There Goes The Neighborhood Part 2

Chapter 199-1

There Goes The Neighborhood

Part 2

 

As usual, my sisters didn’t help clean up after dinner, not that we needed any help with all my Santaquin friends here and my mermaid friends. My father too made no attempt to help as he watched and glared at us. I knew it bothered him seeing my friends run around the house barefoot in regards to the boys. The girls he didn’t care so much it was the guys he had problem with. And with the cops outside and Tony’s team walking the streets as well, he didn’t dare say one word, or dare to challenge me or my friends into a fight, mostly? He knew if he did he’d be spending this entire week in a jail cell where he couldn’t keep his eyes on Susan and Becky.

I don’t know why he still believed that they were sweet and innocent, it didn’t matter how many times he had been told the Susan and more so Becky had lost their virginity a long time ago. Susan sooner then Becky maybe by a few months, either way, the cat was out of the bag and he still believed that they were still innocent as the driven snow. It was no contest in regards to me, he knew without a doubt I wasn’t innocent, he knew I had sex multiple times with many girls. Nor did Mom and I or my friends hide the fact.  Yet what I had been told by my grandmother and my mother… My father too wasn’t as innocent when it comes to sex.

My mother would tell me they used to spend time in the backseat of his car parked behind an LDS church building and he would make her howl like a wolf in heat. This was very hard to believe, considering the way he was when he was around me and seeing the girls I had with me and not foam at the mouth when they expose that nice tender skin and plump breasts as I taste them. Shouting how immoral I was, when he himself had been with many girls when he was my age.

Yet when reminded of that, he denied everything; my mother and my grandmother would say. ‘Your four children had to come from somewhere, it isn’t like you went to the store and took them off the shelf.’ My father would blush and growl angrily and quickly make an exit.  Normally most kids would go Yew gross when their parents had sex or started kissing each other. I never had that problem, mostly because my parents seldom if ever kissed in front of us or announced to the world they were having sex. In some ways they were not my real parents considering they didn’t raise me, my many foster parents were actually my real parents. 

And besides my parents didn’t share a bed anymore with my father always sleeping on the couch rather in the same bed as my mother; which started the moment my mother turned over a new leaf and stop becoming the abuser and became a mother instead. Not a perfect mother by any definitions, she still had her bad habits that would crop up from time to time. But she never laid a hand on me ever again when she changed. Instead, she grew distance, later on in life, mostly because of Susan and my father… with me and Aaron out of the picture. Susan and Becky became center stage until Becky too was pushed out of the picture so Susan could take total control and insisted to be the only child, well the one that mattered.

With my father home to ensure no one wandered the house, he instead they either slept in my room our Becky’s room since she was more than willing to give up her room. No one was allowed to sleep downstairs in the basement other than Susan and Aaron, whose doors would be locked and checked often to make sure they remained inside their rooms. Nobody was allowed to come out of the rooms unless they were completely dressed to use the bathroom.

Yet my mother overruled him telling him this was her house not his and these were her guest. If he didn’t like it he could leave and spend his nights down at the church house on a cot he had stored in his little hide way up on the upper floor which was storage room and also one of the hottest rooms in the building during the summertime because it had no windows and being so close to the roof; either way Susan and Becky would remain here and because of that he slept on the couch with one eye opened and remained alert the moment someone walked the hallway to use the bathroom or get a drink of water. Wearing nothing but a robe of some kind going against his wishes in regards to being fully dressed. Which was stupid consider people seldom slept fully dressed.

However we did our best not to anger the monster that was watching us, but neither did we go out of our way to please him, in fact, we disregarded the rules altogether by going naked on purposes. To the point, he pounded on my mother’s door and fetched Susan and took them down to the church with him. Well until Becky refused to go with him which made him even madder, said she was going with us when we went shopping. And now that my mother had a car again he made her take them down to the church house. He didn’t care if it was 4 in the morning and he didn’t have to be at work until 8. He wasn’t about to spend any more time then he had too at home with people that flaunted themselves down the hall in less than a robe to get a drink of water.

It wasn’t my problem that he was being an a*s; I had my own problems to deal with. Mostly it was keeping promises that I had made in regards to Robert and Michael. My father just complicated things making it so we didn’t have an inch of space to move inside my room. It was mostly for one night, and mostly it was because of how small my mother’s house was with everyone sharing a very small closet type bathroom. My adoptive parents had given my mother a deal of a lifetime.

To make up for what happened last weekend when she lost 3 days due to the fact of the Satanic Church ruined a perfectly good weekend where I should have been spending time with her and my Santaquin friends as well as my mermaid friends. Instead of spending the remainder of the week with her and return Sunday night, she was given two whole weeks, for this visit. Mostly it was because the new term in Heber wouldn’t start until then and the term at American Fork ended a week apart so they gave her the extra days as long I finished all my homework to end the term strong.

It wouldn’t be perfect because this was the only week all my friends had off from school, but life is never perfect. We had all decided to have one big slumber party the first night. Then afterward Eli and I and our wives would go house to house bringing my mermaid friends with me until their parents picked them up on Friday. So it wouldn’t be a constant madhouse and everyone would all get a chance to visit with me and my mermaids individually.

My mother was more than happy with the deal, as long as I fit her and my bother in our schedule. Which was only fair, or wouldn’t be called a home visit; so for the first night we didn’t really do anything other than sleep, which Eli and I really needed after spending an all-nighter's perfuming or Satanic duties, besides my father instead that all the girls spent the night in Becky’s room and that included our wives. He refused to accept the fact Eli and I were married to Rhoda and Jackie, regardless if we had marriage certificate stating we were.

The fact that listed me as Eric T Rothwell using my adoptive name or my alias Nate T Carrion didn’t hold any sway he didn’t care what name we used including my birth name he wasn’t going to accept the fact Eli and I were married to each other and the girls legally. We could understand regarding Eli and me how the world would perceive it or the LDS Church and we were fine with that. It was the fact we married too Rhoda and Jackie that we had a problem with.

The problem was too him we were too young to get married even if the law stated we could as long as our guardians allowed it. Personally, I think he didn’t like the idea because he would have to claim me as his son. Yet I never asked him too and preferred he didn’t. It was one of the main reason why the Rothwell’s changed my middle and last name so I wouldn’t have anything tied too him. I only kept my first name for my mother sake even though I didn’t like the name because it came from one of her dolls growing up, but was a common name so I lived with it.

It only complicated things having to spend the following day which I had planned to spend with my friends now having to sacrifice the time to go shopping for new clothes, clothes I shouldn’t have needed. I felt bad I had broken my promise to Robert and Michael. Yet there was very little I could do about it because we didn’t have any room left inside my room or my bed other than sleeping. So I promised them when we got back from shopping that Eli and I would make good on our promise by bathing them in Bishop Earls big tub and we won’t have to worry about my father getting in the way. His house was more than capable to entertain my guests compared to my mothers.

Normally that too wouldn’t have been a problem, because the plan was we have the whole house to ourselves, but my father ruined that idea. So we did our best to ruin his night as we each made several trips down the hallway for bathroom and water trips in little or no clothing at all.  Until he was forced to leave the house all together with Susan in tow as my mother drove him down to the church house.

Personally I think my mother was more than glad to do it just to get him out of the house so we could be ourselves, not that we weren’t getting up early anyway so we have time bathe and have hot breakfast for all 14 of us as we boys set the table and the girls cooked it. Personally, I thought my father should be grateful for the fact we bought our own groceries and we took care of the entire months electric and heating bills not mention the water bill.

Plus the fact we kept up the house so my mother or he wouldn’t have clean up after us, but he wasn’t happy, in fact, if anything it made him angrier. My only guess was because we had the money and he didn’t. True that money came from Stringum and my adoptive parents not me personally, but he didn’t know that or cared. It was just a fact that we had money and he didn’t.

I also could have easily paid for my new clothes, but Mom and Dad didn’t agree to that idea because I wasn’t the one that ruined them or outgrew them and besides it wasn’t just my clothes they ruined. He also ruined my friend's clothes that often stay with me. Not there were a lot of them in the first place, but either way, they wanted to send a message that he and Susan would be held responsible for their action. No one mentioned the fact that my mother received any extra money by the High Bishop for detaining me over the weekend. That money without a doubt was long gone, and we all knew it.

Which was one of the reasons why Mrs. Earl was the one taking me shopping for new clothes, not my mother knowing her spending habits. Plus I had just plopped down 2 grand on a new car for her. Which was a well-placed investment for me, because that car was mine and lasted little more than 10 years from when I bought it. It was the best car I had ever owned. Used it was a diamond in the rough. And of course everyone wanted to go with me, but that idea wasn’t going to pan out considering all 14 of my friends couldn’t all fit inside one car.

Tony and Jenny settled it planning a shopping trip for the girls and the guys Tony would take have them work at the store running errands and stocking shelves while Dave was on his honeymoon. Reminding them that they each would get turn this week to visit with me and my mermaids individually. There was nothing I wanted more than to have everyone over every day, but it wasn’t logical.

It was what it was. Eli and Greg went with me because it would be their clothes that would be hanging in the closest plus Rhoda’s and Jackie’s, and Greg sister Cindy considering Greg and Cindy were always at my house when I am visiting my mother. They would be the ones removing them to the storage container afterward so my father or Susan couldn’t ruin them again. We boys knew how the girls shop and we didn’t want to spend all day in a clothing store. We wanted to get in and get out.

Jennie also came but left her kids with one my mermaid’s friends and they went out to see a movie using the rental car Stringum had given them considering they all had their licenses. So it all worked out in the end. My mother was really in a good mood this morning seeing us all flaunting ourselves comfortably in either a robe or pair of boxers,

Becky too was in a very good mood, but a little disappointed seeing everyone was fairly decent by our standards not my fathers, but he wasn’t here. She would whisper in the boy’s ears and they would shake their heads no and she would frown and ask why not. They would say not in the mood, or they simply didn’t have the time as they came up with some excuses so they wouldn’t indulge her sexual fantasies.

She would look at me and I would shrug my shoulders she’d ask and I say. “It’s up to them not me. Their right, we don’t have a lot of time this morning, maybe later?” Mom gave her the choices of going with the girls or going to one of her friend's house for the day. Becky asked about me and where I was going after I got back. Greg said. “My house.”

Becky looked at Mom and she said. “No Becky, you can go to your friends or stay here or go down to the church house.”

Becky stumped her foot in anger and said. “It's not far, they get to have all the fun.” Running to her room in crying fit.

Mom broke just like I knew she would, and went down the hall to Becky’s room. Becky won, she worked herself into the deal of coming with us, but she would be able to invite her friends over to spend the night at Bishop Earls house; normally she could have invited them over my mother’s house, but with my father on high alert there was no chance of her having sex with any of them in her room. The girl’s yes, but the boy or boys she wanted wasn’t going to happen.

She wanted to be where the action was, she wanted the same privileges I had and the only way to get them was to join me and my friends. If there was any good news it would be she wouldn’t be with any of my friends, she would be with her own, but that hasn’t crossed her mind or the fact life just got more complicated for her, because once Bishop Earl and his family moved to Heber the only place she could go would be her friends houses, not mine.

Personally, I didn’t care; I had my life and problems to worry about. The problem I was working on this week was Eli and me kissing in public. We knew if this was going to work we both needed to show more affection towards each other, other then the bedroom or at home and even at home we needed to step it up a little, but it would start by us getting used to the idea no matter where we were would be we could show affection. Becky said yew gross the moment I brought Eli in for a kiss as we stood in the kitchen, causing us to deepen it.

Mom cringed as she turned around when she noticed us. She had almost forgotten that Eli and I were married. She had almost forgotten that we like kissing other boys as much as the girls. She quickly gathered herself reminding Becky, that we were married. Becky said. “I know Mom, but boys don’t marry boys.”

Eli broke the kiss, “Becky I hate to inform you that where I come from that we do. In fact, we marry young… we are usually married by the time we are 16 and 18 we have married 2 husbands or 3 if we want to, and have several wives. Yet our first marriage is usually the one we cherish the most, Not only do we do it for money but for power and influences, but if we are lucky enough we learn to love, and friendship like your brother and I have. So get used to the idea of us always kissing and sharing the same bed, the four of us. When it comes to sex we ask for permission first if we want to share ourselves with others.

“It is out love for each other we do so before we bring in others to indulge or sexual desires. Sex is just sex then, it not as a married couple.  The girls we marry bear our children that we all rise together. The children we have outside of marriage are just children not worthy of our notice. We do not provide for them in any way. It is up to the girl that had them to provide for them, for it was their choice that they wanted us to impregnate them. We always practice safe sex, we always ask before having sex as an agreement.

“It is why I said no to you earlier when you asked me asked if you could have sex with me because it would be immorally wrong for me to do so without my husband or my wife’s permission. It is why your mother has given you the choice of you staying here or with your friends because we had agreed not to have sex with you, so we could spend time with each other inside our circle of trust.”

Becky mouth gasped open and closed like a fish, but there was nothing she could say to change our minds. The answer was plain and simple and it was no, she had to live with that answer. She turned to Robert and Michael Jennie said. “No, we don’t have time if we are going shopping and they have already have been promised by Eli and Eric before anyone else. You will just have to be satisfied with your own friends. Oh great, what does he want?”

Jennie turned to go answer the door. I looked outside the window and saw Paul’s ugly blue carpet cleaner van. She flung the door open and there he was with a large vase of red roses I knew cost him a small fortune knowing the price of long stem roses.

Paul got down on his hands and knees and handed her the flowers begging her to forgive him. She took the flowers and set them to the side and said. “I am not the one you should be apologizing to Paul.”

He looked at me and Eli and shook my head he growled. “Why are being so hard on me Jennie? I didn’t hurt the boys, it isn’t anything they have been doing, and you know it.”

Jennie said. “Yes, Paul I know that, but it still doesn’t give you the right to do it. Did you even consider why they were doing it; I am sure you didn’t or wouldn't have done it. But I will remind you the reason was… it kept them alive, it keeps us alive. It doesn’t mean they enjoy it, it doesn’t mean they have to do it with anyone else that force them to do it unless their lives are at risk. I am still not going to take you back Paul, not until I know that you have cleaned up your act and I can trust you not to do that ever again. So go home and think about it, I’ll be home on Sunday. I’ll give you one more chance, but if I catch you doing that ever again we are through.”

She slammed the door in his face and leaned against it. My mother looked at her she said. “I know, but it is either that or kids grow up without a father. He’s right Eric and Eli are used to it and haven’t been harmed; we were just stupid enough to think that Paul had a brain and wouldn’t give it a go to see what it is like. Besides I don’t think he would do that to his own boys or rape other boys that haven’t been already conditioned.”

Eli and I looked at each other. Eli whispered to me that we should stay out of it, I said. “No Eli, we know that Paul has been doing to his sons.”

Eli said, “Yes, but so has many of my friends from the age of 5 and we are expected to do it. I don’t see the difference.” I cringed knowing he was right, but he was also wrong it shouldn’t be done. But my mind wasn’t so sure anymore because I too was now required to do it.