Love Notes Part 2

Chapter 210-1

Love Notes

Part 2

 

I wished I could have made contact with Greg to see how it was going, so I made contact with Jeff. He instantly came to my side and said. “I guess you figured out my real purpose of having you here alone with Mrs. Larson?”

I said linking. “Yes, but why all the secrecy? Eli and I could have easily done it together.”

Jeff said, "because it's better that it is done one on one so the person you are talking too doesn’t have to worry about what their partner is thinking.

“Eli needed to be with Mr. Larson because he knew what it would look like through a boys perspective and you needed to be with his wife because you know how to talk to women using a more gentler side where Eli doesn’t have that capability after being raised in the satanic church. But don’t get me wrong the other tasks were just important. So far Eli has discovered three moles and several possibilities.

“Greg and Chad have discovered 3 teachers and several students that could be part of the satanic church, it's hard to say how it will pan out because one day isn’t enough. They may not like the idea of going to school one more day, or getting invited to spend the night at their homes, so they can determine the threat, but it is better than they discover the main source now than letting them set down roots here, besides they are known here where you are not. 

“I have made it possible so they can have access to each of the teachers as errand boys delivering flyers and handing out pamphlets that I had someone design to help these kids that have been raped and bullied. So they can help provide information once they have left for Heber. So it would be an ongoing thing and making it impossible for the satanic church to sneak in so easily.

“I have instructed Tony and his wife Jenny to brief the student body as a whole of each of the schools to give details regarding the pamphlets and what they can do to help. In hopes of creating a network within the schools to provide us with information so we can move more quickly to locate these members of the satanic church before it becomes more of a problem like it has already. Each day they are in power, is another day that a child is murdered or their entire family wiped off the map. We are moving too slow and because of that they are growing even faster.”

I said linking. “So now what, we can’t be everywhere I am only one person Jeff, and even with all my friends help we can not be in every school, or city or state across the globe?”

Jeff looked at me and said. “I never expected you to; you have to remember you are not alone in this fight. You are only a small part of it, there are many more just like you and your friends doing whatever they can to help. We are just widening the net using the information that you and your team have gathered so far and using it to locate each of the church's power base and take them out.

“I am just telling you that what you are doing is making a difference in how we fight this battle. You should be proud of the fact that you have saved many lives through your sacrifice and in time the world will know, what you did and what your friends did that saved them from being enslaved to the satanic church. Now be a good boy while I do my job, and perhaps if you are a really good boy I bring you a treat, but for being a good boy by doing what best for her boys I’ll tell you a secret,”

I said. “oh”

And he whispered in my ear and my eyes widen, said. “Its secret fantasy of hers and she been wanting her husband to do it, but afraid he would make fun of her for it.”

Jeff vanished and I grabbed the whip-cream, and the chocolate sauce, not forgetting the ice cubes and put them into a small shopping bag and mixed our favorite sex drink placing it in the bag with my grooming kit. I quickly removed all my clothes and scattered them across the kitchen floor into the living room.

I went outside freezing my assets off and spayed my self with whip-cream making sure I covered my crotch and did a quick curl on my head. I rang the doorbell as a couple of old ladies saw me as they quickly gasped seeing me outside in the buff covered in whip cream. I smiled at them and said. “I locked my self out of the house,” they giggled as the door opened.

Mr. Larson looked at me and I said. “Hello ma’am I am Mr. Ready Whip and I am going around the neighborhood to show that my famous whip-cream is not only for topping desert but also for many sexual desires. If you would permit me to give you a demonstration, perhaps you would be willing to buy a couple of cases of my products.”

I opened the bag showing her, the melting ice cubs in a plastic sandwich bag and bottle of chocolate sauce and instant pudding mix and my thermos ready to go… filled with our favorite drink. She giggled quickly letting me in taking her finger and ran it across my penis and tasted it. She noticed my fans and quickly brought me into the house and closed the door. She laughed. “How did you know I been wanting my husband to do that? But knowing he would be too embarrassed about having someone sees him like that?”

I shrugged my shoulders. “Have you ever told him that? Besides, it’s none of your neighbor’s damn business. It isn’t like they never have seen their husbands or boys naked before we are kinda all built the same?” She giggled as I moved closer and removed her robe and cupped a breast, and rubbed her sweet spot.

She said. “Bed or bath?”

I said. “Both,” she giggled as she followed me to the bedroom. I said. “Hope you don’t mind getting your sheets dirty?” as I pulled down the blankets feeling her coming up behind me and pushing me down on the bed. I had given her permission the moment I had taken off my clothes and came around to the front door selling my products.

I scooted more onto the bed and letting her have me and my whip-cream until she got the bonus as she licked every inch of me. I rolled her over and said. “May I?" 

She giggled placing my hands on her sweet spot said. “Groom me.” I reached over and grabbed the grooming kit and groomed her as she opened up the thermos and we shared the entire thing together until it was empty.

She waited for the next phase as I wiped her down with washrag and gave her sensual sponge bath, before applying the chocolate sauces and the whip-cream making sure to add plenty to her sweet spot. She giggled as I squirted some inside of her and the pre-made chocolate pudding. I didn’t ask if she needed a condom, because she already told me she couldn’t have any more children. Once she was ready I took the melting ice cubes and trailed it down her using my tongue as it followed the trail as I devoured her as I waited for the drink to kick in. Once I did I placed myself inside and she asked. “So you don’t mind having sex with women twice your age?”

I moved up laying flat against her; said. “I am considered an adult in some states, even more so with my married status. It’s considered normal for me to do so when the person has given me consent. I told you that I was taught that is how we show each other how we love them. I like showing my adoptive Mom and sisters and my mother how much I love them. It may be considered wrong, and I have questioned it many times, but I have come to find that it is only different form of love, we're not doing it to create children, we are doing it because we want to feel loved. 

“Yet if you consider, that you have had sex with many boys and your husband before you married him. There is very little difference as my adoptive parents have taught me, there is nothing wrong in having a good penis, there is nothing wrong in having sex or kissing, as long they know up front that is just a form of love, not used to create children. There is no harm in being with someone you care about are wanting to get acquainted.

“Ben and Darren have been having sex with many of their girlfriends at school I am pretty sure your two daughters have been having sex with lots of boys. Since they have yet too freaked out seeing me and Eli naked several times now.

“What you are questioning is it wrong to do so with them? I can only tell you that I was taught that is was a form of love to bring me close with my adoptive family and my mother. Yet when it comes to my mother and my two sisters Susan and Becky I am reserved and have a hard time with it. I have never had sex with my sisters because how much they hate me and treated me over the years and the same goes for my father. Yet when it comes to my mother I have many times, but I have to keep reminding myself that I am doing it show her I love her and trust her.

“The real problem I face when it comes to her is trust, because of all the years she wasn’t my mother she was my abuser. It has only been almost two years or so that she wanted to be my mother. Yet when I ask my friends about their mother or sisters it different because they feel they are sharing a part of themselves and showing them how much they love them that words can not say. It is more than seeing them naked as you have raised them; it is allowing yourself to become closer then what you were before. To be honest I hated the Rothwell’s because of how cruel they were to me until we came to crossroads.

“They expected me to be a bad boy, like all the boys that have come into their home, involved in drugs and alcohol and getting into fights and bullying other boys, these boys they had taken in were beyond saving and they treated them like animals known as mule boys as slaves.  Yet things changed when they found out that I wasn’t like them, they tried to kill me and beat me, until they learned that I wasn’t this bad boy, but a boy from a broken home, and had been taken away from a family that wanted me where my parents didn’t.

“I was kidnapped and beaten to death by both my parents inside the church basement for several weeks as the outside world was told that I had run away, which is why I fear dark basements. My parents were monsters no doubt; they did it because they didn’t want the Downing’s or anyone like them to have me because it would mean they had failed as parents.

“They ruined everything I had with the Downing’s, forcing the courts to remove me from their care and move me into another foster home; telling me I could never see them again, I wasn’t allowed to make contact with any of my friends here, or them. I was told the Rothwell’s would be my last foster home and if removed from their care. I would place in state faculty until my 18th birthday.

“So because of that, I have trust issues with my mother. I sometimes have trust issue with the Rothwell’s, but like I said it all worked out in the end, they may not have been the family I truly wanted, but I couldn’t expect better parents and they truly do love me and I love them. Except for their son Shawn and Arthur who mean nothing to me and are not consider part of our family anymore because of what they have done. So if you are looking for an answer, regarding if you should or not consider doing what the world considers wrong

“Question this, how does it make you feel? Are you harming them, by showing that you love them, the same way you do your husband? Or can you love them all equally? A friend of mine uses this quote when asking if the outside world should be the ones stopping you. Do they love you? If not, let God sort it out, for he is the one that matters and knows what’s in your heart. The world doesn’t. They only care about what others think and base everything on that.

“Besides it is none of their business, this your home, this your family, it is always your decision, not the worlds. So no, I don’t care if you are twice my age, you are still girl, and I like having sex with girls.” I kissed her and she kissed me back as I made love to her as she screamed with pleasure that she thought was never possible. Then we stripped the bed and remade it as she threw the sheets into the wash. I smiled as she left my clothes on the floor that left a trail to the bedroom.

She smiled at me finding me inside the tub waiting for her. She giggled as she slid in behind me, and letting her bathe me. I said. “There is nothing better, in my opinion, to have my mother bathe me or bathe with me. The hardest part for me was letting my parents see me naked after I had been through puberty and I see them. But the fear went away when we bathed together letting me feel loved as we share each other. It’s like finding each other's souls.

“In our mind's eye, we know what each other looks like naked. Yet actual seeing it, and letting them touch you shows trust, that you won’t make fun of their body. It’s like looking beyond their nakedness and finding the person you have loved all their life. Every bath becomes a special moment and brings you closer. I think if you started to bathe your boys again you will discover that and help them overcome any problem in their lives.

“The games will be something special because it shows them you love them for who they are and not what they wear. There are so many things you can do as a family once you get over the idea the being naked can only result in sex, but I am not saying that sex is not a big part of it. I am just saying that just because you’re naked doesn’t mean you have to have sex. In fact, after this let’s go into the kitchen and make a big batch of double chocolate chip cookies wearing nothing but an apron and see what happens when your husband and daughter come home from school.”

She giggled as we walked the kitchen in nothing but an apron and as we waited for the cookies to come out of the kitchen we had sex on the couch until the timer went off. I watched the clock until it was ten and said. “Ok let's doll you up I’ll paint your toenails and your fingers, my sisters like it when I do it, stating most boys would never do it. Yet I am not most boys, I like seeing them naked and showing them I love them. I even brush their hair for them.”

She giggled as I picked out a hot pink for her nails and red hot lipstick as I brushed her hair and rubbed her with a couple of my bottles of tasting oils telling her he was going to go wild the moment he saw her and tasted her. I had Eli stop and get their hair cut to kill time.

Once she was done she looked like a bombshell knock out. She said she looked like painted w***e looking in the mirror. I said. “No, you look like a woman wanting to please your husband after a hard day of work.” She whispered in my ear what she wanted to do and I smiled watching Mr. Larson’s car pull into the driveway with Eli with a box of roses for her as requested. I heard Eli tell him when they get inside to take off all his clothes and surprise her with the roses.

He gulped and Eli pushed him forward and we ran to the bedroom as she laid on the bed into a sexy position. I hid around the corner as I heard him call for her, she said. “I am in here dear.” Eli prodded him along telling him. “Leave the clothes on the floor she telling you she wants you. Oh look she left you a gift now be a good boy and read the card.” Next, to it was a large glass of filled with our love drink one for him and one for Eli.

He gasped seeing the picture that I had taken earlier. We had several new ones that looked even better. Eli laughed finding him one of me as I told him to come to find me without his clothes on after he had drunk his cup. I smiled when her husband gasped seeing her all dolled up naked on the bed like playboy centerfold. He said. “I can’t tell you how much I miss this when we were first married; I got these for you because I realized I hadn’t bought you flowers in a long time. I couldn’t resist the temptation of seeing Eli and Eric buying flowers for their wives.”

She smiled seeing him hard and ready as she smelled the roses and set them to the side patting the bed next to her. He wasn't groomed like Eli and I were or his two boys Ben and Darren. It was then I noticed the hair on his back. It wasn’t a lot considering I had seen a lot more before. His wife gave me a wicked smile saying she wanted to do the grooming.

Eli came into the room seeing her and I came around the corner from the bathroom. He said. “You won’t believe what happened today?”

I said. “Let’s see 3 moles and several possibilities and Jeff wants me and you to go to work tomorrow with him.”

He said. “No just me. The people that we have noticed all know you. He wants you to take Mrs. Larson shopping so Tony can put in a security system. He also wants the Larson’s take us home Friday or Saturday night. Said he’s little overwhelmed with what our friend Jeff wants him to do.”

I nodded. “I guess having this new upgrade spoils all the fun of telling each other everything?”

He said. “No, it just means we can do a lot more together.”

I turned hearing Mrs. Larson say, “Dear I have been a very naughty wife today.”

He said “Oh,” getting on the bed and placing himself inside of her. “I had sex with another man that wasn’t my husband. And we bathed together did all kinds of fun things.”

He said. “Really, what kinds of things?”

She said. “You’re not mad at me?”

He said. Why should I be mad, I told you can if you wanted to? I too have a confession to make.”

She said. “Oh” setting the rhythm.

He said. “Please don’t be mad at me. I had sex with a man and I liked it when he kissed me and had sex with me. I have been wondering what it would be like, but I was scared that you would think I was gay because I kissed him and found my self liking a nice tasty penis?”

She said. “I am not mad. I told you could if wanted too. There is nothing wrong with that, I told you that I had sex with my roommates in college and have to admit I liked it, but neither of us is gay.”

He said. “Yes, but how do we tell our four boys about it, they are in trouble and we lost the connection we had with them when they were younger?”

She said. “We'll find a way to show them that we are always there for them, Eric said that his adoptive parents and his sisters still bathe them, even though they are way past the age, in fact, they groom them to show trust and they share themselves with each other.

“I was thinking if it was alright with you we would see if we can adapt to their lifestyle, because of it obvious what we are doing isn’t working. They are shy and embarrassed around us, but not around their friends. I know it means we have to convert to nudism, but I needed to ask his adoptive parents some serious question regarding what they do as a family and with their friends in regards to this open relationship.”

He said. “Well then, their friend Tony has asked if we could take the boys home Friday when they come home or on Saturday night. I was thinking we could leave Friday and spend the weekend up the Rothwell’s and we can ask them and see how this relationship works.”

She said. “That could work. So tonight let’s see how it goes as we have a family meeting over dinner. Now I have a question do you trust me to groom you? I want to get into the habit of doing it with our four boys.” He giggled and she rolled over.

I pulled Eli and had him follow me downstairs… The basement only frightened me when it was dark, but with all the windows from the small atrium, it was bright as day and warm as the sun shown through windows, I said. “Show me you love me,” as I lay down on the fur rug-pulling Eli with me.