Chapter 122

January 7, 2018

Dear Ms. Diary,

I woke as someone next to me moved. As I laid there, I remembered last night. Crazy! Our new gang members are into our lifestyle! And why wouldn’t they be. Sex is wonderful with those you love. Yes, it’s girl-on-girl sex, but we see nothing wrong with that. It’s certainly safer than some of the alternatives and way more enjoyable than masturbation. Once again, however, I wondered about our interest in and enjoyment of so many partners. I thought long and hard lying there with my eyes closed, analyzing what I felt for each of the girls in the bed with me. Oh, there was no doubt that I loved the other four of the Go5 more than the new girls of the Go7, but I do love Cera and Brit. At least, I could certainly easily imagine them in my life in the future. I did understand, though, that the more we added to our inner circle, the less likely that we could all stay together into and through college. That made me a little sad, but I bucked myself up by remembering that we had 3.5 years of high school to get through before then. I kicked that can further down the street.

I opened my eyes in preparation for heading to the bathroom, lifting my head to see where I was. Oh, joy. I was in the middle with no way to get out without waking someone, possibly multiple someones. Since my bladder was beginning to shout into my mind quite loudly, there was little to do but resign myself to waking one or more of my lovers. Cera was the one to my left that woke me in her sleepy movement; Liya was to my right. I leaned over and kissed Liya on the lips, and she woke with a start and looked into my eyes from a few inches away. She smiled.

I whispered, “Bathroom.”

When she nodded, we cooperated to push the covers down enough for us to climb out and crawl down the bed and off. I turned to see Cera stretching and then, at the left end, Heather with her eyes lit climbing out to join us.

In the bathroom with Heather and me waiting on Liya, Heather said, “Brit and Cera fit well with us. That was pretty crazy last night!”

“I thought the same thing when I was lying there reviewing. I didn’t keep track. How long did the sex go on?”

“More than two hours, but probably less than three,” replied Liya as she stood from the toilet. “And I agree with both of you. Those two are nearly as sex-crazed as we are. I’m glad they applied for membership. I had certainly come to love them as friends, and they fit in well as lovers.” Liya looked around in what seemed to me as nervousness as Heather took her turn on the throne, then said, “I have two related questions. The first is what do you think the chances of Kim joining us? And why and how is it that we can love and want so many ... lovers? We each already had at least eight and as many as ten lovers ... if we count Inez and my mom, that is, although none of us has really done much with either.”

As I replaced Heather and my bladder applauded the release, I responded, “I was contemplating just that before I woke you. Once again, I came to no new answer. When I find myself caring for someone strongly enough that I consider it love, it seems to enable a desire for a more-complete loving relationship. I also see where you’re going with Kim. She’s opened up to us a great deal in the past month or so, and I find myself liking her much more, enough so as to be able to imagine coming to love her. We already love and want Meka and, at least, I find myself falling for Celeste, too. Although she hasn’t said anything specific, I get vibes from Celeste that she is falling for more in our family than just Dad.”

“Yes,” Heather replied. “I believe Celeste wants ... if not the entire family, most of it, and with that ‘most’ including us girls. I’ve seen a look in her eyes when looking at me that I’d identify as desire. I don’t know what it is, but there seems to be something in her history that suggests she might be like us, with a desire for more than one lover.”

Brit was walking in the bathroom door as we were heading out.

“Oh. I need to ... pee.”

“We’re done,” Heather replied. “It’s all yours.”

The three of us headed upstairs to start on a breakfast of cheesy scrambled eggs and bacon. Brit joined us shortly.

“Did you three ... umm ... all ... pee ... um ... together?”

Liya chuckled, then replied to Brit, “Not if you mean all at the same time, but, yes, if you mean while the others were in the room. It’s something we’ve become used to doing, so we don’t think about it. We won’t think less of you if it wigs you out.”

“Oh, no. I ... guess I’ve never seen that, but, given that you’ve all been ... loving each other for so long, it doesn’t seem all that odd.”

“We think it’s not odd, but we understand that we’re not exactly typical teenaged girls.”

“True that,” Meka said as she entered the kitchen. “I’ve known quite a lot of teenaged girls, and not one I’ve ever met is like you girls. Oh, you’ve begun infecting some others with your ... differentness, but I, for one, don’t see that as a bad thing.”

After Liya, Heather, and I hugged a naked Meka good morning, Brit asked, “Umm, Meka, would you think it weird if I hugged you ... like they did?”

“Not at all.”

“And you can hug me ... if you want,” responded Celeste who had come in unseen.

“Oh!”

Despite her surprise and a bit of embarrassment, Brit got herself together enough to hug both Meka and Celeste, as well as the three of us.

Over the next ten minutes, the rest of the gang filtered in, Cera being last.

She started to say something to us when she stopped in her tracks looking at Celeste.

“Oh. You’re naked. Everyone’s naked, even ... Celeste.”

“Don’t worry about it. I haven’t spent all that much time with these girls naked, but we all change from clothes to swimsuits when we get in the hot tub after dinner on Thursdays. We change in ... what Beth says used to be her room. Since we usually wind up having interesting conversations there that curtail the process after we’ve taken off our regular clothes, it turns out that we often spend five or ten minutes together naked. Finally, since you were all naked, I didn’t want to be the oddball.”

Cera came back with, “You couldn’t be an oddball in this group. You’re even prettier than Beth. No. Definitely not oddball.”

“I agree,” Brit responded. “If anyone here is, it’s me. I’m the only one that’s ... not fit, although I’m getting better.”

Celeste replied, “Don’t worry about it. These girls don’t have friends that are fit, they just have friends. If they didn’t like you a lot, none of us would be naked here. This is how they live ... as much as they can, but they don’t let that information out with anyone except their best friends, and that has greatly helped my sense of worth.”

“Why would you need...” Brit turned crimson, then said, “I’m sorry. Don’t mind me,” as she ducked her head.

Celeste looked at Brit for a few seconds, then in a gentle voice said, “Anyone can feel unworthy. While I’m not willing to tell you ... or anyone else here, at least yet, why I’ve felt unworthy, I assure you that I did and do. The whole family here has helped me a lot in that regard. Unknowingly, perhaps, but helped a lot. They think I’m gorgeous. I don’t know that I believe that, but they’ve gotten me believing in myself more than I did before I met them. To me, Beth is the prettiest woman I know. I accept that I might consider myself less than her because of the ugliness I see in my past, but I haven’t gotten to the point where I believe that. I’ve spent enough time with her to know that Beth is pretty both inside and out. I’ve also spent enough time around all the girls to know that Beth has been a factor in how wonderful the other girls are. I know this, despite that I don’t know any of their stories. If you’re Beth’s friend, that’s more than enough for me to think that we might be friends ... and to ... be naked with you before becoming friends, ourselves.”

I could feel Liya’s eyes on me, so managed to keep my head up, but my face was very hot. Meka broke the stalemate by stepping over to Celeste, wrapping her arms around her; Celeste returned the favor.

“Hey, Girl. I could get used to seeing you more. I’m really looking forward to living with you here. Beware, you’ve just shown more of yourself this morning than you’ve shown in all the time I’ve known you, maybe even than all the time the family’s known you, and I’m not talking about your beautiful body.”

Celeste tilted her head back and closed her eyes as she inhaled deeply, then exhaled as she lowered her head onto Meka’s right shoulder and seemed to stand there, reveling in being wrapped in Meka’s friendship. They parted and the nine of us squeezed into the eight chairs at the living room table, Heather sitting on Rhee’s lap, with nary a stitch of clothing in sight.

After Cera’s mom picked up Brit and Cera, I took the opportunity, with a red face, to broach a touchy subject with Meka and Celeste.

“You two are considering ... and being considered for ... membership in the family. Since that would include sex with at least some of us, we’ll need to know that we’re ... safe with you. Dad has been tested for viable sperm --- negative – and for various and sundry nasty bugs – also negative. All four of the moms are tested and clean. We girls have not had sex with anyone that is either not tested or had had sex with anyone outside the family.”