Beth and Kathy visited Canada to see Alannah Myles (Byles at this time, actually) and she was overjoyed at the idea of joining the band.
The same happened when Tina and Jackie visited Kathy Valentine in Texas. Both were returnees and were anxious to perform again, especially in a serious all-girl hard rock band.
The gigs weren�t a problem. We scheduled some concerts as charity fundraisers and practically gave the tickets away. By the third one we could have charged what the headliners were asking.
The record companies were total asses about the situation and wouldn�t even listen to the demos. Finally we got so pissed that we bought a small company, changing the name to �Blackheart Records".
Angie surprised us by volunteering to manage the group and if she needed help we had plenty of business and legal expertise at our disposal. �Heat� was off to a fabulous start locally. The rest was just a matter of time. One of their first gigs booked was our wedding(s).
By the time June rolled around the first two fusion plants had been built and tested. One was installed at the house and the other broken down into unrecognizable parts and shipped to Hog Cay to await our arrival.
I had enough knowledge of hydraulics to repair the planes, as well. In short, I had been almost too busy to realize that my single life was quickly coming to an end for good. It didn�t really dawn on me until the girls gave me some strange and cryptic information. All they would tell me was �stay away from our place all day Friday. We don�t want you anywhere near the house until six P.M. that night. You�re having a bachelor party and it�s very important for you to know that your fianc�s planned the entire thing.�
I was worried. I spent the day in target practice and took the plane out for a quick trip before finally heading back at the requested time.
I opened my door with some trepidation and almost fainted at what awaited me. I had never seen them before but they were heart-stoppingly beautiful. In front of me were two sets of identical twins.
One set looked to be Japanese and had bodies like Tina�s only with long black hair. The other two had red hair and were taller with larger breasts. In comparison I�d say they looked a lot like Beth.
All four were wearing nothing and it looked very nice on them. The first one said �Hello, I�m Fumi� and the next said �and I�m Yumi�.
They all giggled when I murmured �you certainly are!�
The first redhead introduced herself as Tanya and her sister as Anya.
�And now for the first part of your surprise� Yumi (actually she pronounced it Yoo-Mee, but she was definitely yummy) said. �My sister and I are part of a group like yours in Japan and the other half of your present is from a group in the Republic of Russia. There are five in our group and seven in theirs. We were here to look at the possibility of becoming exchange students when we found Tina. It didn�t take long before all of us realized the secret we shared. Our groups plan much the same thing as yours does and we will need to work closely together. Today we begin to achieve that closeness.�
Anya purred �I hope there�s enough left of you for your wives to enjoy on your wedding night.�
They undressed me slowly, commenting to each other on my various anatomical attributes until my boxers were removed. Fumi licked her lips and Tanya commented on the lack of hair. Yumi just decided to see if she could swallow me whole (she could).
At the end of the night only Anya and I were awake. I had done my best but she was inexhaustible. I commented on this and she kissed me before saying �I could say the same of you, lover. You must have asked for stamina just as I did. It�s a good thing you did because all four of us will be here next year. We need to know more about your culture if we are to work together and with you we will have the best of possibilities. Four of our male members will be sponsored in the area as well, so you will have a bit of help. Tonight, however, you are all mine and I hope to find out which of us can last the longest.�
I was blown away when she told me the reason her and the rest of her group were going to be in America. The old espionage stories had some truth to them. They were supposed to be learning our culture in preparation for becoming agents of the KGB. This bombshell was dropped just before the longest lovemaking session of my life. For starters I tried to last as long as I could before cumming. When I finally unleashed the torrent of semen that was dying to escape Anya screamed and practically convulsed under me with the last of her multitude of orgasms.
She gasped as she glanced at the clock �two fucking hours! I�m going to love it here maybe too much. They�ll have to drag my ass back to Russia screaming!�
I resolved to help my male counterparts make her sex life more satisfying. This would help me as much as them. We could have gone all night but I had a wedding in the morning and we were both a bit sore. We dozed off in each other�s arms chuckling about our new meaning of �international relations� and how much fun the summits would be. Anya loved the idea of having them on Hog Cay.
All four ladies had to have a morning ride before they would let me take a shower. Fumi and Yumi dressed me while Tanya and Anya fixed breakfast.
The wedding was being held in the park and wasn�t far away. I thought the ceremony was lovely but it was nothing compared to the beauty of my bride and her bridesmaids.
Connie was breathtaking in her dress. In deference to our parents we had worn traditional clothes. Both of us would have preferred jeans.
Our ceremony sounded almost like any other. The main difference was �God� had been changed to the plural and the needless �forsaking all others� was eliminated.
Paula was the maid of honor and the bridesmaids consisted of all of my future mates. Of course Al was the best man. The ushers were Gene, George, Bryan, and Adam.
The park was full of people and we knew most of them. The reception was held in the pavilion and there was plenty of food. Since most of the guests were teenagers there was no booze but nobody cared. The highlight of the day for the crowd was the band.
�Heat� definitely got the crowd fired up! Actually I think the crowd at least doubled by the time they finished. Since we were in the park everyone who heard them joined in.
Alannah tried to embarrass me a bit by dragging me onstage and singing �Black Velvet� to me and Joan tried to top her by adding �I hate myself for loving you�.
Neither succeeded but I had a blast and even borrowed a guitar to jam with them for a bit before jumping off of the portable stage and joining in the dancing.
I finally had the chance to thank the girls for my bachelor party during a break and asked how they had found those four. �It was weird� Tina explained �I saw them in the hall at school and we all knew as soon as we laid eyes on one another. I�d bet on there being groups elsewhere, too.�
I agreed �at the very least I would think England, Germany, and France would be represented and probably many more. That would be great; if we can work together it will make things much easier.�
I changed the subject as we danced and asked if they knew Anya had as much stamina as I did. They hadn�t and she got a laugh out of it. I had some reservations but asked her if she wanted me to give the same to them.
She gave me an enthusiastic �yes� on her part and I did. Before long all the others asked for the same. The honeymoon wouldn�t involve much rest but it would be a lot of fun.
Ever the workaholic, Tina began to tell me her plans for installing a fusion plant in airplanes so we could fly non-stop to the cay. I made her promise that the only work she would do on our honeymoon would be putting together the fusion plant we had shipped to the island.
�You�re right as usual� she sighed �by the way, I hope you don�t mind but I invited the four girls you met last night and their dates to join us when the others do. Anya looked particularly eager when they accepted.�
No sooner had she said that than we were approached by the group in question. Dogo and Hogo were the two guys from Japan. Aleksandr and Danil were the Russian duo. After the introductions, in which all four demonstrated their mastery of English, I commented that they spoke our language better than most Americans.
Aleksandr (who asked to be called Alex, and his friend was Dan) explained that the four presently here from Russia had reason to learn. Two were KGB in their previous life and the other two were Spetsnatz.
Dogo said their explanation wasn�t as dramatic and all of them had attended universities in the United States.
Dan expressed his concern about imposing on our honeymoon but the girls dispelled the notion quickly by explaining just how many people would be joining us.
I asked if they had heard of other groups like ours and like us they suspected that they existed but hadn�t found them yet.
Alex had the same thought I did �the Gods will guide us when they feel it is time, I am sure.� He got nods of agreement all around and I had to ask �I can understand someone from Russia following the old Gods but how does someone from Japan come to do so?�
Hogo explained �the Gods are the Gods, Matt. Just because we call them by their name in our language does not make them different.� It made perfect sense to me. In fact it answered a lot of questions I had on the subject.
Tina asked when they would be moving and Fumi told her they had discussed it and wondered if it would be possible to have the things they wanted shipped to our house to save plane fare.
None of their families were wealthy and it would be a strain on them to pay for another trip.
I suggested that they only have sent the things that couldn�t be purchased in the states and that we would take them shopping for what they needed. When they protested I stopped them �look� I explained �we�ve used the information at our disposal to get filthy rich. I�d like for you to be well on your way to the same by the time you leave us. In fact, if each group will pool their resources we�ll handle the investments for you. As you well know, it takes money to get elected in any country and you�ll need it.�
They agreed to check on it but I got the impression that these were the leaders and it was a done deal. We were descended upon by the rest of my contingent and made the introductions. The rest of the evening was spent dancing and getting to know each other. From the way it looked to me there would be some bed-swapping going on tonight (and probably until and after they joined us on the cay).
Connie and I didn�t spend our wedding night alone. All of them ganged up on me. They were still at it when I passed out from exhaustion.
We had an early flight but it was five P.M. our time when we arrived at the cay. Trina and Twyla greeted us while we loaded our things into one of the golf carts used for transportation on the island.
Tina surprised me the first night by asking �are you mad because I changed my mind about having a baby so soon?�
Actually, I was relieved at the thought. She was still a very slender girl and I had a difficult time picturing her pregnant. I was worried as to whether her body was ready for it.
As it turned out, that and college was on her mind and she felt that it would be wise to wait. I assured her that I felt the same and that we had plenty of years ahead of us. Rhonda and Jackie were waiting as well but not Connie. She was determined to leave the island with a passenger.
Beth stated that she was leaving it up to the Gods and wouldn't try to prevent it from happening. She did add that it probably would, since she planned to get her share of "little messengers".
The island wedding was even better than the one in the states. I�m not just referring to the scenery, either.
Connie had been beautiful in her gown but the five visions in robes with flowers in their hair were indescribable.
The ceremony was conducted by a Taino headman that we had found. Polygamy was perfectly legal in their tribe and for the privilege of occasionally fishing in our waters we were officially adopted.
It wasn�t your typical honeymoon but we weren�t exactly typical people. Trina and Twyla took us to various places in the islands so we could familiarize ourselves with the area.
On one of these excursions we made another discovery. We had taken one of the boats to George Town on Great Exuma to do some shopping at the Straw Market and were about to leave when some colorful language caught my ear.
There was a boat similar to ours docked next to us and from below I could hear �I don�t know what the bloody 'ell is wrong with the bugger, I don�t see anything out of sorts!�
There were a couple of other voices offering opinions in a lower tone when the louder one announced himself again �I�m not a bleeding mechanic so I suppose there�s nothing to do but find one!�
My curiosity was aroused so I wandered over and yelled �mind if I have a go at it?�
The first one up was a lovely dark haired girl with grease smeared on one cheek. She was followed by two guys about my age.
They introduced themselves as Nigel Foulkes (the loud one), Colin Mahew, and the pretty one as Martha Haynes.
�Be my guest.� Colin said �if you can make this monstrosity work we�ll be in your debt. We�re running a bit behind as it is.�
I went below and asked someone to crank the engine. It was obvious at once that there was a problem with the ignition. It sounded like no spark was making it to the cylinders. I pulled the distributor and looked at the points. They were burned pretty badly.
I pointed this out and asked �anyone have a nail file?� Martha rounded one up and I burnished the contacts before putting the cap on and having them crank it again. The engine started immediately and sounded fine. They thanked me profusely and said they were supposed to look at an island today. They were already an hour late but could still make it.
I asked which one and Nigel said �Leaf Cay. We were more interested in Hog but some bugger bought the bloody thing before we could.�
We all laughed at him and he was looking a bit offended until I explained. �Meet the buggers who bought Hog Cay! I hope you buy Leaf, we�ll be neighbors. Why don�t the three of you stop by and see us after you check it out? You could spend the night at our place before heading back so you won�t have to travel after dark.�
Martha accepted for them saying that she had been worried about the time because of that fact. We set out in our separate craft with us following them to make sure they had no further problems. We had also exchanged radio contact information.
As soon as we set out Twyla commented �they seem awfully mature for people our age don�t they?�
We all agreed and had noticed it early on. Tina smiled and said �at first I thought Martha was eyeing you because you�re such a hunk but there was something else on her mind too.�
Trina cackled �yes missy, she looked at you the same way! She looked at you two like she was a hungry tiger and you were dinner. You weren�t the only one she was scopin� out, either. It looked like she had smorgasbord on her mind. I�d also bet they�re having this same conversation.�
It turned out they were, but it was some time before anyone got the courage to ask. We had finished eating and began celebrating our new neighbors (they bought Leaf Cay).
There was rum and tequila involved and Martha�s curiosity got the best of her. �So, how did you blokes buy it?�
Colin choked on his Rum Runner and Nigel spluttered �bloody �ell, Mattie!�
The rest of us were practically rolling on the floor with laughter. Finally Connie said �thank you, I was beginning to wonder if the subject would come up.�
Things progressed nicely from there. We put on some music and danced a bit. I found myself with Martha and she whispered in my ear as she molded her fabulous body to mine �call me Mattie, all my friends do. I hope I can count you as one because that impressive packet I feel down there has me feeling even more randy than usual. Do you think your wives would mind very much if I took you to bed?�
I kissed her willing lips and whispered back �I believe they�d much rather join us if you don�t mind.�
She purred back �perfect! They are absolutely stunning! It looks as if my bunch will be otherwise engaged in any case.� That much was obvious. They seemed enthralled with Trina and Twyla, in fact they left before we did.
Mattie definitely needed to work on her tan but that was all the work she needed. She was solid white, without even a tan line. She oohed and ahhed over us when we were all naked, especially over the lack of hair. She did mention that the size of my center appendage left certain Englishmen looking rather puny.
Mattie would probably have a classic figure before long but at the moment her hips and thighs hadn�t filled out fully and her breasts, though large for her age by my standards at 34C, would see 38 before they finished. Her dark bush was neatly trimmed and looked completely edible.
Tina and Rhonda sampled her magnificent mammaries while I dove in for a taste and Connie kissed her. Beth must have decided I was the only other alternative from the sensations emanating from below my waist.
Mattie was delicious and seemed to enjoy the length of tongue she was receiving. It wasn�t long before she coaxed Connie into sitting on her face.
When I heard her scream in ecstasy for the second time into my lovely bride�s hairless slit, I guided them further down the bed so that I could stand and deliver a large parcel into Mattie�s slot.
Beth guided me in and as I bottomed out I heard Mattie's muffled gasp of �bloody �ell but he�s huge!�
Connie couldn�t stay mounted for long. Mattie�s ass was coming off the bed at every thrust to meet me halfway. After fifteen minutes or so I noticed that she hadn�t cum since my tongue left her twat. I thought this was rather strange, especially with the size of her clit and the evident ease in which she had climaxed with oral stimulation.
I began to search for the angle she enjoyed the most and soon found it. Every since I had entered her the loudest sound she had made was a husky �ooo yes lover, like that� but a low keening whine started somewhere deep inside her and grew steadily louder until she let out a moan of �by the gods, I can�t bloody believe it but I think I�m�oh yes I�m aaaaahhhhhh!!, bloody �ell, oh harder, fuck me harder! I�m going to�oh yes here I go againnn!�
It was like the damn broke or something. Her juices gushed from her tight cunt as she came. I rolled her over and fucked her as hard as I could, dragging two more from her before I erupted, setting her off so hard that she collapsed in an incoherent puddle.
Tina looked sadly at my wilting member and commented �you fucked that poor thing for an hour. It looks like we�re out of luck.�
Jackie proved her wrong. There was no way I could fail to respond to what her luscious lips started doing to me. Before long we were going at it just as hard as Mattie and I had. There was no way I could wear them out though. When I finally collapsed it was next to a conscious and smiling Martha.
She cuddled up and kissed me deeply before saying �I want to thank you. That was the first time I�ve ever popped off with a man in me quim. I suppose I�m just too slow for most of them. They always go off before I�m even close to ready.�
I told her she was very welcome but didn�t volunteer any information yet. When she went to the bathroom Tina asked me why and I said �I wanted to check with you all first, babe. Should I fix her problem, the men�s, or both?�
The consensus was that I start with Mattie and we�d play it by ear �fix her while you fuck her and see how many times you can make her cum, it�ll be fun!� Connie said with an evil grin.
I was a bit concerned with the ethics but Mattie went from very slow to faster than normal in one evening. I knew of two Englishmen (at least) who would have a boost in their self-esteem very soon.
We filled everyone in on the other foreign contingents and our English counterparts were eager to meet them. They spent the rest of the week meeting everyone and when we all headed home to our various countries everyone was armed with contact information and instructions to let all groups know if any one of us made contact with another.
The foreign guests left three days before our departure. We barely had time to assemble the fusion plant and switch things over before leaving. Trina and Twyla both helped in order to familiarize themselves with its operation.
Since Tina was the major inventor in the family, I ran an idea by her. I wanted to build a plane that was fast but could still land on our island runway. My idea was to use a small fusion generator to power two turboprop and two jet engines. I hadn�t thought the idea through very well and she shot it down in seconds.
The drag from the propellers would be a problem when the jets were in use. She did like the basic idea of using the fusion plant. We could make a very fast turboprop plane that would have unlimited range and cut hours from our travel time.
The Camaros had been driven every day for months and were performing admirably. Tina thought of putting fusion plants in ours but fear of premature discovery shot the idea down. It would be damn near impossible to make them look like a regular engine since they were basically electric.
The day we returned home, Connie and Jackie were dragged immediately to the stores. The other girls had decided that they didn't have nearly enough clothes. Jackie had been borrowing from Tina but my other brides weren�t even close to the same size as Connie. Any thought of sharing tops was out of the question. Connie would have exploded the ones everyone but Beth had and they would've been too tight.
Thankfully, my presence wasn�t needed on the trip. After realizing my good fortune I used the time to research some investments and make some notes on a few more items that I thought should be invented early to run by the group. It took me hours to accomplish all of that and the women still hadn�t returned.
They finally showed up at ten that night and I made several trips to the car helping them unload. I thought they�d gone a bit overboard even for mom (who had been drafted) until I was informed of my new wardrobe.
As I helped them go through the items and admired their new duds I dreaded the thought of faking excitement when we got to mine. I only wore something other than jeans and a t-shirt on rare occasions and my mom constantly teased me about it.
I was surprised to find that other than a couple pairs of slacks and three dress shirts I got �normal� clothes. Of course mom had to remark that she figured they should get me something that I would actually wear instead of wasting money on nice things. My favorite shirt didn't even come from a store. Joan and Alannah had given me a dozen "Heat" t-shirts for a wedding gift. The girls wouldn't let me wear one every day though.
Mom had another valid concern, too. The closets were pretty full now even though my things took up a fraction of the space. She shook her head and sighed �we should have anticipated this I suppose. You�re going to need more closet space.�
That got her started on a mission. She looked around some more and decided that the bed was also way too small even though it was a king size and we needed more dressers. Tina and Connie thought it was funny but the more I thought about it I realized she was right. I wanted us all together as much as possible.
When mom finally wound down and let me get a word in I suggested that since there were three bedrooms on this floor and they were all on one side we should take the walls out that separated two of them and use the third for a giant walk-in closet.
The other bright idea was to do the same thing to the bathrooms in order to make the shower even bigger and have enough seats as well as vanity space for busy mornings. Tina had designed the original improvements and verified that the walls we wanted removed weren�t load bearing and wouldn�t weaken the structure if removed.
Connie got just as enthusiastic and before I knew it mom and I were alone. They had taken off to the study room to draw up a design and blueprints.
Mom apologized but I don�t think she was serious. She was laughing too hard as she left. The girls reappeared after an hour and did their best to make it up to me. I was gracious enough not to complain.
In the morning they showed me the plans over coffee and I was impressed. I told them it looked great but when I remarked that there was no way we�d run out of room now they thought it was funny for some reason. The only down side would be that we�d have to move to another floor temporarily. I�d miss the kitchen but I guess I�d survive.
Angie and Gail gave birth in July. It was fairly obvious who the fathers were. Angie�s son was named Paul, and my baby picture was identical to his.
Gail gave birth to twins, a girl that was named Monika and a boy that was dubbed Philip. They looked remarkably like George and Gene, so one or both of them was the obvious sperm donor.
We had other good news as well. Al had been selected in the first round of the NFL draft and would be playing for the Saints. He�d be missed but Joyce, Linda, and Ellen would be there to keep him company.
He promised us good seats whenever we could make it to a game and with a plane we�d be able to see him often. His parting words to me were �break my record and make yours last.� He left as the all-time sack leader at state.
Football season was almost upon me and the added bulk prompted some questions from the coach. It was another one of the many times that a reputation for being truthful paid off. Not that I told him the real reason. I just assured him that I wasn�t taking anything to create it. I also had to prove I was still quick enough to play middle linebacker.
I had been right about Jeff. He was our new quarterback and as soon as we started practice it became obvious that we had gone from a running team to a pass-happy one. I was going to play both ways again but this year I�d be a tight end on offense. I knew our running game would be at least as good as last year, and with the added ability to pass we had an excellent opportunity to repeat as state champs.
We had a kicking game, too. It seems that Aleksandr was very good at it. He explained that it was probably since he had been playing soccer since he could walk. Danil went out too, and would be a starting wide receiver. Not only was he fast, he was fearless. If the ball was close to him he would catch it. From what Paula told me, Anya and Tanya were fantastic soccer players, too. She expected them to repeat also.
We had one problem with our foreign house guests. We didn�t see any way to keep them from finding out about our inventions. The lab was wide-open and easily accessible. We didn�t mind them knowing but didn�t want them to find out how to make any of it, at least yet.
In the end, we moved the entire lab to the basement, secured both doors with stout combination locks, and put iron security bars on the darkly tinted windows. We didn�t feel at all guilty. When or if our visitors saw the hydrogen or fusion plants we would explain that we would release it when it was time to do so, but wanted to be absolutely sure the secret was kept until we could maximize the impact.
Very few people both understood and could duplicate Tina�s inventions. At present that number was was limited to us and the blueprints and written documentation were encrypted thoroughly.
The laser was another matter. The others had looked over the notes and plans I had re-created from memory. With Tina�s power source we all believed it would work. The problem was that there was no place to test the damn thing in secret if we built it. The only solution was to build it, disassemble it, and ship the gadget to the island to be re-assembled and tested when we could get there on vacation.
We could fly there non-stop if we wanted. We had purchased a twin engine Beechcraft King Air turboprop with one engine blown and the other one in sad shape. With Angie�s experience in mechanical engineering (and aircraft specifically) it was quickly converted to fusion power and had a spot for the concealed prototype laser ready in the belly.
You gotta have Faith
My sophomore year was so different from the first time that it was almost unrecognizable. I had some of the same friends but they weren�t as close as before. I hadn�t been in any advanced classes then and athletics was a new experience.
After Monday practice I took my usual shower and was headed home. I always walked past the bleachers. Sometimes there would be people under them passing a joint or just hanging out. I had been among them at times before, if not on a regular basis.
I usually ignored them now but today it sounded like there was trouble. I could hear a girls voice protesting �I told you I don�t do that shit anymore so let me go and leave me alone!�
I also heard a couple of male voices and distinctly heard one reply �shut up bitch! If you won�t get high maybe you�d rather just fuck!� I heard a scream and her begging them to leave her alone but it sounded like she wasn�t having much luck.
I set my books down with a sigh and hurried to see what was up. I rounded the corner to find a girl that I remembered fondly as one of the stoners I had sometimes smoked out with trapped between two guys that I recalled all too well.
The girl�s shirt and bra were hanging from her body in tatters. The thugs tormenting her had been two of the worst bullies and druggies the place had ever seen. Both were big and mean. They were even worse when they were high and it looked like they were now. I yelled for them to leave her alone and they whirled around to face me.
The biggest one told the other to �hold the bitch, this won�t take long� and started for me. He pulled out a switchblade and flipped it open before snarling �you can leave now football boy, and we�ll forget the interruption. If you don�t I�ll fuckin' cut your balls off!�
I said nothing and I guess he got my meaning because he started forward. When he was close enough I kicked the knife from his hand and followed with a spinning back kick that connected solidly with his head.
He went down and stayed there. His friend wasn�t any smarter and pushed the sobbing girl to the ground before pulling some chucks from behind his back. I guess he thought that he knew how to use them.
He was wrong. When he missed his first feeble attempt to nail me I went to work on him with my hands. In moments, he joined his friend in an unmoving heap on the ground.
I knelt beside the sobbing girl and said "Are you O.K Blondie baby?"
I bit my tongue too late. That was what I had called her whenever we hung out together before. The fact that she was a brunette was bound to make me sound like an idiot. I had hung the name on her when she was acting goofy one day, of course I was too. We had both been stoned.
Instead of the weird look I expected she turned to me and whispered "Oh, Matt! I'm so glad to..."
That was all she managed before comprehension dawned and her eyes rolled back in their sockets as she passed out.
I held her patiently for the few minutes it took her to come around. When she did, the tears started again. I helped her up and continued to hold her as she cried on my shoulder. It was a long time before she got herself under control.
When she did she glanced at the two still limp thugs and said �did you kill them?�
I looked at her in surprise and said �no, that�s not my style. They might have a concussion and some broken bones but they�ll live.�
She snarled �too bad� and looked at me "is it really you? I mean, did it happen to you...are you..."
I stopped her babbling the only way I knew how. I kissed her. This shocked us both on several levels. First, we had never even been close to being romantically involved. Second, I don't remember her being attached to any guy. Perhaps it was her looks. Faith Clinton wasn't what you'd term an attractive girl, even I hadn't and I had much lower standards of attractiveness than most guys.
Faith looked the same as I remembered her. Short brown hair that was clean but looked like she'd cut it while looking in the mirror, A body that was painfully thin, large feet, teeth that needed braces, a nose that looked like it had been broken at least once, and, no ass at all (probably because she was so thin). To top it off, she was usually dressed in rejects from the rag-bag.
The thing is, I liked her. She was sweet, lovable, and funny. I had always had a blast hanging out with her and she made me laugh harder than was healthy when we got stoned.
The most shocking thing about the kiss was that it was, for lack of a better term, shocking. It was intended to be short but was anything but. It also involved some unanticipated tongue and left us both breathless for a minute. Just like the first kiss from my wives.
When I recovered I told her I'd fill her in later and asked again if she was alright. She sniffled �Thanks to you I am, but what made you jump in? I don�t remember you as a fighter."
�It looked like you needed some help and I was the only one available at the moment. Besides, I'm a little different now.� I explained
She was covering herself with her arms as she said �I'll say! Thanks for helping. Being raped by those two losers wouldn�t have been much fun. Now I have to figure out how to get home. My top is totaled and I can�t walk home like this!�
I took my shirt off and offered it to her. She took it and blushed when she realized that her chest was on display again. I could count every rib on the girl and if Angie had thought she was size challenged, well next to Faith she would look like Pam Anderson.
As she put the shirt on and commented �you look better topless than I do anyway�
I didn�t want to offend her so I said. �Not from where I�m standing.� She blushed a bit deeper and I glanced down. There was gravel under the bleachers and her right knee was a mess from when the creep had shoved her down.
I asked if she could walk and how she was getting home. She said she�d be fine and asked me what time it was. I looked at my watch and she teared up again �shit! I missed my ride. I guess I�ll have to walk.�
When she started off she almost fell when she put her weight on the bad leg. I put one of my arms around her and one of hers around my shoulder to support her but by the time we got to my backpack full of books she was unable to go further.
She said there was nobody home at her house to call so I convinced her to go to my place for now. �How will we get there?� She asked �I don�t think I can walk that far.�
I had been slipping the backpack on and without saying anything I scooped her up in my arms and said �like this if you don�t mind. I don�t live that far away and you�re not that heavy.�
She maybe went ninety pounds and was probably 5�8� or so. She was bony though. The damn things were poking me everywhere.
�I guess I picked the wrong day to wear shorts� she commented as she put an arm around my neck.
I lived about eight blocks from school and without the added stamina I know I wouldn�t have made it. As it was, I even made it up my stairs and to the kitchen table before I sat her on a chair. I told her to stay put while I got the first aid kit.
Connie and Tina came in as I was cleaning and bandaging Faith�s leg and between winces of pain got the story from her as I worked. I thought she exaggerated a bit about what happened but the girls took it in stride. Their only comment was that at least for a while, neither of us should be alone because they�d heard stories about those two and they wouldn�t let this go. They added that when Kathy found out about it she might go after them.
I thought Faith sounded a little sad when she asked if Kathy was my girlfriend but she almost fell off of the chair when I explained that she was a close friend and introduced Connie as my wife and Tina as my sister before introducing them to Faith.
Her jaw dropped open and she said �you two are married? But you can�t even be sixteen yet! What�s up with that?�
If I hadn't known already that comment would have cinched it. The first time I had heard that expression was in the 1990�s, never before then, not even once. I was contemplating this while Connie explained.
I finished her leg and gently lifted her and placed her on the sofa before motioning to my wives out of Faith�s line of vision and saying we�d be right back. I told them what I knew and they wanted her story.
It wasn�t hard to get Faith to open up to us. I�d bet that she hadn�t had many people to talk to. Until a month ago she had been into drugs pretty deep and her parents were both just as bad (they actually dealt them).
She said that she had woke up one day and decided that she wasn�t going to do it anymore and would make something of her life. The girls and I exchanged a knowing glance and I ventured �we know how that goes. When you get a second chance at life you�d be stupid to screw it up again.� I had caught her off guard and she replied automatically �exactly, no way was I going to OD again!� before stuttering �I mean� I could have, you know?�
Tina chuckled �oh yes, we know exactly what you mean. How old were you when you died?�
Faith looked at us in shock as we nodded and I said �yes, we�ve all been there and back. You tell us your story first so we can be sure and then we�ll tell you ours.�
She wiped her eyes and said �ok, but first I really need to use the bathroom!� She could only hop, so I carried her in and sat her on the seat. Tina offered to help with the rest but she said she could manage.
While she was gone I dropped the bigger bombshell on them. "Do all of you remember the first time we kissed after we came back?"
Of course they did, and I told them I had kissed Faith. "When I did" I added "it was the same way. Stars, moons, fireworks, you name it. I think she may be meant for us."
We discussed this until we heard her call that she was ready to come out and I carried her back to the sofa. Faith explained that she had been around drugs her entire life and had started using when she was ten years old. She started with pot and moved to pills and cocaine by the time she hit puberty. She moved to heroin by the time she was twenty. She tearfully explained that she turned tricks and stole to support her habit.
She had died of an overdose at the age of thirty-two and woke up as a fifteen year old a month ago. She quit cold-turkey, which had been really rough in a house full of opportunities to use. It was made easier because she knew how it would end up.
She also explained that she knew that her parents were about to be arrested for possession with intent to sell and would be sentenced to twenty years for that and five for contributing to the delinquency of a minor. Before, she had been put in foster care and ran away. She didn�t know what she would do this time. All of us exchanged a look, because we did.
It took a while to convince Faith we were serious but we soon had Gail there, as well as my parents. With Gail�s training and past experience she would be able to handle the psychological side. My parents required no convincing at all to take Faith in if needed.
They even made plans to put things into motion as soon as it was feasible. The moment Faith�s parents were arrested they would call Marjorie and her son. They had both done excellent work for us in Tina�s situation and we had had them over for dinner several times.
We also kept in touch with Jack and Judy, the two police officers we met in the emergency room. They and their spouses had also been guests in our home on numerous occasions. All four were doing quite well in their investments, too. They greatly appreciated our tips and the two officers had even organized an investment pool at the precinct. They made no secret of the source of their advice so we had a lot of friends on the force.
Gail convinced Faith that she should spend the night at our house. It was obvious that it hadn�t taken much effort. We fixed dinner together and invited the parents and Al to join us. Faith raved endlessly on it being the best meal she had ever eaten.
She did admit that the only hot meals she usually ate were either at school or came out of a can so I�m not sure how much the compliment was worth. I guess it was pretty good though because Al and the folks added theirs as well.
For us it was everyday fare, just Linguine with clam sauce and salad along with a nice white wine. We talked for hours afterward and Faith proved herself to be a good conversationalist. It was after nine before our company left the three of us alone again.
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