Paying It Forward Part 2

Chapter 247-1

Paying It Forward

Part 2

 

She got up off the bed and we followed her out of the room, she quickly for the first time realized I was barefoot. She gave a little laugh said. “So, the nurse was right you came barefoot. Your father would be going nuclear if he saw that. Worse if he knew you were here which I plan to tell him, just to piss him off since you have a court order of your own to see me any time you like while I am here cooped up bored as hell.

“The only thing that makes my day is telling people all about my nudist boy and his little adventures. Not sparing the details as they blush about all those nudist’s girls and few boys that are lucky enough to catch your eye. Not in a gay way, considering that there is nothing wrong with having both and in many different verities.  So… You and Terry haven’t got to that stage yet, Please tell me you have at least kissed him.

Terry stumbled when Mom said that. I covered for him. “Mom its private matter between me in Terry, but to answer your question yes we have kissed like I said he’s still a little shy.” Mom put his arm around him and hugged him too her. She noticed right away that he was nothing more than skin and bones.

She said. “Terry there is no reason to be shy around me son, I am a mother of two boys, I have seen both them naked most of their lives well mostly his younger brother Aaron, but Nate here is a little more recent since the time he turned 15. At first, it took me some time to get used to the fact the Nate has chosen the lifestyle of a nudist. At first, it bothered me, more like it embarrassed me, but when I thought about it. I begin to realize I really liked seeing my boys naked all the time.

“They were more open with me, and I learned something about them and myself, which was they can’t lie to me when they're naked. It’s almost impossible. The second thing I learned was that boys are just as scared as girls when they reach puberty, but the one thing remains. Everyone is built the same, with a slightly modified difference when it comes to fully developed girls. For example; Nate has ten toes and ten fingers like I do and you do like everyone else in this godforsaken world. We all have two hands, feet and arms. Short, long it doesn’t matter.

We both have a chest, with two n*****s and a belly button. The difference is unlike boys we have breasts, and they come in all different sizes like your boy's private parts known as a penis. Girls to have the same waterworks, but our is inside and yours is outside, plus the fact we have a special place inside of us that allows to have sex and a perfect place for your penis. It doesn’t matter what size you have… it all fits perfectly. And every boy or man has one, they are not much too look at when we look in the mirror or stimulate ourselves. You do no what stimulating means?”

Terry nodded trying not to blush but his cheeks were red because my mother was nothing but blunt; something that most parents were afraid to talk about by beating around the bush dropping hits, instead of coming right out and saying it.

Mom smiled at him as we walked behind Chef Philips. “So mothers are different than girls because we see you naked most of your young life. It’s our job the moment you are born to bathe you, wipe your butts and your penis every time we change your diaper. It doesn’t become your job until you are able to use the toilet on your own. Yet we still bathe you and dress you and undress you. Until that too you can do on your own, I didn’t get that chance with Nate as I did with his brother Aaron. I regret that now, but that’s water under the bridge. Yet I get to re-live those moments every time I see him, and he lets me. It’s my greatest joy for me to do it; watching him grow up into man, sharing a part of himself with me.

“Plus I don’t mind telling you, I like the idea of having sex with them, and his friends and with several adult nudists that don’t see me as a fat grotesque slob. My husband won’t even sleep in the same bed with me anymore or have hot wild sex like we used to do when we were teenagers in back of his car. Or some secluded area. I know what your thinking, it’s shouldn’t be done. Yet for me and my son Nate, it’s different. It’s our way of showing each other how much we love each other than when words aren’t enough like kissing and I mean a real kiss not some peck on the cheek.

“It took me a while to learn that too, but after talking too several nudists like his adoptive parents they feel the same way. Plus in retrospect, we aren’t hurting anybody, and most of us when you get to be my age and his adoptive mother's age. Can no longer have children, which doesn’t mean we don’t crave sex or enjoy a good penis now and again; in fact, before I married his worthless no good father. I had several, and when I married his father it was just as tasty until he decides he didn’t want me anymore.

“Somehow got it into his pig head that sex is bad, penis bad stimulating of any kind is bad, and nudity even modest nudity was a sin against God. If he was here right now he would go nuclear because Nate has chosen to go barefoot today. And if he knew he was going too go swimming without a shirt, without long pants and barefoot he would go absolutely nuts. Worst if Nate and you go skinny dipping in that pool.

“Which I am really hoping you do, but if you are still a little shy I will understand; which is why I am telling you as mother, being naked around me means nothing more then seeing Nate naked when he was baby; the only difference is his body has grown, but the parts he has like yours haven’t changed. They are still the same and have the same function as you did when your mother was cradling you in her arms when you were first born.

“You didn’t come into this world wearing clothes. You came into this world in your beautiful naked glory. So there is nothing to be ashamed of or embarrassed about. If I know Nate and his adoptive family and friends you're going see them naked more times then you will wish to count, but one thing will always remain. You will always be you no matter what. Nudist will see only the real you, not what the world sees when you're naked.

Mom leaned down and kissed him on the head, and squeezed his shoulders, said. “I hope after today you come to see me again and we can get past this idea of being afraid of being yourself. I know that right now you haven’t broken through the walls where everything around you seems strange and uncomfortable. Plus my little oddities wanting to cover you in chocolate and whip-cream and lick you from head to toe, then ride you. But I want you to be with other girls first, that bring that little package of yours to very hard salute. I want you to learn the most import thing which is. The world is the world, but the world doesn’t exist outside where it can judge you and embarrasses you. Because the moment you let the world in.

“You can not enjoy life as God has intended you to do, by having lots of sex, by stimulating each other and yourself. By kissing girls and boys and finding that one special moment where you know that what you are doing isn’t wrong, it’s just something different and exciting. It's like your first kiss, you fear it, and you fight it against it. Yet when you stop fighting it and let it happen. You can’t help but laugh at yourself because all you want to do is do it again and again. It’s the same with sex; sex is more than about having babies. It’s about sharing yourself with someone else and showing them you love them.

“Yet it all starts with that first frightening kiss, everything starts with that first real kiss. Some people think it’s the sex or when boys and girls hold hands for the first time. Yet they are wrong, it starts with that terrifying kiss that leads to ripping each other's clothes off and seeing each other naked for the first them. Then wild hot sex when you take them in your arms letting your naked bodies touch for the first time, feeling each other's heartbeats and their tantalizing breath circling inside of you. You will see nothing but warmth and love as God had intended it to be. Girl, boy it doesn’t matter and believes me I have had my share of each.

“Not that Nate fathers remember, our lustful days. He hasn’t said one word to me or sent a card or flowers to me apologizing to me. Instead, he beats me and my boys, he accusing them of raping his two daughters when the truth is, they have been having sex for months with boys… not my son Nate and his friends where they had drawn the line in the sand not willing to cross it, but with their own social circle of friends.

“They were already seeing them naked in locker rooms then pushing them inside school closets and then try to get everyone to believe that they are as pure as the driven snow. My daughters weren’t raped. Now I was raped when my father put me with a dirty old man when I was no more than 12 years old.

“Telling me I needed to learn the facts of life that as a woman all I was good for was to have sex and have babies. My daughters and my husband don’t know what rape is. Someone should teach him the difference then maybe then he would understand. I have made up mind Nate, no bathing suit for you. Plus you should know I am filing for divorce, the moment I get out of here I am signing the papers and I am taking my life back, and my two daughters and your brother Aaron. 

“If I hadn’t already signed the adoption papers I would take you back as well… But I think we both know that you belong with the Carrions, I may not like what they got you mixed up in with that satanic church business, but I can’t fault you and them and your friends wanting to take them down so they can’t heart any more families and their children. 

“Now let's have a nice dinner, and then we continue were left off in the pool as I rip your clothes off again. Perhaps if Terry would let me I can see him in his magnificent naked glory.” Mom hugged him to her again. “I let you decided first…. For now anyway.  Personally, I really want to see that big chocolate man naked and the huge cobra underneath dying to be tasted.”

Chef Philips turned and smiled, and said. “I am game if you are, Mrs. Shepherd. I have no fear of being naked around such a very beautiful woman such as you.”

My mother blushed. “But I am not beautiful. I am fat and ugly.”

Chef Philips stopped at the elevator going down. “Where I am standing all I see is the most sexiest woman alive and my cobra has been caged all day waiting for a woman like you. I am going to ride you hard, so hard your pig of husband can hear you across two states.” Mom licked her lips as she eyed his hard-built body.

Terry whispered in my ear. “He's not really going to have sex with your Mom is he?” I shrugged my shoulders. And got into the elevator, my adoptive parents shouted for us to hold the elevator. I smiled seeing chocolate sauces on their faces and little on their hands and Moms hair was little out of place.

She noticed me looking at her she said “What?”

I said. “Nothing.” I gave her a silly grin as the door opened with the smells of the good food waiting for us.

Mr. Stringum quickly came out of one of the rooms his shirt was a skewed with buttons in the wrong place and his zipper and belt were undone. My mother whispered. “I see he found that nurse he liked.” Watching some red head come out of the room with her blouse slightly undone.

He said to the nurse. “Thanks for solving my problem. I’ll take those pills you suggested and use that cream you prescribed.” He smiled at me said. “What it's a hospital. I was just seeing the nurse for my ring around the collar.” I wiped a smear of chocolate sauce off his face. He grinned at me, “so I got hungry waiting for you all.”

When we arrived at the day-room, the main table was covered with a white tablecloth with plastic cups and shiny silverware; someone was just setting water pitchers down the middle. Our tummies grumbled with hunger as we sat down at the table. Once we were seated Dad had us take hands as he gave the prayer. It felt good to be with friends and family and leaving the world outside again.

My mother was being overly cheerful, which meant she was really more depressed trying to hide it. Yet she hadn’t realized that we noticed it, it was in her words that said how she felt about herself. Always criticizing her self and thinking about how my father and everyone sees her. It was the elephant in the room.

So I stopped her by letting the focus be on me. I said. “Mom, Dad how soon do we really need to be at home? I know we need to go too Wal-Mart, but they are open until midnight. My mother's nurse has arranged for us to go swimming here so my Mom can get some exercises and we can spend some more time together.”

My mother looked down at her plate pushing the food around it and not eating it. She said. “You really don’t have to son if you got other things to do, after all its school night.”

Dad said. “I think that’s a wonderful idea. I think we can kill two birds with one stone. Mom and I need to run a few errands anyway. All we really need is Terry’s sizes so we can buy him a few things to get him started. We can do the rest later when the stores are open to get the things Wall-mart doesn’t carry.  Like shoes, and nice Sunday clothes. He won’t need much tonight anyway as late as it is other than a robe and pair of boxers. I don’t see why you boys couldn’t stay and visit and go swimming. Chef Philips can stay and watch you while we're gone.”

Just like that my mothers face had a smile again. Then that criticizing voice came back. “I must warn you, boys, I don’t look good in a bathing suit.”

I said. “Providing you will be wearing one, once we ditch the nurse. It’s only fair Mom if we boys are skinny dipping that means you have too as well. How else are you going to cover us in chocolate sauces? In fact, I have a better idea. I say we spring you tomorrow and come to our house for the day. I bet I can even get the nurses to let you come to our Halloween fundraisers on Friday then bring you back the following morning. That will really starch my father shorts knowing you spent the night with us, us crazy indecent nudists.”

My mother said. “But they won’t, because I am sick and no one cares, not my husband, not my daughters. I never get too see Aaron, or even talk to him. I am barely lucky enough to see you, and your father would take that way if the judge didn’t agree with him.”

Stringum threw down his napkin on his plate and stood. “The hell with your husband, you want to see Aaron. Well, I’ll bring him here personally; I’ll even bring your daughters if I have to kicking and screaming. A mother deserves to see her kids. Now I have a little pull here; if you stop being negative for one god damn second.

“I will see about getting you out on some passes, but you must promise me and your son no more of this self-pity talk. We all love you or we wouldn’t be here. You promise to take your pills, and we mean all of them without fuss and when you’re supposed to and stop giving the nurse a hard time and go to group therapy and participate. I will get you out of here so you can see your kids. Breathe the cold fresh mountain air if only if it’s a few hours at a time. If you promise me all that I will do it. It's not prison its hospital, if you don’t know the difference then your not as smart as I thought you are.” 

My mother said. “You would do that for me?”

He said. “I said I would, you know my word is good. But you must understand it’s a busy week for your son Nate. He can’t be with you every second, he has the big fundraiser on Friday, he the boys have their play Tangled Hearts where he has rehearsal with the boys, and so on, plus school. He has been given a free day tomorrow and Wednesday. I can’t go into details here regarding anything more, and you know why. So that’s the deal.

“You stay here and wallow in self-pity, and keep refusing the help everyone here is offering you. Or pick up the pieces and get on with your life. But I am not going to sit here any longer and listen too you criticize yourself because your no good husband is the worst man alive as father and as a husband and as a human being. So make up your mind right now Linda or we are walking out that door.”

Mom said. “I see that there is only one clear choice. And that is, I take that deal; I can’t sit in that room one more day; knowing the next day and the next day after that and so on is one and the same. I can’t promise you I won’t be negative, I willing to try because it allows me access to my sons and the people that really matter the most to me.

“In here there is no one here that is willing to show me that they care except the staff and even they are standoffish, which is my fault because I pushed them away, by like you said not willing to participate, and let them help me pick up the pieces.”

Stringum said. “No ones perfect Linda, I am only asking that you try. If would just try is all we are asking you will find that the outside world becomes silent. Even more so when you are around people that love you for who you are. Most of us like me don’t have perfect bodies, but we as nudist look beyond the nakedness, we see you as a loving mother trying to do right by her kids. Course you weren’t always that way, Carrions included, hell even me if want to know the truth.

“We see your soul and we see nothing more than love, and the way God made you. All this false negativity that you have built up is the world beating you down. We have all been there, so we understand better than most, so all I am asking is you least try. Try for your son Nate. Try for your boy Aaron and your two stubborn daughters who can’t look past their nose sometimes. Try for yourself most of all. Now eat, we went to a lot of trouble to provide you a nice dinner with your son. I will see what I can to do.”