Chapter 25

The government flew us to Springfield, not Branson, to avoid prying eyes. We landed well after dark and deplaned well away from any occupied area. A military car was waiting and drove us to the local mall, where we found a cab had been called and prepaid to take us home. The level of care given to keep my whereabouts a secret was impressive. I hoped they did a better job than my last time through.

Winnie was talkative all the way to Springfield, but resolutely silent, other than nonsense talk, from the airport until we got home. I realized she wasn't about to slip up and say something that could be misinterpreted or accidentally give us away.

As we approached Branson, I realized I had to explain Winnie's presence when we arrived, and since we were very intimate, I had that to explain as well. Colleen saw what they threw at me and Rebecca liked to make a run at a new girl from time to time. Beth Ann was the kind of person who might take offense since I can't be completely transparent about what is going on. I had to walk a tightrope to live up to my non-disclosure and keep peace at home.

When the taxi dropped us off, the next part of my problem presented itself. Winnie had no luggage. I left our mountain base with only what I was wearing, and we didn't go back to pick anything up. At least my dresser and closet were full, but Winnie wasn't so lucky, and I needed to think about getting her to an all-night department store, before we could think about sleeping.

Thinking about sleeping brought on a whole new level of anxiety. Where was Winnie sleeping? She and I had grown accustomed to her presence beside me. How was that about to go over?

I was in so much trouble...

Beth Ann flew through the door to welcome me home, with Rebecca and Colleen very close behind. We had missed each other for far too long, and our greeting was effusive. Winnie hung back, shyly observing us. It hit me that she was feeling the same insecurity about my ladies that I was.

Then it all went away.

Colleen disengaged herself from my hug and ran to Winnie. "Judge Harvey called and said you were the person that is responsible for keeping Carl alive! Thank you for what you're doing. We are so glad you are here with us, and the Judge sent your bags ahead. They're upstairs waiting."

She and Winnie ran off together while Rebecca and Beth Ann made me feel welcome.

We felt really welcome, for a really long time, before we heard from Winnie and Colleen.

They'd apparently been having girl-talk, and when they sashayed into the bedroom to find us feeling really welcome, they decided they wanted to feel welcome too.

It was a very welcoming evening.

Waking up in my own bed, with my three ladies plus one, was wonderful, simply wonderful. When I came awake, Beth Ann was wrapped around me. Rebecca had her head on Colleen's tummy, and Winnie was beside Colleen, with Colleen's hand between her legs.

Mr. Johnson found this to be a remarkably attractive tableau and insisted on joining the reclining ladies. My innate sense of decorum withstood my baser instincts, and instead of ravishing them all, I gently stroked Beth Ann's head and hair. She quivered, shivered, and then snorted, before opening one eye and giving me a really dirty look. Clearly she was not nearly as happy to wake up and find me observing her, as I was to be awake observing her.

Go figure.

Women. You can't live with 'em, and you can't just shoot 'em.

Oh well. We'd work it out before long.

Beth Ann rolled off of me, and in doing so, cupped her vagina. "Ooooh, I'm sore. What did you use in me last night, a baseball bat? Next time, limit yourself to something more appropriate for sentimental sex, instead of hot, ripped, and buff, no holds barred, hump 'em till they drop. At least I'll be able to walk in the morning." With that she crawled over me and disappeared into the bathroom.

I followed but found the door latched, so I continued on to the guest bath, where I discovered Winnie and Colleen right behind me, wanting to use the facilities and then shower, preferably all together. Winnie went first, then Colleen, and then I was finally allowed access to the porcelain throne, which made me last into the shower.

Since there was no risk of running out of hot water, we frolicked and played for a long time, exploring each other in ways best left to the imagination. Winnie accepted Colleen as a partner with almost no reluctance, which was very different that last time through. That got me thinking that she would have a different set of experiences, without me coming along as David and changing everything.

I made a mental note to explore that in private with each of my girls.

Breakfast was ... loud. Lots of loudness accompanied four strong willed women, in one kitchen, all sharing one man. Winnie stayed clear of the melee for a while, but got sucked in when Colleen declared she was the best lover of the four.

"No you're not!" Winnie declared. "I'm the youngest and hottest. Therefore I'm the best lover."

That lasted right up until Rebecca said, "If we're scoring on volume, I am the biggest, and have the most body to use to please my man, so I am clearly the best lover. By now, it really should have been obvious to all of you."