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Living the Dream, part 15 By: Malissa Madison I went with Porsche and Jeanine to Mai Ling's room where her roommates grew excited seeing her open the intricate Bamboo box. I realized it was a Puzzle lock box, with sliding keys. They had to slid in just the right order to open it up. "Please relax, I promise you will feel nothing. I am quite skilled." She had Porsche lay back on her bed as she unrolled the bundle of super long, super fine needles. She began cutting tiny cubes of incense, sticking one on the end of each needle she planned to use. Kneeling over her she caressed her face gently, do you trust me not to hurt you?" "Y, yes Mai Ling," Porsche answered looking deep into her eyes. As Mai ling had asked that question the other hand expertly inserted the first needle. "Very well, close your eyes and think of a place or thing or person who makes you most happy." Mai Ling was truly an expert, as well as an artist. With each needle she placed, Porsches face changed a bit, the smile less crooked. She added a few more needles to the right brow as it began to straighten. "Now hold that in your mind, and relax." She told the other girl as she lit the incense. When the last of the incense had burned away she gently pulled the needles in the opposite order she had placed them. Not one drop of blood was spilled. Nor could anyone see where a needle had been placed. "That should hold until tomorrows treatment," announced Mai Ling. "You can wake up now Pretty Princess." She was holding a mirror in front of her as she opened her eyes. "You like? I do your eyebrow too." Through the week we found out that Porsche's trust fund was paying her tuition. But part of her probation required she stay at school full time unless she had responsible Adults Sign her in and out. With the exception of the scars, by Friday it was as if she'd never had any facial injuries. But the biggest surprise came on Friday as we were getting ready to go home for the weekend. Miss Georgia asked to see her and Jeanine in the Admin building. Jeanine's father was there waiting for them, "Miss Carrera, would you like to come visit for the weekend?" he asked. "Yes Sir, but I don't have anyone that could sign me out," she said. "Young Lady, I'm here to do just that. I called Miss Clara and asked her how I could do it legally so as not to violate your probation. And she put me in touch with a Vincent Pierce and a Policeman named John Andrews. Both went with me to see the judge and get permission." He told her. "But you don't know me, why are you doing this for me?" Porsche asked in dismay. "You make my Little girl happy. And she believes in you. So do a lot of other people by the way. And so I believe in you." He looked up at Miss Clara. "If for some reason I can't make it to sign her in or out would it be possible to let my Driver sign for her?" "Yes of course, the letter from Judge Ferris states you or your designated representative." "Laura, I guess that makes you my official representative," he told a young woman in a chauffer's uniform. Of course the uniform wasn't quite as any we'd seen before aside from the usual jacket and cap Laura wore thin leather driving gloves, a short straight line Suede mini skirt, and wide heeled two in heels. As she moved I detected the straps of her garters and concluded that she was wearing stockings rather than tights or pantyhose. "Is this really happening? Please tell me I'm not dreaming." "You are not dreaming, Now why don't you two run along and get what you need for the weekend. We'll wait for you," he told Porsche and his daughter. On the way to the dorm Jeanine said, "Laura is way older than she looks. She was my Nanny growing up and then Daddy got her a license to drive for him so she could take me around. I don't know who she cares more about, me or Daddy. But I'm glad she's stuck it out all these years." "She is the body guard?" asked Mai Ling. "Oh no, she just drives the car for me. And usually follows when I drive myself." Replied Jeanine. "So that is not a Pistol tucked under her jacket?" Mai Ling had missed nothing, but chose not to say anything more on the subject. Rachel was excited, she kept asking if I was really going to let her race her Aunt Connie. "Well actually I would prefer if it was a Rat Race. But once I finish changing to the heavy duty Universals Julie shouldn't have any problems in a straight quarter. But you listen to Daddy. He knows more about drag racing than I do," I told her. We found we had a silent accomplice when we got home. "Donnie, why did your Mom deliver my learner car yesterday?" Sophie asked him. And Rachel squealed in delight. His puzzled look told us he hadn't a clue. Sophie said, "She said to give you this." She handed Rachel an envelope. Hands shaking she tore it open and shook out the single key, and a note. We watched as her eyes scanned the note several times. Then she put it in her pocket along with the key. "The key to the car?" I asked Donnie puzzled. He shook his head no. "I have those right here. the same ones she took away from me." "Rachel?" I prompted. She pulled the shiny new key out of her pocket. It was a ford key, with a micro chipped keyless remote. I wanted the note, but didn't ask. Whatever my mother in law had written seemed to solidify some sort of bond with my oldest daughter. Sophie had dinner ready for us, and we all got busy as soon as we finished eating. "Ok who wants to tell me what's going on?" she stood in the garage tapping her foot just like Momma. "And why are you pulling Julie's drive line?" "I gotta change to the Drag Joints so Rachel can kick Connie's ass tomorrow." "Whoa, back up there. So Rachel can what?" "You heard me," I said and Sherry giggled. "Julie isn't a drag car. Hell neither is Cinderella." "Yeah but Jamie has way too much muscle in the front end. And too light the ass, and too high off the ground," I pointed out. Connie thinks that fancy ass blower is going to help her win." "So Donnie's taking her out in the learner to teach her to drag race? What are the stakes?" "Julies hood ornament against Jamie and Jennie's grill ornaments." "Jennie? How'd she get involved?" "I extended the challenge to include her," I told Sophie. "Can I help Momma?" asked Erica. But it was Sophie who answered. "Do you like driving?" "Yes Momma, it's a lot of fun." "Good, call Daddy and tell him I said to get back here and pick you up. I want him to teach you to drag Race too. and tell him to stop by Stinger Sam's on the way and pick up another set of Joints for Cinderella." She giggled evilly. "Sophia Loren, what are you up to?" I asked. "Our Daughters and our Cars, are going to kick our sisters asses. Tiffany do you and Sherry mind watching the little ones for a bit?" Sophie was getting out her tools. "I want Erica to have the experience. But the bet is only for Rachel to win. I have enough confidence in Erica to let her drive Cin." "One on each side with the Camaro's in the middle?" "You know it." Five minutes after Donnie picked up Erica, Monica called. "why is Donnie teaching them both to race?" "It's a sister thing," I told her. "They could never beat me or Sophie, so it'll be a bigger slam when our daughters beat them too." She called out to Vincent in the background, "You should go over to the dealers in the morning before the race and pick up one more." "Sorry had to tell Vincent what's going on," she said. "Mom? Are you going to tell me wat that key fits? Or what your note said?" "That's between me and my two oldest Granddaughter's now isn't it?" "Yes Ma'am," I said. we discussed school then she asked how I liked my new roommate. "Jeanine is quiet Mom, she stays to herself. Doesn't cause any problems. Why do you know something I should know about?" "Did you meet Laura Crossman?" Monica asked me. "You mean the Bodyguard slash Driver?" "Yes, Malissa. Don't get on her bad side and don't challenge her to a race, you'll lose badly. That's all I'm going to say." "Mom, do you know who Jeanie's Girlfriend is?" "Yes and I think it's wonderful you girls are giving her a second chance." "I'm glad Jeanie has such a bond with Laura, they've been together for most of her life." "Except for the unfortunate time Laura was in England, yes. But she came back with a vengeance from what I heard." Monica abruptly stopped speaking. "Malissa, don't pry, it isn't healthy." I decided to look up Jeanine on the internet. My discussion with Monica had only fueled my need to know more. Jeanine west was the only child of Diamond importer James West, had been at St Martins Academy for Girls when she was abducted by her Stepmother. Another student close to Jeanine had fled the school to find her. Her father James called in favors from certain members in the British SAS. And Laura Crossman along with two others had found the girl by tracking the other student. Laura was said to have had most of her work already done for her by the time she arrived on scene, by the other young girl whom she had to physically drag off of the estranged stepmother. Now I remembered having heard about some of the story as well as the investigation into the goings on at St Martins. I had no idea Porsche had been involved or exactly what had happened. Now I wondered why Porsche had been so attentive to Laura's comments and suggestions. I was now determined to find out, Gently, what had happened to Porsche over the summer. I put it to the back of my mind as I watched Sophie finish up the work on Cinderella. Then at around Two AM Donnie and the girls finally returned home. We talked about their driving, and about the strengths and weaknesses of our cars and our sisters. "Momma Daddy already told us that," Rachel said. "Ok then listen to the strengths and weaknesses of the drivers," I said. "Jennie, is over confident. She puts her foot down harder than she needs too and the engine takes too long to drop enough RPMs to shift. Connie is the opposite. She shifts before she hits the right speed. Both are very protective of their cars," I looked up at Donnie before I continued. "Rachel I want you one the outside. Just as soon as you move in Erica will pull up on the other side." They were both grinning. "Cut your wheels slightly away from them, that will cause you to fish tail at the start. They'll instinctively shy away." "Right into each other," giggled Rachel. "Exactly, but Connie's added a lot of Torque to her engine. If she starts that blower before the flag drops whoever is on her side cut wide. She'll jump up off the line out of control." Donnie was nodding his agreement. "The bad part is she doesn't have any wheelie bars to give her that added measure of control if her front wheels come off the ground. Whichever wheel catches first decides the direction she'll go." He told them. "How come you and Momma don't race anymore?" Rachel asked. "Where'd you hear that?" I asked her. "There was this guy named Wolf at the Quarries. He said he lost a lot of money to you before you went to school at the Academy." Erica told us. "Wolf talks too much," I said. "Told you so," Rachel said to Erica. "Momma would never bet Sex on a race. Even if it was just a blowjob." I had to look away from my girls. "Is he going to be there tomorrow?" "Oh yeah Momma. He said he couldn't wait to see us race." Erica supplied. "He even bet some guy a K that we'd kick ass. And then another that he could talk you into racing too." "Yeah Momma, there's going to be like a zillion people there," confirmed Rachel. "We didn't know you were a street racer Momma," Erica was growing excited. "Aunt Bambi even bet Daddy she could take you in a Rat Race now that you're afraid of racing." "I What?" came out of my mouth before I could stop it. "Donnie I hope you informed her that I am not afraid of Racing." "I tried to but well," he looked up at me. "It's been so long since you drove like you mean it." I couldn't help it I huffed up. "Fine, you feel that way, after the girls are finished beating the snot out of my sisters, It's on. Sophie, you're not driving. Someone has to take care of the children." I picked up the phone and dialed a number hoping it was still in service. "Yea, this better be fucking worth it," said the voice on the other end. "I want a Race, the Quarries to Clinton and back. I don't care who else is in the lineup, but make sure Wolf's ass is one of them, and my husbands is the other one." "Malissa? Holy shit girl, are you serious? That's a hundred mile Rat Race, and it's been ages since you drove. Are you sure you're up to it since your last accident?" "Jay, how serious do you think this sounds? If I'm not the first car across the line, I'll give you that blowjob I bet you the last time we raced each other." "Holy shit, you are serious. But Honey, I would never ask that of you. I respect you too much. Besides I'll make enough money off this one race to make it worth my while." "I'll give each driver the check points before the race. I gotta get the camera crews together to do the check ins as the cars pass," he told me. "What ever happened to flags?" I asked. "Too easy to fake," he said. "You can't fake a time stamped Photo though." I don't know who was more keyed up the next day, Me or my Girls. They watched as I carefully packed a tool bag full of what I'd need after they raced. "What's that for Momma?" the asked me. "A little fine tuning, Rat Racers tune their cars a little differently than Drag Racers. I want just the right amount of hesitation going into turns and when passing. But you're going to want none at all in the Quarter mile." The cops didn't care what happened in the five mile radius around the quarries, it was going to get dicey when we broke out of that radius though. The scene at the quarries was like a circus, people everywhere. Momma and Daddy showed up with Darla and Mai Ling. Charlene kissed the girls and wished them luck. Jennie and Connie were definitely over confident, we'd delayed arriving on purpose. Rachel got behind the wheel. "I put igniters in the side pipes," I told her. That'll take care of the unburned gas. Plus it'll freak them out." She pulled up even with them, and Jay stepped out front. "Anyone else?" he asked above the roar of the crowd. And Erica glided smoothly into place. "Ladies, Watch the lights." He rushed to the side out of the way. Both girls held the throttle at just above idle, I grinned knowing they were building up trace amounts of unburned fuel in the side pipes. When the popped the clutches the igniters would do the rest. Three things happened simultaneously when the light turned green. Three feet of flames shot out of both girls side pipes as the two cars swerved off the line. Connie's car under excessive torque raised up off the ground and twisted into Jennies path. Jennie shied away from Erika's fishtail combined with the flames and hood became the landing point for Jamie Summers. It was down to my two girls who were going neck and neck. I was still proud of both of them, even when Cinderella crossed the line a full bumper ahead of Julie. "Now that's what I call a Whoopin'," Donnie said with a laugh, knowing no one had gotten hurt. While several more racers dragged off. I got busy on Julie adjusting the time. And then tire pressure. I had long ceased to be pissed about Donnie's doubt in my driving. I'd seen it for what it was, he'd baited me to get that reaction. As we started to line up we drew numbers for starting places. Donnie was near the front and I was near the back of the fifty plus cars lining up. Seconds before the flag dropped Rachel slid into the passenger seat beside me. I knew she'd timed it that way, and just said, "Strap in and call the turns." I picked up the microphone, "Prince charming, do you have a turn caller too?" "Roger Princess," he answered as the flag dropped. Bambi and Jon Paul were in the lineup. Then I saw Mercedes as I passed her while trying to get around the Frog Prince, (Jon Paul). Rachel was on the edge of her seat calling turns and other things she thought I'd missed. "That thing just rolled going into the ditch, Momma" "Left, hard Left." "Why aren't we shooting flames?" "I readjusted the timing, she's burning clean now." I said as I swerved around an older Mach One with two rods sticking through the hood. I was right on Donnie's ass as he swerved up through the edge of a corn field to go around a road block. "Looks like the Dynamic Duo is moving up on the lead," came over the radio. "Nineteen cars have dropped out already." We heard. Donnie, Bambi, and I traded places back and forth between the check points. Then finally close to the last one we caught Wolf who was in the lead. Rachel's eyes grew huge as I slowly edged Donnie out of my way. Then something hit my windshield, as the brake lights lit up. "Son of a fucking bitch!" I yelled as I grabbed the tire iron from beside the seat. I felt something nudge me from behind. "Get out of the way. His ass is mine," Donnie said. I finished shattering the glass as I held my head pout the window to see. Then used the curved end to pull it inward. "Console, gloves. Roll it up toward your side," I told Rachel as I grabbed a pair of ski goggles. "Not this Time Donnie, he wants to play rough I'll give him rough." We were almost back at the Quarries, when I nosed him from behind. Flooring it his rear end rising up over my bumper. "Of Fuck, oh fuck don't do it. please don't do it," begged Wolf. Trying to slow down, and knowing if we hit the last curve he was toast. "My Daughter is in this car with me you fuck. Think about that," I jerked the wheel and tapped the brakes. His front nosed into the ditch and he began to roll, as we entered the last curve. Donnie crossed the line a half a length ahead of me followed by Bambi, Mercedes, and Jon Paul. "Ok, why did you pull that last stunt?" Mercedes wanted to know as she ran over to Julie. I held up the fist sized rock that had come through my windshield. "That bastard could have killed you." She screamed. By the time we got back to his car he was long gone. Someone said he'd been picked up by some guy in a tow truck. A lot of people were mad because he'd left without paying up, and because he'd used such a dangerous way to cheat in the end. Momma and daddy had gotten our sisters cars towed in for repair. And I told them I'd get Julie an appointment with a body shop near school. Then they pointed out I couldn't drive without a windshield. "Besides you, need to let someone look at those cuts," Momma was dabbing at my face with a spit soaked hanky. "Malissa, I'm real sorry," Jay said. "I had no idea he was going to pull some shit like that. this was the first I'd seen him in over a year I swear it." "Jay you always had my back, I know you wouldn't set me up for something even half as sleazy as that shit." I hugged him. "Jay, why don't you come over to the house for dinner?" Donnie asked. "Just as soon as I get Julie to my Shop. I don't want some dick weed doing her more harm than good." Greg and Robert followed by Marcus eased their way through the crowd. I soon found my girls being congratulated for their own driving skills. Jennie and Connie both joined us, "I believe these belong to you now," Connie said as they held out the Chevy Emblems. "No they belong to the drivers who earned them," I corrected her. "The nice thing about my sisters is they always pay up." Then I kissed them both. "Do you two need a ride to school tomorrow?" "No I got em covered," giggled Daphne. "Actually I was hoping to take Connie," put in Chad. "Love," Donnie got my attention. "Why don't you ride along with Jay to make sure he comes for dinner?" he winked at me. I slammed my tongue down his throat. "Are you sure you don't mind?" "It's been building a long time between you two. I think it's time you settled it, don't you?" I kissed him again as the bed on Jays tow truck locked in place with Julie secure for transport. "Thank you." "Just have fun, ok?" Jay looked between us, then said "You know I don't expect anything." As I climbed up into the truck giving him a full view of my panties I said, "Too bad, because I do." On the way over I let my hair down out of the ponytail and quickly divided it into two equal halves then did it up in pigtails. As I expected it was just us two at his shop. We unloaded Julie straight into the work bay. Then when she was unhooked I grabbed his hand, "You know I've heard a lot about your office but I've never seen it." I was leading him that way. "Malissa, are you sure you want to go in there?" "Jay, shut up and fuck me already." I said sliding my hand into his pants. "What right here?" I dropped to my knees opening his jeans, rewarded by the sight of his stiff cock straining to get free of his briefs. Looking up into his eyes I curled my long nailed fingers in the waist band slowly easing them down to his knees before curling the fingers of my left hand around the shaft. I grinned as the shudder of excitement rippled over his body. He was big, not as big as Donnie, but still bigger than Sophie. I felt the heat in my own body, Racing always left me near insatiable. Still watching his eyes I let my hand gently squeeze, milking the clear fluids to the tip as I guided it to my lips. I kissed the head then wrapped my tongue around it, letting the tip trace the ridge of the crown. A tingle of power ran through me as he moaned and mumbled, "Oh god I never dreamed I could be this lucky." I actually giggled as I slurped it into my mouth swirling my spit around it to make it more slippery. He raised his hands hesitantly at the sides of my head, unsure of how far to go. Reluctantly I backed off with a loud sucking pop, "Grab hold Jay and hold on tight." I giggled, "I like having my hair pulled when I deepthroat a big cock." I was wondering how much I'd have to work to get it down my throat the first time. But my own excitement was in my favor, my saliva began flowing freely as the head hit the back of my throat. I moaned as I felt the little tug on my hair, pushing past the curve before I backed off. Looking up into his eyes I went right back down this time taking it past the gag point. His hands were shaking gripping my pigtails. His entire body rippling as I held him half way down my throat until I had to come back up for air. "You've had a deepthroat haven't you?" I asked in amazement. And he shook his head no. "I love a big hard cock sliding down my throat. And I love it when a guy holds onto my pigtails and fucks it the way they'd love to fuck my pussy," I smiled up at him. "You do want to fuck my pussy don't you Jay?" He just nodded his head, half afraid to say it out loud. "Then do it, fuck my throat like it was my pussy. Like you mean it, and don't ruin it by telling me when you're going to cum." I blinked the tears back out of my eyes knowing my mascara was beginning to run. I'd purposely worn regular mascara, Donnie always loved seeing my mascara run. So I knew the effect it was having on Jay as I swallowed him all the way down. I cupped his swinging balls in my right hand as I dug the nails of my left hand into his ass cheeks encouraging him. He lasted only a couple minutes before he swelled and began blasting his seed deep in my throat, my muscles instinctively swallowing, milking his cock. When he finished I began giving him a regular blowjob, knowing that he was growing harder again. When it was solid and throbbing I stood up holding him in my hand. "I want you to fuck me now. Take me across the hood of my car." He didn't need any more encouragement as he bent me over Julie's hood. The thrill of feeling another cock sliding into me sent shivers of excitement running through me as I spread my feet wider apart on the concrete floor. Both hands gripping the edge of the hood. I bucked back into his thrusts like a wanton slut as he fucked me hard. I felt it building in the pit of my stomach, slowly gaining momentum as my orgasm burst out into a scream of pure joy. "Yessssssssssss, oh fuckkkkkk yesssssssssssss," I screamed. Only to feel him slam in harder and harder until his cum began to pump into me from behind before he collapsed forward over me. We both panted hard, and I turned my face to his kissing him, our tongues curling around each other until I felt his softened cock slip out. Instinctively I twitched my muscles keeping his seed inside me. "Oh god, I should have used a rubber," he started to apologize. "Mmm, I'm glad you didn't, Sophie will love the extra treat." I told him. "But, what if you get, you know pregnant?" Giggling I said, "I don't have to worry about that, remember." "Oh right the accident. I'm sorry I mentioned it." It suddenly hit me, Jay had no clue that I hadn't been born a Genuine Girl. I decided not to tell him. "Can I borrow your bathroom, I need to fix my makeup before we go home for dinner." "Sure, right this way." He showed me to the same bathroom I'd used so often in the past when I'd hung out here. "Sorry about the pictures," he began. "Damn miss April is stacked. I bet she's good at Titty fucking. Sophie likes doing that to me it's fun." I told him. "You mean with a strap on?" he asked. I stuffed my makeup back into my purse and stepped out. "No you'll see tonight," I promised. I knew Jay had always had a bit of a bisexual streak, but I doubted he'd ever tried it. We got into his Pontiac Grand Prix, and headed for the house. They were both out back around the pool, Donnie busy grilling steaks. He kissed me sliding his tongue around in my mouth. Then with a smile he said, "You had fun." "Just wait till the girls go to bed, we'll have even more," I promised him. "Jay, I'm going to take Sophie inside and give her, her treat." I winked at him. "Save some for me," Donnie said smacking Sophie's ass playfully and she giggled. "I hope you weren't planning on going home after dinner," I heard Donnie tell Jay. "Sophie wants to play tonight, and the kids are all over at my parents for the night. Well actually Rachel and Erica are out on a double date. But they'll be gone most of the night." "You're really cool with me, you know, having sex with your wives?" "Jay, so many marriages are broken by one or the other refusing to let the other explore. My wives love me as much as I love them. And we have an understanding," Donnie explained. "We are open and honest, and if we want to play around we all get together and either agree or disagree. If one of us objects then we don't, it's a two way street. You're the type of guy both my wives like or you wouldn't have gotten to play with Malissa after the race." "What does that mean, how do you know?" "Jay every girl you've ever been with has remarked how good it is to have a guy that isn't afraid to really kiss them with passion after they give you a BJ. And my ladies are no different, they even think you can handle the fact that Sophie has a little extra to add, and that Malissa didn't always have the same equipment below the waist." I lost track of what they were saying after that because Sophie had her face buried in my cum filled pussy. I held nothing back as I let my orgasms wash over me in full screaming passion. When both Sophie and I returned wearing our Bikini's, Jay just sat in his lawn chair next to Donnie gazing us in amazement. Sophie wasted no time sitting in his lap, she bent her head and kissed his lips. "You tasted good in Malissa's pussy," she said as she broke the kiss. "Umm, you taste good with it all over your face," he blushed. Donnie served the steaks and we ate a quick dinner. During which Jay asked, "Did you really used to be a guy?" "Some people might think so. But I think I was always a girl in a guy's body. That's part of the reason I never did anything with anyone back then." I told him. "Not even you as much as I wanted to." "You know you didn't have to tell me, but it shows how much you trust me that you did." "I'm glad we did too. I hope you are up for a little more fun tonight because Sophie is dying to get you inside her too. and I can't wait to taste her desert." "Desert?" he asked. "My wives love cream Pies. I like them too," Donnie said. "But they don't always share." Jay actually laughed, "Oh that kind of cream pie. I only had one of those and the girl freaked out and I never saw her again." "Oh you poor thing," Sophie hugged him. "She just couldn't handle a real man giving her special attention. I won't freak out I promise." She guided his hand to her breasts and before long we were both topless as the men began the art of foreplay. Donnie picked me up and threw me over his shoulder. "Grab that Winch and bring her inside where we can have some real fun," he told Jay. Who looked at Sophie confused. "Come on Caveman you want me, take me." She giggled as he grabbed her around the waist and hoisted her over his shoulder. He added a gentle slap to her bottom and she squealed with delight. "That's it Spank my naughty ass, warm it up good." He gave her two more smacks, a little harder this time and she said, "Oh yeah I love a man that knows how to take charge." We were dumped on the bed and they pounced on us, pinning us down. "Why don't you two show us how much you want it?" Donnie suggested. Giggling I rolled over grabbing Sophie's Bikini bottoms as she grabbed mine. Her cock uncoiling like a snake as the covering was removed. I smacked her bare ass, "On your knees little filly, we got a stud here that wants to poke that little pussy." She was on all fours wiggling her butt at him. Looking over her shoulder she asked, "See anything you like?" He dove onto the bed kissing her cheeks nibbling his way toward the center. Suddenly Donnie grabbed my ankle and pulled me around next to her. She giggled, "Finally we get to do that side by side in a tandem fuck." She gasped with pleasure as Jay began licking her pussy. They switched back and forth each taking turns with us both, then I got a really wild idea. "Sophie, are you hungry? I think it's time you got a real Sandwich." She was already on top riding Jay's big dick, when Donnie pulled out of my pussy and started pushing into her Ass. She gasped panting hard as he slid in deeper and deeper letting her rock back as she took him. I watched her fighting trying to hold off her orgasm till the last moment. But I had other ideas, I wanted to hear her screaming as she came. I raked my nails over her ass cheek as my other hand slid between them to encircle her hard cock. Suddenly she was thrusting in my hand fucking both mens cocks harder as she threw her head back howling in orgasm. Her pussy gushing out around Jay's cock as her own cock pumped its goo out splashing across his chest and stomach. Both men followed close behind her pushing her over the edge into another screaming orgasm. I pulled her face into breasts as I held her trembling body in my arms. "Now you know how it feels for me when You and Donnie do that to me," I kissed her face all over rocking gently. "Now wasn't that better than my strap on." She just panted, quivering as her heart began to slow a bit. "Are you ok Love?" Donnie asked her kissing her cheek. "F, fine. N, no won, wonderful," she panted. Donnie looked at me a moment, "Good, now it's your sisters turn." We slept late the next day, and then over coffee and Eggs with ham, and biscuits with gravy, made by Sophie, Jay said. "Julie will be ready by the time you get home on Friday. But I think Jamie twisted her frame when she came down on top of Jennie's hood." The kids got there before he left, and he seemed pleased when they began calling him Uncle Jay. "Now all that's missing are my two oldest," Donnie said. "I was sure they'd be home by now." I giggled, "They've been home since One AM. I suspect they're still sleeping." Sophie shook her head no, "They're out in the garage tinkering." She winked and turned the intercom to the garage. "Do you think they're awake yet? I wanna hear it run," Rachel was saying. "They're awake," I heard Monica say. "But this thing is blocking you from getting out of the garage." I automatically knew the 'Thing' was Jay's car. But he'd parked in front of the one empty space. I jumped up and raced for the garage, only to stop in my tracks at the sight of the pretty little red Mustang GT Convertible. "Oh good, you have clothes on." Monica snickered. "Could you ask Jay to move his car so I can go for a ride with my Granddaughter before she has to go back to school?" "Whoa, now that's a serious car for a serious girl," Jay said walking to his car. He wasn't looking at the one I was seeing so I stepped out the open door. An identical one in Blue sat in front of where the other GTO was parked. "Monica you shouldn't have," I chided her. "What and have my Granddaughters develop a taste for old cars? Really they have just as much to offer as yours does." I laughed, "I know, but I can work on mine myself if I need too. Those are fuel injected and require computerized diagnostic equipment." "Please don't tell me I have to take them back," she pleaded. "That would be cruel," I hugged her. "But you get to be the one that rides with them until they get their license." She actually had tears in her eyes, "Thank you, you really know how to make me happy." "I'm just surprised you got them cars for their birthdays is all." "Oh god, I forgot their birthdays," she whispered as she hugged me. "Tuesday and Friday," I said. "Eleven and Thirteen," I reminded her. "I know I keep forgetting they're that young myself." They'd already gone for a drive in Erika's new car, and now it was Rachel's turn. As they left together, Vincent said, "I know I tried to stop her really. But you how she is when she decides to do something." "It'll work out Dad," I said. "Kind of makes the Diamonds Donnie and I got them look a bit pale though." We both laughed. "I never met a girl yet that wasn't thrilled by Diamonds," he said truthfully. "I want to give them to them before they leave for school though," he pulled out two long necklace boxes, and opened them. "My god Dad, those are over the top," I said looking at the two identical necklaces each one easily worth Fifty grand. "This will give you a chance to take them shopping to find just the right dresses for their birthday dinner on Saturday." He kissed my cheek. "Andre's at Seven. Donnie is going to help their young men out with suitable attire." I started loading the SUV to head back to school when Sophie said, "Oh no you don't. I need that monster while you're gone." She tossed me the keys to Cinderella. "She needs some exercise, besides did you ever try grocery shopping with two babies and a toddler? It isn't real fun in a two door muscle car." She laughed. I knew she liked driving her car, but she preferred the SUV over the family bus. Erika dumped her book bag in the trunk with a loud thud and I said, "Hold up there girl. What are we hauling, bricks?" I opened the top to find, 'Introduction to Neo Gothic Architecture' and 'Roman Aqueducts'. Curious I reached for the book on the bottom, 'Astrophysics'. I narrowed my eyes at her and she said, "It's just a bit of light reading Momma. I don't want to forget the smart stuff." "Did you ask Momma Sophie if you could borrow it?" "Yes Momma. It's really interesting the way they calculated multiple trajectories and velocities based on Gravitational pull from multiple bodies of mass." She was so happy as she talked about it. I didn't understand any of it though I knew what the words meant. It wasn't until I pulled up in front of Sherry and Tiffany's dorm that I discovered our hidden passenger. "Rachel, you cannot have Florence here," I was exasperated. Now I'd have to drive all the way home and back again. "Cindy Long has her cat here. why can't I have Florence?" she was pouting almost in tears. "Please Momma, no one will know she's here I promise." "Well isn't this nice," said a voice behind me. "Are we going to have two Cats in the dorm now?" "M, Miss Myra, I," Myra reached out and stroked Florence under her chin, "You'll be a better mouser than that old Tabby won't you girl?" she looked at me, "I'll speak to Clara in the morning. as long as she's house broken and we don't have litter box odors I see no problems." "Umm, Myra? I didn't know you liked skunks," I said. Winking she said, "You never met Sir Pew did you?" "That white skunk that always hung around the Dorm?" Myra whistled softly, and the skunk came running out of the bushes. Several girls squealed and hurried out of his way. Reaching down she picked him up cuddling him. "He sleeps in my room during the day. I think it would be fun if he had someone else to play with at night." "Oh are we going to have kits soon?" asked a new comer. "So this is Florence. You are very pretty just like your Mommy," Trudy said scratching her chin. "Hi Pew, are you going to get some of that?" she giggled. Rachel set her down still on the leash, "Be nice he just wants to be your friend." Myra knelt and unclipped the leash. "Don't let her wander off now. And be back before dinner," she told Pew. I watched in horror as both skunks took off racing toward four teachers and Miss Clara. The three newest teachers huddled behind Clara and Miss Gina as Clara bent and offered them a treat from her pocket. Then read the tags hanging from Florence's collar. "Pew, don't let her get in the street." She straightened up and crooked her finger at us. "We'll try it for a week. But if we have any problems she'll have to go home. But you might want to be aware that there are a few cats and kittens hiding in the dorms. It might be a good idea to introduce them." Miss Clara moved on to the next group. "So how is Mina getting along with Florence?" asked Trudy. "Mina, Mina, Mina, Daddy Please, Daddy Please, Daddy Please," we heard coming from the large suitcase in the car. "Rachel you didn't!" I started to scold her. "I did Momma," Erika said. "I didn't want her to get lonely. And Rachel said if she behaved for me I could have her." "What are you going to do keep her in the suitcase? She needs a proper cage." "It's already here Momma, Aunt Bambi brought it in her car. Well not the one from home but the one I gave her money to buy for me." We were in Erika's room setting up the cage when my cell phone rang, "Hi Sophie what's up?" "Mina is gone and I can't find Florence anywhere either. What am I going to do? How am I going to tell Rachel I lost them?" Sophie was frantic. "Calm down, they aren't missing. Erika brought Mina after Rachel gave her to her. And Rachel brought Florence." "Pets aren't allowed at school, I'll come and get them as soon as I can get the kids in the car." "Actually Miss Clara already knows they're here. and said they can stay as long as there aren't any problems." I told her. "Then we better let Becca say good night to Florence." She said "So tell me has Florence met that White skunk yet?" "You mean Sir Pew, who belongs to Miss Myra?" "what? No way!" "Yes way, I just found out myself," I giggled. "Florence is down stairs in Rachel's room if you want to let Becca say Goodnight." Jeanine and Porsche were both in my room when I finally got there, and Jeanine was helping her study. It felt different only having one roommate, but then Porsche had been there most evenings studying. "So how'd it go? Did Rachel beat Connie?" they wanted to know. "Yes it actually came down to a race between Rachel and Erika, Connie blew it coming off the line and took out Jennie's car. And then I had some fun in a hundred mile Rat Race. I actually lost by half a length though." I admitted. "No way, you lost?" Porsche was astounded. "You don't ever lose." "Everyone loses sometime. I've actually lost a few more. But never one that really counted like this one did." "what happened? Why'd you lose?" asked Porsche. "The bastard that challenged her knew he was about to lose so he tossed a rock through her windshield at eighty plus," supplied Mercedes. "She got mad because one of her daughters was in the car and rammed him off the road. And that let Donnie get past her." "So you didn't really lose then?" "Oh I lost the side bet too," I smiled in satisfaction. "Side bet?" "Yeah it was fun paying up though," I giggled. "And he's fixing up Julie for me." "That isn't your car out there?" "Sophie's, she can't drive it and handle two babies and a toddler at the same time." Changing the subject I asked, "How was your weekend? Anything exciting happen?" "I think my Daddy and Laura made out Saturday night," Jeanine said. "Either that or Porsches orgasm echoed in the house sounding just like her." "How do you feel about them hooking up?" I asked her. "Really good actually, she's always been like a mother to me. And if she makes daddy happy I'm all for it." "Look what they gave me," Porsche said excitedly, holding out her ankle. I'd seen the ankle bracelets before on other people, as well as the one Porsche had been wearing. But now it looked different. Not like a Parole bracelet at all. It had bling dangling from a pretty pink strap that held it secure. It was actually pretty like an accessory rather than a parole tracking device. "Laura gave it to me, she actually has a key to it." she was actually happy to be showing it off. "She called someone and then took off the old one and I didn't have to wear it all weekend. I got to even out my tan a little bit," she giggled. "Feels good to be trusted, doesn't it?" I asked her. "Yes it really does. A lot better than it feels to be feared, and I'm actually learning stuff instead of having people give me the answers because they're afraid to say no." "She looked so cute in her bra and panties fixing breakfast," giggled Jeanie. "And she even washed the dishes afterward." "You make it sound special," blushed Porsche. "I learned how to do that in Juvie." "What do your Parents think about you hanging out with Jeanine?" I asked. Porsche snorted. "Huh, they could care less. As long as I'm not getting into trouble they don't care." She held up a card that had been forwarded twice. The first was sent to the Juvenile facility, forwarded to St Martins and then to Miss Clara's. "They don't even know where I am," she looked sad for a moment. "I know where you are Love," Jeanie kissed her passionately. And then they began making out on Jeanie's bed. "I better give you two some privacy, unless you want me joining you." I said as I started to get up to leave the room. "Do you have to go? Or would Donnie and Sophie be jealous if you had some fun?" Porsche asked. "Besides I really think I should give you a better thank you than just words." Before I could respond though they both pushed me back down onto my bed. They were kissing me gently, yet urgently rubbing my breasts, and I was panting my hands finding their breasts as well as I gave in to the promise of pleasure. In minutes my breasts were bare, as Porsche's tongue swirled around my nipple before sucking it into her mouth. When Jeanine began on my other nipple, Porsche moved lower, kissing her way down my now bare stomach. "Mmmmmm," she moaned as her nose pressed against the clit in my damp panties. "Unnn, ooooohhhh," I responded in kind lifting my but as her hands slid under to pull them down. I only got one leg free before she grasped my foot, kissing my toes. I stifled a squeal as I felt her tongue slide between and around each toe, sucking them into her mouth. Jeanine continued sucking at my breasts while Porsche kissed and nibbled her way up my leg to my thigh. The two of them had me panting and moaning like a cat in heat. I felt the wetness growing under my bottom as I writhed under their attentions. Looking down I made eye contact with Porsche as ran her nose up through my furrow. Her tongue ever so slightly teasing between the parted lips to curl around my clit before backing away to continue the tease until I finally begged. "Please ohhhh god pleeeeeease." I panted in full need. I could feel her smile as she pushed her face in all the way, driving her tongue in deep, her nose working in small rapid circles around my stiff clitty until I came Squealing in delight. My body bucking and jerking as I humped her face hard. She continued to lick until I'd calmed down. Then kissing my clit she said, "Thank you for setting me free." Her tongue tip then swirled across my Anus before wiggling slowly inside. My next orgasm was only seconds later as she expertly tongue fucked my ass, her nose buried in my pussy. When I finally calmed down she said, "I really think I owe you more than that. but my jaws a bit sore." She giggled. "Wow," I said. "For someone he didn't like Escargot you really got my little snail out of its shell." I was still trembling in post orgasmic euphoria. "Curled your toes didn't she?" Jeanine said. I caught a glimpse of myself in the full length mirror on the back of the door. Flushed, sweat soaked with my pretty satin and lace panties around my ankle. I hugged them both so tight. "Porsche I, Damn that was Incredible." "Thank you," she blushed kissing Jeanine. "I had a good teacher." I could see how much they were in love and I was happy for them. A soft tap on the door startled us, and then Mercedes stepped in, "You got your toes curled didn't you?" she accused. "I umm, Yes I sure did." "I think the whole dorm heard those orgasms," she giggled sitting on my bed beside me. Then she kissed Porsche on the lips, "Now please forgive yourself. You finally found that one special thing and one special person that makes you happy. That's all you needed, no more feeling like you owe anyone anything, ok?" A look passed between Porsche and Jeanine. "Mercedes," Jeanine began. "We want you to come home with us this weekend." "If you want to, please," finished Porsche. "I, I'll have to talk to Mom and dad first, let them know where I'll be," Mercedes said. "But we have all week to think about it. I never had anyone give me an orgasm where I passed out before, it's kind of scary." "Trust me," said Jeanine. "I know how you feel." She hugged her tightly then kissed her lips. "Besides, I want you in our life if you want to be there. And you're only going to be what, twenty minutes from home?" "My, Porsche. My parents are, I live with my Aunt and uncle now they adopted me after my parents went to jail for Child Abuse, Neglect and Endangerment. I, I look forward to going home on weekends now. I'm sorry." She was crying. "I, you, oh god why now?" she ran crying from the room. "Go, hurry," Jeanine said. Suddenly it hit me, Mercedes was in love with Porsche, always had been. That was why she'd followed her all those years, hoping against hope for something she'd finally given up on. Now she felt like a fifth wheel, an afterthought. I felt like crap now, I hadn't seen it and now two of my friends were in need of support. How was I supposed to deal with this? "Come on Jeanie, let's go find them. Mercedes needs to know how you feel too." I told her as we started down the hall to find them. We didn't have to go far, they were at the bottom of the first set of stairs. Bambi sitting on a step holding Mercedes in her arms while Porsche tried to talk to her. The crowd was growing quickly. "Ladies, go about your business. You five, my room now," directed Miss Georgia. Twenty minutes later Mercedes finally said, "I've loved you since grade school, but I could never tell you. You were always so Anti Lesbian, and now, now you want me after, after you found someone else." "Mercedes," Jeanine knelt by her feet. "I always knew how she felt about you. You don't have to be a lessor lover. Don't you see? You are probably more important to her than I am." Mercedes wiped her nose, then her eyes smearing snot across her face. "You really mean that? Equals, you won't get jealous?" "Let me ask you this," Jeanine said. "Would you get jealous if we started playing without you? Or would you join in. or would she get jealous if you and I were playing? Mercedes, if it hadn't been for you I probably never would have met her. She saved my life because of you. She almost died doing it. So you damned right I want you in our lives." Mercedes looked over at Porsche. "It won't always be easy," Porsche said. "Just like any married people we'll have our ups and downs. But you know what? We've already been through a lot worse than they can imagine." "She's right Mercedes, Donnie Sophie and I have our disagreement all the time. But it's being open and honest about them that gets us through to the good parts." I told her. "Do you three want to be together? I mean not just for a short while. I mean the rest of your lives?" asked Miss Georgia. "I can see that," Porsche said with a confident smile. "Me too," said Jeanine. "But I can't see it without you Mercedes." "I really do want to be with the both of you, for as long as you'll have me." "Good," said Miss Georgia. "Miss Clara please," she said into her phone. "It's Georgia Ma'am. That little threesome we discussed earlier. It's happened. I'm going to be rearranging the room assignments to fit. Yes Porsche has the largest room so I think we'll move one up and one down? Yes Ma'am right after Dinner." She hung up. Smiling I said "I guess you'd like help moving, can I have China for my roommate?" "Of course, unless she wants to move in with your second Mom in Mercedes old room." Porsche looked at me strange. "Darla married my parents last year in a civil ceremony," I explained.