Chapter 20: Party Preparations

Saturday, December 23. Late Afternoon/Early Evening
Dave was still in the family room when the girls started coming down. The first ones to appear were Olivia and Jennifer. They were holding hands when they entered the living room. Both were freshly showered and both had glowing smiles on their faces. Dave muted the rerun of Andy Griffith he'd been watching and smiled at the two women.

"You two look ... relaxed."

It was the only word Dave could find to describe them.

"Thank you," Jennifer said as the two women released their hold on each other and sat down on either side of him. "I very much enjoyed playing with your toy."

"That's nice." Dave turned to Olivia. "Toy, did you enjoy being played with?"

"Oh, yes, master. The mistress is wonderful."

"I'm glad to hear it." Dave kissed Olivia on the forehead. "So what are you two gonna do now?"

"Well, Olivia has agreed to make dinner for everyone tonight and while she's doing that I'm going to go through the kitchen and see if we need anything for the party tomorrow. Once I know what I need, I'll make a trip to the grocery store. I'll probably do that after dinner."

"Do any of the girls know of your plans yet?"

"Nope. I haven't seen 'em. Have you?"

"Nope. I heard someone come down and go into the kitchen quite a while ago but nothing since then."

"Hmmm? Wonder what they're up to."

"Don't worry, Jenn. Emily will tell me and I'll tell you."

"What makes you think she'll tell you?"

"Simple. The girl enjoys this too much. She's proud of it. She's going to want to brag. It's one of Emily's few shortcomings."

All three laughed. Shortly thereafter, Olivia and Jennifer headed upstairs to make dinner and start preparations for the party. Not fifteen minutes later, Molly and Emily appeared. They too were glowing and their arms were around each others waist.

"Where have you two been? And what have you been up to?"

"We've been up in my room," Emily stated. "Just doing stuff."

"Just stuff, huh?"

Emily flopped down on the couch beside Dave. Molly moved right in front of Dave and then knelt down between his knees. For a moment, Dave thought she was going to unzip his jeans, pull out his cock and suck him off. Instead, she put her elbows on his knees, brought her hands together under her chin as if she was about to pray and smiled at him.

"What do you want?" he asked.

"Uncle David, the four hours is up."

Dave looked at his watch and noted it had been about three and a half hours since Molly had received her dose of SLuT10.

"Not quite but close enough."

"Can I have some more please?"

"I take it you enjoy being submissive?"

Molly blushed furiously.

"Can I please, Uncle David? You said if I wanted, I could have some more."

"Yes, I did," Dave agreed. "However, your mother and Olivia are upstairs right now cooking dinner and I think your mother wants to discuss something with you, your sister and your cousins, and I think she'd rather you not be under someone elses control when the discussion happens. However, I did promise, so, if you're willing to wait until after dinner, and if you still want it then, and your mother agrees, I'll give you another dose then. Is that acceptable?"

"Yes, Uncle David. Thank you."

"What does Aunt Jennifer want to discuss with us?"

"That's a surprise and you will have to wait until dinner to find out. Now, where are your sisters?" Dave asked, looking from Emily to Molly and back.

Emily shrugged.

"Last time we saw them they were in Meg's room together. We've been ... occupied for a while." Strangely, this caused Molly to blush again.

Dave nodded his understanding.

"Molly, would you please go up and find the pair of them and let them know it's time to stop whatever they're doing and get themselves cleaned up and ready for dinner."

"Yes, Uncle David."

Molly rose from where she was kneeling and headed for the stairs. When Emily tried to go with her, Dave grabbed her arm and held her in her seat. Dave waited until he heard the door at the top of the steps close before he started speaking.

"What happened upstairs?"

"Nosy today, are we Daddy?"

"Emily!" Dave said with a scowl.

"Oh, okay. First, we played a game of truth or dare. I asked all the questions and told them they weren't allowed to lie. I told them that they could refuse to answer a question, but if they did, they had to do the dare. Anyway, I got all kinds of info about the three of them. Did you know Hayley got felt up in a closet a few weeks ago?"

"No, I didn't. Tell me all about it."

And Emily did. She told him all about Hayley's Seven Minutes in Heaven with Peter Kowalski. She also told him all the dirt she had found out about her cousins. About that time Molly reappeared.

"Uncle David, I found them. Megan was in her room alone and looked as though she'd been crying and Hayley was in her room, with the door locked. I knocked but she just told me to go away. It sounded like she'd been crying too. She wouldn't open the door so..."

"It's okay, Moll." Dave turned to Emily. "Any idea what's going on with them?"

"No, Daddy. When Molly and I left them, Hayley was shaving Megan and they were talking and laughing."

"Curiouser and curiouser. Why don't you two go help Olivia make dinner. I'll go see what's going on with your sisters."

"Okay, Daddy,"

Emily leaned over, kissed Dave on the cheek quickly, stood up, took Molly's hand, and the two of them took off up the stairs.

Dave sat there for another minute thinking about what he had learned from Emily and wondering what had happened between Meg and Hayley. Then he turned off the TV and headed up the stairs. He went to Meg's room first. The door was open so he just stepped in and looked around. Meg wasn't there. He turned back to the hallway and noticed the bathroom door was closed and light was coming from under it. Guessing Meg was in the bathroom, Dave moved on to Hayley's room. He knocked and then tried the door but found it still locked.

"Go away!" Hayley shouted from inside.

"Hayley, open the door now or I'll have it removed."

It wasn't an idle threat. A few years earlier, Emily had locked herself in her bedroom after a particularly nasty fight with her mother and refused to open it that whole day. When Dave came home from work that night, he had gone to the room, told Emily to open the door or else. She refused and kept herself locked in her bedroom the rest of that night. The next day when she got home from school, she was shocked to find her bedroom door had been removed. Dave told her if she ever locked him out of a room of his house again, the door would stay and she would go. The door stayed off for a full week and nearly drove Emily to conniptions as she constantly forgot she didn't have a door and would start dressing or undressing where anyone could see.

A moment later, Dave heard the lock click on the bedroom door. He turned the doorknob, pushed open the door and stepped inside. Hayley had already retreated back to the bed. She was wrapped up in a light blue terrycloth robe. Dave closed the door, went to the bed, and sat down.

"Both you and Meg are in tears, why?"

Hayley didn't answer immediately. She grabbed her father's arm and hugged it to her chest tightly. She wiped her tears on his sleeve and sniffled a few times.

"She said the most horrible thing to me."

"What did she say?"

"She said ... I can't tell you."

"Why can't you tell me?"

"It's embarrassing."

Dave nodded. "Would it be better if I sent Emily or your Aunt Jennifer up to talk to you?"

Hayley nodded.

"Okay, but I want this settled," Dave told her.

He kissed her forehead, pried his arm lose from her grip, and left the bedroom, pulling the door shut but not allowing it to latch behind him. As he was heading to the steps, the bathroom door opened and Meg stepped out. Obviously she had washed and dressed while in the bathroom. Dave stepped up in front of her.

"Do you want to tell me why you and Hayley are both crying?"

Meg's chin dropped to her chest and she kept her eyes to the floor.

"I tried to tell her I was sorry, Uncle David. I didn't mean it. Not that way anyway."

Dave, realizing he had found someone who was willing to talk to him about what happened got down on one knee, used a finger to lift Meg's chin.

"What did you say?"

"I ... I told her that..." Meg took a deep breath and then said it as quickly as she could. "I said her pussy stank."

Dave's eyebrows instantly arched into his forehead as about seven different questions flew through his mind. Then he burst out laughing. Luckily, his laughter wasn't loud enough to draw Hayley's attention.

"It's not funny!" Meg shouted, pushed Dave away, turned and retreated back into the bathroom, slamming the door in Dave's face.

"Okay then," Dave said once he'd stopped laughing. With a smile on his face, Dave stood up and headed downstairs.

"Jenn," Dave said, stopping in the kitchen doorway and leaning a shoulder against the door frame. "I think this requires your own unique perspective."

"What?" Jenn asked, certain she was about to be smiling.

"Hay and Meg are fighting. Hayley won't say what happened. Meg gave me a most interesting answer though."

"What did she say?"

The entire kitchen, including Olivia, Molly and Emily were now listening to the conversation.

"When I asked her why they were both crying, which had been reported to me by Molly, she told me that she said that Hayley's pussy stank."

Jennifer snorted as she fought not to laugh. She tried to wipe the smile off her face. Then she tried to keep from laughing but had very little success. When she finally got herself under control she nodded.

"Yeah, I think that's definitely my department."

Somehow, Jenn managed to keep a straight face as she left the kitchen and headed for the stairs.

Dave looked at Olivia who was standing beside the stove and also trying hard not to laugh.

"Why do people tell me shit like this?" Dave shook his head, turned and walked away. A moment later, he heard both Olivia and Emily burst out laughing.

It would be weeks before Dave could bring himself to ask for the story on what happened in Meg's room that day but he never asked what it was that Jennifer had said to the two girls when she went upstairs. Whatever she said, though, it worked because when Dave sat down before a heaping plate of Olivia's Yankee Pot Roast, Hayley and Megan were both happy, smiling and talking to each other.

Over dinner, Jennifer told the girls her idea for a small Christmas party. All four of the girls seemed thrilled with the idea and immediately started in discussing what they would need. Jenn's shopping list grew, significantly, during that discussion. Then they started in on who to invite. Dave didn't involve himself in the conversation but did listen to see if certain names came up.

After dinner was over, Dave retired to the living room while Hayley and Megan cleaned the kitchen. Almost immediately, Molly was there, with her mother in tow.

"Uncle Dave?"

"Yes, Molly."

"About what we discussed earlier," Molly said trying to make him remember their earlier conversation.

Dave nodded. "I told you, you have to get your mother's permission."

Molly immediately turned to Jenn which wasn't hard since she had a firm grip on Jenn's hand.

"Mom, Uncle David said I could have some more of that stuff if you said it was okay."

"Do you want some more?"

Molly nodded her head.

"David?"

Dave shrugged. "It's up to you, Jenn. I told her I'd give her four hours and if she wanted more after that, we'd discuss it. Apparently, she wants more."

"Molly," Jenn said and dragged her daughter to the couch where they both sat down. "Why do you want more?"

"I don't know, Mom. It just ... I like it. Is that so bad?"

"No, Molly, it isn't bad. I'm just trying to understand why you like it so much?"

Molly looked as though she were about to cry. Dave shooed Emily and Olivia away when they started to come in. They turned around and left without a word.

"I don't know, Mom. I guess it's ... it's relaxing."

"Relaxing? In what way? Because you don't have to make any decisions?"

"I guess. Kinda. Yeah. There's always so much going on in my head. The stuff shuts all the voices off. Makes it feel like I'm alone in my head."

Jenn and Dave shared a concerned look for a second. Jenn sat there quietly for a moment and then made her decision. "Molly, we're going to talk more about this later, okay?"

Molly nodded.

"I'm pretty sure there are other ways for you to relax than by being someone's submissive slave. Now, if that's what you want, then I'll be fine with that. If you want to do what Olivia's done and become some guy's slave, that's your choice once you're an adult. But, what worries me is that you're doing this, not because you enjoy it but because you feel it's the only way you can relax."