. First off I adjusted pretty quickly after learning I'd just died and then came back inside a new body. Well, maybe that's because the new body was one hell of a lot better model than the old one. I mean it's young, strong, and viral where the other one was pretty much worn out. I guessed it could be the old 'don't look a gift horse in the mouth' thing. Then there's how quickly I fell in love with Vicky and Jen. Well, there again that could also be the old gift horse thing, after all both women are absolutely gorgeous, what normal red-blooded man wouldn't fall in love with two knock-outs like them? And they're even willing to share. Just how cool is that? And I'm not even Mormon. Yeah gift horse.

I thought back to my old life and tried to imagine how I would have reacted if Vicky and Jen had fallen into my life back then when I was seventeen. No question, I would have screwed it up big time. In my old life at seventeen I was dumb as a turnip but thought I knew everything. Yeah, I surmised it's only because of my mature mind inside this young body that I'm able to comprehend and anticipate the wants and needs of the two women I'd come to hold so dear to me. Even in my old life I considered myself caring and thoughtful to others, especially toward those in need, and my dear raven-haired and redheaded beauties had had tragic, pain filled backgrounds and like the folks that take in stray's, I felt an obligation to see them content. That in itself could explain why I felt so strongly about them so very quickly and the sentiment to want to ... no ... to need to protect and care for them and see them happy.

These were all questions I sought to understand but had no real answers for. Then I remembered the saying 'be careful what you wish for, you might just get it.' Did I even want answers?

But having had those thoughts of my former life, and the feeling of obligation to help those in need, reminded me of something else I had to do. That something else, once thought of, was now as important to me as Jen and Vicky's well being. I even toyed with the idea that perhaps this something else was the primary reason for my going back in time in the first place. This something else was my daughter Clarity. In 1980 something wretchedly horrible would happen to her that would not only devastate her for years but would also tragically affect all the lives around her. I somehow, in some way would prevent that horrible occurrence from ever taking place.