JC: Harry and the Lee Girls Chapter 6 By Lazlo Zalezac Copyright (C) Lazlo Zalezac, 2004 Dolly screamed as another orgasm washed over her. She couldn't believe the things the young man was doing to her body. His kisses had turned up the sensitivity of her entire nervous system. His touches had ignited desires that she had never known existed within her. His miracle tongue was now taking her places that she had never been. Her cunt, that was her word for it, wanted filling. Her hands found his ears and started pulling him away from her clitoris. Using words that surprised and shocked her, she said, "Fuck me." Eric knew enough that such a demand needed to be met. He moved up her body, kissing the skin beneath him as he moved. His cock slid into her hot wet pussy without a problem. Dolly had helped guide it into her and then locked her legs around his ass. Having believed that the sisters weren't really interested in men, the abandon Dolly exhibited in bed was a shock to Eric. She came after he had thrust into her a few times, unable to believe that a cock could fee that good. He took advantage of her loss of control to reposition his body so that his cock rubbed her clitoris as he thrust into her. Loraine had explained that this was a position that many women enjoyed early during intercourse, but that he would have to back off from it when it became too sensitive. It wasn't much longer before she experienced another orgasm. Again, he shifted his position, this time moving to allow his cock to rub her G-spot during his thrusts. Dolly went wild, clutching him to her. Unaware of what she was doing, she rolled over so that she was now mounted on him. Her actions became frantic as she fought for a fourth orgasm. Giving control of their tryst to Dolly, Eric allowed himself to enjoy what was happening. His cock erupted before Dolly had her orgasm, but not much before she had come. Dolly stopped moving, her urges sated for the moment. She looked down at Eric, realizing that she had ended atop him somehow. Eric looked up at Dolly, amazed at the sight of the woman that had taken control of their sexual union. Her wet hair was plastered to her face. Sweat was dripping off her nose and her entire sweat covered body was flushed red. Her nipples were still erect and she was breathing heavy. He could see that she was debating what to do next. Should she try to get one more orgasm or recover from the ones she already had? Taking a deep breath, she slowly lifted off his cock missing it as her cunt ached at the empty feeling. She slipped to the bed, exhausted by the activities. She cooed, "Oh, that was incredible. I never imagined that it could be so nice. Lilly is going to be so lucky." The comment further confused Eric about what had just occurred. Having worked up his nerve, he had gone over to ask out Lilly. Her answer that he had to have sex with Dolly first had been completely unexpected. Dolly had been sitting there nodding her head in support of her sister's answer. That sleeping with two sisters might be every guys fantasy, but Eric had the feeling that he was going to be judged by Dolly. He gave voice to his confusion when he said, "I don't understand why the two of you demanded that you have sex with me before I could date your sister." Dolly realized that Eric deserved a full explanation. She answered, "Lilly and I know what you did this week." Eric sat up, as a knot twisted in his stomach, wondering if she actually knew what he had done that week or was just guessing. The idea that these two innocent girls knew that he had learned how to make love from a prostitute horrified him. They must believe that he was a terrible person. Nervous, he asked, "What do you mean, you know what I did this week?" "The two women that had been raped, tortured, and nearly killed were Lilly and me," answered Dolly watching his face to see what his reaction would be. Afraid that he was be repulsed to know about their history, she knew that he had to hear it from her rather than risk hearing it from Lilly. Throat tightening, she said, "We were the two women with horrible pasts that watched you." The news shocked Eric to his core. Neither girl had ever hinted that they had been subject to such horrible events, only that they had a troubled past. It explained why they were totally indifferent to the attentions of the boys at school. As he recalled some of the things he had talked about with Loraine, he stuttered, "You were watching me?" "Yes," replied Dolly as she looked apologetically at him. She went on to explain about the events of the last night as slaves. Eric listened in amazement as Dolly told about her sister's rape, her attempted escape, the torture she had undergone, and then the rescue. She explained how it was that they had come to live with Jeff, Paul, and Fred. She finished her explanation when she said, "I'm not going to let my little sister get hurt. I had to make sure that you wouldn't hurt her." "So you insisted on having sex with me before you would let me even date your sister?" In a strange way, it made sense. He wondered what kind of guilt Dolly must carry within her from that time. "I led her into slavery once. Never again," swore the young woman. "I'm getting married," said Paul as he broke the news to Lilly despite the fact that her sister wasn't present. Fred and Jeff already knew and watched the young woman hoping that her response would be positive. They had feared the girls would feel as if they were being abandoned. Unable to contain her joy, Lilly jumped up and ran over to him with a huge smile on her face. Throwing her arms around him, she said, "I'm so happy for you! When? Where?" Laughing, Paul said, "Well, we haven't discussed those details yet." "Dolly will be so happy to hear that you're getting married!" The mention of the older sister reminded Jeff of her unexplained absence. He asked, "And where is your errant sister?" Without thinking about what she was saying, she answered, "Dolly is having sex with Eric so that she'll know it is safe for me to date him." "So that she would know that it is safe for you to date him?" asked Paul concerned about Dolly. Shaking his head, he wondered how long she was going to blame herself for what had happened to them. She had done what she thought necessary for the two of them to live after their parents died. There was nothing wrong in that. He asked, "Why do you let her continue to take the blame for what happened to the both of you?" Lilly was silent for a moment wondering if she let Dolly feel guilty because she blamed her sister. It was an unsettling thought. Why had she let her sister have sex with Eric? It hadn't really been necessary. Had she agreed to it out of fear that he would turn mean? She didn't really believe it. Had she agreed because it would allow her sister to assuage her guilt? That hadn't really been the reason, she still blamed her sister for the past. Uncertain, she answered, "She feels guilty because she blames herself. I guess I let her continue to feel guilty because I do blame her." Dolly had entered the house in time to hear the last exchange of the conversation. She burst into tears and ran into her room slamming the door behind her. Throwing herself onto the bed, she cried into her pillow. Lilly's words had confirmed that she was guilty for having brought them into slavery. She would never be able to look at her sister again without knowing how her sister felt. Thirty minutes passed as Lilly hid in her room thinking about what Dolly had heard her say. She knew her sister must feel terrible. She had not known her sister had overheard her talking and felt horrible about it. She relived the memories of their slavery. There was her first rape when Wong had thrown her across a table and shoved his cock into her virgin pussy. She remembered the horrible pain as her delicate flesh had torn and bled. Once her womanhood had been stolen, he then raped her ass while twisting her arm behind her back. In tears, she had cleaned her blood off his cock using her mouth. When she wasn't putting enough effort into it, he twisted her nipples until she got the idea. She remembered thinking, "Oh Da Lee, what did we get ourselves into?" After knocking on the door, Lilly waited for her sister to invite her into the room. She waited a minute and then went into her sister's room without an invitation. It broke her heart to see her sister crying. In a quiet voice, she said, "Da Lee, it's me, Shao Lee." The use of their Chinese names shocked Dolly out of her tears. It was the first time since Harry had rescued them, that either sister had used their real names. Turning to look at her sister, she asked, "Did you come here to make me feel worse?" "Da Lee, I came here to talk to you about when we came here." "I know how you feel. I heard you tell them that you blame me for what happened to us." Shao Lee started to cry as she said, "I'm so sorry. For years you have told me that it was your fault. I just went along and accepted that it was your fault. I never really thought about it." Da Lee sat up and stared at her sister. Was it possible that she had put ideas into her sister's mind? A shiver went through her as she thought about it. It had to be someone's fault that they ended up in slavery. She asked, "What do you mean?" The younger woman said, "Until now, I never thought about how it was that we ended up here." Da Lee, with bitterness in her voice, said, "I sold us into slavery for a dream." Shao Lee interrupted, "I remembered the first time that Wong raped me. I remember that during the entire rape I was wondering what we had gotten ourselves into." With anger rooted in guilt, Da Lee shouted, "We got into slavery!" "You aren't listening to me. I said that I wondered what we had got ourselves into," repeated Shao Lee putting emphasis on the word 'we.' She said, "We made the decision, not you. We both wanted to come here." Da Lee wept and said, "But I was the older one. I should have known that it was too good to be true." "We were both stupid kids at the time. You think you should have known, but what did you really know? Mom and Dad were dead and we were hungry. I remember the hunger real well," said Shao Lee. It was true. Da Lee grimaced at the reminder. Two days without food had made them both willing to do just about anything to eat. They both had grabbed the offer to go to America like a life raft. It had actually gotten them a meal, something that was much more important at the time than what was going to happen in the future. The sisters talked about those days for an entire hour. In the course of their discussion, they brought up details they had allowed themselves to forget. Some of the details reminded them of how they hard supported each other through the worst of times. By the end of the hour, they were actually joking about how their guardians had looked the first time they had seen them. Da Lee had always wondered why Shao Lee had picked the three men. Shao Lee explained, "I picked Jeff because he looked so afraid of us that he couldn't even look at me. Twitch was so nervous that all I had to do was say boo and he would have run away. Too-Tall looked so sad and hurt by what he had seen that I felt sorry for him." Da Lee laughed as she thought about it. Shaking her head, she said, "We were just five people afraid of life and other people." "Yeah, what a mess we were. Now Paul is going to get married and I think that Jeff is going to ask that nurse of his to marry him," commented Lilly, feeling like her typical self again. Her identity of Shao Lee faded as she turned to the present. Dolly heard the news about Paul and broke out into a big grin. Excited, she asked, "Paul has asked her to marry him?" "Yes and she said yes," exclaimed the younger sister regaining her excitement about Paul's announcement. It was funny, but she was really looking forward to a wedding. "When are they getting married? Where are they going to get married?" asked Dolly. "They haven't discussed the details yet, but I find the idea of him getting married very exciting," answered Lilly. Dolly leaned forward and said, "Speaking of exciting things, that Eric is something else." The reminder of Eric brought Lilly back to the reason for the emotions of the past two hours. Curious, she asked, "Is he good?" "Good isn't the word I would use," Dolly tittered as she covered her mouth like a young schoolgirl. She said, "He's great. I never thought that sex could be anything like that. He gave me four orgasms. I totally lost control it felt so good. I'm almost jealous of you." Lilly's eyes grew big at the description of her sister. Dolly had acted as if she was sacrificing herself to some evil god when she had gone over there with Eric. To hear her praise the experience meant that it must have been good. Intimidated by the prospect of being alone with Eric knowing that he could make Dolly feel that way, she asked, "He was really that good?" Dolly said, "I suggest that you go over there as soon as possible and discover it for yourself." "Huh?" "Get over there and get laid," said Dolly wondering how her sister could possibly wait to experience making love with Eric. Exasperated, she said, "If you don't go over there, I will." Lilly laughed at her sister, unable to believe what she was saying. Eric must have really done something to make her sister behave that way. She replied, "If we don't go out and talk to the men, they are going to come in here." Weeks later, Harry sat in the living room smiling as he heard the news. It pleased him to learn that Paul was getting married to Janet. He said, "Paul, I'm really happy for you. I guess the days of being Twitch are behind you for good." "Not really. Everyone on the other side of town knows me as Twitch," replied Paul with a smile. He wasn't sure that he wanted to leave his self-image as Twitch behind. Twitch was a nice guy that cared about people regardless of the price he paid for caring. "Speaking about the other side of town, I've made arrangements for you to work for the Fusion Foundation in the community outreach program. Since you know the community that they are reaching out to, I figure that you are the perfect person for the job," said Harry. "You're kidding, aren't you?" asked Paul. "No. You're getting married and need to support your wife and kid." Turning to face Jeff, Harry asked, "So when are you proposing to Terry?" "I already did," replied Jeff with an embarrassed smile. He looked over at Too-Tall and then at Paul. He had intended to tell them about his desire to propose to Terry. The sex last night had been outstanding and, in the desire for the moment to last forever, he had asked her to marry him without thinking. He said, "I'm sorry, I just kind of blurted it out last night and she said yes." Fred signed, "One of the advantages of signing is that it is difficult to blurt things out. I was going to ask Helen tonight if she would marry me. I figure I could live here after you two leave and take care of the girls." Shaking his head, Jeff said, "I can't believe it. All three of us are getting married." Fred signed, "I haven't asked Helen yet. We don’t know if she'll accept." Laughing, Paul said, "You will and she'll accept. We've seen the way that she looks at you." With a grin and a wink, Fred signed, "That's what I'm worried about. She looks at me. One of these days she'll get her glasses fixed and, after one good look, she'll run away in terror." The four men laughed at the joke. Harry looked at the three men with eyes that knew people. All three of them had healed and were ready to begin exploring the world anew. He asked, "Where's Lilly and Dolly?" Jeff said, "Lilly is on a date with Eric. She seems to be spending a lot of time with that young man." Nodding in agreement, Paul added, "When we ask her about it, she blushes and doesn't answer." "I think they can't keep their hands off each other," signed Fred with a grin. He had caught them the other night necking on the porch. Poor Lilly was so flustered that she couldn't stand up straight. Harry laughed and said, "Sounds like teenage dating to me." "Did you have anything to do with them getting together?" asked Jeff. Raising an eyebrow, Harry answered, "Well, I did arrange for Lilly and Dolly to have a little counseling from a friend of mine. You know her, Cindy." "What? It was Cindy that you sent them to?" asked Jeff shocked at the news. He had known that Harry was going to take the girls to someone that could help them, but the idea that it would be Cindy was a surprise. "Yes, I sent them to Cindy. It was quite a nice experience for them, I would say. They watched as a young man lost his virginity to one of Cindy's colleagues. She taught him all about how to make love to a woman," answered Harry with a smile. He knew that Jeff would understand exactly what he meant about the woman teaching the young man about making love. "So they watched some guy lose his virginity?" "Yes. They also learned about male sexuality and that it wasn't a brutal thing to be feared. You know how it was for them. They needed to see that not all men were brutes when it came to sex. It was probably a little better since they knew the young man that volunteered to be observed," answered Harry. He waited to hear the logical question. "And who was the young man?" asked Paul afraid to hear the answer. He was reminded of the time when Lilly had said that Dolly was having sex with Eric to determine if he was safe for her to date. "If I remember correctly, it was Eric," answered Harry. He smiled and looked around the room as he added, "Lilly and Eric are perfect for each other. She needed permission to become open to the advances of men. He needed a little self-confidence to ask out the girl he had a crush on." Fred frantically signed, "That little runt. I knew we should have grilled him some more." Jeff laughed and asked, "Are you serious?" Grinning, Fred shook his head to let them know that he wasn't serious. Eric had mentioned several times that his grilling when he had first come over was intense. The boy had claimed that having Fred standing behind him was quite intimidating. When it came to protecting the girls, Fred liked the idea that he was intimidating. Harry asked, "Where is Dolly?" Paul answered, "Dolly is at work, but she should be coming home soon. A couple of weeks ago, Lilly and Dolly had a long talk about the past. Ever since then, Dolly doesn't seem to feel that she has to watch over her little sister all of the time. Free from that obligation, she went out and got a job." "What kind of job?" "She's working at a florist, learning how to arrange flowers," answered Jeff. The front door opened and Dolly entered the house. She saw Harry and shouted, "Harry, how are you?" "I'm fine. I just heard that you got a job." Dolly smiled and said, "Yes, I did and I love it. I get to work with flowers." "Flowers? I never thought of you as a flower girl," said Harry with a grin. He started singing an old song about a girl wearing flowers in her hair. Dolly listened to the song completely unfamiliar with it, but Jeff and Paul sang along while Fred hummed. When they finished singing, Dolly said, "I don't understand what that song has to do with me working in a flower shop." Harry replied, "Every time I think about women and flowers, that song comes to mind. I was in California during the age of the flower child. Outside of too much drug use, those were great times. There were lots of young women freeing themselves from the yoke of society at the time." Seeing that he had her attention, he leaned forward and said, "Some of them didn't even wear bras, they burned them. That was such a scandal at the time. Good girls wore solid white bras that were made of a material that I swear was strong enough to stop bullets. The bad girls grew their hair long, stuck flowers in their hair, went without bras, and actually had sex with men before they got married. Women discovered that they had a right to enjoy sex." "It was a time of great change. Music changed from the rock and roll of the fifties to acid rock of the sixties. Protests ran rampant as young people felt that it was necessary to change society for the better. Men decided that they didn't have to march off to war just because they were ordered to go. Then there was the whole free love concept. Make love, not war." Harry laughed and leaned back in his chair. With a wink, he said, "I did like the making love part way too much. I was young, the women were beautiful, and a lot of them were willing. What can I say? I traveled about sampling any and all that were willing to be sampled." Dolly giggled at the characterization of himself as some sort of sex explorer. It had been a long time since she had her experience with Eric. A stray thought made her wonder how Harry was in bed. She shook her head trying to clear it of the thought. "Those were the days of communes, where people lived together and tried to make extended families. Most of them had some stupid philosophy about living off the land or communing with nature. They failed. They didn't understand the true nature of nature. It's a whole lot harder to grow food than most people think." Harry patted his stomach, forgetting for the moment that it had been years since he had a potbelly. He sighed and then said, "Those kids should have talked to a farmer." Dolly asked, "So what happened?" "Well, folks grew up. They kept some of the good ideas from those days, dropped some of the bad ideas, and became businessmen. You still find a few free spirits from those days in places like flower shops," said Harry with a wink. He commented, "You'll recognize the women from back then who kept many of their ideals. They wear denim dresses, blue jeans, or overalls. A few wear lace shirts or T-shirts. Of course, most of them go without bras. Some of them still have long hair even though it doesn't always look that good when the hair has turned gray." The woman he described sounded exactly like her boss at the flower shop. Dolly stared at Harry wondering if he knew her. She was going to say something to that effect, when Harry said, "I think you stand a good chance of meeting one of them while working as a florist. It might be good for you. It would give you the opportunity to learn about stuff like free love, communes, peace, and love." While Harry telling stories about free love and flower children, Lilly was next door with Eric learning about love. When Janet had taken the sisters shopping after their visit with Cindy, they had bought very feminine underwear and sexy clothes. The plain white cotton panties and utilitarian bras had been exchanged for French Cut panties and matching lace bras. Cindy had been right when she said that dressing sexy would make her feel sexier. At the moment she wasn't wearing anything and that felt even sexier. Lilly had never experienced anything like this before. The make out sessions with Eric had heated up the past few weeks. They would kiss and she would get weak in the knees, her nipples would get hard, and her lower region would get wet. The previous night, she had let him touch her breasts and the result had been electric. Tonight, she had removed her shirt to provide easier access to her breasts. Once she started undressing, she never stopped. Eric had kissed every inch of skin that she exposed. It had felt so good that she just kept removing clothes until she ran out of clothes to remove. Eric kissed her nipple and she grabbed his head holding it place. She was willing to stay like that for hours, but when his hand slipped between her legs she realized that there were other places that she wanted him to kiss. Her cunt was hot and steaming, aching for attention. She started to push his head in that direction and he took the hint. When his tongue parted her lower lips, she gasped at the incredible sensations it created. Who knew that there was a direct line from down there to the brain? She had experienced only a single orgasm in her life and that was when Kelly had healed her. That felt good, but the waves of pleasure that crashed through her made that entire experience pale. She screamed as the orgasm took her by surprise. After that, things became a blur as she lived in a haze of continuous orgasms, each of them was small but they overwhelmed her in the frequency with which they hit her. After too many of them, she cried out, "Enough. I can't take anymore." Eric backed off and went to lie beside her. His cock hurt from the time spent erect and all he wanted was relief, but he was smart enough not to ask for it. She reached out to him and ran her hand over his body appreciating the warm feel of it. Her hand encountered his erect cock. Fondling it, she was surprised when it erupted all over her hand. She sat up and looked at the organ she held in her hand. Her feelings were very different than when she had held Wong's cock in her hand. This one she wanted to touch, wanted to hold, and wanted to admire. In a trance, she leaned over and took his organ in her mouth expecting to feel the same sense of revulsion felt in the past. His warm member wasn't disgusting and wasn't battering at her throat threatening to choke her. It tasted like him and that was good. Even his come tasted good to her. She licked his cock and was surprised when it started to stiffen up again. She kissed the head, claiming it for her own. She lifted her head off it and said, "I never thought I would like this. Can I keep it?" Eric chuckled and answered, "It's all yours." She returned to kissing it and then swallowed it. When he ran his hand through her hair, she knew that her attention to his cock was getting to him. It even seemed to swell even more. She was enjoying the sense of control that she had over him. With a lick here and a lick there, he tensed up as his excitement grew. A moment of pause and he slowly came down. She worked him up to the verge of orgasm and kept him at that point for a while. He groaned, "You can stop now. If you keep on, I'll be coming in your mouth." Making him come in her mouth sounded like a perfectly delightful experience to her. She felt that would make him hers and stepped up her efforts. It wasn't long before her mouth filled with his come. She swallowed not thinking that there was anything else she could do with his come. Wong would have twisted her nipple off for spilling a drop of his precious fluid. Despite the horrible memories, Lilly enjoyed taking the essence of Eric into her body. Two hours later, Lilly staggered over to her house on legs that didn't want to support her weight. Never had anyone suggested that sex could be that good. Reaching the front door, she looked back to the house next door and thought about returning for another round of sex. She knew that she should have been home an hour ago. Taking a deep breath, she opened the door and entered. Harry took one look at Lilly and knew beyond a shadow of a doubt where she had been and what she had been doing. Dolly recognized that slightly wild look on Lilly's face and knew that Eric had done his magic to her. Lilly froze, surprised to see everyone staring at her. She feared that they would know what she had just been doing. Then she realized that she didn't care if they did know. She was going to ask if Eric could spend the night with her on occasion. The silence in the room was broken by Dolly when she said, "Welcome home little sister. It looks like you found something that agreed with you." Harry said, "You look positively radiant, my young friend. I take it you have discovered love." "Yes, I have and I'll never let go of it," replied Lilly. "I imagine that you'll be pestering us to let the young man visit here on a regular basis," remarked Paul watching as Lilly shifted nervously from foot to foot. "Probably she'll want him to spend the night," added Jeff with a smile. "I guess we'll just have to say that it is okay, other wise she'll spend most of her nights next door," said Paul. Seeing the shocked look on her face, he asked, "Does that meet with your approval, Lilly?" "Uh, yes. Thanks," replied Lilly feeling embarrassed at having this discussion with three men that she had come to view as fathers. She glanced at Dolly in time to receive a reassuring smile. Satisfied with what he had learned on this visit, Harry stood and looked around the room at everyone there. Grabbing his staff, he walked over to the door with a smile. Turning to face everyone, he said, "As much as I love a happy ending. There is one thing that I love even more." Surprised by the statement, Lilly asked the logical question, "What is better than a happy ending?" Smiling at her, Harry said, "I love happy beginnings. Each of you is about to embark upon new adventures, adventures of pleasure. From the smiles that I see here, I can tell that it's truly a happy beginning." Lilly went over to Harry and hugged him with tears in her eyes. Dolly followed her sister and hugged Harry in her turn. The man was dear to them both. The three men took turns shaking his hand feeling as if they were saying farewell. Of course, with Harry one never knew if or when he would crop up again. At the door, Harry turned to face everyone and said, "I bid you farewell, my friends. You have lives to live. I wish you luck on your new beginnings." Lilly and Dolly stood at the door holding their arms around each other. The three men stood behind the sisters. Feeling as though it would be the last time they would see him, they were quiet as they watched Harry walked down the street. Harry had touched five lives and changed them. Lilly looked at the house next door and corrected the count realizing that six lives had been touched. About halfway down the block, Harry kicked up his heels and shouted, "I'm so good!"