Birds in Flight

When Jill awoke the next morning, she gazed at Linda sleeping so peacefully against her. Though it wasn't their first night together, it was as a new family. Feeling the chilly air on her skin, she pulled the blanket further up, mostly covering their heads. Her hand glided lightly over Linda's body, down to her butt, then into her butt crack. Linda jerked awake at the sudden intrusion. Jill cupped her face, "Morning."

"Good morning," Linda whispered back in her usual meek voice. Unable to resist, Jill kissed her lightly and Linda pushed herself deeper into her arms. "This feels so good. It's like we're the only people in the world."

Her eyes glanced down briefly at Jill's breasts, "It's okay if I touch them some more?"

"Whenever you want."

Grinning, she reached out and gently took one in each hand, instinctively squeezing it. After watching her for awhile, Jill was surprised to noticed that Linda was coyly moving her head closer and closer, then actually rubbing her face back and forth across her boobs. Jill kept silent during this whole time, not wanting to interrupt the precious moment. Linda glanced up, saw Jill watching her with a serene smile, and pulled away, red-faced.

"You probably think I'm weird?"

Jill shook her head, "Not at all. I like it." Jill moved closer, so that her breasts were just inches from her and whispered, "Do it some more."

At that moment, they heard the sudden noise of the TV. Jill threw back the top part of the blanket so that they could both see Emma standing in front of the TV, holding the remote in her hands. Jill sighed, "Well, I guess it's time to get up." Jill threw back the blanket and began fishing through her backpack for some clean panties and a shirt while Linda did the same.

Emma came over, "I'm hungry."

Jill pulled on a shirt and told them, "I'll make us some pancakes."

"You can make pancakes?" Emma asked surprised.

"Yup, my world-famous pancakes." Jill opened the electric griddle that she had bought at Wal-Mart back in Austin, then began pulling out the milk and pancake batter that she had also bought.

"Are they really world-famous?" Emma asked Linda.

Linda smiled at Jill, "If she says so."

As they ate, Jill plotted that day's route through New Mexico and Colorado. Linda came over and looked at it, sighing, "We still have a long way to go, don't we?"

"At least two more days."

"Do you have enough money for gas and motels?"

"I think so."

After they had finished eating, they got in the car and continued their journey. By noon they caught their first glimpse of the Rocky Mountains. Having never traveled, Linda and Emma were especially impressed. Their lunches were more sandwiches and after sandwiches again for dinner, everyone was growing quite tired of sandwiches. The day light passed into darkness, obscuring the scenery as they were able to drive through most of Colorado before pulling into a motel late that evening. In their room, as they watched TV, again Linda was in Jill's lap, nestled against her.

Throughout the evening, Jill would softly kiss and nuzzle against Linda's neck. Linda knew that Jill couldn't wait for Emma to go to bed, and this also excited her. Sure enough, as Linda later came out of the bathroom, she saw Jill propped up on her elbow under the blanket, looking expectantly at her. Linda went over to the TV and turned it off. "Time for bed," she told Emma.

Emma crawled underneath the blanket of her bed but as Linda was tucking her in, Emma whispered, "Can I watch you and Jill?"

Confused, Linda asked quietly, "Huh?"

"You know...when ya'll are...," she brought her voice even quieter, "...touching and kissing each other's pee-pees."

Linda's eyes widened, "You were watching us last night?!"

"Ya'll were making too much noise."

"You shouldn't have been watching us. That's our private time."

"Why's that?"

"Because we're girlfriends and that's what girlfriends do."

"But I really want to watch."

Linda kissed her forehead goodnight, "Go to sleep."

"Why can't I watch?"

"Go to sleep." Linda got up and went over to the other bed.

"What was that about?" Jill asked quietly.

"She wants to watch us."

"Watch us?"

"You know...when we're doing it. I think she's feeling left out." They were silent for a moment then Linda asked, "What do you think about teaching her?"

"Huh?"

"About what it's like to be with someone who loves you," Linda walked her fingers along Jill's chest, "Maybe we could...show her what it's like so she 'll know what it is. You're teaching me so maybe we could teach her too."

Jill narrowed her eyes warily at Linda, "You want me to fuck your sister?"

Linda lightly smacked Jill's breast, "Not fuck...(she mouthed the word fuck). Make love. Show her how beautiful it is. So, she'll know. I want her to be with someone as loving as you are."

"She probably doesn't want to do anything except watch us."

"Yes, I do!" Jill and Linda were both startled by Emma's sudden voice and jerked their heads over to see her watching them.

"You're supposed to be asleep," Linda scolded her.

"But I want Jill to fuck me," Emma protested.

Linda's mouth dropped, "That's not what we call it, Emma! It's called making love."

"But that's what she kept telling you last night."

Turning back to Jill, "See, this is why we need to teach her the right way. Say you'll do it. Please."

"I can't believe I'm doing this," Jill muttered to herself in disbelief, pulling back the blanket.

Linda waved Emma over, "C'mon."

"Really?!"

"Yes."

Emma quickly yanked off her T-shirt and panties, then eagerly bounced naked out of her bed and into theirs. Upon seeing Jill's bare breasts, she exclaimed to Linda, "Ohmygawd! You're right, her boobies are huge!" to which Linda blushed fiercely, trying to explain to Jill, "I...kinda told her...."

"So what do I do?", Emma interrupted.

"Whatever you want to", Jill replied. Emma shuffled closer and slowly reached out and placed her hands on Jill's breasts. "Wooow!!", she breathed out, obviously impressed, "These are the coolest things ever!" Jill chuckled at that. Jill tickled her sides, causing Emma to squirm away laughing. She then gently pushed Emma down onto her back, lightly tickling the little girl with her fingertips all over till Emma was rolling around, giggling uproariously. Jill pinned her arms down and leaned over the helpless girl, a sly smile on her lips. She knelt down slowly kissing the little girl's belly, keeping her eyes on Emma's eyes. Jill knew that Emma's nonexistent breasts wouldn't produce any feelings for Emma, but she couldn't help slowly running her tongue across her tiny nipples.

Then to Emma's great surprise, the teen moved down, planting her mouth right on her pee-pee. Emma turned to her sister, who replied, "I know it's gross, but it's gonna feel really good in a little bit." Emma made a discouraging face, obviously doubting that anything involving her pee-pee was going to make her feel good.

Jill pushed her tongue into Emma's tiny sex. After a while, Linda asked, "How does that feel?" Emma shrugged her shoulders, "Kinda wet, like when I'm washing myself in the tub. Jill, I wanna play with your boobies again."

Hearing this, Jill raised up and turned so that they were in a 69 position before returning to Emma's sex. To Emma's great delight, Jill's breasts were dangling right in front of her. She reached up, taking one in each hand. "Oooh, these are really squishy!"

"I know," Linda agreed, then leaned down to whisper in Emma's ear, "She really likes it when you play with these," pinching one of Jill's nipples. Emma raised her eyebrows before taking the nipples in her fingers. "Pinch them," Linda told her.

"Won't it hurt?"

"No, she likes it."

Emma pinched them carefully and hearing no complaints, proceeded to pinch them harder. Linda layed down, her head near Jill's so she could watch. "Do you like watching me lick your sister's pussy?" Jill teased her.

Before Linda could respond, they heard Emma ask, "How come your nipples are harder than mine?" Jill chuckled at Emma's question and again at the questioning look on Linda's face. After some time, Emma's legs slowly tensed up, then relaxed. Her hips pushed upwards. "Is she...?" Linda asked.

"Yeah, she's starting to feel it," Jill briefly pulled away to answer.

Linda scooted back over to Emma who had stopped playing with Jill's boobs, and instead had a very intense look on her face. "This feels really good," Emma remarked.

Linda noticed that her breathing was heavier, as she replied, "I know. It's going to feel even better."

Linda watched in amazement as the expression on Emma's face grew more pained and her breathing even heavier, till suddenly, she stopped breathing, then gasped before laying still, panting for breath. Her eyelids fluttered then closed. Linda watched all this in awe. Jill moved up beside her as Linda asked quietly, "Do I fall asleep like this afterwards?"

"Yeah." Jill wrapped her arms around her, kissing her neck and whispering in her ear, "Do you think she liked it?"

"Yes," Linda whispered back.

Moments later, Emma opened her eyes, still out of breath, "That...was...great. It felt...like...I don't know." She slowly sat up, then said to Jill, "Can I do that to you and Linda?"

"Okay," Jill sniggered slightly. She sat up against the headboard, her legs spread apart. Emma flopped down on her belly between Jill's legs, her face just inches from her pussy.

"What do I do?" she asked. Jill pulled her inner labia apart, causing Emma's eyes to bug out as well as to announce, "Hey, there's a big hole in here." Jill's sides shook with laughter. Emma turned to Linda, "Did you do that with your hand last night?"

"No! She already had it....," Linda faltered causing Jill to laugh even more.

Emma scooted closer, her face lit up with wonder. She glanced up at Jill, "What do I do?"

Linda flopped on the bed beside her, "Jill likes it to be kissed."

Emma made a face, "Really?!"

"Yeah. Last night, she pretended that it was talking to me, telling me to kiss it."

"Won't it taste like pee?"

"No. It's just kinda wet."

Curious and more daring then Linda, Emma leaned in, sniffing it a feel times, then smelling nothing objectionable, gingerly touched her lips to it. She looked up at Jill, "Was that good?" Jill nodded, grinning broadly. Emma leaned in again, giving it another kiss.

Having an idea, Jill reached over to her backpack on the night stand and felt around till she found what she was looking for. One of the small packets of syrup that she had for their morning pancakes. Opening it up, she liberally squeezed out some syrup onto her pussy and used her finger to spread it around. As the others watched, wondering what she was doing, she invited them, "Taste it."

Emma gave a small lick to her syrup-glistened labia, announcing, "Mmm...that 's good!" before licking more of it. Wanting to try it for herself, Linda moved in, her head bumping against Emma's as together, they happily licked Jill's pussy all over. Jill watched in wonder as the two girls crowded together, almost fighting for room as they shoved their faces in between her legs. After a minute, Emma exclaimed, "It's all gone." Jill reached over and dabbed a little more syrup onto her pussy, then watched in disbelief as the girls dove in like it was feeding time at a trough.

Jill kept repeating this over and over till the syrup was gone and then told Emma, "Stick your finger inside." Her face scrunched up, reaching in with her finger, tentatively feeling everything, Jill watched her in amazement as the little girl poked and prodded all around, clearly not knowing what she was doing. Every now and then, she would look up, a hopeful look on her face, asking, "Are you getting the good feeling yet?" And when she saw that Jill hadn't, she went back to work, moving her finger around with the careful consideration of a painter. Still, though she lacked skill, her determination and adorable charm certainly made Jill's pussy a sopping mess.

Jill slid down a little so that she was laying down more rather then sitting up. She motioned Linda over, "Sit on my face."

"What?"

"Come here and sit on my face." Linda crawled over as Jill directed her, "Swing your leg over...okay, squat down...," so that Linda was squatting on her hands and knees with her butt planted on top of Jill's face.

Emma looked up, laughing, "Eewww...what are you doing?!"

Linda sighed embarrassingly, "It's just something she likes to do."

Emma kept on laughing, her voice broken up by spasms of laughter, "Jill's licking...your...b-b-butt..." Linda began to feel embarrassed until Jill pulled her head aside, telling them, "Ok, that's enough laughing. Get back here", she patted her pussy. Emma came back, still giggling a little and poked her finger back in.

Jill moved her face back under Linda's butt, grabbing onto Linda's thighs and pulling her butt against her mouth as her tongue slathered all over. With a warm butt in her face and a curious, probing finger in her pussy, it couldn't get any better for her.

Astounded with seeing her sister getting off as well as Jill, Emma watched at them in wonder. Catching her sister staring at her, Linda froze dumbfounded which only magnified the sensation of Jill's tongue, so that she was suddenly cumming. Linda didn't want her sister to see her in this most vulnerable moment and tried to hold it in, but her moans came out, causing Emma's eyes to widened. Then Jill started cumming also, but not with a moan. "Oh fuck..oh SHIT....FFFUUUUCCCKKKKK..." Emma giggled at this.

As Linda's orgasm subsided, she crawled off and layed down beside Jill, who reached over and pulled her against her. Emma crawled up on the other side of Jill, laying her head against Jill's chest. "That was so awesome!" she sighed. Jill reached over, pulling the blanket over them. Emma asked, "Does this mean I'm your girlfriend too?"

Jill thought for a second, "I guess it does."

"Awesome." Emma whispered it, mainly to herself, then laid her hand on Jill 's breast, softly squeezing it like a squishy ball as she fell asleep.

Linda reached up, kissing Jill on the cheek, "Thank you so much." Linda and Jill held each other in their arms before falling asleep themselves.

Jill woke up to something pinching her. The room was still dark and she glanced at the clock. 2:47. She felt her breast being pinched again. "Emma? Is that you?" she called out in the dark.

"Uh-huh."

"What are you doing?"

Emma's voice came out of the dark beside her, "I want to play with your boobies."

"It's the middle of the night."

"But your boobies were calling me. You know like when your pee-pee talked in that funny voice."

Jill couldn't help chuckling at the humorous dialogue, but had to say, "They were not calling you. They're sleepy and so should you be. Let them go back to sleep."

"After you wake up, can I play with them?"

Jill rolled her eyes, "Yeah."

"Okay, good night."

Jill sighed, "Good night."

"Jill?...Jill?"

Jill woke up, still half-asleep, "Wha...?"

"Are you awake now?" It was Emma's voice.

Jill groaned. It was still mostly dark, although a faint light had begun to shine through the window. *What time is it*?', she wondered, trying to peer at the clock through her half-closed eyes. 6:02. Well, at least it *'*s almost daylight', Jill thought before replying, "Yeah, I guess I'm awake."

"Can I play with your boobies now?"

"Yeah, yeah. I guess so."

"Yay!" Emma cheered as Jill suddenly felt her breasts being roughly grabbed.

"Ow! Hey, careful."

This, of course, woke up Linda, "What's going on?"

To which Jill enlightened her, "Our new girlfriend wants to play with my boobs."

"Emma!...," Linda's unusually stern voice called out.

"Jill said I could."

"It's ok. I like it," Jill kissed Linda. They cuddled together watching Emma, who sat at Jill's side, molding her boobs like modeling clay. After a minute, the urge to join Emma became too great for Linda and she to began to play with Jill's boobs. Discreetly though. Her hand slowly inched forward till it came to rest on Jill's boob before inevitably squeezing down on it. For her part, Jill propped her hands behind her head, enjoying the loving attention. Before long though, Jill's own hand began wandering...into Linda's butt crack, causing her to jump in surprise. But alas, Jill noticed that the time was getting short and they would have to get back on the road. After making pancakes for everyone, they got in the car and headed out. They all noticed how much more scenic it was compared to yesterday when they had just entered Colorado.

A couple of hours later, after noticing that they were low on gas, Jill pulled into a gas station. Parking at the pump, Jill went inside to pay for the gas and Emma went with her to look at the gift shop. Linda got out to stretch her legs. Walking to the front of the store, she noticed a thin, little girl, younger than Emma, in dirty clothes holding a teddy bear. At first, she didn't pay her no mind, figuring she would soon get back in a car with her parents, but instead, she was on the sidewalk, holding out her bear to whoever passed by, going in and out of the store.

Curious about that, Linda went over close to her, as she held out her teddy bear to a man coming out of the store. "D'ya wanna buy my teddy?" The man smiled, shaking his head as he headed to his car. A woman approaching the store was also offered to buy the teddy bear, "Excuse me, d'ya wanna buy my teddy?" to which the woman also shook her head and went inside. The little girl's face had the most heartbroken look on it.

Linda came over, "Hello." The little girl looked at her silently. "What's your name?" Still, the girl didn't answer. "Why are you selling your teddy bear?" Linda asked.

"I'm hungry" was the girl's faint reply.

"Why don't you ask your mom to get you something. I'm sure she will." More silence. That's when Linda began to notice how thin she was and how dirty her clothes were, and ventured a guess, "Did you run away from home?"

The girl's face became alarmed and she whispered, "Please don't make me go back."

Linda squatted down, reassuring her "I won't. My name's Linda. Where do you live?"

The girl pointed behind the store. Linda followed her expecting to find a small house or trailer like she used to live in, but there was nothing but an empty alley. The girl went behind a stack of pallets and there, Linda saw a dirty blanket on the ground, an empty box of cereal, a cup and nothing else. Linda felt her mouth grow dry as she saw the frightened look in her eyes and the red marks on her arms, and saw herself in this little girl. Gently taking the girl's arm and touching the marks, she barely heard the girl whisper, "I was bad." Linda took a deep breath, wiping her eyes as a sudden cold breeze chilled her.

Looking at the darkening clouds off in the distance, she made a decision, "Hey, we have some sandwiches and cereal to eat. C'mon." The little girl's eyes brighten. Linda took her hand, leading her back around to the front of the store. As they headed to the car, Linda pointed to Emma, "That's my sister, Emma. She's really nice." Walking to the back of the car, where Emma was reaching in through the lowered tailgate into the cooler where the food was, Linda introduced her, "Emma, show her what we have to eat and help her make a couple of sandwiches."

"Hi!" Emma greeted her cheerfully to which the girl smiled for the first time.

Linda went around to the driver's seat where Jill was sitting, a sandwich in her hand. "Who's she?" she asked, taking a bite.

"She won't tell me her name." Linda watched as Emma helped her spread peanut butter on a slice of bread. Linda bit her lip then said quietly, "Jill...we need to take her with us."

"What?"

"She's homeless and she came from a bad place."

"We can't just take her," Jill disagreed, "Let's call the police and they can find a home for her."

"No. She's scared enough as it is and the police and a bunch of strange people would just frighten her more. We can give her a good life."

"That's not how the police would see it. They'll think we kidnapped her. How do you know she even wants to come with us anyways?"

At that moment before Linda could answer, Emma and the girl came over to them. "Can Madison come with us?" Emma asked. Linda and Jill glanced at each other before looking at Emma. "I told her how we're all going to live with your gramma and she wants to come too."

"How did you find out her name?" Linda asked.

"I asked. Well, can she?"

Jill asked, "You want to come with us?" Madison nodded.

Emma added, "I told her how your gramma lives on a big farm in Montana and how nice you are."

"Did you tell her how far away Montana is and that we won't be coming back here?"

"I showed her the map and she said she doesn't want to stay here anymore. She says it's scary at night."

Jill looked at the little girl and had to admit that her pitifulness sucked her in as much as Linda. And if she needed any more convincing, a faint boom of thunder sounded in the distance. Glancing at the dark clouds to the north, she agreed, "Okay."

"Really Jill?" Linda asked.

"Yeah, let's go before something happens."

"C'mon!" Emma exclaimed excitedly as they all jumped in the car.

As they pulled out, Linda turned around, grinning at the new girl in the back. "Welcome to our family, Madison."

The car headed up the highway. Jill and Linda noticed that Madison didn't say much. In fact, the only person she would really talk to was Emma, and they quickly became friends.

"I'm eight. How old are you?" Emma asked.

"Seven."

Pointing to Linda, Emma said, "My sister's ten and that's our girlfriend, Jill. She's really old, like seventeen."

"Your girlfriend?" Madison asked.

"Yeah. At first, just Linda and Jill were girlfriends," Emma explained proudly, "but now we're all girlfriends which means we fuck each other."

In the front seat, Jill and Linda's mouths dropped as Linda jerked around, her eyebrows raised in a clear sign of condemnation, "Emma!"

"Oh, sorry," Emma turned to Madison, "I'm supposed to call it making love."

Linda was flabbergasted, "You're not supposed to call it anything to strangers. That's our private business."

"But Madison isn't a stranger. She's part of our family." Linda didn't know how to answer that.

Jill turned to Linda, "Well?"

"I...I guess she is," Linda responded to Jill, "I just don't want her thinking wrong of us."

"We're not doing anything wrong," Jill told her.

The day passed and Madison opened up more and more, not just to Emma, but to Linda and even Jill. Nobody asked about her past, and for Linda and Emma, they didn't need to know the details because they already knew firsthand. As night came, Jill pulled over into a motel, in Laramie, Wyoming, just inside the Wyoming border. They trooped inside, Emma running to the bathroom and subsequently announcing, "They got a bathtub! I get it first!" She turned on the water and waited for it to fill.

Linda noticed how Madison seemed to be lost and spent a great deal of time, walking around and looking at everything. It reminded her of herself and Emma just two days ago at the first motel that they had come to. Linda guided Madison over to one of the beds, telling her, "You and Emma will sleep here, and me and Jill will be in that bed, okay?" Linda then quietly explained to Emma that, at least for tonight, Emma should sleep with Madison so Madison won't be lonely.

As they were eating their sandwiches while watching a movie on TV, Linda heard the pitter-patter of rain. Going over to the window, she looked out at the downpour. Jill came over to look, putting her fingers to the window, "Wow, it's really cold out there."

Linda remarked quietly in a sad voice, "Imagine being out in this. Wet. Cold. Alone in the dark." Linda turned around and they both stared at Madison, taking a bite of her sandwich as she and Emma watched the movie. "Now she has a soft, dry bed. In a warm room. With a family that loves her." Jill wrapped her arms around Linda as Linda looked up at her. "We did the right thing. We'll give her a good life."

Much later, as Linda was in the shower, she called out, "Jill...can you get my toothbrush from my bag?" Jill hopped up and went over to the counter, where Linda's duffle bag sat. Opening it up, she dug through it, but something else caught her eye. A small notebook with the words "MY ANGEL" written on the cover. Curious, she picked it up and opened it. Inside, it seemed to be a diary with the date, Sep 30, 2018 written at the top of the first page. Each page was a new day. On the first page, below the date, was written:

Tomorrow is the first day at my new school since moving here. I'm so excited and nervous because I'll be starting this new school late in the year. Will it be that much different than my last school? Will the other kids like me? Will I like my teacher? I hope they don't give us homework on the first day. I have everything ready to go in my backpack. I'm keeping my fingers crossed for a great day.

Jill smiled at how adorable Linda sounded and turned the page.

Monday, Oct 1, 2018

My first day was pretty good. I like my teacher. The other kids are nice. The school is so big and there are so many people here. It's nothing like Big Sandy School. I actually got lost a few times. But all in all, I like it. A lot of the boys look nice but I keep noticing the girls. Well, really just one girl. I've only seen her from time to time. Mostly during lunch. She's a senior and so beautiful. I don't know her name but until I do, I will call her Angel.

`Aaah, so Angel is some girl she had a crush on at school*'*, Jill thought to herself.

Tuesday, Oct 2, 2018

I had such a wonderful day. Every time I'm in the halls between classes, I look for Angel in the senior area. She doesn't know that I watch her and I would die if she were to ever find out. But I can't help it. She's so beautiful.

Sunday, Oct 7, 2018

Tomorrow, I'll be able to see my Angel again. Everyday, I can't wait to see her. I still don't know her real name yet, but I like calling her Angel. It just seems to suit her. I've noticed this past week that she always eats lunch with her friends at this one table. Tomorrow, I'll sit there and hopefully, she'll say hi. I know that she will probably just ignore me because she's in high school, but I can still dream.

`Jeez, she was really into this girl. I wonder if I knew her', Jill smile grew broader as she turned the page.

Monday, Oct 8, 2018

I waited for Angel at her table in the cafeteria at lunch. And she came. With two other girls who told me that I wasn't supposed to be there and shoved me down on the floor and threw my lunch on me. Everyone laughed, like it was funny. I was so heartbroken. But above the cruelty, above the humiliation, above it all, was how my angel did this to me. And I heard her real name for the first time. Jill.

The smile on Jill's face slowly faded as she stopped breathing.

They told me later that my new name is Piggy. I kept looking at my angel, wondering how someone so beautiful would want to hurt me so. Maybe tomorrow they'll forget all this.

Tuesday, Oct 9, 2018

They didn't forget. Today was even worse than yesterday. I wanted to tell the teachers but Wendy said she would hurt me if I did. I don't know what to do.

Wednesday, Oct 10, 2018

I didn't eat lunch today. Being fat is what caused all this misery. There's no reason to go on any more. I know this will never end so I must end it myself. I know where Mom keeps her sleeping pills. Tonight, I'll go to sleep and all of this will be over.

"Jill?"

The notebook slipped from Jill's hands, hitting the floor as Jill's head whipped around to the shower. With her eyes tearing badly and her breath trembling in her throat, Jill ran to the outside door, threw it open and ran out into the rain.

"Jill?" Linda poked her head out and saw through the open bathroom door, her notebook lying splayed out on the floor. She turned off the shower, quickly dried off, threw on a shirt and jeans, and grabbed her notebook. Going out into the room, she saw Emma standing at the doorway, looking out.

Emma turned around to Linda, asking, "Where did Jill go? She was crying."

"You two stay here," Linda told them before stepping out. Seeing that Jill was not in the car, she walked along the side of the building, trying to keep under the eaves. Coming around the corner, she saw to her great relief, Jill sitting against the building, hunched over. Running over, Linda called out, "Jill!" and threw her arms around her, "You scared me!"

Jill looked over at her, her face was pale and wet from tears and the rain. "All that time...," said Jill in a very small voice, "...everything that I did to you...and you had a crush on me the whole time...I'm so sorry...."

"Please don't say that," Linda pleaded as she sat beside her, opening her notebook and turning the pages.

"I want to throw up. Why would you want me?", Jill asked.

Handing it to Jill, Linda told her, "Read this." Jill wiped her eyes and took the notebook.

Saturday, Oct 13, 2018

Today, Jill took me and Emma to the art and science museums. It was the best day that I've ever had. I couldn't really pay much attention to the art because I was so nervous with having her beside me. I pretended it was a date even though it wasn't. I can't believe the change in Emma. She's never talked to anyone before and she loves being with Jill. Best of all, Jill wants us all to spend the night together. I'm so nervous, I can hardly think.

Jill's eyes showed some life as Linda told her, "See? It's not all bad." Linda flipped through the pages, "I wrote about everything we did. When you first held my hand...when we first made love..." Linda frowned, "Except I made that a bad day afterwards."

"What do you mean?"

"You now...when I went inside because of what you said about Mama hitting me. It was such a special day and I messed it all up."

"You didn't mess it up. You just got scared."

Linda leaned against Jill, "You saved me and Emma. And now we saved Madison. You're still my angel."

Jill stood up, "Speaking of which, we better get back. No telling what they 're doing." They walked back, hand and hand and saw Emma and Madison still peeking out the door. They all went inside and after checking the time, Linda told them, "Time for bed."

Emma came up to Jill, "Are you okay?"

Jill smiled, still wiping her eyes, "Yeah, I'm fine. I just needed to work through something."

Emma and Madison got into their bed and Linda and Jill got into theirs. With everything that had happened, neither Jill nor Linda were in the mood for anything other than holding each other as they went to sleep.

The next morning, Linda woke up early, needing to pee. She pulled back the blanket, but upon feeling the chilly air on her arm quickly jerked the blanket back over her and snuggled closer to Jill for warmth.

She heard a quiet giggle coming from the other bed, followed by Madison's quiet voice, "Ohhh, you're all gooey!...tastes kinda yummy."

Jill's eyes popped open, her voice suspicious, "What the hell are they doing?!"

Linda sat up, "Emma, what are ya'll doing?" She couldn't see them because they were under the blanket.

"Nothiiiiiiiiiiiing....," Emma's giggle came from underneath the blanket. They next heard Emma whispering, "No, not there. That's my butthole."

Linda, clothed in her nightshirt, crawled out of the bed, pulling back the blanket covering them and her mouth dropped. Both girls were naked. Emma was reclined on her back, her legs spread wide with Madison laying between them. "She wanted to know how we had sex," Emma told her before looking back at Madison, "Ok, move it back and forth."

Linda eyes widened even more when she saw what Madison was moving back and forth. Something sticking out of Emma's tiny sex. "Wh...what is that?!"

Emma grinned sheepishly, "My hairbrush."

Jill's head popped up for a better look. "Wow! Wasn't expecting that!"

"Don't put your hairbrush in there!" Linda winced.

"Why not?" Emma asked, "You put your whole arm in Jill's pee-pee."

"She did?" Madison had a cringing look on her face.

"No, I didn't!" Linda tried to protest.

"Yeah," Emma answered Madison, "She stuck it all the way up to here."

Emma pointed halfway up her arm.

Linda's mouth dropped open as Jill burst out laughing at the embarrassed look on Linda's face. Linda glared at Jill, "It's not funny!"

Jill climbed out of the bed to take Linda's arm, pulling her back to their bed. "Let them have fun," she told Linda, "That's what sex is all about. Besides, this is really hot!" Jill pulled Linda down against her as they reclined on their sides, watching the two little girls. Jill's arm came around, snaking under Linda's nightshirt to fondle her breast.

Emma jerked slightly, "Ooh, right there."

Madison wiggled the hairbrush, asking, "Here?"

"Yeah...Ooh." Emma started again, closing her eyes, "That feels nice." Linda watched as her sister began to succumb to the little jolts of pleasure emanating from her sex. Every now and then, she would make a face and sometimes Madison would ask if it hurt.

As Linda watched, she felt Jill rolling her over on her back, then her nightshirt being pulled off. "Don't," Linda warned, "They might see us."

Jill brought her face close to Linda's, whispering, "They're too busy with each other." Grabbing Linda's small puffy breast buds in her hands, Jill kissed her longingly. "And I can't wait anymore." Her lips moved down to Linda's puffy buds, running her tongue over them liberally. Then situating herself between Linda's legs, she placed her mouth against her pussy. Linda watched her, completely entranced, then glanced over to Emma to find that she was watching her in return. Each was unable to take their eyes of the other. Sister watching sister, which only inflamed the growing feelings inside them.

Emma closed her eyes. `Wow, it*'*s happening', Linda thought in astonishment. Emma's face contorted more and more till she suddenly let out a long, drawn-out groan. Seeing that pushed Linda over the edge and she too began cumming. Jill laid down beside her, rubbing her chest.

Hearing a sudden shriek, Linda turned her head to see Emma and Madison wrestling playfully. She raised up, turning back to Jill, "Do you want me to...?" she asked.

Jill nodded seductively, "Oh yeah."

Linda touched her breast. There was always some sort of draw to them. `Probably because I don*'t have any'*, she thought. She poked it, seeing how soft it was and pushed the nipple inward till it disappeared. She marveled at how it jiggled. And Jill watched all this, rubbing her pussy, unable to hold off any more. She made sure to stay away from her clit though because she knew she was going to explode and she wanted Linda to do that. Jill watched and waited for Linda to moved down to her pussy on her own, but saw that Linda just was having too much fun with her breasts and might never stop.

"Hey," Jill whispered. Linda looked at her. "Why don't you play with my pussy for awhile."

"Okay," Linda said cheerfully. She scooted down and looked at it, "Do you want me to put my tongue in it or my finger?"

"You decide," Jill told her, squeezing her breasts. Linda bent over and carefully touched it with her tongue. She was still a little hesitant about getting pee in her mouth. But soon enough, her fears were laid aside and she was giving it long licks.

"Eeewww!" Madison's laughing voice suddenly started Linda. She quickly pulled up as Emma and Madison giggled with their hands over their mouths.

"You did it too!" Linda told Emma accusingly.

"I was licking off the syrup," Emma laughed.

"Leave us alone for awhile girls," Jill told Emma, "Go watch TV." Jill pulled the blanket over Linda and herself. "They can't see us," she reassured Linda. The sound of the TV coming on caused Linda to briefly jerk her eyes over in that direction. Convinced that the girls weren't going to see her, she curled up close to Jill's pussy and continued licking it. Jill pulled her pussy lips apart to let Linda get more in there. Unlike Jill's brashness, Linda was much more delicate in her licking. Jill didn't mind though because it was more about watching her, then how she was doing it. Jill gazed at her chubby butt and licked her lips, then leaned back against the headboard, savoring everything that Linda was doing, despite how obvious it was that she didn't have the slightest clue as to what to do. But it was that inexperience that Jill loved. There was no hurry and Linda definitely was making her feel good. This continued on for quite awhile....

"Jill, we're hungry," Emma's voice came from outside the blanket.

Jill rolled her eyes angrily, her tone reflecting that annoyance, "I'll make pancakes in a little bit." Seeing that Linda had stopped, she encouraged her to continue. Suspecting that Emma wouldn't stop pestering her for breakfast, she decided that she better speed things along and so she pulled back her clitoral hood, exposing her clit. "Put this in your mouth."

Linda looked at it. "What is it?"

"Pretend it's a popsicle and suck it." Linda carefully did and the sight of her cute little mouth along with the sensation quickly rocketed Jill off in less than a minute. She cried out, then dissolved into a panting, quivering form.

Linda crawled up, nestling against her and asking hopefully, "Did I do it right?"

"Oh, you did it perfectly." Jill pulled her tightly against her, "That was so good."

"Are ya'll done yet?!" Emma's annoyed voice came to them.

Jill sighed frustratingly, then replied back in a not-so-sweet voice, "Yeah, we're done!" She added quietly to Linda, "I guess we should get going. Can 't stay here all day."

Jill threw back the blanket, they got dressed and Jill made pancakes for all of them. As they ate, Jill checked the map and Linda came over and joined her. "It looks like we'll get there sometime this afternoon," Jill told her.

"When was the last time you saw your Gramma?"

"A few years ago when she came to visit. She and my parents had a big argument and they told her they never wanted to see her again. She would call every Thanksgiving and Christmas, but my parents wouldn't talk to her, they would just hand the phone to me so at least I was able to stay in touch with her."

"What's she like?"

"She's great, y'know, like every other grandparent. You'll see when we get there." Later, Jill called her gramma to tell her that they would be there soon. Two days ago, Jill had told her that she would be bringing a couple of girls with her, but didn't elaborate as to why.

They packed up their things and upon walking outside, saw how much colder it was. They quickly got into the car and drove off. They soon came into Montana and stayed on the highway for a good part of the day, then turned off on a smaller road. The hours passed. Linda made them some sandwiches for lunch as they drove, and handed one to Jill. Finally at a little after two in the afternoon, Jill announced while pointing at a road sign, "Whitlash! This is it!" She turned onto a unpaved road while everyone looked around excitedly. There wasn't much to look at, though. It was a tiny community in the middle of nowhere. They kept driving and Jill kept her eyes peeled for where she was supposed to turn. They saw the school, a K-12 school serving the whole county. They drove on by a grove of trees with a river behind it, then Jill turned off on a narrower dusty road that led to a house.

The car slowly stopped and for a long while, nobody got out. They just stared at the house in the disbelief that after such a long trip, which seemed to go on and on, it was all over. They had actually arrived. Even Jill couldn't believe it at first, but eventually, she opened the door and got out, standing in the bright sunlight. As she did, the door of the house opened and a short, robust woman in her early sixties stepped out. For a moment, the woman stared as Jill walked up to her on the gravel path.

"Jill?" the woman called out. At the sound of her name, everything that had led them here: the bullying, falling in love, being separated, leaving her family...it all came bursting forth till she was unable to hold it back. Jill burst out running, her eyes streaming tears until she fell into her grandmother's arms. Gramma held on to her just as tightly and was just as emotional with finally seeing her granddaughter after two years. After a minute of holding on to each other, Gramma pulled back, "You're here."

Jill nodded, still wiping her eyes. Gramma saw over Jill's shoulders the others slowly coming out of the car. Jill turned around and beckoned to them, "Gramma, this is Linda, her sister, Emma and this little one is Madison."

Gramma nodded to each of them, then introduced herself, "I'm glad to meet all of you. My name is Mabel. Now, let's bring your stuff inside and get yourself situated."

They followed Gramma, tromping up the steps to the porch, which ran the length of the house, then inside. Inside, was a rather spacious and rustic living room. With the exception of Jill, everyone slowly wandered about, looking at everything in awe as if they were in a museum.

"Your room is just how you left it all those years ago, Jill," Gramma told her, "The others can use the bunk beds in the other room."

"Uh Gramma...Linda will be sleeping with me in my room."

Gramma looked at her for a second, asking quietly, "Is this what your parents weren't able to accept?"

Jill nodded, "She's why I had to leave. And we couldn't leave her sister behind with her mom. Their mom was really bad. Madison...," they both looked at the little girl looking at some books on a shelf, "...We found her at a gas station living on her own. We don't know how long she'd been there, but we decided to adopt her into our little family."

"The poor dear," Gramma murmured.

At that time, Linda happened to look outside and asked, "Can we go outside?"

"Of course," Gramma told her. Linda opened the glass patio door and soon, she, Emma and Madison were out under the bright blue sky, looking at the wildflowers in the meadow that rolled out before them. Jill and Gramma followed onto the back porch. They watched the girls caper about, chasing butterflies and picking flowers.

"How did all this happen, Jill?"

Jill didn't answer for awhile, her face becoming troubled. "At school, I used to be a different person. Me and my friends were pretty popular and we thought we were better than everyone else. We only hung out with the cool people and everyone else...was beneath us."

"Oh Jill, I can't believe you would be like that."

"I was," Jill insisted, "We were cruel. We hurt people. I...hurt people. I still can't believe some of the things that I did." Her face winced in pain as her voice dropped, "Especially to Linda. She was living in a hell with a mom who would beat her, leaving red marks all over her body, and I was no better. I keep trying to forget everything that I did..." She wiped her eyes, "...but it won't go away. It just keeps haunting me."

Jill took a breath and cleared her head, then continued, "I finally woke up to what I was and became her friend. I lost all of my friends for doing so. But I have no regrets. We began hanging out and...fell in love. One thing led to another and...Mom and Dad found out about us."

Jill's voice had dropped at the last part and she looked at her gramma to see what she would think, but Gramma simply said, "Well, I can see why your parents wouldn't have approved."

At this point, Jill was near tears, "They called me a child-molester, but I'm not. I love Linda. I tried to explain but they wouldn't listen. Said that what I was doing was wrong." Jill wiped her eyes, "I had to make a choice. My parents or my love."

Gramma came over and hugged her, "About what you were in the past...that's in the past and you are not that person anymore. You are a good person who fell in love with someone that your parents didn't agree with. I can see how much you love this girl and all that you've sacrificed in order to take care of her." Gramma pulled back and looked out at the girls. "One of the hardest things in life...is falling in love." Jill turned and joined her in watching the girls play in the field.

"Mabel, can we go swimming in the pond? Puleeeeease!"

Mabel glanced up from watering her plants on the back porch to see Emma and Madison looking and pointing to the nearby pond with its walkway. Madison had her hard-to-refuse look on her cute face. "I suppose it will be okay", Mabel replied, "Do you have swimsuits?"

Both girls shook their heads. Emma asked, "Can we just go in our undies?"

"I guess you'll have to." Both girls grinned as they hastily stripped down to their panties and started tearing down the wooden walkway to the pond, screeching all the way. Leaping into the water, their giggles were soon followed by shrieks as they splashed one another gleefully. `It looks like they*'*ve made themselves comfortable in their new home', Mabel thought as she watched them. She went over to see how they were doing. "Is the water too cold?"

"A little", a shivering Madison answered.

"Hey, you kicked me!", Emma wailed, splashing Madison who giggled and kicked her again. Emma splashed her back and soon both were thoroughly soaked, their hair plastered to their bodies, squirming together in the water. Emma waded back over to the walkway. "I'm going to get my coke!", she called back to Madison. Climbing out and almost losing her panties in the process, she ran back to the house, water dripping from her, panties clinging tightly to her slim body, leaving nothing to the imagination. And Mabel couldn't help noticing all of their little girlish charms.

In her own room alone, Jill was taking out everything that she had packed in her backpack. Mostly clothes and a few odds and ends. She took out everything except for one thing that she left in the backpack. It was something that she would have to speak to Linda about later. She carefully laid her clothes in the chest of drawers and after putting away a few other things, she noticed a colored piece of paper at the bottom of one of the side pockets. She couldn't imagine what it could be and pulled it out. To her surprise, it looked like a card. She opened it and her face paled when she saw written on it, her own handwriting, "I LOVE YOU, MOM & DAD. HAPPY BIRTHDAY." She felt kind of faint in a moment of surreal déjà vu as she recognized the birthday card that she had bought for her parents three weeks ago. With everything that had happened, it seemed more like several years ago. How happy she had been. And they had been a family. And then she just...disappeared. She tried to imagined what happened. Her parents would have been at work. The school would have called her mom to ask why hadn't Jill come to school. Her mom would have called Dad in a panic. They would have gone to the school. She wasn't there. She wasn't at home. She was gone. Probably kidnapped by some sick weirdo. The police would've been called. The days would pass. And during the nights, they would look in at her empty bedroom, wondering what happened....

"Jill?" Jill started with a gasp and jerked around to see Linda. "You okay?"

"Yeah." Linda came over and Jill hugged her tightly, "I just...had a moment that I needed to process."

"We're going to try and catch lighting bugs outside. D'ya wanna join us?" Linda asked.

Jill took a long look at the card in her hand, then laid it on the shelf, answering, "Yeah. Let me get something first." Jill grabbed a pen and a notebook and followed her out to the porch. "You go ahead," Jill told Linda, "I want to work on something." Jill sat down in one of the chairs on the porch, watching them for awhile before opening her notebook. Seeing her parent's birthday card put her in a mind to try and make something of what she was feeling at the moment. Sort of a testimony of her feelings and what this whole situation meant to her. What she had lost and gained. Reading Linda's ode to her angel last night also inspired her to want to put her feelings into words. For the next half hour, she wrote, crossed it out, wrote some more and so on, while trying to make it rhyme, like a poem. A couple of times, Linda came over to see what she was doing, but she would close the notebook, telling her that she would show her later. Finally, she had a few lines that seemed somewhat good. She was particularly proud of how she was able to make them rhyme but more importantly, they expressed her feelings.

Mabel came out on the back porch, calling out, "Suppertime!" The girls came running in and Jill followed them, putting her notebook in her room before coming to the dining room. Before them, on the table surrounded by chairs, was a grand feast. Mashed potatoes, corn, roasted chicken, rolls and cups of milk. Everyone sat down, with Emma announcing, "Finally! No more sandwiches!"

They all dug in greedily as Mabel remarked to Jill, "I must say, it does feel good to have some life back in this empty old house."

They all ate to their hearts' content and a few hours later, it was time for bed. As Jill washed the dishes, Linda took Emma and Madison to their bedroom and tucked them in and turned out the light, telling them, "Good night, girls." Linda went into her and Jill's room, looking around in a state of awe that this was her own room and how different it was from the trailer that she used to live in. As she began putting away her things, she pulled out her notebook. The one titled "MY ANGEL". Opening it to the newest blank page, she began writing.

Moments later, Jill came in. "What're you writing?"

"About everything that's happened so far."

"Lemme see what you're saying about me", Jill gently took the notebook from her hands. Reading Linda's words aloud, she spoke, "Today, we finally got to Jill's gramma's house. It's really big and has a lot of really old things. Emma and Madison absolutely love it. This will be so good for them." Jill paused briefly then added, "And tonight, I will fuck Jill so good she'll be begging me to stop. I'm gonna stick my tongue so deep in her pussy..."

"I didn't write that!", Linda exclaimed, her eyes wide in alarm.

Jill burst out laughing, "I'm sure that's what you were thinking."

"But I'm not gonna say it like that. It's vulgar...and...and gross." Still chuckling, Jill handed her notebook back to her, kissing her forehead. Then going over to her duffle bag, Jill pulled out her own notebook that she had been writing in earlier. She came over, solemnly handing it to Linda.

"It's not much. I uh...just wanted to tell you how I felt about us." She nervously watched as Linda opened it, adding, "I'm not that good at writing so I hope you like it."

Linda took the notebook, thoroughly intrigued.

We met, it seems such a short time ago.

You looked at me, needing me so.

Yet from your sadness, our happiness grew.

And I found out, I needed you too.

Our love kept us warm and though we're alone

We are a family and this is our home

Tears came to Linda's eyes. "Oh Jill...This is...this is so...beautiful. I want to hang this up...No, I want to frame it. We need to buy a frame for it."

"So, you like it?" Jill asked.

"I love it!" Linda laid it on the bedside table as Jill turned on the bedside lamp and then turned out the light. In the dim light of the lamp, Jill slowly took off her clothes in a very seductive manner, taking pleasure in having Linda watch her. Then just as sensuously, she slowly crawled onto the bed, letting Linda get an eyeful of her upraised butt, giving it a tiny bounce before turning and lying down, facing Linda. Jill patted the bed, waiting.

Feeling self-conscious, Linda froze. "I can't do it like that. I'm not sexy."

"Yes, you are. And you don't need to do it like I did."

Linda pulled her shirt up. "Do it slowly," Jill told her. Linda's arms slowed as her shirt came over her head. She unbuttoned her pants. ""Turn around," Jill said. Linda turned away and pulled them down slowly, all the while wondering if she was doing it right.

Stepping out of them, she asked, "How was that?"

"Sexy as hell! C'mere!" Linda crawled onto the bed and layed down beside her. "How do you like our new home?"

"I love it."

"I love you." Jill leaned in and kissed her, bringing her arm around to pull the girl against her. Her tongue lightly tickled Linda's lips before dipping inside to touch her tongue.

Linda pulled back, exclaiming, "Your tongue went into my mouth."

"I know," Jill sighed breathlessly. This girl was really turning her on. Her other hand moved down, squeezing her butt while a finger slid against her slit. Jill raised up above her. Linda gazed at the teen's boobs hanging down above her. She reached out, grasping them and after a while asked, "I wish mine were bigger so you'd have something to play with."

Jill smirked, "Oh you have plenty for me to play with. You have these adorable little buds here." Jill pinched her puffy breasts, then rolling her over, she added, "And this fat little butt here." She swatted Linda's bottom. Linda squealed. Jill leaned over, rubbing her face against Linda's butt cheeks. "God, I love your fat little butt." Jill continued loving her butt for a bit, then laid down beside Linda. There was something she had been meaning to talk about with Linda for awhile but given everything that had been going on, there never was a good time. Now that they had a stable home here, it was as good a time as any.

"Linda, I wanted to ask you about something."

"What?"

"It's something that will make sex a whole lot more fun but I need to explain something first." This and the slight tension in Jill's voice got Linda's attention. "Do you remember how my pussy is a lot deeper than yours and I told you that I've had sex with a few guys before?" Linda nodded. Jill thought for a bit about how to say this. Since Linda was so new to this, it wasn't going to be easy.

"Okay..." Jill thought a bit more as Linda looked at her. "Okay, you know how a guy has a dick?" Linda looked at her blankly. "You do know a guy has a dick, don't you?" Linda shrugged. "Oh boy...," Jill muttered to herself under her breath. "Okay...a boy looks different than a girl. Instead of looking like this...," Jill pointed to Linda's pussy, "...a boy has this...thing that sticks out. And he puts that thing into a girl's pussy."

The look on Linda's face was priceless. A mixture of horror and bewilderment as she imagine it was some sort of alien creature. And of course, this ignorance made her all the more adorable to Jill. "I know it sounds weird, but it feels really good and I have one that we can use."

Linda's eyes widened, "You have a boy's thing?"

Jill grimaced, "Not his actual dick. But one made out of rubber. Let me show you." She jumped up out of the bed and ran over to her backpack and reached inside. Pulling it out, she carried it over for Linda to look at. Linda took it in her hands, feeling the soft rubber and holding out the vinyl straps that was attached to it. "This is called a strap-on dildo. I picked it up at Spencer's at Highland Mall before we left Austin."

"What do you do with it?" Linda asked, still perplexed.

"Well...," she pointed to the pink dildo, "This is what a boy puts inside a girl when they're having sex."

Linda looked at it, her face still baffled. Jill continued, "My pussy is so much deeper than yours because a boy put his thing...," she pointed to the dildo, "...in me and it kinda...made it deeper. And that's what I want to do to you. I know it sounds scary, but it's not and it'll feel really good."

Linda looked at the dildo, "You want to stick this in me so it'll make my pussy deeper like yours?" Jill nodded. "But mine won't go any deeper. It's only this deep." Linda held her fingers out a couple of inches.

"That's what I wanted to ask you about. You have a piece of skin called a hymen that is inside you. This can break it so that your pussy will be as deep as mine."

Linda looked nervous, "Will it hurt?"

"Just a little. It's like getting your ears pierced. It hurts for a few seconds then afterwards, you're really glad you did it."

"My ears aren't pierced," Linda told her. Jill looked at her ears, slightly annoyed that her analogy didn't work. "It'll only hurt for a few seconds?" Linda asked.

"Yes."

"Can I hold you while you do it?"

"Of course." Jill rubbed a bit of baby oil on the dildo's end as well as in Linda's pussy. Then Jill opened Linda's legs and positioned the dildo inside her. Linda wrapped her arms around Jill's neck tightly, burying her face into Jill's chest, expecting it to hurt. "I'm right here," Jill assured her. She slowly pushed the dildo inwards till it popped through. Linda started and then Jill was telling her, "It's over baby. You can open your eyes."

Linda looked down and saw a few drops of blood on the dildo. As her eyes widened in fear, Jill quickly told her, "There's nothing to worry about. That's all there is. It's all over."

"There's nothing else?" Linda asked.

"Nope. That's it. You're not a virgin anymore."

"What's a virgin?" Linda asked.

"Someone who's never had sex."

"But we've been having sex," Linda told her confusedly.

Jill smiled at her, "Never mind."

Linda cautiously stuck her finger inside, wincing slightly, saying "It didn't hurt as much as I thought it would."

Jill helped her off the bed, "Let's clean this up." They went into the bathroom where Jill helped clean her up. Linda poked her finger in again and was surprised to find that it went in deeper then it used to.

Jill led her out of the bathroom and held out the dildo and straps. "Here step through...Now put your other foot in here." Jill pulled the straps tight as Linda watched in wonder. Finally, Jill stepped back, "There. Now you're a boy."

"Huh? How am I..."

"Never mind," Jill told her again. She grabbed the oil and rubbed some on her pussy and more on the dildo, then layed on the bed, on her back with her legs dangling off the edge. She beckoned Linda to come over. Linda shuffled over, all the while, staring at the pink rubber tube bouncing between her legs with every step. Jill lifted her legs back, then patted her pussy. "Okay, stick that thing right in here."

Linda looked at the dildo first, then Jill's pussy with uncertainty, then holding the dildo with one hand, she guided it in, but just stuck it in a little. "What're you doing?" Jill asked.

"I don't want to hurt you."

"You're not going to hurt me. C'mon, put it in." Linda slowly pushed it in. "All the way," Jill coaxed her. Linda did, her eyes widening at how the dildo just kept going in.

Finally, it was all the way in. "Now what?" Linda asked.

Jill smirked at her in surprise, "What do you mean `Now what'? Move it in and out like you did with your arm back at the motel. Remember?"

"Oh," Linda exclaimed as Jill rolled her eyes. Linda, still holding on to it with her hand lest it fall off, backed out slowly till it was all the way out, then she put it back in, just as slowly. Linda continued this while Jill luxuriated not just with that Linda was fucking her, but the careful methodical nature that Linda was doing it. So naïve and yet so hot. And as if to illustrate her point, Linda asked, "Am I doing it right?"

Jill sighed, "Yes, you're doing it right. You're doing it so right."

Linda continued, drawing Jill ever closer till suddenly her orgasm was crashing through her before she realized it. Upon seeing Jill bucking around like crazy, Linda quickly pulled out, thinking she had hurt Jill. When Jill opened her eyes, Linda asked, "Did I hurt you?"

Jill sat up, hugging her, "No baby, you didn't hurt me. You made me feel so good. Thank you." Jill kissed her forehead. Jill laid back resting some more as Linda pulled the dildo off of her.

"What do I do with this?" she asked, holding it out.

Jill raised up, taking it, "Now, it's your turn."

Linda looked nervous, "You're gonna put that in me?!"

"I'll be careful. Don't worry. It's not gonna hurt." Jill pulled on the straps and tightened them. Laying Linda on her back, she rubbed some oil on Linda's little pussy, then carefully pushed it in a couple of inches. Linda sucked in her breath. "Okay?", Jill asked. Linda nodded, her face still looking uncertain. Jill pushed it in a little further and stopped again. With a determined grimace, Linda let out a small breath, then a few quick pants. She nodded, "Okay. Just go slow." Jill slowly pushed it the rest of the way in. Linda watched it fretfully as it disappeared inside her, stammering, "Is this...uhuHHhhh, huh, huhh...it's...it feels..."

Jill stopped, telling her, "It's all the way in."

"It is?"

"Yeah. How's it feel?" Jill asked.

"Really weird."

"It's gonna start feeling really good in a little bit." Jill slowly pulled it out, then back in, moving it at a slow pace. Linda watched it for awhile, then she layed back, enjoying the sensation. "How's it feel now?"

"Kinda nice. It's like...like...I don't know."

Jill kept going. A few minutes later, she noticed Linda's eyes glazing over, `Oh yeah, she*'*s feeling it.' She called out to Linda, "You okay?" Linda didn't answer, only made a low moan. Linda's reactions started getting to Jill and her thrusting became more energetic, but she had to remind herself not to push too hard though so she wouldn't hurt the girl. A minute later, a pained expression crossed Linda's face as she rapidly panted, then suddenly, she sucked in her breath as her fingers clawed at the sheets. Jill stopped, then pulled out. Linda jerked, letting out a strange cry, then fell back, out of breath. Jill stepped out of the straps and crawled on the bed beside Linda. Pulling her upright on the bed, Jill pulled the blanket over them.

A minute later, Linda opened her eyes, whispering, "That felt...magical."

"I know." Jill kissed her.

"Can we do that again tomorrow night?"

"As many times as you want," Jill replied.

"I'm sleepy."

"I know," Jill kissed her again, "Go to sleep now. I love you."

"I love you too."

Down the hall, Mabel was about to fall asleep when she heard the door open. Turning on the lamp, she was surprised to see Emma and Madison poking their heads in. "What is it?"

"Can we sleep with you?" Emma asked.

"It's too scary in there," Madison explained, "We keep hearing scratching in the ceiling."

"Oh, those are just squirrels in the attic," Mabel explained, but upon seeing how spooked they seemed, patted the bed. "Okay, come on."

The girls quickly ran over and jumped into her bed, pulling the blanket over them. The girls snuggled up tightly against her and soon, they all fell asleep.

Mabel opened her eyes. Something was poking her. With the new day's sunlight coming through the window, she glanced about and saw both girls lightly poking her breasts through her nightgown. Stunned to say the least, she exclaimed, "What're you doing?!" The girls withdrew their hands, the looks on their faces obviously hurt. Not wanting to hurt their feelings but wanting to know, Mabel repeated, "Girls?"

Emma started, "We didn't mean nothing."

"We're sorry," Madison echoed in her own sad voice.

"Now girls...," Mabel tried to reassure them, "I'm not angry, just a mite confused is all. Well, since you're all so bright-eyed and bushy-tail, what say we get some breakfast going?"

The girls jumped out of bed and ran back to their room to get dressed. Mabel got dressed herself and soon, breakfast was on the table. Jill and Linda joined them a few minutes later. While they ate, Jill kept noticing Emma and Madison stealing peeks at Mabel every now and then, particularly when she bent over.

Later as Jill and Mabel were on the back porch, watching the others play, Jill said, "Emma and Madison have a crush on you."

"Where would you get a crazy idea like that?"

"From the way that they were staring at you during breakfast. They were checking out your boobs."

"Now Jill, that's the most ridiculous thing I've ever heard. They're too young to be having those kinds of thoughts."

"Well, your boobs are pretty impressive. Who wouldn't want to look?", Jill laughed, "I was their age when I first found my dad's girlie magazines and was checking out the girls in them. It's only natural to want to look at naked women if that's what you're attracted to. It's not wrong. Besides, you should have seen them back at the motel yesterday morning. They were going at it pretty good. They might be able to teach you a few things if you'd let `em." Jill laughed then added, "A lot of kids have crushes on older people. It's normal. They're just looking for someone to love and who will love them in return."

Mabel thought about that and said, "I've been alone for so long, I don't know if I would like to be in a relationship again."

"Everyone needs a companion. To keep them company and to share life with."

"Well, I have all of you to keep me company."

"Having friends is not the same as having someone special to be with."

They continued watching the girls play and Mabel thought about how long it had been since she had been widowed. And finding out that someone had a crush on her sorta scared her. She was used to being alone, though she had to admit that sometimes the nights did get rather lonely. And now that her house wasn't so empty, did she really need someone special to be in her life again?

Morning turned to afternoon and Mabel told Jill, "I need to go into town to buy some things and visit a friend. I won't be gone long." She got into her old pickup and started it up, then drove off. It didn't take long to get to the store. She had to remember to get extra groceries since there were four new mouths to feed.

After she left, she stopped off at a large building that looked like an old two-story hotel. A sign read, OAK CREEK RETIREMENT HOME. She walked inside and addressed the receptionist at the front desk, an older woman. "Afternoon Gladys."

"How you doing, Mabel!" the receptionist greeted her cheerfully.

"Good, good. Granddaughter and some friends are visiting. How's Ellen doing?"

Gladys got up from her chair, shaking her head sadly, "Not too good. She just seemed to have lost the will." They walked slowly down the hall, past the many doors that lined the hall. Some of the doors were open with music playing and the elderly people inside said hello as they passed by.

Gladys continued, "Everyone here gets visits from their family and you can see how much it means to them. But you're the only one who visits Ellen. Her family never comes by. She keeps asking me if her son, Michael has come to visit and it just breaks my heart to have to tell her no. But now that you're here, hopefully that'll cheer her up."

They stood before Ellen's door. It was open, but unlike the other rooms, it was silent. Gladys patted Mabel's hand and smiled hopefully. Mabel stepped in, "Ellen?"

Over by the window, an elderly woman sat in a rocking chair, covered with a shawl. Hearing her name, she called out in a frail voice, "Michael, is that you?"

Mabel walked over, sitting on the bed beside her and taking her hand, "Ellen. It's me, Mabel."

Ellen looked over and recognized her, "Mabel! I thought it might be..." She sighed, "I'm so glad you came. You always come to visit me." Her voice dropped, becoming sadder, "No one else comes, but you always do. Sometimes...sometimes I wonder what's the point of being here if I'm all alone."

"You're not alone," Mabel told her, "You have friends here. And I'm here."

"Yes, but they have their own lives and you're not always here. It's not the same as having someone special just for you. To share moments with. To hold you at night so you don't feel so alone." Ellen grasped her hand, "Cherish your family Mabel. Savor every moment you have with them because you don't want to be alone. You don't know what it's like to be alone. To have no one."

Mabel replied quietly, "I think I do know."

"No...no you don't, Mabel."

Later in the car as Mabel was driving back to the house, Ellen's words echoed in her head, "You don't know what it's like to be alone. To have no one."

After Mabel got back, stepping out of the truck with a sack of groceries and some clothes that she had bought for the girls, Emma and Madison ran up excitedly, "What you get?! What you get?!"

"Oh, just some odds and ends."

"Can you read us a story?"

"Oh very well. Just let me put up the groceries," Mabel replied cheerfully as she followed them into the kitchen. Afterwards, Mabel was in her recliner reading to Emma and Madison in her lap, one on each side of her. Snuggled against Mabel's side, their hands draped casually on her chest and though they were completely focused on the story, their hands absentmindedly stroked her breasts through her shirt as if they were casually stroking a cat. Mabel quite enjoyed it as a comforting massage, not really seeing it as anything other than that. Jill and Linda passed by, with Jill giving Mabel a knowing smile and Mabel brushing it off. But Mabel couldn't deny that it did feel rather nice to have someone, well in this case, two someones, with her and she was rather enjoying their little fingers. In a peculiar way, it reminded her of being a mother again, which she had forgotten about till now.

She paused the story, thinking for a bit, then asked the girls quietly, "Would ya'll like to sleep in my bed again?" Both girls nodded. Seeing this as a sign of encouragement, Mabel continued, "Y'know, sometimes it gets rather warm in there at night and sometimes I like to sleep naked. Would that be all right with you?" Both girls' eyes popped open so wide and with such glee that Mabel knew that this was more than okay with them.

"Can we sleep naked too?", Emma asked in a quiet, hopeful voice.

"If you want to", Mabel replied.

"Could...could we...uh...maybe uh...touch you? Y'know...when we're naked?", Emma ventured.

Now it was Mabel's eyes that were widening, barely whispering, "I think I would like that."

"We can show you how to have sex", Emma continued and Madison added, "It's really fun. You'll like it."

Trying not to laugh, Mabel replied, "Okay."

"It feels really really good", Madison assured her.

"Okay, let's get back to the story", Mabel told them as well as herself.

After the story was finished and the girls were outside playing, she found herself putting away the clothes that she had bought for Emma and Madison, not in their room but in her own bedroom, in their own drawers in the chest of drawers. Of course, Jill happened to pass by and notice this, much to Mabel's chagrin.

"Watcha doing Gramma?" Jill asked in a joking voice as she walked in, although she could very well see what Mabel was doing.

Her face growing warm, Mabel replied, "Oh...I was just putting away some clothes that I had bought for the girls.

Jill smiled, continuing in her teasing way, "Why are you putting them in here instead of in their bedroom?"

"Well, they weren't too comfortable in their bedroom last night and so I thought...um...that uh..."

"That ya'll could get it on in here?"

Mabel looked up at Jill, a scowl on her face, "Now Jill, whatever would make you say such a thing?!"

Jill laughed as she turned to leave, then noticed something draped across the back of a chair. Picking it up, she held it out, revealing it to be a skimpy, see-through negligee. "Why Gramma...," she asked in a mocking voice, "...why would you have something like this?"

Now Mabel's face really turned red. She quickly strode over and snatched it out of Jill's hand, sputtering, "That's just something I sometimes wear to feel pretty."

Jill laughed again, then said, "I'm just teasing. I'm really happy for you to have someone because I know how miserable it can be to not." She kissed her cheek, whispering, "Go...seek happy nights to happy days."

Later that night, Jill and Linda were working on a jigsaw puzzle when they noticed Mabel get up from her recliner. The girls, who had been laying in her lap, jumped up excitedly and quickly ran into her room with Mabel following. Linda glanced at them curiously, wondering, "Where are they going?"

Jill fitted a puzzle piece in, answering, "Oh, they're going to be sleeping with Gramma from now on."

Linda looked at her, "What do you mean sleeping with her?"

Jill grinned at her, "The same way that we sleep together."

Linda drew in her breath, "You mean...they're going to have sex?!"

"Uh-huh."

"My sister...and your gramma? And Madison?!"

"Yep." Jill fitted another piece in, then leaned over and kissed her. "Don 't worry about it. You know Gramma's a good person and the girls really like her...in that way. I caught them checking out her tits a few times."

Linda looked at the closed door, wondering what was happening behind it.

As the girls began excitedly pulling off their clothes, Mabel picked up her negligee hanging on the back of the chair and headed into the bathroom, telling the girls, "I'm going to change into my nightgown." As she undressed, her nerves caught up with her and she kept telling herself how crazy this was. What would her late husband think? Her daughter? Her friends in town? She slipped on the negligee and stared at her barely-covered body in the mirror and she sighed worriedly, though noticing that the negligee still fit rather well. It had been over twenty years since she had worn it, an anniversary gift from her late husband. Back then, she had no qualms about wearing such a thing, but today at sixty-three years old, her body wasn't as hot as it used to be and her breasts sagged quite a bit. `Well...the girls think I*'m still hot and that'*s all that matters.'

She turned out the bathroom light and stepped out of the bathroom. The bedside lamp cast a soft glow about the room as she went over to the bed. The girls, grinning gleefully, were sitting on the bed naked, on their knees, and upon seeing Mabel in her skimpy, see-through nightgown, their mouths dropped. Mabel climbed into the bed.

For a good minute, no one moved or spoke. Mabel decided she needed to broke the silence, telling them, "Come over here," patting beside her. The girls shuffled over, their eyes still bugging out, but they still didn't do anything. Licking her lips nervously, Mabel ventured, "Should I take this off?"

Both girls slowly nodded, seemingly spellbound, totally fixated on her. Mabel pulled up her nightgown, rocking back and forth on her hips as she managed to get her gown off, releasing her large sagging E-size breasts so that they hung down, to the gasps of both girls. "C-can you...", Emma started breathlessly, "...can you get on your hands and knees?" Mabel rolled over and raised up onto her hands and knees.

"OhmyGod!", Emma blurted out as a squeal escaped Madison. She quickly covered her mouth, with the most shocked expression on her face. After another minute of stunned silence, sweet little Madison stuttered, " Can...can...can..." She was having trouble getting her words out, "...can you...kinda...make them...move around?"

Mabel rocked back and forth slightly, causing her boobs to sway. The girls' reactions were even more incredulous. Despite their obvious eagerness, they didn't make any effort to try and touch her. Seeing that she would need to make the first move, Mabel gently took their hands and brought them over, placing them onto her breasts. She felt Emma's fingers slowly digging in as the girl squeezed tightly. Mabel reached over, cupping little Madison's cheek, "It's okay. You can play with them."

Both girls dove in, squeezing, pinching, lifting and even pushing their faces into them. Madison crawled over Mabel to be on the other side so she could play with Mabel's other breast. Emma then got the bright idea of lifting the breast in her hands as high as it would go and dropping it, watching with great pleasure as it smacked loudly against Mabel's belly. Madison followed this and soon after, they began dropping Mabel's breasts on their hands and even their heads.

Becoming just as excited as the girls, Mabel asked, "How bout...we play mommy and babies. I'll be the mommy and you two will be my babies. Do you know how a mommy feeds her babies?" The girls shook their heads. "Babies need to suck from their mommy's breasts. Come lay your heads down in my lap and I'll show you."

Their faces lighting up, the girls quickly turned around, and layed down on their backs, their heads resting on Mabel's thighs, looking up at her expectantly. She guided a nipple into each of their open mouths and they began slurping away.

"My my, such hungry little babies," she cooed over them, stroking their cheeks. The girls giggled at this and kept suckling as she leaned back, rubbing their chests and sighing in contentment. She was glad that she decided to do this, never imagining it would be this good.

After several minutes, Madison sat up, stating, "I want to play with your pee-pee."

"Oh, me too," Emma stated. As they settled in between her legs, they began pulling her lips apart and poking their fingers inside, oohing and ahhing the entire time.

Mabel jerked at the sudden poking, "Gently, gently. Here let me help." She held back her outer lips so that the girls had a good view of everything. "Okay, touch it softly and if you want to, you can lick it."

"Lick it?" Madison exclaimed.

"Yeah," Emma told her, "Jill put syrup on hers so it tastes really good."

"Ooh, can you put syrup on yours?" Madison asked.

"I don't see why not," Mabel replied, getting out of bed while grabbing a bathrobe from the closet and slipping it on, "Let me get some from the kitchen." She quickly darted out to the kitchen and hurried back, trying her best to hide the syrup from Jill and Linda, who were still working the puzzle.

"Whatchu got there, Gramma?" Jill teased, knowing very well what she had.

"Nothing!" Mabel replied back in a flustered tone. Back in her room, she slipped off the bathrobe, climbing back in the bed. Popping open the lid of the bottle of syrup, she poured a little bit onto her pussy and smeared it around with her finger. Both girls pushed their faces in, licking the sticky sweetness between her legs. As the girls licked it all off, she would dribble a little more on till soon their little faces were glistening a caramel color.

Their little tongues amazed Mabel, creating all sorts of sensations that she had quite forgotten about. More than that was their enthusiasm. The slurping noises and constant giggling enchanted her, adding to the moment. Emma kept poking her head up and reaching over to touch Mabel's breasts till, unable to resist them anymore, she jumped up and scooted back up to grab Mabel's breasts. Mabel watched amused as she kneaded them as if they were large wads of play-dough.

Madison, meanwhile, continued on with Mabel's pussy, a curious, rather comical look on her face as she worked with determination, furrowing her brow and biting her lip in earnest effort. Frustrated over her inability to stay on her clit, Mabel decided to help her out. "Madison honey...can you rub this right here", Mabel touched her clit.

"This little bump?", Madison's cute little voice asked.

"Yes."

Madison rubbed her finger over it as Mabel closed her eyes. Momentarily, she gave a little shiver and then heard Madison's small voice, "Did it hurt? "

"Oh no. It feels very nice."

After a couple of minutes, she heard Madison's voice again, "Are you peeing? "

"No."

"But it looks like you are."

At first, Mabel didn't know what she was talking about, the she remembered decades ago, to when she and her husband would be intimate and how it affected her. Slightly embarrassed, she replied, "That's just something that happens when I feel really good."

"You pee when you feel good?"

Mabel sighed quietly, patiently explaining, "No Madison, it's not pee. It's kinda like water that comes out of me when I feel good."

"Does it feel good?"

"It feels very good."

A minute later, Mabel heard Madison's voice again, "There sure is a lot of pee coming outta you."

"It's not pee", Mabel reminded her.

This got Emma's attention, causing her to peek over to see what was going on. "You're getting it all over your hand", she told Madison. Turning to Mabel, "You're getting the bed all wet."

"That's okay. I'll wash the sheet in the morning."

Soon afterward, Madison's little fingers began to have an effect on Mabel's clit. Mabel grunted and instead of a trickle of fluid running down her thigh, a brief stream squirted up in the air, hitting Madison square in the face. Emma burst out laughing, "OhmyGod! She peed on your face!" She clambered over Mabel's leg, "I want her to do it on me!"

Eager to comply, Madison furiously rubbed Mabel's clit, releasing another squirt onto Emma's chest. "Do it again!", Emma happily called out as Madison kept rubbing. A third, smaller stream came out as Mabel shivered violently through her orgasm.

"Stop!...Stop!...", Mabel gasped, pushing away Madison's hand, "That's enough..." She gulped in breaths of air, completely drained of energy.

"Are you alright?", she heard Madison ask.

"Yes...I just...need to rest", Mabel weakly answered.

The girls came over, laying beside and snuggling against her. She wrapped her arms around them. A few minutes later, she felt rested enough to open her eyes and look over at them. They looked at her keenly. Madison's hair was wet, still dripping from Mabel's juices. "Oh Madison, I'm so sorry."

"I liked it."

"Me too!", Emma echoed.

"Well, I'm glad you did. I must really thank you girls. I can't tell you how good that felt."

"Did it feel really really good?", Madison asked, pleased with herself.

"Yes."

"Do you want us to do it again?", Emma asked.

"Oh no. I don't think my body could take it. What I would like to do is to make you feel as good as you've made me feel." Mabel thought about what to do, being that this was all quite new to her. She looked over at the girls staring back expectantly. "Okay." She thought some more, "I guess...maybe you two could lay on your backs."

The girls slid down till they were laying on their backs, their eager eyes on Mabel. Mabel looked at their bald little pussies, so tiny and smooth compared to hers. She gently rubbed them both, one with each hand. She didn't really know what she was doing and kept watching the girls to judge their reactions. The girls turned out to be quite ticklish and Mabel took great pleasure in rubbing their pussies with her thumbs while tickling their bellies. But soon enough, their squirms and giggles settled down as Mabel's hands began to stimulate them. They grew very quiet and Mabel marveled at how they seemed to lose focus of her, their glassy eyes staring off into space. Soon, their hips began slightly bucking.

A painful look came over Madison's face with a quiet whimper. At first, it worried Mabel that she had hurt the child but then realized that she was having a very intense orgasm. She spoke soothingly to the girl, reassuring her that everything was okay. As Madison quietly cried out, Emma whispered in a shaky voice, "Y-yeah...r-right there..." Turning to her, Mabel saw that Emma was having her own orgasm. Her voice strained, " Uh...uh...uuuuhhhhh..."

Madison seemed to be asleep and Mabel whispered to Emma, "Emma...you okay?"

Emma's eyes opened halfway and smiled weakly, whispering in her out-of-breath voice, "That...was...so...awesome."

Though Mabel wanted to let them rest, she saw that they really needed to wash off their sticky faces. She roused them awake, pulling them up and helping them into the shower. The warm water woke them up and soon, they were wide awake, chattering away at how incredible it was. Mabel washed them lovingly, like a mother washing her babies, then dried them off. Mabel pulled off the soiled sheet and put on a clean one, then they crawled into bed and Mabel pulled the blanket over them. The girls cuddled up against her, one on each side, and she kissed their foreheads, saying, "Such sweet little girls. How did you two get to be so sweet?"

Emma shrugged, "I dunno." Madison added, "Must have been the cookies that we ate."

Mabel chuckled, "Must have been."