Damage Control
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I watched Tim closely during practice but could see no sign that anything unusual may have come up. Then it hit me. Duh, like she would talk to him about it. Bob had us running a seven-mile course over varying terrain and while we made good time we were definitely feeling it by the time we finished. We chatted while we were stretching.
"Talked to my parents this morning. They said it's okay for you and Angie to come over on Saturday. Everything okay on your end?" I asked.
"Yeah, we'll be there. Can we bring anything?"
"Just your suits. We're probably just going to do burgers and chips and stuff. We have some soda but if there is anything special you want to drink then bring that. Or if there is a special movie you want to watch, or I have a PS2, so if there is are any games you guys like, whatever. We're not big on planning."
He grinned at me. "So, you think you can handle Angie in a bathing suit?"
I grinned back and said, "Think you can?"
"Come on, I grew up with her. I've seen it before."
I had to laugh at that. "Dude, don't even tell me what you've seen before. This is a whole new ball game and you're not looking at her as "just your sister" any more than she is looking at you as "just her brother." As for me, I'll be fine; I've got Allison to distract me. This ought to be fun to watch."
Allison was in her usual spot out by the pool doing her homework when I got home. Not wanting to repeat past mistakes I made sure she knew I was coming. And, to make a proper greeting before I started talking, I leaned over the back of her chair, shielding her from the sun with my body and kissed her. Upside down kisses are very different. I broke off after a few interesting seconds.
"Well that was certainly different," I said. "Missed you, sunshine, how was your day?"
"Okay I guess, for a school day," she said without looking up from the equation she was working on. "I thought I was going to have to hurt Shannon though."
"Yeah, what's up with her?"
"Bad case of the hornies. She can't wait for the weekend. I had to pinch her twice in PE. Like I said, I may have to hurt her."
"Well, you may feel like hurting me too."
That got her attention. She looked up. "Why? Did you do something?"
"Not intentionally but, you remember what I told you about last night?"
"Your little trip to Angela's? I told you, that's not an issue. Why do you keep bringing it up?"
"Because I talked to Bob about it today. Nothing specific, just that I bridged and what the circumstances were, how I handled it and why. You know, just bringing him up to date on latest developments."
"And?"
"Well, he thinks I may not have been successful in defusing the situation. In fact, there is every indication that I may have made it worse."
"How? I thought you did pretty well."
"Yeah I thought so too. Apparently it's the usual problem guys have of not understanding women. Without naming names or anything he posed a hypothetical to Susan and Coach Jenkins and they were not encouraging."
"What do you mean?"
"Well let me give you the hypothetical he used and see what your reaction is. Okay, you have a friend, not one you're hot for but you wouldn't kick him out of bed either. This person does something really nice for you. So nice that you decide to invite him over for a horizontal thank you party. Being the really nice guy that he is he tells you that he loves and respects you too much to take advantage of you that way."
I could see the gears turning in her head as I talked and the grin wasn't far behind. "Oh yeah! You're in trouble."
"Thanks a lot! Coach Jenkins told me I should wear old clothes for the next week because whatever I'm wearing when "she" catches up with me is going to need replacing."
"Big time! Ooh what she's going to do to you!"
"So you agree with them. I blew it. I'm sorry, sis. What am I going to do?"
"Not much you can do, and it's not that you blew it. It was a no win situation from the beginning. You did the best you could. Just wait and see what happens. It may go away by itself but I kind of doubt it. One thing though?"
"What's that?"
"If it does happen, don't worry about what I'm going to think, okay. It's not your fault and I'm not going to be upset. And whatever you do, don't hold back. If she says "Thank you" make darn sure you say "You're welcome." You know what I mean?"
"So treat her the way I would treat you if it was you with me?"
"Yes. Like I'm sure you did in the dream. Do your best to make it just as special for her as you would for Shannon or me."
"Bob suggested that was what got me in trouble in the dream. My God, what am I going to say to Shannon?"
"Jimmy! It's Shannon. She'll be fine. But while we're on the subject, I've been thinking about this a lot lately. I think we need to tell her the truth."
"You mean?"
"Yep, everything. Like I said, I've been thinking about it. I feel like we've been lying to her and I don't like it."
"Yeah, when you put it like that. Mom and Dad is one thing, they just don't need to know. But when it's someone you love..."
"Exactly, and love is the key word. Not that we don't love Mom and Dad, but that's different. We love Shannon and it hurts us to deceive her even a little bit. I don't like keeping secrets from her. Besides, she loves us just as much and would never do anything to hurt or betray us."
"Okay. So how do you want to do it?"
She sat up and put her books down. "Well, I've been wondering, and this will also be a bit of an experiment. You know how you brought Rebecca and I and Amy to the beach? Do you think you could bring Shannon to the glade? Or maybe take both of us to the beach, at the same time?"
"Wow. I have no idea. I hadn't given it any thought. Going to the glade is no different than going into someone else's dream. Taking one of you to the beach is bringing you basically into my dream. I never thought about bringing two people at once, I guess it should be possible. Taking someone into a "third party" dream? I have no idea whether I can or not. It's an intriguing idea and definitely worth experimenting though. How about this? I'll try to bring her to the glade first. If that works then the other should be easy. If it doesn't work then I can take her to the island and then see if I can bring you too. How does that sound?"
"Sounds like a plan, you thinking tonight?"
"Might as well."
"Bad idea. Well, not a bad idea, but maybe I have a better one. Wait until she's here for the night. We can spend a little quality time ravishing her and then while she is coming down from the endorphins we'll give her the basics. She probably won't believe it but will at least listen. Then, when we all go to bed, you do your thing. Hopefully you can bring her to the glade because she should recognize it from the many times I've described it to her. And this way she won't wake up in bed all alone and wonder if any of it was real. This way, if she wakes up and wonders, we'll be here to talk to her about it, and to apologize in person for deceiving her all this time. You know, a little 'make up' time." The way her eyes lit up when she said that left no doubt as to what she meant.
"Okay," I said, weighing her words in my mind. "I guess that does sound like a better way to do it. I wouldn't want her to wake up alone and wonder if she was losing her mind. I'd at least like to be around to help her find it."
Shannon was spending the night Friday so it was only one more day either way.
My "friends" at school were still laughing at my dilemma the next morning at break. As I walked up to the table Susan grinned and said, "Still standing. I'm impressed." That was enough to set Bob and the coach off.
"Very funny!" I said, setting my books down and taking a seat. I turned and confronted her as seriously as I could. "For your information, Miss Swann," I let the attitude balloon deflate, "she hasn't found me yet." That set off another round of laughter.
Suddenly Bob stopped and looked hard past my shoulder, "You may have spoken too soon." I whipped around like I'd been stung. No one was there. They were all in danger of convulsions by now. I turned back and glared at him. "Oh, very funny!"
Coach Jenkins poked me in the arm and said, "Lighten up, Matthews, it's not like you're waiting to be executed. For goodness sakes; someone wanting to jump your bones is not the worst thing in the world. What's the matter? She fat and ugly?"
Bob stopped laughing and said, "Melinda, you don't even want to go there. You'll regret it."
She looked back at him. "You bastard! You know who it is, don't you?"
Now Susan turned on him, "You do know who it is! That is so not fair."
"Now, ladies," he said, the shark's grin once more stretched across his face; "the personal lives of our students are none of our business unless they come to us with a problem. And if a student comes to you with a problem it should be kept in the strictest confidence."
Coach Jenkins looked at Susan. "That's asshole for 'yeah, I know and I'm not gonna tell you.'"
"Well I for one am glad," I said, "considering how you've handled the part you already know I sure don't want you to find out who she is. I thought I was your friend and look how you've treated me."
Susan looked sad for a second and put her hand on mine. "Jimmy, of course we're your friends. Why else would we be doing it?"
"Yeah, what else are friends for?" asked Bob.
I just laughed and nodded my head. "Just checking, but I'm giving you fair warning. I've got four years at this school and someday my chance will come and it'll be payback time."
We had one last laugh and headed for our afternoon classes.
Shannon and Allison were already at the house when I got home. There was a note from Mom on the counter with the phone number of the hotel they were staying at along with the usual stuff about not wrecking the place and to have a good weekend. They had left us some cash for emergencies as well as some extra for snacks and movies.
I put on my suit and went out to look for the girls. I expected to find them soaking up sunlight. Instead I found them at the far end of the pool trying to extract each others tonsils. Shannon had Allison backed against the end of the pool supporting her against the side. There was something wrong with the whole thing but I couldn't place it. You know, it's that feeling you get that something is missing from a room, but you can't quite put your finger on it.
Allison's eyes were closed and she was obviously concentrating on the task at hand. Suddenly I realized what was missing. There was no strap around Shannon's neck. I looked closer. Nope, none on Allison's either. I glanced down into the water and confirmed what I suspected. No bottoms either.
Neither of them had noticed me yet so I quietly slipped into the near end and went submarine. The pool is not that big so it didn't take long and I was underneath them. I decided that safety may be preferable to surprise so I discarded my first idea, tickling, and instead just reached out to stroke my hands over the two most perfect bottoms I've ever seen. Keeping my hands full, I surfaced next to them.
"Hi, girls! Hope I'm not interrupting anything?"
They both turned to me, smiling.
"As a matter of fact you are, and if you were anyone else we would probably hurt you. But since it's you, why don't you join us?"
With that they opened their arms on the near side and drew me in next to them. I kissed Shannon first since it had been longer since I had seen her. I felt Allison's hand sliding down my side. I turned to kiss her just as it reached my suit. She pulled back when I tried to kiss her.
"Oh, this just will not do!"
"What?" I asked. "Did I do something wrong?"
"I'll say you did! Shannon! He's got his suit on!"
"He what? Eeewww, and I kissed him!" She started to pull away but I still had a hand on her butt and I held on tight.
"Okay, okay," I laughed, "I get the message, but there's nothing I can do about it. My hands are full." I gave them each a gentle squeeze. "Very nicely full at that."
Allison smiled and said, "Maybe I can help." With that she ducked under water and I felt hands at my waistband, struggling to untie the knot holding my suit up. It must not have been going well because she came back up sputtering. She took a breath and dove under again. This time I just felt hands pulling and tugging. It may have worked except for the fact that my erection was in the way. She came back up. "Shannon, dearest, could you give me a hand with this?"
"Love to." She kissed me and then went under with Allison. A hand snaked into the waistband and pressed my cock up against my stomach and suddenly my trunks were pulled so hard they almost took me under. A second pull had them around my knees and from there they just drifted off. The hand on my cock began playing with my balls lightly. It would have been an interesting sensation if not for the normal reaction to being immersed in cool water. Again I was reminded that water is a really poor lubricant. Fortunately, she gave up quickly and both of them returned to the surface.
"That's better." Allison declared as she brushed her hair back. She then plastered her body against me, throwing her arms around my neck and twining her legs around mine. It felt great but I had to grab the side of the pool to keep us from sinking like rocks. She didn't seem to care as she started rubbing herself all over me and attacking my mouth. After about 30 seconds she pulled back just long enough to say, "Welcome home, sweetie, I missed you so much." She began showering my face and neck with kisses and went on, "I was so lonely, I don't know what I would have done if Shannon hadn't come over, why, I might have just died." All the while she was pressing and rubbing herself all over my body. It was really nice.
"Well then, we should thank her for saving you. Don't you think?"
"Absolutely. Come here, cutie." Allison kind of rotated around to one side and now Shannon moved in to tangle herself up with the two of us. She kissed Allison hotly and then the two of them started on me. Shannon worked my mouth over while Allison nibbled at my neck and ear. It was awesome. Four firm breasts mashed against me, four hard nipples tickling gouges of fire across my chest. If it weren't for the fact that I was having a hard time keeping us above water I would have really enjoyed it.
"Thank you for keeping Allison safe."
"My pleasure," she said as she kissed my neck.
"No mine," Allison argued as she lightly bit my ear lobe. By this time the cool water and the distraction of trying to stay afloat was the only thing keeping me from defiling the pool.
"Oh God I love you two! I love you so much that I am going to suggest that maybe we should move this somewhere less life threatening before we drown."
"I'm not afraid," Shannon said. "My big strong Jimmy would never let that happen."
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Besides that one incident, the rest of Caryn’s pregnancy went without a hitch. We went through the training hand in hand, and I promised to be there with her all the way. Of course, her growing belly set some limits on our love-making but I did my best that what we lost in quantity was given back in quality - and intimacy. I massaged her tired legs and made sure that her stretched skin was well-treated with protecting oils. In response, Caryn did her best to be a loving wife who takes care of...
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In the early evening, I was the last one at the office, and the doors were already locked, when I suddenly got a feeling that I wasn’t alone in the bank. I managed to move away behind my desk and take my phone with me, when the door to my office opened. As I didn’t really know what to expect, I was more or less ready to fight. I wasn’t at all prepared to see Mrs. Bonner standing there, in high heels, with a dress ending a few inches above her knees, showing a lot of her shapely legs in shiny...
Back in my small apartment, I found myself staring at my mobile phone. Without much conscious thought, I pressed the ‘Dial’-button. “Will ... Will, is that you?” “Yeah, Caryn, it’s me ... Sorry, I shouldn’t have called you at this late hour. I hope I didn’t wake Judy.” “That’s alright - but ... Will, are you drunk?” “As a skunk, actually.” For some reason, some stupid part of me found that funny and I giggled a bit. Then it hit me that she might see the reason of my laughter a quite bit...
In a way, I should be thankful, since during the next two or three days I didn’t think much about my lost, loved ones. I was so sick from headache and continuous vomiting that I was not able to form a single coherent thought. Okay, I would have liked to beat that bastard - Mr. Greg Older, who pulled me out from my self-destructive misery - but he was too clever for that, and he made his wife Laura take care of me. So, instead of beating anyone, I found myself apologizing to her all the time,...
The following week, I did another extra shift on Tuesday, and I could almost feel how there was always someone following me. I made sure that I just did my job and did not ask any unnecessary questions, nor did I try to keep track of what was happening there around me. Close to the and of my shift, Ken came to me and asked how I was doing. I just shrugged. “Okay, I guess. These extra shifts help a lot if I ever want to move away from that shithole I currently have.” “What’s wrong with...
When I left the hotel on Saturday morning, I could almost feel the looks from the hotel staff. Whatever, I was quite sure that I’d never again visit that hotel, anyway. Next Monday morning, I dropped all my extra gear back at Noelle’s desk and she stopped me before I could go to see Greg. “Will, Mrs. Seiler is in our own meeting room and she’d like to see you.” “Okay - and thanks, Noelle!” On my way to the small meeting room we had there, I wondered why Mrs. Seiler still wanted to see me....
The following morning I had an early breakfast, before returning to my room and working intensively for the next hour and a half. Then I called Noelle and let her know my program for the rest of the day, before starting the two-hour drive back. My first meeting was with a makeup artist whom we had been using during our undercover operations. To call her a makeup artist was quite an understatement of her skills, since besides being able to make a temporary change to your looks, she could...
The common breakfast was a strange event. The good thing about it was I got confirmation of the number of the people who formed ‘The Group’ and lived on this ranch. There were about ten men present, which equaled a total of twelve. All of them were in their mid-thirties or older, and they all seemed to be in good physical shape. What surprised me was the number of women. There were more than twenty women; the youngest of them were barely in their teens, and even the oldest were probably under...
When the evening came, I had finally moved all my meager belongings to the quarters Ruth and Amy were occupying. During the evening meal, I could see all the men chuckling when they watched Ruth circling me - while I tried to look totally oblivious about the whole thing. When it was time to clean the tables, Matthew came to me carrying something. “John, I heard that you lost the charger of your MP3-player. I hope this one fits since you certainly will earn some peaceful moments in the back...
Even though Louise was not big girl and probably weighed just barely over 100 pounds, I really started feeling the extra weight by the time we reached the gate. I used the rest of the glue on the lock, but I was sure it would not stop the authorities once they found the tunnels. Once we started climbing, I was soon breathing hard. It didn’t really help that Louise was awake and complained all the time about the torture she was being put through. I thought about stopping and gagging her, but I...
I didn’t see much of Jeanie, but I heard that she spent most of her time either studying - or in therapy. Therefore I was surprised when one Monday afternoon there was a knock on my office door. As soon as I had opened it, a whirlwind that reminded me of a girl named Jeanie rushed into my room, pushed me into my chair, and landed all the way onto my lap. “You’ve been avoiding me, Will!” She gave me a sulky look which she tried to make look false, but I could tell that she didn’t really need...
Tuesday morning, I was finally in my office and I was about to start looking at what I should be doing next, when Laura entered my office and closed the door behind her. “Will, I’d like have a few words with you.” “Just tell me how can I help you, Laura.” I didn’t like the smile that formed at the corner of her mouth. “Jeanie told me.” Even though I knew my face didn’t reveal anything, my mouth suddenly felt dry. Yet, I was not sure if Laura really knew something, or if she was fishing...
Dan bumped his head a couple of dozen times against the wall in the bedroom he'd been in with Ellen. The act looked funny given he was naked and sober, but so were the rest of us. He'd dropped the newspaper that repeated the story in a British tabloid about me carrying around pornographic and lewd pictures that had been sexted to me or taken by me on my cell phone. I took his head pounding as an indication that my publicist hadn't the slightest idea how to cope with this sudden release of...
While we waited for the enforcers to arrive and sat there at the poker table, eating, drinking, and smoking, I noticed that Mom squirmed a bit in her awkward nudity. She knew enough of the new slavery laws to know that she had sealed her own fate. After she was coded, collared, and more than that, she would have no rights at all and would legally be a possession, nothing more than that. She was chattel, her own son’s property, no less. “Well, now that the fidelity issue is resolved, in favor...
“You know what would be fun, babe?” Tiffany asked me after our slaves had both sucked and licked us for a little while now. “Swapping slaves for a little while so your parents can serve me while Steve and Mom do the same for you?” I guessed. “That’s fun, true, but what I meant was for you to impregnate Mom, me, and your mother. At about the same time, as close as possible. Imagine all three of us being pregnant to you at once! All three ladies in your house. I would love it if Dad and Steve...
“By the way, Mistress, you could never have married Master Bruce,” Karen suddenly informed her daughter/owner, just as Steve began pounding Dick for his turn. “Why not?” Tiffany wondered with obvious shock and chagrin that the option might be foreclosed to her by some obscure issue. “Because while incest laws have been relaxed for chattel bondage, the marriage statutes still strictly forbid siblings to wed,” Karen let that bomb drop suddenly, along with my stomach and Tiffany’s. “What?...
I awoke hours later to the sound of Dick grunting as he rammed Steve’s butthole pretty damn hard in the vanity with his stiff rod. It was clear that they were acting under the orders of Tiffany, while Mom went to bring Dylan’s car back to him. Karen, however, was still in bed with me, and her apparent task was to snuggle with me under the covers. She seemed to dig it, too, judging from the way that she smiled at me and kissed my face repeatedly. “Oh, God, how did I get so lucky, Master?”...
“Excellent breakfast, Mom,” I told my mother after she made fantastic Eggs Benedict with the proper Hollandaise sauce. Mom blushed as she sat on my lap and felt my hands fondle her buttocks during breakfast. She leaned over to kiss me on the lips and I gladly accepted her tongue as it slid inside my mouth. We made out for several minutes, my mother and I, but we finally got up for air when we heard some coughs and giggles. It was clear that we had an audience, after all. “Save that for me,...
Rebecca This was bad with a capital B. "You didn't see this," I told Paul, "You don't know what's inside." I put everything back in the envelope and handed it to him, "Hold onto this, and if anyone, anyone, tries to take it, destroy it immediately. I'll get clearance to take it out without further tests. Wait until you hear from me. It won't take long." I walked back over to the tech on duty. "That envelope does not exist, you are not to log it in or mention it to anyone, you...
This is a repost and continuation of my chapters and prologue of Weak Minds are Easily controlled by CelebMaster69 and some chapters of wicker. I highly encourage you to check out the original to see other paths by other users. I had quite a few chapters still saved as drafts, that I now got around to releasing. They were not yet published due to the story being too old. I like the story with Gloria, Bethany, Beverley and the other additions I made to the household so I'm just gonna continue...
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