legs and all the rest of them. As I looked at them, though, I found that my eyes kept going back to Kelly – as much as I loved and cared for all of them, and wished all of them the very best in the world, there was no escaping the fact that it was Kelly whose presence and wit and intelligence and personality that I most enjoyed.
Gradually, they all came back to Earth, and sat up – then taking a can of Coke from the tray with an appreciative smile to me.
When they were all again sitting up – side by side – I just sat there looking at them for a few seconds. Jan and Kelly didn't pay any attention to me; I did it enough with them that they'd gotten used to it – but I could see that it was starting to unsettle Candice a bit. She finally looked directly at me, and asked 'What?', nervously.
'Don't worry about it – he does that with us, too, all the time.', Jan told her.
'What's he doing?', Candice asked, slightly exasperated.
'Just looking at us. He does that. If you ask him, he'll just tell you that he likes looking at prettiness, and that he thinks you're pretty, too. There's nothing wrong; he's not upset or anything, he's just having fun looking at us. Looking at a damn smelly mess,*I* think, but there you go.', Kelly said.
Candice asked me 'Is that right? Is that what you're doing?'
I nodded, and told her 'Yup, Ever actually watch a sunset? How the clouds and colors and everything change as the sun goes down?'
She shook her head, and I told her 'Try it sometime. I don't mean just look at it several times as it's happening, but put all of your attention on it, and watch it. It's beautiful – every time.'
Candice looked at me, doubtfully. Kelly saw it, and told her 'Really.
It's true. When he told ME to do that, I thought he was getting senile.
But then I decided to try it one day. The more I actually watched it, the prettier it got – and the more I actually got into it; it was like me and the sunset, we were the same thing. Weird. But definitely cool.'
Jan spoke up, telling her 'I did it, too – and it is weird, but most definitely cool, too. I felt the same thing that Kelly just said – like I was part of the sunset. Since then, it's like I can look at things, and if I'm patient, I can actually see them, a lot better than I used to. Flowers, snowflakes, trees, all of it – once you learn how to actually look at something, and SEE it, you never feel the same way about it again.'
Candice looked at me, questioningly, and I told her 'It's a Zen thing I picked up – if you can focus your attention on something, I mean*really* focus on it, then you start experiencing all the things there are about it. If it moves or changes, then you really start to open up to experiencing the outside world. If it's something that doesn't move, like a Zen garden, then you start to open up on the inside, and start learning things about yourself. Either way, your mind expands, and helps make you a better person.'
Candice got a thoughtful look on her face, and I could tell that she was resolving to try it – and soon.
After a bit, Candice spoke up, saying 'As nice as all of this has been'
– 'Damn right!' Jan offered, making all of us laugh – 'I still have to get home before long – my parents expect me for supper, tonight.'
'Not a problem. We'll clean up, and Jan and I will take you home in my car. You'll get there in plenty of time.', Kelly said.
That settled, the three of them finished their drinks before getting up to head toward the master bathroom, and it's larger shower. Some 45 minutes later, they reappeared, dressed and Candice with her bag in her hand. I stood up, and went over to her to give her a hug, saying 'Candice, it was a pleasure having you here – and not for what happened this afternoon.'
She looked into my eyes a second before answering 'It was a pleasure for me too – because of what happened this afternoon. And yesterday, and last night, and all the other times I've been around you.' She shared Looks with Kelly and Jan, and turned back to me to say 'I know that I'm welcome here – not just for fun, but for any reason I want to be here; and that makes me feel really good inside. And I know that I'm welcome to come back and make love with you again, either alone, or with either or both of Jan and Kelly. You – all of you! – make me feel more relaxed and welcome and at home than I do in my 'real' home; and I can't tell you how good that makes me feel.' With that, she moved into my arms for a kiss, and giving me a fierce hug – and doing the same to both Kelly, then Jan. She sniffled a bit, but had a happy smile on her face as the three of them got their coats and headed for Kelly's car in the garage.
When they were gone, I went around the house, picking things up and just giving the place a light cleaning – collecting the clothes that Kelly and Jan had forgotten, putting away the tray and setting the cups in the dishwasher, and so on.
Perhaps half an hour later, I heard them return, and when they came in, I could see that their eyes were a little red from having cried at some point on the way back. When I asked them what had happened, they told me that they'd cried because they were so happy – the entire ride over to Candice's house, she'd done nothing but express how happy and contented and welcome she felt, and how she was looking forward to coming back to visit as often as she could.
When they'd told me that, Jan spoke up, asking 'So how many was it, Uncle Dan? How many times did you make all of them happy?', teasing me.
'I don't know – I didn't know I was supposed to be keeping score.
Probably around a hundred, I suppose.', I answered, teasing her right back.
Both of them laughed before Kelly said 'Well, however many it *really* was, you made all of them very, very happy – even Susan.'. Turning to Jan, she said 'I think we can mark this one up as a success, don't you?'
'You bet. I think we all had more fun than we did at the other sleepover, and I know that we're all better friends than we were before.', Jan added.
Kelly only snorted at that.
About that time, my stomach growled, and Jan looked at me in surprise, saying 'That's right – we haven't eaten yet, have we?'
I couldn't resist the temptation, and said 'Well, you two did, but I didn't – and I'm ready for supper, too!'
It took a second before both of them got it, and gave me the Goober look; then Jan said 'It's a little late, now. How about something light, like sandwiches and chips?'
Kelly and I agreed, and she went into the kitchen, reappearing a few minutes later with ham and cheese sandwiches, potato chips, and sodas for all of us. We sat there, quietly discussing the sleepover/party/orgy as we ate
Even though it still wasn't particular late, we were all still running on short sleep rations, and after another couple of hours, elected to go to bed.
With me being nude already, I got to cheer and whistle and clap from the bed as I watched the two of them get undressed – and in the spirit of the moment, both got grins on their faces, and went about taking their clothes off as though doing a strip tease.
When they were done, the joined me, and I fell asleep with them on either side of me, facing me, each with an arm across my chest and their breasts pressed into my sides.
The next morning, we took our time getting out of bed and moving – all of us were content to just lay there and snuggle for a while before hunger, thirst, and the call of the bathroom eventually got us all out of bed. Over the course of the day, we had ample time and opportunity to make love with each other – Kelly and Jan first, then a bit later, me and Jan, since she had to get home. When we were alone, Kelly and I shared a leisurely, pleasant session of lovemaking that left both of us thoroughly satiated.
Tuesday afternoon, I was in the office when I got a call; my secretary told me that it was from a Roy Carson. It took me a few seconds to connect the last name to Robyn. Sure enough, it was her dad.
'This is Dan. How may I help you Mr. Carson?'
'Yes, Mr. Marshall, this is Robyn's father. I believe she was at your home over the weekend for a sleepover?'
'Yes, Mr. Carson, I remember her. Is there a problem?'
'Not at all – in fact, quite the opposite is true. Could I ask you what happened at that little party they had?'
'Well, the girls seemed to spend most of their time talking, to the best of my knowledge. I spent very little time actually with all of them.'.
Technically true – most of my time was with them in a one-on-one situation.
'Uh, did you have an opportunity to talk with all of them?', he asked.
