Love Notes Part 1

Chapter 210

Love Notes

Part 1

I opened my eyes; losing the connection as I felt someone lower her hands down my pants into my boxers. I smiled when I quickly realized it was Mrs. Larson. I asked. “What do you think you're doing?” I said in teasing way, feeling her behind leaning down.

She said. “Taking your clothes off.”

I said. “And for what purpose?”

She giggled. “So you and I can share ourselves silly.”

I said. “What about your husband?”

She lifted off my shirt, said. “He wants to share himself with you and Eli too unless you rather not?”

I said. “Ok, just checking, making sure that’s all. I don’t want him coming home and finding us having sex together and having a nuclear meltdown.”

I watch my shirt hit the floor and she had me follow her to the bedroom what I could tell she was only wearing a bathrobe. We pasted the open bathroom; the first thing I notice was the tub with bubble bath it smelled like mixed Berry and hint of orange. She giggled. “That’s for later, I am just letting it cool to perfection, and I got thinking that I haven’t bathed any of my boys in a very long time. I hope you don’t mind?”

I shook my head. “No, my adoptive Mom and sisters still bath me, and sometimes my mother when she comes to visit me.”

She said. “They do, I would have thought that you were too old to be bathed by them.”

I came into her bedroom and there she was on the bed naked. I smiled and said. “That’s not fair you know, you taking your clothes off first.” She giggled and patted the bed next to her.

She said. “Why? It isn’t as if we haven’t seen each other naked before.”

I gave a silly grin. “Yes, but takes all the fun out of it. Even my sisters and my adoptive Mom let me take their clothes off and we share ourselves all the time. Dad taught me it’s always bad to rush sex because it means very little, and there is no trust. Meaning that all they want is the quick and dirty.”

She said. “I never thought about that way, I can get dressed and we can start again?”

 

I nodded. “We do have all morning, and the whole house to ourselves, but if you would like, let me grab my camera so we can give your husband a love note to take with him in the morning.”

She said. “That sounds so naughty, but I like it.” I quickly ran down the stairs and grabbed my camera. Realizing it did sound naughty like a porn magazine. Yet seemed like a good idea because it was two people sharing the best part of themselves, and only they would understand.

I came up the stairs and there she was lying on the couch with a flower in her mouth with one leg bent as the other one lay length ways her large breasts in the perfect position making my mouth water until I noticed she wasn’t groomed, but I pretend not to notice. She said. “I thought we could have little fun taking different poses of each other so we could send lots of love notes.” I had to admit I liked the idea, I took the picture, and gave it to her as we waited to see how it came out. She said. “I am not as pretty like your wives; do you think he’ll like it?”

I said. “He would be stupid not too like it, and you are pretty; don’t be so hard on yourself. Clothes hide the best part about a person. They don’t show what you are really feeling; like I said you can’t lie when you are naked.

“I think if we fix your hair, and groom you and add a little bit of lipstick, he’ll have an instant hard-on. My adoptive Mom said just because you are married doesn’t mean you can’t have any fun before you had kids. We nudist play dress up, in sexy outfits, and wear lots of weird customs. Last summer when I was at the nudist colony, I got to dress up like solider in the Civil War and the girls dressed up in fancy Victoria dress. We all went to a large meadow had a nice dinner and then played capture the flag with all the nudist in the area.

“Early that day my friend Dillon and I role played that we were horny soldiers finding lonely woman left over from the war and pretend to kidnap them and rode bareback with our girls and took them to the meadow and his friends tried to rescue the girls in a sword fight winning the rights to have them as they slowly ripped off our clothes as we fought. Then once we proved ourselves we made love to them for hours and rode back home naked stimulating them on horseback.

“Then there was time I was dressed up as a sailor and put on a boat pretending that she kidnapped me as she tied me and blindfold me taking my clothes off, until we were both naked and made love for hours, it was the first time I learned what I could do with ice cream, and chocolate and whip-cream. You see, to nudist being naked gets to be boring. So we dress up and play games, to make sex more fun instead of just getting naked and having sex… the quick and dirty way. All my nudist friends and family like playing sex games or turning normal child games into something more fun and interesting like twister and follow the leader.

“When I first met Ben at the Earls summer party, he and the two girls we were with played follow the leader. It was how we got acquainted and we had sex several times that night with several different girls. We sometimes share them with each other, so you are wrong when you said you doubted he had never had sex before because I and my friends Greg and Chad and his sister Cindy as well as his two girlfriends Heidi and Lori have had sex many times. He is only shy around his family afraid that you would see him as a little boy, not someone old enough to have sex or seeing a naked girl for the first time.

“I bet you haven’t even noticed that he and his brother Darren keep each other groom like Eli and I do. Even my adoptive sisters and parents keep themselves groomed so when we do share ourselves with each our, we stay healthy and germ-free. Besides we don’t like getting hair in our mouth when sharing ourselves. In fact, that is one of the main reasons why I let them bathes me because I trust them with a sharp razor when grooming my penis, and crotch and anywhere my hair grows on my body. I have seen it all, from very hair person to very little. I am prepared and skilled to make my friends grooming experience a pleasant one, even more so when it is their first time and that includes their parents.

“In fact, I like grooming our wives and my adoptive parents and they like grooming me. We aren’t embarrassed about sharing ourselves openly. It shows that we love them, where words can’t. Some people think it is wrong to do so, and they could be right. But I have learned that for my self that it isn’t wrong, because we aren’t doing it for no other reason but to say I love you, it brings us closer to each other. We always ask permission when we invite new friends into our circle. If they say no that then that’s ok, and we remain friends and we give them their privacy and when they decide they want to join us we bring them in.

“If not, we remain friends and respect them and honor their wishes. Then there are those that call us hateful names, and seek out to harm us because they hate it that we love each other, and are jealous because people want what we got. Yet the world tells them that we are an abomination that we worship the devil and we rape each other and force our beliefs on others as we rape them. 

“Which isn’t true, we never ever do anything they don’t want to do and we always ask for permission, always. If their parents say no we tell them that we respect their wishes. Like you told Eli and I last night that it was ok if we wanted too.

“I have met the devil's people, and trust me, we are nothing like them. I know for a fact that they sacrifice children, they rape them and murder people that get in their way. They do it without a second thought. They do it for money and power, knowing they can get away with it. So if we are doing something wrong it should feel wrong. Yet in our hearts when we are sharing ourselves we feel love and closer to each other and god. Everything we do is consensual and we only allow certain things, like not allowing anyone under the age of 15 to have sex, stimulating each other is the only thing allowed until we are old enough and mature enough to handle the responsibility.”

She nodded. “I feel the same way, I have always wanted to do more than just say I love you, feeling like that really doesn’t show them how I really do love them. Yet your right the world would judge you for it, but in truth, I bet they are afraid that your nudist friends have found out that there is a better way to live. You don’t hide behind masks, you see beyond the nakedness. You see what we are afraid to see… and that’s a person soul. I believe that God wants us to love one another, and show others how we truly feel, instead of hiding away our true feelings.

“He gave us life; he gave us everything we need to show us that we can love each other. He gave us a way to create children, yet people believe that is the only time they should have sex. Yet the question that they are afraid to ask is what happens when you can’t have any more children. Does that mean you stop having sex if someone said yes? I know for a fact they would be lying to me if I asked them if they had sex before marriage and they said no. I question their honesty, Even more so when they ask Mormon boys if they ever stimulated themselves or a girl or had sex.

“Even die-hard Catholics no better, that there is nothing wrong with it. I find the question absurd because you know every person, and animal on this earth does it. What I find absurd is that they tell you can only stimulate yourself or anyone else for that matter when you are married; you can only have sex when you're married. They base everything on rules, everything that isn’t any of their business in the first place.

“If I went to church and confessed to a priest and said father I masturbated, he would ask how often and I would say 3 or four times a day. He would ask why and I would say I can’t stop thinking about having sex with my husband. He would laugh at me and say daughter your husband already confessed and he said the same thing. You should feel proud and lucky because I am lucky if I can do it only twice a day. Then tell me to go home and make love with my husband, he said the same thing when he wasn’t my husband, but told me to stop at the store and stock up on condoms and set a date to be married.”

“Now I confess that all I want to do is have sex the moment he comes home. He tells me that I am lucky because I have 6 kids and some people by that time no longer want to have sex, but kill each other. So like you said sex is a great way to tell someone you love them. Because without it, the words become tame and unheard; I want you to teach me some of those games. I want to feel the love  see what I have been missing, I want to strip away the lies that everything is ok, when I know my children are hurting and frightened.

“I know something is eating at my four boys, but every time I ask they refuse to talk to me about it. We used to share everything together. Now, something is tearing us apart.” I nodded and handed her robe and said. “I promised your boys I would say anything, but some secrets are not meant to be kept a secret. Yet if I tell you what it is, I don’t want you to be mad at them or criticize them. I want you to be the solution and not the problem.

“I told you that Eli and I had been raped multiple times; I told you who raped me for the first time. The hardest thing I had to do was to tell my mother and my grandmother before they saw it on some videotape that put the woman away that did it and tried to force me to rape my little brother Jared. Even though he himself like all my adoptive brothers have been raped by their brother Shawn, and Arthur and their friend’s multiple times. To the point we don’t feel it, we feel numb and dirty.”

Her eyes widen and she began to cry and held her against me. I said. “Ben told me last night that these boys I had gotten into a fight with at school on Monday are the ones responsible; it has been going on for over a year. They only told us because Eli and I knew what it as like when someone rapes you. Ben wanted me to have sex with him last night just so he would know what it feels like when some who cares about them do it. I refused to state I was too tired.

“Eli, Greg, and Chad also gave the same excuse. We are hoping the boys will tell you and your husband… Providing if we can convince them that you won’t be angry at them for it. I told them you wouldn’t be because it wasn’t their fault. Greg and Chad are looking in to see if they can find out who else these boys have been raping and bring them up on charges. Yet the only proof we have is the boys, knowing their rapists will deny it.

“But what they don’t know is they won’t have a choice but to confess, because of my friend Jeff has a certain way of handling people that makes them want to confess everything, like Gloria West, did before we showed the video of her rapping me and my little brother. My adoptive parents said a secret like that should never be kept because the persons that raped you get away with it, telling you if you tell someone they will kill you until it leaves you nothing but guilt and heartache.

“Eli and I have sex for one reason only. And that is because it keeps us alive. The satanic church believes women are nothing more than sex objects to bear their children. They have no rights; they are treated as slaves unless they come from wealthy families with money and influence. They believe the only true sex should be among themselves, and seldom involve a woman unless she is a slave or their wives. They have a preparing ritual that all the boys go through by the time they are 5 years old. And when new converts come into the church they force them all to go through it; except for anyone under that age.

“Eli was prepared when he was 5 and has been having sex with boys and men ever since because that’s what they believe. That they are not doing anything wrong, they have large secret parties where they bring all their slaves in just to have sex and brag about how much money and power they have.

“Eli and I will be going undercover once we are back in Heber and so will Earl’s family and many of my friends that are already there. We are using what people have done to us over the years like rapping us and each other to gain information using the one thing we like to call “pillow talk.” Then when have the information we take them out so they can’t hurt anyone else. You can only be rapped once, that one rape is the one that matters the most. The others or nothing more then a repeat of what had happened, but if you never talk about it, it will eat your soul away and cause you to distance yourself from people.

“We married our wives because they had been rapped, and Eli’s father was losing favor with his members. If it got out that his daughter Rhoda and her best friend Jackie had been impregnated before they were married, they would have sacrificed the child and them for it, but Eli’s father was smart by keeping it a secret and buying off the doctor to say they weren’t carrying a child before he married them to us.

“So we would claim that they are carrying our child. We have agreed to give them up for adoption, to a loving home when the time comes. Knowing we are too young to raise them on our own. We couldn’t stand by and let the church take them and sacrifice them even if they weren’t ours. It wasn’t their fault for being raped, even more so when it was done to discredit Eli’s farther so they could remove him from power and kill him and them.

“Once we were married according to their laws and rights. We were to impregnate them on our wedding night. We did it to save their lives, but I have come to love Rhoda and Eli and his wife Jackie. We could have run away and left the satanic church altogether and raised the children. But we wanted to make them pay; we wanted to make sure this never happened to another girl or boy.

“So we hide among them letting them rape us because they can’t harm us anymore. Knowing if they are rapping us they aren’t raping someone else. It's one thing to be having that kind of sex to stay alive, then it is to have sex for no other reason. Those boys that raped your boys did it for the pleasure of doing it to give them power over them. They keep doing it because they know that your boys won’t say anything, because they would be too afraid to tell their parents or anyone.

“My adoptive brothers were just like your boys, they were afraid that if they told our parents they would be angry with them. Yet what they didn’t count on was they didn’t believe them, until they saw it on tape from a hidden camera that Shawn didn’t know about. Once they found out my adoptive parents confronted the boys and they denied it, then when Dad showed them the tape they said that my brothers wanted them to rape them, that their screams were not of pain but of pleasure. They would wait until they were healed and do it over and over again, just to hear them scream.

“Now like your boys and like Eli and I... we don’t feel the pain, we had been womanized to the point where it is either numb or enjoyable. There is a difference and you most likely know that because you have been having sex with your husband often enough that you enjoy it and look forward to it.

“Your boys are scared because they are afraid that they feel pleasure now, and know it is wrong and you will punish them for it. That it is why they won’t talk to you about it. You must find a way to get them to trust you, again, but Eli and I will help by telling them what we went through and tell them that you won’t be angry and punish them for it.

“Now I have ruined the mood, But instead of having wild sex how about a nice relaxing bath then I can groom you and show you how to groom me so when your husband comes home you’ll have time to doll yourself up and see how he feels about learning a couple of new potions that my adoptive parents have taught me.” She nodded and wiped her eyes and I helped her up and she quickly refreshed the bath while I started the dishwasher.

I linked with Eli and he linked back as I closed my eyes. He said. “I am a little busy bro.” 

I smiled seeing him in a locked in an office somewhere naked with Mr. Larson having an Eli snack on the desk. I said. “Did you speak with Mr. Larson about his boys being raped?”

He said “Yes and you? How did it go with his wife?”

I said. “Ruined sex but we are taking a nice bath together; don’t come home until I tell you too, she wants to doll herself up first. Maybe you could convince him to come naked.” He gave me two thumbs up and closed the link.