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SixMothers

The whole thing started when I'd been pulling Responsible Adult dutyfor my best friend, Paul, by watching out for his 3 kids while he wasout of town on business. I'd accidentally seen his daughter, Jan, masturbating.

After reassuring her that what she'd been doing was perfectly normal, I'd gone on to get her started on sex education (with Paul's consent), since that was something of a non-subject at the parochial school sheand her two younger brothers went to. From there, I'd gone on to deflowerJan – at her request, and with Paul's permission! – but only after I'dthe same thing for Jan's best friend, Kelly. Much to my surprise, theyounger-than-I-was Kelly and I hit it off – and were soon living together.

Not long after Kelly and I became an 'item', Kelly and Jan got togetherand organized a small party – during which I was called on to separateseveral girls from their virginity – at their request. Afterall the girls had graduated college and started on their careers, I was tapped by a client (I'm an engineer specializing in Instrumentation and Control systems) to scout out factory sites for them – in the Philippines.

Kelly had accompanied me, and we'd made a new friend, Marlyn, who had come to the U.S. with her niece for a period of training before going back to serve as the factory's Public Affairs rep.

It was a Saturday afternoon, and Kelly and I were lounging around thehouse when my home automation system, Mabel (Machine Access By EnglishLanguage) let us know that the mailman had come.

Since Kelly was laying on top of me as the two of us necked, she was the one that got up and went to see what we'd gotten. When she came back into the living room where I was, I could see that she had an airmail envelope in her hand. Since we only knew one person that would be sendingus airmail – our friend Marlyn, in the Philippines – I asked "Sowhat does Marlyn have to say?"

Kelly was still reading, but told me "She says that everything'sgoing well – she thinks the idiots that were fussing about the factoryhave finally given up. After her and Ted opened the clinic up to anybodythat needed it, that pretty much put and end to it."

I sat up, and Kelly came over to sit on my lap – not even giving mea dirty look when I made a noise of complaint that I thought she wastoo heavy. She knew, all too well, that I loved her, and that I was happyto have her on my lap any time. In a few moments, she'd settled down, and I was able to read Marlyn's letter over her shoulder. Marlyn wenton to write to us that Marilyn, her biological niece and our 'adopted' niece, was doing extremely well in school – that the school was going tomake arrangements for her to start taking some 'advanced' courses tohelp get her started and ready for college. Marilyn had had her 13thbirthday after they left, and was already scheduled to start high school the following academic year.

Marlyn also let us know that she'd been out on quite a few dates with Ted, the factory manager, and that the two of them got along very well.

Not just professionally, but personally, too. He was rapidly learningto fit into Filipino society, and was learning Tagalog fairly well; thosetwo facts did much to alleviate any lingering resentment there mighthave been about a 'Kano' (Amerikano) running what a vocal few thoughtshould have been a local factory. In the year since they'd started production, she'd had exactly one person quit – and that because his father had died, and he felt obliged to move back to the distant town where he'd grownup so he could take care of his mother. Marlyn had offered to pay tobring his mother there and find someone to help take care of her; theman had been tempted, but finally decided not to accept.

When we'd finished the letter, Kelly set it on the table at the endof the couch we were on before standing up and gesturing that she wantedme to lay down. I did, and she quickly moved to lay on top of me, facingme. After a bit, she started playing with the few hairs I had on my chest-the one, sure thing she did that let me know she had something on hermind. I just continued to lay there, holding her, knowing that she'dsay something to me when she was ready.

Some time later, she finally looked into my face, and asked "Dan, you remember the promise you made to me when we got married?"