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Celeste and crew:

I'd like to submit this story for your review.  It's rather long and
is "unfinished" in that I keep finding new stuff to add.  It's a
"collection" of stories which sort of run into each other.

Your honest review and opinion would be greatly appreciated!  Oh, be
gentle... :-)

Rob Morton

This story may not be reproduced in any form for profit without the
written permission of the author.  This story may be freely
distributed with this notice attached.  The author may be contacted at
rkhaan@ix.netcom.com.

(post 3 of 4)

ETIENNE:  DREAMING OF THINGS TO COME

Part V, Chapter Two

Devon breathed a contented sigh as Ellie's mouth covered his erection
with the liquid warmth he enjoyed so much.  The heat of her body
against him, the firm yet gentle pressure of her tongue on his glans
and the musky odor of her femininity combined to complete the euphoric
state of mind he'd settled into.

Ellie so enjoyed giving her brother this type of pleasure.  There was
something magical and satisfying about the feel of his cock in her
throat and hearing his moans of delight as she suckled him.  Holding
only the head of his shaft between her lips, Ellie's tongue traced
lazy patterns across one particular spot, causing Devon to arch his
back in response which, in turn, slid more of him into her hungry
mouth.

Taking a deep breath, Ellie took him deep into her throat until the
tip of her nose rested on Devon hair-covered pubic bone.  As expected,
she could feel the tremors racing along the length of his shaft as it
grew slightly thicker.  Ellie backed off just enough to keep Devon
buried in her mouth while moving to a kneeling position beside him.

Devon took full advantage of Ellie's change in position, reaching over
and grabbing the leg closest to him before she could settle in and
continue.  As he guided her leg across his body, the pungent, heady
aroma of Ellie's sex flooded Devon's senses as he positioned her over
his mouth.  Ellie grunted
in protest at this change in plans; however, she didn't offer much
resistance.

Which was just fine with Devon.  Parting her moist labia with his
lips, he found her clitoris, sucking it into his mouth with a loud
slurping sound.  Her mouth filled with his hardness, Ellie moaned at
the sensuous contact, giving them both quite a thrill.

Devon ate at her lustily, leaving no part of her tender sex untouched.
Her juices, a bit more tangy than usual, coated his face as Ellie
slowly fucked his mouth.  He reached up to spread her firm, smooth
bottom to expose the puckered ring of her anus.  Extending his tongue,
Devon teased the orifice for only a moment before plunging his tongue
into her well-lubricated slit.

*   *   *

Kendra watched the action from her hiding place in her parent's
closet, her heart pounding.  It had taken the youngster a while to get
up the courage to pull such a stunt; however, her curiosity had
finally gotten the best of her.

For as long as she could remember, Kendra had wondered about the many
sounds which came from her parents' bedroom.  Once, while playing in
her room, she heard the sounds coming from the living room in the
middle of the day!  When she went to investigate the moans,  groans,
and laughter, she found her parents sitting together smiling at each
other.  Even to her young mind, she knew something had taken place
before her arrival - she just didn't know what.

So, she came up with a plan to find out.  Announcing she was going to
bed early, the intrepid nine-year-old went in the direction of her
room.  After making sure no one was following her, she ducked into
their bedroom, going straight for the closet.  Once inside and safely
concealed in a dark corner,
Kendra sat quietly and waited.

She didn't have long to wait.  Kendra heard their footsteps as they
entered the room, their voices just low enough for her not to make out
what they were saying.  A rustle of clothes being removed told the
youngster they were getting ready for bed.

Excitement flowed through Kendra as she heard her mother say something
about her father's hands feeling good.  The sound of the bed creaking
was followed closely by a lot of smacking and sucking sounds; Kendra
could hear her father sighing, as he often did when he was feeling
good about something.

As quietly as she could, Kendra made her way to the front of the
closet, sliding the door open just enough to allow her an unobstructed
view of the bed - and almost gasped aloud at the sight which greeted
her.  With her eyes already accustomed to the darkness, Kendra could
clearly see her mother
putting her mouth on her father's 'thing'!  And, oh, boy, it was
really big!  Much bigger than the other times she'd ever seen it!

Kendra felt warm and tingly as she watched her mother sit on her
father's face.  From the happy look on her mother's face, Kendra
guessed it really felt good, although she couldn't quite figure out
why her father wasn't being smothered.

The young spy was having a difficult time sitting still as the scene
continued to unfold.  Kendra jumped as her mother let out a loud cry,
saying 'yes' to something over and over.  Kendra watched with a
mixture of excitement and confusion as her mother rolled off to one
side, breathing heavily.  Watching her father get to his knees, Kendra
felt suddenly weak as she caught a glimpse of the gigantic 'thing'
bobbing between her father's legs, wondering what was going to happen
next.

Her confusion deepened as her dad crawled between her mother's open
legs, which he held high and wide before laying down on top and moving
up and down.  What was happening now?

*   *   *

Devon grunted as he slid into his sister, feeling his swollen member
seating itself firmly against her pubis.  Slowly, he fucked into her,
relishing the feel of her slippery sheath clasping him.  He looked
down at Ellie, smiling at the look of bliss etched into her lovely
features.

"Oh, it feels so nice," cooed Ellie, raising her hips in time to meet
his urgent thrusts.  "Fill me, darling, give me your hot cock!"

"Hey, I aim to please, dearest," Devon responded.  He punctuated his
statement by driving fully into her, his sac slapping against her
buttocks.

"YES!  God, yes!  Give it to me hard, Dev!  Slam it to me!"

Devon repeated the deep thrust, the impact causing the entire bed to
shake.  He could feel the building pressure in his testicles as they
tightened in preparation to deliver their payload of love.

"I'm not going to last much longer," he declared, his movements
increasing within Ellie.

"Shit, I don't want you to last.  Cream me - give it to me!"

Devon felt his body tense as the indescribable feeling crept up his
spine, raising the hairs on the back of his neck.  For a moment, time
stopped as he teetered on the edge.

"Oh, shit!  Oh, damn!" Devon gave into the sensation as he spilled
into Ellie, the sticky fluid splashing against her sensitive walls.
Devon continued his erratic thrusts into Ellie as their juices
combined to make the perfect lubricant.  Spent, he collapsed onto his
sister, feeling her warm kisses on his neck and ears.

Wrapping her arms around the love of her life, Ellie held Devon close,
feeling his manhood shrinking inside her and his seed slowly seeping
from her.  Ellie was about to voice her appreciation when she heard a
sound.

"Dev?  What was that?"

Exhausted and drained, Devon could barely lift his head.  "What was
what?"

"I heard a noise - sounds like it's coming from the closet."

*   *   *

Kendra felt funny, like she was going to faint.  In a moment of
confusion, she fell backwards, knocking over a tennis racket.  The
sound of the racket crashing to the floor froze her in place - she
knew her parents heard it.  Ice-cold panic quickly displaced the warm,
fuzzy feelings as she heard
someone get up and walk in the direction of the closet.

The door slid quickly open and Kendra was greeted with a close-up view
of her father's naked body, his 'thing' once again small and covered
with white goo.  Kendra held her breath as her father looked past her
to the back of the closet, now wishing she hadn't been so foolish.

Devon was about to close the door when he spotted the overturned
racket - and the nine-year-old sitting next to it.

"I think I found the noise you heard," Devon announced while motioning
for Kendra to step out of her hiding place.

Ellie turned onto her stomach - and saw her daughter standing next to
Devon, clearly afraid.  Looking closer, she could see Kendra's flushed
complexion and realized the very young lady had been hiding in the
closet during their lovemaking.

"My, my!  What do we have here?"

Devon led Kendra over to the bed and sat down.  Moving to the side
just a bit, he pointed to a spot between himself and Ellie.  After a
moment of hesitation, Kendra sat between her parents.

"Looks like to me we had a spectator," Devon said.

"So it would seem.  Honey, what were you doing in there?"

Kendra's face burned hot with embarrassment, so much she wished to be
anywhere except sitting here.

"Kendra?  Your mother asked you a question."

Knowing she could no longer avoid answering, Kendra tried to swallow
the lump in her throat.

"I, um, wanted to, um, know why you and Daddy made those funny
sounds."

Barely able to stifle a laugh, Devon looked at his sister, who was
hiding her face in the sheet, her body shaking with laughter.  Devon
reached over and pulled the sheet away.

"C'mon, El," his tone now serious.  "We have to address this and
there's no better time than now."

Ellie propped herself up on an elbow, wiping tears from her eyes.
"Yes, you're right," she finally replied, after taking a few seconds
to compose herself.

For a very long moment, Devon sat looking at his daughter, drinking in
her budding beauty.  Her brown hair, braided into tight rows, hung to
her shoulders; light brown eyes set into an oval face the complexion
of coffee (extra cream, thank you) peered into his with uncertainty.
Under the full-length nightgown, Devon knew, was a nicely developing
body.  His mind touched on the memory of her smooth, hairless pussy,
feeling a rush of excitement course through him.

Kendra shifted uncomfortably on the bed under her father's suddenly
intense gaze.  The way he was looking at her made her feel... good, in
a funny way.  At first, she was scared and nervous; then a little
angry when Mom and Dad started laughing at her question.  Now, for
some reason she didn't understand, the fear and anger went away.

Devon waited a few more seconds for Kendra to relax - and to keep his
erection from becoming more apparent.  Finally, he spoke.

"You know that your mother and I love you very much, right?"  Kendra
nodded - just loved it when her parents showed their affection.

"Okay.  Well, we also love each other very much.  Tell me, how many
ways can you think of to show someone you love them?"  Kendra's face
became a study in concentration - you could almost see her young mind
working on an answer.

"Well, there are hugs and kisses - and stuff for your birthday and
Christmas."

"A good answer, Kendra.  So, let's talk about hugs and kisses for a
moment, okay?"

"Okay."

"There are times when we want to show you how much we love you, we'll
give you a kiss or a hug - sometimes both.  When your mother and I
want to show each other how much we love each other, we'll hug and
kiss, too."

Kendra didn't have much of a problem with this and said so.  "You and
Mom are always hugging and kissing."

Ellie laughed softly.  "There are times, my darling daughter, when we
want to show our love in other ways.  You've seen us cuddling and
holding hands?  Well, we often show love by touching each other."

A light went on in Kendra's mind, suddenly putting two and two
together.   Gathering her courage, she asked a question.

"Were you and Dad having sex?"

Devon answered.  "Yes.  How do you know about it?"

"I heard Melissa Hargrove talking about it.  She said it was nasty."

"Well, Melissa was wrong, dear.  Sex is not nasty or dirty.  It is a
special way for people to show love for each other."

"May I ask a question?"

"You most certainly may."

"If having sex shows how much you love someone, why don't you have sex
with me?  Don't you love me?"

Devon reached over and wrapped his arms around Kendra.  "Oh, baby,
your mother and I love you very much!"

Even though Kendra knew this was true, she held her ground.  "Then how
come you don't?"

"It's not as easy as that," Ellie said.  "There are some things you
just aren't ready to deal with yet - and a lot of things you don't
understand."

Kendra frowned.  "May I ask another question?"

"Go right ahead."

"Does having sex make you happy?  When I was in the closet, you looked
happy."

"Yes, darling, having sex makes me very happy."

"Then I want to be very happy, too."

"Kendra, honey, there are so many things you have to learn first."

"Then teach me."

Devon looked at his daughter and felt his erection returning.

"Honey, this is a pretty big step to take.  Are you sure this is what
you want?"

"You told me it's your job to make me happy.  You told me that you
love me very much."

"I do."

"Then I'm confused; if you are telling the truth, then you should show
me your love like you do with Mom."

Ellie leaned over and said, "She's got you there, Dev."

Devon could only nod - it wasn't hard for him to see Kendra's point.
"There is something you have to know before anything happens."

"Like what?"

"People don't think that mothers and fathers should show love to their
children by having sex with them."

"Why?"

"It's a little hard to explain, but I'll do my best.  Do you remember
the story on the news a little while ago, about the man who got
arrested for something he did with his son?"

"That child abuse thing?"

"Yes.  There are laws in our country which say if a grown-up has sex
with a child, he or she can go to jail."

"Mrs.  Mitchell was talking about that in school last week.  Is this
the same thing?"

Ellie said, "It depends on who you're talking to.  Your father and I
don't see it that way.  Neither does your grandfather and grandmother
or your aunt Kymber."

"Why?"

"We are a family and families should always show their love for each
other in every way they can."

"You've told me this before.  It's stupid for families not to love
each other."

"Well," Devon began, "there are people who think that families who
love each other should be punished."

"Another question?"

"Go ahead."

"When you were growing up, did you love your family like this?"

"Yes, we did."

"Did you think it was wrong?"

"Never.  I love my sister very much."

"Did you have sex with her, too?"

"All the time.  In fact, I still do."

Kendra was confused.  "Where is your sister?  I don't remember ever
seeing her."

Ellie spoke up.  "I'm right here, sweetheart."

Kendra's eyes went wide, looking first at her mother then snapping
around to look at her father.  "But, you're my mother...  Wait a
minute."

Devon looked over at Ellie.  "I think she's beginning to understand."

Ellie smiled back.  "I always said she was a smart girl."

Kendra's mind was a whirlwind of thought as the implication solidified
in her mind.  "Does Grandmom and Granddad know?"

"Who do you think taught us?"

The room grew quiet as Kendra thought things through.  Well, as much
as her young mind could, anyway.  "May I be excused now?  I have a lot
of thinking to do."

"Before you go," said Devon, "may I ask you a question?"

"Uh huh."

"Does this bother you?"

"I don't know.  I love you and Mom very much and I want you to love
me."

"And we want to you to love us, just as much as we want to love you.
But, like I said, it's a pretty big step to take."


Part V, Chapter Three

Kendra stood and stretched; even though the hour had grown late, she
wasn't in the least bit tired.  She wasn't sure if she understood
everything her parents had told her so far; somehow, though, Kendra
knew they were telling her the truth.

"Mom, Dad, I'm sorry to be so much trouble, but I have to ask another
question, if I may."

"Honey," Ellie said, "you can ask all the questions you want.  We'll
do our best to answer them all."

"We can't let anyone know how much we love each other, can we?"

"Sadly, no.  The truth is society just doesn't understand things the
way we do."

Kendra looked over at her parents, taking in their nakedness.  She
couldn't help but notice her father's penis, which had grown large
again.  Nor could she deny the feelings the sight of it stirred within
her.  She watched as her mother stood and walked to the bathroom,
noting the size of her breasts and the way her body curved in certain
places.

"Dad?"

"Yes, honey?"

"When I grow up, will I look like Mom?"

Devon had also gotten to his feet.  He smiled and said, "I certainly
hope so!  You're growing into a beautiful young lady."

"Dad, will you love me forever?"  Kendra just couldn't take her eyes
off her father's body.  Was it getting warmer in the room?

"Forever and ever!"

Kendra turned at the sound of the toilet flushing.  A moment later,
Ellie returned.  As she approached, Kendra got a good look at the
thatch of hair covering her mother's secret place.   Absently, her
hand went to her own place, which she knew didn't have hair - yet.

"Mom?  Will you love me forever, too?"

"Of course I will, love!  With all of my heart."  Ellie looked over at
Devon, who just shrugged.  There was something significant about these
questions; however, he had no idea where they were going.

"I love you both very much and I want to make you happy."

"We love you, too, honey - your happiness is all that matters to us."

The room got even warmer as Kendra made a decision, pulling her
nightgown over her head and letting it drop to the floor.  Her body
was tingling all over, especially between her legs.  On legs she
suddenly didn't trust, Kendra crossed the short distance between
herself and her parents.

"Then I want you to make me happy and to love me."

Kendra reached out and wrapped her arms around her father, feeling the
warmth of his body surround her.  Being tall for her age, Devon's
penis rested against her chest - she could feel it growing between
them.  Turning to her mother, she repeated the embrace.  The musky
scent of her mother's place
reached her and she found it exciting.  Releasing her hold, Kendra
climbed onto the bed.

"Teach me how to love you the way you love each other."

Devon and Ellie looked at each other before looking at their daughter.
She looked so vulnerable and innocent as she offered herself to them.
And knew what had to be done.  As their parents had taught them, love
was to be shared, without shame or deception.  And, they both knew,
this was the moment they were waiting for.  They also knew it had to
be Kendra's choice, for love should never be forced.  Devon and Ellie
took places on either side of their daughter.

Kendra could feel her blood pounding through her body as first her
father, then her mother kissed her gently on each cheek.

"Are you sure this is what you want, love?" asked Devon, feeling the
surge of love flowing through him as well.

"Yes, I'm sure.  I want you to love me."

"Then you will be loved, my darling," said Ellie.

"What should I do?"

"Whatever comes to you.  In love, everything is okay."

Devon lowered his head, letting his tongue flick out and over the
still-forming buds on Kendra's chest, the touch sending jolts of
excitement through her.

"That tickles!," she said, as her mother joined in, gently sucking on
the other nipple.

"Yeah, feels nice, doesn't it?"

"It sure does!"

Kendra gave in to the many sensations, allowing herself to be carried
away by the moment.  While her parents explored her body, Kendra let
her hands roam freely over theirs.  Smooth hardness on one side
contrasted sharply against the silky softness on the other as her
hands touched everything within their reach.  Was it hot in here, or
what!

Devon worked his way down Kendra's body until he reached her
nearly-hairless sex, noticing the fine hairs which were beginning to
sprout.  Gently, he parted her legs and let his tongue slide between
the sweet flesh until it reached the small bud of her clitoris.  The
results were electric!

Kendra had been sucking on the nipple Ellie had offered her, bringing
back pleasant memories of her, ahem, younger days as an infant when
she felt the first touch of her father's mouth.  His kisses 'down
there' were really heating up the room when his tongue slid wetly
across a certain spot when the
world exploded in her head.

"Oh!" she exclaimed as the nipple fell from her hungry lips, her back
arching upwards in response.  "What was that?"

Ellie kissed her on the ear and whispered, "Just your father loving
you.  How does it feel?"

As Devon continued to lick her clitoris, Kendra was caught in a
mixture of emotions - answering her mother's question suddenly became
a difficult thing to do.  Kendra wrapped her arms tightly around her
mother and held on for dear life.

Devon was lost in lapping up the sweet offerings of his daughter's
pussy as he inserted his tongue into her.  Glancing upwards, he saw
the look of total surprise cross the youngster's face as she held on
to her mother, who was stroking her lightly and whispering calming
words into her ear.  Seeing that
all was well, he returned to his licking and sucking, lifting Kendra's
legs higher to expose more of her.

Ellie was beginning to feel left out.  She managed to escape Kendra's
grasp and positioned herself until her brother's manhood was directly
in front of her.  Ellie closed her mouth around the spongy glans and
sucked hard

Kendra felt a moment of disappointment as her mother moved away.
Looking down, she could see her father's penis disappearing into
Ellie's mouth, which made her father suck harder and faster on her
rapidly overheating center.  Turning her head, she looked right into
her mother's sex, hidden behind a mass of curly hair.  With her only
free hand - the other was now full of her father's hair, Kendra
reached up and slid her fingers into the tangle of hair, finding it
very wet and very hot.  Gathering more courage, Kendra searched around
the wetness, letting her fingers explore every inch.  A chain-reaction
of events was taking place:  As Devon ate Kendra, she worked her hand
faster
between Ellie's legs.  In turn, Ellie was enticed into gobbling down
more of Devon's shaft, which accelerated his efforts between Kendra's
legs.

As with all good things, this one was quickly coming to the end.  For
Kendra, the world just went crazy as something broke loose inside of
her.  Unknowingly, she jammed her rather small hand into Ellie's
vagina up to her wrist, setting off an intense orgasm within the older
woman.  As Ellie got
washed away, flooding Kendra's hand with hot juices, she sucked harder
on Devon's swollen glans.  A twitch, and she soon tasted the warm
stickiness of his seed as he thrust into her mouth.

For a long moment, they lay very still, each one lost in their own
feelings.  Ellie reached down and removed Kendra's hand from her wet
orifice before sitting up.  Looking over at her brother, she could see
him recovering, his chest heaving as he sucked in long, deep breaths.
Turning her attention to Kendra, she placed a hand on her tummy,
feeling the muscles trembling slightly.

"Kendra, honey?"

Kendra's eyes were partially closed - her lips parted slightly.  For a
moment, she didn't respond and Ellie became worried.  As she touched
her face, Ellie was surprised to find it wet with tears.

"Kendra?"

"Hmm?"

Relieved, Ellie asked, "Are you okay, honey?"

"Hmm?"

Devon had joined Ellie by their daughter's side, exchanging worried
looks - until Kendra smiled.

"Hi, Dad.  Hi, Mom.  Where are we?"  Kendra raised her head and tried
to focus her eyes onto her surroundings.  Finding it made her dizzy,
she let Ellie cradle her head, snuggling up to the warmth of her
mother's body.

"You're in our bedroom - do you remember what happened?"

"Hmm?" came the sleepy reply.

"Guess not," replied Devon.

Ellie looked into the now-sleeping face of her daughter.  "Let her
sleep - we'll talk to her in the morning."

Yawning, Devon agreed.  With their loving daughter between them, Devon
and Ellie drifted off into a peaceful sleep.


Part V, Chapter Four

Kendra had never felt so warm and comfortable before in her young
life.  Visions of warm summer days floated through her mind; she knew
she was so very happy.  Everything was so right in the world!

Her pleasant thoughts were rudely interrupted by a loud noise, causing
her to open her eyes.  Yawning, she tried to stretch, only to find
herself unable to move.  Still a little disoriented, it took her a few
seconds to realize where she was, where the noise was coming from -
and why she couldn't move!  Fully opening her eyes, blinking against
the ray of sunlight peeking into the room, she looked into her
mother's sleeping face.  If her mother was here, then the noise she
heard must be...

Reaching out, her hand came in contact with her father's hardness,
throbbing gently against his stomach.  He grunted something Kendra
couldn't make out and shifted slightly at her touch.  Realization
dawned on her as the memories of the previous night returned with full
force.

"They loved me," she whispered, feeling a soothing calm embrace her.
Turning her head, she looked at her mother - and found her looking
back at her!

"Good morning, little one!  How are you?"

"Fine, thank you.  I slept like a log.  Did we...?"

"We most certainly did, sweetie.  Did you enjoy yourself?"

"Yes, I did.  But..."

"But what?"

"Was that all there is to it?"  Deep inside, Kendra hoped there would
be much more.

"Oh, yes!  There's so much we have to show you - but you can't learn
it all at one time!"

Kendra smiled happily.  "I can't wait to learn more!"

Ellie got a deliciously evil thought at that moment.  Keeping her
voice low, she whispered "You ready for lesson number two?"  She
looked over at her sleeping brother and smiled.

Kendra followed her mother's gaze, coming to rest on Devon's erection.
To a nine-year-old, it appeared impossibly huge.  She looked back at
her mother with a questioning look, not really knowing what to do.

Ellie could see the doubt on the youngster's face and gave her a hint
by sliding a finger  in and out of her mouth.

Kendra's eyes went wide - was her mother kidding?  How was she
supposed to get that huge snake into her mouth?  Still, she loved
challenges...  Slowly, Kendra moved towards her sleeping father, eyes
focused on her objective until her face was just mere inches away.
She stole a look back at Ellie, who nodded and smiled.

Taking a deep breath, Kendra examined her victim... uh, father
closely, fascinated at the length and thickness of him.  Ringed with
large veins, it throbbed like it had a life of its own.  Licking her
lips - and taking one last look at her mother, Kendra allowed her pink
tongue to extend and touch the beautifully sculpted crown of his
penis.  Withdrawing, she sampled Devon's somewhat tangy taste and,
finding it pleasant, bent once again.  Carefully, she took him into
her small hand, marveling at the way it felt - smooth, yet hard.

As she shifted her position slightly she squeezed the shaft, causing a
clear drop of... something to appear at the tip.  Kendra looked toward
her mother, who helped her by opening her mouth and closing it on the
tip of her finger and sucking until the tip of her finger appeared.
Trembling with anticipation - and a bit of fear, Kendra captured the
pulsing glans, closing her tiny mouth around it.  She sucked gently
and the salty drops coated her tongue.  Finding them rather tasty she
swirled her tongue around, searching for more drops.

Devon moaned slightly and, unknowingly, shifted his position.  The
movement slid a full inch of cock into Kendra's mouth, triggering her
gag reflex for a moment and filling her mouth with saliva that ran in
rivulets down the shaft.

Ellie held her breath when seeing Kendra's moment of distress.
Although it looked as if the youngster had things under control, she
flashed her an "OK" and relaxed when Kendra nodded in return.
Sticking out her tongue, Ellie made circling motions with it against
the tip of her finger.

Kendra was beginning to understand how this was done.  Emboldened by
her success so far, she let her tongue flow over her father's
cockhead, delighted in the taste and feel.  A bit braver still, she
tried to imitate the bobbing motion she saw her mother use last night.
Oh, yeah, this was much better -
and easier, too - than trying to hold it in her mouth.  Slowly
increasing her speed, Kendra lost herself in her task.  She learned if
she pushed the skin up along the shaft, more of those tasty drops
would appear.

Devon was dreaming - or at least he thought so.  In his dream, full
sensuous lips were surrounding his penis, giving him incredible
pleasure.  He smiled, relaxing to enjoy the special treat his dream
was giving him...

Ellie's smile matched Devon's as she watched her little girl enjoying
herself.  She was gaining confidence, her actions becoming bolder and
sure.  It wouldn't take very long now.

Kendra's tongue poked and prodded the tiny slit she discovered for a
few seconds before running along the ridges of the crown.  She found a
curiously flat spot, where the ridges met and ran her tongue over it,
feeling Devon's shaft jerk in her hand.

"Did I do that?" she asked herself and did it again.  This time, the
elongated snake jerked twice, dumping more of the delicious stuff onto
her tongue.

In his dream, Devon was close to spilling his seed into that wonderful
mouth.  He reached down and cupped his hands around the face of the
dream person pleasing him.  He wanted to thrust into that face but he
didn't want to ruin the glorious feelings.  Any moment, now - oh, God,
this was feeling so good!

Ellie could see - and Kendra could feel - Devon's cock pulsing
strongly with each passing second as the youngster continued to probe
the flat spot continuously.  Ellie looked past Kendra's fist, noting
how tight Devon's sac had become.

Devon felt himself right on the edge of orgasm, the incredibly
delicious feeling building inside him.  They raced along his nerve
endings, crossing a certain threshold.  Devon began to wake up as the
orgasmic tide continued to swell.  Of their own volition, his eyes
opened; he looked down and saw... 

The sight of Kendra's face full of throbbing maleness, coupled with
the onrushing force of ejaculation kicked Devon right over the edge.

"Kenny?" he managed to say before the intense feeling overtook him.
He hit the wall hard as his seed flowed into her hot mouth.

"Oh, SHIT!!"

Kendra was in over her head as the hot, sticky liquid quickly filled
her mouth, spilling out over her lips, down the exposed shaft and onto
her hand.  "This new stuff has a stronger taste," she thought while
trying to hold onto the jerking snake in her hand.  She grabbed on
with both hands as Devon
continued to empty himself.

Devon was locked in the stasis grip of his orgasm/ejaculation.  He
couldn't think, couldn't move - all he could do was pump sperm into
his daughter's mouth until, finally, he was released from the
paralysis, drained and, yes, sated.

Kendra rose to a sitting position, covered with goo.  It was all over
her hands and face - and it felt wonderful!

While Devon struggled with trying to figure out what was going on,
Ellie moved next to Kendra and began to lick the cooling seed from her
daughter's face.  Scooping up a small bit of it, Ellie slipped her
tongue between Kendra's lips, giving the exhausted youngster some of
the fruits of her labors.

Kendra felt her mother's tongue inside her mouth along with the gobbet
of sticky stuff.  Still very new at all of this, she awkwardly
returned Ellie's kiss, feeling the stuff sliding down her throat.

"Are you okay, baby?"

"I'm fine - did I do it right?"

Ellie looked over at the blank look on Devon's face before looking
back at Kendra.  "I think you did just fine, baby.  I also think your
father knows you really do love him - even if he doesn't know where he
is right now!"

Mother and daughter laughed as they made their way into the bathroom,
leaving Devon in the bed wondering what he missed.


Part V, Chapter Five

"She did what?"  Lorne managed to ask between peals of laughter.

"You heard me, Dad," Devon said, his face darkening.  "I thought I was
dreaming and when I woke up, I saw Kendra sucking away on me like it
was nobody's business."

"You know Ellie put her up to it, don't you?"

"Yeah, I figured as much.  You know what the surprising part was?"

"What?"

"She was incredible.  Dad, I'm telling you, she handled it like an old
pro."  Devon looked thoughtful for a moment before adding, "Well,
maybe not like an old pro, but she didn't do bad for her first time."

Lorne watched his son with undisguised amusement; the younger man was
obviously beside himself in disbelief.  He was also aware of a feeling
of pride swelling in his heart, seeing Devon carrying on the family
tradition.

"Well, son, I'm glad to see things are starting to work out for you.
Where's Kenny now?"

"Upstairs with Mom, El and Eti, I think, probably talking about me - I
think my ears feel a little warm."

Lorne chuckled again.  "Hey, don't look to me for sympathy!"

Devon smiled sheepishly.  "I didn't really expect any."

"Glad to hear it.  How's the house coming along?"

*   *   *

Kendra lay next to Etienne, paying close attention to what her great
aunt was saying, not daring to even blink lest she miss something.

"...then you spread these open, like so and - there's what you're
looking for."

Kendra watched in utter fascination as Eti spread Kymber's labia,
exposing her clitoris.  On the other side of Kymber, Ellie watched
passively.

Kymber, however, was just on the other side of heaven, enjoying being
the 'practice dummy' for the youngest member of the family.  So far,
she'd been kissed, licked and nibbled by both Eti and Ellie, no part
of her upper body was left untouched.  And, of course, after being
shown what to do, young
Kendra had to practice.  Her nipples still tingled after a
particularly energetic sucking from Kenny.

"What do I do next?" Kendra asked, clearly enjoying this class in
loving.

"Oh, that's easy, sweetheart," Eti answered.  "You use your tongue
like this..."  Eti lowered her mouth to Kymber's waiting flesh, using
her tongue to paint a wide, wet stripe the entire length of her slit,
then lightly caressing the exposed head of her clitoris with just the
tip.

Kymber shivered at the raspy feel of Eti's tongue, sighing with
contentment.  She felt the evasive muscle at her entrance, probing
gently and she tried to capture it - to no avail.  Kymber knew this to
be very valuable for Kendra's sake - but damn!  Etienne's teasing was
driving her insane.

"Now, you try it," Eti instructed, switching places with Kendra.

Kendra moved into position and, as instructed, lifted Kymber's knees
and spread them.  Next, her fingers searched through the thicket of
auburn hair until she found what she was looking for and with renewed
confidence, opened her aunt's outer labia.

"Hey!  You were right!  It's right where you said it would be!"

The three older women bit back their laughter.

"Of course it is, honey," Ellie said.  "My mother wouldn't lie to
you."

Licking her lips, Kendra proceeded to the next part of the test.
Lowering her mouth, she let her tongue paint a swatch of saliva from
the bottom of Kymber's slit to the top of her clitoris, pausing to
flutter her tongue across the head.

For Kymber, it was one lick too many, for her barely contained lust
escaped the cage she was holding it in.  As Kendra continue to lick
and tease, Kymber looked at Ellie and used her head to call her.  When
Ellie leaned forward, Kymber surprised her by suddenly reaching up and
locking their lips together.  Instinctively, Ellie returned the kiss
as she melted into the older woman's arms.

Etienne watched the scene, also surprised at the suddenness of
Kymber's movement.  "Well, Kenny," she said while moving to a position
just behind the youngster.  "It looks like you've started something.
Eti used her hands to move Kendra's legs until she was on her knees.
Turning onto her back into the desired position, Etienne helped
herself to Kendra's young flesh, using her moist tongue as an artist
would use a paintbrush.

Meanwhile, Kymber's lust raged out of control as she lavished hot, wet
kissed on each of Ellie's erect nipples while rubbing her niece's clit
furiously.

"Oh, yes," Ellie moaned.  "Oh, right there, Kymmie.  Do it, oh, do
it!"  Her own lust rapidly catching up to her, Ellie changed one
source of pleasure for another, straddling the older woman's face and
lowering her pussy onto her mouth.

"Oh, shit yes!  Now that's more like it!"  Ellie cried out delightedly
as her aunt brought her talented mouth to bear on her heated flesh.
Ellie looked down at her daughter, who was giving it the old college
try.  "Eat her, baby, show Kymmie how much you love her!"

Like Kendra really needed the extra encouragement!  Etienne's tongue
in her hot pussy, combined with the dizzying taste, feel and scent of
Kymber's cunt was proving to be more than she could deal with at one
time.  Not experienced with being able to concentrate on more than one
thing at a time, Kendra abandoned her grandmother's soaking wet
snatch, feeling the wetness left on her face.

No problem there, though.  Ellie quickly took her daughter's place
between Kymber's legs, determined to give as good as she was getting -
and then some.

Kendra shook with the electric feeling of Eti's tongue probing her
insides.  Unable to remain in the sitting position any longer, Kendra
fell forward - and right into the biggest clit (that was the word for
it, wasn't it?) she'd seen yet, knowing she just had to 'practice' on
it as well.  After Etienne assisted
her by spreading her legs wide, Kendra captured the giant-sized clit,
shocked at the size and feel of it.  It filled her mouth, hot and fat
- this was so much fun!

*   *   *

"So you figured out how to get the computer to turn the lights on and
off after all!"  Lorne asked before taking another sip of his drink.

"Yeah, it took a while..."  Devon stopped in mid-sentence.

"What's wrong, son?" Lorne asked, instantly alert.

"Nothing, I think.  You know, they've been up there an awful long
time."

"What's your point?"

"Don't you think we should check on them or something?"

"You're kidding, right?  Stop worrying about Kenny; I'm sure they're
filling her head with all kinds of good things."

*   *   *

Kendra felt the first hot spurts of her grandmother's juices splash
onto her tongue; the taste surprising her - but not as much as the
sheer volume of stuff that just seem to keep pouring from just above
the Eti's gaping slit.  It just kept coming as Kendra lifted her head.
Beneath her, Etienne shook wildly as the orgasmic storm pounded her.

"Ah, ah!" Eti gasped, burying her face as far as she could get it
between Kendra's legs.  Latching onto the rather small bud of
clitoris, Eti sucked - hard.

A bomb went off inside of Kendra as her first female-induced orgasm
ripped through her. "Oh, my! Grandmom?  It's happening..."  Another
explosion tore its way through the helpless youngster as Eti continue
to suck the twitching finger of flesh.  Drained and feeling wasted,
Kendra collapsed onto Etienne, holding on for dear life as she
succumbed to the little death.

*   *   *

"So what do you think they're doing?"

"Who cares, Dev?  What's with you anyway?"

"I guess I'm being a little overprotective, Dad."

"I have no idea why; your daughter is in good hands."

*   *   *

Kymber had polished off Ellie in no time flat - who said you lose
something when you get older - searching for another body to ravage.
She didn't have to look far.  Emerald green eyes locked on Kendra's
prone form - it was time for a little payback, wouldn't you say?

The object of Kymber's lust had just about recovered from the most
intense feeling she'd ever had, which was really saying something,
since she had only felt this feeling one time before.  Feeling the bed
dip slightly, Kendra looked up just in time to see her other
grandmother dive into her overheated
sex.  Raw, intense sensations bit at her nerve endings as Kymber's
tongue pierced her young slit, a kaleidoscope of colors racing through
her head.  Unable to resist, Kendra surrendered to Kymber's
unwavering, relentless attention.

"Ooooh, what the hell was that?" Ellie sat up, shaking her head to
clear the cobwebs.  She didn't have a chance to find out, however.
Armed with a gigantic strap-on dildo, Etienne was on her before she
knew it.  Ellie cried out more in surprise than pain as the oversized
implement tore into her, filling her beyond anything she'd felt since
giving birth to Kenny.

"Oh, shit - NO!!" she screamed as Eti withdrew and impaled her
daughter with the unyielding rubberized cock.

"Oh, yes, my love!  This is a little something I've been saving just
for you!"  Eti grinned evilly as she punished Ellie's slit with short,
savage strokes.  "How do you like it, love?"

"Christ, it's huge!" Ellie managed to say as her body was rocked once
again with the force of her mother's urgent thrusts.

"I thought you'd like it, babe," Etienne said.

This wasn't an ordinary marital aid!  Eti's own sheath was filled with
a slightly smaller version of the implement she was using on her
daughter.  Each time she surged into Ellie, the motion shoved the
dildo buried in her a little deeper.  To add to the user's pleasure,
there was a series of rubber fingers,
positioned just right to provide exquisite pleasure to the wearer's
clitoris.

*   *   *

Lorne looked in the direction of the stairs leading upstairs then
glanced at his watch.

"They have been up there for a while, haven't they?"

"That's what I was saying an hour ago."

Lorne shrugged.  "Let's give them a few more minutes - the we'll go
check on them.  Maybe they're taking a nap or something."

"Or something," agreed Devon.

*   *   *

Etienne slowly withdrew the dildo from Ellie, satisfied her daughter
wouldn't be waking up any time sooner.  Her own passions were just
about to give out; between the mini-dildo inside her, the rubber
fingers against her clit, and the unbridled joy in fucking her darling
daughter into oblivion, Eti was
ready to take a nap herself - but not before she got to use her little
toy on Kymber.

Kymber was quite unaware of the 'danger' approaching from the rear.
Her entire attention was focused on sucking the last dregs of
girl-juice from her granddaughter.  Getting to her knees, Kymber
leaned forward to kiss Kendra tenderly.

"Hey, babe - you okay?"

Kendra opened her eyes just long enough to answer.  "Yes, thank you,
I'm fine.  Dinner was good."  Her eyes closed again as she drifted off
to sleep.

Kymber laughed softly as she gathered herself onto her knees, moving
to one side as not to awaken the sated youngster.  Just in time to
feel the 12-inch long, 4-inch thick dildo bludgeon its way into her.

"Hi there, my darling step-mother; I've been waiting for you!"

"Ugh!" Kymber grunted as the humongous tool pulled out and slammed
into her again.  She felt her sister/daughter get a firm grip on her
shapely hips to hold her steady - and to keep Kymber from escaping.

"Damn it!  I don't know where you got that from, but keep it going,
darling.  Ream me with it!"

"Oh, you can count on it, dearest," Etienne answered, her voice low
and husky.

*   *   *

"Okay, I've had just about enough of waiting!  I'm going up there!"
Devon launched himself out of his chair, heading for the staircase.

"Devon!  Hold up!"  Lorne almost tripped over his own chair attempting
to catch up with his impatient son.

Being younger and, hence, faster, Devon made it up the steps, taking
them three at a time, stopping at the top.  Looking left then right,
he tried to determine where the women were.  On a hunch, Devon headed
towards his old bedroom - with his father right behind him.

*   *   *

Etienne looked down at the perspiration-drenched form of her
step-mother, taking extra care in removing the mini-dildo from her
tender orifice.  Even semi-conscious, Kymber's prone form continued to
twitch in response as her final orgasm cascaded through her.  Nodding
to herself and feeling quite satisfied with a job well done, Eti
placed the impressive implement on the floor next to the bed before
curling up next to the closest warm body, falling instantly asleep.

*   *   *

Lorne caught up with Devon just as he reached the door of his former
room.  "I wouldn't go in there," he warned.

"Why not?  Is there something going on you're not telling me?"

Lorne held up his hands defensively.  "No, no.  Of course not, son."

"Then there's no reason why I shouldn't go in."

Lorne had to think about that for a moment before answering.  "No, I
suppose not."

"I didn't think so."

Devon turned the doorknob and gave it a little push, the door opening
soundlessly.  Peering around the doorjamb and looking to the left, he
didn't see anything out of the ordinary, so he poked his head further
into the room, looking to the right.

Behind him, Lorne whispered, "What is it?  What do you see?"

Devon stepped fully into the room, followed by his father, who
followed his gaze.

"Will you look at this?" Devon whispered.

"Oh, my goodness," breathed Lorne.  "What the hell happened in here?"

Father and son looked in total disbelief at the women of the Williams
family, all peacefully sleeping with their bodies interlaced with one
another.

"I'll be damned if I know, Dad," Devon admitted, noticing his daughter
nestled like a spoon against his mother, thumb in mouth, sound asleep.
And totally naked, just like his mother, aunt, and sister.

Lorne scratched his head.  "Whatever it was, it must have really been
something - it's a shame we missed it."

As he crossed to the night stand to turn off the light, Devon's foot
brushed against something.  "Hey, look at this!"  He bent over and
picked up the object, holding it up for his father to see.

"Jesus!"  Lorne exclaimed, taking the monster dildo from Devon.  "What
in the world is this?"

Devon had made his way back to his father's side.  "I've got a better
question.  Who used it on whom?"  He frowned for a moment before his
eyes went wide with alarm.

Lorne saw the look - he was thinking the same thing.  "I'm sure they
didn't..." he started.

"Lord, I hope not!" Devon hissed, going over to Kendra's sleeping
form.  Gently, he opened her legs, looking for any signs of blood and
finding none.  Gingerly, he inserted a finger into her.

Kendra smiled and said, "Yummy.  More please."

Lorne and Devon exchanged mystified looks, both wondering what she was
dreaming.

Devon's finger continued to probe his daughter's tight orifice until
he came in contact with her hymen.  Finding it intact, he withdrew his
finger, noticing it was slick with girl stuff.

He motioned for his father to follow him out of the room.  Once safely
in the hallway, Devon first sniffed then sucked the juices from his
finger.

"Well, that thing wasn't used on her, but she's had herself one hell
of an evening."

Lorne nodded in agreement.  "I can't wait to hear about this in the
morning."


Part V, Chapter Six

"Will you please sit still!"

Kendra winced under her mother's sharp tone, willing herself to sit
patiently while Ellie finished with her hair.

"I can't help it," she complained.  "I'm a little nervous."

Ellie inserted an amber-colored bead, putting the finishing touch on
the last braid.  "I know this is a big event for you, but it's nothing
to get wired over."

Kendra turned and looked at her mother.  "I'm a few hours away from
becoming a woman and you think it's nothing to be wired about?"

Ellie regarded the 13-year-old with a mixture of pride and amusement.
She and Devon had agreed the day after the all-girl orgy on waiting a
while before Kendra would be allowed to officially give up her
virginity.  The decision was met with a great deal of disappointment,
however.  Ellie remembered how much Kendra had protested all too well.

*   *   *

"But, Mom!  I'm ready for it!"  Twelve years old, going on thirty,
Kendra stomped across the room, flopping down on Devon's recliner.

"I'm sure you really believe that, Kenny.  The bad news is I don't
agree with you."

"You're being unreasonable."

Ellie hated when Kendra got like this.  "I am not being unreasonable.
In fact, it's more reasonable than you can imagine."

"I have to have him inside me - I need to feel my father's cock inside
me."

A bit of a filthy mouth, too, it would seem.

"And I want you to have him - it's all he talks about anymore.  But,
you're not old enough for the implant."

"Oh, that again."

"Yes, that - again.  Your father and I feel it would be better for you
to wait until you've had the contraceptive implant done.  This way,
you can go for what you know without ever having to worry about having
children at your age."

"It didn't seem to stop you.  I remember you telling me you were 16
when you had me."

Ellie knew where this was going - they've had this argument monthly
for the last three years.

"Your grandfather hadn't invented it then - and you know it."  She
made a point of tapping the bracelet worn on her left wrist. 

"Sometime I think Granddad invented it just to frustrate me."

Ellie rolled her eyes heavenward.  "Kendra, please.  Try to look at it
from our point."

Kendra didn't have one problem understanding her mother's point.  In
fact, she actually agreed with it - better to be safe than sorry.
This was just Kendra's way of pushing the situation, hoping to get
under her mother's skin just enough to allow her to join with her
father.

"I know where you stand.  I have to be 13 to legally have the implant
and I won't be 13 for another three months."

"Then why do we have to keep going through this?"

"I might get lucky and you'll change your mind."  Kendra flashed her
mother an impish smile.

"Fat chance, young lady.  Nice try, though.  Now, let's get ready for
dinner."

"Oh, all right."

*   *   *

It seemed to Kendra the three months lasted three years.  She glanced
down at the gold and silver bracelet on her left wrist.  Born from
Lorne's genetic scanner technology, the bracelet was the only visible
part of the contraceptive device.  Implanted under the skin of her
forearm, just above her wrist, a receiving device had been placed -
the bracelet was the transmitter.  Attuned precisely to her genetic
structure, the transmitter sent a coded signal to the receiver which
prevented her from becoming pregnant.  If pregnancy was desired after
implantation, all the wearer had to do was remove the bracelet and
place it in a special box which cut off the signal.  Since no two
genetic patterns were exactly alike, each bracelet had its own unique
signal.

Kendra didn't quite understand how it worked, even though her
grandfather and father explained it to her a few times.  She knew the
bracelet represented a breakthrough of major proportions to the
medical community, as well as making her grandfather an extremely
wealthy man; however, to Kendra it meant the fulfillment of a
life-long desire.

"When will Dad be home?"

Ellie looked at the wall clock.  "In about forty-five minutes.  You'd
better go get ready."

Kendra nodded and headed for her bedroom.  Once inside, she stood in
front of the mirror as she undressed.  Pulling her shirt over her head
exposed her breasts, taking note of her nipples which were already
erect in anticipation.  Frowning, she remembered her father liked her
mother's large, pendulous breasts; immediately, she worried about
whether or not he'd find hers attractive.

"I'm sure he'll like them - he spends a lot of time looking at them,"
she assured herself.  Satisfied, her gaze when down her flat tummy to
the nest of light brown hair surrounding her mons.

"A little too bushy," she said aloud.  Opening a drawer, Kendra
withdrew a pair of scissors. Soon the room was filled with the slight
sound of hair being cut as she trimmed the excess hair.  After a few
well-placed snips, Kendra was finally satisfied with the results.
Checking the clock by the bed, Kendra saw she only had twenty minutes
to get ready.

After making sure her braids were covered, Kendra stepped into the
shower spray.  The hot water soothed and relaxed her tense body.
Grabbing the body shampoo, Kendra quickly worked up a luxurious
lather; within minutes, she was clean and refreshed.  Stepping from
the warmth of the shower into the relative coolness of the bathroom
sent a delicious chill through her, further hardening
her nipples.

Kendra quickly dried herself.  After remembering to hang up the damp
towel, she rushed into her room, looking at the clock.

She muttered a curse; "I've only got ten minutes left!"  Kendra was in
the process of spraying her favorite perfume on her when a soft chime
sounded - the intercom her father had installed a couple of years ago
when she had fractured her ankle after falling out of a tree.

"Kenny?"

"Yes, Mom - I'm here."

"Your father's home."

"I'm almost ready."

Ellie could tell her daughter had been rushing to complete her
preparation.  Serves her right for taking too long in the shower!

"Take your time, honey; he just went upstairs and should be in the
bathroom even as we speak."

"Does he suspect anything?"  Kendra was counting on taking her father
completely by surprise.

"Not a thing."

"Mom, thanks."

"For what?"

"For everything."

"Enjoy yourself, darling."

"I will, believe me!"

Kendra could hear her mother's soft laughter just before the intercom
clicked off.  Another glance at the clock told her she had about five
extra minutes.  Crossing to her closet, she reached inside to retrieve
the package containing the teddy nightgown she'd bought for this
special night.

Removing it from the box, Kendra held it up to the light, hoping her
father would like its sea-green color.  More, she really hoped he
loved what the teddy contained!

The silk-and-lace garment felt deliciously cool against her skin.
Turning, she made one final check.  Hair braided in her customary
corn-rows, no make-up, just a hint of perfume.  Perfect.  Turning out
the light, she went to fulfill her destiny.

*   *   *

Devon felt human once again after his shower, glad to have the dried
perspiration and dirt off and down the drain.  With some luck, his
parents would enjoy the new shrubbery for years to come.  He sat on
the edge of the bed taking a moment to view the spectacular sunset.

"I am one lucky man.  Can it ever get any better than this?" he said
aloud, stretching out on the bed.  The sun had disappeared in a blaze
of gold and orange, along with the prettiest shade of violet he'd ever
seen.

"Yes," he repeated.  "A lucky man."  Smiling at his good fortune,
Devon closed his eyes for some much needed rest.  Or so he thought.

Kendra stood before the closed door trying to calm herself - to no
avail.  Instead of knocking, she walked away, silently cursing her
foolishness.

"It's not like I've never been here before.  It's not like we've never
done anything, so why am I nervous?"

"Because," she said, answering her own question, "tonight we play for
keeps."  Having settled matters with herself, Kendra returned to the
door, knocking on it with conviction.

"Come in."

Kendra took another moment to make sure everything was perfect before
entering the room, which was in total darkness.  The anxious young
woman was momentarily blinded during the transition from the light in
the hallway to the darkness of the room.

Devon, however, was completely acclimated to the darkness.  "Hi,
Kenny!  What can I do for you, honey?"

With her eyes slowly adjusting, Kendra moved in the direction of her
father's voice.  "There's something we need to discuss if you have the
time."

Devon felt the fatigue fall away at her announcement; anything which
concerned Kenny required his undivided attention.  For example, he
noticed Kendra wasn't in her usual nighttime attire - especially since
it wasn't bed time.

"Come on over, sit, and let's talk," he said, patting a spot next to
him on the bed.

Her heart pounding, Kendra sat next to him.

"That's a lovely outfit you've got on - is it new?"

"Yes - I've never worn it before."

"You look good in it.  What's on your mind?"

Kendra's mind picked that precise moment to draw a blank.

"Kenny?"

"Huh?"

"You said you wanted to talk, so talk!"

"Um, well, I love you very much."

"Thanks, hon.  I love you, too."

"We've had a lot of fun together and you've taught me a great deal
about love."

"You're too kind, darling."

Kendra frowned; this wasn't going the way she planned.  Didn't he
notice her perfume or the way the teddy showed off her breasts in such
an enticing way?

"Was there something else you wanted to say, dear?"

Frustration began to set in, making Kendra feel as if she were five
again.  Okay.  So much for the coy approach.  Looking into her
father's eyes (or in the general direction, anyway), she said, "I just
have one other thing to say."

It was all Devon could do to keep from laughing hysterically.  Somehow
he managed long enough to say, "What's that."

Kendra held out her left arm in response.

"Hey, you've been implanted!  Congratulations!  You know what that
means, don't you?"

"No, what?" Kendra's deepening frustration was beginning to show.

Devon sat forward until his nose was mere centimeters from Kendra's.
"It means, my love, I am going to eat you alive and love you like
you've never been loved before."  Cupping Kendra's face in his hands,
Devon kissed his daughter deeply.

Kendra melted into his embrace, his tongue reawakening her desire to
become one with him.  His hands, cool against her rapidly heating
flesh, missed nothing as he fondled Kendra through the flimsy material
of the negligee.

Devon broke the kiss, looking into Kendra's eyes for only a moment
before untying the silken cord holding things in place.

"You are so lovely," he whispered.  "I've been waiting for this moment
for a very long time."

Kendra's only response was to moan softly as Devon opened the gossamer
strands of her nightie, exposing her breasts.  Soft, fluttering kisses
lips trailed lusty fire along her neck while his fingers toyed with
hard, sensitive nipples.

Devon pressed his daughter onto her back before continuing, inhaling
the scent of baby-soft skin at her throat.

"Oh, yes.  This is so nice," he muttered, lowering his mouth to
capture an erect nipple, nipping it with his teeth.  All Kendra could
do was submit to her father's energy as one nipple, then the other,
received lavish attention, heighten her lust and fueling her desire.

"More, please give me more," Kendra purred.

"Whatever you wish, my lady."  Standing, Devon removed his briefs
freeing his manhood, pausing for a moment for Kendra to take in the
sight.

"Yeah," she cooed.  "That's what I want.  Give it to me, Daddy."

"Oh, no!  Did you think it would be that easy?"

"Please, don't tease me."

Devon laughed softly as he removed the nearly invisible panties.  "I'm
not through with you yet," he teased, moving to cover her mons with
his mouth, his talented tongue expertly cleaving her labia to flutter
against her clitoris.

Kendra's back arched at the contact, her back arching.  "You bastard!"
she shrieked, grabbing two hands full of curly hair to hold him
against her center.  "Eat me, you fucker!  Eat my pussy!" 

Devon smiled - he just loved it when she got like this.  It never
failed to excite him and this time wasn't any different.  He sucked
Kenny's clit savagely as the young woman continue to curse him,
humping her pussy against his face.

"Go, go, go," she chanted as an orgasm wormed its way along her nerve
endings.  "One more, damn it, gimme another.  Work it, Daddy!"

Devon's passions were fired and running at full throttle.  He slipped
a finger inside her, feeling her slick juices coat it.  He let it
linger for a few second as he continued to torture her clitoris.

"Oh, no you don't!  Get that finger out of there!  I only want one
thing inside me tonight!"

The hotter she got, the more filthy her mouth became.  What an
interesting transformation for someone normally quiet and reserved!
Devon let his finger hang out for one more second before plunging it
into her anus.

"SHIT, YES!"

Yeah, Kendra was clearly over the edge and having big fun, Devon
thought, as he slid into her tight orifice up to the second knuckle.
Without giving her a chance to adjust, he pistoned the invading digit
into her savagely several times before removing it.

"Play time is over, little girl," he growled, forcing her legs open
with his hands.  "Your ass is mine!"

A chill went through Kendra at his words as she felt her father's
hands slide under her buttocks, lifting her.

"Daddy, no..." she protested weakly - and not meaning it one damned
bit.  Tiny jolts of ecstasy coursed through her as she felt the first
touches of his swollen glans.

"Too late, baby; I gotta do you - I just gotta love you."

"Do it, then."  Kendra held her breath as the pressure against her
opening increased.  The young woman shuddered as the spongy head
passed into her, coming to rest against her cherry.

"Come on, you bastard; don't make me wait for it."

Devon smiled evilly.  "Whatever you say."

A white-hot bolt of pain tore through Kendra as Devon plowed into her,
easily shredding the overmatched membrane.  With nothing to stand in
his way, Devon filled his daughter with hot, hard man-meat, feeling
his balls slap against her ass.

Devon held Kendra, kissing away the tears which flowed freely down her
face, not knowing if they were caused by his entrance or her happiness
- or both.

"Hey, hey," he said softly.  "You okay?"

Kendra looked at him through tear-filled eyes.  "What did you stop
for?  You're not done yet."

"That's all I needed to hear," Devon said - and proceeded to pound the
living hell out of Kendra, fucking into her with short, hard strokes
and setting off a series of erotic explosions inside her body.  The
pain quickly became a distant memory, being as replaced by a soothing
sense of fullness as Devon
stretched her wide and deep.

"How do you like it?  Is it what you thought it would be?"

"I never thought it could be like this."

"Kenny?"

"Hmm?"

"I love you so very much."  Four rapid thrusts pinned Kendra in place
as Devon's urgency grew.

"I love you, too, Daddy," she moaned feeling his cock beginning to
swell inside of her.  Kendra could feel his movements getting short
and faster.

"DAMN IT ALL TO HELL!" The curse exploded from his lips just as the
first strong spurt of semen jetted from him to coat her once-virginal
sheath.

"Oh, shit - I can feel it!" Kendra was off in her own world as her
father continued to spill his love inside her.  The final wave was
beginning to crest inside her and Kendra rode it, reveling the high it
gave her.

"Oh, no, oh, shit, OH FUCK!"  Kendra was a screaming, gyrating demon
as she crashed and burned with lust, the orgasmic riptide carrying her
off.  She struggled against the darkness which had appeared at the
edge of her consciousness as wave after wave of pleasure inundated her
senses.

Devon continued to fuck into Kendra's spasming flesh, feeling spurt
after spurt of girl-juice flowing from her.  "Geez," he thought.  "Is
she ever gonna stop?"

Kendra continue to buck against him as the intense feelings took their
toll on her, overloaded already overtaxed senses.  Her motions became
weaker and erratic until, finally, she collapsed.

Devon looked down at the unconscious woman's perspiration drenched
face, smiling.  As he pulled his shrinking member from the tight grip
of her vagina, Devon couldn't help from feeling good and satisfied.
He got out of the bed, going into the bathroom.  Closing the door, he
flipped on the light and examined his cock.  After running the water,
he wiped away the blood-streak remnants of semen.  Grabbing another
washcloth, he soaked it before returning to the bed.

Devon hesitated for a moment to take a good look at his daughter.
Even though she was out like the proverbial light - she always did it
when a particularly good orgasm got the better of her - Devon could
see Kendra had turned out to be a very lovely young woman.  Counting
himself amongst the luckiest of men, he applied the cool cloth to
Kendra's overheated body.

The cool water did its job, reviving the exhausted woman.  Kendra's
eyes fluttered open and she smiled.

"I did it again, huh?"

Taking her hands in his, Devon said, "Looks like it, babe.  How do you
feel?"

"Good.  Happy.  Sore.  God, you are one huge man!"

"No, I'm not - it just feels that way now.  Don't worry, you'll get
used to it soon enough."

Devon placed the washcloth on the table beside him before joining
Kendra on the bed.  He kissed her softly several times while stroking
her face.

"Daddy?"

"Yeah, Kenny?"

"Thank you for loving me."

"Thanks for letting me love you, darling.  Now, get some rest."

"'Kay," she muttered before drifting off to sleep.

After making sure Kendra was comfortable, Devon went to find Ellie.

Sitting in the kitchen, Ellie heard Devon's approach and greeted him
with a huge smile.

"You must have really done a number on her," she said after hugging
and kissing her brother.  "I could hear her all the way down here."

"Yeah, it was pretty wild," Devon admitted, taking a seat next to his
sister.  "You know, that girl have a very filthy mouth."

"Don't I know it!"

"I wonder where she picked up that bad habit," Devon mused while
casting a sideways glance at Ellie.

"Not from me," Ellie said - unconvincingly at that.

"Come on, El.  Let's use Kenny's room and get some sleep."

"Right behind you!"

Hand in hand, they climbed the stairs, stopping to check on Kendra who
was sleeping peacefully.

As they snuggled in Kendra's bed, Ellie said, "You've created a
monster, you know."

"Have I?"

"Just wait and see."


Part V, Chapter Seven

Pressure, friction, motion, anxiety, calm.  One moment, fullness, the
next, emptiness.  Kendra experienced all these sensations as the hard
penis invaded her body again, restoring the feeling of fullness.  She
held her breath as her weight nearly doubled, pressed into the firm
but yielding mattress as the man above her increased his movement
inside her.  Wet, slurping sounds mingled with their breathing adding
their special arousal factors to the heavy, heady scents generated
during lovemaking.

Kenny sighed with contentment as the thick, hard cock filled her
completely, feeling the engorged head collide with the entrance of her
womb as the man's mouth captured an erect nipple, sending another
pleasurable sensation through her to be added to those already
present.  The young woman added her own movements to those of the man,
thrusting her hips upward to meet his, causing him to grunt in
appreciation.

The man's strokes were getting longer and faster, the force of his
body meeting hers caused her full breasts to move in perfect
counterpoint to his thrusts.  Kendra lifted her shapely legs higher,
to give the man greater access to her sweltering sex.  Her senses were
becoming overloaded, her body
literally rebounding from the bedding, only to be met by the man's
savage thrusts, their bodies slapping together wetly.

More friction, the woman felt more heat as she felt a very familiar
tingling.  A deep thrust by the man, causing the tingling to increase
twofold.  Another long, deep, thrust - the feeling quadrupled and her
eyes closed tightly in anticipation of what was to happen next. 

The man's strokes, once sure and steady, were becoming erratic as his
thick tool grew larger inside her.  Her own sex was already
contracting sporadically, sending rippling waves of moist flesh
against the smooth hardness inside her.  A white hot, intense
explosion ripped through her, causing her inner muscles to clamp down
tightly on the invading shaft.  Darkness also clamped down on her, her
breathing barely noticeable.  Then she felt the first spurts of the
man's seed, hot and sticky inside her.  Kendra floated on the edge of
consciousness as the man hammered his spurting cock into her as if he
could get further into her body.  The frantic pounding sensation
triggered another release somewhere deep inside her, further pushing
down the veil of darkness, causing her to shake as if electrocuted.

Another contraction, another splash of juices to mix with his as,
finally, the intensity began to subside, leaving her with a drained,
tingly feeling.  The man's last spurts of semen flowed into her as he
collapsed against her, breathing heavily.

"You know, " she said, her voice cracking slightly, "For an old man,
you ain't half bad."

The man propped himself up on one elbow, looking down at her smiling
face.  Laughing, he replied, "Seems you didn't think I was so old just
a few moments ago."

"A few moments ago, I wouldn't have cared if the earth opened and
swallowed me whole."  Kendra looked over at her grandfather with deep
love and affection.

"You were wonderful, Granddad; everything they said you were and them
some."

"Aw, it 'twas nothing!"  Lorne leaned across the short distance
between them and kissed Kendra while tweaking her still-erect nipple.

"Mmm," she moaned.  "Better watch yourself, old guy; don't start
something you can't finish."

"Not very damned likely, little girl," Lorne replied, running his
hands along the curves of her body.  "You're good, but you're not that
good."

"I see you wanna find out the hard way," Kendra responded, moving
slowly toward him..

Lorne refused to back down.  "You'd better bring friends because
you're going to need them to save your young ass."

Kendra sat across Lorne feeling her passion renewing at his challenge,
biding her time for just the right moment.  Lorne relaxed and she made
her move, swiftly capturing his penis with her mouth, swirling her
tongue around the sensitive knob as fast and as hard as she could.

Lorne went from being completely relaxed to total rigidity, his raw
nerve endings screaming in protest.  His hands went to her bobbing
head in an attempt to remove the source, just as Kendra relaxed her
throat and swallowed him whole.  Instantly, the fiery sensations
vanished - only to be replaced by the luxurious feeling of his cock
swelling in the deep recesses of her mouth.

"Oh, it's gonna be like that, huh?  Granddaughter, you just bit off
more than you can chew."

Kendra ignored the seemingly empty threat; what could he possibly do?
Satisfied that Lorne was bluffing, she continued to suck him, savoring
the unique flavor of pussy-flavored dick.  Working her way back to the
tip of his shaft, Kendra once again teased his knob with her tongue
while massaging his thickening shaft with her hand.

Lorne settled into the moment, loving the feel of Kenny's soft, wet
mouth on his flesh.  For long moments, he watched his granddaughter
loving his cock as it disappeared into her mouth.  He looked up from
the intoxicating scene taking place between his legs and nodded in
apparent approval.

Kendra looked up at her grandfather just as he nodded, feeling a great
deal of pride and pleasure at his acknowledgment of her skills.
Taking a breath, Kendra took Lorne deeper into her throat...

And felt the incredible impact of a steel-hard penis driving into her
from behind.  Shock and surprise registered on her face as she lost
her hold on Lorne's phallus.

"Pick on my father, will you?"  Devon's voice made Kendra realized she
had been set up from the very beginning.

"Didn't I teach you to respect your elders, Little One?  No?  Well,
this is the price you have to pay."

Lorne's low, lusty laugh reached her unbelieving ears.  "Son, your
timing is perfect, as always.  Shall we teach this little vixen of
yours some proper manners?"

Devon grunted as he drove into his daughter.  "Why the hell not?"
Grabbing two hands full of young, sweet ass, he removed his cock from
her reawakened pussy, holding her firmly in place while Lorne shifted
his position under her.  Devon reached down with one hand and massaged
his father's penis, stopping long enough to give the head a generous
dollop of saliva before positioning it at the entrance of Kendra's
cunt.

"Ready?" Devon asked his father, who responded by nodded.

"No!" Kendra screamed.  "What are you..."

"Shut up, woman," Lorne said with a viciousness he really didn't feel.
He did, however, know of her fondness for hot, raunchy,
no-holds-barred sex.  Although not his preferred methods, he played
his role to perfection.

With an arm around her waist to prevent escape, Devon guided Kendra's
quivering center onto his father's cock.  Then, using his hands on her
shoulders, Devon sat her down - hard.

Kendra gasped at the sudden penetration, her breath releasing in one
long hiss.  She looked down at her grandfather with lust-filled eyes.

"You think I can't handle this?  Old man, you're dead wrong!"  To
prove her point, Kendra began to ride his maleness, slamming her
buttocks down hard.  She let a curse fall from her lips as the knob of
Lorne's cock rammed into her womb.

"Oh, shit, yes!  I love this fucking thing!"

Her father's voice appeared in her ear.  "Then you'll like this even
better!"

Without warning, the crown of his penis pressed against the opening of
her anus.  As the bulbous head passed into her, Devon grunted with the
effort.  The ultra-slick lubricant did its job well as Devon continued
his passage into her back hole, grimacing at the incredibly tight
feeling as Kendra's sphincter vainly tried to deny him access to her
nether regions.

With two hot erections filling her, Kendra was stunned into silence,
her mind frantically trying to concentrate on the two sensations
assaulting her - and failing.  All she could do was hold on for dear
life as the tag-team effort continued against her.

"Damn, Dad," Devon exclaimed, "I can feel your cock against mine - it
feels so fucking good!"

Lost in the dual sensations, Lorne decided to let his body do his
talking.  Father and son had fallen into a steady, comfortable rhythm;
now it was time to put some shit into the game.  Lines of
concentration creased his forehead as Lorne increased his strokes
inside Kendra, feeling Devon's thickness through the thin membrane
separating them.  Quickly, they fell out of time, each man pounding
into Kendra at will.

"Damn it!  Oh, fuck!  You're tearing me apart!"  Not surprising,
neither man deigned to answer her pleas - not that Kenny expected one,
each lost in the all-encompassing grip of passion.

The friction was becoming unbearable as precious lubricating fluids
were whisked away by the invading phalluses; Kendra felt as if her
body were on fire.  In an act of what could be called desperation,
Kendra did the only thing she could do.  With a massive effort, she
willed her battered muscles to clamp down, trapping father and son
within her.  The sudden pressure against their cocks was enough to
launch them straight over the precipice.

Devon felt his manhood expand suddenly, pressing hard against the
veined dagger under him.  "Damn!" he cursed.  "Not now!"  Past the
point of no return, Devon flooded Kendra's anal cavity with his seed.

Lorne felt his son's meat swell, felt the strong pulses against his
own swollen member.  He released pearly love into Kendra in great
spurts, his body shaking with the effort.

"Oh, yeah!  That's what I'm talking about!  Fill her, Dev!  Fill your
daughter's hot ass!"

The room was filled with grunts and groans of agony/ecstacy as the men
continued to feed Kendra's body with their sperm.  Not to be left out,
Kendra had reached her limit right after they began to ejaculate,
washing their thrice-joined bodies with a little liquid of her own.

Exhausted and sore, Devon withdrew from Kendra's rectal prison,
allowing the spent young woman to collapse onto Lorne's chest.  On his
knees behind Kendra, Devon could see his father's cock still deeply
imbedded in her pussy, long streams of semen flowing along the exposed
portion of his shaft.  Leaning forward, Devon greedily lapped up the
offering, feeling a rush of exhilaration as the musky tastes flowed
across his tongue.

Lorne asked, "Well, Kenny, what did you think?"

When she didn't answer, Devon said, "Kendra?"  Moving around to his
right, he peered into Kendra's face.

Kendra's face was wet with tears and her mouth was open slightly.
Devon reached up and stroked her tangled hair before looking at his
father.

"Out?" Lorne asked.

"Like a light." Devon confirmed.  "She really enjoys herself, doesn't
she?"

With a little help from Devon, Lorne freed himself from Kendra, laying
her down in a spot which wasn't too wet with the juices their love had
wrought.

"She does, at that.  You were right when you said she'd enjoy this."
Devon nodded in agreement.

"I'm worried about something, though," Lorne continued as he stood and
stretched like a cat.

"What's that, Dad?"

"She likes it rough and raunchy; did you teach her this?"

"No way, Dad - it surprised me and El, too.  Maybe this is her way of
expressing those things she doesn't when she's not being made love
to."

Lorne looked thoughtful.  "I suppose you're right, son; normally, you
can't get her to say two words at the same time."

Devon's soft laugh filled the room as he joined his father.  "Maybe
she saves it all up for moments like this."

"Hey, she's your daughter - live with it!"

"You know it.  How 'bout something to drink?  I don't know about you,
but all this loving makes me thirsty!"

"You're on."  Reaching the door, he turned to take one last look at
the incredibly sexy young woman on his bed.  Kendra had curled up on
her side, sleeping the sleep of the innocent.


Part V, Chapter Eight

Joined together in love and happiness, life for the Williams family
couldn't be better.  Kendra grew into a fine young woman, taking every
opportunity to add to her already impressive store of knowledge in the
subjects of loving and living, often to the chagrin of anyone foolish
enough to tangle with her.  She seemed to be insatiable, making love
with a gusto no one expected of her.

Once everyone decided Kendra's behavior was simply her way of
expression, it made making love with her easier to understand.  Devon
and Ellie were concerned her wild, lusty behavior was some sort of
rebellion against their chosen lifestyle, so they asked her about it.

"Rebelling?  Against what?" came the exasperated answer.  "Mom, Dad, I
couldn't be any happier!  Whatever gave you an idea like that?"

Devon had the audacity to look sheepish.  "Um, honey, it's just, shit
- how can I say this without sounding insulting?"

"Just say it, Dad."

"When you make love, you're, ah..."

Kendra smiled and finished the sentence for her father.  "'Wild' is a
good word."

Relaxing, Devon looked at Ellie with obvious relief.  "Yeah, I suppose
it is at that."

"You two worry too much.  After all, you made me this way."

This time Ellie jumped in.  "We did what?"

Kendra turned to look at her mother, love softening her already soft
expression.  "Mother, what have you and Dad been teaching me all my
life?  To live life with gusto, right?  Well, I choose to express the
gusto part of it when I'm making love with my family."

Kendra's parents just looked at each other, realizing she was right.

"I hope we didn't offend you, darling; we were just a little
concerned."

"No offense taken!  May I be excused?  I'm supposed to pick Adam up in
20 minutes."

A moment of silence passed as Devon looked from Kendra to Ellie and
back to Kendra.

"'Adam?'  Who is Adam?"

Kendra looked directly at her mother.  "Mom, you didn't tell him about
Adam?  You promised!"

It was Ellie's turn to look sheepish.  "Oh, hell! I knew there was
something I forgot to tell you."

"So it would seem, woman.  So, who's Adam?"

"Adam is a guy I met at school - he plays in the band.  He's really
nice and I agreed to go out with him."

Alarms began to sound off inside Devon's head.  With a coolness he
didn't feel, he asked, "Are you sure you want to do that?"

Mother and daughter looked at Devon curiously.

"Is there a reason why I shouldn't?"

"Think about it for a moment."

Kendra made a show of thinking.  After a second or so, she threw her
arms up.  "Okay, I'll bite.  Why shouldn't I go out with Adam?"

Ellie was the first to get Devon's point.  "Your father's concerned he
may discover our 'little secret.'" Devon confirmed with a nod; until
now, they hadn't had to deal with this situation before...

Kendra sat down as her mother's words sunk in.  "You know," she
finally said after a moment.  "It never occurred to me.  What should I
do?  I really like him!"

"Kenny, darling, I'm not saying you can't go out with him.  I'm not
even saying you can't make love with him.  I just feel you should be
careful.  If our family has a weakness, it is the 'fear' of
discovery."

"Even today, society just doesn't want to understand our way of life,"
Ellie added.  "One 'wrong' word to the wrong person, and there could
be trouble for us all."

Of course, Kendra was already aware of these facts; it had been an
integral part of her upbringing.

Devon continued with, "How well do you know him?"

"Well enough to have decided to go out with him.  He seems pretty
level-headed about a lot of things."

"Kenny, honey, I don't think your father is trying to sour you on
getting into a relationship with someone else, but he does have a
point."

"You're right, Mom - he does.  I'm sorry; I just never thought about
it before I met him.  I always figured on not meeting anyone I'd find
interesting."

"Tell you what.  Why don't you invite him over for dinner, say,
Friday?  This way, we can get to know him."

Kendra brightened.  "That's a wonderful idea, Mom!  How 'bout it, Dad?
Sound like a winner to you?"

"Sounds like a plan to me," Devon agreed.  "Let's go for it!"

Kendra got up to leave, taking time to kiss each of her parents in
turn.  "Thank you!  You won't regret it - Adam's a great guy and I
know you'll like him.  See you later!"

"'Bye, honey - don't be late!" Ellie shouted after her.  Returning to
her seat next to Devon, she asked, "Are you sure about this?"

Devon frown at the question.  "As sure as I can be, El.  We can't keep
her all to ourselves, now can we?  We've taught her love is something
to be shared without exception.  It was just a matter of time before
she decided to share her love with someone not of the family."

*   *   *

Adam Harrison couldn't take his eyes off the lovely vision sitting
beside him; it was all he could do not to pinch himself.  Sitting next
to her in Chemistry was one thing.  Eating lunch was another.  Being
out on a date, well, were there any words left to describe it?

Adam sighed.  Kendra was everything he ever wanted in a woman.
Beautiful, intelligent, confident - did he mention beautiful?  Even
though she was obviously from mixed heritage, it wasn't the first
thing you noticed about Kendra.  No, the first thing you noticed was
her personality:  Quiet and
reserved.  Not in the least bit withdrawn, though; the first word
which came to mind was 'focused.'

"This is absolutely wonderful, Adam.  I've passed by this place a
thousand times without ever stopping to take in the view."

Was she talking to him?

"Hello?  Earth to Adam!  Come in, Adam!"

"Huh?  Oh, I'm sorry Kendra.  My mind was a million miles away."

"No kidding!"

Adam blushed.  "Before I forget, thanks for going out with me.  I've
really enjoyed your company."

Kendra smiled brightly.  "Wanna enjoy more of my company?"

"How?"

"My parents have invited you to dinner on Friday."

"Really?"

"No.  I'm pulling your leg."  Adam could be so goofy at times!

"I'd be honored.  Tell your parents I accept.  What time should I be
there?"

"We usually eat around 5:30 or so; be at my house at, say, 5:00?"

"Okay."  As they lapsed into silence, Adam scooted closer to Kendra,
placing a tentative arm around her.

Kendra looked at Adam for a moment before settling against him,
wondering what had taken him so long to figure out she wanted to be
held.  Boy, he sure had a lot to learn - and she was just the person
to teach him!

*   *   *

Friday arrived without incident.  All through the school day, Kendra
found it hard to stay focused on her lessons.  Understandably, she was
concerned with the outcome of the evening's activities.  Sitting next
to Adam in chemistry was pure torture; each tried to look at each
other without making their
involvement obvious to their classmates.

After living through what seemed to be the longest school day in
history, the final bell rang.  Kendra made her way through the throng
of students, climbed into her car, and made the drive home.  Even the
traffic light seemed to be plotting against her, increasing her ride
home by five minutes.  Pulling
up to the house, Kendra hurried inside.

"Mom?  Dad?  I'm home!"

When neither parent answered, Kendra wondered where they were.  They
were still home - their cars were still in the carport.

"Oh, great," she exclaimed.  "I wonder if they went down to the lake?"
Kendra headed for the back of the house.  As she reached the swinging
doors leading to the kitchen, Kendra heard her mother's voice.

"Damn it, Dev!  Will you stop?  Kenny's due home any minute!"

"She won't see anything she hasn't seen before."

"What if Adam is with her?"

"Be quiet."

Kendra went through the doors, giving her parents a reproving look.

Ellie was bent over, her arms resting on the counter.  Devon was
behind her, pumping away into her.

"Ahem."

Ellie and Devon turned their heads in unison.  "Oh, hi, babe!  Be done
in a minute!"

"I don't believe this!  The most important day in my life and you two
are in the kitchen, screwing like a couple of teenagers!"

Devon increased his strokes inside Ellie, grunting with pleasure.
Kendra recognized that grunt - her father was filling Ellie with hot
sperm.  Moments later, he slipped out of her, stuffing his still
jerking cock back into his pants and zipping his fly.

"I couldn't help it," Devon confessed.  "Your mother always has this
effect on me, especially when she bends over!"

Ellie whirled on her brother.  "You've always blamed your horniness on
me!  You started it!"

Devon treated her with a smug look.  "Did not."

"Did, too!"

Kendra left brother and sister playing out an age-old game, shaking
her head incredulously.  She had things to do before Adam arrived!

*   *   *

Adam waited nervously for someone to answer the door, wondering if he
was making the right decision by coming here.  He looked around to
take in the scenery of the woods surrounding the lake.  Off in the
distance and on the other side of the lake, Adam noticed a rather
large residence, idly wondering who owned such a lavish piece of
property.

Further speculation was cut-off by the sound of the door opening and a
strong voice saying, "You must be Adam.  Come on in!"

Adam turned and faced the owner of the voice.  Immediately, he
recognized the eyes and the same cafe au lait complexion he'd come to
love and respect.  Obviously, this was Kendra's father, Devon.

"Mr. Williams?  I'm Adam Harrison.  I believe Kendra's expecting me?"

Devon waved the younger man inside.  Closing the door, he said,
"Kenny's upstairs getting ready.  Have a seat."

"'Kenny'?"  Adam's puzzled look spoke volumes as he sat.

"Our nickname for her.  She never told you we call her that?"

"No, sir."

"I see.  So tell me about yourself, Adam."

For the next 20 minutes, Adam talked about himself and his family.
Devon listened with great interest along with Ellie, who had joined
them from the kitchen.  Early on in the conversation, Adam felt their
intense gaze upon him; however, when he saw they weren't out to give
him the third degree, Adam
found himself rather relaxed and comfortable with Kendra's parents.

Devon was answering a question about the house; as he did, Adam
couldn't keep from noticing how much Mr. and Mrs.  Williams resembled
each other.  His mind dismissed the resemblance - it was often said
that people who stay with each other for a long time tend to resemble
each other after a while.  The conversation was just turning to Adam's
thoughts on the upcoming election when Kendra finally appeared.

"I hope I haven't kept you waiting too long," she apologized.  Kendra
sat next to Adam and took his hand in a show of support.

Adam felt flushed with warmth at the contact.  "Not at all.  I've had
a great time talking to your parents."

"Since we're all here," Ellie announced.  "Let's eat!"

Conversation during dinner was held at a minimum, with Adam adding in
a compliment here and there.  All during the meal, Kendra would steal
a look in Adam's direction, occasionally winking and smiling at him.
Which didn't escape notice, of course; Ellie and Devon were quite
aware of the little
signals being passed between the two teens.

"No, really Mrs.  Williams - I couldn't eat another bite!" Adam said,
politely refusing another dish of orange sherbert.  "I'm stuffed!"

As they cleared the table, Ellie nodded to Devon, who turned to Kendra
and said, "Why don't you show Adam around the property and the lake?"

Kendra's smile lit her face.  "Sure!  Are you ready, Adam?"

"Why not?  I've love to see what your parents have built here!"

"Then, scoot!" said Ellie.  "We'll see you later.  Oh, one other
thing."

"Yes, Mom?"

"If we're not here when you return, we'll be at your grandparents'."

"Okay."  Taking Adam by the hand, Kendra led him out the back door.

As he watched the youths make their way down the rise behind the
house, Devon turned and embraced his sister.

"They look happy together, don't they?"

"Yes, they do," Ellie agreed.  "I hope we've made the right decision."

"Doesn't matter, dear," Devon said, kissing her forehead.  "What does
matter is has Kenny made the right decision.  Only time will tell."

*   *   *

Kendra stopped so suddenly Adam nearly lost his balance.  "Oops!
Sorry!  Well, this is it, my favorite place."

Adam took in his surroundings.  Off to his right, the path they'd
followed continued on towards the lake, which shimmered with reflected
light through the canopy of evergreen trees.  Above him, the canopy
was open to the sky, allowing a clear view of the oranges and reds
which mixed with the fading blue sky as the sun set.

"Oh, my."  Adam was momentarily stunned by the overall beauty and
quiet of this place.  "I can see why you come here - this is
absolutely beautiful."

"I'm glad you like it.  I often come here when I want to be alone to
think."  Kendra walked a few paces to her left and opened a
medium-sized box Adam failed to notice.  When she turned around, he
could see her arms filled with the contents of the box.

"What's all this?"

"I spend so much time here, my father built this storage locker for
me.  It gets rather cool in the evenings, so there's blankets and
stuff inside - even a tent if it should rain."

Adam could help but be impressed.  "Your father thinks of everything,
doesn't he?"

"He loves me very much.  Besides, it's his job to see to my needs -
he's very dedicated."

For a brief moment, Adam felt a pang of jealousy as Kendra spoke of
her father.  Clearly, there was a lot of love between the two of them;
somehow, he resented it without knowing why.

Kendra had finished spreading out the blankets to cover the dried pine
needles, patting the spot next to her.  "Well, are you going to come
over and sit down or do you plan on spending the evening standing?"

Adam stood for a moment to drink in Kendra's beauty.  Her braids,
tipped with their customary beads cascaded onto her bare shoulders,
making soft clicking sounds each time she moved.  The yellow tank top
accented the color of her skin, which was several shades lighter than
his own.  Continuing his
downward gaze, he could see the outline of her firm breasts,
unencumbered by a bra; her nipples stood out against the material, no
doubt caused by the cooling air.

Flat, muscular tummy showed itself at the bottom of her top,
disappearing into the shorts Kendra was wearing, only to appear once
again at her firm thighs.

"Hello?  Adam?"

"Coming," he finally answered, his mouth a little dry.

"You did it to me again."

"Huh?  What did I do?"

"Faded out on me, like you were somewhere else."

Sitting next to her, Adam leaning back using his arms to support
himself.  "I'm sorry; you are so beautiful I find it distracting when
we're together."

Kendra placed her head in Adam lap.  Looking into his chocolate-brown
eyes, she said, "Flatterer."

"It's the truth," he replied.  Kendra's beauty aside, Adam was aware
of another distraction, one which had begun during his appreciative
appreciation.  Looking down into Kendra's light-brown eyes, Adam was
sure she could feel his erection pulsating under her.

And he was right; Kendra noticed it before he sat down.  Inwardly, she
smiled at the warm feeling f the growing shaft felt through his pants,
pleased of her obvious affect on him.

"Adam?"

Adam blinked at the sudden change in her voice, now soft and husky.
"Huh?"

"Kiss me."  Kendra lifted his head toward him.

Blood roaring in his ears, Adam leaned forward until their lips met,
cradling her head in his hands.  Kendra's tongue flicked across his
lips for a moment before the kiss was broken, leaving Adam feeling
lightheaded and dizzy.

"Hmm," she cooed.  "That was nice."

"Uh, yeah."  Adam's discomfort was becoming more apparent with each
passing second.  "You kiss very well."  In his head, Adam kicked
himself for such a lame statement.  Obviously, his brain didn't want
to work right around this woman.

"Thank you.  I do a lot of things well.  You interested in finding
out?"

"I... uh, don't know what you mean."

"Just as I figured," Kendra thought.  Aloud, she said, "Let me show
you."  Kendra's hands moved toward the closures of his pants, quickly
undoing them to reveal his throbbing member, which was barely
contained within the bikini briefs he wore.

"I don't think we should be doing this," he protested while wondering
why he didn't have any control over his muscles.

Kendra ignored him long enough to make sure she had what she wanted in
her hand.  "Adam, love, I don't remember asking you what you think."
That said, she quickly took him into her mouth.

Nothing Adam had ever imagined during his many masturbation sessions
ever prepared him for such an exquisite sensation.  Ever since meeting
Kendra, he had dreamed of losing his virginity to her, envisioning two
groping neophytes exploring love for the first time.

Adam was finding it hard to breathe as the lithe woman engulfed him
once again, her tongue tracing patterns along the shaft which were
driving him insane.  He opened an eye and found Kendra looking back at
him, her lips forming an 'O' around him.  Kendra blinked once before
returning to the matter
at hand, slurping him back into the deep recesses of her throat.

Kenny was immensely enjoying herself, savoring Adam's fresh, clean
taste and scent.  She happily sucked him, not caring if he found her
whorish or trashy.  From their very first encounter, she knew he was
the man she'd spend her life with.  As she ran her tongue along the
edge of his glans, she could feel the beginnings of his orgasm.
Kendra's eyebrows arched in surprise as Adam's seed
flowed into her mouth, filling her with a surprising sweetness which
she drank down.

Adam, now flat on his back and at Kendra's mercy, was caught in the
throes of orgasm.  His chest moved in great heaves as he tried to get
his breathing under control as Kendra continued to drain him.  An
instant later, he sensed more than felt Kendra remove her mouth from
his rapidly shrinking cock,
leaving him disoriented and dizzy.

"Hmm," Kendra moaned, licking her lips.  "Poor baby!  You've never
done this before, have you?"

All Adam could do was shake his head as Kendra sat beside him and
caressed his face.

"W-why did you do that?", he finally managed to croak.

"I've fallen in love with you, silly!  That's why I did it."

Adam tried to focus his eyes on the Nubian goddess above him; after a
few seconds, Kendra's smiling face came sharply into view.  "You're in
love with me?  You've got a funny way of showing it."

"If you love someone, you should always show it every way you can."

The cool evening air had revived him some.  "But, we hardly know each
other!"

"We've known each other long enough, dearest.  Can I tell you
something?"

"Sure."

"I've known for some time now you were the man for me.  During dinner,
I made up my mind to share my love with you, something I've wanted to
do since our first date."

"I don't understand."

Kendra cupped his face in her hands, seeing the tears welling in his
eyes.  "I'll make it easy for you, then.  I know what I want in life -
and what I want is you.  Will you have me?"

Something in her words struck a chord within Adam as the tears flowed
from him.  Never before in his life had he met someone who affected
him so much.  His body knew Kendra was the one for him, even if his
mind didn't understand why.

Kendra waited patiently for Adam to answer, a moment of fear coursing
through her.  Did I come on too strong?  Was I wrong about him?  Her
mind was a roiling miasma of questions.

"Yes, oh God, yes!"

Kendra smiled, all worry vanishing from her mind.  "You won't regret
it," she said.  Standing, she removed her shorts and panties and
tossed them aside.

Adam's eyes went wide at the sight of her half-naked body, his cock
stirring in response as Kendra straddled him, a look of fierce
determination on her lovely face.  Reaching between them, she massaged
Adam into full erection in no time flat, positioning him at her
entrance.  "I'm going to love you like you've never been loved before
- I promise!", she said huskily, lowering herself onto him.

For Adam, reality went on vacation as Kendra filled herself with his
cock.  "Oh, shit," he moaned, as the sensations of well-lubricated
pussy sliding along his cock registered in his mind.

"Just relax and enjoy it, baby," Kendra said.  Closing her eyes, she
wallowed in the wonderful feeling of cock inside of her, even though
he wasn't nearly as large or thick as her father and grandfather.
Didn't matter, though, just as long as they loved each other.

Kendra's relative experience was no match for Adam; she could feel the
tremors running along the length of him.  "Ah, yes, baby!  Give me
your love!  Don't hold it back!"

Hold it back?  Hold what back?  Adam had no idea what she was talking
about as the feelings welled inside his body.  They were a little like
the feelings he experienced while masturbating - only a million times
more intense.

Kendra felt him swell inside, screwing her ass down onto him
frantically as the first spurts of his seed flowed into her aching
center.

"Yes, my darling!  Fill me with it!  Cream me!"

Adam could only groan in response as he continued to empty himself
into Kendra, leaving him to wonder if it would ever end.

To their mutual pleasure, Adam's spasms began to subside.  A few
moments later, his soft manhood slipped from Kendra's velvety
enclosure.  She lay across him, gently kissing away his tears.

Adam wrapped his arms around her, hugging her close.  Who would have
known making love would be so wonderful!  He laughed softly to
himself, getting Kenny's attention.

"What's so funny?"

Smiling, he looked at her.  "This isn't exactly the way I planned on
losing my virginity, here on a blanket under the stars."

"Did it matter how you lost it?  Or does who you lost it to matter?"

"The latter, of course.  I just don't know how to explain how I feel."

"Then don't.  Baby, I've got a feeling we'll have plenty of time for
you to explain it later.  Right now, I think we should either head for
the house or set up the tent."  Kendra rose looking for her discarded
clothing.

Adam rolled over and got to his knees before standing.  When he got to
his feet, the world started to rotate in the opposite direction and he
flailed his hands to balance himself.

Kendra, now dressed, was dragging the tent from the storage bin.  "You
okay?"

"Yeah, I just got up too fast."

"So sit back down, silly.  I'll have this thing up in no time."  She
grinned at him.  "Then I'll have you up in no time!"

"Again?  I barely survived the first time!"

"Yes, my darling, again.  And again.  And again!  I'll never get
enough of loving you!"

*   *   *

A mile or so away, Devon turned away from the large bay window which
overlooked the lake.  Even in the darkness, he knew the location of
Kendra's favorite spot.

Lorne looked at his son, a wry smile on his face.  "So, do you think
she had her way with him?"

Devon returned to his seat next to his mother.  "I'm sure she did, but
that's not what I'm worried about."

"What worries you, Dev?"

Devon looked into his mother's green eyes.  "Mom, what happens when he
finds out?  He will, eventually, you know.  Kendra is as open and
honest as the day is long.  We've taught her not to deceive or mislead
the people she loves - and the girl had love written all over her face
for this boy."

Etienne went to Devon's side as well.  "Devon, I think you're worried
about nothing."

"Aunt Eti, I hope you're right."


Part V, Chapter Nine

Thoughts from Kendra

When I look at my family, I often wind up shaking my head at the irony
of it.  First, there's my grandfather, Lorne.  So calm and cerebral as
the patriarch of the family!  If there's a problem, he usually has a
solution for it.  But he won't solve the problem, leaving it up to the
individual to get it squared away.

Then there's his daughter and my grandmother, Etienne.  Had it not
been for them, I wouldn't be here today!  Grandmom Eti is so much like
her father, you'd think they were husband and wife.  That's how well
they compliment each other.

Oh, did I mention that they're both very good in bed?

Okay.  So, there's Lorne and Etienne, who gave birth to my mother,
Eleanor, who is named after Etienne's mother.  Stay with me, 'cause
this gets a little complicated!  Etienne had a friend, Kymber, who was
also an occasional lover to her and Granddad.  From what I've been
told, they all got together at some party where some pretty wild
things happened.  Not too long afterwards, Kymber
came to live with them after Kymber's father died.  That was about the
same time my mother was conceived.  After my mom was born, Kymber
married my grandfather and they gave birth to my father, Devon.  Devon
and Ellie do their thing and, voila!  Here I am!

Whew!  Trying to figure out who is related to whom and how can give
you a headache!  Sometime, I think of it as a math problem:

Lorne + Etienne = Eleanor
Lorne + Kymber = Devon
Eleanor + Devon = Me!

I know what society thinks about incest and, frankly, I don't see
their point at all.  When others think about it, all they see is the
sexual aspect of it and they always get it wrong.  If someone were to
ask me if I'd been abused or molested as a child, I would laugh at
them and tell them no.  Which is the
truth.  I've never known anything but love and affection my entire
life.  As you can imagine, however, my family and I have a rather
different definition of being loved.

I've grown up doing the three-L thing taught to me by my parents and
other family members: Live, Learn, and Love.  And it all makes sense.
What girl could ask for more?

Then I met Adam.  At first, I had no problem sharing my love with him
because it just came naturally to me.  My parents were a little bummed
out about it, of course, because they had no way of knowing if Adam
could be trusted with our little secret - but they left it up for me
to decide.

So, I've got a fiance‚ now and things couldn't be better.  If you're
thinking having Adam in my life changed things where my family is
concerned, you couldn't be any more wrong.  I love Adam very much;
he's absolutely wonderful.  But I also have great love for my family
and have no problem at all showing them.

I remember the time I went over to visit my grandparents and got into
it with Grandmom Kymber.  Wow!  I thought I had a lot of love to
share!  Kymber taught me a few things I'll never forget!

My point is when I need loving or need to show love, I know I can go
to any of them and express myself fully.

Adam doesn't know about any of this, though.  I'm a little hesitant to
bring it up, even though I suspect he has some questions he'd love to
ask.  For instance, he got to see all of us together for the first
time last year; I could see him looking at everyone with a funny look
on his face, noticing the
resemblance we all bear with each other.  Afterwards, I could tell he
was dying to say something about it - I almost told him and thought
better of it.

It's not a question of whether I trust him or not; he is the man I
will spend the rest of my life with, the one I will bear many children
for.  However, as you might expect, this will be one hell of a shock
to him, one which could cause me to lose him forever.  Since we're
planning on getting married in a couple of months, losing him now
wouldn't be the smartest thing to do.  I suppose I'll just have to
worry about it when the time comes.


Part V, Chapter Ten

Even a week before the wedding, Adam was discovering just how deep the
river Kendra ran.  Witty and charming, intelligent and thoughtful -
the epitome of a classic woman.  Get her in a situation where love was
the order of the day and watch out!  Sophisticated woman turned into
an unsatiable, exciting she-devil!

Adam had to admit a bit of disappointment upon finding out someone had
her before he did, realizing it was a foolish fantasy.  No way a woman
as beautiful - and as hot - as Kenny goes untouched for very long.
The manner in which she relieved him of his virginity by the lake was
intense and a little
frightening at first; however, as he became more accustomed to her,
his fear of Kendra's sexual intensity subsided.

Well, almost, anyway.  Adam shivered as his intended buried his cock
inside her body once again, grinning at him in that evil way of hers
which told him Kendra was very horny today.  Pleasure flowed through
him like a current, ebbing and flowing at times, but always constant.

The last eighteen months had been quite an education for Adam.  Subtly
and slowly, Kendra had been changing his entire outlook on life.  Like
now, for example.  They had just returned to Kendra's place, going to
her room to get the last minute details together.  One moment they
were talking about
possible honeymoon locations, the next, Kendra had his cock out,
gotten it hard and in her before he'd realized what had happened.

Now, after getting an earful of lusty curses and having his lower half
drenched with girl-juice, Adam was spurting inside her, his hips
thrusting strongly against her unyielding tightness.

"Ooooh, baby!  That was just what I needed!"  Kendra dismounted
slowly, listening to the wet, sloppy sounds created by their parting.

"Damn, Kenny!  Don't you ever get enough?" Adam asked as her looked at
his sweat-drenched shirt.

"Can you ever get enough love?  Better yet, would you ever get enough
of being loved by me?"

"I suppose not."

"There you go, then!  Now, where were we?"

Adam sat on the edge of the bed, shaking his head in awe at this
wonderful creature.  Hot and lusty one moment, cool and business-like
the next.

For the next couple of hours, Kendra and Adam went over their wedding
plans.  Actually, confirming all the plans would have only taken 30
minutes or so; you can guess what they spent the rest of their time
doing, can't you?

Once again, Adam found himself drenched in perspiration and
girl-stuff.  Kendra, as was her habit when completely satisfied, had
passed out next to him, sleeping peacefully.  Good thing, too; Adam
knew he'd be unable to continue.

That passing out business really bothered Adam until Kendra had
explained it to him.  In fact, Adam had learned just how much Kenny
knew about making love, all the while knowing she knew more than she
was telling.

He shivered.  If this was only the tip of the iceberg...

Reaching over, he stroked her smooth skin, feeling so much love for
her.  The future looked bright and clear.  Well, almost.  There was
one thing Kendra had insisted on which didn't make sense to him: After
the wedding and honeymoon (compliments of her grandparents), she had
insisted they live with her parents.  Adam had argued eloquently as to
why they should have their own place; however, Kendra promptly
announced there would be no wedding without his agreeing to her terms.
After more discussion, Adam caved in to Kenny's 'demands'.

The following day, Kendra had announced to her parents the "good
news."  Adam had expected a major argument from Devon and Ellie (they
told him that Mr. and Mrs.  Williams lived on the other side of the
lake, thank you very much) and was shocked at their quiet acceptance.

Hell, Mrs., uh, Ellie had actually smiled!

Again, Adam shivered; there was something vaguely familiar about that
smile, something he couldn't quite put his finger on.

"Hi, lover!"

Adam turned at the sound of his beloved's voice, smiling.  "'Bout time
you woke up!  How are you feeling?"

"Fantastic!  Lovely!  Hungry!"

Adam's heart skipped a beat - for a moment, he thought she was going
to say "horny!"

"Glad to hear it.  You wanna go out?"

"Nope!  Let's hit the kitchen!"

As Kendra bounded off the bed and into the bathroom, Adam shook his
head: Where did she get all this energy?  Three minutes later, Kenny
reappeared wearing a green and gold embroidered kimono; in her hands
was a red, gold and royal purple kimono.

"Here," she said tossing him the silk garment.  "Go clean up and slip
into that; I'll toss your clothes in the washer while we eat."

*   *   *

Minutes later, the kitchen was awash with the fragrance of broiled
steak; potatoes were baking in the oven and the salad had just been
completed.  Adam crunched away happily while watching Kendra eat.

"My God," he thought.  "She even eats with the same gusto she has for
sex!"  The thought struck him hard - why was it he never noticed it
before?  As he contemplated this latest revelation, his fork dropped
from his limp fingers onto the floor.

"Clumsy," said Kendra, attacking her salad.

Adam smiled and bent to pick up the fork, getting a great view of her
treasures hidden away under the folds of silk.

"Adam?"

The groom-to-be ended his perusal of Kendra's gifts, picking up the
fork and placing it onto the table.  Sitting up, he found Kendra
looking at him with a fierce intensity, mixed with... sadness?

"What is it, hon?"

"There's something we need to talk about before we get married."

"Can't it wait until after we get married?"

"I would prefer not to, if it's all the same to you."

Adam frowned - what in the hell was this about?  Giving a mental
shrug, he said, "Whatever makes you happy, Kenny."  As he shifted in
his seat, he added, "Although, I can't imagine what you want to talk
about that's so important it can't wait."

"There are a few things about me you should know."  Kendra studied
Adam intently, searching for any signs of disinterest.  Finding none,
she continued.

"You know I love you very much, don't you?"

If this was any other woman, Adam knew he would have simply humored
her; however, he knew Kendra wasn't a woman to be patronized in any
way.

"Yes, darling; you tell me - and show me - every chance you get."

"If there was something, say, unusual about me, would it change the
way you feel about me?"

"Let's see: You're incredibly bright, absolutely beautiful and hornier
than ten women.  What could possibly be unusual about you?"

Kendra smiled, taking some of the edge off her current mood - just as
Adam planned.

"Come on; I'm trying to be serious."

"And you think I wasn't?"

Kendra's scathing remark was cut short by the sound of the front door
opening.

"Kenny?  We're home!"

"In here, Dad."  Kendra felt a moment of frustration at her parent's
unintentional interruption.  Perhaps it was for the better.

Devon and Ellie walked into the kitchen, taking in the view of the
soon-to-be married couple in their resplendent kimonos.

"Did we interrupt anything?" asked Ellie, taking a seat at Adam's
right; Devon sat on his left.

"We were just talking," Adam answered, feeling suddenly surrounded.

"Oh; I see.  By the way, Kenny - your grandmother says "hi."

"How are they doing?"

"Everyone's feeling better; nothing a little rest can't cure."

"Were they sick?" asked Adam, his concern genuine.

"Exhausted - they were up all night."

"Doing what?"

"I'm not sure, Adam; they won't tell me anything other than they had
some fun."  Changing the subject, Devon said, "Are you ready for the
big day?"

"About as ready as I'll ever be!"

"How about you, Kenny?" Ellie asked.

"You know me, Mom; I'm good to go!"

Just as Adam was about to speak, he was interrupted by the dryer's
buzzer.

Ellie and Devon looked toward the laundry room.  "You have something
in the dryer, Kenny?"

"Just Adam's clothes - they got a little messy."

As Adam blushed, Devon and Ellie exchanged a knowing glance,
furthering Adam's embarrassment.  One of the things he learned about
Kendra which bothered him was her willingness to discuss their sexual
activities with her parents.  Even more surprising was their lack of
reaction, as if such behavior was expected and encouraged!

Adam stood.  "Yes.  Well, I guess I should get dressed and be on my
way."

"Don't rush off on our account," said Ellie, smiling sweetly.

"No, really - I have to get going.  I've still got a million things to
do before the wedding."  Why was this woman smiling at him like that?
Didn't she know the effect it was having on him?

"Okay, if you insist."

Adam went over to Kendra, kissing her.  "See you Saturday - don't be
late!"

"Bye!  You just remember where the church is, okay?"

Adam flashed a smile in her direction before disappearing.  A few
minutes later, Kendra heard the door closing and his car starting up.
Turning to her parents, she fixed them with a chilly stare.

"You two have a knack of showing up at the wrong time."

"Huh?  What did we do?"  Devon was incredulous.

"I was about to tell him about the family when you walked in."

It was as if the air stopped moving in the room as Devon and Ellie
realized the implication of her announcement.

"Kenny," her mother began.  "Do you really think Adam is ready to hear
this?"

"Mom, I'm going to have to tell him one of these days!  Why not now?"

Devon looked at both women before speaking.  "Honey, perhaps telling
him now wouldn't be a good idea.  Give your marriage some time to
settle in first; enjoy each other's love.  Maybe after a year or so,
he'll be ready to deal with it."

"You think so?"

"All you can do is hope for the best, dear."

*   *   *

On Saturday, Kendra Etienne Williams became Mrs.  Adam Ryan Harrison.
The newlyweds posed for pictures after the ceremony and, with rice and
well wishes flowing, departed the reception for their honeymoon.

During the flight, Adam stole looks at his bride, noticing the slight
puffiness under her eyes.  Come to think of it, Kenny did appear to be
tired when he first saw her standing at the altar, but assumed it was
caused by late night preparations.

Adam was closer to the truth than he realized.  For Kendra, it had
been a very late night and, as far as preparations were concerned, you
can use your imagination.

Kendra sat next to her husband, alternating looks out the tiny window
and the stunning ring set on her left hand.  She was still tired from
Friday evening's family gathering - what a night!  Still, when they
arrived at their destination, she would be more than ready to handle
the consummation of her
marriage.

Adam's voice cut through her musings.

"Honey, is everything okay?"

"Just fine, love.  How are things with you?"

"I'm still having trouble believing we're married.  I know it's real,
but..."  Adam stared pointedly at his wedding ring.

Kendra smiled.  "It's a lot more real than you believe, darling."

Adam blinked at her cryptic response.  "It is?"

"Of course!  Just think of the future we'll have, the things we'll do
together.  The love we'll share!"

The aircraft banked hard to the left coming up on its final approach.
Minutes later, they were embroiled in the usual hassles of deplaning
and elbowing their way through the crowded terminal to reclaim their
luggage.  After a little trouble with the rental car, they were
tooling along the main highway - Adam driving, Kendra acting as
navigator.

Two wrong turns later, the newlyweds pulled up at the entrance of the
bungalow rented for their use.  Adam fumbled with the key for a moment
before succeeding in unlocking and opening the door.  Turning to
Kendra, he opened his arms.

"Well, Mrs.  Harrison!  May I have the honor of carrying you across
the threshold?"

"You may, kind sir!"

Kendra allowed herself to be picked up and carried through the door.
Once inside, Adam placed her gently on the bed.

"And now, my love, shall we, ah, get to the business?"

"Ooh, by all means, you brute!"

Adam lowered his mouth to Kendra's parted lips, ready to lose himself
in their tenderness when she tapped him on the shoulder.

"Adam?"

"Yes?"

"You forgot something."

Just a little irritated at the disruption, Adam asked, "What did I
forget?"

"The door.  It's still sitting open."

"Oh.  Just a moment - don't go anywhere!"

Adam jumped up to deal with the offending portal while Kendra made
herself comfortable.  Seconds later, he rejoined her.

"There!  Now, where were we?"

"Right about here, lover," came the husky reply as Kendra wrapped
herself in man-flesh, loving the feel of his body against hers, hot
and, oh yeah, very hard!

Their bodies ground together hotly as each tore at the other's
clothing until only bits and pieces remained.  Within seconds, the
room was filled with the enticing sounds of lovemaking.

After minutes of kissing and biting every exposed inch of flesh on his
body, Kendra fixed her husband with a lusty, feral look.

"Enough of the dumb shit," she growled.  "I want cock and I want it
now!!"

Adam knew better than to keep her waiting.  Moving between her
outstretched legs, he drove into her wetness, feeling the moist, hot
heat of her center clutching him, drawing him deeper inside.

"Ah, yes!  Fuck my hole, baby!  Nail my hot ass!"

Through the haze of lust, Adam managed a smile: He just loved it when
Kendra pulled out all the stops.  With all the force he could muster,
Adam plowed into Kendra's orifice, delighting in the slapping sounds
their bodies made with each thrust.

"Is this what you want, bitch?  Is it?  I'm gonna give it to you
good!"

"Oh, yeah, lover!  Talk that nasty shit to me!"

Between the incredible, sweet slickness surrounding him and the lusty
curses flowing from Kendra's mouth, Adam knew it wouldn't be long
before he spilled his love.

Kendra more than enjoyed his efforts, too, loving the way their bodies
fit together.  She was hot and getting hotter as her fingers dug into
his back.  An orgasmic spike ripped through her, teasing her senses
with the promise of more to come.

Adam was close to climax.  He shifted his position, hooking Kendra's
legs into the crook of his elbows before using his legs to lean
forward.  The results were exhilarating as Kendra was practically
folded in half, giving Adam the right angle to plunge deeper.

"Oh yes!  Oh yes!  Fuck me, you bastard, oh you son of a bitch!  Hurt
me, damn it!  Tear my pussy apart!"  Kendra's lust was out of control;
she wanted to meet his thrusts with her own but this position didn't
allow it.  She was trapped, helpless and completely at his mercy -
just as she liked it.

"Here!" came Adam's savage reply.  "Take my cock!  I'm gonna cream
your sweet pussy, gonna do it, gonna..."  The sudden onrush of
ejaculation caught up with Adam, cutting off any further speech, as
his cock swelled inside her.  Just as it seemed his turgid flesh would
explode, the first pearly spurts splattered inside Kendra, each pulse
spreading more of his love inside her.

"Ah, shit!  Shit!" Adam's passionate cries echoed through the room as
the world continued to dissolve around him.

"More, damn it!  Give me more!"  Kendra's body convulsed with the
force of her own final climax.  Wrapping her legs into his arms
tighter, she drew Adam deeper into her velvet embrace, clamping her
vaginal muscles onto his spurting shaft as tightly as possible."

With a groan, Adam collapsed onto his wife, unable to continue, his
cock continuing to tremble with the effort to fill her body with
semen.  Exhausted, he released his hold on Kendra's legs.  He smiled
as Kendra reached up to stroke his face, while the other massaged his
chest.

"Mmm, that was great," he said.

"And the night is young, darling - we're just getting started!"

Adam opened his eyes, looking at the hand stroking his face.  And sat
straight up, capturing her left hand.  Turning his head, Adam look at
Kendra's wrist.

Her bare wrist.  The one without the bracelet.

"Kendra!"

Kendra followed her husband's gaze and smiled.  "Is there a problem,
love?"

"Your bracelet!  You took it off!"  Adam was about as close to a full
panic as he could ever remember.

"Yeah?"  Kendra looked at her wrist then back to Adam.  "What about
it?"

"We just, well, I, uh..."  Clearly at a loss for words, Adam decided
to be quiet.

"We have to start our own family, dearest.  Can't do that wearing the
bracelet, now can we?"

"But, why?"

Kendra moved to lay alongside him, running her hands along his smooth
chest and watching his nipples harden.

"It'll all be clear to you soon enough, my love.  I'll explain
everything to you in good time.  Until, then, I need you to fill me
with all the love you can."  Kendra lowered her lips to an erect
nipple, sucking on it.

"Uh, shouldn't we discuss this some more," he asked, squirming under
her touch.

"We are discussing it, love."  Kendra allowed her tongue to trail down
his chest and stomach, lingering at his navel for only a moment before
reaching her true goal - the head of his penis.  Kendra felt him
shiver at the wet touch as her mouth closed around the plum-shaped
glans.

"Oh, fuck," Adam hissed as more of his shaft found its way into her
mouth.

Kendra moaned low in her throat as Adam grew within her mouth,
exulting in the pungent taste of their recently spent juices.
Greedily, she ran her mouth and tongue along the rising thickness of
him. 

All Adam could do was lay there as Kendra's passion continued to
consume her in its fiery depths, purifying her soul.  He could feel
her moaning in delight as his pulsing maleness filled her throat and
her hands tortured his nipples.  

Kendra continued to assault his shaft with a terrible hunger, burying
her nose in his curly pubic hairs time and time again.  She felt his
hands close around her face and, for an instant, she became angry:
How dare he interrupt her pleasure!  The price of such an "insult"?
Holding him inside the steamy
prison of her mouth, Kendra slipped a finger inside to join her
tongue, coating it with saliva.  Withdrawing her finger, she
immediately and accurately plunged the slick digit into his puckered
asshole as deep as she could.

Adam's body tensed at the finger probed his depths, the pain of its
sudden entrance causing his entire body to arch, shoving more cock
into her mouth.

"Baby, no..." he pleaded as the pain quickly turned to pleasure.  He
thrust against the finger, forcing it deeper into his nether region,
bringing closer to an orgasm which promised to top anything he'd ever
experienced before.

Kenny had other ideas, however, feeling the tiny tremors signaling his
pending release.

"Oh, no you don't.  I have a better place for you to deposit this in!"
Kendra removed her finger from his ass so fast it made a loud, popping
sound.  Freeing his cock from her mouth, Kendra quickly mounted Adam,
impaling herself on him.  Rising slightly, she looked into his
feverish eyes before slamming her body downward onto his, their pubic
bones coming together hard.

"Give me what I need, Adam.  Come on, baby!  I need your stuff so bad!
Fill me.  Plant the seeds of our future!"

With a mighty heave, Adam unwillingly complied with her desire as he
began to flow into her waiting sheath.  Incredible, undeniable
pleasure tore through him as Kendra rode him hard, grinding onto his
shaft without mercy.

"Yes!  God damn it!  Keep it coming baby, oh, it feels so hot, so
good, so nice!"  Kendra was beyond reason as she milked him for every
precious drop.  A pulse, followed by a spurt, then another; her own
climax was threatening to shove her kicking and screaming over the
edge.

Adam looked at the wild woman astride him through slitted eyes as
Kendra rose until only the head remained inside her before slamming
onto him with such force the entire bed rocked and groaned in protest.
Faster and harder, Kendra rode Adam right over the brink, free-falling
into an orgasm which brought along the darkness for company.

"YES!!" she screamed going completely limp on top of him, her
unconscious body quivering with orgasm after orgasm.  Adam, with tears
in his eyes, held Kendra tightly as the intense feelings continued to
devastate her until, finally, the quaking form grew still and quiet.

Exhausted beyond anything he'd ever known, to the point that he
couldn't move.  Adam could feel his eyes closing on their own accord.
As sleep claimed him, he couldn't help entertaining one prominent
thought:

What have I gotten myself into?


Part V, Chapter Eleven

Adam felt like he was on trial.  Before him sat the entire Williams
clan.  Seated on the sofa, Lorne was flanked by Etienne on one side,
Kymber on the other.  To Eti's right, sitting on the sofa's arm was
his mother-in-law, Ellie, while to Kymber's left sat his
father-in-law, Devon.  Seated on the floor between in front of Lorne
was his wife.

Wife.  His.  Adam wasn't sure what disturbed him more, dealing with
the idea of being married or the family sitting and watching him
intently.  The silence was close to unbearable as Adam squirmed
uncomfortably in his seat, wishing someone would say something.
Anything.  Unable to take much more, Adam spoke.

"Would someone like to tell me what this is all about?"

Lorne looked at the assembled family members before looking down at
Kendra, who had turned to meet his eyes.  Clearing his throat, he
answered the anxious young man.

"There's something you need to know, something Kenny was going to tell
you some months ago.  The time's come for you to understand a few
things."

"I don't understand," came Adam's puzzled reply.  He racked his brain
trying to remember, what?

"Son," Devon said, "do you remember a couple of days before the
wedding?  You and Kenny were at the kitchen table..."

Awareness lit Adam's face like a spotlight as he remembered the night
in question.  "Yes, I remember that night."

Ellie's quiet voice piped in.  "There was something she wanted to tell
you about herself, but I believe you said it could wait until after
the wedding."

Suddenly nervous as the full memory return with sparkling clarity,
Adam felt the room's temperature increase along with the tension.

"I remember saying that, yes."

Kymber fixed the young man with an icy, emerald stare before saying,
"The time has now come for you to hear what she has to say."

Shaken but not cowed, Adam returned her look with one of his own.  "If
this is the case, why are you all here?  Surely, this is something we
can discuss between the two of us privately."

Kendra, silent throughout these exchanges, said, "What I have to tell
you concerns them as well.  Besides, we have no secrets between us."

"Okay, let's hear it," he said, steeling himself for... what?  What
was so important the whole family had to be present to hear it?

Kendra got to her knees and, child-like, crawled over to where her
husband sat.  Taking his hands in hers, she spoke quietly.

"What I'm about to tell you will probably have a major impact on our
marriage.  You have to know this and, most of all, we hope you
understand it.  It'll be hard for you to hear this - I know how black
and white your mind can be."  She smiled up at him.  "But, it's for
the better and I ask you to believe and trust me."

Adam frowned, more confused than ever, if that was possible.  "Honey,
whatever it is, I don't think it's so bad it will hurt our love."

"I hope not," intoned Lorne.  "It would be a shame."

Nods from the other family members increased Adam anxiety levels.
What the fuck was going on here?

Kendra tugged on his hands to get his attention.  "Adam, you know I
love you very much," she began.  "You also know I would never do
anything to hurt you."

Adam nodded; this much was true.

Seeing his agreement, Kendra continued.  "You also know how much I
love my family."

Another nod; where was all this going?

"Wrong, darling.  You really have no idea how much I really love
them."  Standing, Kendra stretched for a moment before walking over to
her father, lovingly stroking his strong, dark face.  Turning to face
her husband, she continued.

"There is nothing in the world I wouldn't do for any of them.
Nothing.  Whatever I have is theirs and they've given me so much."

"I understand the devotion you show them.  I just don't understand..."

"Shhh.  Please, let me finish.  It's time for me to introduce you to
my family and I need your undivided attention."

Introduce her family?  A feeling of dread began to creep into Adam.

"Adam, this is my father, Devon.  Over there, is my mother, Eleanor."

"I know this - will you get to the point?"

"Adam..." Lorne's stern voice cut through Adam's frustration like a
laser.  "Let her finish; then you can say what you want."

"Yes, sir.  My apologies."

"This is my grandfather, Lorne, and my grandmother, Kymber.  On the
other side of my grandfather, is his daughter, Etienne."

"So?  Kenny, I already know these people!"

"Ah, yes.  But this is what you don't know."  Taking a deep breath,
Kendra put her future and the futures of the family out on a limb.

"I'd like for you to meet my father's sister."

Looking around, Adam said, "Okay.  Where is she?"

"Right here, Adam," answered Ellie with a wave, a smile crossing her
features.

"Adam," spoke Devon, "Please meet my mother, Kymber and my father,
Lorne."

"And," Ellie finished, "I'd like you to meet my mother, Etienne and my
father, Lorne.  You already know my daughter, Kendra and my brother,
Devon."

For a moment, Adam sat quietly, not understanding.  Suddenly, their
words stuck him like a runaway truck.  He could feel the blood
draining from his head, leaving him lightheaded and trembling.

"You mean... oh, my God!"  Adam's tone of voice clearly said he didn't
believe what he was hearing.  Shock and surprise sent Adam's mind
reeling as the implication made itself at home within his very soul.
He stood on shaky legs, holding onto the back of the chair to support
himself.

Kendra looked back at her family, worry written across her lovely
features, all the while thinking this may have not been a good idea.

Lorne sensed her worry, taking her hand and guiding her to sit on his
lap.  "Give him a moment, Kenny.  He's got a lot to think about."

Horror and disgust flowed through Adam like some dark, viscous fluid.
He felt so sick he wanted to vomit right on the spot.  Swallowing back
the bitter bile, Adam found he could speak.

"I don't believe it!  Kenny, tell me this is some sort of sick joke!"

>From her perch on Lorne's lap, Kendra's quiet voice filled the room.
"It's no joke, Adam.  You've heard the saying 'the family that loves
together stays together?'  Well, we love together in every way
imaginable."

Nightmarish visions of every kind filled Adam's head as the truth of
Kendra's words settled in.  Dumbfounded, he could only ask one
question.

"For the love of God, why?"

"For love," answered Lorne, hugging Kendra tightly.  "We have all
learned the best way to experience true love and happiness was to know
it in our home."

Adam dropped to a kneeling position as if pole-axed.  His mind was
threatening to shut down from the sheer overload being placed upon it.

"You lied to me," he said to Kendra weakly, feeling the need to say
something.

"No, I never lied to you about anything, Adam.  I just didn't tell you
certain things - it's not the same as lying."

Adam looked up at the calm, confident voice.  "How can you sit there
all cool and collected?  Don't you know what this is doing to me?"

"Yes, I do, my love.  I told you it would be hard for you to hear, let
alone understand."

"You're damned right I don't understand it!  What kind of sick people
are you?"

Devon shook his head.  "We're not sick, Adam.  We are very much in
love with each other.  We believe and trust in each other.  Just as we
believe and trust in you."

Adam's head snapped up, the angry glint in his eyes catching Devon in
its venomous grip.  "What's stopping me from going to the authorities?
I should turn the lot of you over to the police!"

Etienne looked at Adam with a mixture of love and sadness.  "You won't
do that, dear."

"Oh, no?  Watch me."  Having decided a course of action, Adam stood,
crossed the room to the telephone and picked up the receiver.  The
eery, warbling sound of the dial tone sounded louder than it should as
each member of the family watched Adam with unnerving calm.

"I'll do it, I swear!" he vowed.

Lorne's calm, steady voice easily crossed the room.  "Do what you feel
you have to, son."

"Yes, son," said Ellie, "if you feel you must do this, then by all
means follow your heart."

Tears flowed down Adam's cheeks, creating dark circles upon the fabric
of his shirt.  "This is all wrong - it must be stopped!"

Kymber said, "Stopped?  Adam, you can't stop love, no matter how hard
you try."

Devon said, "There's something you should consider before you make
that call."

Adam's angry reply sound like a gunshot in the spacious room.  "What?
That you're all sick freaks?"

Ellie frowned, as did Kendra.

Lorne said, "Who's going to believe you, Adam?  What are you going to
tell them and, better yet, how to you plan on proving it?"

Adam's finger had pressed the first number which would summon the
police when the truth of Lorne's words hit him.  What, indeed?
Lowering the phone for an instant, he looked back at the family as if
they were aliens.

"I have to do something!  Kenny, what should I do?"

"Come to me, my husband," she called, extending her hand.  "There's
two things you can do.  You can either reveal our secret to the world
or, accept and embrace the love we have for each other.  And for you."

The staccato beeping of the phone invaded the ensuing silence as Adam
surveyed his options.  He looked at each in turn, taking note of the
calm way they were handling his threat.  No fear could be seen, no
regrets or apologies.  Just love.

The receiver clunked onto the tabletop before coming to rest dangling
from its cord.  Adam's eyes were fixed on the outstretched hand of his
wife, his true love.  Woodenly, he crossed the room, taking her hand
in his.  Tears cascaded unashamedly along the contours of his face,
forming tiny salty droplets which dripped onto his shirt.

"I don't know what to do, Kenny.  I love you with all my heart.  I
don't know if I can live knowing this!"  Adam wept openly, absently
noting several pairs of hand touching him, soothing his pain and
anguish.

"Believe me, darling; I know how you must be feeling.  You have to
believe this is the best for all of us.  Look around you!  Do you see
anything wrong with any of us?  The only difference between my family
and yours is we're a lot closer with each other."

Adam allowed his head to lifted while a hand - he didn't know whose -
dried his tears.  "You've all slept with each other."  More statement
than question.

"Yes," answered Etienne.  "You can't imagine the joy of having someone
making love to you who truly cares about you.  This isn't about just
sex, Adam; any of us can get sex anywhere.  This is about loving and
being loved."

"Aren't you ashamed?"

"Shame?  What's that?" asked Kymber.  "Like you, I was brought into
the family, only I got to see it firsthand.  Even then, I knew there
was no more beautiful way to express love."

"Adam," began Devon, "there's no shame in being in love like this.
We've eliminated shame and deception from our lives.  There isn't one
person in this room I wouldn't trust my soul to, no questions asked."

"But, how can you make love to you own sister!  Don't you know how
wrong it is?"

"Says who?" asked Ellie.  "The Bible?  The government?"

Adam cast a defiant look at his mother-in-law.  "It's against the
law."

Lorne laughed, as did Kendra and Kymber.

"Why are you laughing?  There's nothing funny about this?"

"It's not against the law to love your family, Adam."  Lorne looked
the younger man in the eye and said, "Besides, whose going to tell me
the best way to keep my family happy?  The mayor?  The governor?
Reverend Jackson at the church?  I don't think so."

"Why not?"

"Only I know what it takes to make my family happy.  As father and
husband, it's my solemn goal in life to make them as happy as
possible."

"Even fucking them?"  Adam's voice dripped venom.

"Yes, even that," said Eti, looking at her father with undisguised
fondness.

"And I suppose you go along with all of this?"  The barbed question
was aimed directly at Kendra.

"Of course I do; why do you think I'm so good at loving you?  I told
you I had good teachers."

Quiet sobs wracked Adam as all of the truth made a nest in his heart
and soul.  That didn't stop him from asking, "What about me?  If you
have them, why do you need me?"

"Because I love you, silly.  From the very first day, I knew you were
the one for me."

"That still doesn't explain why."

Etienne answered, moving to sit next to the stricken young man.  She
ran a hand along the tear-streaked face before her.  "The why of it is
easy, Adam.  Love has no power if it isn't shared.  That's what
spreads the happiness from one to the other."

"I still don't understand."  Adam trembled as Etienne continued to run
her fingers against his skin, finding the sensation strangely
comforting.

Kymber's soft voice offered an explanation.  "From the time you're
born, you get introduced to love.  Truly, it is because of love that
you were born.  Your parents show their love for you in many ways.
They feed you, clothe you, and keep you safe from harm.  When they
want to show you how much they care, didn't you get lots of hugs and
kisses?"

"Yeah, I suppose so."

"Even when they were angry, you knew they loved you," Devon said.

"I would only realize it after I thought about it later."

"Your parents," Lorne added, "taught you most of what you know,
prepared you to face the world.  But, tell me; when was the last time
your mother or father hugged you?"

"The day of the wedding," Adam answered, not getting the point.

"What was different about it?  Did it seem a little too impersonal?"

Now that Lorne had mentioned it, his parents did seem a little
distant.

Lorne could see he had Adam's attention.  "Like your sister, Andrea, I
believe.  When did you notice your relationship with her changed?"
I'll bet your relationship with her was at its peak; you did
everything together, even bathe."

Etienne: "Then, one day, you were told you couldn't bathe with your
sister any more.  Did it make sense to you?"

"No," Adam admitted.  "It didn't.  They just said we were getting too
big to take baths together."

"And," added Devon, "from that day on, your relationship with Andrea
hasn't quite been the same, has it?"

"No, no it hasn't.  We rarely speak these days."

"She feels like you no longer love her, doesn't she?", asked Kymber,
stroking Adam's curly hair.

"Yes!  How did you know?"

Lorne's gentle laughter filled the room.  "It's easy, son.  Your
parents spent a lot of time teaching you to share your feelings with
them and Andrea.  As things progress and your feelings and, perhaps
theirs grew stronger, they saw too much love and affection could lead
to lovemaking."

All of this was beginning to make sense to Adam, adjusting his head so
Eti could have better access to his ear.

"So, you're saying they taught me to love and care for my family then
decided to stop because they were afraid things would go too far."

"Exactly."  Kendra said, getting up to stand next to her father.

Kymber took her place, holding his hands.  "When you stop sharing
love, it dies, leaving you to find it elsewhere."

Adam looked confused.  "But, Kendra married me!  Obviously, there's
nothing wrong with the love she has for you.  How do you explain
that?"  Was it getting warmer in here?

"When love is strong, it lives.  It grows stronger as the love is
shared with others.  Simple."

Adam looked toward Kymber as she spoke.  Were her eyes always that
green?  Funny, he'd never noticed it before...

Lorne looked up at Devon and nodded.  Slowly, he removed himself from
the tangle of bodies at his feet, going to stand next to his son.

"Go to him, daughter," Devon said as he handed her off.  "He needs you
now more than ever.  Show him love."

"Thanks for helping me with this; I couldn't have done it without
you."

Lorne gave a loving look at his granddaughter.  "What's family for,
honey?"

Turning, Kendra looked down at her husband.  Adam was lost in thought,
not even noticing the circle of women around him.  With a smile, she
joined them.


[continues]

Rob Morton

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