Carol was driving! She looked nervous. She had a death grip on the wheel. I let her unwind a bit, and helped Riekie out first. Riekie showed a lot of leg getting out of the car. She rose from the seat straight into my arms. We exchanged a very warm kiss that had her friend squirming. She felt it and squirmed a little back.
"Welcome to my home, Little One. Someday we'll all live here. "
"Hi, Lover! I like your greeting! Seems somebody else is glad to see me too."
I took her hand and we went around to help Carol. She had finally relaxed her grip on the wheel, and was ready to get out. As she turned in the seat, I held out my hand. She took it and slid forward. Her dress rose way up, her thighs were a little parted, and Riekie and I got a healthy flash of her beautiful pussy. She rose into my arms like Riekie before her. We exchanged a similar hot kiss. Her friend squirmed his 'hello' to her, too. She acknowledged by squirming back.
"Hi Doll! Did you guys get a good look? Sweet Prince is glad to see us, too, I think."
I held my wives at arm's length. I looked them over appraisingly. They were wearing almost identical summer frocks which came to a stylish four inches or so above the knee. The only difference between them was the colour, which they'd obviously chosen to set off their hair. I noticed that both dresses buttoned down the front, with a fairly low bodice. The top button was left undone to give a teasing glimpse of rounded teenage flesh without being course. Carol wasn't going to miss an opportunity again! They were stunningly beautiful. I knew they'd make the right impression on Dad, at least.
I slipped an arm around each of them. They each slipped one around me. The parents were waiting on the front porch where Bob had gone ahead to greet them. He didn't need to wait to be introduced. Just like I said, Mom was wearing a pretty summer dress, too. It was amazingly similar to the girls'. We had chosen well. She gave them an approving smile. Dad was grinning. He REALLY liked the view!
The girls and I joined Bob and the folks on the porch. I introduced Carol first.
"Mom, Dad, you've talked to her on the phone, and Dad has met her before. This is Carol Anne."
Mom hugged Carol tightly, kissing her on the forehead like a long lost friend. Carol kissed her lightly on the lips. Mom's pleasure was obvious.
"Hi Carol Anne! Welcome, Dear. I feel I know you already! We finally meet, instead of just being voices on the phone."
"Hi... M-Mom! Thanks for having us over."
They released each other. Carol stepped right in tight to Dad, gave him a huge hug and kissed him lightly on the mouth. Mom raised her eyebrows a bit. Dad just beamed.
"Hi! Dad! Did you miss me?"
"Hi yourself, Sweet Thing. Of course! The sun doesn't shine without you! You're prettier than I remember. Now just WHO is the gorgeous creature with you and Dave?"
Dad could be a charmer. Carol melted, and Riekie blushed prettily, waiting on my arm for her turn at introduction.
When Carol released Dad from her hug, I introduced Riekie.
"Mom, Dad, I'd like you to meet the other lady in my life, Carol Anne and Bob's sister Riekie."
Riekie actually curtsied! The folks were bowled over! She was an instant hit!
"I am so pleased to meet you, Mr. And Mrs. Lloyd. David talks about you constantly. Thank you for inviting us into your home."
Mom spoke for both of them, laughing delightedly.
"Riekie, Dear! You're so sweet! We don't wait on ceremony here. Our names are Don and Lori. Or you can call us Mom and Dad like Carol Anne. Please don't Mr. and Mrs. us. It makes me feel old!"
She reached for Riekie and hugged her close, kissing her on the forehead like she did Carol. Riekie returned the hug wholeheartedly and kissed Mom on the cheek.
"Thanks... Mom! <giggle>."
They stepped back from each other as their warm greeting ended. Riekie turned to Dad. He just held out his arms and grinned. Riekie actually ran into his arms and kissed him lightly on the lips!
"Hi Dad! I've being dying to meet the man Our David thinks and speaks so highly of!"
Poor Dad! He didn't stand a chance! Riekie swept him off his feet! His smile was so big I thought his face might break.
"Hi yourself, Beautiful! No wonder Dave's been hiding you! I'm tempted to steal you away myself! Between you and your sister, the sun seems a little less bright!"
"I think some other people might have something to say about you stealing me away."
She laughed, and indicated Mom, Carol and myself.
As he released her from their hug, he laughed.
"Just an old man's pipe dream, Dear but I am still a bit envious of my son. I thought he'd landed the big one when he came up with Carol Anne, but to find there are two such lovely creatures, and he's got them both! My! My!"
I was beside myself with delight. This was going far better than I dared dream! The girls made more than just a positive impression: they'd stolen my parents' hearts. It wasn't lost on me either, that they referred to Carol as 'Carol Anne'. I noticed her pleased smile when they used her name like that.
Dad ushered us into the house and on into the big living room. He put the three of us on the couch. Mom and Bob got the big easy chairs and Dad sat in his new lazy-boy recliner. I sat between Carol and Riekie, my arms around each. They both cuddled in close and lay their heads on a shoulder. They sat demurely, their dresses exposing just a nice amount of shapely legs. I saw my dad looking appreciatively. Mom too!
We visited a bit, swapping stories about the summer. Dad told us about the grain crop this year, and his adventures with combining, the first time we'd harvested our crop that way. Val had been on the phone when the girls and Bob arrived. Heather was at a friend's house for the day. Val brought a chair in and sat by Bob. She knew everybody, so introductions were unnecessary. She greeted us all warmly, but seemed to have a warmer greeting for Bob. Poor guy! It was lost on him.
The setting was a little stiff. None of us, including the folks, were used to this formal 'sitting room' visiting. The conversation dragged to an almost embarrassed silence. I was waiting for an opportunity to 'call the meeting to order' and start with our announcement. Dad pre-empted me. He was looking thoughtful and seemed to be working up to something. He appeared to be actually nervous, but he finally screwed himself up, and started to speak before I could.
"Carol Anne, Riekie, Dave, last night when I picked Dave up, you can imagine my surprise when he came to the car with two lovely young ladies on his arm. I knew you kids were close friends, so seeing the three of you arm-in-arm shouldn't have been a shock. Seeing the way he kissed you both good night, and the way those kisses were returned within the confines of what appeared to be a very tender group hug caught me completely by surprise. It was apparent that the three of you have developed a very special relationship.
"I mentioned it to Dave, as I'm sure he's told you, on the way home. He was very non-committal about how the three of you were involved, but made it very clear there is a lot of love and trust among you. It was his rather cryptic reply to a wisecrack I made that got me thinking. I asked him if he wanted to talk about it, and was promptly told he had to discuss it with you before he could say anything to me or his mother. We are an open family. We have no secrets from each other. We respect each other's privacy, but there are no secrets. Carol Anne, I think you will vouch for that."
Mom and Val were looking at Dad strangely, wondering where he was going with this. He had told them only that I had both sisters as my girl friends. He had not discussed it any farther. My girls sat up straighter, their hands clasped in their laps, like they were waiting for the other shoe to drop. It did, in the form of a blunt question.
"I don't know how to phrase this delicately or without sounding rude. Lori, you and Val are totally in the dark. I think the answer to my next question is probably going to be a shocker.
"Dave, last night, I made a crack, and you gave me a reply. Let's see if I can remember it exactly. I cracked when you told me there was a lot of love, 'Sounds almost like you married 'em.' Your reply was said so seriously it hit me like a thunderbolt. 'You could say that.' The implication in those four words was enormous!
"Lori, do you know Dave refers to Carol Anne and Riekie as 'My Girls'? The way he says it, you can see the capital letters and the love. We're not dealing with simple teenage crushes here. My question to you and Your Girls is simple: What exactly did you mean?"
Mom and Val looked lost. They couldn't quite wrap their heads around what they thought Dad was implying. Mom tried to speak. Dad held up his hand and shushed her, indicating she should wait for one of us to speak.
I unwrapped my arms from my wives. Dad had actually given me the opening I, we, needed. I looked at each one carefully. They were nervous, but smiled encouragement at me, and each gave me a firm nod to start my spiel! They each wrapped their arms tightly around an upper arm, and hung on as if waiting for a gale of wind.
"Dad, when I asked if it was Ok to invite the kids over today, I planned to talk to you with all of us here. The girls agreed. We sort of anticipated your question, but hoped to start this discussion off ourselves. You just got a head start on us. So, here it is. You want the full version or the Readers' Digest condensation?"
"Condensed, please. If I like the story enough, I'll buy the book."
Every eye in the room was on me. Three sets were full of curiosity. Two were nervous and brimming with love. One set watched his friend carefully, ready to back him up.
"Condensed to three words: WE ARE MARRIED. Each to each, and all to each other. Bound by a sacred knot. Held true by mutual vows. Witnessed by our friends. Rings exchanged or promised. Consummated, and proof submitted."
My wives arms tightened even more, holding on for dear life.
Bob spoke into the ensuing clamor of silence.
"I am their Witness. There are others, our mother's entire family to be precise, but I'm their Official Witness."
My family sat in shocked silence. I don't think Val quite grasped everything I'd said. She sat with a questioning look. Mom's mouth was opening and closing, nothing coming out, her face deathly pale. She sat bolt upright in her chair. She seemed to stare into nothingness. Her mouth continued to work. At Bob's words, sounds started to emerge. Finally she uttered two words in a reverent whisper.
"The Goddess!"
Dad had suspected something, but nothing as dramatic as my announcement. He had fallen back into his seat, stunned. He was white as a sheet, the colour drained completely from his face. He finally collected himself enough to lean forward in his chair. His voice was low, resigned. No anger.
"Yes, Lori, the Goddess! She has re-entered our lives from a direction unlooked for."
Mom seemed to get smaller in her chair as she was able to lean back, but a tiny smile played along her lips.
It was our turn to look stunned. The girls and I exchanged worried looks. There was a new element here. I could summon only one word.
"Huh?"
Dad had collected himself more completely. He spoke as if telling our story himself, reasoning it out.
"You fell deeply in love. Someone wanted to share a precious gift. Someone else heard that wonderful wish. A witch intervened. You were taught the words, or at least the procedure. With the three of you, it most likely occurred in two steps. The first one exposed the love that necessitated the second. You performed the rite of the Goddess, or a variant of it. You probably adapted it a little to make it work for three. Looking back, I should have seen it. Carol Anne with the hint of red in her beautiful hair. Both girls so stunningly beautiful. The openness once sexually stimulated properly as Carol Anne showed after the phone sex incident. How am I doing so far?"
Now we were completely taken aback. He wasn't anywhere near when we married! He didn't know any of the Koorstis family except Dolly! He wasn't there when we made love. He could not possibly know ALL about their wild, wanton, uninhibited lovemaking! How was it possible from what little I had told him, to tell us in a nutshell almost exactly how and why it came to be!
"Dad, I thought we had stunning news, and apparently it was, but now you and Mom have stunned us equally. How could you possibly know what you just told us? In three or four sentences, you have captured almost exactly how and why it happened! How can you do this? How can you know this?
"Dave, there are lots of things you don't know about your mother and I. There are some secrets. Not kept out of furtiveness, but waiting for the right time. I may buy your book, but I don't think I need to. In a previous life, I probably wrote it."
Dad was always talking about reincarnation, and kidding about previous lives. He wasn't kidding now. He was deadly serious.
"Let me take another tack for a minute, Son. Carol Anne or Riekie: Your mother's family is Dutch, correct? As I recall, your mother is a redhead. She was probably stunning when she was younger. She has two younger sisters who hide their beauty in drabness. I've heard Bob describe your aunts as 'schoolmarms', an apt description. They probably dress like stereotypical librarians. They are probably bearing an old sorrow, love lost, or something. There may be a much younger 'sister', beautiful. If there is a brother, he has long since disappeared. Your grandparents appear to be very spiritual people, but they don't go near a church or mention Christian teachings. Your grandfather is probably brilliant in his field. Your grandmother seems to know things she shouldn't. How am I doing so far?"
The girls looked at me and one another, wondering just how much I'd told my folks about their family. I didn't even know about Kit, except possibly a vague reference to a third aunt before I went to the cottage. Riekie answered for them.
"I'm like David, how could you possibly know about my family in so much detail? You seem to know things we only learned ourselves this summer."
He raised his hand, almost weary. He smiled.
"Riekie, I can't say how I know so much about your family. I fancy myself a student of human nature. I can deduce a lot from small and apparently disconnected bits of information. One can infer a lot from little bits one picks up in conversation. They mean nothing until something happens to bring all those little pieces together. That your aunts dress drably for their beauty is an indicator they are still basically in mourning over someone or some situation. Bob may have mentioned your youngest aunt. She is so much younger that it would be noticeable. No one told me they have a brother. What I said was IF there was a brother, he has long since disappeared. What has caused me to be able to connect all the separate little bits is your announcement that the three of you used an ancient rite to marry.
One thing, before I continue. Congratulations, My Children. Your love is safe in this house. In this house, you are Husband and Wives! What happens outside will be determined by circumstance. In a few years, it will be yours. You will raise your own children here. Lori! We sent out a Son, and gained two daughters! I knew there was something special in what David said! I knew we were right to prepare a feast today!"
Mom surprised us by rising to her feet. She was no longer the shocked, shrunken woman of a few minutes ago. She almost literally glided over to us. She kissed my wives very sensually on the lips. You could see the girls respond. She looked deep into my eyes. I saw things in Mom's eyes I had never seen there before. I swear I saw eternity.
"You will do well, David. But mark my words. You must protect these two precious girls. There is evil afoot."
She chilled me to the bone. She then went to Dad and sat in his lap. It was the most amazing display I'd ever seen from my mother. To top it off, my folks were calling me 'David' now, and it sounded like the girls use of it. What the Hell was going on? Dad spoke again, his voice much stronger now.
"The Sacred Rite you performed was common all over Europe at one time. It was common among the Celts and various other tribes. The oldest religion in the world, Wicca, uses it. Wicca celebrates and venerates 'The Goddess'. The term 'witch' comes from Wicca, and really means 'priestess' or 'servant' of the Goddess. Today, we hear the echo of the Goddess in the term 'Mother Earth'. The feminine godhead is the oldest principle in religion. It even surfaces in Christianity in the form of the Virgin Mary. To the Romans and Greeks, she was 'Hera'. In Babylon she was 'Astarte'. Wicca simply refers to her as the "Goddess', although sometimes we hear the name 'Diana'.
"Girls, I suspect your grandmother is a witch. Your grandfather is probably one as well. They certainly know the Old Ways. They keep it to themselves. During the Middle Ages, their family would have been persecuted, so now they keep a low profile. I hope they have passed the ancient lore to one of their daughters, and that she passes it to you. I suspect your family is very ancient. Wicca is the oldest religion, and as such, any one can join it. But there are old bloodlines of priestesses. I think yours is one. They were always known for their stunning beauty, especially a tendency toward red hair, sweet dispositions and their wantonness in bed.
"David, you've read almost my entire library of erotica. From what you did for Carol Anne on the phone, I know you absorbed it and learned how to use what you read. Many of the stories have men and women performing sexual feats we should think impossible or at least unlikely, especially the men. We know that young men your age can perform often, but usually lack control. From your reading, I suspect you know all this. But the women of Wicca seem to be able to call superhuman effort from their men. It may be their total inhibition that stimulates the man, and also their capacity to love and give that love more intensely than other people.
"I don't want to pry into your private affairs, so you can refuse to answer my questions, no offence given or taken. Thus, at the risk of sounding crude, what are you and your wives like together? Do you surprise yourself with your own stamina? Do they surprise you with their sexual openness, especially when it is so new to them? Would their bedroom behavior, even exhibitionism seem wanton in any other setting? I know without asking that both were virgins before you. It was the gift of a maidenhead that got you married."
I looked at the girls. They were both blushing deeply, but they nodded that I could answer his questions. I felt like bragging, but decided to tell the truth with no false modesty.
"We are simply magnificent together, either as pairs or all three at once! I've read in your books what to expect from myself in normal sexual situations. I am constantly amazed at what these wonderful creatures manage to extract from me without killing me, and my own control. The naturalness of it confounds me sometimes. It's nothing like the artificial and forced situations in the books. My wives' inhibition when we are in private is a wonder to behold, and if it were seen from the outside, might even be considered obscene by some. I don't want to embarrass them any more than they are, so that will have to be all the answer to your questions. Carol Anne may I tell what happened with the condom?"
Carol hid her face in mortification, but nodded yes.
"Carol Anne and I tried a condom, more as an experiment than anything. Her grandfather gave us some in case we felt we needed them to prevent a pregnancy. I hated the feel of it. Carol almost literally had a fit. It made her physically ill. We will never be able to use them. Riekie and I have never repeated the experiment. Somehow we know it will be the same."
"David, you are probably one of the luckiest men in the world right now. You have two of the most wonderful, beautiful, sexual creatures ever to grace this Earth for your wives. From what I see, and what you say, they are true daughters of Wicca, and I am so proud to meet and know you both.
"Carol Anne and Riekie, please don't be embarrassed. You should be proud of who you are and what you do with David. After all, it is done within your marriage. You should learn the Old Ways; it is your birth right. It is not my place to teach you your birthright, that is normally the task of a female family member, but I might be able to answer an occasional question. Lori can help you a little, but you should talk to your aunts. I suspect your mother knows more than she says.
"Who all knows of your marriage? Carol Anne, David and Riekie have both spoken for your new family. Logic says you were the one that started this whole thing off, so you should tell us a little of the story. Would you care to speak now?"
Carol got a grip on herself. As she spoke, her voice gained confidence, and the embarrassment disappeared...
"Our three aunts, Tante Pie, Tante Jo, and Tante Kit. Our grandparents, Oma and Opa. Mom has not been officially told, but we think she knows, or at least suspects. She says and does things that allow us more freedom and privacy. She seems a little happier, too, now that I think of it! The whole family is happy for us. Our family on that side has no secrets, so I think she's been told. Our little brothers don't know. Now you three know.
"I guess I should give you the highlights of what happened.
"Oma was the first to know. She overheard Riekie and me talking. I wanted to give David that special gift you mentioned. I like the word you used: 'maidenhead'. Soon the whole family knew. They all helped plan it so David and I could be alone. He says we're magnificent together. That's an understatement. He told me he would take me to the stars and beyond. We made it! Riekie and Bob were our Witnesses for our union. Riekie was so sweet and loving! She treated us like a Prince and Princess, waiting on us hand and foot.
"We were supposed to only get one night together. We got two. Mom mysteriously was able to stay away another day. We had Sunday and Monday night together. The sheet from our first night was saved and given to Tante Pie to keep.
"On the Tuesday night, Riekie stunned David and me with a declaration of love. We realized our relationship had reached a new level.
"Wednesday we just grooved along, getting used to this new situation.
"Thursday, David and I talked it over. We realized we loved Riekie, too. We married her that night.
"Friday, Opa called us to a meeting. We thought we were going to get a lecture on the perils of teenage love. We didn't. They wanted to celebrate. They called it a meeting as a bit of a joke so we would be a little tense. That worked. Opa was making a toast to us when David stopped him and told them about Riekie. We were scared of their reaction. They went WILD with happiness! They stunned us as much as you have today. We had told Riekie we didn't think we could share our bed with her just yet. Tante Pie found out and gave me a blast, saying we were being selfish, that we denying Riekie her rights as a wife. When I told David, her kicked himself for a fool. He said he, we, should have realized it ourselves so we decided to make things right with and for her.
"We had planned a treat for Riekie for Saturday. Instead of just a fun day, we made it her wedding day. At one point, David had what he called a 'cosmic experience'. Because of it we all reached a new level of understanding and the three of us fell more in love than ever. We saved Riekie's blanket and gave it to Tante Pie to put with my sheet. And now we're here.
"Our father must be kept completely in the dark until we are of age, at least. I don't know why, but the family don't like him at all, and insist he not know. The three of us just KNEW that it must be a secret from him. I'm afraid he would hurt one or all of us badly if he found out. It is because of Daddy that Mom doesn't 'officially' know. She might let something slip. The same reason for the little guys as we call them, kids being kids, after all."
"Yes! The bridal cloth! I'd forgotten that one! You were wise to save Riekie's too. "
"Dad?"
"Yes, Riekie."
"What gives with you and Mom here? You're happy for us, that I see, but how come you know so much?"
"Lori?"
"Riekie, Dear Daughter! After my divorce, I was lost and looking for something. A friend steered me toward the Goddess. I became a member of a Wicca coven, before I married Don. We actually met through it. I don't have the bloodline you do, but there is some ancient blood in me. I have some Sight. I can see some things, usually dark. It's been helpful a few times, but only seeing the dark is bad for the soul, I think. I was studying to be a priestess. Don came to the coven just to study Wicca. He never openly embraced the faith, but he knows much of its history and practices.
After I had been with it for some time, some new members joined the coven, They started mixing in other religious and cultish forms, especially the occult and black magic. They perverted the coven and it lost its focus on the Goddess. I left because of the changes and the drifting from the Old Ways and married Don. He accepted and has raised my two young children as his own.
I thought I'd left it all behind then today you bring the Goddess and one of her royal bloodlines into my home. Riekie, you and Carol Anne are very special. There is something going on that I can't See, but I sense. All I know is David must protect you. You and Carol Anne MUST have his babies."
"Mom?"
"Yes, Carol Anne, First Wife?"
How did she know that? We had not referred to Carol as 'First Wife' today!
"I think our David has some of your Sight. He had that experience last Friday. It was awesome to see the effect on him. He had almost a glow about him! But he keeps talking about a Power working in our lives. It gets spooky sometimes. He seems to know things he shouldn't. My grandparents saw it. They said he was 'wise beyond his years'. I know they love him. They made him a member of the family and I think they might have even without Riekie and me."
"Is that so? David? What is this about a Power you sense?"
"Mom, the way Carol Anne and I met, was so dramatic, and the path our lives have taken just leads me to conclude there's a Power guiding us to some Purpose. It may be that our purpose is simply to have children who will do the Great Thing, whatever that may be. Then there are times when I actually feel this Power working. I told Riekie I thought it brought us together with her. As a matter of fact, it may have just been a happy accident that Carol Anne opened the door that day. I feel, and after talking about it, the girls think so too, if Riekie had opened the door, we would have had the epiphany and Carol Anne would have been brought to us the way Riekie was.
"The point being, that this Power wants and needs the three of us together. The position of First Wife is meaningless except as a literal 'I was here first' concept. That realization was partly the result of my 'cosmic experience' and resolved for us the issue of being able to love more than one person so intensely. We are three. Remove one, and the other two fall. What I mean by removing one is to remove that one's love.
"We can all three be scattered across the country, huge distances apart. As long as the love we feel is true and pure, we'll survive and thrive. We prefer to be together, naturally, but that is impractical in the long run. We have to live in the real world too. Next fall, all being well, Riekie will be off to med school two years ahead of us. In two years I'll be off to RMC, and Carol Anne to OCA. At least for the period of our education, we could be almost anywhere. The girls won't be too far apart, and may even be able to set up housekeeping while they're at school. I could be almost anywhere in the world the Army sends me. Our love will bind us together even then. If one of us falters in that love, we're all lost.
"I can't begin to imagine what would happen to the two survivors if/when one of us dies. I hope that's different, and the remaining two can use the memory of the third as the third leg of our tripod, because a memory of someone passed over is usually the purest and best memory you have. Why then, can't the same be said for losing one of us who still lives? The memory is coloured by reality. We would know the lost one is still out there."
Dad spoke again.
"My God, David, that is powerful stuff. I'm impressed! I've heard it said that young people can't even reason properly until they're twenty one. You and your wives put the lie to that! Now, we have a few details to attend to then I think this meeting can be closed."
"What details?"
Three voices asked the same question.
"Loose ends in your relationship we can help with: David do you have rings for your wives yet?"
"Not yet. They will get them for Christmas if I can afford them."
"That's why I asked. As long as you intend to get them, we will make sure they're paid for."
"I know all three of you have discussed what you will do in the event of pregnancy. We should now discuss it as a family. From your description of Carol's physical aversion to condoms, I think you're right about not trying them with Riekie. I think you are going to find they will have some very negative reactions to the Pill as well. Girls, I suggest you don't even try the Pill. I fear for your health if you do. That leaves the three of you with three options: The first is withdrawal. You girls won't like that, and even if David does have the willpower to withdraw, I strongly suspect you won't let him. I think you're hardwired to orgasm when he ejaculates. The next is the rhythm method. You are already using it, but I suspect it just isn't going to work. When you want it, you want it, regardless of the time of month. The third, most reliable method is total abstinence. It suffers from the same problem as the rhythm method, and takes total self control.
"What it boils down to, is you three have very few birth control options. You were designed and built to be baby machines. That means sooner or later one or both of you is going to get pregnant. That brings me to my whole point. All three of you have career plans. We want you to pursue them. Early pregnancy can delay or interrupt those plans, but does not have to cancel them. Lori and I want you to know that if that happens, we are here to raise and nurture our grandchildren for you if it means getting you through school. Is that acceptable to you?"
Riekie spoke for my wives.
"David said you would be supportive if that happens. None of us expected such good news. If it happens, we'll be glad of any help you can or want to give us."
Mom spoke.
"Daughters, Don and I don't have a choice. The Goddess directs us in this, but if we did have the choice, we are honoured to do this for Her Princesses, for I feel you surely are."
Dad spoke again.
"Another loose end. While you are in this house, it is YOUR home too. You will always have a safe place to come if you need it. I know you three don't have a place to express your love. You have one hundred acres of farm to explore and from time to time we will arrange to have you stay over. We can't do it too often or we'll raise suspicion, but certain special events can be adapted. When you stay over, I'm sorry to say we don't have many beds, so the three of you will just have to suffer and bunk together. I'm sure you will adapt..."
Grinning broadly at his joke, Dad declared the meeting closed. Mom got off his lap as the girls rose from the couch. We'd all been sitting a long time and needed to stretch. The girls and Mom shared a very close group hug. The kisses the three of them exchanged were highly erotic. Mom broke from them and headed to the kitchen.