Compromise Part 1

Chapter 110

Compromise

Part 1

After breakfast, Mom Rothwell left to go shopping taking Mrs. Kenly with her. Dad sent the boys to take Sparky for a nice long walk, leaving Jared in charge as they took Kenly sisters with them to go skinny dipping. Mr. Kenly took a seat across from me; I cringed knowing here we go, here comes that long chat my mother wanted to have. Mr. Kenly broke the ice stating. “That was some storm last night.”

I grinned think how Mom Rothwell and I had sex in the rain. My mother was sitting on the other side of me and started stroking me. Then laughed said “Oh God it was a night to remember, hell his father never made love to me like my son did last night, not even before we were married. If I had to guess it was four straight hours.” Mom kissed me and not on just on the cheek or the lips a full blown kiss, hell I haven’t ever seen my mother kiss my father that way. Heck, I can’t even remember them kissing.

I cringed asking a dumb question. But I knew the rules of dumb questions are the ones never asked, I said. “So Mom you’re not mad at me?” 

Mom shook her head and said. “Disappointed maybe, for not telling me, but no, I am concerned about what is going to happen when we get home because it will be just me and you and your brother for the biggest part of the day.”

Mr. Kenly grinned. “Oh, I don’t think you have anything to worry about. I happen to know a few girls and a few boys as well that would love the opportunity to be with your son Linda. If we could come up with a comprise that we can all agree on.” He pulled out a notebook and pen. “We will call it the special list.” Dad stretch his legs under the table let his robe open all the way as our feet touched playing footie. Dad had lent Mr. Kenly one, to be one of us.

Mom looked great in hers as I smiled. “A special list for only a select few like a private club, I like it. Number one; no girl or boy under the age of 16, well except my brothers of course,” 

Mr. Kenly wrote it down, and Dad said. "Only if both parents and us approve it, meaning Mom and I and their parents.”

I added. “Ok then let's make it so I make the final decision if I say no, then it is final regardless if you and Mom approve it and them. I am not raping any kids that are not my brothers and sister’s, correction I am not raping anyone period, but I will stay open minded providing they talk it over with me first and all parties agree, I am not going to jail on rape charge.” Dad nodded that was acceptable.

Dad said. “No getting a girl pregnant under any circumstance.” 

My mother agreed that was an excellent idea and said. “You can have sex with special permission like always using a condom and they are on birth control and are 16 or 18.”

Dad glared at her, she said. “What? I am only planning for it if or when it happens. No one is perfect Robert Rothwell, it does happen. So why not plan on it happening before it happens, it’s not like he’s actually going to do it. Or the fact it’s going to disqualify him for going on a mission. You and I know that’s never going happen, after last night no telling how many girls he has been with.

“Hell I had sex with many boys before I met his father, and I can guarantee he didn’t wear a condom when we made out in the church parking lot, two or three weeks before we were married. And I had lost count on how many times I did him orally over the years before we even decided to get married and what his father doesn’t know about was how many boys I had been with in the back of their car’s having sex.”

Dad and I spit orange soda across the table. I said. “Mom, too much information I didn’t want to know.”

Mom said. “It was the sixty’s you know, make love not war? I am just being honest son isn’t that why we're talking about sex, and I am not talking stimulation or masturbation. I talking full-blown sex like you was doing outside in the rain last night, man I need a man like that.”

Mr. Kenly reached over in front of me grab my mothers breasts. Stating he was game if she was. Mom did grin and reached across me and grabbed his penis and gave it a nice good stroke.

Dad coughed brings us back to the table. Dad said. “Ok so if we accept a condom then I am adding both parents permission, a full discloser stating yes my daughter knows what sex is and is taking birth control and is seeing a doctor regularly and they have sat down and talked to their bishop or clergy and signed off on it. meaning four signature or one depending on if they only have one parent, no offense Linda, but I am putting you in that category knowing who or what your husband is.”

Mom passed it off said. “No offense taken, I am not proud of the fact of what he has and is still doing regarding choices when it comes to how he treats his sons.” Everyone agreed.

I said. “Ok, my next rule is and is not a compromise. No one urinates in my mouth, butt or on me. No one sticks anything in my butt. I don’t care what it is, more so with boys than girls, but I prefer they didn’t. I will not be with anyone that hasn’t bathed first and hasn’t good grooming habits, like fresh breath with mouth wash, hair combed and nails clipped.

“I will comprise on whether we bathe together first or and afterward, and I will comprise that I or Mom and Dad show them or their own parents what we mean by grooming, but it is up to them afterward. That way I know for sure their parents had talked about it and they have an open relationship, so when I show up to their house and say ‘hi, by the way, I am nudist.’

"When we come out of the bathroom or bedroom together naked they don’t go nuclear and call the cops on me for trying to rape the person I am with. Noticing I had just made today’s news.”

Dad laughed and so did Mr. Kenly, imaging the parents that could happen too. Mom, on the other hand, didn’t find it all that funny and neither did I, considering if I was caught with a boy or a girl when my father or sisters walks in the door what could happen. “I am just saying it could happen. Don’t want my name on the sex offenders list before I turned 18.”

I didn’t know if this was a good time to ask while the iron was hot, but I needed to know what everyone’s opinion was so I said. “I am proposing a compromise that I no longer participate in my duties as a priest like blessing and passing the sacrament just so I can please you. I am being frank I don’t like it; I don’t want to do it and personally rather not be there at all.

“Watching a bunch of mindless sheep when all these years they haven’t done anything to stop my parents from abusing me, sorry Mom I know you have changed, but it bothers the hell at me every time they think oh it's ok if their parents do that. We just needed to forgive them and let them keep doing it. Besides I can guarantee you I am not serving a mission, if I could so what’s the point in jumping through the hoops. I will do it if you ask me too because I love you. So am just putting it out there.

“But my comprises is that I will attend church as a member of the congregation, but only if Bishop Earl and Bishop Sakes is the bishop. If Bishop Crawford is still bishop acting or not I will sit home rather then be in that mans presences. For if I do I will kill him with my bare hands, that’s not threat it’s a promise. I do not like that man and never did, even more so knowing he tried to rape my brother in his office and give him drugs and pass him around for sexual favors. Sorry Dad that I said anything, but you said no secrets and Mom and Mr. Kenly have a right to know.”

Mr. Kenly slammed his fist on the table. “He did what? And I am just finding out? Mr. Rothwell, you said I would be the first to know, by the way, son. I am no longer Mr. Kenly or Brother Kenly or Officer Kenly to you. I am just plain old Tom considering you had my penis in your mouth last night and I had yours and we both know you more intermittently considering what I saw and felt after I kissed you.

"I am sure my wife would say the same thing. You should also note she too can’t get pregnant and told me she would love you to make love to her the way you did with your foster Mom. In hopes, I would learn how in the hell you made love for four or more hours; when I’d be lucky to last the hour.”

I blushed and groaned Dad came to my rescue stating Mom been giving me horny pills for weeks and energy shakes. To keep me fertile too satisfy all my girls or my penis would have fallen off a long time ago.

Mom spits her drink across the table laughing. “So that’s how he can regenerate so fast?” Asking Dad if she could borrow some for my father, repeating “I do need a man,” which stated she hadn’t had sex for a very long time, yew, too much information. I felt Dads foot lifting up and saw it tickle Moms sweet spot, she blushed and tickled it his foot. I swear parents are just crazy once they have given permission.

Mr. Kenly, sorry Tom went back over the list of comprises. Clarifying them into a readable form said he will type it up when he gets home tonight. But for now, he just wanted us to sign it that we all agree. Dad and my mother said they will think about the church rule, but for now it was acceptable stating if there are more priests to fill the position then I wouldn’t have too, but if there are not then I would.

I accepted it and signed my name. Mom Rothwell came back somewhere around two according to Dads watch. Giving my new one to Tom to put on me and activate it when we get home. Considering the power and phone lines problem do to the micro-burst.

Plus I really never needed it until I was going home with my mother as soon as I was packed and her tent was taken down. Personally, I really didn’t have a lot to pack. Clothing was not needed, considering I had my own wardrobe at my mother’s house. In some ways, Mom was getting what she been wanting to do for a very long time to take me home in my birthday suit other than my robe, and flip-flops.

Mom Rothwell bought me my own grooming kit and one for my personal uses so my mother could groom me at home whenever she wanted too including soaps and lotions that were my favorite flavors for me to add with my grooming kit. And a book on massage for her, the same book I had read from cover to cover.

Giving her my vitamins, my meds and a bottle of horny pills to give too my father and me and the recipe for her energy shakes with some of the hard to find ingredients that can only be found in health stores and where she could pick up more pills if she ran out at the local Santaquin drug store. I did, however, did take my photo album so Mom and my brothers and Tom and Bishop Earl could look at it and my huge box of letters.

Mom promised me that my father would never see it, placing it inside the car with her and Aaron’s sleeping bags. I gave Sparky a quick goodbye telling him my brothers will take good care of him. I didn’t like leaving him behind, but I knew very well how my father would react if I brought home a pet of any kind. The dog my mother had named Frosty had died and my father had refused to replace him. Once they moved into the house on the hill.

Mom and Dad and my brothers each gave me a long passionate kiss and I cried in their arms promising them I would behave and not get into trouble, telling me they’d be home on Thursday or Friday. If I need them… all I would have to do is call my sisters and they would come and get me, but I better have been in my safe homes long before that happened.

Man, I wanted to poke myself with a safety pin or cut myself with a knife. So wouldn’t feel anything, but I promised Mom and Dad I wouldn’t. That I needed to feel, not feel anything only makes the problem worse not better.

My mother told me to drive passing me the keys. She knew I didn’t have a real license, but no one was going to say anything. After all, I was 16 and almost 17 in just a few more months and would be taking classes in the spring. She knew I could drive and have been driving over 1,000 plus miles on our vacation and logged more miles at home.

Tom followed us home and did a quick walk through making sure everything was where it was supposed to be and made sure the basement fruit and storage room was locked.

He had his own key made to the house, to the shed, and to my room. He checked to make sure my phone worked as well as the window and the door, before being satisfied. A strip search wasn’t necessary considering he had already seen me naked numerous times in the last day and a half and most of the night.

He had just left out the door when Mom noticed a letter pinned to the door. That had slipped our notices; it was addressed to her and me. It said I was instructed to call Bishop Earl when I got home and wanted to visit with me. Personally, I had been dreading it, but I also knew if I had any chance of finding my answers he’d be the one to give them to me.

Mom said I could take a shower or long hot bath first, stating he been waiting this long, an hour or two more isn’t going too hurt. I had to agree I smelled of old dirt and rainwater. And good hot shower would do me good.

Mom and I had a nice long chat on the way home stating she makes all the decision when it comes to me, not my father, considering he no longer is my father, Mr. Rothwell is and if he didn’t like it was just plain tough. I was also told to call my grandmother because she had been worried sick about me so I made that phone call first. Like Mom said he could wait and isn’t going to kill him.

My mother had to ask what the T stands for as my middle initial. She laughed when I told her it stood for Tiger. Which now made perfect sense knowing how I roared last night and other oddities she became of where of.

When I called my grandmother I thought she would give me an ear full, but she did yell a lot when she found out I was at a nudist colony for two weeks. Having Mom deal with her, only to put me back on the phone, she didn’t want to talk to my mother she wanted to talk to me.

Mom hadn’t told her that she had signed the adoptions papers. When I told her she nearly had meltdown wanting my mother back on the phone. Mom quickly stated it was open adoption and she and I both got what we wanted. Parents that loved me and she could have me anytime she wanted without family court or a caseworker.

She yelled. “Linda you could have done that years ago and we wouldn’t be in this mess.” My mother took it as she gave it out. Stating she was in the wrong and now she was making it right. Mom gave her my new name said they agreed that I could keep my first name in respect for her, but my middle name and last name was the Rothwell’s choosing to cut the ties from my father altogether.

I waited for the screaming to begin, but all she said she could live with that and asked if my father knew. She cringed when she hadn’t told him yet and would do so when he came home tonight. My mother waited as the phone was silence grandma said she better or she was going to shove her shoe up my mother’s a*s so far that not even flashlight wouldn’t see it. She told me I was to call her every night or she’ll blister my bottom regardless if my last name was not shepherd, she was still my grandmother. I grinned said I would and loved her.

I hung up the phone dialed Bishop Earls home. He picked up on the second ring he heard my voice and asked, “are home are you trouble?”

I said. “Yes I am home and no I am not in trouble.”

He laughed. “You think so do you? I happen to know you are in big trouble so you better at my house within 15 minutes or I coming up to get you. Tell your mother not to worry about fixing dinner. Oh, I want to see those pictures of your vacation that I have heard so much about.”

He hung up the phone and I relayed the message to Mom as she told Aaron to get dressed as I raced down the hall brushed my teeth, and quickly rinsed my mouth with mouth wash, put on some clothes and hating it. There was no time to unpack the car as we rushed down to his home, knowing he would keep his promise.

Mom had left a quick note for my father saying we were home, but had leave and do whatever he would like for dinner. When we arrived Bishop Earl was just putting on his shoes and was about to come to get me. I was 45 minutes late. Having to wait on Mom to make her self beautiful and take a shower the only good thing that saved time as Aaron and I shared one.

Bishop Earl pointed to his watch stating I was late. Then grabbed me and hug the stuffing out of me. Only to be assaulted by his wife. Mom quickly apologized, told him we had just come home and wanted to bathe first. He said. “Linda I don’t care, you could have done all those things right here and you know it. Hell, you could have arrived naked and nobody here would even care. You know that, when I say now, I mean now, not 45 minutes later. Now get in here and give me a hug or I am going to turn you all over my knee.”

He pointed to a chair having me sit next to him and Mom sitting in the other chair facing us as Aaron took the other seat next to him. “Now,” he said. “I want details, no leaving anything out. I had already got veg answer from your Dad, oh yes son I know all about the adoption and honestly, I couldn’t be more pleased. However, the choice of your vacation is a whole other issue. Got veg answers from Mr. Kenly as I had just gotten off the phone wondering what was taking you so long to call me when he’d been home almost 2 hours or more?”

Mom apologized stating I needed to bathe and call my grandmother. He held up his hand said. “Good reasons, but again you could have called her here and bathed here, for Christ sakes how many times have I seen you, naked son? When I summons you, boy, I mean now, not 3 hours later.” Now stop dawdling.”

I placed the photo album in his hands and cringed as he turned the page when he opened it. Seeing girls and more girls all naked as the day they were born with me beside them. I blushed when I told him what I did, Mom knew and my brother knew most of it. He didn’t say anything as he turned the pages. He just kept looking; I noticed he was getting a hard-on when he noticed my three mermaids. He said. “So you are telling me you been with these particular girls the most?” I nodded I had he wanted details so I gave them.

His wife gave us each some lemonade telling us dinner would be ready in a couple of hours or so. Telling Mom and Aaron that everyone else in the back either swimming or in the hot tub. Mom stated we didn’t bring a bathing suit. She giggled and said. “Linda dear you don’t need bathing suits.” Then I remind Mom that heirs were still in the car with the rest of their clothing. Mom breathed a sigh of relief. I knew how she felt being naked around people because she wasn’t skinny like my foster Mom or my sisters.

Bishop Earl motioned them to go. Dismissing them as I was about to go with them until he told me. “We are not done yet, son. Not by a long shot. In fact, we are just getting started. Now where we? Oh yes. Stimulating your pretty girls and your friend Dillon as well as your family; I like that word it sounds better than masturbation, but go on tell me in great detail what you did and how you did it. I will know if you are lying, remember that all I have to do is look into your eyes see you sweat. You know it I know it.”

It was almost three hours before I had told him everything and felt drained. Like my foster Mom, his wife liked everyone dressed for dinner. Which wasn’t a problem considering I was and Mom and Aaron had come dressed?

He reintroduced me to his kids and told me. Greg is my age 16 and his daughter Cindy had just turned 17 and was going to graduate this year. Everyone else was under 15 Greg’s brother Chad was 15 and shy of two months before he had his 16 birthday and his younger brother Tim was the same age as Aaron being both 13 right on down to his last daughter Sam short for Samantha is 12.

He noted the ages for a reason and I knew why seeing the notebook that Mr. Kenly and we comprised to who would belong to our or my special club. I swallowed hard as he dropped the bombshell at the table; telling me that Greg and his daughter Cindy would like to join my special club. I wanted to run under the table, and hide.

I swallowed hard asking him he understood what he was implying? Mom looked at me and she too was feeling a little uncomfortable. Man, it was hot in here, as loosened my shirt around my neck. He said. “No lies and no secrets if I remember right son according to your Dads contract I and my wife signed it as well as the rest of my children.”

I knew they had I had seen the signatures. I stated that I had, he said. “Good, we are on the same page. So after dinner, you and I and Greg or going into the bedroom and you are going to show me and him what it means to be in your special club. Then I will make a final decision and either I will sign it or I won’t. Providing you mean everything you say and have told me, according to your rules and compromises.”

I asked. Greg if he was sure? Telling him I am not to about to force anyone. He answered more eager then I expected, looked me in the eye and said. “Yes I am giving you my permission and I mean all of my permission,” stretching out the word “all.” I nodded and cringed inside knowing I had been given permission not only by Greg but his parents. I knew he had bathed because his hair was still wet from the pool. So that issue passed.

Mom said. “Good… how long do you need son?”

I told Mom. “It could be a while because it's not like we strip and I have my way with you and be done within thirty minutes or less and say call me?” Greg and his parents laughed when I said that. Man, what have I just got myself into?

Bishop said. “He would drive him home if she didn’t want to wait. Suggesting I or they could spend the night and bring him home in the morning.”

Mom knew perfectly well that I could be all night so she said. “Fine by me, he’s already called his grandmother so that’s not an issue and I would have few minutes alone with his father when he comes. I’ll leave Aaron here with him so if Jim gets upset he won’t take it out on my boys. His sleeping bag is still in the car Eric is the only one that doesn’t have one except at home.”

Bishop put up his hand up halting her. “Linda stop, you know as well as he does he won’t be needing a sleeping bag. Christ woman how stupid do think we are? Son go out and get what you needed and we will have some dessert.”

Greg leaned over and whispered in my ear and said.” Unless you want me to be the desert?” And licked my cheek. did I mention how hot it was in here? I hadn’t been home more than a few hours and here I was about to be intimate with another boy and his sister.