Chapter 9

“I wondered how you could be so good at this and so gentle with me, Michael. It makes sense that you had to learn from someone. Knowing it was Connie is a little weird, but it wasn’t like you were given a choice. Connie took your virginity whether you wanted to give it to her, or not.”

We were in bed and joined at the groin. Tara was vigorously impaled on my raging erection and loving it. Cary and Edwina took Edwina’s car for a late trip into town for ice cream, wanting to be seen in their new wheels. That gave us privacy for a couple of hours. Tara waited until the car lights were out of sight before she took hold of my shirt and pulled me behind her to our bedroom where she stripped like a pro, causing Mr. Johnson and me to fall in love with her all over again.

“You didn’t get a choice, so you were emphatic about making sure we did, weren’t you? That’s so sweet, Baby...” We enjoyed the quiet to engage in gentle sex and soft conversation. “I knew you would be good at this,” she groaned as the tip of my erection brushed her cervix. “I knew it, but chose not to think about why you were so good at it.” Tara huffed and puffed as I changed angles to bump her “G” spot on the down stroke. Her body was so easy to understand. Tara sent me all kinds of messages telling me how to please her. “Michael. I LOVE how you feel when you lay on top of me with your weight right between my thighs. Your weight over me, just like you are right now makes me all squirmy inside ... ohhhh...” We rocked together while she reached her peak, again.

“Connie used you for her own pleasure and blamed it on your injury so she wouldn’t feel guilty about having sex with her own child. It makes me angry at her, but not very angry, because she got you ready to give me the greatest joy I’ve ever known ... and I’m your aunt. I guess that makes me just as bad, but in a different way.

“You don’t think you’re being abused by us, do you, Sweetheart?”

Before she could start beating herself up, I put a stop to it. “The doctor explained that my injury was potentially dangerous to my health because it isn’t healthy for the fluids to have no way out of the body. I knew I had to regularly climax, but I tried to avoid it because it hurt when the nurse made me come in the doctor’s office so they could see what would happen.

“Connie (I deliberately used her name) took the doctor literally at his word and made certain the fluids were released, but got excited along the way. I can’t begrudge her that. She was technically right, because if I don’t come regularly I might end up with cancer and die.

“I guess I had to accept what we did as a trade to avoid getting cancer.” Tara squealed when I said that, and her vagina squeezed me so hard that I came right along with her.

Still huffing, Tara giggled. “Well ... no matter what happens, the three of us are just as determined to keep you safe from cancer, so get ready to please us while we please you and we’ll fight cancer together.”

Tara seemed to love having me stroke her “G” spot, while I sucked her clitoris. When she deeply into the oral and digital stimulation I was giving her, I gently rimmed her anus with my free index finger. At first she tensed up, but when I didn’t do more than softly rim her opening she relaxed and let herself enjoy the added stimulation.

“Where did you learn to do that?” We were relaxing in the afterglow.

“Every month Connie wanted to experiment for a few days after she got over her period. She was a little wild for those first few days every month. One time we were turned upside down on each other and she reached down and showed me how to rim her with my fingers while sucking her button.

“She came so hard she cried all over me. When I came she sucked so hard it almost hurt, but she couldn’t help herself, so I waited for her to calm down and licked her bottom hole to see what would happen.

“It worked. She squirmed all over my mouth and ordered me to keep it up. It took a little while but she tensed up and came so hard she squirted me. A few days later she handed me a jar of Vaseline and told me to put it all over my penis and try to fit it in her.

“That wasn’t as fun as she thought it would be. She was way too tight and when I managed to get just the tip of me inside her, she nearly fainted from the pain and jerked forward to get me back out. We didn’t talk about it anymore, but I did wipe off the lube and used my mouth to soothe her rectum.

“She liked that.”

We fell asleep joined at the crotch and only partially awakened when Edwina and Cary crawled in with us.

Alistair called bright and early the following Monday morning.

“Michael, you are the winner. Kelvin’s audit uncovered a deliberate pattern of pilfering from his clients, not just you. He stole from your parents and many others for years. The State’s Attorney had the documents and promised to present to the Grand Jury when they meet in ten days.

“On the lawsuit front, attorneys for Yount, Tucker and Company have offered a settlement of ten and a half million dollars, plus my fees. If you accept, then the entire ten million five hundred thousand is yours and they pay us separately.

“I really have to advise you to accept. This is an extraordinary amount of money and will take care of you and your aunts for the rest of your lives, in very elegant style.”

I knew he was right and gave him my approval. “How long will it take them to actually settle?”

“Oh ... They are prepared to have a cashier check prepared and delivered by tomorrow at twelve noon.”

We went on to talk about the Kelvin problem. “His law firm appears to be quite broke. His personal holdings aren’t as bad and you are first in line, because we filed first and got a court order protecting your rights. When the dust settles you should get paid about three-hundred thousand dollars from Kelvin’s estate. That settlement will cover actual monies he stole, the ways in which he treated you unethically, and damages for the loss of availability of the money while he had it out of your possession. To cover his debt to you, the Sheriff will arrange to sell everything that is in his name on the courthouse steps, one day soon.”

I could live with all of that and thanked him for his hard work. Don’t cheat my loved ones and you won’t find that everything you own just went out the window.

In July we bought a customized Silver Eagle Bus that was ordered by a semi-popular band who broke up before it could be delivered. The bus company in Orlando gave us a wonderful price because the former band members had prepaid almost half of the sticker price. We christened it with a trip to Niagara Falls, stopping at Palisades Amusement Park in New Jersey, on the way north. The bus came with a huge bed in back and four bunks. The one-hundred fifty gallon diesel tank allowed us to travel enormous distances and sleep wherever we got tired.

Tara acted like a mother hen, preparing snacks and bringing me cold drinks while I drove. Cary enjoyed planning the route. We needed lots of planning because there were no interstate highways in fifty-five. Edwina enjoyed playing tourist and helping Tara and Cary keep the bus clean.

We were gone for two months commencing exactly two weeks after the money from the lawsuit was safely invested in things I knew would grow year after year. The estate was earning about three-quarters of a million dollars a year before taxes. Hose were nineteen fifty-five dollars and they went a lot farther than dollars in two-thousand and ten. We decided we’d spend some of it on ourselves. Getting out of town together was a good first step.

We decided as a family that none of us was going back to school in August. We were rich, happy together and the reason people went to school was so they could get a good job and have a comfortable life. We were already multi-millionaires and had a wonderful life. There was no point in pretending that we needed to get degrees to be happy. I talked the local school superintendent into testing me out of the final two years of school and got my diploma a few weeks later.