Chapter 242

July 8, 2018 (Sunday)

Dear Ms. Diary,

We left the young girls, Raven, and Kath behind when the rest of us departed at 6:45 for Armoire and walked in the back door shortly after 7:00. Unlike what we told Katherine last week, we did bring bagels and schmears, but only enough for two, as the rest of us would be going back home for breakfast.

Katherine stripped Brett relatively quickly, then allowed him to strip her, after which she plastered herself against him and the two kissed aggressively for two minutes or so.

Leaning back from Brett, Katherine asked, “So, I’m supposed to be naked in the close booth with my back to the door and wait for ... whomever?”

Brett nodded, hugged her again, and began donning his clothes while we girls got hugs with Katherine.

I was last and told her, “We’ll be back with the young girls before 9:45, grab your soon-to-be-lover, and then come in the front door for some shopping when you open.”

She whispered, “God, I love this! Thanks for thinking up a wonderfully interesting way for me to become lovers with you.”

I leaned back in and kissed her briefly, a kiss she returned, then shooed her off to the changing booth. When she closed the door, I grabbed Brett and kissed him.

I whispered, “I’m going to be jealous of you for a while, Love.”

Brett kissed me, then replied, “It won’t be too many weeks.”

“I know, but I want her so much. Please remember not to tell us any details.”

He nodded, then responded, “I understand. If it were up to me, I’d tell you everything, and only partly because I know how much my wives would love hearing about it in excruciating detail.”

I smiled at him, then briefly hugged him tightly before we separated and he walked us to the back door, everyone silent, and he held the door for us. We headed back home and joined the young girls and Jim, Kath, and Raven for breakfast.

After her first few bites of oatmeal with various admixtures, Civ asked, “Are you all nervous? Some of you seem like it.”

Lana replied, “Yes. This is a big step for us.”

Mare exclaimed, “I really like her, and I’m nervous for you ... and for me!” She moderated her voice, then asked, “She won’t move her whole life here. Right? I mean, she’s got that great house by the park and lots of stuff in it.”

Meka replied, “We don’t really know how everything will work out, although we’re now nearly positive that something will work out. But it does seem unlikely that she’d give up living in that house completely. That’s something that we’ll have to discuss ... with the entire LA.”

Mare came back with, “Thanks for giving us young girls a voice, too, for something that important.”

Liya stated, “You know we understand and agree that even if you’re not involved in the sexual part of the LA that you have a voice in ... everything.”

Civ responded, “Yes, we do, but this is something you might have insisted upon, so I agree with what Mare said.”

“So do I,” added Padme.

We piled out of the new vehicle (Kim was driving) at 9:33. Someone inside must have heard us coming, as Katherine opened the door for us before any of us reached it. Katherine threw herself into Meka, the first in the door, and kissed her hard.

When she pulled back over a minute later, “Thank you, thank you, thank you. Oh, god, that was wonderful!”

Mare then asked, “Were you surprised it was Brett, today?”

Katherine rattled her brain quickly, then answered, “I was, most pleasantly and wonderfully surprised. And I’m still surprised that you young girls are ... so involved with this. I understand why, but I’m still surprised.”

“We’re looking forward to getting to spend more time with you. We really like you. Well, Taylor doesn’t really know you, yet, but Civ, Padme, and I really like you.”

“And I really like you girls. I find you amazing. Amazingly mature for your ages and amazingly sharp. In fact, you’re the first girls your age I’ve met ... since I was your age ... that I’ve truly liked. I find myself looking forward to seeing all of you, even you young girls, and I’m very much looking forward to you working here, Maren.”

Mare plastered herself to Katherine, hugged her tightly, and said, “I am, too!”

Celeste interrupted, saying, “We need to get our butts out of here before your opener arrives. Let’s go, folks. We’ll see you in a few minutes, Katherine.”

Rhee and Kim lugged the mat out to the vehicle and all of us climbed in, and Kim drove us around front, arriving there just as a woman older than Alyssa began unlocking the front door, so we climbed out and headed to the entrance.

Katherine had arrived at the door before the other woman closed it, and she obviously was telling her about us as she pointed. The woman looked at us, then turned back to Katherine, at which point some of us were close enough to hear Katherine.

“ ... and they’re welcome in the store after you arrive and before we officially open. They usually come on Saturdays, but sometimes they have conflicts then. I’ll introduce you to a few of the leaders, and to any others you wind up dealing with directly. Apparently, today is Taylor’s day, so, Taylor, come up here and meet Louise.”

Taylor shook Louise’s hand, then led us into the store.

As I passed Katherine, she pulled me aside and whispered, “No partial nudity on the floor with Louise.”

I nodded as she shrugged slightly, after which in a louder voice said, “Beth, I’d like you to meet Louise Yarrow. Louise, Beth Williams is one of the leaders of this host of girls. Would you mind summarizing for Louise the focus of your visit today?”

When I shook my head, Katherine introduced Meka, Liya, Celeste, and Mare, who she introduced as a future part-time employee.

When Louise’s eyebrows rose dramatically, Katherine told her, “She’ll be doing some in-store modeling for us once she turns 14 next month.”

Louise smiled at Mare, saying, “I can certainly see that!”

“Thank you, Louise, for the compliment.”

Katherine asked, “Maren, would you be willing to help Taylor and Louise once Beth explains what you girls need today?”

“Sure.”

I grabbed the floor, saying to Louise, “Taylor needs a few G-strings, but let me explain why, first.” After Louise nodded, I added, “We girls all live together in a big house in my parents’ ... compound. Because we do and because we’re all very close friends, we spend a lot of our time wearing very little. While Taylor is only 10, she, like all of us non-adults, is more mature for her age than most. We spend a lot of time wearing little more than G-strings and tube tops, although we allow those without breasts as yet to go topless. Taylor will need four or five G-strings, preferably of a variety of colors or patterns she likes. Is that something with which you can help her?”

“Certainly, although you did surprise me when you requested G-strings for a ten-year-old. However, because of the ... variety of clientele we have here, I wasn’t too surprised. Taylor, would you lift the hem of your shirt just a bit so I can see your waist better? I need to figure out what size to get.”

Taylor answered by lifting her shirt hem well above her belly button.

Louise showed a bit of surprise, but looked Taylor over, then said, “Why don’t you come with me and head over to that department. It’s a good thing you’re so tall for your age, as we don’t have a lot of color and pattern options in sizes typical of girls your age.”

“My father is very tall, so my sister and I are both tall for our ages. Mom says I’ll probably be taller than her.”

“Is your mom here?”

“Sure. She’s in the back of the group. She has really long black hair, longer even than my sister’s.”

Mia stepped up and said, “Hi, Louise. I’m Mia, Taylor’s older sister, and this is our mom, Raven Abernathy.”

Taylor pouted a bit and said, “I’m sorry. I should have done the introduction.”

“Don’t worry about it,” responded Raven, who then turned to Louise. “It’s nice to meet you.” After Louise’s response, Raven added, “The girls are frequent customers here, although they’re usually here on Saturdays, which I understand is one of your days off. However, should we be here on future Sundays, I thought I’d let you know that Taylor and Mia will always be here with at least some of the older girls, six of whom are out of high school, as well as with incoming high school sophomores like Beth. I want to warn you that, as a group, these girls are smarter, more mature, and much more well-adjusted than other girls of similar age. Those girls are in charge of our large household, so please don’t treat them like children. Liya, over there, has been known to take it to grocery-store managers for assuming they’re little girls. Politely, but very firmly.”

“I’ll take the advice that you and Katherine gave me.”

We began spreading out, but I whispered to Mare, “Please go everywhere with Taylor. You know what she needs better than Taylor does, and don’t let Louise talk her into anything Taylor doesn’t want. You know she wants her cheeks bare like all the rest of us, so politely insist with Louise if she objects.”

Mare stared at me for quite a few moments, then quietly said, “I love you, Beth. Thanks for treating me like an adult.”

“Mare, to us, you are an adult. You and Civ lead us more than most of the other girls, and you do a good job of it. Weeks or months ago, I quit doubting you. You know what we like. You know what Taylor wants. Make sure Taylor gets that if Armoire has it.”

Very quietly, Mare said, “I owe you a kiss, a good one. Thanks, Beth.”

Mare turned away and caught up with Louise just as Meka whispered in my ear, “I like Alyssa a lot more.”

I nodded as I replied, “Yes. Alyssa would have twigged to Taylor immediately and might even have suggested that Taylor drop her short in order to gauge her size.”

“Which Taylor would have loved since she’s commando.”

“Exactly. We’ll have to contrive something else that Taylor needs on a Saturday visit here. She’d get a kick out of being partially nude on the floor.”

“And Alyssa would like it, too,” Katherine added as she stepped up to us. She looked between Meka and me, then whispered, “Again, thanks! That was wonderful.”

“Katherine, we love that you made love with Brett and that, as you both said, it was wonderful. I don’t want to get your hopes up, but every ... sex visit we make, the selection is not made after eliminating any who have been selected previously.”

She stared at me for ten or more seconds, then asked, “Are you saying that it would be possible that I would get Brett again before working through all of you?”

“Yes, so long as you remain exclusive to us.”

“I’m not allowing anyone at all close to me other than the LA. I want this too much to do otherwise. I understand that you don’t want him bringing something home that then runs through your family. Beth, I don’t know what to say. That was the single best ... ever. He’s a great lover. I don’t know if he gave you details...”

I cut her off, saying, “He’s a gentleman in all respects. He doesn’t tell and we don’t ask ... despite our ... deep curiosity.”

She looked at me in a confused fashion, then asked, “He’s ... done this before? Had sex with someone else ... like me?”

“No. You’re the first with whom we’ve shared him outside our crazy, girl-centered family. While we can imagine doing something like this again, we currently know no one with whom we have an interest in sharing our guy. We wanted him with you not for any ... prurient interests, but because we love and respect you, because all of us consider you a class act and incredibly attractive, because he is probably close to being in love with you if he’s not already, because you’ve not been afraid to show your interest in him, and that interest was never prurient.”

Again, she stared at me, then her face flushed, and she responded, “So, do you not want to hear about it?”

“We’d love to hear about it, but we impressed on him early on the importance of respecting lovers enough not to share details of relationships except where both ... or all parties agreed to the sharing. He’s told us that he’s willing for any of his lovers, inside or outside the family, to tell us whatever they care to share. You see, he gets times alone with one or two of us at a time, and those times are as sacrosanct as is his time with you.”

She shook her head and whispered, probably mostly to herself, “Incredible.” She looked back at me, then continued, “The part that really got me was when he was sitting on the little bench in the changing booth. He had ... Wait. You said he’s willing for ... me to tell you girls anything we did?” When I nodded, she said, “Then I’d like to tell you the whole thing, because I want you to understand how wonderful it was, so you’ll truly understand how much I’m willing to do or not do to have more times with him. I want you girls willing to allow him to be with me, even wanting him to be with me.” For the first time in a while, she looked at Meka, then said to us both, “I want to tell you much of it and I want you to record it and play the recording for ... the rest of your family. I want to be open with you girls. The next time I see Brett, I’ll tell him that he’s allowed to tell his ... wives anything they want to hear about our times together. I’d even be willing to make love with him in a portion of the store that has ... No, that wouldn’t work. Those cameras are not of high enough quality. I’ll think of something, because I’m willing to video our times together so he can share that with you. Hell, he can’t be shy about making love with an audience, so I’d be willing for your entire family to watch me with him!”

She looked back-and-forth between Meka and me, so I replied, “That’s certainly not necessary, but he would have to agree, and without any qualms. If so, we’d love to watch you with him, but only after you’ve had more times alone with him. Those times should be special, just for you two.”

Her expression softened, and she quietly asked, “You’d really be willing to ... share him with me multiple more times?”

Meka responded, “Absolutely. He was... glowing with ... love and excitement in the vehicle. We want him to be as happy as he can be, and loving you made him ecstatic. Beth was too wishy-washy in her description. Katherine, Brett’s in love with you.”

Katherine stared at Meka for a few seconds, then asked, “Truly?” When Meka nodded, she added very quietly, “I’m in love with him. I don’t understand it, particularly given that I’m over twice his age, but I find myself thinking about him a lot, particularly after having him inside my body, having him make love with me and having it be the best time of my life, the best time in my ... relatively extensive sexual history.”

She looked at both of us for a few seconds, then added, “If you’re serious, I’ll have no problem having no one but him, and I’ll gladly wait for whenever you’re willing to leave him here for me. God, that was so spectacular! I may have to figure out a reason I need a bed here.”

I smiled at her, then moderated my expression as I said, “We had to be absolutely sure of you, so, without your permission, we’ve been recording this conversation. We’ll let you erase it from our phones.”

“No. You keep the recordings running and I’ll tell you about all of it.”

When she looked at me when I sighed at her words, her face went serious. She looked over her shoulder at the store, then out the front door, after which she turned back to me and began leaning toward me. I moved my head forward so that our lips could meet in a kiss. It was a gentle kiss, but one that seemed filled with promise. After, perhaps, 20 seconds, she backed off, then stepped to Meka and gave her the same.

She looked around again, then said, “You two, come with me to my office. Louise will insist on Taylor and whomever using the changing booths, so we can’t trust the break room. I’m going to tell you all about it.”

We followed her, and she closed the door behind us, then began talking.

Some of us were surprised that Rache brought a few racy items to the counter when we were checking out, and Meka gave her a ration of fake grief for it.

“Yes, I know I wouldn’t have even dreamed of wearing something like this before you kidnapped me and forced me to live like you reprobates.”

“What’s a ... rep ... ro ... bate?”

Many of us chuckled at Taylor, and Raven said, “When we get home.”

“You promise?”

“Yes. In fact, we’ll explain everything that Rache said.”

“Thanks, Mom.”

“We’ve all promised the young girls that we would explain anything you request, even if it deals with sex, although there are still some things that we won’t. However, none of us would anticipate you wanting to know about the sorts of things we’d keep from you. We’ll certainly explain anything the ... LA family does, at least up to some point beyond which we can’t imagine any LA member doing.”

Taylor nodded in response.

Rache quietly said to Meka, Liya, and me, “I’m going to wear that outfit when I take former-boyfriend, that is, fb-Seamus the photos that are proof that I’ve had three cocks other than his in my pussy.”

Meka’s eyes went huge, and she said, “That outfit should at least give him palpitations, if not a full-blown heart attack. He might not be perfectly cognizant when you tell your story if you’re wearing that. At least, I’m guessing that he’s never seen you in anything remotely like that.”

“Correct.”

“And you’re fine with showing him so much of you then?”

“Yes, but I will not be getting naked for him.”

“Good for you.”

I nodded my head in agreement with Meka.

We got back home before noon with a very happy Taylor. Some of us began on lunch – grilled ham-and-cheese sandwiches – while others put new clothes away, and then we ate lunch in the kitchen, standing and sitting around. Raven and Rache explained Rache’s words and sentences from Armoire to Taylor, after which she gushed about how much older she felt because we weren’t keeping things like that from her.

Raven responded, “If you want that to continue, you must keep being the younger daughter of mine that can live and act responsibly. You can’t tell anyone outside of the LA any of what goes on here in the compound. You can’t talk about sex and sexy-time at all outside the compound. But, my lovely girl who mostly acts more like the older girls than your age suggests, you can discuss with the LA anything you want to discuss, although you still may not ask for details of sexy-time that any of us have. Those are only for the participants except under very rare circumstances. Do you agree?”

“Yes! I love it here and I don’t want any of my ... new sisters to be mad at me.”

“Good. Remember, you may ask the girls about anything other than specific details of their experiences with sex, so long as you tell me what you learned if I’m not present at that learning. And those girls will tell me if you don’t.”

“I know, and I know that’s one of the most important rules here. Thanks, Mom, for treating me like Mia and the others. I’ll try very hard to deserve that.”

Meka stepped into the gap in conversation, saying, “A private meeting for anyone in the LA that wants to hear about Katherine and Brett this morning ... other than the young girls. Brett has agreed that he’s fine with any of his lovers telling the LA about any sex he has, so long as the girl or girls, regardless of age, agree explicitly that the tales may be told. Katherine wants us all to know. I’m sorry, young girls.”

Mare responded, “We understand. Those are details of sex, and we can occupy our time in the pool, as long as one of the older girls is willing to be with us.”

Raven volunteered, “I don’t need the details, as I’ve not been at-all-important part of that.”

Kath added, “I’ll go out with you for a little bit, but I’ve got to be at the store by 1:30.”

“Great! We can whisper to each other and make the young girls think we’re talking about sex.”

Mia rolled her eyes at her mom, then grinned at her.

Sitting around on our marriage bed, all 18 of us in a circle, we were naked with no space between any two bodies, and with Liya’s laptop onto which we’d moved the recording, in the center. Meka hit “Play” and Katherine’s voice began to tell her story.

“Wait, wait! Oh, goddess! I’m already so freaking turned on and she hasn’t told us anything but that she’s naked. And hoping she’s going to make love with our guy. She should write erotica. Holy hell!”

Meka grinned at Lana, then said, ‘For that, you get to move the scroll bar back to where you interrupted Katherine’s erotic storytelling.”

“Wait. She’s elaborating. It wasn’t...”

Brett stopped when I held my hand up, after which Kim said, “You are not allowed to interrupt. You’re too much like Beth. You have difficulty seeing yourself as ... others see you. We’d like you to be here while we hear Katherine’s story, in her words, so, please, husband of ours, don’t interrupt her. If you’re going to insist on interrupting, we’ll have to banish you to elsewhere in the house. Surely, you know us well enough by now to know how important it is for all of us to hear the story in her words. Yours would almost certainly not be as ... evocative as hers and would certainly not capture her side of the story, what it meant to her.”

Brett nodded, then reset the scrollbar and restarted the recording.

“Fuck,”

“He’s going to drive me insane.”

“I’m afraid you’ll have to be more patient, but that will happen.”