Savant P11 (FF,Mf sed, voy FFfFfFff)

Savant Part 11

"Jake and I were just hot for each other when we met. We both just knew 
we would end up in bed, so we did. So no, other than Denise, I have 
never been seduced. It was quite a revelation to me. It really did help me
understand some of my patients." Jenny said. 

"You might have told me that before I started. I would have gone much 
easier on you." Denise said.

"What, and miss what we did today? Not on your life." Jenny giggled.

"Oh... So you enjoyed today?" Denise teased.

"You know very well I did. I never had a more wonderfull day in my 
life...... That bonding ceremony... Where did that come from?" Jenny 
asked.

"It developed spontainiously. A few days into Cindy's and my week 
together. I remember... We had developed a very deep feeling for each 
other. The only thing that troubled me, was how she might feel over my 
relationship with Betty, which I consider permanant. I asked her about 
it... She replied that she did not object to it, in fact she was glad for it
as 
Betty touched me in a way she never could. As I touched her in a way 
nobody else could, as I touched Betty in a way nobody else could. 

It was an acknowledgement of the idea that there can be more than one 
special somebody in your life at the same time. It was my biggest concern 
over our relationship, which had grown very strong. I think that moment 
was when our family as it is now was born. Once I knew that Cindy not 
only didn't mind, but approaved of my relationship with Betty... I don't 
know... I got tears of joy in my eyes... Cindy didn't understand and was 
concerned. I explained to her what I was feeling and why... She said she 
was mine forever, that our souls were wed. I don't know. I just dropped 
to my knees and said it. Kissing her over her heart. Then she did the same
to me. 

When we did the weekend at Andrea's cabin... When we all realized just 
how well we complimented each other, we all repeated it with each 
other." Denise said.

"Yes, Cindy did it to me in the shower first. Just about caused my heart to
burst. Then we both came in and did it with you and Andrea. That's when 
we became a family.. officially. All of us acknowledging our feelings for 
each of the others. Up till then... We had kind of been a collection of 
couples which interacted." Betty said.

"Yes, I remember. Andrea and I came in and woke you and Cindy up and 
made love with you all night. That weekend you and Cindy got real close 
too. Just as Andrea and I had. You're right; until that moment we were a 
collection of couples. From that moment on we've been a family." Denise 
said, reaching to grasp Betty's hand.

Betty drew the hand to her lips and kissed it softly. Her eyes misty with 
love. She turned to Jenny and took her hand, then did the same. 

"I had not known that you meant so much to Denise. That she repeated 
that vow with you tells me just how deeply she cares for you. I am 
thrilled by your union. I am no longer troubled with insecurity. Hearing 
Denise just now say how the vow developed... that she thought of us as 
permanant... It made it all more clear to me. I welcome you into our 
family." she said, misty eyed. 

Jenny was overwelmed by Betty's sentiment. She didn't know how to 
respond. Her eyes were filled with tears. She pulled Betty's hand to her 
lips and kissed it softly. 

"Thank you." she managed.

Denise looked at the table. The meal was fairly well consumed.

"I think... that we have a Christening to perform. To start you two on your
own union." she said, softly. 

"There she goes again making me wet." Betty said, smiling at her, "What 
good ideas you always seem to have." 

Denise kissed Betty's hand and then cleared the table and bussed the 
dishes. She put away the rest and then took the champange bottle and 
refilled everyones glass. 

"I believe the fire pit is the traditional place for Christenings." she said.

"Yes... it's more appropriate than where you named mine -on the counter 
in the library- the night I gave you your key to the door and you gave me 
the whistle. ...... Did she tell you about the whistle?" Betty asked.

"No, not a word." Jenny replied.

"Denise seems to have a knack of touching a soul in just the right manner.

On the night she officially moved in with me, I gave her a house key and 
she gave me a whistle with an engraved message on it. It looks like a 
math formula. It says the sum of A B C  D equals *one*. A for Andrea, B 
for me, C for Cindy and D for Denise. 

At times at work I've found myself just looking at it. The message seems 
to touch me deeply every time I see it. If I'm having a hard day, all I have
to do is look at that formula and it all becomes easier. Just knowing what
it means. I can turn back to the class with a different attitude. A more 
caring attitude. It helps me keep it all in perspective." Betty said, misty
eyed. 

Jenny looked uncomfortable. 

"What's wrong, love?" Denise asked.

Jenny looked at her suddenly, amazed at how perceptive she was.

"I don't really fit that formula... do I?" Jenny asked.

"Not as written no. But I don't think you really want to fit it like it means
either." Denise said.

"So why am I here?" Jenny asked, softly. 

"You would have to answer for yourself why you feel you are here. As 
far as how I feel; You told me you realized you loved me and that you 
wanted me. I've always loved and wanted you. 

You are here to celebrate a bond between us that has been growing since 
we met. 

As far as what your goals are, again that is a question for yourself to 
answer. I feel that you are here enjoying yourself, sharing love with those
you care for. As a long term goal, I *feel* you are here to learn tools that
will help make your relationship with Jake stronger. You've stated that 
you do not wish to lose him or your relationship with him. That by itself 
means that you do not desire to be a full time member of our family. We 
have no association with Jake and I for one have no desire to begin one. 
He's a nice guy and I am glad you have each other. The way I picture it, 
your relationship with him will get stronger as a result of this if you can
actually apply what you learn to that. 

You are welcome in my life and my bed as many times as you wish to be 
there. But I don't think that will happen very often if your relationship 
with Jake gets stronger. 

So no, you don't apply to that formula as written, but you don't *have* to
to be loved by us for what you are. That is just something that the four of
us share between each other. It does not preclude any of us from having 
very satisfying relations with anybody else. It just symbolizes that the 
four of us are permanant, no matter what else happens. Like I expect that 
Betty will develope a special relationship with Penelope and even Bobby 
for that matter. I also expect the one with Penelope to be recurrent, but 
not all that regular. If you decide to stay involved with us, then I would
expect much the same. And I would welcome that very much. The only 
thing I would not welcome would be to be the cause of you and Jake 
breaking up, because I know you love each other very deeply." Denise 
said.

"Alright... I can live with that.. I do love Jake very deeply. I also love you

very deeply. I do wish to continue having a relationship with you. With 
Betty too and possibly with the girls. But you are probably correct in that
it will not be a regular occurance if my relationship with Jake gets any 
stronger." Jenny said.

"Lets go over where it's more comfortable to talk." Denise suggested, 
taking her glass and leading Jenny to the fire pit area. 

Betty took her glass and moved to follow them. She looked thoughtful. 

"Alright. Why do you keep saying that Penelope and I will have a 
relationship? We have always been just friends and there has never been 
anything as much as a serious kiss between us." Betty asked, sitting on 
the sofa by Jenny. 

Denise sighed a bit. 

"Set down your glass and close your eyes." she said.

Betty smiled at her and did as she said.

"Alright, now I am going to tell you a hypothetical story. Do not argue or
comment. Just picture it in your mind. Okay?" Denise asked.

"Okay." Betty replied.

"Picture Penelope sitting across the room. You look at her and see the 
lines of her body. See how they flow sensually from one part to another. 
She looks up and finds you looking at her. Instead of looking away, you 
continue to look at her. Then you realize that she is looking at you in the
same manner. Observing your body and admiring it as you were hers. 
Then your eyes meet and your gazes lock. Neither of you can look away. 
Your eyes are telling you how much you've meant to each other over the 
years. 

Seemingly without any communication you both stand at the same time. 
Keeping your eyes glued to each others. You both approach the other 
slowly. You see how she moves and looks without breaking your eye 
contact. You move slowly together. There is soft music playing. When 
you meet, you move together and start to dance sensually to the soft 
music. You feel the warmth of her body next to yours. You are aware of 
her breasts touching yours through your clothes. Your eyes are still 
locked together. You sway and move sensually to the music. Aware of 
every place your bodies are touching. Something compells you and your 
head moves slowly forward at the same time as hers. Slowly your eyes 
decend shut as your lips move together. At the first touch of them it is as
an electric shock has passed through your bodies. You both feel it. The 
kiss starts soft and sensual, but you feel your passion growing and the 
kiss grows with it. Your lips part and your tongues meet and sensually 
swirl together. You kiss each other passionately now. The hands that 
have been held for dancing now begin to explore each others bodies. You 
caress each other softly as you continue to kiss. Your hands decend and 
cup her ass softly and you use them to pull her hips hard into yours. She 
does the same to you. Now your legs are between each others. Riding 
over each others womanhood. One hand moves on and you find the 
zipper in the back of her dress. She does the same to you. Together the 
zippers come down and the tops of your dresses come loose. They fall 
forward over your arms and you each move back just a bit and the 
dresses fall down between you. You lower your arms just enough to let 
them drop off them and then they are back touching each others now bare 
tops. You each step out of your dresses to the side. 

Neither of you has a bra on so when you move together again your 
breasts touch skin to skin. You revel in the feel of her warm skin touching
you. You feel the texture of her soft skin under your fingertips. Both of 
you have erect nipples and you can feel hers touching yours. Your hands 
move to cup her breasts. Your lips meet again and you kiss passionately 
as you feel her nipples riding over yours........ 

Now... how do you feel right now?" Denise asked.

While she was talking Betty's breath had become heavy in her breast. Her 
face was flushed with excitement and she squirmed a bit on the couch. 
She half moaned at times. Now she took a deep quivering breath and her 
body suddenly convulsed in a mild orgasm. A cry escaped her lips as her 
hips lifted from the sofa. Then she was panting for breath as she 
collapsed back onto the sofa. She slowly opened her eyes and looked at 
Denise. 

"I rest my case." Denise chuckled, sipping at her champange. 

Betty didn't say anything for a long time. 

Jenny had been listening and watching in total facination. Herself not 
unaffected by the story. Her face felt warm and she felt a dampness 
between her legs. 

"I don't know if that's a fair test. I was affected by your story as well. It
was very sexy. Your voice hypnotic and soft. I think almost anybody 
would have been affected by it." Jenny said.

"True... but you didn't experience an orgasm from it either, she did." 
Denise said. 

"She's right... as usual. I did not realize it myself. But the effects of her
little story on me are unmistakable. I desire Penelope... I have for a long
time. I also realize that she feels something special for me. Which I hadn't
been aware of. Your story reminded me of this afternoon. Our meeting 
just before we left. I think she feels the same for me... but neither of us
has ever admitted it to ourselves." Betty said, breathlessly. 

"You're not just talking yourself into it because the story made you feel 
something?" Jenny asked.

"No... the symptoms have been there all along. The story just reminded 
me of them. While she was talking ... I didn't really see what she was 
saying ... I guess a part of me did... but the rest of my mind was flitting
back to encounters we've had over the past five years and back even 
farther. Seeing the way she looked at me. Feeling what I had felt when I 
had looked at her, but never admitted to myself that I felt.

Today was as strong as I've ever felt it. Perhaps because I felt just a little

insecure because of your relationship with Denise. I don't know. But it 
was very strong. I guess that it's pretty obvious to you two? You both 
said something about it." Betty said.

"I was looking for it ahead of time. Based upon how you had talked about 
her all this past week. I thought it was a good possibility. Today I just 
watched you and it confirmed what I thought might have been a 
possibility. The part that kind of surprised me today, was that it was 
reciprocal. Not that you aren't adorable and desireable enough to turn 
anybody's head, but you had portrayed her as being very much into men. 
So I did not expect it. But she's got it just as bad for you as you do for
her. I have little doubt of that." Denise said.

"Yes.. I saw it too. At least your side. I commented to Denise that you 
were hiding your feelings from yourself. But I seriously doubt that 
anybody else noticed." Jenny said.

"God, I hope not. That would sure as hell supply the sharks with a 
feeding frenzy." Betty said.

"I think you're safe there. For one we were pretty isolated from the crowd
durring most of the encounters. And secondly they were pretty subtle. I 
was looking for them and Jenny is a highly trained psychologist who 
always watches for such subtlety." Denise said.

"That's a relief. I couldn't imagine what Oscar would do with such 
information." Betty said.

"He's sure a nasty little one. He tried to provoke me several times today.
Just after I talked to your father I guess I had a little smile on my face. He

came up and said I had a secret he could guess at. I told him he was free 
to speculate all he wished, but I felt no compulsion to either confirm or 
deny his speculations. He implied that my happy secret was my 
association with an heiress and a foot up in the world. I said that my 
association had begun before I knew you were an heiress and that I 
needed no foot up from anyone, but that I could think of a good place for 
a foot to be. Then I said I had a compelling urge to powder my nose and 
just walked away from him." Denise related.

Betty chucled. 

"Good on you. I would have loved to have seen his face when you 
implied where a foot might best go. 

He's always been a snotty little brat. Even worse as a kid. He's also 
basically worthless as a human being. He has never done a lick of work in 
his life. I don't know how he ever got through college. He probably paid 
others to take his tests for him and do his studying. He thinks of himself
as an aristocrat because his parents are wealthy. He thinks everybody 
should look up to him because of that. I think he resents me because my 
parents are wealthier. He doesn't know how to act around me. By his 
code he should look up to me, but he never looked up to anybody. So he 
tries to degrade me and pull me down to his level, as he sees it. Sorry, I'm
not into mud crawling and slinging. He also thinks that anybody not rich 
is trying to sponge off those who are. Probably because he encourages it 
with his friends.. If you could call them that. I think if he ever quit paying

for their fun that most of them would vanish without a trace. He's never 
had a friend like you are to me. You probably confuse the hell out of 
him." Betty said.

"Well, I don't really give a shit much about him. I'm kind of sorry I let him
annoy me even enough for me to respond.... But enough of talk about 
negative people. We have an enchanting guest here whom we are 
neglecting." Denise said, leaning to kiss Jenny tenderly. 

Jenny's lips met hers hungrily. Denise let her deepen the kiss as much as 
she wanted. It was obvious that she wanted it very deep. She responded 
in kind. Finally she pulled back. 

"So tell me, my love. Was it what you expected today?" she asked.

"No... Not at all.... Well... partially, I guess. I had imagined you to be a
very talented lover indeed. But I had no idea of just what that meant. I 
knew you must be as you seemed to be quite adroit at keeping three 
women blissfully happy. But I guess I pictured it much differently, 
probably based upon my frame of reference of what loving was. I 
pictured you using dildos and such. As my reference for pleasure was 
based upon penetration. I also pictured you using cunilingus much as Jake 
does. Simply as a part of foreplay. It never occured to me it could be a 
totally satisfying form of lovemaking all by itself. I guess the one that 
really surprised me was the last one. When you moved over me. I had no 
clue women could ever make love that way." Jenny answered.   

"As far as keeping three women blissfully happy, they go a long way 
towards keeping each other happy without me, or besides me. 

As far as using dildos, well the only time I ever really felt any kind of 
satisfaction from them was when Cindy and I used a soft one between us 
as an extention tool. Not inside us, but between us. We don't have those 
wonderfull extentions you two do. So when we're sitting face to face our 
parts don't touch. That's how we used it; Me sitting down in the hot tub 
and her straddling me. We put it between us and it was just right for 
rubbing each of us as we rocked together. Then one night at Andrea's 
request I used that little outfit she had on on that tape with Cindy. She 
wanted both Betty and I to take her at the same time, front and back. That
was kind of fun. You can't see in the tape that there was a piston that 
goes inside and pumps into you while you are pumping into another. Like 
I say, that was kind of fun. But not what I prefer. 

The way I best prefer was the way we did it at the last. That's the way 
that induces the deepest feelings of intimacy between myself and others. 
At least I feel it deeper. Betty and I use that quite a bit and so do Cindy
and I. Andrea likes just about anything. But she has her favorites too. 
Really, I guess we alternate between everything. I quite like mutual 
cunilingus. We can make a square between the four of us that is very 
satisfying. It doesn't get old either as it's different when we are in
different 
places. Each of them is satisfying, but it feels different with each of them.
Plus there is the added pleasure of the different aroma's and flavors. Then
there are other variations of that. Two pairs side by side with interaction
between them. Three on one, two on one, one on one. With there being 
four of us, there seems to be almost endless variation. None of it seems to
be getting old or routine. Not even with Betty and I who probably do it 
the most of all of us." Denise said, squeezing Betty's hand. 

"Sometimes.... -no, most times- you amaze me. I don't know how you can 
talk about it so casually. God, you got me just dripping with desire just 
now while you seem unaffected." Betty chuckled.

"I'm not unaffected by it. Why do you think I like to talk about it so 
much? I'm fully aware of the effect talking about it has on others. That's
partailly why I do it. But besides that... I don't mind talking about 
something I feel is a natural lovely experience between two people, or 
just one person by themselves. You remember I told you about my 
student galery? How I used it. How it started. I feel no shame over the 
fact that I can and do please myself when the mood strikes me. Like now 
if I felt like it. This ought to get you two hot for each other if my previous

attempts have failed." Denise said, pulling her robe aside and moving her 
fingers between her legs. 

Jenny was downright shocked, by the sight, but she felt her face flush and
her eyes were glued to what Denise was doing to herself. 

"I touch myself like this and I think how it felt to touch you like this 
earlier today or Betty this morning. Or how it felt when both of you 
touched me here earlier." Denise said, her face red as she rubbed her 
clitoris and played her fingers between her labia. 

Both women were now breathing heavier and felt warm and sort of 
squirmed in their seats as they watched Denise rub herself. She moved 
her robe away from her breasts and moved her moist fingers up to circle 
her nipples while the other hand continued in its place. 

"Do you know how hot you two got me earlier when you were showing 
each other your bodies? Remember what you saw? How it affected you? 
Wouldn't you like to see it again, now?" Denise asked, huskily. 

Jenny kind of quivered and half moaned. She found herself looking at 
Betty now. Their eyes locked together and they seemed entranced by 
each other. Without looking away Betty opened her robe and revealed her 
body to Jenny. Jenny moaned softly and untied her robe. She slowly 
opened it and revealed herself to Betty. 

"Look each other in the eye as you touch those wonderfully unique and 
sensitive regions of your bodies. Think about how it will feel when they 
meet." Denise said.

Jenny blushed brightly, but her breath was deep and rapid. She found her 
fingers moving over her thighs. She watched as Betty mirrored her 
actions. Herself flushed in excitement. Their fingers moved to bracket 
their clitorises and they touched them tenatively. Both shuddering slighly
in response. 

"Let your desire for each other be a tool of passion. The longer you 
withhold your touch from each other, the deeper your desire and the 
stronger your ultimate passion. Yet you share joy at a distance. You are 
sisters in your uniqueness. Each ulitmately feminine and lovely. Jenny 
with her wonderful nipples. Betty with her svelt athletic firmness. Both 
with full warm lips and adroit tongues. Both sexy and senusal. See how 
the other is flushed with desire and hear their breath heavy in their breast.
Each others nipples hard and erect. Your wonderfull clitorises erect and 
hungry for each other. See how their erectness spreads the labia and 
reveals the dampness of their womanhood. A glistening in the firelight 
indicating a readiness for each others love. See how the fire flickers off
the dampness and sparkles in each others eyes. Know the warmth of the 
fire glow and how it is like your passion for each other. Reach into your 
labia's and touch the portals of your womanhood. Feel what each other is 
feeling, what I am feeling as my fingers probe into my vagina." Denise 
crooned softly. 

Both Betty and Jenny found themselves following Denise's words. Their 
fingers delved between their labia and into their womanhood. Each 
moaned softly and felt the tingling beginnings of their impending 
orgasms. Neither realizing that each was timing herself off the others. 
Waiting for Denise to trigger their orgasm with her own. She didn't 
dissapoint as she suddenly cried out and her hips lifted in convulsion. She
was followed immediately by both Betty and Jenny who emptied their 
lungs in unison. All three collapsed back onto the sofa panting for breath.

"You have... both.... made .. love... to the ... other... without .... 
touching..... " Denise panted, gasping for breath. 

Both of them seemed to moan softly in response. Nobody spoke for a 
long time as they recovered. Denise seemed to recover first. She moved 
to Betty and knelt before her. She bent and kissed her deeply. 

"Don't you ever get the feeling that I don't love you or need you in my 
life. We are *forever*. You will always be my first and deepest love. You 
are the one who made me know it was worth loving again. You re-
awakenened my heart when it was sleeping. I may love others, but I will 
always love you." Denise said, softly. 

Betty let out a moan and was suddenly hugging Denise for all she was 
worth. They hugged for a long time. Then Denise kissed her tenderly and 
pulled back. 

Next she moved to Jenny and bent over her and kissed her tenderly. 

"When I was hurting, you are the one who healed my heart. You will 
always occupy a special place in it. I desire most your happiness. We 
may share love and joy together again or this may be our only time. It 
does not matter. For I will always love you. Our souls are wed. 

You are the one who made it possible for me to love again. To feel what I 
do for Betty, Cindy and Andrea. Without you I would be a broken empty 
heart. 

I desire to give back that compassion you showed me. To do all I can to 
make your life as satisfying and joyful as may be. 

Now you have shown your passion for another I love. I am joyful in your 
impending union. I wish you to know the joy that I know each time I am 
in her arms. I wish you to understand all that you have made possible for 
me. You need not do this if your heart does not feel it. But I will revel in
your mutual joy if you do. I love you." Denise said, softly. 

Now Jenny was hugging her with all her might. Denise held her skin to 
skin against her. After a time she lifted her head and they kissed once 
more. Then Denise pulled back between them. She reached out with both 
her arms and took their hands. She slowly drew them together. When 
Betty's and Jenny's hands touched they entwined their fingers. Denise 
held their two hands in hers and bent and kissed them both. Then she 
moved back. 

Betty and Jenny looked at each other and slowly moved together. Their 
lips met and they kissed tenderly. Each felt Denise's hand on their legs. 
Just touching them in support. It was Jenny who pulled Betty over atop 
her and kissed her deeply while her hands moved to her breasts. They 
kissed hungrily. Their hands moving over each others bodies. Betty 
shifted position a bit and began to move over her. Euenika and Irana 
became intimate and soon the two of them were bucking and moaning in 
delight. Because of the extended nature of the two of them, they felt a 
deeper sensation than other women would feel. They had the added 
feeling of side contact where others would only feel top contact. It hardly
took any time at all before they cried out in their first orgasm. It was only
the beginning. 

Jenny now rolled atop Betty and taught herself the motions that Betty had 
been using upon her. Joyfull in the new sensations that she felt. She 
happened to look over and Denise was sitting with her back to the 
fireplace, sipping champange and watching them with a blissfull smile on 
her face. It was sufficient to trigger another orgasm in Jenny. Her 
increased bucking triggered Betty's. 

Now Betty moved to sit up on the sofa. She pulled Jenny over her, 
straddling her hips. Few other women in the world could have felt what 
they did in that position. Their clitorises long enough that they could 
contact each other as Jenny sat atop her lap. They kissed deeply and felt 
each others breasts. Betty's hands moved behind Jenny and cupped her 
ass. She used them to guide their rhythm and movements. Pulling Jenny 
hard into her as they rocked together to yet another deep orgasm. 

Betty felt a hand between her legs and felt Denise's fingers enter her. Her
thumb lifted up and entered Jenny. It triggered a another deep orgasm in 
them both. The hand withdrew and Denise sat back and alternated licking 
her fingers and sipping champange. 

Betty and Jenny sat snuggled together and softly caressed each other as 
they cooled off. Denise moved up behind them and added her caresses. 
Then moved beside them and kissed each of them tenderly. 

"I'm envious that I can't do that too. I mean in that position. You have 
both just proved that your attributes make you uniquely more of a 
woman, not less. I consider myself blessed that I have the opportunity to 
love you both." Denise said, caressing the two of them. 

Betty leaned to kiss her. Then turned back to kiss Jenny. 

"Move over her with your legs atop hers and both of you spread your legs 
wide. I want to make love to you both at the same time." Betty said to the
two of them. 

Jenny smiled and did as Betty had instructed her. Her long clitoris making
contact with Denise's. Betty moved between their legs and hers made 
contact with both of them..Suddenly she was thrusting up between their 
legs. Both women gasped in pleasure as Betty drove her large clitoris into
them. Her hip movements causing it to drag upwards between Denise's 
labia and slide over their clitorises and on up between Jenny's. Denise 
kissed Jenny hungrily and felt her breasts. They rocked together between 
Betty's strokes. In this manner it took hardly any time at all for them all to

reach a deep, soul gripping orgasm. Three voices cried out in unison and 
Betty collapsed atop Jenny's back. Denise reached around Jenny to hold 
her there and caress her tenderly. Finally Betty managed to move to the 
side and crawl up onto one side of Denise. Jenny managed to roll to the 
other side and then the all three just lay there panting for breath. Denise's
hands caressing the two women to either side of her and theirs caressing 
her. Denise moved her hands down over the two womens pubic mounds 
and lightly touched their clitorises. Not enough to overly stimulate them,
just to touch them both at once. 

"I love you both." she managed to say. 

In response both women rolled to kiss her. Spontainiously they shared a 
three way kiss. Their tongues touching between them much as their 
clitorises had shortly before. 

They lay snuggled to each side of Denise for a while longer, very much in 
love with each other. Then Betty extracted herself. She moved and got 
the champange bottle and came back and  filled their glasses again. Jenny 
rolled back to sitting position when Betty knelt before her. A bit anxious
over what she was doing now. Denise knew. She sat up and accepted a 
glass from Betty, smiling benevolently at her. 

Betty pushed Jenny's legs apart and moved between them. She looked up 
at Jenny and kissed her softly. Then she got solemn. She handed Jenny a 
glass. 

"I dub thee: Irana, in honor of Sappho, our cousin sister of love. Irana the
bearer of peace and tranquility." she said.

She clinked her glass with both Denise and Jenny and the two of them 
clinked glasses. Then Betty took a sip and then bent and kissed Jenny's 
clitoris. Sucking it between her lips she let the champange in her mouth 
bubble over it. Jenny giggled in response. It didn't last as Betty continued
to kiss and lick the large protrusion. The giggle turned into a soft moan as
Betty adroitly flicked her tongue over it. The moan got deeper as Betty's 
probes did. The tongue pushed between her labia and delved into her 
portal of pleasure, picking up flavor, only to return to the now fully erect
and throbbing clitoris. 

Jenny's breath became heavy once more. Denise added to her pleasure 
when she took a sip and moved in to place her mouth over a nipple. The 
tongue swirled around the nipple exciting it. It was like nothing Jenny 
ever felt before, to be orally stimulated in two places at once. She sort of
melted inside and her face flushed in the heat of her excitement. Denise 
was using her hand to excite the other breast. She took another sip of 
champange and moved her mouth to Jenny's second nipple to give it the 
same treatment as she had the first. Her hand moved to the first to keep it
aroused. Finally she took a last sip and lifted her head up to share it with
Jenny in a deep satisfying kiss. In the midst of the kiss Jenny groaned 
deeply and suddenly her hips lifted in orgasm as the convulsion gripped 
her. Betty didn't miss a lick as she adroitly followed her hip movements. 
Finally she pulled back her head, but continued to caress Jenny's legs and
abdomen. Denise pulled back and added her caresses to her breasts, neck 
and arms. Jenny sat gasping for breath. 

Denise winked at Betty, then moved down to trade places with her. Betty 
moved up onto the other side of Jenny as Denise moved between her 
legs. 

"I verify thy naming. Irana, a fair name full of grace and dignity. Bearer
of peace and tranquility for all she touches." Denise said, clinking her 
glass with Betty's and Jenny's. 

She took a sip and set her glass aside as she moved in to duplicate Betty's
actions. Jenny groaned deeply once more. Aghast at the renewed attack 
upon her still trembling body. Betty moved in to duplicate Denise's 
actions upon her nipples. Denise let a small amount of champange dribble 
out of her mouth, down over the clitoris and between the labia, then 
swallowed and  went in search of it with her tongue. The effect was not 
lost on Jenny who quivered internaly. When Betty moved to kiss her 
deeply and Denise return with vigor to her clitors it was too much for 
Jenny and she went off agian. Denise followed her hip movements 
perfectly and kept going. She added her fingers to her stimulation. 
Pushing two up inside her vagina. She twisted them around and found 
Jenny's G-spot, then wiggled the ends to stimulate it. Again Jenny went 
off, again Denise followed her hip movements without missing a lick. 
Lastly Denise took a long swipe between her legs from almost the anus 
all the way up and around the clitors before pulling back to let Jenny 
recover a bit. 

Jenny lay panting in Betty's tender embrace. Betty pulled her up onto her 
lap and held her tenderly while Denise moved up on the other side. She 
snagged hers and Jenny's glass of champange and sat back waiting till 
Jenny was breathing somewhat more calmly. Then she handed her glass 
to Jenny. Betty reached for hers off the end table, knowing Denise. 

"To my dear loves and dear friends. I am rich that they are the same 
people." Denise toasted. 

Betty and Jenny clinked glasses with her and they polished off the good 
stuff. Denise colected the glasses and bussed them to the sink, then 
returned and kissed each of them deeply. 

"Shall we go to bed, loves?" she asked.

Jenny quivered in Betty's arms a bit and nodded. 

"I think she's ready. She probably thinks we're going to let her sleep. Silly
girl. I'll take her, you get the robes." Betty replied, rising with Jenny in
her arms. 

Denise chuckled as she collected the robes. As an afterthought she moved 
to the kitchen and prepaired a pot of coffee and set it on the timer for 
morning. Then she made her way upstairs. 

Betty was already making love to Jenny once again as Denise walked in. 
She dumped the robes and moved in to kiss each of them passionately. 
Then acted as a free agent moving between them stimulating nipples and 
caressing and kissing. Between the two of them they hardly let her get 
any sleep till almost four in the morning. Then they snuggled together, 
one to either side of Denise as they caressed each other to sleep. 

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 Denise awoke and found Betty clinging to her. Almost trembling. Jenny 
was snuggled to her other side sleeping deeply. Denise hugged Betty in 
her arms, feeling her tremble. She held her tightly and sought out her lips
with her own. They quivered as she kissed her tenderly. 

"What's troubling you, my love?" Denise asked, quietly. 

Betty quivered against her for a moment before replying. 

"You shame me." Betty said.

"I beg your pardon." Denise said.

"You make me feel ashamed.... I was so worried about losing you. 
Instead you give me a great gift." Betty said, tears in her eyes.

"You are in no danger whatsoever of ever losing me. And I do not know 
what gift you are talking about." Denise replied, caressing her softly. 

"The gift of knowing I am not alone. That my uniqueness makes me 
special, not a freak. And here I am almost in panic that I am losing you...
and I find that you are simply helping another just like me. Not for your 
own pleasure, but to make her life with another more rewarding.... God, I 
feel so ashamed." Betty wept. 

Denise pulled her tighter into her embrace and hugged her. 

"Now you listen to me. I am a person of their word. If I say something, I 
mean it. *We are forever*. You and I. No matter who else is in our lives 
for whatever reason. I would be devistated and lost without you. You are 
my life, my deepest love and my dreams. I love you without measure or 
limitation. 

I also love others. Something that you have *encouraged* me to do. 
Something that you do yourself. Has your love for Andrea or Cindy 
interfered with what you feel for me? By the same token my love of 
others does not interfere with my love for you.  As to my pleasure. I have
enjoyed myself immensely with Jenny -also at your encouragement- but 
my greatest pleasure from her is knowing that she is where she is 
happiest, which I believe is with Jake. Had I believed that her greatest 
happiness lay with us, then I would have encouraged that -also as you 
have encouraged me to do. 

Now I give you the same freedom to enjoy others that you have given me. 
As I will with Penelope. If you do not wish to persue that, then don't. If
you do, then I will work with you to make that relationship as rewarding 
for you as possible. If you do not wish me to be involved with others, tell
me so. 

I assume that would mean others besides Cindy and Andrea. But even 
including them if you wish. That would take time to break away from to 
do as little damage to them as possible. But if it is going to interfere with
my relationship with you to stay involved with them, then I will take that
time and try to figure a way to break it off. We'd have to work together 
on that as they love you as deeply now as they do me. 

But I don't believe you wish to do that. 

If you wish to limit our relationships to just us and the girls, then that is
fine by me. I need no others to feel complete. But that is not going to 
work if you wish to have outside relationships as well, that includes 
Bobby. 

The way I picture it, love. The four of us are permanant -forever and 
always. Others may come and go in our lives, perhaps even stay with us 
for a time or forever. But no matter what else, *we* are forever. 

So you decide. How do you want us to be? I will abide by what you 
decide. Happily as YOU are my primary partner, forever and for all 
time." Denise said, softly. 

"You love me that much, that you would give up even Cindy and 
Andrea?" Betty sobbed. 

"Yes, it would hurt. Not only me but them a lot more. But I would do that 
if it was necessary to retain your love." Denise said. 

"No... I do not desire that. I'm sorry... It's just my insecurities coming
out. 
I never knew I could feel this way about anybody. I just get scared. I 
don't know how to act. I don't know what to expect. I guess I've 
missunderstood about your other relationsihips. I thought I had to let you
be involved in order to keep you. I never thought of it in relation to what
you were doing for me at the same time, as with Bobby or Penelope. 
You've been excessively generous to me. To us all. I love those girls as 
much as you. I would be devistated by losing them. I would be more 
devistated by what it would do to them. But you didn't have to share 
either of them with me. They both loved you first and you magnanimously 
shared them with me. You encouraged them to love me. You encouraged 
all of us to love each other. Just as you did last night with Jenny and I.
That's why I feel shame. I was jealous of your relationship with her, and 
you turn around and share the great treasure of her love with me. In the 
process you gave each of us that great gift. That understanding that we 
are not freaks. That we are uniquely feminine. I've wronged you." Betty 
said, sobbing.

"No you haven't. It's all my fault. I should have seen how you felt. We 
should have talked about it more. I promise you that in the future we will
talk about it. But if you ever start feeling insecure again, *tell* me about
it for gods sake. It's easy for me to get preoccupied with situations and 
not see how they affect those around me that I love dearly. And I *do* 
love you dearly. I'd be lost without your love. I never want to lose you 
either. So if you get feeling that way, let me know, *please?*" Denise 
asked.

"I promise..... God I love you." Betty said, clinging to her tightly. 

"I love you too, darling. I always will. So don't go feeling insecure. I want
to be with you far beyond when my hair turns white and yours turns 
silver." Denise said. 

Betty kissed her passionately. Denise returned it measure for measure. 
Finally they lay clinging to each other for a long time. 

"Do me a favor?" Denise said.

"Name it. Anything." Betty said.

"Snuggle to Jenny while I make breakfast?" Denise asked.

"That's doing you a favor? Sounds more like you doing me a favor. How 
about you snuggle to her and I make breakfast?" Betty offered.

"No love. My turn. Please?" Denise asked.

"Okay...  I'm sorry I'm such a whimp." Betty said.

"You aren't a whimp. You are my hero. You saved my heart from a 
lifetime of emptiness." Denise said, kissing her forehead and then 
extracting herself from the bed. 

Denise found her robe and slippers, used the bathroom and then made her 
way downstairs. Betty moved toward Jenny, who feeling the absense 
rolled to meet her. They snuggled together. Betty held her tenderly in her
arms, softly kissing her on the forehead. 

Denise was thoughtful as she set about making breakfast. Betty's 
insecurity had taken her totally by surprise. Seemingly coming out of the 
blue. She didn't really know how to deal with it. She really did feel just as
she had told Betty she felt. She really intended to grow old with her, 
enjoying every minute of it. The only thing she could think of would 
endanger her career. That was getting a tattoo on one of her ass cheeks 
that said: "Property of Betty Hart.". That was a bit extreme, but if that's
what it ultimately required, she would gladly do it, career or not. 

Jenny awoke snuggled in Betty's loving arms. She smiled and sort of 
quivered feeling the arms around her. She opened her eyes and found 
Betty looking at her, affectionately. 

"Good morning, love. Sleep well?" Betty asked.

"Mmm Like a baby. Have you been holding me all night?" Jenny asked.

"No, we both fell asleep snuggled to either side of Denise. She's down 
making us breakfast." Betty said, kissing her forehead. 

"Oh... Should we go help her?" Jenny asked.

"Nope... It's a tradition. First time loves get breakfast in bed and don't
wake up alone. You are to stay here snuggled to me until our breakfast is 
delivered." Betty said.

"Oh.... That's nice.... I had a good time last night.... I want to thank you.
You showed me a lot. Things I never dreamed I could do. Things I never 
knew I could feel. I was worried about you and Denise over me. I don't 
ever want to come between you." Jenny said. 

Betty hugged her tightly and kissed her softly on the lips. 

"You won't.... I know that now. I'm a little ashamed of how I felt 
yesterday." Betty said.

"Oh? How so?" Jenny asked.

"I was jealous of you. That you had been Denise's friend for so long. And 
that's stupid. Instead I should have been greatfull to you for being her 
good friend over that time." Betty said. 

"It's natural to feel insecure about those we love. You need not feel 
shame. You showed your true love for her by acting as you did despite 
how you felt. I admire that greatly. I don't know if I would have been so 
generous. But you need not fear me. As much as I have enjoyed myself, 
Denise made me realize just how much I love Jake. I think to continue 
this would threaten our relationship, so this is probably it for me. After
our time here then I don't think I will be able to do this again. I will take
the tools you both have shown me and use them to make my relationship 
with him stronger. 

But you needn't have feared me anyway. I know Denise. She has not been 
happier in the entire time I have known her. I don't think she's been 
happier in her whole life. That woman loves your butt. 

Not that I'm encouraging it, but I don't think you could screw up badly 
enough to drive her away. She needs you. As I was telling you the night I 
met you at the ice cream parlor; Denise needed someone to renew her 
faith in love. Someone *worth* loving. You are that someone. That 
*perfect* someone.  Where she is insecure, you are secure. Where you 
are secure, she is insecure. You compliment each other perfectly. You are 
the jock who reads books, she is the nerd who climbs ropes. You were 
made for each other and I for one wouldn't want to be the one who tried 
to pick up the pieces if you two broke up. I'm not that good. Nobody is 
that good. You would both be devistated. I see no reason why your 
relationship can't last forever if you both work at it. Hell, you even have
children." Jenny said.

"Children?" Betty asked, not comprehending.

"Cindy and Andrea. As much as you both find them sexually rewarding, 
they fullfill another roll in your lives. They are the children you two 
couldn't have as a couple. They have needs which you two are in a 
possition to provide. They have problems which you two are dealing 
with. They have desires that you two fullfill. They need guidance and 
dicipline which you two are providing. They are your children and you 
both watch over them and guide them like mothers. The only problem I 
see with that is that usually children grow up and leave home. You should 
expect that as a possibility. I don't know if the loving that you share will
be sufficient to stop that. It might. But don't count on it. You should be
prepaired to gracefully give them their freedom and let them make their 
own way in the world as loving parents would." Jenny said.

"Thank you. I will keep that in mind.... I never thought of them that way...
But I can see that you are correct. Not that I think parents should be 
doing with their children what we are doing with them." Betty chuckled.

"I don't know. It might very well last. Nobody really knows about things 
like that. Your whole relationship is unconventional. But I think you both
..... no, all of you,  seem to thrive on unconventional relationships. 
Besides which you are doing some very strong bonding rituals. Like your 
vows... like your working on the house together. Like bonding together to 
face outside threats to your relationship. Like you did when you dealt 
with the police. Like you both did when you layed your careers on the 
line when dealing with June. The girls won't forget those things. None of 
you will. And if it works out like it may with Bobby then there will be 
another factor that may well keep it together. There will be an incentive 
here for the girls to stay here when they get older. But you can both help
that. As hard as it may be, you have to give them their freedom to choose 
this for themselves. When they go off to college. You have to look the 
other way while they are doing things that other kids are doing. If they 
come back, then be gratefull and thank your lucky stars. If they don't, 
wish them well and be gratefull for what you had." Jenny said. 

"You know, the more I talk to you, the more impressed I am with you. I 
can see why Denise has carried a torch for you all these years. I mean 
besides you being a knock-em-dead, tall, sexy redhead who happens to 
be brilliant, honest, kind, caring, generous and ethical with great hooters
and a nice ass." Betty said.

"Thank you... I feel much the same about you. If I didn't care so much for
Jake and didn't feel he would feel it a threat to our relationship, I would
love to wake up and find myself in your arms a whole bunch more." 
Jenny said, kissing her softly. 

"Mmm That would be nice. ... Since this may be your only time, I guess 
we ought not waste it talking. But just one more question; What about the 
girls. Do you wish to experience this with them?" Betty asked.

"I'm still torn about that. I really quite like both of them. And I am 
intrigued." Jenny said.

"But?" Betty promtped.

"But... I don't know. Do they really want to?" Jenny asked.

"I don't think there's much quiestion of that. The great hooters and nice 
ass part of that description of you was added by them. Although both are 
definately true." Betty chuckled.

"You sure I'm not just an authority figure to them? Someone they would 
want to bed because of who I am?" Jenny asked.

"The thought never crossed my mind. They handled that very well with 
June in fact. You could hardly find more of an authority figure to them 
than her. But when it came right down to it they were quite relieved that 
she was not going to be part of our relationship. Those girls are very 
mature for their ages. No, I think it is genuine desire on their parts. 
Perhaps they feel gratefull to you for what you've done and are doing for 
them, but I think that's a minor factor in their desire." Betty said.

"Alright... But lets see how it feels." Jenny said. 

"Of course. Nobody wants anybody to do anything they don't want to do 
around here. Except homework maybe. And they don't make much fuss 
about even that." Betty chuckled, "Tonight if you feel like it, just sleep in
the guest room. You are quite welcome to either accept or decline any 
offers for company, which you are  sure to get, starting with me. But I 
won't be offended if you want to spend a night alone with Denise, 
especially if this is going to be your only time with us." 

"As you say, then we shouldn't waste any of our precious time talking, 
which we can to anytime." Jenny said, moving to kiss her. 

"Mmm Just a few more moments of time, if you please. I need to go and I 
want to brush my teeth." Betty said. 

"Okay, I'd like to do the same. But my bag is in your car." Jenny said.

"You will find a new tooth brush in the right hand drawer in the 
bathroom. Would you like to go first?" Betty offered.

"No, you go ahead. As your need is probably more pressing than mine." 
Jenny said.

"I accept." Betty chuckled, stealing a kiss and then slipping away. 

Jenny lay back. Thinking about her night. She smiled to herself. Betty 
returned a few minutes later and Jenny slid out and into the bathroom. 
She was back also in a few minutes. Betty pulled her to her and they 
kissed deeply.  

When Denise carried the breakfast tray up she found them softly 
caressing each other as they cooled down again. She smiled at them.

"That's what I like to see. My loves happily satiated. Sit up. This is 
heavy." Denise said. 

She set it on the dresser anyway as the pair sat up. She snagged the other
bed tray and transferred a plate, coffee mug and something else to it, then
moved to place it around Jenny. 

"Good morning, love. Did you sleep well?" she asked, collecting a kiss. 

Jenny held her in the kiss for a long time and hugged her neck before 
letting her lose again.

"Mmm Very well, thank you. And thanks *to* you." Jenny chuckled.

She turned and spotted the single rose in the small vase on her tray and 
got tears in her eyes. 

Denise moved to move the other tray around Betty, who also kissed her 
deeply. Betty was surprised to spot a rose on her tray too.

"Now just where the hell did you get this?" Betty asked.

"Not going to tell you. It's a secret." Denise giggled, sitting on the bed by
her and snagging her coffee cup off her tray.

"A woman of mystery and great resources.... I know the florists were 
closed yesterday. And she hasn't been anywhere this morning." Betty 
said. 

She looked over and Jenny was still looking at her rose. Tears dripping 
down her cheeks. 

"You'd better do something about that woman over there. I think the 
dam's broke." Betty chuckled.

Denise kissed her cheek and then moved to Jenny's side, setting her 
coffee cup on her tray. Jenny hugged her tightly. Kind of quivering. 

"Thank you. It's lovely." she said, still crying.

"Why the tears, love?" Denise asked.

"Nobody ever gave me flowers in the morning." Jenny said.

"Flower, singular. And if that's true then I'd better have a little talk with
Jake." Denise chuckled.

"He's given me flowers before, but never in the morning.. Thank you. It's 
romantic." Jenny said, hugging her to her. 

"Yes, a little romance never hurt anybody. But eat your breakfast before 
it gets cold." Denise said, kissing her on the cheek.

"It tastes wonderful, love. A new recipe?" Betty asked.

"An old one that just came back to me. That dessert tray yesterday 
reminded me of it." Denise said.

"Mmm This is great. Yes, that dessert tray would likely have reminded 
anybody of every treat they ever had before." Jenny mused.

"That's my mother for you. She puts the kitchen staff through hell on 
holidays." Betty giggled.

"Well, just to let you know ahead of time. I promised the Crowther's my 
presence for Christmas dinner. I think Marge was a little dissapointed I 
didn't go over there yesterday. When I took Cindy home last Sunday she 
asked about it. I told her I already was scheduled at your parents and 
agreed to rain check for next year plus Christmas dinner this year so she 
wouldn't feel bad." Denise said.

"I understand. Dinner at the inlaws." Betty chuckled, "But it's good you 
told me now. That gives me the month to break it to mother about 
Christmas and a whole year to let her know you won't be to thanksgiving 
next year. That's the tough one." 

"I understand dinner at the inlaws. We almost always go to Jake's parents 
for the holiday dinners." Jenny said.

"Tell me about you being adopted. How is it that you don't know your 
birthdate?" Denise asked.

"I was found in a box on the steps of a church when I was just a baby. 
They put me up for adoption. The Hastings adopted me when I was still a 
baby. They raised me as their own. Here I am. But there was no 
information on me when I was found." Jenny said.

"Sounds like your mother had some hard times and just wanted you to be 
cared for by someone who could." Denise said.

"I guess. I just don't know. I was told that I was left on the steps durring a

service, so I wasn't out there for very long. Whoever my parents were, 
they wanted me to be found quickly. It's not like they left me in a 
dumpster or something." Jenny said.

"How old were you when you found out you were adopted?" Betty asked.

"Five. When all the fuss started over my not having a birth certificate. I
heard my foster parents talking about it. I asked them and they told me." 
Jenny said. 

"I can't imagine that they didn't have a birthday party for you anyway. 
Just pick a day and have a party." Denise said.

"The Hastings weren't a very party oriented family anyway. I don't know. 
We were never really very close. They were good people though. They 
never mistreated me. We just weren't very close." Jenny said.

"Weren't? They are deceased?" Denise asked.

"Yes, when I was in college. They were pretty old anyway. They must 
have been in their fifties when they adopted me. I think that's part of why
we were never very close. They were sort of too old to be parents of a 
baby." Jenny said.

"Did you ever try to find your real parents?" Betty asked.

"How? I mean I was left on the steps of a church. That's all the 
information I had." Jenny said.

"Which church? Maybe there was a lead there." Denise asked.

"St. Judes in Denver. That's were I was raised, but the church didn't have
any idea. I think it was just picked at random.." Jenny said.

"Maybe... Well, I for one would gladly adopt you, now that you are an 
orphin again." Denise said, leaning to kiss her cheek.

"Thank you. But I don't think they like foster parents doing what we did 
last night with their children." Jenny giggled.

"No, and they don't usualy let lesbians adopt children either." Denise 
chuckled.

"She was talking about that just this morning while you were cooking 
breakfast. Seems that Cindy and Andrea are our *symbolic* children." 
Betty said.

"Oh... How so?" Denise asked.

"They let us fullfill our instinctive roll as parents that we wouldn't be able

to fill otherwise because of the nature of our relationship. Or so I 
gathered from what she said." Betty said.

"That's essentially correct. Yes. Despite your physical relationship with 
them you supply them with guidance and protection." Jenny said.

"But they both have parents." Denise said.

"Just the same. It's not uncommon for people who never marry to have a 
sort of adopted family. They are quite often close to other peoples 
children. You aren't really substituting for their real parents. You are in
addition to them. 

But in a way you are substituting for their real parents. Think about the 
rolls that you fill for the girls. The kind of problems that you have and are
dealing with for them. They aren't really problems that their own parents 
are suited to deal with. In Cindy's case, you supply a form of love that her
parents could not. Because of her lifestyle -either chosen or induced- she
would have had a difficult time finding what she needed. You supply it 
very nicely. In Andrea's case, you are really protecting her parents from a
situation that would be very painfull for them to deal with. It's not 
something that Andrea could easily have talked to her parents about. In 
both cases you two are fullfilling parental rolls as well as your romantic
involvement. 

When Cindy became sexually active, she really became an adult in her 
own mind in relation to her parents. For her to accept guidance from them 
is like a step backward in her independance to her. Yet she's still too 
young to be out on her own. That's why she never argues about such 
things as doing her homework. She wants you to supply her with 
guidance. The same holds true for Andrea." Jenny said.

"Yes, I can see that. So how long have you known this?" Denise asked.

"Since I saw you and Cindy together durring your week together. She's 
subservient to you. Your relationship is not like your relationship with 
Betty. You don't think a thing about directing her where you feel she 
needs direction. She doesn't think a thing about accepting that direction.
That's one of the things that will change in your relationship as she gets
older. In order for your relationship to continue when they get older, you
are going to have to learn to let them make their own decisions. As they 
grow they will naturally become more independant. You are going to 
have to learn to let them be. Just like their natural parents would. Only 
with you it will be even more important if you wish to continue your 
romantic relationship." Jenny said.

"You told me she was one smart lady. What she says makes absolute 
sense." Betty said.

"Yes, it does. And she is one very bright lady." Denise said, leaning to 
kiss her cheek. 

"So how does Bobby fit into that? He's closer to our age." Betty asked.

"I think in his case you just plain have the hots for the guy." Jenny 
chuckled.

"Yes, she does. I won't deny that he is attractive myself. But he will never
be of primary importance to me, not like Betty." Denise said.

"Why does he have to be?" Jenny asked.

"Oh... If it works out like we have planed, he will be living here. With 
him being involved with both Andrea and Betty... well, it will just work 
out smoother in the long run if he's also involved with me and Cindy. 
With the nature of our relationship with Betty and Andrea." Denise said.

"You may be right, but that may not happen. For one, don't go forcing 
that relationship on Cindy. Not even by example. Make it clear to her that
it's really her option, nor a requirement for her continued relationship with
you and the others. And don't go forcing a relationship on yourself where 
you don't feel it, just to try to make things more stable between you all. It
wouldn't work that way. It would actually make it more unstable for you 
all. It would be better for just Andrea and Betty to be involved with him 
and you and Cindy just friends than for you and her to force relationships
where they weren't felt." Jenny said.

"I understand. I was going to take a wait and see positon anyway. Really, 
until he is openly talking to everybody we won't know. I actually quite 
like him. But that's not the same as being in love with him. That we will 
have to see about." Denise said.

"Well, it's good you feel that way. All I am saying, is that you should be
just as open to *not* having an relationship with him as you are about 
having one." Jenny said.

"I will.... Now finish your breakfast so *I* can have *my* dessert." 
Denise chuckled.

"Oh my.... I hope I can talk tomorrow when I have to meet Jake's plane." 
Jenny chuckled.

"We make no such promise. I promised you at least two days of 
debauchery and I am a woman of my word." Denise chuckled.

"That she is." Betty mused, finishing up her breakfast.

"An excellent breakfast, Denise. Thank you. Now I think I am going to 
go shower. Then I think I should call Sally and clear it to have Jenny with
me for dinner tonight. You two have fun. I will return as second team 
when Denise is tuckered out." Betty said, taking her tray as she slipped 
off the bed. 

"Just leave it on the dresser, love. I'll get it." Denise said. 

"No need. I'll shower in the guest bath to give you two a little time to 
yourselves." Betty said.

"Just a moment." Denise said, moving off the bed, "Put that down for a 
moment, please."

Betty did as requested and Denise moved to pull her into her arms. 

"You need not do this." Denise told her.

"No... It's okay. Honest. I'm fine love. I no longer feel insecure about us. I

may have futher bouts of it in the future, but I promise to talk to you 
about it if I do. For now, I feel very secure about your love. And there is
someone else you love very deeply that you need to spend time alone 
with. I didn't feel insecure when I woke up this morning either. This bout
was over by then. In fact it was how I woke up that cured me of it and 
made me feel so ashamed of it. When I woke up you were snuggled to 
*me*. I expected you to be snuggled to Jenny. That showed me that my 
fears were unfounded. Not that I would have minded you being snuggled 
to Jenny. But the fact that you were snuggled to me let me know that our 
love was secure, that she wasn't replacing me. So knowing that I have no 
further problem with you spending time alone with her." Betty said, 
hugging her. 

"That's a relief. I really didn't want a tatoo." Denise said, hugging her 
back.

"Tatoo?" Betty asked, puzzled.

"I was contemplating how I could make you feel more secure of my 
devotion to you. The only thing I could think of was a tatoo on my ass 
that said: '*Property of Betty Hart*.'" Denise chuckled. 

"Don't you dare mess up that A-grade posterior of yours. I like it just as it
is, thank you." Betty said.

Denise hugged her tightly and then their lips met. They kissed long and 
deeply. Then Betty extracted herself from the embrace. 

"As I said before. Have fun, I'll be by for round two." she said, smiling.

"Thank you, my beloved." Denise said. 

"I love you. Now get your butt back into that bed before I change my 
mind and make you call Sally while I get back in it." Betty said, 
chuckling. 

She snagged some clothes, picked up her tray and made her way 
downstairs. 

Denise watching her go. She sighed finally and turned back to the bed. 
Jenny was watching her thoughtfully. 

"I was telling Betty earlier... This is probably the only time we will have
together. I've been thinking about what you said about Jake. I think you 
have shown me the tools this time that will actually make my relationship 
with him stronger. But for me to continue this would introduce a point of 
contention between us. I don't think he would deal well with me having a 
continuous physical relationship with you. So this is it. You've got me till
tomorrow afternoon... Noon actually as I need to go home and get ready 
for his return." Jenny said, softly. 

"Then I better not waste anymore time, had I?" Denise asked, moving to 
remove the tray from around Jenny. 

She moved it to the dresser, moving the coffee cups to the end table along
with a thermal caraff of coffee. Then she moved into Jenny's open arms. 

"I've pretty well taught you all the things I know of and can do that a man
could. But there is something that a woman can supply a woman that no 
man ever could. It's something you seemed to quite enjoy last night. That 
is the flavor of a woman." Denise said, kissing her deeply. 

"Mmmm yes please." Jenny replied.



Sally liked the idea of Jenny coming to dinner. She was actually 
interested in meeting her. Betty explained that her boyfriend was out of 
town and that her and Denise were kind of watching over her for the 
holidays. But that it presented an opportunity for her to meet and observe
Bobby first hand. Sally took this on face value and thought it was a great
idea. Yes, please to bring her for dinner.

Next Betty went out to see how the contractors had done durring the 
short week. They had the roof on and all the walls up and sealed. They 
still needed to do the roofing, but the women could start on the extention
any time. Durring the week an electrician had hooked up all her power 
tools and Denise had done a walk through of the new section with him 
quizing him on local code. Yes, it was legal for them to do the wiring 
themselves, but that local code required it be checked by a licensed 
electrician and then a local inspector before it was sealed up. Denise went
over how she had planned to wire it. He concurred with her plans. Being 
more than a bit surprised over her electrical wiring knowledge. In fact 
Denise had a far better understanding of physics and electricity than the 
electrician did, but lacked understanding of local wiring codes. The 
consulting fee for his time was a pitance compared to the cost of him 
doing all the wiring. Denise would well pay for her portion of the add on.
While he was at it, he ran a sub panel out from the garage that Denise 
could wire into for the deck. They covered special requirements for 
outside wiring before he left.

Betty kind of shivered as it was cold in the extension. The heating 
contractors wouldn't be in until the next week, but the contractor had left
her a portable large-space heater called a *Salamander*. She switched it 
on and was startled as it sounded like a large blow torch. The contractor 
had warned her about keeping it away from walls and flamables. She 
could see why as it blew flame-hot air for quite a distance out of the end.
It was noisy, but efficient. The area began to warm up as she continued 
her tour. 

The heating contractors had to do their work before the plumbing to the 
new section could be completed, or at least before the water turned on to 
that section. Otherwise the pipes would freeze and burst. The only part of
the section that was wired was a line run by the electrician for the second
furnace. In additon to that -for heat- there was to be a dual purpose 
fireplace in the master bedroom. The fireplace contained a  gas log cradle
that was designed to burn real wood as well. Lighting a wood fire would 
be as easy as flipping a switch to turn on the gas log. 

The French doors out to where the deck would be were all in and looking 
lovely. Betty could picture how it would look. Windows out the other 
side supplied each room with a view of the mountains. Something that 
she had missed a bit with the way the house faced. The view was 
stunning. Unobscured by wires or trees as she owned the property for 
some distance out that side. In fact for some distance surrounding the 
house. The estate was large. It would be sensational when completed. 
She looked out the window of the master bedroom at the mountains. 
Thinking of planting trees only at the edge of the estate in that directon to
keep the view unobscured for the future. 

The *future*... The thought thrilled her. She no longer felt -*very*- 
insecure about her relationship with Denise. Although, Jenny had 
introduced the concept of insecurity about the future with the girls. Well,
she had said that they could help increase their  odds of staying together
by bonding riturals. Rituals such as working together on this addition to 
the house. It seemed that Denise's idea of her and the girls completing the
section themselves wasn't just a money saving idea. It may in fact help 
insure their future together. 

Betty pictured how the estate would look out the window. A feeling 
swept over her that the girls would want to stay if they really made it look
that way. 

Betty mused that even the addition might not be big enough if everything 
worked out. She could picture a situation where there was the four of 
them, Bobby, Jenny and Penelope all spending the night. Well, that 
shouldn't be a problem. Mostly the women would all be sleeping in the 
master bedroom. Then the current master bedroom, the guest room and 
each of the girls rooms could serve as guest rooms. There would be a 
total of seven bedrooms and Bobby's appartment. With the four of them 
sleeping in the new master bedroom there should always be a bed 
available for visitors. 

*Seven bedrooms? Plus an appartment?* Betty was shocked over the 
concept. That was on par with her parents house. The one-hundred-sixty 
acre estate was equivalent too. But hers would be special. Hers would be 
completed by the people who lived here. Her mates. Her parents house 
had been built totally by hired labor. Her father probably had done 
nothing to it. He even had servants change light bulbs and unplug clogged 
toilets. Her mother probably did more for the house than he ever had, as 
she enjoyed gardening. Not that Betty disliked her father. She loved him. 
She just didn't want to live like they did. 

There would be no servants in her house. There would be no gardener on 
retainer. Whatever weeding was done, would be done by them. Denise 
had promised her an automatic lawn mower. She believed her. She had 
absolute faith in Denise... 

Again one of her thoughts struck her. She *did* have *absolute* faith in 
Denise. So why then had she let herself feel insecure about Jenny? Denise 
damn sure felt no insecurity over Penelope. She even had to convince 
Betty that she felt something beyond just friendship for her. Which she 
had done quite effectively. Betty was extremely surprised by the feelings 
that had emerged from Denise's little hypothetical test. Even so she 
realized that Denise herself was a great contributor to those feelings. 
Previous to her, she hadn't known *how* to feel that way about 
somebody. Perhaps that was why she had never faced her feelings for 
Penelope before. 

Thinking back Betty realized Penelope had shown symtoms of it for quite 
some time. But they were symptoms of love. Betty hadn't known about 
love. At the time she was into *fucking* women. But those weren't the 
outward indications she had seen in Penelope. She had prevented herself 
from pursuing her inclinations because Penelope was a friend. One didn't 
*fuck* a friend. But given the opportunity, one may make the sweetest 
love on the planet to one. Betty realized she very much *wanted* that 
opportunity. And that was no different from what Denise was doing at 
that moment with Jenny.

Denise was right. From the very first she had given her absolute freedom 
to pursue her desires, even when they were to the detriment of their 
relations with others. Starting with June she had not only given her 
freedom, but had assisted her and even supplied her with the objects of 
her desire. Denise was brilliant. She wouldn't have missed the possibility
of how Betty could come to feel about Andrea once she made love to her. 
Denise wasn't just helping Andrea, she was helping *her*. 

Once again Betty felt shame over her insecurities. But she also felt 
resolve. She would never again let Denise down. She was not unaffected 
by Denise's offer to get a tatoo on her ass. She knew she was quite 
serious about it. She hadn't just mentioned it. She was giving Betty the 
option of having her actually do it. That was hardly the behavior one 
could expect from someone who was considering leaving, ever. 

----------------------------------

"God I'm going to miss this." Jenny said, snuggled to Denise. 

"That's your choice, love. But if you feel that about Jake then you are 
probably wise in your decision." Denise replied, softly caress her. 

"I just don't know how to make him feel secure with it otherwise. But I 
guess you have your own problem with that." Jenny said.

"I guess. Betty's current bout of insecurity came as a shock to me. I guess
it shouldn't have been though." Denise said.

"Why's that?" Jenny asked.

"Oh... I guess I have been a bit lax in telling her how much I love and 
need her. I guess I forgot that love isn't just a static condition that you
fall 
into and just stay there. It's a dynamic situation that requires constant 
input and maintenance. I guess I just neglected to keep that in mind with 
all the things that have been happening in my life. It's something I fully
intend to recify though. The last thing I wish to lose is Betty. God, I'd be
lost without her." Denise said.

"Yes, I know you would. You're right about love being a dynamic thing. 
It's good that you know that. It's funny, people don't think a thing about
doing regular maintenance on their cars, houses, their bodies and even 
their friendships, but it never occurs to them that they need to do the same
to maintain their love relationships. Like you say, they think of them as 
static situations. 

I guess I've been a bit guilty of that myself. But partially out of ignorance.

I really wasn't cognziant of what I could do to increase our sexual 
pleasure. I guess I just assumed that you either clicked in the bedroom or
didn't. I never dreamed that I could feel the things you and Betty have 
shown me I could feel." Jenny said.

"There are things you can do for him as well." Denise said.

"Oh? Like what?" Jenny asked, seemingly surprised by the concept of 
Denise knowing how to please a man. 

"As surprising as it may seem to you, I am not totally ignorant of how to 
please a man. I will assume that you are familiar with felatio, as you have
had a long term relationship and it's not something that men would fail to
mention. There are things you can do yourself however that will increase 
the pleasure for both of you. Do you know of "Kegel" exercises?" Denise 
asked.

"I've heard the term. Aren't they exercises a woman can do to help 
prevent incontenance when they get older?" Jenny asked.

"That is true, they will work for that. But they have other uses as well. 
They teach you control of your vaginal muscles. Here, put your finger in 
me." Denise said, guiding Jenny's hand to her pubic area. 

Jenny found herself blushing for some reason, although she had in fact 
had her tongue on that very spot a short time before. She tenatively 
pushed a finger into Denise's vagina. Denise put her hand over hers and 
pushed it in farther. Then to Jenny's amazement she felt Denise's vagina 
grip her finger tightly several times in quick sucession and then once for a
long time. 

"Feel that?" Denise asked.

"How on earth did you do that?" Jenny asked, removing the finger. 

She experienced a moments doubt over what to do with the moist finger. 
Despite her momentary embarassment a moment before she solved it by 
smearing it around one of Denise's nipples and then bending to lick it off
agian. Denise giggled a bit. 

"That's from "Kegel" exercises. To learn how to do it, practice stopping 
your stream several times when you urinate. You can also learn to do it 
by placing a finger in yourself and practicing squeezing it. Once you have
identified the muscles involved and can do it without the finger present, 
then you can do it anywhere. Sitting in traffic, at lunch with a bunch of 
stodgy old farts. Anywhere. There is no outward indication that you are 
doing it. If you practice that for a few minutes several times a day then 
you will develope control over your muscles that you can use durring 
intercourse. There are variations you can do with that, like squeezing 
each time he withdraws or only when he pushes in, or waiting until he is 
half-way in and then suddenly squeezing. Then you can even stroke him 
without him even moving. Hold him inside you and do a series of 
squeezes followed by slow movement. 

There are other things too. A thing called "Yoni" exercises that teach him
about your G-spot. Then there are sensual exercises and some very 
pleasant eastern methods of inducing and increasing sensuality. Here, lie 
back. Put a pillow under your hips. 

When you do the Yoni exercises put two under your head so you can 
watch him, but for now lay flat with your hips elevated. Put the balls of 
your feet flat against the bed with your legs spread. 

This is called a *Tantric Polarity Process*.  

[Authors note: the following contains work which I excerped from a sex 
FAQ I obtained off the internet. At the time I included this, I did not 
intend on posting this work. It was not my intention to plagiarize 
somebody elses work.. If I knew specifically whom to credit with this 
well written informative information, I would. But please be aware that it
*isn't mine* with the exception of a few words added to make it fit the 
context of the scene. ] 

The intent of this is to experience and merge with the divine 
consciousness using sexual energy as a medium. Or so they say. I do find 
it quite pleasant myself no matter what it's mystic origins or conotations.

Anyway, it is said that sexual energy is the most powerful force within 
the human body and can lead to profound spiritual experiences 
accompanied by intense physical pleasure and bliss. *Tantrikas* use their 
sexual energy with awareness, love and respect, for themselves and their 
partner.

I don't know about all that. But it can have a very profound and pleasing 
effect upon a body. You may experience strong emotions over this, or 
not. But if you do, do not be ashamed of them. Just relax and experience 
them.  

According to the eastern philosophy, the Tantric/Yogic perspective,  
there are many energy centers in the body. The seven primary 
psychoenergetic vortices are referred to as Chakras (loosely translated as
"Wheels of Light"), each having a specific function in the body. The most 
important of these is the Heart Chakra. There are three Chakras above 
and three Chakras below the Heart Chakra. The upper three have to do 
with intellect and spirituality. The three lower Chakras deal with base 
human needs and emotions. The Heart Chakra balances the Spirit with 
the flesh. This Chakra is the seat of unconditional love and divine grace.

Those above are the neck, forehead and the top of the head. Those below 
are just below the navel, the genital area and then the perineum area. This
exercise is supposed to ballance the energies within you. I don't know if it
does that, but it does have pleasant effects. 

Now I put my right hand over your heart Chakra and my left I place over 
the lower most. Leaving the hands in place for several minutes at each 
stage. Next my left hand moves over your genitals, then below your 
navel, then over the one over your heart. Then the left stays over the heart
while the right moves to your neck, forehead and then top of your head. 
Supposedly I am chanelling energy though myself which helps balance 
the energy levels in your Chakra's, contributing to your wellness. 

If you teach this to Jake, doing it on him and having him do to to you, it
will actually help focus your energies on each other. I guess it's sort of
like the bonding rituals that you referred to a little bit ago when we were
talking about the vow. Anyway, it's quite pleasant at any rate. It teaches
patience and respect as well. The touching of areas considered private in 
a maner other than driven by sexual enjoyment, although you may feel 
sexual pleasure, it is not the intent. " Denise instructed. 

Jenny moved into the position instructed. Denise moved beside her. Jenny 
couldn't help but enjoy it when Denise placed her right hand over her left
breast. She was quite surprised by the odd sensation when she moved her 
left and touched her perineum with her fingertips. 

"Just breath deeply and enjoy what you feel." Denise spoke softly. 

Jenny closed her eyes and breathed slow deep breaths. She did enjoy the 
warmth of the touch. She felt a great degree of intimacy between herself 
and Denise. After several minutes Denise moved her left hand and lay it 
atop her genitals. She felt almost an electric excitement from it. The hand
did not move to stimulate her, just lay gently pressing against her. Jenny
fought to keep her breath regular and deep when it was trying to become 
rapid and eratic. Her insides remarkably calm with only an occaisional 
quiver. She felt a mild sense of loss when Denise moved the hand on and 
lay it on her abdomen just below her navel. Now she felt an indescribable 
warmth. It made her feel loved and welcome in Denise's life. Once again 
she felt a sense of loss as the hand moved on. Now it rested atop her right
hand over her left breast. Having them both there with no other contact 
seemed to concentrate the feeling of warmth and tenderness she felt. 
Denise was patient and left them both there for several minutes before 
she slipped her right hand out from under her left. Never losing contact as
the left came to rest upon her breast. The right hand moved to touch her 
throat softly. She felt a different type of comfort from this. At the same
moment she felt vulnerable and secure. Vulnerable in that with a simple 
contraction of her hand Denise could easily stop her life. Secure in the 
feeling that Denise would never do that under any circumstances. She felt 
tears whelling up into her eyes. She didn't fight them, just let them occur.
Neither paying them excessive attention nor fighting them, just 
acknowledgeing them. After several minutes the hand moved on. It lay 
gently across her forehead. This instilled an even different feeling in her.
It evoked memories of hands laid upon her forehead when she had been 
ill as a child. The hand was comforting. After several minutes, the hand 
moved on to the top of  her head. Again it was a different feeling. Denise
had spread her fingers as she lay her hand atop her head. It brought forth
memories of her foster parents laying their hands on her head at times to 
comfort her or offer a reasurance that they were there for her. It evoked 
deep emotions in Jenny and she found more tears in her eyes as she 
realized she had recieved more warmth than she had realized as she was 
growing up. 

Betty watched in quiet facination from the doorway. Whatever Denise 
was doing was having a porfound effect upon Jenny. She feared making a 
noise and disturbing her. She even feared withdrawing as any motion 
might interupt the moment. 

Finally Denise withdrew both her hands and sat back. Jenny lay for a 
moment with her eyes closed, but leaking. Denise looked over at Betty 
and smiled, but put her finger to her lips. Betty smiled back and nodded. 
Denise turned back to Jenny, who opened her eyes and looked at her. 

"God I love you." Jenny gasped, looking up at the ceiling. 

She lay still for a moment longer, feeling the seeming vigor in her body. 
Then suddenly she moved, sitting up and drawing Denise to her. Denise 
pulled her tight to her and used her other hand to motion to Betty to enter
and sit on the other side of the bed. 

"Hello, Betty. I've just been showing Jenny an eastern exercise that quite
often evokes deep emotions in the recipient. Something that they should 
neither be ashamed of or try to control." Denise said. 

"Of course not. I hope that if there is one thing I have learned from you it
is that emotions are natural healthy things to expierience. I do not wish 
my presence to discourage something honestly felt. To the contrary I 
would be glad to offer any assistance I might possibly contribute." Betty 
offered. 

"Yes, actually. There is another exercise I was going to show her that you
could assist me greatly on. I assure you that it will be most pleasurable 
and rewarding for both of you. It will work better if I direct rather than
participate as I would undoubtedly lose my focus and become involved in 
the moment rather than directing the exercise fully." Denise said, moving 
back against the headboard and pulling Jenny into her lap.

Jenny was still weeping softly. She found herself snuggling to Denise's 
breasts. Her emotions in unfamiliar territory as they had been since 
Denise had kissed her that day in her office. Somehow Denise's breast 
was a most comforting place to snuggle to. She was aware of Betty's 
presence in the room and Denise's words to her, but she seemed 
unaffected. She knew Betty would not judge her fragile state a weakness, 
or just didn't care at the moment. 

"I'd be glad to help, what should I do?" Betty asked. 

"If you don't mind, if you would be so kind as to disrobe so we could all 
feel more comfortble. Do either of you object to being intimate?" Denise 
asked.

"That's an odd quiestion to ask considering last night and this morning, 
but no, I don't mind in the least. I would quite enjoy it if you really would
like my presence." Betty said, pulling off her blouse. 

"No, I don't mind a bit. In fact I quite enjoy Betty's touch." Jenny said,
softly, looking at Betty. 

Betty continued to remove her clothes until she was nude as the women 
on the bed were. 

"If you could sit against the headboard. I would like to show Jenny a 
Yoni massage. It will make it more enjoyable if you will hold her in your 
arms while I perform it." Denise directed. 

Betty moved up and sat with her back agianst the headboard. Denise 
kissed Jenny softly and then had her sit between Betty's legs and lean 
back against her. Denise took a pillow and had Jenny lift her hips while 
she placed it under them. Then she had her once again place her feet as 
before with the soles of them flat on the bed with her legs parted. 

"Now the purpose of this, is to pay tribute to the Yoni or *sacred temple*
which the easterns refer to the vagina as. The purpose is not sexual in 
nature, although you may well experience an orgasm as a result of it. 
Even if you do so, please try to keep your breathing deep and steady. Do 
not fight what you feel. Experience it freely and honestly. The purpose of
this is to relax a portion of you that is a very personal part of a woman.
Do not speak unless you wish me to stop. You may experience several 
orgasms. That is fine. You are to just enjoy them and concentrate upon 
your breathing. You have no obligation to return what you feel at this 
time. You may return whatever you feel at a later time, but for now just 
enjoy it. 

Now Betty, I know how tender and loving your wonderful touch is. It's 
perfect for this exercise. What I would like you to do is to caress her 
breasts. Not to stimulate, but to relax. Your touch should be soft and 
sensual. Just enjoy the feeling of her skin beneath your fingers. Please do
not talk or distract her. Hold whatever affection this evokes from you for
later. Just tenderly caress her breasts. Okay?" Denise asked.

Both women nodded. Denise got a tube of lubricant out of a drawer next 
to the bed and moved up close to Jenny's hips. Stretching her legs out 
under Jenny's bent knees to get her as close as she could get. 

"Jenny, just close your eyes and enjoy what you feel. Breathe deep 
regular breaths. Betty, for the time I would like your eyes open and 
looking at me. I will direct you with my eyes what to do." Denise said. 

Betty nodded. Jenny closed her eyes and waited. Forcing herself to take 
deep regular breaths. Denise waited, sharing her gaze with Betty. She had 
another purpose in the exercise. She could do a Yoni exercise blind 
folded. Her focus would be split between what she felt, and sharing her 
gaze with Betty. 

After Jenny was breathing regularly, Denise nodded to Betty, indicating 
with her hands she should cup Jenny's breasts softly and just hold them 
for the moment. Betty nodded and did so. Denise let Jenny get used to the 
warm sensual feel. 

"The temple of your womanhood is lovely. It is revealed to me as a jewel 
of great beauty and worth. It is the fountain of your femininity. The 
source of your power as a woman. Be kind to yourself and let it feel 
pleasure." Denise said, softly. 

She reached out and gently caressed the labia on either side. Tenderly 
touching the lips softly. Jenny's breath momentarily stuttered as she felt a
wave of sexual pleasure. 

"Feel the soft sensual nature of my touch. It is not the ragged, course 
driving touch which is driven to force extasy, it is the easy, admiring, 
sensual touch of love. As one tenderly massages a back to let it relax, 
thus I massage your temple. Enjoy the sensual feel of it. Reward yourself 
for all your good deeds by enjoying the feel of this sensual massage." 
Denise said. 

She drew her other hand over her breast to indicate to Betty how to 
caress Jenny's breasts. Drawing her fingers underneath and around softly. 
Not touching the nipple. Betty nodded and complied. 

Jenny wore a smile on her face as she felt the sensual massage. Denise 
used her other hand to open the lubricant, which she applied to her 
fingertips without loosing contact with Jenny's labia. She put an extra 
large dollop on her little finger and in the course of her massaging motion
she deposited it around Jenny's anus. Jenny tensed just a bit. 

"Just relax and enjoy the sensation. Do not be distracted by social 
convention. I do nothing to you that is offensive to me. I do nothing to 
you that is not a source of sensual pleasure. If you are unfamiliar with 
certain actions, then experience the sensual pleasure of knowing them for 
the first time. This is your temple of pleasure. Get to know it. Experience
each sensation and relax to my touch. I shal not cause pain or discomfort.
You are in the presence of those who love you, who will only feel their 
own pleasure in knowing you are feeling yours. You may find what I do 
unconventional. Convention has no relationship to pleasure. What you 
learn and experience from this will help contribute to the pleasure you are
able to supply to those you love and experience from them. This can only 
serve to strengthen the bond between you." Denise crooned softly. 

While she had been talking she had been working the lubricant around the 
labia lips. Caressing the outer lips softly and then the inner lips in a 
stroking motion that ran from just shy of the clitoris down to the 
perineum. At the lower part of the stroke she just lightly touched Jenny 
on her anus with the soft skin of her little finger tip. She used her thumb
to spread the lubricant up along the labia lips and over and around the 
large clitoris. Jenny moaned softly in delight. Denise continued her tender
stroking just touching the clitoris on the high end with her thumb and the
anus on the bottom end with her little finger. She used the other fingers to
gently spread the lips and caress their inner surface. Ridding her middle 
finger over the opening of the vagina (Yoni). 

"It is very lovely, this Yoni of yours. Let the term echo in your mind as a
term of respect. *Yo-nee*. Such a lovely term, it treats the source of your
feminine pleasure with the respect it deserves. With the respect you 
deserve. It is not a twat, it is not a cunt, it is not a slit or a slash or
any 
crass basal term. It is not the anticeptic term vagina. It is the *Yoni*. 
Your Sacred Temple of pleasure. Hear the respect and magic in the term. 
*Yo-nee*." Denise softly crooned.

Jenny moaned softly in response. Her nipples were now fully erect as was 
her clitoris. She didn't know what to do with her hands. Denise seemed to 
sense this. 

"Place your hands upon your abdomen. Let them feel the protrusions of 
your hip bones beneath the palms while the fingers feel the firmness of 
your abdomen. Let them tease your skin and feel the soft patch of lovely 
auburn hair. They can push inwards as you feel the need to compliment 
what you feel inside. The palms resting upon your wide lovely hips which 
are a symbol of your womanhood. Let your fingertips explore the natural 
valleys which run down from them on each side to the apex of your 
pleasure." Denise crooned softly. 

Jenny seemed to tremble a bit as she moved her hands to follow her 
instructions. At the same time Denise used her other hand to show Betty 
how she wanted her to just lightly touch her nipples now as well as the 
rest of the breasts. Betty smiled and moved to comply. She was becoming 
quite excited herself. Watching a master at work. 

Denise now let the tips of her middle fingers teasingly enter the opening 
of the Yoni. Then she let the ring finger continue to caress the lips while
her middle finger gently pushed inside. 

"How warm and safe your temple feels. What a pleasure it must be for 
another to enter it. The olden term for a mans part is Lingam,  can you 
hear how the sound compliments a Yoni? *LING-AHM*. It means 
*Wand of Light*. In union between the Yoni and the Lingam, the Wand 
of Light lights the Sacred Temple. And receives warmth and security. The 
wand investigates deeply into the depth of the temple in search of that 
magic spot which warms the soul. I wonder if I can find it?" Denise 
asked, retorically. 

Her middle finger pushed in deeply and twisted a bit until it felt a slightly
spongy area just on the front surface inside the Yoni. 

"A motion akin to 'come hither' with the finger tip finds the spot and 
caresses it." Denise said, bending her finger to make the motion. 

Jenny moaned deeply. Her fingers pressing inwards on her lower 
abdomen to meet the light pressure from within her. Her breathing was 
heavy in her breast. Her face was flushed with excitement. Her body 
quivered a bit randomly. 

"Calm yourself, as this is not a race. Relax and concentrate upon your 
breathing. We have far to go on your journey of pleasure. Enjoy every 
moment of the pleasure. Feel secure in the knowledge that you are with 
those who love you. Feel the support we willingly give to you." Denise 
said, placing her other hand on Jenny's abdomen. 

Jenny seemed suddenly calmer. Which was an odd sensation to her as she 
had seldom been so turned on in her life. She felt Denise insert her ring 
finger into her Yoni next to her middle finger. Together they felt much 
like Jake inside her, only more articulate. Denise's hand upon her 
abdomen warmed her deeply and was a deep source of security to her. 
She almost melted when Denise began to run her thumb up and down 
each side of her clitoris. Simultainiously she gently probed and teased at
her anus with her little finger. 

Jenny had never experienced anal stimulation before. Part of her found it 
repugnant and distasteful. But she couldn't deny at the moment it felt very
good. It did not seem unatural or painful as she expected. Denise 
continued her teasing probes with her little finger. Each time probing just
a hair deeper. Working the lubricant into the opening and getting it used 
to being touched at all. It was hardly her point of focus between what the
fingers inside her and the thumb on the clitoris were doing. 

Denise knew exactly what she was doing. She wiggled her two fingers 
inside her and rocked her whole hand so that her thumb slid over the 
clitoris and the little finger slowly worked it's way into Jenny. Finally she
rocked the hand down and let the little finger push inwards inside the 
anus. Jenny found herself tensing up again.

"Do not worry over such a little thing. It is there to contribute a small 
portion to a larger whole. Do not allow yourself to be distracted by such a
small thing. It will sit there motionless as your body learns to accept it. In

the meantime enjoy the other sensations." Denise said, holding Bettys 
gaze again. 

Betty was flushing red and her own breathing was heavy. 

"Let us all concentrate upon breathing deeply and regularly. 

The ancients refered to the way my hand is spread as '*holding the 
mysteries of the universe in ones hand*'. I think that's a lovely sentiment.
In American idiom, it is more commonly refered to as a *tripple 
whammy*. I think a take off from the Lil Abner cartoon. I remember 
Mammy Yokum used to use her tripple whammy on unsuspecting victims 
who annoyed her in some manner. Perhaps the connection is in it's 
devistating effect when used cruelly. But that is not my intent. I think I
prefer the ancient idiom better. Holding the mysteries of the universe in 
ones hand. Yes, I like that." Denise said.

Somehow Jenny found Denise's light dialogue comforting. She hardly 
noticed when Denise began to stroke her whole hand over her pubic area. 
Moving her little finger the least amount. Her thumb played little paterns
clockwise and counter-clockwise around her clitoris. The fingers inside 
lightly teasing at her G-spot. Pressing counter point to her own pressing 
probes over her abdomen. Her body however did notice and began to 
tense up in preparation of it's first orgasm. Yet somehow Denise was in 
exact control. As she approached the edge, Denise let up very lightly on 
her stimulation. It didn't stop the orgasm from arriving, just let it be a
gentle easy one. Denise felt her fingers momentarily gripped inside 
Jenny's Yoni and anus. 

"That's it, nice and easy. No driven yearnings, just gentle easy pleasure.
You reward yourself well and propery. Just enjoy the sensation. Let the 
warmth engulf you and just experience the pleasure of your womanhood. 
It is but the first step in your journey of sensuality." Denise crooned 
softly, again holding Betty's gaze.

Betty felt such a feeling of admiration and affection for Denise that she 
found her eyes sparking with moisture. She tried to concentrate upon her 
gentle caresses of Jenny's breasts. But she was inclined to join Jenny in 
orgasm. Denise purposefully took a deep regular breath to remind her. It 
steadied Betty and renewed her focus. At the same time Denise once 
again increased her stimulation of Jenny. Gently nudging her back toward 
the edge. 

"With the first step -as in any journey- an accomplishment has been 
made. The goal is one step closer. With each step you climb a little higher
into the bliss of sensuality. With the next step you will begin what the 
ancients called *Riding the wave*. Which is where our modern surfers 
probably got the term from. But the pursuit of pleasure is one of the 
oldest forms of enjoyment on the earth. Let yourself feel what the first 
students of sensuality felt. Feel the loving caress of your Yoni. I feel the
natural fluid of your womanhood now surounding my fingers. You are 
slick and warm inside. The perfect environment for the wand of light. 
Remember how it felt the last time it was within you. Where it will be 
again. Only next time your temple will be more pleasing to it. For you 
will know the depths of your pleasure." Denise crooned, softly. 

A deep gutteral moan escaped from Jenny's lips as the next orgasm took 
her. Again it was gentle and pleasurable. She felt goose bumps on her 
sides and legs. She was blatantly aware of Betty's touch on her breasts 
and the feel of her breasts on her back. She pressed her face against 
Betty's as her hips lifted a bit while the gentle contraction gripped her 
abdomen. She felt the muscles of her abdomen beneath her own finger 
tips. Her breathing was becoming more ragged again as she remembered 
Jake within her just before he had left. 

"Try to concentrate upon your breathing. It should be as gentle and easy 
as your pleasure. It should be as deep as your satisfaction. Find the 
stillness within you that is perfection. The perfection of a still orgasm."
Denise crooned.

Jenny was in a realm of passion she had seldom known. Her whole body 
was tingling with feeling. Yet she seemed somehow calm almost still. 
Already she could feel the next orgasm whelling up inside her. 

"Do not concentrate upon your passion. Your passion will arrive without 
your help. Just experience the pleasure that comes with it. The whole 
purpose and goal of this is your ultimate pleasure." Denise crooned, 
continuing her stimulataion. 

Now Denise added a tiny wiggle to her little finger. Not enough to cause 
pain or discomfort, but just enough to remind Jenny that it was there. At 
the same time her thumb began a different motion on the clitoris, flicking
over the top of it. Jenny groaned deeply in response. When the next wave 
arrived it was larger and more deeply felt. Jenny began to roll her head 
softly from side to side, rubbing her cheek agianst Betty's arms on either
side of her. 

Time and again Denise slowly worked Jenny up over the edge of orgasm. 
This was different than a single, pumped up, massive orgsm. This was 
multiple small orgasms. Each tenderly induced. None devistating singly, 
but as a whole cumulative to much the same effect. 

"Enough please." Jenny gasped after the seventh step. 

Denise didn't argue, didn't try inducing another or any such thing. She just
gently withdrew all her fingers and indicated to Betty to stop but to hold
her tenderly by using her arms about herself. Betty nodded, smiling 
warmly at her. She was looking forward to the same massage sometime. 

Jenny seemed to glow as Denise carefully extracted herself from between 
her legs. She moved out and washed her hands and returned with a warm 
damp wash cloth which she tenderly used to remove the water based 
lubricant from Jenny, ending tenderly with the anus area. She pulled the 
pillow from beneath Jenny's hips and returned to the bath and washed her 
hands again. 

Coming back she found Jenny snuggled to Betty in a tender embrace. 
Denise sat beside them and leaned to kiss Betty tenderly. Jenny became 
aware of her presence again and reached out to pull her head to her breast
and hold it there a moment. Speech seemed beyond her for the time 
being. Denise lay her hand gently on her abdomen in support. Jenny 
found it with hers and entwined the fingers. She drew it to her lips and 
kissed it softly. 

"I never knew I could feel like this." Jenny said quietly, some time later.

"I have done nothing that Jake could not have done." Denise said, 
pointedly. 

"I know... The difference is understanding. I will talk to him... We always
did communicate fairly well." Jenny said. 

"I think how it would be received would depend on how it was presented. 
Not to malign Jake, but males in general seem to have very fragile egos 
when it comes to sex." Denise said.

Jenny smiled at her. 

"I am a psychologist, you know. Even if you are better at it than I." she 
chuckled. 

Denise seemed shocked. 

"No, I'm not better at it. I just have specific knowledge that you did not
that happened to fit well." she said.

"Perhaps..... Where did you learn that? Janice never taught you that." 
Jenny asked.

"I read a lot. That particular exercise I learned off the Internet. There's a
wealth of information out there, if you can find it. That was from a FAQ 
file or Frequently Asked Questions, about sex. You can also download a 
copy of the Kama Sutra if you want." Denise said.

"You read that, and applied it that well?" Jenny gasped.

"Well... I used my own understanding as a reference. Knowing what I 
enjoy and feel. I put that together with the information. While I was doing
it I was getting feedback from you. My hand laying on your abdomen. 
My fingers inside. Both told me about your muscle tension which told me 
how close to orgasm you were. I also listen to breathing and watch your 
face and such." Denise said. 

"Well it was certainly damn effective." Jenny said, shivering a bit in 
Betty's arms.

"You should be proud of your responses. From what I read, most don't 
usually make it to the seventh level their first time. There seems to be 
something magical about that level. Perhaps the way we've all been 
programed to think of lucky number seven." Denise said.

"It was you're skill and reasurance and Betty's gentle caresses that 
allowed me to do that." Jenny said.

"I've always been extremely impressed with Denise's skills at lovemaking. 
She seems inherantly or instinctively to know just exactly what to do at 
the right time." Betty said, softly. 

"And you, my love. Have been patient and generous. And I have 
neglected you badly. I would like to show Jenny one more exercise, but I 
wish her to observe *us*. It is an exercise I did with Cindy during our 
week together. I wish to show you how I feel about you and thank you 
for your patience and understanding." Denise told Betty, moving to kiss 
her softly. 

"You do not have to do that. I have been a bitch." Betty said.

"I don't think that you have ever in your whole life been a bitch. It is not
in your nature. You were responding honestly to my neglect, I failed to 
realize how much I was expecting of you and neglecting you at the same 
time. And if that's what you are like when you feel you are being bitchy, 
you are the mellowest bitch on the planet. Now, should you not wish to 
do this with me, that is fine. But I desire to do it with you. Very much 
so." Denise said.

Betty got misty eyed. 

"I  will gladly participate in anything you wish me to. I love you." she 
said, tearfully. 

"I know you do. I love you too. And I would do anything to show you 
just how much you mean to me. This isn't much, but perhaps it will help. 

Jenny, if you are quite recovered enough would you please lean against 
the headboard there?" Denise asked.

"Certainly. I certainly do not wish to interfere with your relationship. As I
have told you both repeatedly these past two days. I mean that. I would 
be devistated if I knew I came between you two." Jenny said, moving to 
sit where Denise directed.

"I know you don't. Any friction that has resulted from your presence is 
strictly my fault for not paying the proper attention to someone I love 
*very* dearly." Denise said, moving to hug Betty tightly. 

"I'm sorry I'm such a ninny." Betty sobbed on her shoulder. 

"Shh. It's okay. You're not a ninny, you're not a bitch, you're not a wimp.
You are my deepest love. Now just hold me as long as you'd like. We're 
not in a race here." Denise said, softly kissing her neck.

Betty held her for a long time. Kind of trembling in her arms. Denise 
softly caressed and comforted her. Finally Betty took a deep breath and 
pulled back. 

"I'm okay. What's this exercise you wish to show her?" she asked.

"Well, it won't exactly translate for her and Jake. But parts of it will 
work. The object is for us to sit as close together as possible. We will 
make love to each other first with our eyes alone, then with our fingertips,
our lips, our nipples and finally our clitorises. I don't recall if I told you

about it with Cindy?" Denise asked.

"She told me all about it, you've mentioned it a few times. She said she 
orgasmed from eye contact and you had mentioned you joined her from 
nipple contact." Betty replied.

"Well, I can't promise the same resposes from either of us. Much of that 
was based upon pent up passion and the moment. I feel more comfortable 
in my relationship with you, so don't be offended or hurt if I do not 
respond the same. It doesn't mean I don't love you just as much or more. 
It just means I am more comfortable with you than I was with her at that 
moment." Denise said.

"I understand. I won't feel slighted. I promise." Betty said.

"Alright, bend one leg back like this and put the other one out. Jenny, 
please observe without saying anything. It's important not to be distracted
by anything during this. When you do it with Jake, turn off the phone. 
Don't have any music playing. Nothing at all to distract you." Denise said.

"Should I leave?" Jenny asked.

"No, I want you to watch this. Just do it quietly." Denise said.

"Alright." Jenny said.

Denise and Betty moved into position. She directed Betty though each 
step as she had Cindy. But it was not the same. It was *more* profound. 
Both of them responded from the very start. Both experienced orgasms 
from every step. By the final step Both were virtually dripping with desire
for each other. When their orgasm came with the final step it was 
devistating. They ended up clinging to each other as they panted for 
breath. They held each other a long time. The exercise served to relieve 
much of Betty's built up stress and fears. Afterwards she felt whole. 

"I love you so much. Please don't ever leave me." Betty said, clinging to 
her. 

"I love you. I am not going anywhere. Not ever. Anytime you'd like I'll go
get that tatoo to prove it." Denise said.

"No, I don't ever want you to mar that perfect body of yours. Just 
knowing you would is more than enough to reasure me. If we ever get a 
tatoo, I'd want us both to get one and I'd want it to be that formula of 
yours. But please do not do that. I like that ass of yours unblemished." 
Betty said. 

"Well, I have no desire to get any tatoos, but if that's what it takes for you

to know I am yours forever, I will." Denise said. 

"No. I know it now. As I said I knew it this morning.... may I do as we 
just did with Jenny?" Betty asked.

"Oh... I certainly don't mind. If she wants to?" Denise asked, looking at 
Jenny. 

Jenny hadn't said a word since she moved back to observe the exercise. 
Now she looked at Betty and Denise. 

"That was an extremely profound experience for anybody. I'd be honored 
to share it with you." Jenny said. 

"Well, you two go ahead. I want to shower and then make us some 
lunch." Denise said. 

"Oh, no please. I wish you here when we do it. I would find your 
presence comforting." Betty asked.

"Alright. I'm not that dirty and lunch can wait." Denise said, moving to sit
against the headboard. 

"You and Jenny can shower together afterwards and I'll make lunch." 
Betty said. 

"Sold." Denise chuckled.

Jenny moved into position with Betty. 

Afterwards they both had tears rolling down their cheeks. Jenny was 
overwhelmed and responded by performing the vow and kissing Betty 
over her heart. Betty looked to Denise who smiled her okay and Betty 
returned the vow. Betty reached out her arm and Denise moved to their 
side. Jenny put her arm around her too and they all hugged and kissed for 
a long time. Betty seemed blissfully content. She kissed them both deeply 
then extracted herself to go make lunch. Denise guided Jenny toward  the 
shower. Jenny needed to use the toilet, so Denise gave her her privacy, 
donning her robe and padding downstairs to the kitchen. 

Betty looked at her questioningly. 

"Jenny needed to use the john so I gave her some privacy. Now about 
that tatoo, what if we both got them?" Denise asked.

"No, love. I really don't want either of us to mark up our bodies. I only 
commented on it because I know you well enough to know you'd really 
do it. I don't want that, but if you ever get the bug, I want it to be the
right 
tatoo. I don't want it to say *Property of Betty Hart* on your ass. Or 
anywhere else. If you ever decide to do that, then your formula on the 
bottom of your foot is fine by me. Don't go marking up that perfect body. 
I don't desire it. It would make me mad." Betty said.

"Alright.... I do love you, Betty. Very deeply. I'm hoping to grow old with
you. I know I've been neglecting you. I guess I got so comfortable with 
you that I forgot that a relationship is something you have to work at all
the time." Denise said, stepping up to hug her from behind. 

Betty turned in her arms and kissed her softly. 

"So we will work on it together. Now forget it. Enough said. ... now 
about Jenny. I think she's very, very special. I think we should do the 
original idea of thirty presents each for her birthday." Betty said.  

"I gathered that when you were kicking me under the table." Denise 
giggled, "But I was thinking of something else. I want to put an add in the
personals column in the Denver newspaper. I want to see if we can't find 
her real folks for her." she said.

"That's a great idea! But lets do a bigger add than that. Hardly anybody 
reads the personals anymore." Betty suggested. 

"A big add in a major paper costs real money.... I'll have to see how much
they want." Denise said.

"I'll split it with you. What, have them call here?" Betty asked.

"Yeah, something on the lines of: 'Did you leave a baby on the steps of 
St. Jude twenty-nine years ago? That baby is now grown up with a Ph.D. 
and seeks it's true mother. Please call if you have any information, even 
just a date of birth would be welcome.' " Denise said.

"Yeah, that's good. Just that and a phone number or a post office box. 
Maybe both. But why include her degree?" Betty asked. 

"It tells whoever might respond that Jenny isn't hurting for their support
now and had a good enough upbringing to help aleviate any guilt they 
might feel that might keep them from responding." Denise said.

"Yeah, I can see that. It sure would be a great birthday present if we 
could present her with a mother or even a family." Betty said.

"I don't have much hope for the family part. I suspect it was a single 
mother. It seems unlikely that two people would jointly decide to do 
something like that." Denise said.

"Yeah... I guess you are right. But maybe we will learn something." Betty 
said.

"There's other things we can do too. Like get a record of births for 
Denver for a few months around that time and try to see if we can track 
down every baby born. The ones we can't should include Jenny. That will 
give us something to go on. And in a lot of states they put the baby's foot
print on the birth certificate. If I could get copies of those we couldn't
track down then maybe I could match one of them up to Jenny's foot. But 
lets try the add first as that's a bunch of work." Denise suggested. 

"Yeah... You know, you really are quite wonderful. I would never have 
thought about trying to find her parents." Betty said, kissing her cheek. 

"I owe a lot to Jenny. I just want to try to pay her back. She gave me 
back my life, perhaps I can at least help give her a history." Denise said,
softly.

"I'll help any way I can, love." Betty said, kissing her again.

Denise looked at her a moment. 

"You know... that tatoo wasn't the only thing I thought of." Denise said.

"Oh?" Betty asked.

"Yeah,... There is one situation where I wouldn't hesitate to accept the 
benefits of your resources." Denise said.

"Oh, what's that?" Betty asked, now intrigued.

"There must be some place on the planet that recognizes same sex 
marriges. If you can find one, I'll let you fly us there long enough to get
married." Denise said. 

Betty dropped the plate she had in her hand. Luckily it didn't break. She 
rushed to Denise and swept her in her arms and hugged her with all her 
might. Tears of joy flowing down her cheeks. 

"You really mean it?" Betty cried, hugging her.

"Yes, right after I sign a pre-nuptual agreement that says I don't get squat
if I ever leave." Denise chuckled.

"Oh, but that's not fair to you!" Betty cried.

"That's my terms, take it or leave it." Denise chuckled.

"I'll take it!" Betty cried, hugging her with all her might. 

"Good. Then I'll consider us engaged." Denise said, hugging her back. 

Betty finally pulled back and looked at her. They shared each others gaze 
for a long time. Then they melted together in a long, satifying kiss. 

"Oh, but what of the girls?" Betty asked.

"I don't know, love. I can't think of everything. Maybe they will want to 
get married to each other too. But unless you can find a place that will 
accept plural same sex marriges I don't know what to do about them." 
Denise said.

"There must be some place on the planet." Betty mused. 

"If you can find it, I'll go for it. They will have to answer for themselves.
But I will go for it if you can find one that will let us get married 
regaurdless." Denise said.

Betty hugged her and kissed her once more. 

"Alright, love. You've convinced me that my position in your life is 
secure. Now there is a lovely woman upstairs just waiting for you to soap 
up her body and squirm against her. So get your cute little butt up there."
Betty said, pinching it. 

"Yow! I thought you didn't want any marks on that?" Denise chuckled, 
sashaying away, rubbing her cheek.

Betty watched her go. Smiling to herself. She realized she was trembling. 
She poured herself a cup of coffee and sat down. A moment later she 
picked up the phone and called her mother. She told her of Denise's offer 
and asked her to have an investigator check it out. 

"You sure you want to do that?" her mother asked.

"More than anything on the planet." Betty replied.

"She really said she'd sign a pre-nuptual agreement?" her mother asked.

"Yup. It was her idea. She said it was the only condition under which she 
would do it." Betty said.

"Sounds like that lady loves you." her mother said, tearfully. 

"Yes, it does. Just like I love her." Betty said, softly. 

"Alright, I'll see what I can do." her mother said.

"Thanks mom, I love you." Betty said.

"I love you too dear, congradulations on your engagement." her mother 
said. 

"Thank you, bye." Betty said.

"Bye, love." her mother said.

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Jenny was already in the shower when Denise stripped off her robe and 
stepped in. 

"I thought you got lost." Jenny said, moving to her. 

"Sorry, I was getting engagued." Denise said, moving to soap Jenny's 
breasts. 

"I beg your pardon?" Jenny said. 

Denise told her of her offer to Betty. Jenny got tears in her eyes and 
hugged Denise tightly, then kissed her happily. 

"Settle down, love. She has to find someplace first. Preferably someplace 
where we could marry the girls too, but it's liable to be tough to find a 
place that will even let us get married. All those little deserted islands
that 
everybody dreams about are all gone, possessions of the larger countries. 
Usually settled by religiously restrictive societies. The Catholics to start
with, with the lattest incursions by the Mormons, who -while they did 
practice polygamy in their early history- definately are not friendly 
toward same sex marriges." Denise said, soaping up Jenny's back. 

"Oh... I see... It was just a ploy to make Betty feel more secure?" Jenny 
asked. 

"No, not at all. If she can really find somplace, then I definately will go
marry her. She may well find a place for us to get married. Maybe even 
here in the U.S., I know California has some open attitudes about same 
sex marriges, they may in fact be legal there now. The hard part is going 
to be for her to find a place that not only accepts same sex, but plural 
marrige. I know Betty won't feel satisfied until she does find one. 

We might have to break the law, going in in pairs to be married. Perhaps 
we could go to four different communities in California and all get 
married to each other before our marrige licenses ever reach the county 
recorders. But I seem to recall California has a three day waiting period 
and blood test requirements. Not that that would stop us by itself. 

In the meantime, yes, it does make Betty feel more secure about our 
relationship. But don't get me wrong on that. If she found a place for us to
get married tomorrow, I'd go with her and do it." Denise said.

"But you don't expect it." Jenny stated. 

"I really don't know. I think it depends on how much Betty wants it. I 
may have just changed the political climate in a small country. She's got 
enough money behind her she could easily make a substantial political 
contribution in return for favorable legislation. So if she really wants it
bad, it will happen. Otherwise it depends upon whether or not it's legal in
some place like California, as I don't see it being legal in most other 
places." Denise said.

Betty walked into the bathroom just in time to hear the next line.

"So you really didn't just say it to make Betty feel more secure?" Jenny 
asked.

"Nope. I really will do it if she can find a place. It might not happen right
away. But if she really desires that, then it *will* happen and I will go 
blissfully to my vows with her." Denise said. 

"That's good to hear." Betty chuckled over the wall. 

Jenny got a worried look on her face. 

"Eaves dropping, love?" Denise chuckled.

"Nope, just happened to walk in on Jenny's last question. Actually I came 
in to ask if you had a passport." Betty said.

"No, but I can damn sure get one. Did you find a place already?" Denise 
asked.

"Not yet, but the hounds are on the trail. I'm not going to let you out of
it." Betty chuckled. 

"I have no desire to be let out of it. But if you could avoid spending too
much money I'd appreciate it. It just occured to me that you might make a 
substantial politial contribution to someone in a small country in exchange
for favorable legislation. I'd prefer you didn't do that. I'd prefer it was a
place where it's already legal. Check California." Denise called over the 
shower walls. 

"I hadn't thought of that, but I will try to avoid it. The U.S. government
frowns on private citizens changing world governments. They think only 
they should be permitted to do it." Betty chuckled.

"That's what I was thinking. Are the post offices open today?" Denise 
asked.

"I think so, yes." Betty said.

"Then I should stop and get a passport application. Probably one for each 
of the girls too as you undoubtedly will want brides maids." Denise 
chuckled.

"How are we going to explain it to them?" Betty asked.

Denise gave Jenny a knowing look. Jenny grinned. 

"I don't know love. Maybe just say that they have to be eighteen, which 
they probably will even if you can find a place." Denise said, reaching the
shampoo for her hair. 

"I'll find a place. See you in a few. I'm gonna run to the post office before
you change you mind." Betty said.

"I'm not going to change my mind. But go ahead if you wish." Denise 
called over the partition. 

"I'm tempted to stay right here. The view through that glass is quite 
fetching." Betty said.

"You are welcome to join us." Denise said, lathering up her hair.

Next thing she knew the door was open and Betty was snuggling to her, 
clothes and all. Denise giggled and moved her soapy hands to pull Betty 
into a deep kiss by her buns. The next instant she felt Jenny's breasts 
upon her back and her hands finishing the shampoo job she had started. 
Betty took the oportunity to caress Jenny's large breasts as she continued
to kiss Denise. 

Denise buisied her hands pulling off Betty's clothes and flipping them on 
top of the shower partition. She pushed Betty's sweats down and then her 
soapy hands were in her panties, pulling her hard into her as they kissed.
The suds from the shampoo running down between them and adding 
lubricant to their squirming together. Denise moved back into the stream 
and let the water rinse her hair, never losing contact with Betty's hips. 
When enough suds were rinsed off she moved out of the stream and used 
a hand to wipe her face. She pulled back and looked into Betty's eyes. 

"You don't really expect me to pass up an invitation like that from my 
bride to be, do you?" Betty asked, grinning. 

It was a very special moment for them. Denise hugged her tightly and 
kissed her once more. 

"We are neglecting our guest." Betty said, finally. 

"Well, we can't let that happen." Denise said, turning to Jenny. 

Denise grabbed the soap and soaped up Betty's body all over, including 
her panties. Letting the soap lubricate her caresses between her legs and 
cheeks. She felt the protrusion of her large clitoris in front and she teased
it through her panties as Betty pulled Jenny to her. Denise moved around 
behind Jenny and soaped up her back first, and then squirmed against it 
as she reached around to soap up her breasts and abdomen. Jenny leaned 
her head back and Denise kissed her deeply over her shoulders. Then 
Jenny leaned forward to meet Betty's lips. Denise buisied her hands 
rubbing between their breasts as they kissed. Her hands moved down to 
soap up Jenny's buns and she squirmed her pelvis against them, pushing 
her into Betty. 

Betty began to move against Jenny. Her erect clitoris contacting Jenny's 
right through the fabric of her panties. Denise reached around both of 
them and pulled the three of them hard together. Jenny moaned loudly in 
response. Between the two of them they worked Jenny to a body 
wracking orgasm. As she sagged between them the two women supported 
her. Denise applied shampoo to her hair and sensually washed her hair for 
her as Betty caressed her body. Finally they moved her into the water 
stream and rinsed her off. Denise rubbing over her body with her hands to 
wash the soap totally off. They were about to start round two on Jenny 
when she wiggled from between them. 

"Oh no, you two are too hot for me. Let me rinse off and get out of here 
so you can mame each other more freely." she giggled. 

"Dear heart, are you turning into a light weight?" Denise asked.

"I don't think so. By my count I've had fourteen orgasms before lunch and 
no less than *forty-five* since we hit the door here yesterday. I wouldn't
call that being a light weight just because I wish to be able to speak to 
Jake when he comes in tomorrow." Jenny giggled, stepping out of the 
shower. 

"Suit yourself, close that door, it's chilly." Denise said, turning to move
against Betty. 

"Lunch is ready down there, just help yourself if you'd like." Betty called.

"Okay.... I guess it's robe again as my clothes are still in your car." Jenny
mused. 

"Perfect. Easy access for us for dessert." Denise giggled. 

Jenny rolled her eyes as she toweled off. She somehow knew Denise 
wasn't joking. 

"Now, where were we?" Denise asked, moving to kiss Betty. 

Her hands freely explored her body and then found the waistband of her 
panties and pushed them down. Betty feeling for the soap to add more 
lubricant between them. She settled on a shampoo bottle as it was the 
first thing her hands found. She snapped open the lid and squirted it 
between them. Moments later they had worked up a new batch of suds as 
they squirmed together, kissing deeply. 

-------------------------------

Jenny was actually surprised to find her bag was on the now made up 
bed. She smiled over the giggles coming from the bathroom as she dug 
into it for some clothes. The giggles continued, punctuated by random 
moans as she dressed. To her surprise she found herself getting aroused 
again. Her large clitoris firmly erect and throbbing. She dressed anyway. 

She *had* found Betty's spontanious action to have been quite romantic 
and sexy. In point of fact she would have *loved* to have stayed and 
played with them. But she thought it important they perform a *bonding* 
ceremony by themselves to make Denise's proposal more poignant. She 
was, after all, a psychologist. 

She finished dressing listening to the deepening moans, then made her 
way down to the kitchen. She was sipping on a second cup of coffee 
when the pair came down, now dressed again. 

"Awh shucks. Here I was all ready for some dessert and I find you all 
dressed." Denise said, moving to kiss her deeply. 

"You must be the most affectionate person I ever met." Jenny chuckled, 
hugging her a moment, "If that's what you really wish, then these clothes 
can be gone in a moment." 

"I thought you'd had enough of our love?" Betty teased, moving to kiss 
her tenderly. 

"I don't think I could get enough of your loving. Actually, I just thought a
little time to yourselves would be nice for you. You've both been 
pampering me as a tag team since the moment we got here so I hardly 
feel neglected. And there are some significant transitions going on in your
own relationship that you both needed to attend to. 

Now I speak as a friend who happens to be a psychologist. 

It is great that you have an open loving relationship. In your case the 
outside relationships can induce a stronger bond. They add spice and 
variety to your lives. 

But if you are going to do that, then you need to take extra time for your
own relationship. 

Now I'm speaking of both of you. 

Betty, if you feel insecure, tell her. Denise, if you become involved with
another realize up front that will naturally induce feelings of insecurity
that is going to take extra attention from you to counter. The opposite 
holds true as well. Denise is going to feel insecure at times and Betty's 
going to be attracted to another. 

In example; Penelope. Now there is a natural attraction there that could 
prove very rewarding for you, Betty. At the same time it's bound to 
introduce some insecurity in Denise. You've known Penelope for a long, 
long time. Denise may feel that because of that that you may develope a 
stronger relationship with Penelope than her. Just as you felt that way 
about me and Denise as we had known each other a long time. 

Both of you love the other one as much as I've ever seen anybody be in 
love with anybody. I want to see that last forever. I think you both do too.
As you said earlier, Denise. A relationship isn't a static thing; it's a 
dynamic thing. It takes regular maintenance and tender loving care. 
*Daily* care and maintenance. Sometimes it's going to take *moment to 
moment* care and maintenance. That's what you both just did when you 
made love in the shower. That's why I left, to give you the freedom and 
the time to do that. 

Well, I've said my piece. You can tell me to shut up and mind my own 
buisiness now or drive me home and drop me off if I've offended you. I'll 
even get a cab if I've really offended you. But I love you both enough I 
had to say it." Jenny concluded, looking at her coffee. 

"She's really quite adorable, isn't she." Betty mused. 

"Yes, yes she is. It's too damn bad we can't keep her. We could drag her 
back to bed though." Denise suggested.

"Mmm You have such wonderful ideas. I have another plan though. I 
think we should lull her into a false sense of security and then let the girls

have at her later." Betty chuckled.

"Ooh, I never realized you had that sadistic side to you. That's cruel... 
she's so young." Denise said, seriously. 

"I'm serious about what I said." Jenny protested. 

"We know you are love, and we *know* you are correct. We've known it 
from the start of our relationship. We just got pre-occupied and forgot it
for a while. Now it's back." Denise said, softly. 

Betty had come and stood next to her as she was talking. Denise took her 
hand and soflty kissed her palm. 

"Do you think that it's just that easy?" Jenny asked.

"Yes.....  What do you think, Betty. Do you feel the least bit insecure 
about Jenny? Please answer honestly." Denise said, softly. 

"No. Not in the least. Do you feel the least bit insecure about Penelope? 
Please answer the same." Betty answered.

"No. Not at all." Denise replied, holding her hand and looking straight 
into her eyes..

Jenny looked at them a moment. 

"God I envy you." she said, looking at her coffee.

"To whom are you refering? And why?" Denise asked.

"I am refering to both of you. Because of the strength of the love I see."
Jenny replied, misty eyed. 

"So make your own love just as strong. You know how." Denise said.

Jenny looked at her in surprise. Then found herself nodding. 

Betty leaned and kissed Denise tenderly. 

"Well, I'm off to the post office. Want me to check your box?" she asked.

"You just did that." Denise giggled.

"Yes, it was wonderful. Now how about your post office box?" Betty 
asked, nuzzling her neck.

 "Yes, please. I'll write down my number and combination." Denise said, 
snagging a pad of paper and a pen. 

Denise scribbled down the numbers and handed it to Betty. 

"Better see if you can get three at least." she said. 

"I planned on it, doll." Betty grinned, moving to Jenny. 

"Don't worry, love. It's not all that complicated. You find someone worth 
loving, and you just do it. If you do it right the rest pretty much takes care

of itself." she said, leaning to kiss Jenny softly. 

"Need anything at the store while I'm out?" Betty asked.

"Mmmm can't think of anything. You've left me complete." Denise said, 
leaning back in her chair. 

"Okay, back in a bit. I'm gonna stop at the liquor store for some cheap 
stuff and then the grocery store for orange juice and breakfast fixings. I'll
have my laptop with me in case you think of anything." Betty said, 
snagging another kiss from Denise. 

Denise caught her hand and held her a moment while they shared a warm 
tender kiss. 

"I love you. Hurry back." she said. 

Betty smiled and headed out the door, snagging her laptop. 

Denise turned to Jenny. 

"Still worried, love?" she asked.

"No... not about you and Betty." Jenny said.

"About Jake?" Denise asked.

"A little. You're right about male egos. Jake's a sweetheart most the time
but he's a typical male in other ways." Jenny said.

"Well, I wouldn't presume to know how best to deal with him. But I don't 
think you can go wrong by telling him just how you feel. But you know 
him best so you will know best how to do that..... Do you think.... no... 
probably not." Denise started.

"What?" Jenny asked.

"I was going to ask if you thought he would be interested in seeing the 
pictures of us. I won't mind... I don't think. Not in the name of love 
anyway."  Denise said.

"What pictures?" Jenny asked, not remembering Betty's confession.

"Come on. I'll show you. I'll transfer them to CD and you can do with 
them as you please."  Denise said, snagging a cup of coffee.

Jenny followed her to the library. Denise sat down at Betty's desktop and 
turned on the monitor. She did a quick search by date and found the 
images that Betty had taken of her and Jenny. There was quite a few of 
them. Betty's hard drive was almost full. 

"Goodness. What a lot of pictures she took of us." Denise mused.

"Oh... the pictures Betty said she watched last night. Are they any good?"
Jenny asked.

"Lets find out. But I think you are in for a bit of a shock as to just how
good they are." Denise chuckled, setting up a slide show to run 
sequentially according to file time. 

The pictures started off with the two of them dancing. The image sharp, 
clear and very sensual. Next it flicked to them kissing. 

"Oh my." Jenny said, flushing a bit. 

"Yes, quite good, aren't they." Denise said, as the image flicked to her 
lifting Jenny into her arms. 

"I didn't realize they would affect me so." Jenny said, a bit hoarsly.

"Well if these affect you that strongly, you'd better fasten your seat belt
and put your seat in an upright position. Cause you're in for some 
turbulence." Denise chuckled, as the image changed to one of her 
standing over Jenny on the bed, beginning to remove her clothes. 

"I saw no camera. How were these taken?" Jenny asked, flushing. 

"It's behind the mirror." Denise said, looking at the image of herself 
standing over Jenny, removing her bra.

Jenny fell silent as she watched the rest of the images. Denise was very 
aware of the heaviness of her breathing as the images passed through 
Jenny removing her stockings and then her standing before her removing 
her panties. She was mildly surprised but quite receptive when she felt 
Jenny's hand upon her thigh. 

Denise hit the spacebar to stop the images while she pulled Jenny over 
onto her lap. They kissed deeply and then she resumed the show. Jenny 
softly felt her breasts as she snuggled to her and watched the rest of the
show. Denise traced her fingers tenderly over Jenny's body. The images 
became more graphic and Jenny's excitement increased accordingly. 
Denise was not unaffected either. She was a bit surprised though when 
Jenny suddenly groaned deeply and her body convulsed in her lap. It was 
the first of many to follow. 

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Betty went about her appointed tasks with a smile on her face. Denise 
was now her betrothed. She had promised to wed her if Betty could find a 
way for them to do it. Betty was quite determined to do so. She stopped 
by the post office and picked up Denise's mail and got three passport 
applications. Then stopped at the liquor store and bought a case of cheap 
champange. The owner of the store surprised by her selection as she had 
purchased his best previously. Lastly she did her grocery shopping. 
Stocking up on breakfast strips, eggs, low fat turkey sausage, several 
types of frozen berry's and frozen orange juice concentrate. All the while
she virtually floated in bliss. 

After taking her purchases out to her trunk, Betty stopped in to a jewelery
store in the strip mall. They were unprepaired for her request so she 
drove to a different one she knew of that employed their own goldsmith. 
She sketched out what she wanted for him and he gladly agreed to 
produce her request within a week. Feeling satisfied she drove home 
again. She had been gone several hours. It was almost time for her to get 
ready for her run with Bobby. She found Denise in the kitchen, alone, 
munching on the lunch she had prepaired much earlier. 

"My, wonder what you've been doing. Where's Jenny?" Betty asked, 
bending to steal a kiss.

"Out, taking a little nap. I showed her the pictures you took last evening.
They were a bit much for her. She's got more voyer in her than I ever 
dreamed of." Denise chuckled, holding Betty in an embrace. 

"Yes, I can tell from the aroma on your lip." Betty chuckled, "Help me 
carry in the groceries?" she asked.

Denise nodded and got up to help her. They didn't make it very far as 
Betty pulled her into an embrace. 

They stood snuggled together for a long time. Denise content to let the 
embrace last as long as Betty wished it to. 

"It's all like a great, wonderful dream. I never expected to turn into a 
clinging vine. I thank you for your patience with me." Betty said. 

"I enjoy hugs and kisses as much as you, love. No patience is required. 
You just cling away to your hearts content." Denise said, softly kissing 
her neck. 

"If I did that, then neither of us would get anything done." Betty 
chuckled, "Come on, lets get the groceries." 

Denise held her for a moment longer while she kissed her tenderly, then 
they moved out to get the groceries. 

"Expecting an army?" Denise chuckled, carrying in a full load.

"Just hate being out. Most the perishables will freeze well." Betty 
chuckled.

"I know, just teasing love." Denise said.

"So hows the class material coming?" Betty asked.

"Not bad. I thought I'd work on it while you were on your run. I expect 
Jenny to be out for a while." Denise said.

"You know, she really is adorable. I'm sorry this is going to be her only 
time with us." Betty said.

"I know. You've been really wonderful making her feel welcome and 
giving me the freedom to do this." Denise said.

"No chore there. ..... You knew she would have a profound effect upon 
me once I got a look at Irana." Betty chuckled.

"Actually, I *didn't* know that. I had no idea about her extra attribute. 
But I did realize that once *I* got a look at it." Denise replied, grabbing
the last of the groceries.

"It's hard to believe you two never got together before. You seem so 
comfortable together." Betty said, getting the case of champange and 
closing the trunk. 

"Our friendship was always comfortable. Although we haven't seen a lot 
of each other in between." Denise said, thoughtfully. 

"Well, dear heart. I have no objection at all to you seeing her as much as
you'd like to." Betty said.

"I saw quite a bit of her while you were gone just now. " Denise 
chuckled,  "but thank you. I don't really think we will be seeing that much
of her though. I think she's going to be pretty preocupied with her own 
love." 

They carried their loads inside and set them down. 

"I'm sorry you won't get to share more of that with her." Betty said.

Denise looked at her a moment and then kissed her cheek.

"I'm hardly hurting for love, darling. I'm more than content with yours and
the girls. If I had not thought Jenny *needed* me, then this time would 
not have happened." she said.

"You aren't trying to tell me you haven't enjoyed yourself are you?" Betty
chuckled.

"Not at all. But I am saying that wasn't my motivation when I agreed to 
this... or at least not my major motivation. I knew that if Jenny wanted to
do this, at all, that her and Jake must have some fundimental problems. It
was those problems which I wished to address. I don't know if you've 
been observing just exactly what I've been teaching her, but my focus has 
been on things that a man could do to her if he knew how and explaining 
just how they are done." Denise said.

"Well you were right on target with your actions. She told me first thing 
this morning that this would probably be our only time together as she 
was going to use the tools we had shown her to make her relationship 
with Jake stronger. But how did you know what he was lacking at?" 
Betty asked.

"That's pretty simple. Anything she found new and exciting must have 
been something he hadn't done to her. Basically I just tried to show her 
everything I knew and spent extra attention on what she really liked." 
Denise said.

"Yeah, that makes sense.... So what did I teach her that she could use 
with him?" Betty wondered, a bit sadly. 

Denise pulled her into her arms and kissed her softly. 

"You taught her depth of feeling, you taught her tenderness and passion. 
You taught her hip movements that she can use to prepair him other than 
orally, which will help please herself while she's at it. You taught her the
same thing she taught you; that each of you was not alone in the world. 
That you're not freaks or masculine. That you are both uniquely feminine. 
And you taught her to enjoy herself. You taught her how to enjoy 
pleasure while pleasing another." Denise said, caressing her back, 
punctuating her words with kisses on her neck, forehead and lips. 

The last she held for a time. 

Betty half trembled in her arms. 

"God I love you. I can't wait till we're married." she said, clinging to 
Denise.

"I am quite looking forward to that as well. Have you thought about what 
that means to you?" Marrige I mean?" Denise asked.

"How do you mean?" Betty asked.

"What does marrige mean to you? I assume you wish to continue our 
relationship with the girls. But will it preclude others? What about 
Bobby? What about Penelope? What if Jenny works things out with Jake 
and he feels secure enough that she wishes to continue to see us?" Denise 
asked, gently moving a locke of hair from Betty's forehead and kissing it.

"Oh... I see..... No, actually I hadn't thought about all that. I just got
excited that it meant that you would always be mine." Betty said.

"Yes, I will, but what will '*Mine*' mean?"  Denise asked.

"I don't know... What do you want it to mean?" Betty asked.

"It can mean anything we wish it to mean. But we should talk about that 
before we do it. I'm willing for it to mean just about anything you wish, 
but I have to know what that is ahead of time. 

As to what I *want* it to mean..... Most of all I want it to mean that we 
will always be together, no matter what. No matter who else is in our life,
you and I will always have each other. 

Not that I need or desire anybody else in our life than is already in it. But
if I know that you don't want me to love others besides them, then it will
make it a lot easier for me to say no." Denise said.

"I certainly do not wish it to preclude the girls. In fact I want them as a
part of our marrige if we can swing it. There again we have to consider 
what Jenny said about them possibly wishing their independance when 
they get older. I don't wish to hold them if they wish their freedom. I do
not wish to keep you from loving others you care about either. I just don't
want any of those relationships to interfere with ours. As to Bobby... I 
won't deny that I wish him in my life. Penelope too, but I don't expect that
to be a regular occurance." Betty said.

"So basically, you are thinking in terms of an open line marrige." Denise 
said, sitting in a chair and pulling Betty onto her lap. 

"Line marrige?" Betty asked, not understanding.

"Yes... How much Heinlien have you read?" Denise asked.

"Not much really. Stranger in a Strange Land, The Moon is a Harsh 
Mistress.... stuff like that." Betty replied.

"Read *Friday*, *Methusela's Children* and *Time Enough for Love*. 
Those should give you an idea of what I am talking about. After you've 
read those then we can talk about what we want ours to mean. Okay?" 
Denise asked, kissing her cheek.

"Okay.... I know one thing I want it to mean. That I will always be able to
feel you in my arms and know your touch." Betty said, leaning her head 
on Denise's shoulder. 

"Well then we're agreed on that point right from the start. Piece of paper
or not, I've wanted that from our first night together.... Which is mainly
what I wanted you to feel when I said I would marry you...  I know that 
you felt insecure about Jenny... I'm sorry about that. I never meant for 
that to happen. 

Fact is that I feel closer to you at this instant than I ever have with 
*anybody, ever*. I'm so thrilled and *comfortable* over your love that it's
hard for me to remember that this all started just seven weeks ago. 

>From the start we've had an open relationship. You were seeing June 
when we started. Just a week later I started seeing Cindy. A week after 
that Andrea entered my life and yours before the week was up. A week 
later was our first run in the park. A week after that, we really became a
family and it's all been so perfect and wonderfull since it's hard to keep in
mind that was such a short while ago. In that time, we've never talked 
about fidelity. In fact, both of us have kept expanding our relationships.
You with Bobby and I with Jenny. 

I admit, I just took for granted that you wouldn't feel insecure... because
*I* didn't at the time. I've never felt more secure in my life as I do when I
am with you. 

Now feeling that way, I took it for granted that you felt that same 
comforting, secure feeling. I was wrong in that, and I'm deeply sorry for 
it. I won't ever take that for granted again." Denise said, holding her 
close.

"No, you weren't wrong. I was. ... I never felt this way about anybody 
before. I never felt insecure about anybody before because I never cared 
enough about anybody to *care* if I lost them. That's the only reason I 
ever felt insecure about you. You're the first I ever cared if I lost. You
have been as loving and attentive to me as anyone could possibly be to 
anyone. I don't ever want to lose that. Not ever." Betty said.

"I love everything about you. I love your touch. I love your face. I love 
the way you greet me hungrily. It makes me feel loved. I love the way 
you respond to my changes in mood. I love the way you stand behind me 
when I put myself on the line for what I believe. I love your soft skin and
your firm muscles beneath it. I love your intelect and your desire to learn.
I love your marvelous body and your little *something extra*. You are the 
epitome of femininity to me. You are everything I ever dreamed of. You 
are my reason for dreaming of great love. You are my reason for living. 
My reason for hope and the fullfillment of my desires. I don't ever wish to
lose you either. Not ever. Even with as much as the girls mean to me... 
They aren't what I feel for you. 

When my heart lay dormant, you were the one who woke it up. You gave 
me a reason for caring. I could not have felt the way I have about others if
you had not awakened my heart. But none of them was ever a substitute 
for you. They weren't replacements. They were on top of what I've felt for
you since the first time we made love. You are the foundation of my life 
and  my loves. Without you I am nothing. Just another warm body in the 
night..... Something you could never be to me.....

I really do love everything about you. I love every second of every kiss 
we've ever shared. And your aroma..... I've found myself sniffing at your 
robe when you weren't here. I've even sniffed at your panties when I was 
doing the wash. 

Nothing could ever replace you in my life. Not another love... not another
body.  Because you are not just another body. You are my deepest love, 
my deepest hope, my deepest dreams. You make me want you every 
second of every day. This very moment I long to take you to bed and 
savor your womanhood upon my tongue. 

I would be the biggest fool on the planet to ever lose you." Denise said, 
hugging her close.  

"You never said it like that before..... I don't know... I guess I thought of
what you did say as... *prelude* to our relationship. It never ocurred to 
me that you really meant it." Betty said, teary eyed. 

"I meant every word of it......  I guess the world makes us jaded to real 
feelings... to *truth*. Everybody everywhere is doing a hustle, a sales 
pitch. Trying to sell us something we don't want so they will make up 
something just to make the sell. That's what you see in the bars with 
people trying to sell themselves. They think they have to make 
themselves seem as good as possible to make the sell, so they will make 
up things they don't mean just to make the sell. But down the road, the 
truth is going to come out. I think that's why so many relationships break
up, because somebody discovered that the others sales pitch was a lie. 

I'm not a very good liar. So for the most part I tell the truth all the time.
I'm not saying I never lie. Everybody does. Sometimes we don't have any 
choice. Like the lies we have to tell to keep our lifestyle secret from the
world or lose our jobs. But I don't make a habbit of lying, certainly not to
those I love. I'm not saying that I never lied to you. But I don't remember
doing so and I certainly wouldn't do it about something that mattered. Not
about our love. 

I have probably exagerated at times to get my point across. Like if I say I
am devoted to you heart and soul. I don't *know* if that will actually 
commit my soul to you. I don't have control over that. I don't know if I 
actually have a soul. But I *want* it to mean that literally. 

The way I *feel* is that if I lost you, my heart would burst and I would 
cease to live. 

We both know that's not going to happen. Hearts don't physically do that. 
If I have a soul, I want it to be married to yours for all time. My wanting
that doesn't mean it really will happen. So saying I love you heart and 
soul is technically an exageration. What I mean by it is that I love you to
the deepest extent that I know how to. 

I've also told you that I would wrestle with the gods to make eternity last
longer for us to love. But I don't really know if there are any gods, and 
I'm not a very good wrestler. If there are then I *would* try. But I'd very
probably lose. 

But those exagerations are the extent of my lying to you. And I expect 
you as an adult to recognize them as exagerations. So I'm not trying to 
deceive you. I honestly mean the sentiment behind those exagerations, 
and that's what I'm trying to get across to you when I say them." Denise 
said.

Betty kissed her tenderly. Tears on her cheeks. Denise kissed the tears 
and then shared them in another kiss. 

"Well, as far as making love this instant, I have to go get ready for my 
run. But I desire it to be as soon and as often as possible." Betty said.

"You got it, babe. As soon and as often as possible. I know the girls are 
going to be hot for us -as they always are come Friday night- But if not 
before them then right after they are satiated enough. Perhaps if Jenny 
decides she wishes to bed them then you and I can slip off together while 
they are at it." Denise said. 

"It's a date...... That's about the only thing I miss in our relationship;
*dates*. I'd love to take you out on the town and show the world how 
proud I am to have you on my arm. I'd love to take you out for dinner and 
a movie like all those other couples get to do.... We never got to date. We
kind of went straight from being aquiantences to being lovers." Betty 
mused.  

"I know, but that's the lifestyle we live. I guess we give up a lot to be 
teachers... but I think it's worth it. Don't you?" De ise asked.

"Sometimes. There are those special moments that make it all worth it. 
But I can still desire it and I do." Betty said. 

"I know... Well, you'd better go get ready. I think I'm going to work on 
my class lessons for a bit..... But please, if you feel insecure, *tell* me
about it? If I don't listen,  pick me up and haul my butt into bed or hit me
with a two-by-four to get it through my fat skull? Grab me by my ears and 
make me face you so you know I'm not distracted from what's really 
important. I mean of course you. You are the most important thing in my 
life, even if I don't tell you that enough." Denise said. 

"I promise... You do the same, okay? We'll muddle through this 
somehow." Betty said, hugging her. 

"I promise. Now you best get that cute fanny going or you'll miss Bobby." 
Denise said, rocking her off her lap. 

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Jenny found Denise working in the library. Denise didn't notice her for a 
while, she was preoccupied  with the exercise she was writing. Jenny 
looked over her shoulder at the screen, trying to read what she was 
writing. 

"Looks like Greek to me." Jenny said. 

"Oh." Denise gasped, looking up a bit startled, "Actually, it's BASIC. The
simplest programing language. Did you have a nice nap?" 

"Yes, it was wonderful.... Except you weren't there when I woke up." 
Jenny said, wrapping her arms around her from behind and putting her 
chin on her shoulder. 

Denise lay her cheek up next to Jenny's and caressed her arms. 

"Sorry about that. You were sleeping so peacefully, I thought you'd be 
out for a while." she said.

"Oh pooh. I was teasing. I had a wonderful nap and now I have my arms 
around you. Where's Betty? Shouldn't she be back by now?" Jenny asked.

"Back and gone again. She's off on her run with Bobby."  Denise said.

"So what's that you're working on?" Jenny asked, teasing along just below 
Denise's breasts.

"Just a simple program. An exercise for my computer class. I thought to 
work up a series of simple programs and have them on each computer. 
Then I will just have the students call in the exercise when we cover a 
certain subject." Denise explained.

"Looks like you are doing all the work for them." Jenny mused.

"No, none of the exercises will work right. Each has a common 
programming error in them. It will be the students assignment to make 
each run right." Denise explained.

"I see... This is begining stuff? Looks pretty advanced to me." Jenny said.

"This is for later on in the quarter. I've almost got the whole quarter 
mapped out now." Denise said.

"Oh.... so it's not critical right now?" Jenny asked, playfully. 

Denise reached out and saved her work, then shut off the monitor.

"Nope.... And we are all alone in this big house. Whatever shall we do?" 
Denise asked, grinning as she turned to face Jenny. 

"Gosh, let me see. Recently somebody got me addicted to a new flavor. 
I'd very much like to taste as much of it as possible before it's out of my
diet." Jenny demured. 

"You are just about as randy as Cindy was our first week together.... And 
I will miss your flavor very much when it's out of my diet too. Shall we 
go upstairs or would you like to try the floor?" Denise asked.

"May as well be comfortable." Jenny replied, leading her by the hand. 

Denise stalled on the stairs as Jenny climbed on ahead. Jenny stopped 
and looked back at her questioning. 

"I was just admiring that nice ass of yours before I unwrapped it again." 
Denise replied, resuming her climb. 

Jenny dimpled at her. They started kissing at the top of the stairs as their
hands started pulling at clothing. 

Later they lay together caressing each other. 

"I really will miss this." Jenny said, caressing a breast, playfully. 

"I will too. Have you thought about the girls?" Denise asked, teasing 
Jenny's ass with her finger tips. 

"I've been thinking about little else. They really want to make love with 
me?" Jenny asked.

"That's kind of like asking the lioness if she wants to baby-sit the cute 
little baby antelopes. Yes, they really want to make love with you. And 
you could do me a great favor while they are at it." Denise replied.

"What's that?" Jenny asked, chuckling over Denise's humor.

"You could keep them busy for a while so that Betty and I could have a 
little time alone together. I expect the girls to be as hungry as they always
are by Friday night. After round one with them, if you could offer 
yourself as a distraction for them then it would be much appreciated. 
Betty's really hungry for some TLC right now." Denise asked. 

"Alright, sure. Betty's still insecure?" Jenny asked.

"No, actually. We're as close as we've ever been. Fact is that we're both 
downright hungry for each other. But I'd say that it was more of a bond 
strengthening ceremony than playfull lust."  Denise said.

"Alright. I'd love to.... lord knows that those two are cute enough to make
my mouth water..... and I am extremely curious."   Jenny said.

"They are extremely cute, aren't they." Denise mused, laying her cheek on 
Jenny's breast. 

"Yes, they are.... as are you, my darling. And extremely wonderful." 
Jenny said, tracing her fingers soflty down Denise's back. 

"That's me. Extemely wonderful and cute." Denise giggled, sliding her 
fingers down to bracket Jenny's oversized clitoris. 

Jenny's breath caught in her throat a moment, then she moaned softly as 
Denise continued to excite her. 

"Now we've done what I like.... What would you like?" Jenny managed to 
ask, huskily. 

"Mmm my favorite has to be face to face.... you on top." Denise purred.

"My pleasure.... " Jenny said, rolling over her.

"Not all of it. I can guarantee that." Denise moaned as Jenny began to 
move her hips. 

"Hush." Jenny said, decending to kiss her deeply. 



Denise was just doing her hair in the bathroom when Betty returned. 

"I expected to find you two back in bed." she chuckled, stripping off her 
running outfit. 

"A few minutes earlier you would have found us there." Denise admitted, 
moving to steal a kiss from Betty on the way to the shower. 

"That's a relief. I'd like to think I could predict some of your behavior."
Betty chuckled, stealing another before she jumped into the shower. 

"Am I so unpredictable?" Denise asked, over the partition. 

"No... Not really. Just enough to make you even more adorable." Betty 
replied from the shower.

"Jenny said she would be kind enough to distract the girls for us after 
round one tonight so we can have a little lone time." Denise informed her.

"Outstanding!" Betty replied, already washing her hair. 

"Thought you'd like that." Denise replied, helping Jenny with her dress. 

"You two aren't getting bored with those girls, are you?" Jenny asked.

"Heavens no. But we're not bored with each other either. We've got them 
for at least two wonderfull weeks, closer to three. Normally durring the 
week, Betty and I have each other all to ourselves. We're going to miss 
that lone time. We just want to get in some while we can." Denise said, 
shimmying into a sexy dress. 

"Wo! You dress like that all the time for your Friday dinners?" Jenny 
asked.

"No.. I just want to look special as it's kind of a going away party for 
Marge and Sam." Denise said, stepping to have Jenny zip up her dress for 
her.

"Well you certainly look special. Makes me want to rip it off and drag 
you back to bed." Jenny joked.

"Ah, the perfect outfit then." Denise giggled.

"She's like that. She doesn't feel an outfit is successfull unless it makes
people want to rip it off her." Betty giggled, stepping out of the shower 
and grabbing a towel. 

"You never complained before." Denise said.

"My momma didn't raise no fool." Betty giggled, kissing Denise on the 
neck. 

"Yeah... I know." Denise said, turning to kiss her softly. 

"Mmm Oh, before I forget, you had a package in your box, or a note 
saying there was one at the counter. I got it for you. It's in my car. Along
with the passport applications." Betty said.

"Outstanding! I was a bit worried it wouldn't get here in time. Don't leave
before I get it out. It's a present for Marge. I'd like to give it to her 
tonight." Denise said, finishing her make-up. 

"What did you get her?" Betty asked.

"A pair of spandex jeans like mine. A little something she can lounge 
around the cabin in and inspire Sam to drag her back to bed lots durring 
their vacation." Denise said.

"Great. I'd like to order some of those myself. If they have the same effect
upon you that yours do upon me." Betty giggled, "If you're ready, you can 
get them now. My keys are on the kitchen table." 

"Thanks, I'll do that before I forget." Denise said, snatching a kiss. 

"I'd quite like some of them myself. I'll bet Jake would love me in them."
Jenny mused.

"If Jake is half as perceptive as he ought to be, then he likes you in 
anything or nothing at all." Denise chuckled, heading out of the bath. 

"Not half as perceptive as he's going to be when I get through with him." 
Jenny mused.

Denise made a mental note to pick up a bunch more pairs of the spandex 
Jeans for Christmas. At least four. One for Betty, Jenny, Cindy and 
Andrea. She realized she'd have to order them quick with the Christmas 
rush just hitting the post offices. She snagged Betty's keys and went out 
and got the package and applications, then returned. Thinking she should 
stop and have it gift wrapped on the way to Crowther's. She had some 
other stops to make too for other gifts.

Inside she opened the package to check she got the right thing, they were 
perfect with no flaws in the material. She repackaged them and stuffed 
them into her sack along with her laptop. Leaving the keys back on the 
table she made her way upstairs once more. Betty was just dressing. 
Jenny was working on her hair for her between bends. 

"Listen you two. I've got to run. I've got some more packages to pick up. 
You two have a nice time tonight and I'll see you back here later." she 
said, moving to them. 

Jenny set down the hair dryer and pulled her into her arms. She kissed her
tenderly and hugged her before releasing her. 

"Thank you, for everything... You have a good time too." she said. 

"Thank you, you are quite welcome, love." Denise said, turning to Betty. 

Betty hugged her tightly, almost quivering in her arms. Then kissed her 
passionately. 

"Mmm I can hardly wait for later." she said.    

"Me neither. I was thinking we could all sneak off in pairs to start with.
The others keeping Jenny company. Then the girls and Jenny could get 
together while you and I slip off." Denise said, hugging her.

"Sounds perfect. I love you."  Betty said, kissing her again.

"I love you too. And you Jenny. Now I've got to run." Denise said, 
slipping away. 

"Fix your lipstick, I smeared it." Betty called after her. 

"A tiny price to pay for one of your kisses." Denise called back. 

"She really does love you very deeply. She'd be lost without you." Jenny 
said, softly. 

"I know, but not half as lost as I'd be without her." Betty replied.

---------------------------

Denise stopped by the video store to pick up her other package.

"Got those movies I ordered, Ed?" Denise asked.

"Yup, just came in day before Thanksgiving. How was your turkey day?" 
Ed asked, digging out a package.

"It was wonderfull. I went over to a dear friends house for a huge party. 
How was yours?" Denise asked.

"Very nice. Spent a lovely day with my children and grandkids. 
Thanksgiving is a big family day for us. Speaking of which, I haven't seen
your cousin much lately. How's she doing?" Ed asked.

"Actually, these videos are for her folks. They're going on vacation to a 
little secluded cabin up in the mountains of Utah. I thought these would 
be nice for them to pass the time, if they get to watch them. It's sort of a
second honeymoon for them. She's going to be staying with me for a few 
weeks while they go so you will undoubtedly see her with me." Denise 
said.

"Great. I've got a new batch of the kind of movies you like. It's nice of 
you to watch your cousin while they get a little break. Every couple 
should get away alone every now and then." Ed said.

"Well, it's no bother for me. Cindy's a joy to be around. And her folks are
certainly ready for a break. They really haven't had any extended time 
alone since before Cindy was born. You can count on us renting those 
new movies. You sure you want to be stocking up on that stuff?" Denise 
asked.

"Don't know if you've started a trend or what, but we've sort of had a run
on old romantic comedies." Ed replied.

"I'm hardly a trend setter, but sometimes I do things long enough they 
come back into style." Denise chuckled, paying for the videos.

Ed chuckled, counting out her change and handing her a sheet. 

"This is a list of my new stuff. Just give me a call if you want me to 
reserve any of it." he said.

"Thanks Ed, you're a dear. I've gotta run now. Bye." Denise said, taking 
her purchases. 

"Always a pleasure to see you, Denise. Bring that pretty cousin of yours 
in with you next time. Us old men still like to look. And the women of 
your family are sure nice to look at." Ed chuckled.

"Thanks Ed. I will. Bye now." Denise chuckled. 

Ed watched her go. She really was nice to look at, expecially packaged as 
she was. 

Denise stopped and got her packages wrapped at one of the malls. She 
had a hard time telling them she didn't want Christmas wrapping as they 
were gifts for now. Finally she got them wrapped and made her way to 
the Crowther's. 

Cindy hit her on the fly. Denise barely had time to set her packages 
down. 

"God I've missed you." Cindy said, between kisses. 

 Denise hugged and kissed back. She'd missed Cindy herself. Finally she 
gave her a giant kiss before she pulled away. 

"I've missed you too, love. But let me take my coat off." she chuckled.

"You look very nice. What's the occaision?" Marge asked, patiently 
waiting for her own hug and kiss. 

"Why you and Sam are the occaision. Isn't this your going away party?" 
Denise asked, removing her coat and then moving to hug and kiss Marge. 

"Oh.. I guess it is. I didn't really expect you to dress up though. Now I'll
have to find something sexy to slip into." Marge said, finally pulling back.

Denise handed her the smaller package. 

"Here, try these on. I thought you might like to do a little comfortable 
lounging while on vacation. If these don't have the desired effect then 
you'd better get Sam's eyes checked." she said.

"For me? You already gave me a present! Me and Sam both." Marge 
said, but clearly touched.

"Just a little something. This other package is for both of you from Cindy.
I've been keeping it secret for her." Denise said, looking at Cindy and 
grinning. 

Cindy winked at her and mouthed "thank you." 

"What was this about having my eyes checked? Guess I'd better. You just 
broke them with that dress." Sam chuckled, coming in. 

"Thank you, but if you don't come give me my hug I'm going to break 
something else too." Denise said, opening her arms to him. 

"Work, work, work." Sam teased, moving to hug her and kiss her cheek. 

Denise nodded to Cindy who handed him the other package.

"What's this?" he asked.

"Don't know. Something Cindy got for your vacation. I've been dying to 
find out what it is myself." Denise said.

"Oh, thank you, daughter. Maybe I won't trade you to the wolves." Sam 
teased, opening the package. 

"Oh my! I'm gonna go put these on right now." Marge said, opening her 
package enough to see what was in it.

"You'd better protect your eyes, Sam, if you thought this dress did 
damage." Denise chuckled.

"I'll take my chances..... Oh, Cindy, what a wonderful present. Thank 
you." Sam said, hugging his daughter after opening the videos. 

"You're welcome, daddy." Cindy said, smiling at Denise over his 
shoulder. 

"Just one more present. I wonder who this could be for?" Denise said, 
holding the last package. 

"For me!? What for?" Cindy asked, moving from her fathers hug to 
Denise.

"Just a little something to get you in the mood for driving nails." Denise
chuckled.

Cindy took the package and tore it open. Inside she found a pair of denim 
carpenter style overalls, only with shorts on the bottom. Kind of a pair of
tight denim bibbed shorts with a hammer loop on the side. 

"Oh, they're darling. I've got to go try them on." Cindy said, kissing 
Denise happily and then running to her room. 

"If they fit you like I think they will, my eyes are in danger too." Denise
called after her. 

"Cup of coffee?" Sam asked, turning to her. 

"Love one. Thanks." Denise said, following him to the kitchen. 

"So, how goes it?" Sam asked, pouring her a cup of coffee.

"Great. I've almost got my lessons for the computer class done for the 
whole quarter." Denise bubbled.

"So enough about work. How goes it?" Sam asked again.

Denise smiled at him. 

"Just great, Sam. Things are so good it scares me." she replied.

"Great. How was your thanksgiving?" Sam asked.

"It was... interesting, but not very cozy or familyish. Fact is that I would
rather have been here. I will be next year. But I had my fill of turkey and
pumpkin pie. How was yours?" Denise asked.

"It was good... But we missed you. Cindy was kind of moody that you 
weren't here." Sam said.

"I kind of expected that. That's kind of what that present to her was 
about. But I promise to make it up to her while you're gone and I am 
scheduled for Christmas dinner here." Denise said.

"I don't doubt for an instant you will more than make up for it. I was just
letting you know she missed you." Sam chuckled, joining her at the table.

"I'm just trying to balance my obligations, Sam. Only one of me and three 
of them. Luckily Betty's the target of Andrea's side. I suspect she's getting
the same message from the Billings. I don't know that we would have 
been really missed at the Hart's party, but Betty said she'd never hear the
end of it had she not taken me." Denise said, wearily. 

"I'm not chidding you. I just wanted to give you advance warning how 
hungry Cindy was for you. I know you are split in multiple directions and 
there is a high demand for your time. That's understandable. You *are* 
quite adorable." Sam said.

"Thank you. So are you." Denise said, smiling at him.

"Don't go making it harder on me than it already is." Sam chuckled, but 
meaning it. 

"Must be something wrong with these. They don't fit me like yours do 
you." Marge said, entering in her new *Jeans*. 

"Could have fooled me... turn around, let me see the rest." Denise said.

Marge blushed but did a slow circle. 

"Oh my.... another present for me." Sam said, clearly affected. 

"You're right Marge. They don't fit you like me. They fit you better." 
Denise said, a bit flushed. 

"Look at these! Aren't they great!" Cindy said, bubbling in in her short 
bibbed outfit.

"I'm going to have to take another look at carpentry if that's what they are
wearing nowadays." Sam chuckled.

"Oh those are adorable, Cindy. Turn around and let me see the back." 
Marge said. 

"Look out! That's a dangerous weapon." Denise chuckled when Cindy 
turned around.

Cindy blushed, but smiled as she ran to hug Denise in thanks. Denise 
pulled her up onto her lap and Cindy snuggled to her. 

"Thank you.... I sure missed you." she said, softly. 

"I missed you too, love." Denise said, softly kissing her cheek as she 
caressed her back.

"So how was the party?" Cindy asked.

"Big and noisy and you weren't there." Denise replied, hugging her to her.

"What's this?" Cindy asked, spotting an application sticking out of 
Denise's purse. 

"Oh... That requires a bit of explaining. It's a passport application for you.


"For me? What for?" Cindy asked.

"Thinking of wisking our daughter off to a foriegn country?" Marge 
asked.

"Maybe... If we can find one that will let us get married." Denise said.

"Married!" Cindy gasped, all smiles.

"You may very well have to wait until you are eighteen. I guess I'd better
explain." Denise said.

"I know, you just want to call me mom." Marge chuckled.

"No... although it is appealing. Jenny's been staying with us... and Betty
got feeling a bit insecure... which she needn't as Jenny is fully devoted to
her boyfriend. He's just been out of town so Betty invited her along for 
thanksgiving dinner. 

Anyway.. Betty had a bout of insecurity and I was trying to think of 
anything I could do to reasure her that I loved her dearly and had no 
intention of running off with Jenny. So I told her if she could find 
someplace in the world where we could get legally married, that I'd let 
her fly us there to do it. She jumped on the idea like those *jeans* fit you,
Marge. Rather like a paint job. 

The subject of passports came up and she ran off to the post office and 
got us some applications. Fact is that I doubt she's going to find a place
where we can all get married, but if she does we will probably all need 
passports. If she can't, then you girls would be going along as brides 
maids anyway. 

This does not mean that I do not love you just as much and that I don't 
want to marry you too. If she can find a place where we can all get 
married, great, we will do that. If not, then ... I don't know. I'm out of
ideas." Denise said, running down, her eyes tearing up.  

Cindy was quiet for a moment. Her parents waiting to see how she would 
take it. 

"I think I understand. You've been with Betty before any of us. I know 
you really love her dearly. If she's been feeling insecure, then by all 
means, marry her. I can wait until I get my name on the deed with the rest
of you." Cindy said, softly. 

"It's not like that, Cindy. I love you with all my heart. It's just that it's
highly doubtfull that we are going to find a place that will tolerate both
same sex marriges and polygamy.. or polyandry... God, they don't even 
have a word for it that exactly fits. Polygamy refers to one man having 
multiple wives and polyandry is one woman having multiple husbands. 
There is no word that covers a woman having multiple wives. 

So... I don't know. What we may end up with -if we can find a place that 
will even allow that- is Betty and I getting married and you and Andrea 
getting married and we all just live together. Or maybe we can take 
multiple trips and get hitched in pairs. But that might not work because 
most places have laws on the books that make marriges null and void if 
there is a legal marrige already in effect. 

What I want is for us all to get married. This is just the first step. After
that, I'm out of ideas." Denise said, weeping on Cindy's shoulder. 

Cindy stood up and took Denise's hand. She turned to her mother and 
father. 

"If you would excuse us for a bit, I think my mate could use a little TLC."
she said. 

Marge nodded to her and the next thing Denise knew she was being led 
to Cindy's bedroom. 

Once there Cindy pulled her on the bed with her. She held her tenderly in 
her arms as Denise wept against her. 

------------------------------

"What do you think, love?" Sam asked.

"I think this has been coming for a long time. Denise has been carrying 
the world on her shoulders since the start of this. She's just reached her
limit. She's really trying to do right for everybody. I don't see a thing 
wrong with her marrying Betty. Or any of them. I know she wants to 
marry Cindy too. She probably came up with marrying Betty now to deal 
with one problem and she just realized when she got here that it created 
others. She honestly doesn't know what to do and it's hurting her." Marge 
said. 

"So what should we do?" Sam asked.

"Nothing, my love. There is nothing we can do. I think Cindy realizes 
what's going on. That's why she took Denise off. To let her know that she 
loves her and understands. I think we should just go on with prepairing 
dinner and ignore it." Marge said.

"Seems odd having them make love in the other room." Sam said.

"Not too odd. You invited her to live here with Cindy, remember?" 
Marge asked.

"Yeah... I guess it isn't so odd at that." Sam said. 

----------------------------------------

Denise sobbed against Cindy as she held her tenderly. 

"I'm sorry, Cindy. I love you so much. I didn't mean to hurt you. I was 
just trying to make Betty feel more secure." Denise sobbed. 

"Shsss... I know. It's okay. I've known all along that you were going to 
marry Betty. We've always had the problem of nobody wanting to let us 
all get married. We still have it. We'll just face it one step at a time, 
okay?" Cindy asked.

Denise clung to her like Cindy had her their first night together. When 
Cindy lifted her chin and kissed her tenderly Denise found herself 
responding hungrily to it. She hardly noticed when Cindy began to 
undress her. They made love face to face, tears streaming from both their 
eyes. Later Cindy softly caressed Denise as she held her in her arms. 

"Feel better?" Cindy asked, softly. 

"Yes.. Thank you love. I guess there's no hiding our relationship from 
your parents now." Denise half chuckled, half sobbed. 

"Well, they *did* ask you to move in here with me. So I don't think they 
mind." Cindy said. 

"I know... But we've never done it in the same house as them before. It 
just feels funny." Denise said.

"Funny? Gosh, I never expected that rating." Cindy chuckled.

Denise giggled. 

"No, silly. You were wonderful. You've *always* been wonderful from 
the very beginning." she said.

"It is you who have been wonderfull from the very beginning. And I will 
be very honored to be your brides maid when you marry Betty." Cindy 
said, softly.

"You're not upset? I know you must feel dissapointed that I'm not 
marrying you. I really want to, I just don't know how." Denise said, misty
eyed again. 

"No, I'm not upset. Only that you are hurting. I know you would marry 
me if you could. And I'm not upset that you are marrying Betty. It is a 
first step. As I was saying earlier, we've always had this problem. That's
what the thing with the deed is all about. I took for granted that you were
going to marry Betty. That's what our relationship has always implied. If 
the idea is to get as many of us connected as possible, then you marrying 
Betty and I marrying Andrea makes sense. If we can, then we will do 
more. If we can't then we will settle for what we can get. I know that we 
will always be together. I know you love me. You wouldn't be hurting if 
you didn't." Cindy said.

"I do love you. God, I really want to marry you. I want to marry all of 
you. It just seems so damn unfair that we can't do it." Denise said.

"Well, I couldn't marry you anyway until I turned eighteen." Cindy said.

"Yes, it would take your parents permission, but they already said we had 
it." Denise moaned.

"No, not for that reason. For how it would affect your career. A marrige 
is a thing of public record. It's just exactly the kind of evidence that June
would need to trash your careers, both you and Betty. And just exactly 
what she would need too, as evidence for the charges she leveled against 
us." Cindy said.

"I hadn't thought of that.... But if we got married in another country, then
she would have no way of knowing that." Denise said.

"Alright, you're not going to be placated. Do you still wish for me to 
come live with you starting next summer?" Cindy asked.

"Yes, of course. Absolutely." Denise said.

"And you intend to continue to make love with me?"  Cindy asked.

"Yes. As much as possible." Denise replied.

"Then I have no problem with this. Why do you?" Cindy asked, 
pointedly. 

"Because I know how it must feel for you. I promised you and I would be 
together forever. Now I'm marrying someone else. It must feel like I don't
love you as much as I do her." Denise said.

"Nonsense. It means that you are proving to another that you love her too.
It doesn't mean you don't love me as much. You were going with Betty 
before you and I ever got together. I knew that up front. You told me 
before we ever made love that you were going with someone whom you 
loved very dearly. You still love her very dearly. Your loving her dearly 
then didn't preclude our relationship. I don't expect it to now either. You
still want me to live with you. You still will make love with me. All this is
saying is that you care enough for Betty to show her that she need not feel
insecure....  What's the deal wth Jenny anyway? Maybe knowing that 
would help me understand better." Cindy asked.

"I've know Jenny since I was in college, as you well know. I've always 
had a crush on her. I guess that I had more of an effect upon her than I 
thought, she came to me last week and told me she loved me and wanted 
to make love. Betty suggested we invite her along for the party at her 
folks place. -which I wish to talk to you about in a moment- . Anyway, 
Jenny went with us and last night she slept with us both. I knew that 
Jenny was devoted to Jake. So everything I taught her was aimed at 
strengthening that bond in the future. This morning when I woke up Betty 
was clinging to me like she was affraid I was going to leave her. She's 
been really clingy all day, even after Jenny told us that this time with us
would probably be the only time. I was trying to think of a way to make 
her feel less insecure. I guess Betty's never experienced love before. She
doesn't know how to trust it. Or even that you can trust it. I guess 
everybody feels that way a bit. Anyway, what I came up with was telling 
her that I would marry her if she could find a place for us to do it. I just
wanted to make her feel secure. I didn't even think about how it would 
make you girls feel. I don't want to make anybody feel insecure. I love 
you all. I want us all to go on forever. I guess I just wasn't thinking how it

would feel to you." Denise said, clinging to her. 

"So where is Jenny now?" Cindy asked.

"With Betty at Andrea's. We didn't want to leave her alone while we both 
left for dinner, so Betty had the idea it would be good for her to meet and
observe Bobby first hand. So she cleared it with Andrea's folks and that's
where they are now." Denise said.

"She'll be coming back with her though, right?" Cindy asked.

"Yes, that was the plan. You girls expressed an interest in Jenny last 
weekend. She's expressed an interest in both of you too. Tonight will 
probably be the only chance you get to make love with her. She's meeting 
Jake at the airport tomorrow afternoon and then our time will probably be 
over. As lovers I mean. We will always be friends. But she feels that a 
continuing relationship with us would threaten her relationship with Jake.
I think she's probably right about that. Men are a lot more insecure than 
us women about love." Denise said.

"Okay, I've got the picture. You did the right thing. Your action was one 
of love for someone you cared for. It wasn't intended to displace us, just
to make Betty feel more secure. I know you well enough that you would 
do the same thing for each of us. So it changes nothing as far as I'm 
concerned. Actually, it is a first step in making us all more permanant." 
Cindy said.

"We *are* permanant, love. As far as I'm concerned we are. I don't need 
a piece of paper to make me love you all forever or know that you all 
love me just as much." Denise said, kissing her softly. 

"As I said, it changes nothing. It only makes Betty feel more secure when 
she needs it. If her offer about the deed still stands, then we just go on as
before. I don't need a piece of paper either to know you love me. Our 
souls are wed. All of us. This just helps solve a temporary problem." 
Cindy said.

"You really feel that way?" Denise asked, hopefully. 

"Yes, love. I do. Now I think we should dress for dinner." Cindy said.

Denise hugged her tightly and kissed her deeply. 

"Oh god I love you. I'd be devistated without you." she said, hugging her 
more. 

There was a light tap on the door. Cindy pulled the sheet up over them 
and called to enter. Marge came in and sat on the bed. 

"Feeling better?" she asked.

"Yes... Thank you for being so understanding. I don't know what came 
over me. I was just so worried about how Cindy would feel." Denise said, 
reaching out to squeeze Marge's hand. 

"What came over you is that you've been trying to carry the whole damn 
world on your shoulders. You *are* human, you know." Marge said.

"No she isn't. She's a goddess. At least to me." Cindy chuckled, kissing 
Denise's cheek. 

"Well, goddesses need a break every now and then too. So I take it that 
you aren't upset?" Marge asked Cindy. 

"Not in the least. She explained the whole thing and I agree with what she
is doing. It changes nothing about our relationship. She still wants me to
live with them starting when school lets out. The offer about the deed still
stands. We still will make love. All this does is make Betty feel more 
secure now. If she needs it, then I think it's a wonderfull idea." Cindy 
said.

"Good. Then lets eat." Marge said.

"We were just going to get dressed when you knocked." Denise said.

"Then I will give you some privacy. I just wanted to check on you. 

Daughter, I am quite proud of you. You've got the sweetest damn mate on 
the planet.  You've shown that you will stand behind her when she needs 
it. That's the sort of thing that's going to keep you together." Marge said,
leaning to kiss Cindy's forehead. 

Cindy found herself getting misty eyed. 

"See you in a few minutes." Marge said, leaving and pulling the door shut 
again.

Denise hugged her close and kissed her tenderly before they got up and 
dressed. 

------------------------------------

"I wondered where you two got off to." Sam teased.

"Oh daddy." Cindy said, blushing. 

"No you didn't. I thought Cindy made it quite clear when she drug me 
off." Denise said.

"That she did. I trust you are feeling better?" Sam asked.

"Yes, much, thank you." Denise replied.

"So dare I bring up the passport application?" Sam asked.

"Sure, what about it?" Denise asked.

"Just that it's all filled out. We signed our authorization. All you need now
is some yukky pictures of Cindy. I think that's manditory. They won't 
accept good pictures." Sam chuckled.

Denise bent and kissed his cheek and hugged his shoulder. 

"Thanks Sam." she said, misty eyed.

Cindy was next in line to hug and kiss him, then her mom after Denise 
was through hugging her. 

"So what's for dinner?" Denise asked.

"Well done pot roast." Marge giggled.

"I'm sorry." Denise moaned.

"Don't be silly. I was teasing. Pot roast is always well done. Besides, it's
a hunk of meat, you're not." Marge said. 

"So what *were* you doing in there?" Sam teased.

"Daddy!" Cindy gasped.

"I couldn't say for certian, but they were nude in bed together. When I 
went in. You figure it out." Marge chuckled. .  

 "Will you two stop, your embarassing Denise. You invited her to live 
with me, remember?" Cindy said.

"Of course we remember. She's still welcome to. We're just teasing. You 
don't tease people you don't love." Sam said, softly.

Denise got misty eyed again. Cindy moved onto her lap. 

"Now where were we?" she asked, kissing her cheek. 

"I don't know." Denise said.

"It's them endorphins. I heard they mess up the thought proscesses." Sam 
said.

"Okay, Sam. I think we teased them enough." Marge said, not unkindly. 

"I know what they're doing. They're just getting themselves used to the 
idea that we had sex." Cindy said, "Right?" she asked Denise.

"It would seem so love." Denise said, hugging her. 

"Okay, you had sex. Now dinners ready. Cindy, would you set the table 
please?" Marge said, easily.

--------------------------

Andrea sat on Betty's lap as she sipped her after dinner coffee. Bobby 
already back channel surfing on the TV. Jenny quietly observed him over 
her coffee cup as she chatted with Andrea's parents. 

"That was a lovely dinner. Thank you for having me over." Jenny said. 

"You are quite welcome, Jenny. It's good to finally meet you. Andrea said 
you were nice. But she didn't tell us you were so pretty." John chuckled. 

"Thank you. I quite like Andrea myself. She's quite grown up for her 
age." Jenny replied.

"Yes... She is. We're quite proud of her." Sally said.

"You should be. Most girls her age are nowhere near as mature." Jenny 
said.

"So what led you to become a psychologist?" John asked.

"I don't know.... I guess it just interested me. I took some courses when I
was an undergrad and found it facinating. Next thing I knew I was 
working on my doctorate. I guess I've always been interested in helping 
people. When I found out that some people really *could*, I wanted to be 
one of them." Jenny said.

"I have something a little sensitive to ask of you all." Betty said. 

"Go ahead, ask away." John said.

"I need to explain it a bit I guess. Denise has asked me to marry her. I 
know that it's been stated that we all have a relationship together, but this
is like a first step in making that happen. I don't know if I can find a place

that will let us all get married to each other. If I can, then we would all be

getting married. But I doubt such a place exists. 

Anyway, if I find a place that will allow Denise and I to get hitched, then
we would like the girls to come along as brides maids." Betty said.

"That's wonderfull! I'd be honored." Andrea said.

"So what do you need?" Sally asked, studying Andrea.

"Well, if I can find a place, it's probably out of the country. Andrea would
need a passport and your permission to travel." Betty said.

"I can see that... I think we can handle that. You will bring her back?" 
John asked, chuckling. 

"Of course. We'd probably be gone only a few days at most. Fact is right 
now I don't have a clue when we'd be going as I havn't found any place 
yet. I've got my folks looking into it for me. But if you could fill out her
passport application then it might speed things up when the time came." 
Betty asked.

"Sure. Having a passport handy never hurt anybody. Another form of ID 
is always handy." Sally said.

"I was hoping you wouldn't mind. I got some applications from the post 
office today." Betty said, reaching into her purse and pulling one out. 

She handed it to Sally. 

"What about travel costs?" John asked.

"I'd cover everything. Gladly. Denise has offered to do this for me and I'm
jumping at the chance. I'm not going to let her out of it." Betty chuckled.

"So how does this affect your relationship with Andrea and......?" Sally 
asked.

"Hopefully, not at all. As I say, if I can find a place that would allow both
same sex and polygamy then we would all get married. But I think that's a 
bit much to expect. Secondly, I didn't know how you would feel about 
Andrea getting married at her age. I would expect you would want her to 
graduate high school at least. My previous offers to her still stand. This
does not preclude any of the other relationships. All it does is cement part
of it legally. That's my sole intent. Not to let Denise get away." Betty 
said.

"So what brought this all on?" John asked.

"I did." Jenny replied.

"I beg your pardon?" Sally asked.

 "Denise and I have been friends for years. Lately we've been a bit more 
at my request. I didn't intend to disrupt any of the existing relationships.
Perhaps that was naive of me. Betty felt a bit threatened by my 
relationship with Denise. Denise wanted to reasure her that I was not a 
threat to their relationship. She did so by asking Betty to marry her. I 
think that's wonderful. I don't expect to be a recurrent part of their lives.
I 
have a strong relationship with a man that I intend to apply myself to 
keeping. Denise has now given me the tools to help make that possible. I 
have no desire to further disrupt their lives." Jenny said.

Sally and John looked at each other, a bit puzzled.

"Oh..." Sally said.

"It's my fault, really. Until Denise came along, I didn't know *how* to 
feel for another as I do for her and the girls. I'm still learning. I guess
we're all in unknown territory, though. 

I should never have worried over it. I feel kind of ashamed I was jealous.
Jenny is a sweetheart and has been a good friend to Denise over the 
years. I just forgot that there can be more than one special somebody in 
your life at the same time. I should never have forgotten that because it's
what makes all our relationships possible." Betty said, kissing Andrea's 
cheek, "Anyway, that's how it all came about." she concluded.

"I think I understand. So you view this as a first step in cementing all the
relationships together, and all other offers and relationships remain 
valid?" John asked.

"Yes, to both." Betty said.

"Then I have no objection to Andrea accompanying you." John said.

"Your target remains what the house plans portray?" Sally asked.

"Yes. Exactly." Betty said, looking at Bobby. 

"Then I have no objection either." Sally said.

"How about you, love?" Betty asked, Andrea. 

"No. I think it's wonderful. I just hope you can find a place that will allow
us all to get hitched." she replied.

"So do I. As partial steps though... How would you feel about marrying 
Cindy?" Betty asked.

"In a heartbeat." Andrea replied, grinning. 

"Well, that may not happen until you are both eighteen. I don't know if 
parents permission would serve in another country. I also don't know how 
the Crowther's would feel about it. But we can always take another trip. 
If I find a place that will allow Denise and I to get married, that would 
imply that the same would apply to you and Cindy." Betty said.

"We're not opposed to her marrying Cindy or all of you, for that matter. 
Our concern would of course be that she finish school." John said.

"Oh, I think you are safe in that. With two teachers in the family." Betty
chuckled, "I intend they both should graduate college at least. I know 
Denise want's that too."  

"I've quite enjoyed myself tonight. Could I invite you to lunch on 
Monday, Sally? We can have a nice little chat." Jenny said, looking over 
at Bobby. 

"Yes, I'd like that. How long will you be staying with Betty?" Sally 
asked, pointedly.

"Just tonight. I pick Jake up at the airport tomorrow afternoon." Jenny 
replied.

"Are you all packed, love? Including your books?" Betty asked Andrea.

"Yup. I am." Andrea said.

"Well scoot off my lap for a moment. Denise sent you a little something." 
Betty said.

Andrea got off her lap and Betty went out to her car for the package. 
Andrea got her bag while she was out. 

"What's this?" Andrea asked when Betty returned and handed her the 
present.

"A little something to get you in the mood for driving nails." Betty 
chuckled.

Andrea opened the package and pulled out a set of bibbed shorts identical 
to Cindys.

"Oh wow. I love them." Andrea gasped. 

"Those are darling." Sally said.

"Notice the hammer hoop?" Betty said, pointing it out. 

Andrea nodded, grinning. 

"A bit chilly for winter." John chuckled.

"I have a space heater the contractors left me. Something called a 
Salamander. But the heating contractors will be in next week to do the 
ducting and hook up the second furnace." Betty said.

"Hows that going?" John asked.

"The outsides all up. Now we start building walls inside. The heating 
contractors have to come in before the plumbers can. The electricians 
came and hooked up all my power tools and Denise quized them on local 
code so she can do the wiring on the new section. We're going to 
concentrate on bathrooms and bedrooms for the girls first. Then the 
master bedroom and then the apartment. The contractors are going to do 
the deck, in the interest of time so it will be ready for summer. Also 
because that's my addition by myself. When spring arrives I'll get a tractor
they can use on the landscaping." Betty said.

"I've seen the plans. It will be incredible." Jenny mused.

"Yes, she showed them to us a while back. That's record time to get the 
outside done though." John said.

"The architects fixed me up with a great contractor. They've done a 
wonderful job on the extension. I told them I would like the outside 
completed so we could work on the inside for the rest of the winter and 
they put their hearts into it. Good work too. Not thrown up as the speed 
would indicate. They know their stuff. They even built some of the 
interior walls already to handle snow load on the roof." Betty said.

"I'm gonna go try these on now." Andrea said, scurrying off. 

"Well hurry. And grab your warmups cause it's cold out there." Betty 
chuckled.

"In my bag." Andrea called back. 

Betty watched her go, sighing. 

"I was really worried how she would take this." she said, once she was 
gone. 

"I know. I know you care a great deal for her." Sally said.

"I do. I hope you didn't get the impression my marrying Denise meant I 
didn't care just as much for Andrea?" Betty asked.

"No... I don't think that's the case." Sally said.

"That's one of the things I wanted to talk to you about on Monday. I think
I have a little insight into their relationship that even they were not aware
of. I don't think Betty and Denise would mind my explaining a few 
things." Jenny said, quietly. 

"No, we weren't aware of them. But they make sense. I don't mind a bit. I 
want Sally and John to understand how I feel." Betty said.

"Should I meet you somewhere?" Sally asked.

"You've got my office number. Why don't you give me a call Monday 
morning about ten and we can decide what we're in the mood for for 
lunch. My treat." Jenny said.

"Not a chance. You don't charge us enough... like *any*. It will be my 
treat." Sally said.

"We'll split it." Jenny offered.

"Deal." Sally said.

Andrea came out wearing her outfit. Bobby had a hard time not following 
her with his eyes as she passed. Everyone elses head swung around. 

"I don't know if that will inspire you to drive nails. But it will me." Betty
said. 

"Oh that's darling." Sally said.

"Yes, very cute." Jenny said. 

"You say the contractors will be in next week? Keep them away from 
power tools if Andrea is going to be dressed like that while they're 
working." John chuckled.

"Daddy!" Andrea said.

"Good point as Cindy has an identical pair." Betty mused.

"Just being honest, sweetheart. You may have decided that you like 
women, but men are still men and any man who called himself one would 
be distracted by that body in that outfit." John chuckled.

"I can think of several women who would be distracted by it, myself 
included." Betty chuckled.

Andrea blushed.

"I haven't seen her blush in ages." Sally said. 

"That's not true. I blushed enough at dinner last week. Before you told me
you knew about us."  Andrea said. 

"I must say that you are very well adjusted to that." Jenny said.

"What would be the point in not adjusting to it? What we want most is 
Andrea's happiness. She's as happy now as she has ever been. Happier. 
Fact is that we are quite impressed with her choice of .... *mates*. Every
one of them." Sally said. 

"*Not all*." Jenny thought to herself. 

"Well, your understanding undoubtedly contributes greatly to that." she 
said aloud.

"Yes, it does." Andrea said.

"Well, slip them sweats on unless you want your legs to freeze. Let's hit 
the road. Sally, John, I too thank you greatly for your understanding. And
thank you for a lovely dinner. I promise to have Andrea keep her cell 
phone up if you want to reach her. You've got mine and Denise's lap top 
numbers too. Thank you for letting Andrea stay with us. I promise to look 
after her." Betty said, getting to her feet.

Sally stood and hugged her. Then Jenny who was next to her. 

"You are welcome. And I'll see you Monday, Jenny. I'll give you a call 
around ten. You be good, Andrea. Don't give them any lip." Sally said. 

Andrea suddenly turned crimson red. Sally did too when she realized 
why. 

"I mean..... Oh you know what I mean. Come give me a hug. I suspect 
your father would like one too." Sally said, still blushing. 

"Just a moment. I've got something for Denise." John said, getting his 
brief case out. 

He pulled out an envelope and handed it to Betty. 

"What's this?" she asked.

"Seventeen-thousand-three-hundred-one dollars. The one is in cash so she 
can put it on her office wall." John said.

"Goodness! Her software is selling that well?" Betty asked.

"Better. That's just the first check. I can hardly get product in fast enough
to turn it around. I've got people I've never heard of calling up for it. It's
a 
good product. I've got most of the other software she wanted in too. I'll 
drop it off next week sometime." John said.

"Not too soon. Once she gets that, she'll be buried in that computer of 
hers. I want her to get a few wires run and boards nailed up first." Betty
chuckled, putting the envelope in her purse.

"I understand. You coming to dinner next week?" He asked.

"Oh, maybe so. The Crowther's will be gone so I was thinking of a dinner 
at home. I have a better idea. Why don't you two come to dinner at my 
place. You can see how the work is progressing. You've never... Oh, I 
guess you have, but Sally's never seen my place." Betty said.

"When did you see it?" Sally asked.

"I dropped the interface cards off to Denise one day.. the day we got our 
computer. Denise helped me pick it out. You knew that. I told you she 
saved me a bundle." John said.

"Oh, yeah.... We'd love to come. See you then. What time?" Sally asked.

"Oh, lets say seven-thirty. Give you a chance to prepair Bobby's dinner 
before you come over?" Betty asked.

"That would be great. See you then." Sally said.

Andrea hugged her mother and kissed her cheek. 

"You be good now. And... don't talk back." she chuckled.

Andrea blushed and nodded. Then moved to hug her father and kiss his 
cheek. 

Betty picked up her bag. 

"Lordy girl. What have you got in here?" she asked.

"Books!" Andrea grinned, taking it from her. 

John offered his hand to Jenny and she shook it and then gave him a 
quick hug before they all made it out the door. Betty stuck her head back 
inside and said good-bye to Bobby, then ducked out again.

"So, what do you think?" Sally asked, once they were gone. 

"I think, that they are suddenly coming face to face with some of the 
problems that were bound to turn up. And I think they will handle them 
very well." John mused.

"I think you're right. Shal we go to bed love?" Sally asked.

John nodded, smiling at her. 

"We'll see just how inspiring a certain red head was." Sally chuckled.

"I think she would make just about anybody feel insecure." John 
chuckled.

"Not me." Sally grinned.

Sally checked everything was put away in the kitchen and then they 
headed for their bedroom. 

"Good night, Bobby." they said as they passed.

Bobby almost answered but didn't want to spoil their night by distracting 
them. 

---------------------------------

"That was interesting." Jenny said. 

"I'll bet. I didn't expect you to tell them about you and Denise." Betty 
said.

"I think they had a pretty good idea anyway. I just acknowledged it." 
Jenny said.

"Well I'm glad you finally got together with Denise. She adores you." 
Andrea said.

"I adore her, Andrea. Fact is I'm quite taken with all of you." Jenny said.

"Why Jenny. Is that a pass?" Andrea asked, chuckling.

"I think you will find out once we reach Betty's house." Jenny replied.

"Good." Andrea said, leaning against her. 

"There she goes again. Got another one of my women." Betty chuckled.

"One to go." Jenny teased.

---------------------------

Cindy carted her bag out to the car, then returned to hug her parents and 
wish them a good time. 

"Now you be good and do as Denise says." her mother said, hugging her. 

Denise was hugging Sam and wishing him a good time. She kissed his 
cheek and then changed with Cindy. 

"Now you take it easy on that fellow. You've only got one." Denise said, 
hugging Marge.

"If he can't take it by now, maybe I need another one." Marge giggled.

"Not even as a joke." Denise chidded.

"Oh, he's fairly secure. I kinda like the fella. You take care and have fun
now. You've got the Ranger stations number if you need it for 
emergencies." Marge said. 

"Yup. You've got our laptop numbers if we don't answer at home too. Pop 
a few breakers for me." Denise said, kissing Marge tenderly then hugging 
her again.

"Count on it. I love you both. " Marge chuckled, seeing them out. 

"Have fun, kitten. I love you. You too Denise...Oh, drop by next week 
sometime and raid the fridge. Anything perishable take with you." Sam 
said.  

"Will do. You take care now. I love you both. Bye." Denise said, 
grabbing her bag and laptop. 

Cindy turned back and hugged and kissed both her parents again.

"Thank you.... for everything. Have fun." she said, then headed for the 
car. 

-------------------

"Are you as hot as I am?" Sam asked, turning to Marge when they were 
gone. 

"Dripping, I *saw* them under the sheets. You just heard them." Marge 
said, taking him by the hand and leading him to the bedroom.

"Hearing was all the inspiration I needed. I've been watching you in those
pants all night." Sam chuckled.

"Well, we speculated long ago she was probably very tallented." Marge 
said.

"Yeah, I didn't realize Cindy was though. Must come from my side." Sam 
chuckled.

"Bet me." Marge chuckled, pulling her blouse off.

"So how do these come off. Do I use my teeth?" Sam asked, feeling over 
the *jeans*. 

"That would work, just don't damage them. I intend to get years of fun 
out of these." Marge said, moving into his arms. 

----------------------

"Are you as hot as I am?" Cindy asked in the car. 

"Probably. But you did a pretty fine job of relaxing me earlier." Denise 
said.

"You were pretty frenzied for a relaxed person." Cindy chuckled.

"Yes, right up to the moment my head blew off. I know your parents must 
have heard us." Denise said.

"If they didn't hear you they probably heard me." Cindy chuckled.

"Well, it will be our going away present to them. Not that your dad needs 
further incentive than you mom in those pants." Denise said.

"I noticed. I had to keep looking away. I couldn't look too much at daddy 
cause he had that lump in his pants." Cindy said, "And thank you for 
getting the tapes for me. What do I owe you for them?" she aked.

"Nothing. Ed did me a special deal. They were cheap. He asked about 
you by the way. Said to bring that *pretty cousin* of mine by as old men 
needed to look at beautiful women too. He's got a whole new batch of 
movies we haven't seen. I think he got them in just for us." Denise 
chuckled.

"Trying to pawn me off on someone else, huh?" Cindy teased.  

"Never, my love. I am sorry about earlier." Denise said, softly. 

"Oh... don't be silly. Would you marry me if you had the chance?" Cindy 
asked.

"In a heartbeat. Half of one." Denise replied.

"That's all I need to know. That's what we are moving toward. You'll 
marry Betty. If Andrea wants I'll marry her. Someday we will find a way 
to connect the two sets. Maybe a different place where you and I and 
Betty and Andrea can get hitched without it negating the other two. Then 
a last place where you and Andrea and Betty and I can get hitched. If 
nothing else we will have our four names on the deed." Cindy said.

"Would you actually marry Andrea?" Denise asked.

"In a heartbeat. Not as fast as I would you though. I'd marry you in a 
nano-second. But Andrea's changed. Really changed. She's been 
absolutely wonderful since that first weekend. A bit too wonderful, really.
I'd like to see a bit more spunk out of her again. In a way I guess she's 
been like Betty has been with you. She's been kind of insecure and clingy.
If Betty can find a place and our folks will allow it I would marry her for
the same reasons you are Betty. First off because we love them and 
second because they need it." Cindy said.

"And thirdly because we need it." Denise offered.

"There is that. But I don't think we need it like them." Cindy said.

"No... Not the same. But I do desire you for all time." Denise said.

"I know. As I desire you. But we don't need that same..... *assurance*.  I
know you love me. I *know* we are forever. I don't need a piece of paper 
to know that. I think Betty and Andrea do." Cindy said.

"I understand, completeley. You and I *are* forever. I feel that way about
all of you. But you.... I've felt a very special relationship with from the
start. That week we spent together, it was like my dreams had come true. 
I know you feel the same. So... Let's take care of our loves. Knowing you 
and I are forever, lets do our best to make them feel the same." Denise 
said, squeeezing Cindy's hand. 

"I agree. But I will always desire you first." Cindy said.

"You shall have me first. But for round two I'd appreciate if you and 
Andrea could make Jenny feel welcome. I know you care for her. Betty 
and I really need some time alone. She's really..... *vulnerable* right now.
She really needs time alone with me. I guess Andrea is kind of the same 
way... But I want to make it as special for Jenny as possible. We're going
to lose her to Jake tomorrow afternoon. If you could just occupy her time 
for a few hours then Betty will feel more secure and we can all make 
what little time we have with Jenny special for her. Then after she's gone
you and I can slip off alone and share what we feel." Denise said.

"Deal! I'd love to spend time with Jenny. I know she's really special to 
you. I feel much the same about her. Being able to spend time with her 
will work out well with Andrea too. She likes the idea of us as a tag team.
So time with Jenny will actually be good bonding time for us." Cindy 
said.

"God I love you. You compliment me so well. I'd be lost without you by 
my side." Denise said, reaching over to squeeze Cindy's thigh. 

"I love you. We will deal with showing those we love how we feel about 
them Then you and I will know each others touch..... You know it's 
funny. Just knowing that I will always know your touch makes it easy for 
me. I don't have to have it this instant. Even though I desire it every 
second." Cindy said.

"We are perfectly matched in that, my love. I desire you every second of 
every day. But knowing that you are mine forever makes everything else 
easy on me." Denise said. 

"My relationship with you has hardly been boreing, love. You gave me 
back my first love. You gave me Betty's wonderfull touch and now you 
ask me to keep a knock-em-dead redhead with nice hooters and a great 
ass happy. Gosh, I think I can do this." Cindy chuckled.

"There is even another adorable one in the wings that you haven't met yet.
Betty has a long time friend that she just realized that she feels more than
just friendship for. Penelope. She's quite adorable and you will be 
meeting her on your birthday." Denise said.

"My birthday?" Cindy said.

"Yes... I guess I shouldn't have said anything. But we are giving you a 
surprise party on your birthday. I expect you to be totally surprised when
it happens." Denise chuckled.

"Sweet sixteen... and kissed by the best." Cindy mused.

"Oh, and who would that be?" Denise teased.

"It's unlike you to go fishing for compliments. But I would be most 
delighted to show you when we get to Betty's or on a long dark stretch of 
road before then." Cindy replied, seriously, looking out the window.

Denise realized they just so happened that they were on the same stretch 
of road where she had kissed her that time at the start of their week 
together. Without hessitation she pulled over. A lone car pulled past them
and then they were alone on the long stretch. 

Denise took the car out of gear and leaned toward Cindy. Their lips met 
and stayed connected for a long deep kiss. They finally pulled back. 

"As I stated; kissed by the best." Cindy said, huskily. 

Denise smiled and was about to put the car in gear when a sherrif's car 
pulled up behind them. Rather than pull away suspiciously she waited as 
he got out and walked up next to her window. She rolled it down to talk 
to him.

"Yes, officer. What can I do for you?" she asked.

"Could I see some identification please? Your drivers license, registration
and proof of insurance." he asked.

"Is there a problem officer?" she asked. 

"Could I just see the identification, please?" he said. 

Denise shrugged and dug in her purse for her license and then in her 
glove box for the rest. All the while the deputy shined his light around 
inside the car. He paid particular attention to Cindy's bag. Denise handed
him the documents. 

"Please turn the car off." he said. 

"Why? It's winter and it's quite cold. Have I done something illegal?" 
Denise asked.

"That's what I am determining. Please do as I say." the deputy asked.

Denise turned the car off, frowning. 

"Please wait here." said the deputy, walking back to his car. 

Denise rolled up her window to retain the heat. 

"What's wrong?" Cindy asked. 

"Nothing. We've done nothing illegal. He's just an over zellous cop 
fishing for something wrong. Just relax." Denise said.

The cop came back to the window and tapped on it. Denise rolled it 
down. 

"Do you have any ID for the girl?" he asked. 

"No, she's a minor. She doesn't have a drivers license yet. What's this all
about?" Denise demanded.

"Any ID at all?" he asked. 

"Do you have your student ID with you?" Denise asked Cindy. 

Cindy dug in her purse and came up with the card. Denise handed it over 
to the deputy. He looked at the name. 

"You are not related?" he asked.

"No." Denise answered.

"What is she doing with you?" he asked.

"Sitting, waiting for you." Denise said.

"I mean before I arrived." he asked.

"Sitting here talking." Denise answered.

"That sort of attitude isn't going to help you." he said.

"Do I need help?" Denise asked.

"You aren't being very cooperative." he said.

"Officer. I have been very cooperative. Now you have our identification. I
have answered your questions. It is cold and I'm not in a very good mood 
anymore. Unless you have a specific complaint against us then return our 
documents and let us go on our way." Denise said, coldly. 

"I have a legal right to ask you questions." said the deputy. 

"Within the limits of the constitution. You have no right to ask about our
private affairs." Denise replied.

 "Affairs?" he asked, raising his eyebrows. 

"If you don't know the meaning of the word, look it up. I am not legally 
required to give you a lesson in semantics." Denise said. 

"Wait here." he said, returning to his car with Cindy's ID. 

Denise rolled up the window again and grabbed her laptop. She flipped it 
open and called in a text editor. She started typing. 

"What are you doing?" Cindy asked.

"Making a record of our conversation. How well do you type?" Denise 
asked.

"Not bad. I had that type class last year. I can type at least forty words a
minute." Cindy replied.

"Not quite fast enough to catch conversation. I'll do it. I don't have to look

at him." Denise said.

Cindy kind of shivered in her seat. Her legs were still bare beneath her 
short outfit. Denise was beginning to seeth in anger. The deputy returned 
to the window. He tapped on it and Denise rolled it down, but not far. 

"Yes?" she asked.

"What are you doing?" he asked.

"Sitting waiting for you to finish playing your game." Denise said, typing
her words as she said them. 

"What are you doing with the computer?" he asked.

"Recording our conversation for later. May I see your identification?" 
Denise asked.

"What for?" he asked.

"Because you have not identified yourself to us. You could be anybody 
posing as a police officer. You have a legal right to ask for our 
identification, which we have provided you. We have a legal right to 
know who is asking the questions. You are required by law to provide us 
with such idenitification." Denise said. 

He took out his ID and showed it to Denise, who typed the information 
off of it as she looked at it. 

"Thank you officer. Now may we have our papers and leave?" she asked.

"No, I'm not a bit comfortable with this situation." he said.

"That is not our problem. Do you have a specific complaint against us?" 
Denise asked.

"I don't know yet. That's what I am trying to determine." he said. 

"What is your probable cause for detaining us?" Denise asked.

"A suspicious set of circumstances. You are parked on an isolated stretch 
of road at ten o-clock at night with a minor you are not related to. It's 
after curfew so I have the legal right to ask what your buisiness is with 
her." replied the deputy. 

Denise kept typing as he spoke. She turned to him finally. 

"It may be after curfew, but she is under adult supervision. Mine. I have 
specific permission from her parents for her to be with me at this time. 
Now you have run our ID's and found no outstanding charges on us. 
Unless you have a specific complaint against us please return our papers 
and let us be on our way. If you have a specific complaint against us 
please inform us of what it is so that I may call my attourney, Mr. Frank 
Tollier." Denise replied.

The deputies eyebrows went up again at the mention of the attorneys 
name. 

"Fancy attourneys don't scare me. Do you have any other form of 
identification for the girl? This is not a legal form of identification." he
said.

Denise dug in her purse and pulled out Cindy's birth certificate. She 
handed it over, then recorded her action on her laptop. 

"Why do you have her birth certificate?" the deputy asked.

"Not that it's any of your buisiness. But she is making application for a 
passport. It is required to show a birth certificate in order to obtain one.
As you can see, here is an application for the passport." Denise said, 
opening the page and showing him, then returning it to her purse.

"That still doesn't explain why you have it." he said.

"I am taking her in to make the application. And this is getting old. We 
are cold and I am getting quite angry so unless you have some specific 
complaint return our papers and let us be on our way." Denise said.

Another sherrif's car pulled up and pulled in front of Denise's car. 

"You can start you car now and turn on the heater while I go check this 
out. What is the girls phone number?" he asked.

"Look it up. You have all the information we are legally required to 
provide you. I don't think her parents are going to be happy about a phone
call this late though." Denise replied, starting her car. 

"I wouldn't have to call them if you would tell me what you are doing out 
here." he said.

"I told you. We were talking." Denise replied.

"You, Cindy. What were you doing out here?" he asked.

"Sitting and talking." Cindy replied, shakily. 

"Why are you so nervous?" he asked.

"I'm not, I'm cold." Cindy replied.

"If you have any more questions for the young lady you will address them 
to me. I am her temporary guardian and responsible for her behavior." 
Denise replied, still typing.

"Do you have any proof of that?" he asked.

"Possession of her birth certificate." Denise replied, icily. 

"Wait here." said the deputy. 

He walked up and conversed with the second deputy who got out of his 
car and came back and stood by Denise's door while the first returned to 
his car. 

"You could save a lot of trouble if you'd just tell us what you are doing 
out here." said the second officer.

"Excuse me? Who are you?" Denise asked.

"I am a police officer." replied the second deputy.

"I have seen no proof of that." Denise said, still typing.

The second officer flipped out his ID then put it away again. 

"I'm sorry. I had no opportunity to examine that. May I see it again?" 
Denise asked, typing. 

The officer removed his ID and held it while Denise read it, typing the 
information off of it into her laptop. 

"Thank you, officer. Now did you have a specific question?" Denise 
asked, still typing.

"Yes, what are you doing out here?" he asked.

"Right now we are waiting for the other officer to finish playing his 
power trip game. We have done nothing illegal. We were sitting here 
talking when he pulled up and started asking us questions, which I have 
answered. He has asked for documents which we have provided for him. 
He has yet to notify us of any specific complaint against us." Denise 
replied, still typing.

"You're not making this very easy." said the second officer.

"One, it is not my legal responsibility to make your jobs easier. Two, I 
have provided all the information that I am legally required to provide. 
Three, this is a free country. There are no laws making it illegal to sit and
talk, parked off a public highway. In fact it's covered under our rights to
freedom of assembly. Now we were not blocking traffic, we are not on 
private property, I broke no traffic laws, I have not been drinking and my
vehicle is properly registered and insured. Beyond that you have no legal 
right to detain us." Denise said, typing.

"What are you doing there?" asked the second officer. 

"That would be my buisiness, but actually I am recording this event for 
my lawyer." Denise replied.

"If you have done nothing wrong, why would you need a lawyer?" asked 
the officer.

"Not for myself. I was refering to my filing of harassment charges." 
Denise said.

"Lady, you have to look at this from our point of view. You are on a long 
dark stretch of highway, parked with a minor you are not related to. Now 
it is our job to protect her." said the officer.

"As I informed the other officer, I have temporary guardianship over this 
person so I am responsible for anything legally concerning her. But to put
your mind at rest, Cindy, have I in any way abused you, coerced you into 
performing illegal acts or violated your civil rights in any manner? Please
answer honestly for the officer." Denise asked, typing. 

"No. Not at all." Cindy replied. 

"It would help a lot if you would just tell us what you were doing out 
here." he said.

"Officer. I don't know how to answer that more clearly than I have. We 
were *talking*. Now do you wish specifics of our conversation, which is 
really none of your buisiness and totally irrelevent? 

Actually, we were talking about her upcoming birthday party next month. 
Want to know the details? You already have the date on her birth 
certificate. We haven't decided yet what we are going to wear. I haven't 
decided yet on what gift to give her and if I had I'd rather not reveal it as
I'd like it to be a surprise. 

Now, any other information you desire? Where were we tonight? We are 
coming from dinner at her parents house. Where we are going? We are 
going to my house. What we are doing here now? For the past half hour 
we have been sitting here honestly answering questions within the legal 
limits of our constitutional rights. We have not been conspirng to comit 
any crimes, but under the fifth amendment, we would not be required to 
provide you with that information if we had been. 

I don't know what other information you could possibly want or need. 

Want to know my profession? I'm a teacher at Ballard Jr. High. Want to 
know who she is? She's a friend. I'm friends with her whole family. She 
also happens to be one of my students. She'll actually be in two of my 
classes next semester. Want to know what she's doing with me now? Her 
parents are going on a vacation. She's staying with me while they are 
gone. That's why she has her bag in the car. 

Now, unless you have knowledge of a specific offense, then you have no 
legal right to further detain us." Denise replied, typing every word she 
said.

"You picked a mighty damn peculuar spot to pull over and talk." said the 
second officer. 

"I wasn't aware of any legal criteria specifying where people should 
gather to talk. This happens to be on the path from her house to mine. It 
seemed like a nice spot. I pulled over so that I could look at her while we
talked. Which is safer than looking at her while I drive." Denise replied.

The first deputy returned.

"Why didn't you inform me that you were watching the girl while her 
parents went on vacation?" he asked.

"I did. I informed you that I was her temporary guardian. May I have our 
documents back please?" Denise asked.

The deputy handed over the stack of papers. Denise passed them to 
Cindy and returned to her typing. 

"You are free to go." he said. 

"Just one more quiestion, officer. What was your probable cause for 
detaining us?" Denise asked.

"Suspicious behavior." he replied.

"Could you be more specific please. Suspicious indicates you considered 
us supects of some crime. What specific crime did you have visible 
evidence of?" Denise asked.

"You were sitting on a dark stretch of road for no appearant reason. You 
did not have your emergency blinkers on as a safety measure." replied the 
officer. 

"I didn't have my blinkers on as I had no emergency. I was safely off the 
roadway and my lights were on and clearly visible. I don't have to have 
an appearant reason to do anything not illegal. But perhaps superiors will
find your explanation sufficient enough to justify your detaining us for a
half hour and making us wait in the cold while you played your little ego 
game. Now if you officers will unblock my car then we will be on our 
way." Denise said, still typing. 

"We're just doing our job, lady." said the second officer.

"No, that's not what happened here. There was no visible probable cause 
to justify this intrusion into our private lives. There was no legal reason to

detain us as we have been. Now it is clear that you have also disturbed 
her parents at a late hour so you can count on me making this event 
known to your superiors. If my lawyer finds any specific violation of our 
civil rights from my deposition then I fully intend to file charges. Now 
please unblock our path so that I may safely proceed on my own 
buisiness." Denise said.

"My appologies for your inconvienience ma'am." said the first deputy. 

"It's Miss, and your appology is *not* accepted. Now please get out of 
my way." Denise said, rolling up her window. 

"Thanks, I needed this on my record." said the second deputy to the first,
as he walked to his car. 

The first just went back and got in his car and pulled off, squeeling the 
tires. The second looked after him shaking his head and got in his car and
pulled off. 

Denise finished typing and shut her laptop. Then sat there a moment, 
shaking. 

"I don't understand what just happened." Cindy said, shakily. 

"Normally I am very courteous towards policemen. They have a hard job 
to do and most of them do a very good job of it. 

What you just witnessed was an egotistical asshole who uses his badge to 
dominate people for his own ego gratification. 

I admit that we looked suspicious sitting here out in the middle of a dark
stretch of road. But once he had done a visible inspection of the car, 
found no visible evidence of a crime, ran my papers and found no 
outstanding warants on me and found my registration in order, he had no 
further legal right to detain us. He certainly did not have the right to 
disturb your parents over what he found when he came up to the car. His 
whole attitude was that he was legally entitled to ask anything he wanted.
But that is not so. 

He knows that too. You don't get to be a police officer without training in
constitutional rights and legal protocol. 

Once he started shoving I just stood my ground based upon what I know 
are my constitutional rights. He knows they are my constitutional rights. 
He was just being an asshole because I wouldn't cow-tow to his ego and 
tell him anything he wanted to ask me." Denise said.

"God I love you." Cindy said. 

"I love you too, darling. But I think I'll reserve showing you how much 
until we get home." Denise said, putting the car in gear. 

Cindy giggled as she pulled off. 

Once home and inside Denise pulled Cindy into a long deep kiss. Both 
were hungry for it from the stress induced by the events of the night. 

"Why don't you take your bag up while I call your folks and explian why 
they got a call from the sherrif's office. I'm sure they are currious. I'll be

up in a minute." Denise told her, huskily, once they pulled back. 

"Okay, don't be long." Cindy said, a bit wobbly on her legs. 

"Not a chance." Denise said, patting her backside softly. 

Cindy took her bag up and Denise poured herself a scotch rocks before 
making the call. Despite her proper legal stance the event had been 
stessfull on her nerves. She called Marge and explained the situation. 
Marge chuckled. 

"So, her first lesson in constitutional rights. Well, she's bound to need 
them sometime in the future. Thanks for taking the time to call and 
explain. I was worried that June had raised her head again." Marge said.

"I'll let you get back to Sam. Cindy's waiting for me upstairs. I think her
nerves are a bit frayed. I think this is a good object lesson for her so I
may actually file charges so she can see how the constitution works. I'll 
E-mail you the text of our conversation so you can read it. If you could 
type up your converstation with them and send it back to me I'd 
appreciate it." Denise said.

"Sure... I think it will be a good lesson for her. Show her how the system
works. But right now I suspect she's in need of a snuggle so I'll let you 
go. Bye love." Marge said.

"Bye. Have fun." Denise said, hanging up. 

She was about to take a sip of scotch when she thought about how it 
would taste to Cindy. She poured it out and got a drink of water instead. 
Then made her way upstairs. Cindy was already nude on the bed. Denise 
continued to look at her as she stripped off her clothes and then moved 
into her arms. They met each other's lips hungrily. 

Later, Denise softly caressed her skin as they cooled off. 

"Mm Much better than scotch for my nerves." she purred. 

"I beg your pardon?" Cindy said.

"I poured me a drink for my nerves before I called your mom. I poured it 
out again when I realized how it would taste to you. I was just saying that
your loving was much better for my nerves than alcohol." Denise said.

"Oh.. Thank you. You've quite calmed mine too." Cindy replied, tracing 
her fingers down her back. 

"I got us a new movie to watch while I was at Ed's. One that seems 
appropriate to the events of the night. *The Devil and Miss Jones*." 
Denise said.

"I thought that was a skin flick?" Cindy said.

"No, that's *The Devil In Miss Jones*. This is an old romantic comedy." 
Denise said.

"I'll make the popcorn.... Did I perchance mention that I love you?" Cindy
asked.

"Gosh... let me see... I think a time or two. But I never hear it enough."
Denise replied, snuggling to her. 

"I love you. You are my hero. Protecting me from the big bad sherrif in 
town." Cindy said, kissing her between sentences. 

Denise hugged her tightly and they shared yet another deep kiss. This is 
how the others found them. 

"Warms the heart, doesn't it?" Betty asked.

"Yeah, and a few other parts too." Andrea giggled.

"This is a side of Cindy I hadn't seen before. I quite like it." Jenny said.

"Hello, loves. How was dinner?" Denise asked, lifting her head.

"Quite interesting and enjoyable. I think you will find it was quite 
rewarding too. Put on your robes and come on down. We have a little 
surprise for you." Betty said.

Cindy and Denise put on their robes and followed them downstairs. There 
they found a collection of helium balloons saying "*Congratulations!*" on 
them. 

"What's all this?" Denise asked.

"A little celebration for our dearest love." Betty said, opening the other
bottle of the *good stuff*. 

"What are we celebrating?" Denise asked.

"Patience, my love." Betty said, pouring the champange between the five 
glasses. 

"She lost most of that earlier." Cindy giggled.

"Oh?" Betty asked, handing the glasses around.

"You can read all about it later if you're interested. It's on my laptop."
Denise said.

"What?" Betty asked.

"Just a little tiff with a deputy sheriff on the way here. He was power 
happy and I stuck to my constitutional rights." Denise said.

"Not another episode with the law." Betty half moaned.

"No.. not even a traffic ticket. It's over and done if I choose to let it lay.
I 
may just press harassment charges just to show Cindy how the system 
works." Denise replied.

"That may not be a good idea at this time. To draw the laws attention to 
yourselves again so soon." Jenny said.

"Hm good point. I hadn't considered that." Denise said. 

"So what started all this?" Betty asked.

"Love and nostalgia. We were driving along a section of road where I 
kissed Cindy on the way to my place from the hospital at the start of our 
week together. I pulled over and waited for all traffic to pass. Then we 
kissed. We were actually finished for the moment and I was about to pull 
away again when a sheriff's car pulled up behind us. So I waited to see 
what he wanted. I expected him to ask if we needed any assistance or 
something like that. But instead he got real nasty and made a big deal out
of checking us out. Once it past a certian point I decided enough was 
enough and stuck to my constitutional rights." Denise said.

"Oh... so he didn't see you kiss or anything?" Jenny asked.

"No, there was no visible offense. There was no probable cause for any 
harassment. Certainly not like he did. He made me shut off the car and sit
in the cold while he took his time checking out our documentation. That 
was when I began to lose my patience with him. Up to then I was 
curteous and cooperative." Denise said.

"What did you do then?" Betty asked.

"Nothing. Just each question was answered strictly according to my 
constitutional rights. I was not rude. I didn't swear at him. I just stood my
ground." Denise said.

"I was shocked. I never saw anybody deal with a cop that way. I was 
shaking in my shoes." Cindy said.

"He had no visible evidence of any crimes. Our papers were in order. My 
car was properly registered and insured. He had no reason to detain us 
once he had determined that. And damn sure not as long as he did." 
Denise said.

"So what happened?" Jenny asked.

"Eventually, he let us go. But not before calling and disturbing Marge. 
Anyway, it's past. So what's this all about?" Denise asked.

"A celebration. A dual celebration, no, a triple celebration." Betty said.

"So what three things are we celebrating?" Denise asked.

"One, our formal engagement. Which I feel is reason enough for great 
celebration. 

>From the moment you came into my life, it has been richer. Each day has 
been filled with love and happiness. The nights filled with the joy of your
gentle touch. 

You have touched me with your depth, your wisdom, your enterprise, 
your kindness, your devotion, your loyalty, your patience and your love. 
Through your efforts you've further enriched my life with the addition of 
hearts dear and true to me. 

You are my life, my greatest desire, my wildest dreams come true and my 
deepest love embodied. And what a body. You are slim, trim, fit and fine. 
Your breasts high and firm. Your legs sleek and swift. Your arms shapely 
and strong. Your face a vision of loveliness and your eyes that touch my 
soul. You are sexy, sensual, bright and beautiful. I am honored beyond 
the ability of words to express to accept your proposal of marrige. I shall
love you for all the days of my life and beyond if possible."  Betty 
toasted.   

Denise had tears in her eyes. She wasn't alone. There wasn't a dry eye in 
the house. 

Betty clinked her glass, then everybody else clinked everybodies glass 
and drank. 

Denise set her glass down after sipping at it. She pulled Betty into her 
arms and tenderly kissed her. Betty held her hand out and Andrea 
removed her glass from her fingers, grinning. Betty then held Denise 
firmly in her arms as she passionately returned the kiss.  

"Wow. This is good." Cindy said.

"This is that good stuff Betty's been talking about. I hope she has 
something more substantial to justify it's expense than little old me." 
Denise said, teary eyed, once Betty finallly pulled back. 

Betty reached out and Andrea handed her back her glass. 

"Thank you Andrea. Then I give you a toast to the woman who made all 
this possible. A woman who has been devoted to you longer than any of 
us. I refer now to your long dear friend and desire; Jenny. When your 
heart was shattered she helped you reasemble it. She did such a good job 
that you have heart enough to love us all. I was wrong to fear her love of
you. I should have been on my knees thanking her for it. So I toast in 
celebration to your recent union with her. And to mine.