“MOM! Jeez. Can I at least get something on? Yes we did, and yes they could have made us into anything they wanted to. And they would have if I hadn’t freed them from him first.”
“What!” my father said from behind her.
“What’s he doing here!” I said.
“What do you mean? It is my mansion!” he said.
“It was mine first, you know!” she said nastily.
“Now they sound more like parents,” Joey commented.
“What do you mean you set them free?” my mother asked.
“Go look in the next room. They’re asleep,” I said.
When they didn’t move, I said, “GO! WE WANT TO GET DRESSED!”
They did. And we did. Once we were decent, we joined them in the next guest room. My father was on the bed, holding the two unconscious girls, stroking their cheeks. He seemed quite calm.
“They would never disobey me… Never… How did you break them to your will?”
“I didn’t. They set themselves free.”
“You’re lying. You lied to me about your empathic abilities, and you’re lying to me again.”
I sighed. I checked to see if his mental barrier was up, which it was. I could have used an empathic connection, but he might not even believe that.
“Do you want to know from me? Or from them?”
“It doesn’t matter. None of you will tell me the real truth. If you have turned them, they would be able to hide truth from me. Just leave my home. Let me enjoy them before they leave me forever.”
I looked at my mom, who shrugged and said, “He can’t harm you, I made sure of that. When I found out the twins would change your ideals to match his own, I I made him unable to use any force against you.”
I gave my mom a hug, and thanked her.
Then I got on the bed with my father and said, “come on pop. Let’s get these clothes off of you. They have to be driving you crazy. And then I’ll lower all my barriers and shields and let you have a free look around, okay? It’s the only thing I can think of.”
He was staring at nothing, and continued to do so. I sighed again, then looked at my mom to signal I was going to do it. She sighed then too, shook her head, and came over to the bed, pulling her shoes off.
When she reached to pull off her top, she said, “Tim help your father get his clothes off. I’m not leaving until he does me.”
As she slipped out of her blouse, and was about to undo her bra, she noticed I hadn’t moved, and both me and my eyes fathers were on her.
“What are you two looking at?” she said. Noticing my red face, she added. “Oh, Timmy. Stop being so modest. It’s not like you haven’t seen your fair share of naked women before. And if your father doesn’t snap out of it, I’m gonna take out my fourteen year’s of frustration out on him another way.”
My father and I looked at each other, then I said, “Uhm, I guess I’ll just, uhm…”
“Go on,” he said with a weak grin. “Maybe you can let me have a look around your head later. Your mother is a very busy woman. We shouldn’t keep her waiting.”
My mother was now naked, while my father was struggling out of his clothes.
“What about the twins? Couldn’t you cool your jets long enough to find yourself another bed?” I asked, trying not to look.
“Samantha, their bed is a waterbed….”
“You remembered. How sweet,” she said, holding out her hand to my father.
He got up and walked they walked out of the room butt naked. I just sat there, staring at the door where they had just pass through. A minute later, Joey and Suzi walked in with stunned expressions. They came and sat down on the bed beside me and stared with me.
Joey said, “Tim? I got a confession to make.”
He paused as my mother and father began moaning. Loudly.
After the wailing became a steady rhythm, Joey continued, “Your mom gave me a woody.”
I didn’t flinch, but after another five moans I said, “That’s okay Joey. She gave me one too.”
Suzi snapped out of her daze, looking at both of us. Then she went back to stare at the doorway and said, “That makes three of us,” as she rubbed her little hard knob through her shorts and panties.