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All Right Ch. 05 free porn video
Chapter five of six. Thanks to GrandTeton for editorial assistance.
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Wonder of wonders, the paperwork was all ready. I had to get Amber’s signature on something, probably a promise not to sue the hospital even if God ordered her to (you’d be surprised how often that seems to happen) and not worth the paper it was printed on, especially given the state of her left-handed signature. The rest of it was the insurance claim, which I signed for her, and paying the balance the insurance didn’t cover. Isn’t there always a balance? You might have thought social services would provide at least hospital insurance that covered it all. Without the insurance it would have been a lot worse. The extra wasn’t a lot for me, but it might have been food for a month for Amber. Somebody wasn’t thinking. Again. Maybe still.
A rent-a-cop was giving Amber a hard time about getting the car moved in case there was an emergency – emergency receiving was actually around the back, where we’d come in the night before – but I could tell it was his heavy-handed attempt to flirt with her. She was holding her own pretty well. It didn’t surprise me that he was coming onto her. She was happy, and Amber happy just lit up. Hey, I hadn’t tried to stop her hugging me.
I had to bite my lip to keep from laughing when she gave him her number. Near as I knew she didn’t have a number. It was the police station, actually, the chief’s private line. I wondered how she got that. My mind wandered to contemplate the guy’s reaction when he called Amber for a date and got the chief. I started thinking about the chief’s reaction and nearly choked. I thought I’d better get my mind back up into the gutter from where it was going, so I gave Amber a smile, and the same smile painted a little differently for the rent-a-cop and he backed off.
I slung her bag on the floor in the back and Amber put the baby back in Cynthia’s child carrier. I had no idea how Amber had picked up luggage.
‘Where’d the bag come from, sweetie?’ I asked her. Best way to find out, I thought, or maybe it was training. ‘Looks just like one Stacey has.’
‘It is Stacey’s. She was so nice. When the police took my boyfriend away, she went over to my apartment – it’s in his name, so they won’t let me stay there, you can’t take me home!’
‘Don’t worry. I’m going to take you home. It’s just that home is not in the same place. You and the Lady Deirdre will be all right.’
That got me a big grin. Worth doing just for that.
‘Anyway, Stacey packed up everything of mine and everything of the baby’s. She said she picked up anything else that looked like I might want it, too, down to the vacuum and the toaster. I don’t know how she got all that stuff home.’ I did. Stacey would turn on the wattage and the uniforms in the patrol car would have fallen all over themselves trying to help. Stacey was really well-liked. Of course, it didn’t hurt that they all knew she’d do as much for any of them if the situation was reversed, as it had been once or twice.
‘She brought me over a few things she thought might be useful when she visited last night’ – probably when I was on the phone with Julie – ‘and best of all was a big plastic bag to put over the cast to keep it dry when I showered.’
‘Stacey’s good about the little things the rest of us might not think of.’ I was sure the hospital hadn’t thought of it, more because they would never have thought Amber was up to getting in the shower by herself than from carelessness or neglect. I was amazed myself.
Barbara was home by the time Amber and I got back. She got one of Amber’s special hugs, too. Maybe she’d expected it. She did a great job ducking the cast. Amber was too enthusiastic to remember the heft of that thing. I hauled out the baby and the luggage. I got another hug (Amber was careful around the Lady Deirdre) and a sweet kiss on the cheek. Maybe being the baggage guy wasn’t all bad!
‘You’ve been awfully sweet, Robert. You’re a good man.’
We lugged everything in. Do you know how many pounds of stuff have to accompany every baby on the planet, or at least where we are, for even a forty-minute drive? More, much more, than any infantryman is expected to heft these days.
Stacey and Barbara had set up the stuff in the downstairs bedroom on ‘their’ side of the house, just as I would have. It gave Amber privacy and direct access to Deirdre. Wasn’t going to work.
‘I’m sorry, Barbara. I’d really like to get Deirdre started on her own room so when I get a place of my own she won’t be so upset. If you can do it, I’d like to be with people, too, not off on my own.’
‘Certainly, dear.’ Barbara was infinitely accommodating. Easy to do when I’m the guy that’s going to do the lugging.
‘There are three bedrooms upstairs on Robert’s side. We can let you have two of them, and you can use Cynthia’s baby monitor to keep an ear out for the little one.’
‘I can’t do that. What if Robert has a guest?’
‘She’ll probably be sleeping with him. If they have a fight she’ll go home. If home’s too far, she can sleep downstairs. There’s lots of room. Don’t worry.’
‘If you say so.’
‘In case you’re worried,’ I added, ‘there is no reason to move out tomorrow or something stupid. Stay as long as you want.’
‘Absolutely,’ Barbara confirmed. ‘Stacey would have a fit if she thought you were already thinking about moving out.’
That evening I was preparing for my date with Julie. Amber saw me in the bathroom and gave me the once over, straightening my collar for me.
‘Lucky woman, Robert.’
‘I’m the lucky one, sweetie.’
‘I hope she appreciates what she’s got.’
‘I think she likes me just fine.’
When I got to Julie’s for supper, it was another one of those times when supper was delayed. Until tomorrow. After all, we’d been apart for almost forty-eight hours. At one point when I was making an ineffective attempt to raise the troops for a little more action (I’m not as young as I was, and three times in three hours had put a crimp in the action), I thought to use the time to give Julie a preview of what she might expect the next day.
‘Thanks for agreeing to come over tomorrow. The household arrangements are somewhat unusual, so I’ll tip you off.
‘We live in a side by side duplex with a lot of traffic between units. The original deal was that I had the right to shut my side off for privacy, but that’s kind of gone by the board.
‘You’ve already met Frances and Cynthia, my daughters.’
‘Yes, sweet little girls. They live with their mother?’
‘Yes, on the other side of the duplex. We’re still married and I’m still a lot in love with her and I don’t expect any of that to change. I told you all that. We can’t have sex, so there’s no problem with me having sex with someone else, or even inviting someone else to join the household providing they agree. I can’t imagine them not loving you as much as I do, but you have to go into this with your eyes open, if you even want to go into it at all. There’s lots of room in the house.’
‘What happened sexually? Is there some kind of physical problem?’
‘Not really. The reason for no sex is Barbara. Stacey met Barbara and something flared between them that shut me out of the physical side of the relationship. I suspect it has a lot more to do with Stacey’s natural monogamous side than with whether Stacey’s hetero or gay, but that doesn’t matter since it doesn’t show any sign that it will ever change.’
‘A little rough on you.’
‘Yeah, tell me! In addition to being in love with Stacey, still, I’m more than a bit in love with Barbara, who is a really nice, caring person.’
‘Stacey seems to have a thing for nice, caring persons,’ Julie giggled.
‘Thank you. No sex there, either. So they have their side of the duplex with the girls and I have my side and we all tend to wander back and forth and share our time with each othe
r. We just added an unexpected complication, though.’
‘Did that have anything to do with last night?’
‘Yeah, it did. Amber, the woman I told you had been beat up by her boyfriend, used to hang around our place, at our invitation, mind, so when she showed up bruised and battered we just had to take care of her and her baby. It was the boyfriend’s apartment, so she’s got nowhere to stay.’
‘And the three of you took her in?’
‘And the baby.’
‘Was the boyfriend the one I heard about on the news this morning?’
‘Yeah, accident or maybe suicide. Jumped out of the car and was killed instantly. They were going at speed on the ring road.’
‘Sounds suspicious, not that I’m going to lose any sleep over that.’
‘No, it really was one or the other. The lock on the door couldn’t be controlled from up front. That was reported as broken three weeks ago. No one laid a hand on him.’ Ryan was sitting in the back seat with him, and I’m pretty sure was giving him a detailed account of the torture awaiting him back at the station, and the inevitable rape and subservience once he was sent to prison, likely with many graphic details that lingered on the pain and degradation. Ryan had an active imagination. He also believed that a little mental torture was in order for the worst offenders – wifebeaters were the absolute worst offenders Ryan could think of, likely because of what his dad did to his mother until Ryan put a stop to it when he was fifteen. Suicide was most likely. I’d heard Ryan going at a suspect once (well, we had to call him a suspect even though we had him dead to rights) and I’d been tempted to jump out of the car myself. Fortunately, the other guy jumped first and Ryan shut up.
‘Okay, so if I’ve got this right, your wife and her girlfriend have one unit and the girls are with them, you have the other unit. Where’s Amber?’
‘My side. Amber wanted a separate room for the baby – Deirdre, you’ll have to meet her, she’s cute as a button.’
Julie looked a tad dazed.
‘Yeah, well I suppose I don’t really have a problem with two women getting together. I’ve got gay guy friends. A gay guy is a much better friend than a straight guy, and than most women, too. I’ve no idea what living with them might be like.’
‘Not bad. They show their affection for each other, but they’re affectionate people. They show affection for me and for the girls, too.’
‘I guess that would be okay. I’d have a problem with them making love on the kitchen table or something.’
‘Never happen.’
‘So what are you hoping for out of tomorrow?’
‘I’m hoping you’ll charm Stacey and Barbara.’
‘Not Amber?’
‘Well, I’d like to see it, but Amber doesn’t have a veto. Stacey and Barbara do. The other thing I’d like to see is for you to decide that we have a stable, loving family group that you’d like to be part of, for a very long time. Right now, and I suspect for a very long time to come, Amber and her child are part of that family group.’
‘Would I be expected to share sex with anyone but you?’
‘No. Stacey and Barbara are very exclusive to each other. I think Amber’s sworn off sex for a while.’
She lay back to think about it. It wasn’t all coming as a surprise. I worked on helping her to think and then we stopped thinking and made love again. It was as fantastic for both of us as it had always been.
When I got home a little after midnight, Stacey and Barbara were both up.
‘It’s Amber,’ Barbara explained as I opened my mouth. ‘She’s having terrible nightmares. Both of us have tried hugging and lying down with her. It’s not working. Maybe you can try.’
‘Shouldn’t she be afraid of men?’
‘Not you, Robert. I’d say she trusted and respected you, and you are very protective and defending, and fierce when there’s a threat. She knows that as well as we do.’
Just then I heard poor Amber scream again. The three of us raced up. I gathered Amber into my arms – not much of a bundle, poor thing – and she started settling down right off.
‘Robert,’ she trembled.
‘Right here, sweet.’
‘Oh good.’
She dropped off in another three minutes or so. I tried to put her back in bed but she started to scream again.
‘Okay, I guess I’m It.’
I carried Amber into my bedroom. Stacey re-rigged the baby monitor.
‘I wonder what your girlfriend’s going to say about this?’ Barbara giggled. Always the helpful one. I stayed awake another half hour trying to figure out how I was going to explain this to Julie. Oh hell!
Amber was quite embarrassed in the morning, but I just shrugged it off.
‘Don’t worry about it. You needed comfort and I was there. Happens all the time, mostly with four-year-olds. I don’t think I’ve ever had a beautiful woman do it before, but there’s always a first time. Whatever you need, dear, whenever you need it. Don’t forget.’
I really didn’t think I could explain it to Julie.
How do you tell your girlfriend, with whom you’re sleeping, that there is another woman, not bad looking, who’s sleeping with you but you aren’t sleeping with her? I think I’ll need a blackboard.
Stacey offered to get me the models she used when teaching a sex ed class a few years ago. It didn’t seem to me that I was getting the support from my loved ones that I was entitled to. They were laughing too hard. Amber was really sorry, worried that she’d messed up the love of my life and the rest of it, but laughter is contagious and she got over any guilt really fast.
‘Look at it this way, Robert. At least I come with my own baby.’ Then she was off howling and Stacey and Barbara started laughing just when I thought they’d calmed down. At least they weren’t going to ruin any impression I was trying to create for Julie. I’d already told her they were all crazy as bedbugs.
Julie came over about two. Amber had invented a feeding for the Lady Deirdre to get herself out of the way. She still regarded herself as a peripheral player. She hadn’t learned yet that there were no peripheral players in our home.
I introduced her to Stacey: ‘Julie, this my wife Stacey, Stacey, this is my girlfriend Julie.’ Okay, I’m not completely bonkers. It sounded weird to me, too. Then Barbara: ‘Julie, this is my wife’s lover, Barbara, Barbara, this is the woman I’m cheating on your girlfriend with.’ I swear, that’s exactly what I said. Barbara laughed like hell and Julie damned near wet herself. I suppose you had to be there.
Next step was to introduce the girls, but Julie had met them a number of times. She seemed very interested to see that the girls were as precious to Barbara as they were to Stacey and me. Both of them smiled dazzlingly at Julie, evidently pleased that she had come to visit them at their home. We did a quick tour of the house, had a look out back and ended up on the second floor of my half.
Stacey opened Amber’s door: ‘Amber, this is Robert’s girlfriend Julie, Julie, this is Amber, the person who sleeps with Robert.’ She said it with a straight face, too.
Barbara tried to help, I think. ‘Amber sleeps with Robert, but of course he doesn’t sleep with her.’ I guess Stacey forgot the blackboard.
Amber tried to defuse whatever was going on by introducing the Lady Deirdre, ‘Of course you know that she’s Robert’s light of love.’
‘Of course she is,’ Julie exclaimed. At least there was one right answer out there. ‘Now as I understand it, whenever Amber has a need for emotional security she slips in with Robert and actually goes to sleep.’
‘Couple of minutes, tops.’
‘I’ve only ever done it once, you know,’ Amber tried to minimize her presence.
‘You’ve only been here one night,’ Barbara clarified.
‘One for one, babe, pretty good record.’ I couldn’t even keep my own mouth shut.
‘I have an interest in knowing what might happen if Robert is engaging in marital relations when this need arises,’ Julie asked, almost
in spite of herself. It was fascinating to watch the thought take over her mind and operate her mouth.
‘I wouldn’t expect you to stop,’ Amber pointed out. ‘I’d just take whatever bit of him you weren’t using at the time.’
‘That still might be a little inhibiting.’
‘I promise not to watch.’
Julie laughed. ‘Maybe we’ll just have to try it out.’
Well, that went better than I thought it would.
We spent the afternoon together, playing with the children rather than anything more defined, getting to know each other, becoming comfortable with each other. Barbara and Stacey were themselves. It was clear they loved each other, but love flowed out to the children, including Amber’s Deirdre, to me, and a little bit was tentatively offered to Julie. She accepted and gave back, openly to the children and to me, reservedly to Barbara and Stacey. Amber was not a well-known quantity. She was on the edge of the family, not really ready to accept all of the love she was offered, reserved but clearly longing for the love that was there for her. She’d been hurt by love, or what passed for it, before. She’d been abused by someone she at least thought had some regard for her. She wasn’t ready to open up. Stacey and Barbara made it clear that they were ready to love her but didn’t push. Julie merged in that sentiment, too. I guess Amber was quite loveable, fierce as she attempted to be sometimes, but it still surprised me that Julie took to her as much as she did, as quickly as she did. It was an enjoyable day.
They hadn’t fussed over dinner. It hadn’t been that kind of day. The food was simple, good, sufficient for all. Everyone joined in helping to clean up. Even Frances assisted in clearing the table.
After the children were put to bed the five of us sat around in the living room and chatted some more. Julie clearly expected an inquisition of some sort. After all, there was me, my wife, my wife’s lover, my lover and Amber. There was a little prying, an attempt to get some feel for how much Julie and I liked/loved each other. Julie tried to get a feel for how Stacey and Barbara felt about me, especially their reaction to someone getting together with me.
‘I’m a little surprised you two aren’t trying to pry my back history out of me,’ Julie said at one point. Perhaps she’d given up trying to be subtle.
‘You are who you are,’ Barbara told her. ‘We’d like to know who you are. Who you were yesterday is not who you are today.’
‘I suppose. I like who you two are today. I didn’t expect to. I expected to be uncomfortable with women who loved women, but you made it clear to me that you are two people who love each other, and others, like Robert and your girls. You happen to be two women. That fact isn’t important, or at least I don’t think it is.
‘I expected to dislike both of you for another reason, too. You hurt Robert. That’s something that is very difficult for me to forgive.’
‘Sometimes we have a problem with that, too,’ Stacey offered, her voice low.
‘As far as I can see you are doing your best under the circumstances not to hurt Robert, and extend to him all the love that you can. You didn’t mean to hurt him. I can forgive you, for his sake, and because you haven’t abandoned him.’
Amber went off to bed first. Stacey and Barbara weren’t that long behind her, holding hands. The stresses of the day, even though all had gone well, had tired us all out.
‘Coming to bed, love?’
‘Yes, I’m tired. Can we just sleep together tonight, Robert?’
‘Sure. It’s a lot to take in. You’ve done well. I half expected you to want to go home.’
‘Tomorrow evening, I think, but for tonight and tomorrow I just want to bask in the family you’ve created, all of you.’
Amber had found a camp cot somewhere and was fast asleep against the wall by the door of my room. The baby minder was next to her. Julie and I slipped out of our clothes and into bed with each other. I held her, taking a lot of peace from her proximity. We both slipped off to dreamland.
Now, if I were telling you a fairytale or something, this would be the place to put in: Julie never left our home again. We went over the next afternoon and packed up everything she wanted, disposed of the rest and she joined our family group. Her love for us all knew no bounds, and we all lived happily ever after.
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