Chapter 44: Showing the Renovations

Wednesday, April 13, 2005 (Continued)

Julia was waiting for us at the car drop-off place when we arrived at school. This was unusual as we tended to arrive fairly early and where she leaves her bike is a bit of a walk away.

After the car had gone, Donna being long gone by then too, Julia greeted us both with kisses on the cheeks. Carol was already holding one of my arms so Julia grabbed the other and we started walking. Julia leaned forward and smiled at Carol, saying, "Good morning my beautiful, sexy girlfriend. Are you looking forward to this afternoon?"

Carol answered, "You know I am! I'm so excited I had to relieve myself last night and this morning. I haven't got any panties on now, and since seeing you I can feel myself getting wetter and wetter." There was no doubt that Carol has gained more than a little confidence recently.

Julia said, "What a pity you've got to go in a different direction than us. I'd love to take you to the bathroom and lick you dry."

"That would be wonderful, but I don't think you could make me dry. I'm going to be wet all day."

"Good, that means we can start the instant we get home. No need to get you into the mood first."

"I'm in the mood now!"

"Haha. Good girl. I'm very pleased that we're girlfriends and that you're my serving girl."

"Me too! Mom says I can come to your house right after school, so that's perfect. I'd better go now. See you at lunchtime. I love you both, bye."

Julia swapped arms to my cast-less one, and said, "I have some great news! Mom says that you and Carol will probably be able to stay overnight on Thursday. She wouldn't say how, just that you probably could. She asked me to tell you to just assume it was happening that way, not to talk with your parents about it or anything, just come to our house after school as planned and to get on with the wedding. Isn't that great?"

I couldn't believe how lucky we were. Unfortunately, I literally couldn't believe it. There had to be a loophole somewhere, "All three of us can sleep in the same bed all night? Naked?" I have no idea why I asked about "naked". It was a stupid question. It was probably because that word was floating around my head a lot these days.

Julia assured me it was true, "Yes, all three of us, all night, naked. I like the way you think! Very, very naked. Don't get your hopes too high because Mom only said 'probably', so it's not definite. She wouldn't tell me how it was possible so I can't guess how likely it is. I didn't know how to make it happen myself, and you didn't either, did you?"

I shook my head.

"So that's a big improvement. I think that if Mom said 'probably' then there has to be a very good chance because I don't think she'd mention it otherwise."

"That's WONDERFUL news! It's going to be incredible to be able to sleep with the two of you. Especially naked, haha. How are all the other preparations going? I'm not doing anything and it feels weird not knowing what's happening. And, yes, before you remind me, I know it's your 'job' to do all the managing in our relationship. I think you made that rule up just because you like doing it so much."

"You're might be right. In this case I have a good excuse because it's traditional for the girl and her mother to organize her wedding. The groom just has to turn up on the correct day. In our case, the other wife too, haha. But things are going well. Our bed is being swapped for a bigger one just before lunch on Thursday, and Andrew is going to set it up for us. We have the linen and bedclothes already so it won't take him long.

^-- "I originally planned to have the entire wedding in our room, from showing your TK to Carol through to your taking her virginity and all the good fun that we'll have after that, but this morning Mom said we are going to have the ceremony in the living room. She's going to set it up for us, with lots of flowers and candles. She said we couldn't do that in our bedroom without Carol wondering about it too early, which makes sense. So we'll take Carol to my room first, show her your TK, talk about it, propose, and then go to the living room. I've got it all planned, so don't worry about it."

"I'm sure you do. You're right that I should let you do all the preliminary work, that way I can save all my energy for later in the evening. It's going to be a lot of hard work making two girls happy."

"I like the sound of 'HARD work', but Carol won't want too much as she'll be so overwrought and losing her virginity will make her sore. We'll have to be careful not to get too carried away with her. If you have any spare energy left over, I recommend you should use it up on me, haha."

We were approaching a crowded area so we had to end that conversation there. I did add, "Julia, the plastic bags attached to my schoolbag are my clothes for tomorrow night. How about we put them in your locker?" Julia nodded and I added, "I wasn't sure whether to bring them tonight, or wait until we come to your house for dinner. Had you forgotten about that?"

Julia looked blank for a second, then said, "You're right! I'd forgotten your whole family is coming over for dinner tonight. Damn, I wanted to spend all the time with Carol. That and our," Julia did a quick look around, but there were too many people nearby, "wedding are all I've been thinking of. Oh well, I'll have to take them now. I think it's funny that I was so focused."

"Even funnier is that I forgot about it too, until Mom mentioned it during breakfast this morning. You and I must have one-tracked minds." Five of them, as all four of mine were on the same track.

^

Lunch was fun, and the girls teased me and flashed me (can it be called a "flash" if it lasts five minutes?). We all had a good time, especially as there were no interruptions this time. Carol's prediction that the girls in red were scared off seemed accurate.

Julia told Carol that she'd pedal home as fast as she could, but if the car beat her, to wait outside the front door as no one would be at home.

Carol demonstrated more confidence by saying, "Don't pedal too fast. I wouldn't want you to be too tired when you arrived."

Which gave me an idea, I said (and this'll give you an idea what an unbossy boss I am). "Girls, with your permission, I think Julia should ride the car home, from school to my place to drop me off, then on to her place. Carol will ride Julia's bike to Julia's home. After all, Carol is our serving girl."

Carol said, "Yes. That's right. I'll do that."

Julia was about to argue, I think, but I whispered to her, "That way you can carry my clothes bags in the car. They'd be awkward on the bike."

Julia said to me, "Good idea. We'll do that."

We were only sitting around anyway, so we walked to Julia's bike to show Carol where it was, and Julia told her the combination for the lock.

Julia cautioned Carol, "Don't pedal home too fast. You're going to be doing lots of serving when you get to my room and I wouldn't want you to be too tired."

Carol and I laughed.

Julia offered to take Carol's schoolbag in the car, but Carol said she was used to biking with it and it wasn't far, so no problem.

Then Carol headed back to her area of the school, so we slowly did too, stopping for only a few minutes in an unobserved area for some serious kissing and pussy fondling. As we were relatively private, Julia then took her panties out of her pocket and put them on while I watched. I was surprised at how sexy that looked.

In the afternoon I got deliberately jostled by a guy in an 11th grade Math class I sat in on. Not a jock, just a big, ordinary guy. It hadn't happened for a while, and was a bit of a shock. I was tempted to TK-float a pin onto his chair, but I didn't have a pin and didn't know which was his chair until he'd sat on it. I noted the idea for possible future use, even though it was very juvenile (which didn't mean I wasn't going to do it). Too late I thought of knocking his chair away as he'd been about to sit down. Oh well, I'll save that juvenile prank for if he pushed me around again.

I carried my bags to the car pick-up point with Julia. Donna was already there. When the car arrived, I felt guilty so explained to Mr. Moore that we wanted him to go to our usual home, then take Julia on to her home, and that it would've been Carol normally but she'd swapped with Julia and we would've gone to Julia's place anyway, etc. I'd barely talked to the guy before as he wasn't one of my teachers, so I felt I needed to explain the situation to him, even though it turned out to be a long-winded, weak explanation.

He assured us, "It's not a problem. You're nice kids and you always try to be on time, so don't worry about it."

His speech exceeded the total of what he'd said to us since he got the job. I guess he spends all day talking to kids so a bit of silence was probably quite welcome. We sat back and he took Donna and me to our home. On the way I wondered whether he would've thought of us as "nice kids" if he'd seen Carol flashing me, or me fingering her while pretending to look in her bag.

I gave Julia a quick kiss as I got out and said, "Have a good time."

"You bet!"

^

It would've been rude to ignore Donna, our being the only two in the house and I felt a bit guilty about not spending any time with her yesterday, so I asked her if she wanted to goof around. I got the expected answer, so we did that for about an hour, and then we needed to get ready for the dinner.

Mom and Dad came home promptly, and they got ready too. Apparently Vanessa had planned an early dinner so we didn't waste time.

For once Donna had to sit in the backseat, and to my surprise she put her arm through mine and cuddled very much like Julia or Carol would have. I must have looked a little surprised, so she said, "Julia and Carol aren't the only ones who like you, you know."

"I know. They're not the only ones I like either." I put my hand on her jeans and momentarily squeezed her leg. Mom had turned around at our voices, and smiled at us.

She turned to Dad and said, "They really do get along well."

Dad just nodded. I thought it was a bit of a funny comment as we'd been getting along well for months, and extremely well for weeks, so it didn't deserve a comment now. But who understands mothers?

Andrew opened the door as we approached, and shepherded us into the dining room. Vanessa, Prof and Robert came out and all the usual greetings were exchanged.

Vanessa said "The two girls will be down shortly. They know you're here. Dinner will be ready soon. We're going to have an early one; nothing fancy, just what we'd normally have. Then we'll take you upstairs to show you the study and the changes to Julia's room. Then the parents will adjourn to the living room and the kids can entertain themselves in the Guys' Room or the hot tub." We'd forgotten about swimsuits, so the hot tub was out. Probably just as well, unless Julia revoked her instruction to Carol to be naked next time we were in the tub.

The Boys (it felt strange for 15-year old me to refer to the 26-year old Andrew and Robert as "The Boys", but the Williamses usually do so I've picked it up) took drinks orders and went to get them. We had started on the drinks when Carol and Julia arrived. Freshly showered I noticed, and the reason made me envious of both of them.

Julia came around to sit on my lap, and Carol came and gave me a hug, and said, "I'm having the BEST time!" I was envious all over again. Carol stood beside me, hugging me, rather than sitting down.

Dinner started coming out of the kitchen soon after. Carol and Mom leaped up to help. Julia asked her Mom, "Can I stay here? I miss my man."

Vanessa laughed, "It's got to be, what?, nearly three hours since you last saw him? You poor thing. Lucky for you I've got enough helpers already."

Julia had no shame, about this or pretty much anything else, so she just said, "Good," and snuggled in closer to me.

Dinner was nice. Despite Vanessa's comment that it was "nothing fancy", it was still very nice. Nicer than we'd have at home, so the "Mark plate" got a good workout, especially as I'd been too busy goofing off with Donna to have a snack when I'd got home.

Prof addressed us all briefly, saying, "Other than the room changes, which you'll see shortly, the main outstanding item is Mark's license. The Dean has come through, and Mark can take the tests for it when his cast comes off. If he does well enough they'll issue him with an unrestricted license. The DMV has the paperwork and I have a letter from them telling Mark who he has to contact. I'll give that to you later, Mark. It would be ideal if you ace the theory and practice, and don't have an accident at least until you're sixteen and half when you would've had your full license anyway, so study up. On the weekend I'll take you somewhere quiet, as I do with Julia already, and you can get used to her car."

I was very happy with that news. I'd been told it was likely, but actually hearing I could get my license as soon as the damned cast came off was fantastic. "Thank you VERY much Prof. That'll be fantastic."

I was going to say more, when Prof FIRMLY added, "After you get your license, I'm going to require you take me for some drives before I let you drive Julia or anyone else from my family. You'll have to pass a 'Prof Test', and I'm not joking about that. We take car safety VERY seriously in this family so there'll be NO skylarking of any form. One speeding ticket, or any other problem like that, and you'll lose access to that car and Julia as a passenger. You can wait the eight months or so it'll take before she can drive you. Is that clear?"

"Yes, sir." The ONLY possible thing to say.

Prof continued, just in case I hadn't gotten the message yet, "In baseball they give you three strikes before you're out. Cars kill people so I'm giving you only one strike, at the most. If I see or hear about any immaturity with a car, at all, you are 'out'. If you even look like you're thinking about speeding, you'll be 'out'. Clear?"

"Yes, sir."

He continued even further, "'Out' means you will never drive any member of this family, including Julia, and you won't be allowed to drive any of our cars either, even if you are by yourself. Having said that, and assuming you're not stupid, it'll be convenient for you to be able to go back and forth to OSU easily, and for you and Julia to go wherever else you want. Just so long as you drive responsibly."

"Yes, sir."

#3: <I've think we should be very, very careful drivers because he sure ain't joking!>

#2: <No, and remember that neither he nor Vanessa will start a car until everyone's seatbelts are on. He's over the top, but we're not going to argue with him, that's for sure. I'll tell you something else, the excitement I had at our getting our license has all gone. Now I'm more worried than anything, probably exactly what Prof intended.>

The atmosphere around the table had been chilled, but it recovered fairly quickly. Prof's words of warning hadn't been so bad that I lost my appetite, so I cheered myself up with another helping from the best dishes.

After dinner, and after the dishes were loaded into the dishwasher (I wish we had one of those, except for when I got to sneak up behind Carol and take advantage of her), we all trouped upstairs.

First stop was the study. One long wall for Carol's and my desks, with a half-desk between them with the new computer on it. Prof pointed out that the desks were specially chosen to have no drawers on the sides nearest the computer, and that a leg had been removed and replaced with an "angle bracket". I looked puzzled at that term and he told me to look under the desk, and then I understood. Likewise with the computer's desk. Our chairs were wheeled so we could roll to and from the computer easily. The chairs were very comfortable too.

Julia's desk and computer were along the next wall around from Carol's and my desks. There were shelves for every desk, including some exactly where I wanted them so either hand could reach without my having to get up.

The third wall had more shelves and a "stationery cupboard". I'd never had one of those before. It contained pads, various colored pens, highlighters, paper for the printer, and several more items.

Andrew said, "Anything else you want, just let us know. Also the computers are networked, so you can share files easily, and they share the printer. They're both cabled to the 'net, so you've got full-time access. I understand you've only got dial-up at home, so you'll find this a big improvement. We can easily add more computers to the network if you and Carol want your own, so no worries there."

I could see Dad was about to object, and so could Prof, who got in first, "Don't worry about it. We'll see how this set up works out first."

Andrew resumed, "Does your computer at home have USB ports?"

"I think it has one, on the back." [It was so old that it didn't, but that didn't matter.]

"There are a couple of memory sticks, a pink one and blue one, in the cupboard, so you can easily transfer your work between here and home. You might find that easier than emailing it. Just put your sticks on a key-chain and you'll be fine."

Vanessa said, "We haven't tried to decorate the room so it looks somewhat spartan." Personally I thought it looked great, but I wasn't going to argue with her. "Once you're settled in, if you want some posters for the walls, a little stereo, some flower arrangements, or anything else, just let Julia or me know." I was NOT going to let Julia do ANY of the decorating. I did NOT want to do my schoolwork in a sea of frilly pink!

Prof said, "The shelves behind the Andersons' computer have got the manuals for all the packages it comes with, and all the instructions for how to access OSU's sites. I'll take you through that sometime soon, not tonight though. Again, if you need anything else, just let us know."

By now Carol was holding my arm and clearly affected by how much they'd done for us, and the caring it represented. As an aside, this was obviously the first time she'd seen this room. I wonder what she'd spent all her time here doing, snigger.

Julia was holding my other arm, looking proud as punch (I made a mental note to ask Mom to explain that expression to me one day). She asked me, "Is this good?"

At home we have one old computer on a tiny desk by the kitchen table, with dial-up that we get told to get off if we're connected for more than half an hour. Carol and I also have a desk in our rooms. Both were reasonable desks, smallish, but workable. But compared with this: no comparison!

I had no problem answering, "This is very, very good. Amazing. I'm sure I can work much easier here. Thank you so much, Prof and Vanessa. And Andrew and Robert too, for setting it up so well. This is wonderful."

Dad looked a bit uncomfortable, probably for exactly the same reason I was so pleased: this was a GREAT room to study in. Dad started speaking to Prof and Vanessa, "I really think you've done too much. This is..."

Prof held up his hand, and when Dad faltered, politely interrupted, "I'm sorry, but I disagree. Studying is important. We want the kids to do the best they can and a poor study environment can be a liability. In truth this room cost us very little. OSU provided the computer system and software, and all the furniture is standard stuff straight out of an office-furniture showroom. All we've done is have Andrew remove a couple of legs and put on some angle brackets. Vanessa's and my study is considerably better and much more expensive than this. I wouldn't be surprised if Vanessa buys a painting for one of the walls in here that costs us more than everything else we've spent for this. It really was much cheaper than you think, so don't worry about it."