Chapter 75

“I see that you found your old teacher and high school sweetheart! Funny how they are mother and daughter, right?” my sister, Rachel, now teased me as she served breakfast for all of us, but especially me.

“Yeah, funny how that worked out ... I guess that I know why I was the teacher’s pet!” I joked.

“Well, that didn’t hurt you, but neither did your considerable progress and incredible passion for English Literature. You know that was a big part of why I always found you attractive, right? That and well, it’s hard to explain. You always had a certain ... magnetic quality to you, a certain, dare I say, magical or supernatural charm and sex appeal, if you will. Plus, knowing that you dug my daughter ... and me, well, it led to some fantasies that a proper Christian wife and mother just ain’t supposed to have,” Autumn confessed now over a plate of Eggs Benedict (with vegan options for people like Maneet).

“Fantasies of threesomes with her and me, you mean?” I teased my former teacher and her daughter, who were both among my lovers now.

“Well, you were there ... you get it, I think. Certainly, your cock did while you plowed both of us in the shower!” Autumn replied with a wink, even as Carly played footsie with both of us.

“Oh, absolutely! So, how much did you know of things, Rachel?” I asked my sister, who blushed and licked her lips before turning her face away.

“Well, let’s just say that I gave Carly tips on how to sneak out, even as her mother played lookout for her. I gave her an alibi now and then, too. And I let her practice kissing with me. I didn’t mind ... at all. It was kinda hot, actually. Quite steamy, in fact. I loved making out with a sexy young teenage girl like Carly. She’s part-Hispanic, huh?” Rachel wondered aloud.

“On both sides. Both William and I were half-Latino, half-Anglo. Pretty cute, huh? She tastes great, too. Just wait until you get to eat her out ... and she does the same for you! Yummy and that tongue can do miracles or something! Anyway, yeah, Rachel was in on it. It was ... kind of a plot. Behind your back, but also behind her father’s. To make you and Carly lovers. Initially, it was to get you two married while you fooled around with Rachel.

“And with Jana, I dare say. Yeah, we knew about Jana. It wasn’t rocket science. Your face and hers both lit up around each other and even at the mention of each other’s name. The same way that yours and Rachel’s did ... and yours and Carly’s. I knew that you adored all four of us. And I wanted that for you. Not very Christian of me, but I already had a crisis of faith, rapidly losing much of it by that point. I just don’t know what her end goal was with you. I pictured her being your sexy European mistress myself,” Autumn blushed a bit now.

“So did I. I wasn’t an expert like Mom, but I could totally tell that you dug Rachel and Jana as well as my mother and me. I just fucking pretended that I couldn’t. What can I say? You were the one who lacked confidence in you. Nobody else in that little circle did, okay? Jana knew, too. She just probably hasn’t thought about us in a good while,” Carly giggled before kissing me, then her mother, then Rachel, and then Jana.

“Guilty as charged! Sorry about that. I have thought of you now and then, just not as much as I should have. So much happened to me and all that jazz ... and our only real connection was Mark. Also, of course, I ended up moving to Tucson for a good while and becoming intimate with Andrea. But, yes, I wanted things to progress. I think that they would have, too, but for the whole divorce mess happening when it did. How did that turn out, by the way?” Jana admitted, looking sheepish for no good reason in my book.

“Anyway, Happy Birthday, baby brother!” Rachel told me with a kiss for me, others quickly joining in the wishes.

“Yep, forty fucking one years old! Yeah, me!” I chuckled a bit at that.

“Hey, don’t knock being forty-one! It wasn’t too bad of an age, at least for me ... and Katrina. It was pretty nice, actually,” Rachel laughed while several of my ladies approached me, including Katrina and Andrea.

“Face it, Dad, you’re the bee’s knees!” Shelby teased me now while Max and she felt me up.

“Yeah, Dad,” Max half-seriously called me.

“Oui, Papa!” Josie exclaimed, getting a high-five from Jeanne and Manon each.

“Hey, it’s not like you’re getting any older, babe! Or did you forget the consequences of your resurrection, hon!” Marcy told me as she appeared among us.

I laughed at that while eating my breakfast and winking at each of my lovers. The way that they all managed to juggle eating with flirting with me ... and each other, well, that was impressive, wasn’t it? It just wasn’t exactly new at all, and that was a good thing. Well, it was MY birthday, and I was happy to spend it with my ever increasing family, even if there were mysteries as yet unsolved about its past.

“So, how did you pay my rent, which by the way, thank you, after I graduated from college? Also, did you pull strings to get me my office job at all? Just wondering. I got it pretty easy and fast for a recent college grad. It has occurred to me that you went out of your way to ... insert yourself into my life, for the better, of course,” I asked my big sister now.

“Oh, that? I turned tricks to help you pay rent, and by that, I mean as a well-paid escort. You know that this body can command some megabucks, right? I specialized in a customized version of the classic ‘girlfriend experience’ for guys with more money than self-esteem. Yeah, I was a sex worker, though I started out as a stripper. I still did that now and then, in fact. A lot of my clients were married, but by no means all. Sometimes, I even had couples and women as clients. One was a very lonely lesbian and she was one of my favorites, in fact.

“As for your job ... I kinda bribed and/or blackmailed one of the owners into it. Not exactly a shocker there, I think. He told me later that he was glad that I did it, because you were, in his words, ‘an amazing worker.’ He also said that he would have promoted you, but he still held out hopes of marrying Ninve. No joke on that point. You were gonna get that promotion when she became his wife. Apparently, he was an Assyrian himself and he really wanted her for his bride,” Rachel told me with a kiss.

“Yeah, that would be Shalman. Sounds like him, at least. He really did have a thing for Ninve. His brother Jonah preferred Tamara. To each their own. They both dug Ana and Teresa, but neither thought that they stood a chance with them. Since they didn’t want to quarrel, they both left them alone. Boy, would they have been jealous!” I laughed now, even as Marcy dropped both of them in front of me.

“Oh, shit ... it’s you? I wondered what happened to you ... and you’re the Lawgiver? My God!” Shalman exclaimed before muttering something in his native dialect.