Chapter 84

November 6, 2017

Dear Ms. Diary,

It was a bit weird having Inez naked at the table, but we all had a good time talking over Dad’s scrumptious breakfast, although we had to hustle to get to school on time. We regulars were surprised when all five seniors joined us at lunch.

Brett cracked, “You’re all going to lose your senior cred if you keep fraternizing with freshmen.”

There was much chuckling.

Hope riposted, “Without practice today, we had to come here, else we wouldn’t get to hang with our favorite boy.”

There was much laughing ... and Brett blushed.

“She got you, there, Brett,” laughed Heather. She turned to Hope and asked, “I thought he was our favorite boy. When did he become the seniors’ favorite boy?”

Hope looked around, then leaned toward Heather and whispered, “You girls and Meka were right about him. He’s respectful, not an asshole, and is funny.” She turned to face Brett and said, “We appreciate all three of those features, Brett, so please don’t change for the worse.” She then looked at Cera sitting next to him and said, “Give him a kiss on the cheek for us.”

Brett blushed again as Cera fulfilled Hope’s request.

Meka guffawed briefly, then cracked, “That makes at least two, Brittany and Cera. Have any of the others kissed you at this table, Brett?”

Brett went scarlet, though kept his head up as he answered, “No. For some reason, these freshmen girls don’t do that unless one of you seniors orders it.” He turned to Cera and said, “Thanks. That was nice.”

Cera ducked her head and was probably blushing, but her dark skin hid it.

Rhee put her left arm around Cera, then said, “You’re so lucky. I sure hope one of those seniors orders me to kiss him.”

There was much laughing.

After a couple seconds, I responded, “Hey! I’ve known Brett longer than anyone else here. That should get me some sort of priority. Shouldn’t it?”

I followed that with an over-the-top pout. I held it for a few seconds, then laughed; the rest of the girls followed suit.

Without practice, the four of us had to take the bus home. Heather was naked less than 30 seconds after I closed the front door, and the rest of us were not far behind. The voice was a bit of a surprise for all of us.

“You girls really like the clothing policy. Don’t you?”

Liya was the first to recover, replying, “We do, Mom. Gracey and I are very happy that you and my first mom have instituted the same policy. We’re also very happy that we no longer have to hide our sexual lives from you two. We both felt that we had to do it, but neither of us were happy about it, particularly as our mother-daughter relationships changed to become what they are now.”

Inez stepped over to Liya and hugged her as she responded, “I appreciate the openness, too.”

Liya came back with, “Where’s Gracey?”

Inez replied with, “Bathroom. That’s her stuff on the ... What did she call it?”

“Monstrosity.”

“Yes, that’s it,” she said, then gave hugs all ‘round.

We heard the toilet flush and Gracey exited with crutches from the bathroom shortly thereafter, saying, “Hey. Do you guys have as much homework as I do? I got some from every teacher!”

“Ugh,” Rhee exclaimed. “I think all our teachers knew we didn’t have practice today!”

“That was my thought, too,” answered Gracey.

Inez responded,”Well, you should get to it, as I’d like to spend a nice evening with my various daughters and their other parents.”

Liya replied, “We’d already decided on that, Mom. How long have you been here? Have you been naked the whole time?”

“We got in about an hour ago. I felt a bit weird stripping down and walking around nude in someone else’s house, but I’m getting over it.”

Four of us proceeded to put our clothes in our rooms, grabbed various homework needs, and headed back downstairs. Gracey was on the Monstrosity with her back to the wall, her history book cracked open in her lap, her mom’s left arm around her back, her hand hooked onto Gracey’s right shoulder.

Liya glanced back at me, then asked, “Inez-Mom, would it be okay with you to take a photo of you two? You look precious, a loving mom sitting quietly with her daughter doing homework.”

Inez laughed nervously, replying, “And without a stitch of clothing between us. I don’t know...”

Gracey looked up and turned to her mom and said, “It’s up to you, Mom. We have photos of various of us in situations such as this: homey sorts of photos of our sisters and parents. For some reason, the lion’s share have Heather in them. It wouldn’t be because she’s just so godawful cute. Would it?”

Inez responded, “She is incredibly cute. I’ve also seen her with her soccer face on, but I can certainly understand that she might attract the odd camera or two.” She turned her head from Heather and looked at Gracey, asking, “What ... I mean, how do you keep them? I would think you’d all be nervous about photos like that getting out.”

“Oh, we are that,” replied Liya. “Our rules are that all in the photo have to agree, and we have an agreed-upon system. We store such in password-protected folders and delete them from phones as soon as possible. We also insist on transferring such photos from phones via wire.”

Inez seemed to ponder for a short time, then said, “I would be okay with that, although the moment is gone, now.”

“Yes. But if you’re willing and I see another precious setting, I’d like to take the photo.”

“If it happens, feel free.”

We all dove into our homework while scattered around the living room. As per usual, various of us had questions for others of us in the same class, and we wound up changing locations to quietly discuss particular topics, although we never made Gracey leave her perch on the Monstrosity.

Carol came in a bit after 4 and quietly said hello to each of us, then climbed onto the Monstrosity to sit next to Inez, who was still next to Gracey, although Gracey was in her math workbook. I was lying on my front on the Monstrosity reading the history text that Gracey had read earlier.

Quietly, Carol asked Inez, “What do you think about the girls’ homework ... methods?”

Equally quietly, Inez replied, “I sure wish I’d have had such a comfortable group of friends at their age. I’ve been sitting her marveling. One of them interrupts another to ask a question, and the two of them get together to discuss something, then keep working, either returning to where they had been or staying where they wound up. Everyone else works on their own subjects through the quiet discussion. Except for Gracey, I’ll bet every one of the girls has moved three times in the ... hour or so they’ve been working. It’s like ... they’ve been doing this all their lives, but I know they haven’t. They really fit incredibly well together. I’ve never seen anything like it.”

“I had the same response with my first experience with this when your two girls were here in September. That’s what completely sold me on their avowed sisterhood. I’ve never before seen a set of friends like this, and you picked out the single best descriptor: comfortable. They really are all very comfortable with each other. They really know each other very well. It’s amazing.”

I broke in with, “It was this summer. Our friendship was strong before, but all the time we spent together this summer allowed for this, created this. It could have done the opposite, but it did this. I wouldn’t trade any of my sisters for anything.”

Carol and Inez sat there for a bit, then agreed with each other to get started on dinner. We girls worked on. Dad got home shortly after 5, after which he and Heather went upstairs to work through her Calc II recitation. Mom arrived a bit after 6, when we all quit for the evening and set the table. The evening was enjoyable, all of us sitting around in the living room having a wide-ranging discussion.

Near the end of the evening, Sandy asked Inez, “You’re all moved out?”

“Yes. I put the rest of our clothes and other stuff in Gracey’s and Liya’s room. Are you three still okay with me staying here until I fly out on Thursday?”

“Absolutely, Inez. We enjoy having you here. Besides, it makes it easier for you to spend more time with Gracey before you go gallivanting across the country for a couple weeks. You’re welcome to stay here or with Meka at our other house anytime and every time you’re back in town.”

“I greatly appreciate that, as it will make all the travel to museums to study specimens less taxing to have short breaks here with my daughters and my friends.”

Carol said, “And feel free to leave your car here, as we can almost always arrange for one of us to be able to take you to or pick you up from the airport. In fact, I’ve cleared Thursday afternoon, so I can take you this time.”

Inez closed her eyes, then inhaled and exhaled loudly.

“I would greatly appreciate that, over and above saving the expense of airport parking. While I could get at least some of it reimbursed, this would save me the hassle. I just wish it didn’t cause you hassles.”

Dad replied, “You’re our friend, Inez, and these are the sorts of things friends do. Don’t think of it as a hassle. Think of it as your friends getting to see you more often.”

“Thanks.”

“With that little problem solved,” Sandy said, “it’s time we were getting to bed. I haven’t gotten to enjoy my husband and wife in the Biblical sense since this morning, and I find myself in need.”

“You really do want him all the time. Don’t you?”

“I do. But I also want my wife all the time, too. The three of us are well-matched, and my life now is better than it’s ever been. I’ve had more and more-wonderful sex in the past four months than, probably, any set of two or three previous years. In fact, we’re closing in on 100 consecutive days of Charlie cumming in at least one of his wives or girlfriends. It’s been glorious!”

“Sandy!”

“Oh, pooh, Charlie. Inez certainly knows we have an active sex life, a very active sex life, and she knows that you make love with your girlfriends. In fact, Inez, you’ll be here for day 100 ... on Wednesday.”

Silence reigned for some time, until Inez exclaimed, “Wow. That’s ... umm ... amazing; crazy.”

Carol inserted, “And you’ll be here for my birthday ... tomorrow.”

“Oh, that’s interesting,” Inez responded. “I can imagine what you want for your birthday.”

“If you’re imagining me having Charlie cum in me shortly after midnight tomorrow night, you’d be right.”

Inez shook her head for a while, then said, “This is the aspect of this whole thing that has surprised me the most. You’re all very open about your sexuality. You discuss things like this in front of our various daughters, and they don’t seem at all fazed. Of course, that stands to reason given that the actual sex is often in the open. This would not have worked for Gracey before this summer. She was ... reserved, but now she takes part in sex with various of her ... lovers in front of some or all of the others without any qualms, apparently. This family has been so good for her. I was so concerned that her father would have a lasting negative impact on her sex life.”

“Mo-ommm,” Gracey complained only a bit seriously.

Dad and the Moms headed to bed, but we girls stayed and chatted a while longer.

Inez said, “After last night, I thought there might be another live sex show tonight.” When Gracey began to respond angrily, Inez cut her off, saying, “I didn’t mean that I would have objected. This is not my house. I would simply have wished everyone a good night and then gone upstairs. I’m not part of this ... whatever we want to call it, and it would not be right for me to object or, more importantly, insist on taking part. None of them or you are my lovers. I was surprised at the sex show last night and the lack of such tonight.”

“Ah,” Gracey replied. “Dad is somewhat shy about this. Sandy pushes him a bit beyond what we assume is his comfort zone. However, he ... Beth, you were here; I wasn’t. If you’re comfortable explaining, would you?”

I inhaled deeply, held it, then exhaled, and nodded my head.

“Dad finally admitted recently that he really loves this ... whatever we want to call it. I don’t know if he’s always been the one to provide constraint or if getting involved with Sandy caused him to be more conservative to counteract Mom’s ... full-steam-ahead approach to things such as ... this. However, he admitted this weekend that he truly loved this life. He vowed that he would try not to be a stick in the mud, but he’s still going to be more conservative with this than Sandy might want.

“Mom would not have had any qualms about instigating sex with him or Carol with you in the room. She also would have encouraged him to have sex with any of us, whether you were in the room or not. I think that Dad must have told her that he was not going to do such. Mom knows him very well and knows when to push and when to back off. I suspect that if you’re here often enough or long enough, you will see more ... live sex show. I suspect that Dad will hold the line on sex with any of us girls in front of you or Nira, particularly with your respective daughters, but I’m less certain of that after Dad came clean with us recently.”

“Oh. I don’t want to be in the way. Perhaps...”

“No, Mom. You’re staying here. We won’t feel like we’re missing out if Dad puts the brakes on things. We’ve got each other and we can keep it in the bedroom. Or in the Monstrosity. So don’t be surprised if you come down here tonight and find me making love with whichever sister-friend-lover will be spending the night with me. While Liya and I are a couple and the other three are a triple, the intervening lines are faint and blurry.”

Inez looked at Gracey for a while, then around the room at each of us.

“That is part of why you’re all so comfortable together. Isn’t it?”

Gracey furrowed her brow, and I could see Liya considering a response, but Heather beat all of us to it.

“It’s certainly part of it, and possibly a sizable minority of it. We know each other well and have few secrets from each other. I know that there are aspects of my life that I haven’t shared, not because I don’t want to share them, but simply because I haven’t known them all that long and just have not had sufficient time. Gracey shared the secret about her father, and I doubt that she’s got any other secret of that magnitude bottled inside. As Beth said, the closeness that we developed this summer seemed to play a large part in the changes in Gracey’s psyche, demeanor, and confidence. She knows we’ve got her back, so she’s been willing to open more completely to us.

“Had you known me prior to June or so, you would think that I’m a doppleganger, as my psyche, demeanor, and confidence saw even greater change than did Gracey’s. I was shy and scared. Having this set of friends has made me over completely. As Beth said, I would not trade any of these girls for anything, and I would do anything for any one of them, much less all of them. The sex ... with them and with Dad ... is pure icing – admittedly very tasty icing – on the incredibly marvelous cake that is our five-way friendship.”

Rhee stood from the love seat that I shared with her and stepped over to Heather, sat next to her, and wrapped her in a Rhee hug. After a few seconds, she released, and looked at Inez.

“Heather nailed it. I’ve had a strong friendship with Beth for more than five years. I used to think that it was really strong. After this summer, though, not only is that friendship even stronger, but the friendships I have with the other three are stronger than the friendship I had with Beth even this spring. Sex was part of that change, too. While I think that Heather is right about the proportions involved in empowering the Go5 relationship, I think the sex was critical, despite being a minority. At least, it seems to me that one cannot have a strong sexual relationship without opening oneself further than for any other sort of relationship, as that requires trust, and trust requires openness.

“Look at Dad and Sandy’s marriage. When my mom came to Sandy to admit that she was in love with Charlie, Sandy had to trust in Charlie that adding Mom to their marriage would not cause problems between Charlie and Sandy. Charlie had to trust Sandy that she truly wanted my mom in their marriage. Then, Charlie, Sandy, and Carol had to all trust each other when the Moms wanted to add Beth and me as Charlie’s lovers, and then, further, with the other three. I’ve thought about this a lot, and I have a hard time imagining most men managing to keep their wife or wives first in their lives when their wives permit them to have loving, sexual relationships with a bunch of attractive teenaged girls. Charlie had to trust that what the Moms wanted was truly what they wanted and that they would not turn those relationships against him. The Moms had to trust Charlie would be faithful to them heart and soul despite allowing him something that he’d always wanted. That’s the kind of trust that we girls have seen and learned. That’s the level of trust that we’ve employed with each other. I, too, would not trade any of my sister-friend-lovers for anything. I would do anything for any or all of them.”

Inez stared at Rhee, as did we girls, for quite a while. Again, Heather beat us to vocalizing thoughts.

“Rhee has this façade she wears of the shallow-thinking, null teenager. However, she’s as deep a thinker as any of us. I learned about Rhee when my mother agreed to allow me to live here and told her on that day that I wasn’t falling for that façade anymore. However, this little expostulation has surpassed what occasioned my previous comment. Beth and Liya are our two acknowledged social-situation experts, but neither of them could have done a better job of explaining what Rhee just explained in two paragraphs. She has surprised me again. I love you, Rhee.”