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Living the Dream Part 4 By: Malissa Madison Sophie had trouble sleeping, she was worrying about the placement tests, so I did what any loving caring Sister would do. I threw her on the bed pinning her down beneath me and gave her a full body massage until she fell asleep. Then I cuddled her in my arms, rocking gently back and forth until I too fell asleep. The morning sun streaming in the windows woke us up, it was only seven AM. But she was already nervous, trying to decide what to wear. I'd brought up my makeup case along with our new outfits. So I calmly ordered room service while she jumped in the shower, then I joined her so we could scrub each other's backs. We sat in our panties and bras eating breakfast. Scrambled eggs, sausage toast. And two large glasses of milk each. I watched her as she watched me. We did our makeup and got dressed, before we did our hair. She was worrying again, this time it was how should she wear her hair. Smiling I opened my makeup case, reaching down to the special compartment in the bottom. Her eyes lit up when I pulled out the braid sheaths. Taking the brush from her hand I began brushing out her long blonde hair. "You know I will always share everything with you," I said pulling her hair back into a ponytail. "You are as much a part of me as Donnie is. And without either of you these would have no meaning." I pulled her hair up higher than she usually wore it. then began lacing the sheath into place. The two eagle feathers hung at the ends framing her hair. And I kissed the top of her head, as a single tear rolled down her cheek. And she giggled softly. "I remember the first time I saw these," she said. "You about bit my head off for touching them." I laughed, "And here I am giving half of them to you. Do you know how precious you are to me?" "Enough that you would give me half the feathers our chosen husband gave to you." She tilted her head back as we kissed. "Now if I'm wearing half you have to wear the other half." We traded places, and decided to wear the Silver and Turquoise jewelry that we'd both been given as promise and acceptance gifts. She giggled, "I feel like we should be wearing Doe skin dresses and Moccasins instead of skirts and heels." "That might be a bit formal for a placement test." I teased. "But just you wait till your wedding," I winked at her. "Now grab your purse, we don't want to be late." Heads turned watching us as we walked through the hotel headed toward the front doors. I paused at the front desk, "Please have my car brought to the door. And if our Mother should call tell her we've already left for the Academy." "Right away Miss." We strolled past several people who stood staring. "My god you did that like you've done it before." I leaned over and kissed her full on the lips, "I have, and next time it's your turn." I handed her a twenty dollar bill, "You get to tip the Valet when he brings the car." We took our time looking in the shop windows at the finer evening wear. And fancy dresses and heels, I was giving the Valet time to get the car to the door before we stepped out the doors. I saw my car turn coming out of the parking garage, and we stepped to the curb, only to have it screech to a stop in front of us. The one at the curb opened her door for her, and she handed him the twenty. "Thank you." I stepped around to the open driver's door and got in, "Next time," I said. "I don't want to hear my tires screeching to a stop. Do not abuse my car again." I dropped into second, letting out the clutch as I closed my door in his face. "Why'd you do that? he was kinda cute." "Had he driven with care like he was supposed to he would have gotten a tip too. now he'll get reprimanded." "That's kind of mean don't you think?" "No he gets paid good money to take special care with the cars of guests. Which means he treats them like they're on a show room floor. If he has an accident or damages one in his care the hotel has to pay for it." "Oh, I didn't know that." I smiled, "See this is part of your life lesson for today. Just wait till you get your license and we have Julie and Cinderella both here at the same time. Or better yet all three of our cars. That's when the Concierge gets tested. He has to determine which of them get pulled out or if all of them do." "Is that why he's always watching the stairs and elevators?" "See you're learning already." We were headed toward the Academy, If both our cars were there he'd alert the Garage to be ready when he saw us coming. Then depending on which of us asked for the car, he'd know which one was to be brought out." I turned at the gate and smiled at Curtis, "Good morning Curtis." "Miss Vandine, A pleasure to see you again." He waved us through the open gate. "You still have your room key?" she held it up, "Mine has the stall number they assigned to my car on it." I pointed to the little tag on the key ring. "How do they know though?" "Remember when I left the car with them last night? The Valet handed me that chip? That was the next available parking space. I gave the chip to the Concierge when we checked in." I pulled into an open space in front of the Administration building. She was nervous, "Just answer the questions you can. If you have trouble with one skip it and go to the next one. The least you can do is end up in seventh grade right?" I smiled at her and bent to give her a deep soul kiss. "Malissa, who is this?" Miss Trudy asked. Her eyes locked automatically to the eagle feathers. "Miss Trudy Bright Moon, may I present Sophie Vandine. My Sister Wife." She looked back and forth between us, "I've seen her folder. Blackfeet, and I've talked with Night Bird when we called to see if we could find a heritage point. I'm sorry we couldn't get any clues to who your parents were." "That's ok Ma'am, I know who my Momma and daddy are and who my promised husband is and who my Sister wife is. That's all I need to be happy." "Spoken like a true child of the People. You'll do well here." she pulled off a silver and Turquoise ring then slipped it onto Sophie's finger. Like your Sister, you are now part of my family. But I think you need to relax now the test is about to start." We left her to take the test and Trudy was full of questions. She had a lot of answers, but most lead to more questions. Sophie had been dumped at the orphanage when she was about six months old. Her blood work showed she was about a quarter Blackfeet Indian with a bit of Sioux mixed in. there were no traces of her parents. Or who might have left her there. Her trail ended where it began. "Trust me, the Nations are looking into it. we don't like it when our children are abandoned. Especially the blessed ones." "Thank you cousin, it means a lot to me." "She means a lot to you if you shared your feathers with her. And even more if you are willing to share a husband. I just hope I get to meet him in person. his sister is a blessed spirit too. so I know he is special." We were sitting in Karen's office having Coffee with Miss Clara. She was asking what plans I had for the summer when Sophie tapped on the door. "You're done already? It's only been two hours." Karen was beside herself, "How many did you have to skip?" "Three," she looked at me. "Malissa, can we go to the hotel? I want to talk to Momma." "Sophie? Which Three gave you problems?" Trudy wanted to know. "The first three, the rest were too simple." "And those are the ones you want to ask your Momma about?" She was visibly upset, "What are the First three questions?" I wanted to know. "Fathers name, Mothers name, and place of birth." "Oh Sophie," I wrapped my arms around her. "The first to are simple, Momma and Daddy. That's all anyone needs to know. The last one is right here," I placed my hand over her heart. "You were born right here." Trudy knelt down to look her in the eye, "You are a child of the Spirits. The world is your birth place, and those who take care of you are your mother and father by right of their love." Sophie smiled, "You're good at that you know. Making people smile and feel better. Thank you." "Do you still want to go to the hotel?" "I'm pretty hungry. Can we get room service while we wait to hear how bad I screwed up the test." Miss Clara squeezed our hands, "I'll call as soon as the results are back. Now go feed your little sister before she wastes away to nothing." In our room we sat eating, Sophie fidgeting nervously. "Calm down," I told her. If you did your best that's all I asked. But you know your smarter than other kids your age." Donnie called to ask if we'd heard yet, "Well Lovey, if you did well enough to advance a grade ahead then we'll certainly consider you old enough." "Old enough for what?" "Connie, was having sex when she was thirteen. You don't think we'd expect you to wait an additional two years do you?" I could hear the smile in his voice, "If you're in eighth grade next year we'll consider you to be of legal age." When Miss Clara called she started off with, "Sophie I'm really sorry." Sophie started out crying, "I didn't do very good, I failed it didn't I?" "No sweetie, I'm sorry they won't let us advance you more than one year ahead." "What? Get out, I didn't do that good." "Could I speak to Malissa? I already talked to your Momma." "So how well did she do?" I asked. "If I could, she'd be starting tenth grade with you next year. But I can't possibly get her into tenth until year after next." "So you're saying if she keeps up at her current rate she could graduate with me?" "Absolutely, I have no doubts. As it is I have nine recommendations that we get her enrolled in college level correspondence courses to keep her challenged." "Could you send some course recommendations to the house? I think she'll be more than happy to find something." After I hung up I stood looking at her, "What, I really screwed it up didn't I?" "Did you guess at the answers or did you put down what you honestly believed were the answers?" "I never guess on tests. You know that." "Damn I wish Donnie was here, but oh well, that means I get you all to myself until he comes home." "What are you talking about? Am I in trouble?" "Only if you don't like the taste of your own cream pies. But you better call Donnie and tell him I'm about to take you all the way." I handed her the phone and said "Dial." Then pushed her back onto the bed ripping at her clothes. She was giggling as she dialed the number. "Sophie? What are you giggling about?" she squealed as I yanked her panties to the side slamming my tongue in her pussy. "Ma, Malissa is trying to rape me," she giggled. "What should I do?" "Flip her over, smack her on the ass and shove that big cock of yours all the way in. but don't hang up the phone. I want to hear you make her squeal." She giggled as she dropped the phone onto the pillows. Then pushed me over backwards before smacking my ass hard. "Roll over, Donnie says you're my bitch tonight," She giggled again. "And he wants to hear you squealing." The smack on my ass had almost made me cum, and she knew it. she was teasing me rubbing the tip around and around, pulling back every time I tried to rock back onto it. "Beg for it," she laughed. Leaning over closer to the phone, "tell our bitch she needs to beg." "Oh god, Sophie, please don't tease me. I've waited so long." "What have you waited so long for? Tell me." "For, for your big hard girl cock to fill my pussy. Pleeeeasssse!" She pushed into me a little bit and stopped, when I tried to take more she smacked my ass. "Is that what you want? You want my girl cock fucking that tight little pussy? You want to be my bitch?" "Yessssss, yesssss, I want you to fuck me like the cum slut bitch I am." She slammed all the way in hard. "Who's Bitch are you tonight?" she reached around and smacked my clit with her fingers. "YOURSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS," I squealed as my orgasm hit hard. "I'm your Bitch." "Good, now fuck her like my precious cum slut. Teach her to please my Bitch, Baby." Donnie said over the phone. When Sophie finally came filling me full, she collapsed panting on the bed. "Sophie?" Giggling and panting for breath she said, "Yes?" "Thank you, I'm proud of you. When I get home I'll show you how to make a Malissa Sandwich." I grabbed the phone, "Not before you make me a cream pie damnit. I've been waiting." We hung up after a few more minutes and then Sophie and I began more gently passionately making love with each other. We were both worn out resisting the urge to drift off when our room door opened and Momma walked into the main room. "Girls are you still here?" Sophie giggled. "Yes Momma," I answered her. "Just put those down over there, here you are, thank you." After a few seconds she said, "Oh would you have them reserve a table for us in about an hour?" "Yes Ma'am." "Thank you." She came into our bedroom, "I guess you two have been celebrating already?" Sophie just giggled. I smiled, "Yes Momma, I thought she deserved a special reward for doing so well. Don't you?" "Well my reward is nowhere near that fun. But it is special, and you can't have it on an empty stomach. So get your fannies out of that bed and get dressed for dinner. You have one hour. She was carrying an evening gown over her shoulder as she stepped into the next room. We heard the shower running a moment later. I was glad we'd stopped and bought fancy dinner dresses. We'd planned to wear them for Donnie when he came home. Now we were going to wear them to dinner with Momma instead. We hurried and showered and got dressed, then did our hair and Makeup. Momma walked in and watched as we finished up. "All ready to go," she asked. Then picked up the room phone. "Five twelve please." "Are you ready?" "Then meet us at the elevators. We'll all go in together." She hung up without an explanation. When we stepped out of the elevator Jennie, Daphne and Connie were waiting for us. "Ladies?" she lead the way to the hotel's restaurant. I looked at the Menu but couldn't read a word of it. Momma just smiled, "Daphne honey, would you order for us." Daphne to my utter amazement rattled off a string of fluent Italian, pointing to each of us in turn. Then I heard the word Chardon', and the waiter looked at Momma who nodded her approval. The waiter brought us our wine first, pouring us each about half a glass. Then Momma said, "Ladies, I give you the newest member of our family. Daphne." We drank to Daphne welcoming her into our lives officially. Then Momma said, "And to our newest rising Star, Sophie." About half way through dinner the waiter came over and told Momma that someone had asked for the table next to ours. I looked over to the door and saw Monica with Mindy and Mandy. "By all means yes, but perhaps you can join the tables?" he looked at her strange. Then Daphne rattled off something ending in, "Family." Two bus boys were employed to join the tables right away. And everyone was once again seated. Mindy and Mandy were going to take their placement tests in the morning. "Sophie are you looking forward to starting seventh grade next year?" Monica asked. "Actually Mom, she'll be in Eighth grade next year." I said. "Is that true Sophie?" Sophie got up and went to her, wrapping her arms around her hugging her. "Yes Mom it is." "Then you are no longer held back by your age." To which Sophie blushed. We didn't want to brag so we didn't tell her that if the school had its way she'd be in tenth grade. And I didn't know how the twins would fare on the tests. "Malissa, Sophie, I do want to apologize for over reacting about Sophie's driving. I am sorry, I just," "Mom, it's alright. You were worried, it's what Moms do," Sophie said. "Yes and we overreacted it's what teens do." As we waited for the elevator Monica asked, "So when Donnie gets back I guess you three will be free to do all the things young lovers do when they come of age." Sophie giggled and blushed, "Thank you." We stayed another day waiting to have dinner with them to celebrate the twins getting advanced to Eighth grade too. As we checked out, I asked that our bags be loaded into my car. And we stood watching as they were placed in gently. I noticed that the car had been dusted before being brought out. And that it rolled to a gentle stop at the curb. Momma was riding with Connie and Jennie had her car in line behind us. Daphne's jaw dropped open when I stepped to the passenger door, "Sophie, you're driving." I handed the valet a twenty as he closed my door. Then Sophie handed the one who drove a twenty. I crooked my finger at him and he approached the door leaning over. "Much better, thank you." I handed him a fifty, "You're learning." Jennie and Connie kept trying to pass us on the way. And as long as she didn't get too wild I told Sophie she could show off a bit. She'd giggle every time one would pass her then she'd whip out before they could pull in front and pass them on the far shoulder of the divided highway. But it was Momma who got us going when she asked, "Do you girls know how to play the Shell game?" to which we started sliding out and around each other in random order. "Look out guys, we got three young ladies up here playing the shell game shuffle," a truck driver said. "That Camaro's got one nice lookin' Beaver. Too bad we can't get in close for a better look." "Kitten," Momma said. "Pull your skirt down." About that time Daphne's black lace panties flew out the window. I could hear Jennie saying, "Not my Beaver they're drooling over Momma. Hold on." Her car swerved a bit then her panties flew out the window. Sophie was giggling looking at me. And I shook my head no. She was almost bummed out when Momma said, "that's ten apiece Girls." "Momma uses a wooden ruler," I reminded Sophie. And she giggled as Jennie pulled into line between us and Connie. "I guess they don't want a spanking," Sophie giggled. "Too late for that," I pointed out. "Momma already gave them the count, and she's not like Daddy. She won't forget about it if they behave the rest of the way home." After we got home we unpacked the car, and put things away. Then Momma said, "Dave, did you get the memo from the school about the new disciplinary practices?" "Yes it came this morning, I already signed them and left them on my desk for your signature as well. It did say both parents or legal guardians needed to sign." "What new disciplinary practices?" Jennie asked. "we already have demerits and detention and cleaning details." "Yes well, it was brought to Miss Clara's attention that some thought the detentions and cleaning details were too unjust." Daddy smiled and it almost frightened me. "Oh no, Daddy what did they add if they took away those two?" I asked. "Spankings, Bare Bottom Spankings," He beamed. "It's all in the explanation letters the school sent out to students and Parents." Momma was quickly signing the forms in the approval section. As we came into the office to get our letters, I counted five forms. Then noticed Daphne's letter had been forwarded to our house. I opened mine reading it. Miss Malissa Vandine, In light of recent parental and student protests over detentions and Disciplinary cleaning details, the school is making the following changes. Depending on parental consent. The demerit system will remain in effect for all students. Detentions will be replaced with the new Demerit Spankings, ten swats par spanking session. Cleaning details will be replaced with Open Class Spankings to be conducted in the class common room. All Spankings will be carried out by the appropriate Dorm Mother, and the students being disciplined will be across their knees with bared Bottoms. To reduce hand injuries all Dorm Mothers are being encouraged to use a standard twelve inch plastic ruler, which will be provided by the student. Ruler dimensions are as follows: Twelve to eighteen inches in length. One to one and a half inches in width. And no more than one eighth inch in thickness. This is to ensure that no permanent marks or long lasting injuries occur. Any students without parental consent will fall under the old measures. Than You, It was signed by Miss Clara herself. With a smiley face stamp holding a ruler. "Oh, My, God," Connie gasped. "Tell me that smiley face isn't holding a ruler." I giggled, "Yep, and its staring right at you too." "I picked up part of your school supplies today," Daddy said holding up five of the plastic rulers fitting the description in the letter. We each took one. "Thank you daddy," Sophie and I said, kissing his cheek as we took ours. "Jennie, Daphne," Momma said. "I think this is as good a time as any to test those don't you?" I quickly covered Sophie's mouth so Momma wouldn't hear her giggling. Then I smacked her ass playfully. "Let's go work on Cinderella, that should keep us out of trouble." "If Daddy's home, where's Donnie?" we both turned looking at Daddy. "He stayed to finish up. But he'll be back tomorrow morning." After a moment he said, "Sophie I have something for you. I'm so proud of you." He handed her a Zale's Jewelers box. Inside were a pair of clear cut diamond earrings. "Thank you Daddy" She hugged him kissing his cheek again. Then skipped up the stairs to change into her work skirt. We sat on our rolling stools around the engine on its stand slowly stripping it down, preparing to rebuild it. "Do you think Jennie will ever understand why we like doing this so much? Getting our hands dirty and fixing things ourselves?" "I think she understands, she just likes to take the easier route and pay someone else." Then I pointed out, "She did help rebuild her engine and Connie's." "Yeah but that was mostly because Daddy was watching what was going on." "And she knows now that if she had to she could do it. that means a lot in itself. Especially with Daddy." "What do you mean? "Daddy knew I could do it myself. He also knew it would take me longer than his surprise. He knew I was going to get my license early and wanted to surprise me so he had my engine rebuilt and my car finished for me for when I got my license." I smiled, "But they got finished way faster than I could have and it sat for months under a cover tempting me until I threw a fit and ended up getting spanked. That's when I knew how much my Daddy loved me, because he cried as much as I did." "No Malissa, he cried more," Momma said behind me. "He worried for days that you were going to hate him and were just pretending to understand." "What? Oh Momma why didn't you tell me?" I ran inside to his office. "Daddy," I wrapped my arms around his neck sitting in his lap. "Thank you for Spanking my Bratty Ass when I need it. I'm sorry you Worried so much the first time. I was really being a royal bitch and deserved it." He smiled and kissed my cheek, "I have something for you and Sophie both." He handed me a envelope with a lump inside it. "Open it with her, then you two better go pack. Because this is just a stopover for Donnie, I'm sending him on vacation. That damn boy works too hard." "Thank you Daddy, whatever this is, thank you." I let Sophie open the envelope. She dumped out the contents on the work bench. Two passports and three round trip tickets to the Cayman Islands. She started to squeal and lost her breath hyperventilating. I got her calmed down and half carried her as she gasped for air, tears streaming from her eyes, into the kitchen. "Sophie, what happened?" momma was worried. She looked up gasping, waving the passports and tickets. I pushed a paper bag in front of her face. "Breath slow, deep breaths." When she had it under control she finally looked up at Daddy, then Squealed and jumped into his arms. "Now that was worth every penny, seeing you both so happy." He hugged us both real tight. Then swatted our butts playfully, "Scamper on up and start packing. We'll drop you off at the Airport in the morning." "Daddy, we're Vandine girls. We don't scamper. We float gracefully," Sophie said with a giggle. He looked at me and I said, "Floating gracefully Daddy." As I moved to catch up to Sophie. Then at the foot of the stairs we raced full out for the bedroom. The next morning Daddy raised an eyebrow at our bags, "Too much?" I asked. Daddy laughed, "More like too little. Jennifer would have three bags of her own. And that would just be her bathing suites." "Well we are more practical." He kissed my cheek. "You don't fool me. I'll be surprised if you make it out of the room to go swimming in the first week." We, wrapped ourselves around Donnie when he came out of the customs security gate. Then he hugged Momma, kissing her cheek and hugged Daddy. "Thank you sir, I'll take the best of care of both of them." "I know you will son, and I don't want you worrying about work. You deserve this vacation together." "Don't break him girls," Momma said. "Your Daddy needs him back by Malissa's birthday." I was almost as wide eyed as Sophie when we boarded the plane. I'd never flown First Class before. There were only four other people in first class with us. A newlywed couple and two snobbish businessman who got drunk and slept the entire flight. I think the couple figured out what was going on when we all managed to fit into the bathroom together. Sophie was so nervous, and I lead her to the small bathroom to splash water on her face. Then Donnie tapped on the door to ask if she was ok. I opened it and pulled him inside. Sophie hugged him, "I missed you so much. And I don't know how I'm ever going to wait till we land," She whispered into his ear. He slid his hands down under her butt lifting her up. "Put your legs around my waist love, it'll make this easier." I giggled and knelt on the floor pulling his slacks down, kissing the tip of his hard cock. Then I pushed my nose into Sophie's dripping wet pussy. I never saw anyone who could get so wet and excited so fast. I kissed and nibbled on her cheeks as I guided him into her. She let out a stifled little yelp as he let her drop fully onto his cock. Then when she was about to cum she bit his shoulder, to stifle her orgasmic release. I held his hands in place helping him support her as I slammed my face into her driving my tongue in deep to slurp out my reward. Shaking my head as I swirled my tongue around suckling out every drop, as she bounced and squealed into his shoulder again. We had to hold her up for a few minutes till she stopped shaking, during which time they licked my face clean. We were giggling as we opened the door a crack. The stewardess winked at me, putting her finger to her lips. As we slipped out past her Donnie said, "Thank you." "My pleasure Sir." Then after we'd sat down she brought us drinks, and moved across to the newlyweds. I thought I heard her say, "It's your turn now if you want." To which they rushed to the bathroom together. When she returned a minute later with a fresh drink for each of us she said, "Welcome to the Mile High Club." Then winked at Sophie, who blushed and giggled. "was that your first time?" She blushed even redder nodding. "Oh my, then it really was something extra special." The couple wasn't even trying to be quiet, and I looked across at the other two passengers. "Don't worry, those two would sleep through a plane crash." Sophie crawled into Donnie's lap hugging and kissing him. Then me back and forth. Then the stewardess came by with an extra-large blanket. You know there is more than one bathroom in this section." Donnie took the hint, and we all three went into it together. This time it was my turn. Only when Donnie finished cumming he spun me around to Sophie. I was panting hard already trying to catch my breath when she lifted me up and then entered me fast, Donnie had my skirt up in back. And I felt him pressing between my cheeks. "This, Sophie my love is how you make a Malissa sandwich. I bit my lip squealing in delight as they both worked me over between them. I was gasping for air, weak, and shaking all over by the time they both came filling me to overflowing while I moaned in ecstatic bliss. I could barely walk as we made our way happily back to our seats, passing the grinning couple. "My god, he satisfied them both on that one." The woman commented. That was the first time I fell asleep on a plane. When I woke up I remembered we'd left our panties in the bathroom. Sophie giggled and motioned toward the stewardess, who was happily sniffing them with a smile on her face looking right at us. "Thank you both so much," She mouthed and giggled. Then stuck them in her pocket. Donnie was still asleep. "I'll be back in a minute or two," I whispered to Sophie with a devious giggle. Then passing the stewardess I wiggled my finger to her as I opened the door. She sat on the toilet, and I sat on the edge of the sink with her face between my legs. While she lapped my wet pussy, fingering herself. I bit my hand, as she muffled her own orgasm by burying her face in my pussy. When I caught my breath I said, "Wait here, I'm going to send in Sophie." Back in my seat I said, "She's waiting for you. Go ahead and have some extra fun." She looked over at Donnie who had woken up, "What are you waiting for? Go!" We curled up together kissing, and the other stewardess came by to see if we needed anything. Then realized that both Sophie and her counterpart were missing. "Crap, she gets all the fun." The young couple was watching, so I pointed to both of them then to the stewardess, and motioned toward the other bathroom. They looked at each other then jumped up reaching for her hand. Ten minutes later Sophie came out followed by the Stewardess, who asked. "Where's Brenda? She should be serving dinner by now." "Oh she's serving something. But you won't tell on her will you?" "Oh wow, she finally did it. Hell no, I won't say anything. She deserves to have some fun after her last relationship." We found out Brenda's ex-fianc? had been cheating on her with several other flight attendants. And she'd been withdrawn ever since not interested in anyone. We relaxed and enjoyed each other. And actually made it to the beach on the third day. Of course we spent most of the time rolling around on the sand together. By the time we had to head home we all had decent all over tans. We'd spent a good deal of time on the nude beach. And Sophie was so happy that no one stared or made a fuss over her. They treated her as if it was the most natural thing in the world to see a beautiful young woman naked with a cock to rival most of the other guests. Donnie's parents had gotten together with ours and rented the Marriot Ball room for our birthday combining Mine, Donnie's and Bambi's together. Jon Paul's gift to Bambi was priceless. He announced that he'd been accepted as an exchange student at MMA. Two days later after Daddy and Donnie left on another business trip Sophie decided to scare the crap out of me. "Malissa, are you awake yet? God I have to talk to you." "Sophie, are you ok?" she was worried by the tone of her voice. "I'm late. Crap, oh crap Daddy's going to kill me. Momma's going to be ashamed of me." "What are you talking about?" "My period, I'm late." "How late?" "Over a week, oh god what am I going to do?" "Hold on, we have two sources we can go to for advice and information." "What? Who?" "Momma," she was shaking her head no. "Or Daphne." Before I could finish sitting up she'd dashed out of the room. I heard her tapping softly on their door. "Sophie, it's three AM. This better be life or death." I heard the door close. Then hushed whispers. Four minutes later I smelled coffee brewing downstairs. Momma was awake. I pulled on my nightie and went down stairs. I was wiping the sleep out of my eyes when Momma said, "Have a seat. And start talking." "Even the cops let you have a cup of coffee when they interrogate you," I said. "I'm your Momma, not the cops. Besides the coffee's still brewing." I held my empty cup waiting, stalling for time to think. Then the door to Jennifer's room opened spilling soft light over the railing. "Sophia Loren Vandine," Momma said calmly. "Please come here." She was on the verge of tears as she padded barefoot into the kitchen. But Momma didn't let her sit down in her chair, instead she pulled her up into her lap, looking deep into her eyes with concern. Not looking away she said, "Malissa get us some coffee please." "Sophie, Mr. Lennox tells me you're worried about missing your period." She started crying. "Shhh, stop crying it isn't the end of the world." Mr. Lennox was her reference to the heating ducts in the house. we'd discovered early on that they seemed to funnel everything into Momma and Daddy's bedroom. "I was real careful momma really I was, I only forgot for two days." Momma, lifted her chin, "Have you taken a test yet? Or seen a doctor?" "No momma, not yet." Momma said, "There are test sticks under the sink. Take one out and pee on it. then come have a cup of coffee. Then we'll see if we need to worry ok?" Sophie rushed off into the bathroom and we heard her ripping open the box. Then a few minutes later the sound of her peeing. "Twenty minutes, during which time you are going to tell me when you forgot to take the pill. How close to your period was it?" Sophie ran up to our room and got her calendar, then sat down and showed momma. "So it was the two day's just before you should have started? That's not bad. And you've only had two so far." Daphne sat down at the table. Yeah I told her it wasn't uncommon to miss a period or two when you first start out. I went four months after I went on the pill. You should have heard my mother screaming at me. "You little slut, I knew all you wanted to do was go get knocked up." She laughed, "You know when I lost my cherry? The week before Christmas break. Jennie, I gave it to her. It didn't feel right neither of us really enjoyed it." "Oh honey," Momma was now all maternal with Daphne. "I thought I'd screwed up big time because she didn't come back after Christmas. But then when she did, Wow, was it ever worth waiting for." After twenty minutes we checked the stick to find it was negative. Momma said "Next time, before you get bent out of shape and freaked out, please use one of the ones I put in your medicine cabinet." She giggled. "Sorry Momma." "Well now that we're all awake, who's fixing breakfast?" Sophie giggled, "I guess since I'm the reason everyone's awake I should do the honors." Half way through I got up and helped her, I realized that a natural cook, Sophie was not. She was doing good to scramble eggs and fry bacon. But I kissed her cheek as I bumped hips with her to start the gravy for the biscuits. When she said, "I didn't know you could use Bacon grease." I had to giggle. "Silly, that little crock on the back of the stove is full of sausage grease." I kissed her passionately until Connie smacked my ass. "If you're going to make out go upstairs. Otherwise get back to cooking, I'm starving." "Connie, one day you'll understand that some things have to simmer," I told her. "What does that mean? Are you even listening to yourself?" I moved the pan off the burner, "Sophie can hold her breath in a kiss for three minutes. My gravy needs to simmer for three minutes." Momma laughed, "So you're using Sophie for a timer now?" I just smiled and Sophie said, "Hey that's not fair. Now I feel used like a cheap kitchen appliance." "Oh baby sister you'll never be cheap or a kitchen appliance." I patted her butt teasingly. As we ate she looked up at me, "Can I rebuild the Carburetor by myself today?" "Yes, and I won't tell you if you're doing it wrong until you're done. But I want to watch how you do it." I was smiling at her, "You are a better mechanic than you are a cook." She flipped a fork full of scrambled eggs at me, "They are pretty bad aren't they?" "You just need practice young lady," Momma said. "At least it isn't as bad as Jennifer's gravy," put in Daphne with a wink. "We could use it for tile grout in the bathroom." Then jumped up squealing as Jennie chased her up the stairs to their room. Sophie bounced up the stairs to get ready to work on her car. "Malissa? Can I ask you something?" Momma asked before I could follow her. "Yes Momma, you can ask me anything." "Are you happy that you got the operation? Or do you wish you'd waited?" "Momma you know how happy I am. And no I don't wish I'd waited. Why are you worried about it?" "It's just that Sophie wants to wait, I thought maybe,,," I stopped her. "Momma, Sophie doesn't want to wait. She doesn't want to have her operation at all." I looked right into her big beautiful eyes. "The three of us talked it over. We spent a long time discussing it where Mr. Lennox couldn't hear us. And we decided that the only way we'd encourage her to have it is if she got pregnant and it was a have to matter." "And Donnie's ok with it? he won't change his mind later on?" I blushed, "Momma, I shouldn't be telling you this. But he enjoys it as much as I do, when she uses it." then I got up and hurried up to get ready to work in the garage. We were sitting at the bench and she was using a toothpick to clean out the fuel jet inlets. "So Momma's concerned that you might feel like you got the operation too soon," she said casually. "And she thinks Donnie might not want me to keep Rodney." "I talked to her Sophie. I told her how much we both enjoy it when you get all macho." She giggled, "You did not. Did you?" "Yes I Did. Donnie isn't ashamed of his feeling for you and neither am I. I think it's wonderful that he enjoys knowing what it feels like to get his ass screwed really good by a gorgeous blonde." She blushed and giggled. "Speaking of getting screwed by a gorgeous blonde, how would you like to borrow one of Daphne's toys?" Now it was my turn to smile as I said, "We don't need to borrow one." I blushed, "I bought one the other night when I went out to get the ice cream. I was just trying to figure out how to get it in the house without you seeing it first." "Oh my god girl where is it? Go get it, I want it now." "Go look in the console," I said. "What? You mean you hid it in my car?" "The one place no one would look." She opened the door and looked inside the console. "It's been opened." "Hey I didn't want to have to try and figure it out at the last minute. Now get in the back seat." She giggled, "Nope I want it across Goat's fender, hugging the air breather." She skipped across the garage to Donnie's car popping open the hood. It was a bit awkward at first but then we really got into it. and traded places a couple of times. Later when Momma called us for lunch she giggled. "You still have a couple of your old skirts in the bottom of your tool box." She wrapped one around the toy to carry it up to our room. When she came back to the kitchen momma said, "I hope you wash that before you put it away." "I put it in the hamper upstairs momma." "Sophie what if Anna decides to do laundry? She's a bit old fashioned to understand young girls needs to play with toys like that." We looked at each other, "Damn you Mr. Lennox." And busted out giggling. "Honey," Momma said. "You don't need to sneak things past me or your Daddy. We understand," she told me. "Did we say anything about Jennifer and Daphne's Toy collection?" I kissed her cheek, "Thank you Momma." "Just so you know, Brad is going to be spending the night with Connie before he jumps on the plane tomorrow. Your Daddy asked if he could fly out and lend a hand on that job they're doing." Jennifer and Daphne had gone shopping, and we decided we would go out to a movie. Momma said she was going to go over and visit Donnie's parents so not to worry if she wasn't home when we got back. We sat in the drive in watching probably the dumbest movie either of us had ever seen. So we spent most of the movie making out. The car next to us was filled with a bunch of old ladies who by their reactions and comments about the movie must have been religious prudes. When the actress said, 'please fuck me before we die.' They came back with, "Well I never!" to which Sophie promptly replied, "Put a bag over your head and you might." We both giggled for ten minutes as they fumed about insolent, promiscuous girls. We were sharing a cotton candy cone together and when it got down to just the paper cone in the middle we put on a show for them. We wrapped our tongues around it sliding up and down getting all the sticky spun sugar off. But we soon forgot all about the rest of the world as we dropped the cone. We were brought back to reality by someone tapping on the window. "Movie's over girls. I'd really like to go home, now please go find a motel or at least a back road some place." He moved on to the next car a couple of rows up. "Oh my god," Sophie gasped. Written on the windshield was, 'Harlot's', the driver's window had the words 'Lesbian Sluts' and the back window had 'Whore's of Babylon' written in red lipstick. Sophie was furious, she started to get out. There were religious pamphlet's tucked into every crevasse and under the wipers. I just laughed. "Sophie honey, please just collect the trash. We don't want to litter." I got out and started collecting the newsletters and pamphlets. Then saw the writing on the hood. The red lipstick stood out against the candy apple blue lacquer. I looked at the address stamped on one of the newsletters. And tossed it into the back seat. "Sophie, get in the car," she could tell by my tone of voice I was furious. Then she saw the hood. I slammed the movie speaker into its holder, then trying to stay calm I got in and closed the door. "Malissa, Calm down." She told me, "You know how you drive when you're pissed off." "You damned right I'm fucking pissed off. If that bitch thinks she can get away with trashing either my sister or my car she has another thing coming." "Do you know who it was? Come on it was just a bunch of church freaks." "No Sophie it wasn't just a bunch of church freaks." I was beginning to calm down a bit, "Come on, we gotta get this shit off the car before it damages the finish." I started the car and tried to drive calmly to the nearest car wash. "So are you going to tell me who it was? Or do I have to seduce it out of you?" She continued to ask and I continued to say no not anyone you know. When we finally got to the car wash I put the money in and started scrubbing my car. She grabbed an extra rag and helped out, still trying to get me to tell her. "I bet Momma knows, she'll tell me. I'll ask her when we get home." "You really want to know so bad?" I asked her. "What would you do if you saw them again?" "I'll kick there self-righteous asses, that's what I'll do." "Which is exactly why I'm dropping your little ass off at home before I go confront them." "What? No way you can't do that to me I love you and I'm going to be there." We finished rinsing off the car, "Get in." We started driving home, and I hadn't realized that our route took us right past the house, well not our usual route anyway. I saw her jerk around in her seat looking as we passed it, she'd recognized the car in the driveway. Before I knew it I was circling the block, "Sophie I want you to do me a favor." "Put a brick through the Window?" "God no! are you nuts?" I demanded. "I want you to go up to the door and ring the bell. When they answer tell Pamela that her brother wants to talk to her. Then bring her to the car. I'll be at the end of the block waiting." "Her, her brother? Those fucking bitches are your sisters? Your flesh and blood sisters?" "Yes and the old woman that was driving was my Mother." I looked at her pleading, "Please don't start anything, please." She jumped out of the car walking toward the house. her heels clacking on the sidewalk said she was pissed off. I only hoped she wouldn't start anything. From where I sat I could see the door as she climbed the steps. Then knocked loudly on the door. I was close enough to hear the conversation. "Is Pamela here?" "Pam," my youngest sister, a year younger than me said. "Someone is here to see you." "Do I know you? You look familiar?" "Your brother wants to talk to you, follow me." "Becca, Lynne, I'll be back in a minute." "If he's here I'm coming with you," Becca said. "You know how violent he can be." "So how do you know my brother? Are you his girlfriend?" pam wanted to know. They stopped short staring at the car, and I got out. "You! Where's my brother?" "You really don't recognize me? You used to like dressing me up when we were little. You liked to see me get my ass beat for it too." I stated nonchalantly. "Remember when you caught me dressing up in your clothes, and you tried to blackmail me? How unhappy I was with my life?" They just stared. "You three crossed a line tonight. I was perfectly happy to just things go. But you had to fuck with one of the five things so very dear to me. Of all the things I have now, only five are more important than my car." I'd been walking toward them. "Take a good long look, yes I'm happy and yes, I'm all girl now. I don't expect you to understand. Just stay the fuck out of my way and don't ever touch anything of mine again." I spun on my heels and started to walk away, "D, umm, wait. Please." "Come on Becca, he made his choices." Pam turned and walked away. "You're that girl from the newspaper and the news story. The one that got shot?" she was looking at me funny. "What was the name? you're my sister and I don't even know your name." "Good, then I won't have to worry about getting anymore trash." I flung the handful of pamphlets at her feet then turned around and walked to my car. "Sophie, come on lets go home." She got in the car and we drove around my youngest sister as she knelt in the street crying. Jennifer and Daphne were home when we got there, "Malissa you've had three calls in the last ten minutes. Someone saying she's your sister." "I only have four Sisters, well three and a sister-in-law. No six sister-in-law's. and I love every one of you." The phone rang again and Jennie looked at the caller ID. "It's her again." I grabbed the phone, "What do you want?" I demanded. "Cat Belleau, I want to talk to my Sister Cat Belleau." "No one's called me that since I was twelve." I said, "So why now? You threw your lot in with the rest, why should I listen to what you have to say now?" "Because I'm sorry and I know there's nothing I can say or do to make up for the past." "Look I'd rather forget my past. I'm living for my future now. The future that Momma made possible for me because she loved me for who I am. Not who everyone wanted me to be." "Melissa, it is Melissa now isn't it?" "No it's Malissa, with an A. "I really am happy for you. I know how much it hurt you when, when you, no not when you left. When Mother threw you out." "Look it's late and I'm tired. If you really want to talk, meet me at the food court at the mall at noon. But don't bring any of the rest with you." "Ok, but who was that that was with you tonight. She seems really special to you." "She is on so many levels that I doubt anyone else in the family could ever begin to understand. And yes she'll be there too, along with Momma. Look I've got to get to sleep. I'll talk to you tomorrow." I hung up. "Malissa, was that really your sister?" Jennie asked. "Sophie said they trashed Julie and you went to their house and told them off." "Yes, yes, and yes I did." "Then we're going with you too." she was dialing the phone. "Who are you calling?" I had to ask though I already knew the answer. "It's Jennie is Momma there?" A moment later I heard her say, "Momma, Malissa had a run in with her old family tonight. She's going to meet one of them tomorrow at noon." "I'll be there, is she ok? Is she crying?" "No Momma, she seems to be ok. I'm going to go look at what they did to Julie though." "Vincent, un-cuff me I'm going to see what's going on." "Momma, I'm fine," I said taking the phone away from Jennifer. "They didn't hurt Julie, or Sophie. Look I'm going to bed now, you stay and have fun or whatever you're doing with the handcuffs. It sounds like fun though, I'll see you in the morning." I hung up the phone. I woke up screaming and crying from the nightmare, I was standing in the middle of the old living room wearing the pink checkered dress and the Mary Jane's. and the oldest sister was prancing around me with the camera taunting me. Sophie was holding me rocking me in her arms, "Shhh, Shhh, it's only a bad dream." She promised, "God I hate those bitches." She was crying, her tears soaking into my hair. We held onto each other until I fell asleep again. When I woke up Momma was there, "Malissa, I'm sorry. I should have warned you that they moved here right after you came home from Trinidad." "No Momma, it's ok. It just took me by surprise is all," I reassured her. "I promised to meet Becca at noon though. She was the only one who was ever decent to me about everything. I think she was afraid to side with me." "Well you aren't going alone young lady. I know how vicious those other two can be." She looked up at my three sisters and then I saw both Bambi and Monica sitting there at the kitchen table. "We're all going with you Malissa," Bambi said. "We love you too much to take a chance on you getting hurt." She was sitting there waiting for me when I got there. Seeing us coming she stood up warily looking at all those with me. "Geez Do, err Sis, you sure brought a lot of friends." "No these are my Family. Momma you know. You met Sophie last night. Monica is going to be my mother-in-law in a few short years. And the rest are my sisters. Well, Bambi and Daphne are technically in-laws. So dearest little sister what did you want to say?" "I'm happy for you. I really am. I never realized that it could be possible, but you always were better at playing Cat Belleau than I was. And you did always look so pretty." "Well thank you for that. but it still doesn't make up for the past. You turned your back on me, you just stood there and said nothing while I was cast out, exiled to our fathers cruel care. Luckily Momma cared enough about me to save me." "I just want to wish you all the happiness in the world. I thought it looked like you when I saw the picture in the papers. And then I saw Momma and I knew. I was afraid to tell them last night who you were when I recognized your car." "She's My Momma, not yours. You turned your back on her too. but it's up to her if she wants to forgive you. But I can't just pick up like nothing ever happened, I'm sorry. It takes a lot of time to heal." "Is this where you ran off to?" someone asked her. "Donnie? Oh god." "Pam, it's Malissa now," Becca said. "She's our sister, or at least mine anyway. you weren't invited." "What did you call her? Asked Monica. "Donnie, that was her name before." "Pamela," I said calmly. "My name is now Malissa, Malissa Vandine. And it is purely coincidence that my Fianc?'s name is Donnie," I waved my rock under her nose. "Now unless you came here to make a public scene I suggest you try to remember my name please." We talked and though my oldest sister remained distanced at least she accepted my new life. my little sister wanted to be friends at least. "Maybe we'll see each other in school." She smiled. "I rather doubt that, I go to Miss Clara's Academy for Exceptional Girls, as do my Sisters." "Whoa, that's like huge. How did you get in there? I mean you have to be either rich or well have a special scholarship." "I got the special scholarship first. But I don't like discussing finances in public." "How do you go about getting one of those scholarships?" "First you have to be born with a penis, so you don't qualify. Sorry." After a long pause I said, "Look I have to shop for my school uniforms for this coming year. And we have to buy my youngest sister her uniforms too." I got up and walked away, my true family following along with me.