Next Door Neighbor

After a bit, Lucy looked up at me, and said, 'I'm sorry. I*knew* that there was more to you than you've shown so far, and I*knew* you were a better person that you've let on, and I*knew* you weren't the kind of person to brag or anything like that. It's just that when Mr.

Waters, I mean Muddy, told us what you did, it scared me – thinking that you might have been hurt or killed back then, and I'd have never known you. And being scared made me mad, and I took it out on the wrong person when I really didn't have to be scared or mad, either one.'

I reached out to her, and she put her hand in mine, as I told her 'It's okay, Lucy. What's already happened is over with. I don't do that stuff any more, and I'm not in any danger – except maybe loving you, and Robyn, too much. There's more stuff that I haven't told you for a couple of reasons. First, some of it I can't talk about, for reasons I'll explain. Second, some of it is just stuff that I really don't think makes any difference, or at least, SHOULDN'T make any difference.'

'Why can't you tell me some of it?'

'Because I was in the Army Special Forces. You've heard of the Delta Force, right?'

She nodded, and I went on 'Well, I was doing stuff kind of like that.

Sometimes I had to go places and do things I can't talk about. What I did is probably not so secret now, but until someone officially tells me that, I have to follow the rules, okay?'

She nodded, and I continued by telling her 'While we're kinda on the subject of honesty, I guess I should tell you that I did some other stuff that you might think was dangerous, too. I mean, aside from being in the Army kind of stuff. For example, I jumped out of airplanes a few times. Fortunately, they let me wear a parachute when I had to do that.'

That last bit made her smile, and the bit about the parachute finally made her laugh, a little.

She sat there for a couple of minutes, deep in thought, as the three of us watched her. Finally, she looked up at me, then turned to look at the girls. She turned her chair a bit, so that she was more-orless facing all of us, and said 'Well, if tonight's the night for truth, then I guess there are a few things*I* need to say.'

She looked at Robyn and Sandra and said 'The first truth is that I know you two have been making love with him.'

Robyn and Sandra both turned white as sheets before she went on to say, 'It's okay. You're not in trouble, and I'm not going to say anything to your parents, Sandra. I just want you to know that*I* know, and I'm okay with it. Hell, I've been making love with him, too, as I'm sure you both know, or have guessed. I'm just glad that you both had enough sense to find someone like him that would be patient and gentle and caring as I'm sure he was.'

Both of them were sitting there, jaws working, but no noise coming out, as she told them 'In fact, I kind of envy you. When I was younger, I lost my cherry to a guy that wasn't ANY of the things he is. It hurt, and I was sore for DAYS afterward. In fact, it was a long time before I could really*enjoy* making love, and really understood what a wonderful thing it could be. Even more important, it was a long time before I found someone that I was comfortable with, someone that I could trust, someone that I could just*be* with and not have to worry about what either one of us was doing or thinking. That someone was HIM. So I understand, very well, what it was like for you, and what made you want him to be your first.'

By this point, Robyn and Sandra had finally managed to stop looking like fish, but were still pretty much in a state of shock.

Lucy looked at Robyn, and said 'Robyn' – Robyn pulled herself together enough to look at Lucy – 'I don't know when you lost your cherry. I don't*care* when you lost your cherry. I think I know who you let have it, but I don't need to know the who or how or when.

What matters to me is that you're HAPPY; that you're happy with the same man that I'm happy with only makes it better, in a way – I know that if he makes you even half as good as he does me, then you're doing better than I had any reason to expect, or hope for.'

Next, she looked at Sandra, and said, 'As for you, it's not for me to say anything to you about when you give someone your virginity, who you give it to, or why. The only ones that would have any reason to say anything would be your parents; if it mattered enough to them, they would have said something to you about it before now. If it doesn't, then it's not up to me to enlighten them.'

'There are a couple more things I need to tell BOTH of you. First of those is that I expect that the two of you have been having sex with each other – that is, making love.'

Both turned white, again, then blushed furiously, before she went on by saying, 'Second, I don't mind.' – they went from blushing to absolute amazement in zero seconds flat – 'If it feels good to you, and no one is getting hurt, then go ahead and have fun. I only*ask* that you be careful: there are still too many people out there that think that some kinds of love and pleasure are somehow 'wrong', and would want to hurt you because of what you have together.' She paused a moment, sighed, then went on 'When I was younger, I had a chance to find out what you two have. A small bit of bad timing ruined it for me, and I've been sorry about it ever since.'

Robyn and Sandra were openly staring at her as she went on to tell them 'Yes, I said that I*almost* did it, too.' She stood up, then, and did some kind of complicated shrugging movement that apparently broke the vacuum seal between the dress and her skin: the dress started to fall away from her as she caught it, then let it drop to the floor, standing before us with only a pair of stockings on. She went on to say 'I know that I still look pretty good, but I don't know if I look good*enough* – and the though of having my first girl lover turn me down scares me too much to try and find one now.'

Robyn and Sandra both stared at her, openly, as I watched the three of them. First Robyn, then Sandra, finally broke their gaze from her body to her face, then her eyes. The three of them shared some silent conversation; Robyn and Sandra looked into each others eyes a moment, then, in unison, stood up. Each helped the other unfasten and unzip before they let their dresses pool around their feet to stand naked and unafraid.

Another silent communication between Robyn and Sandra before Robyn said 'Mom, I think you look great', with Sandra adding 'If you, uh, still want to find out, you know, what another girl is like, you can find out with me, if you want.' Robyn followed that with 'Me, too. I love you, mom.'

Lucy turned to look at me, tears in her eyes; I simply smiled and shrugged, saying, 'You've got your chance. Take it, or not – I'm staying out of it, either way.'

She nodded her understanding and acceptance, and looked again at her daughter, and her daughter's friend.

Seeing only nervous willingness in their eyes, Lucy finally stepped out of the puddle of her dress, and moved toward them, raising her arms. They raised theirs, in response, and the three of them finally embraced.

When they finally released each other, Lucy paused a moment, then turned to face Sandra. A moment's hesitation, and she leaned forward a bit to finally kiss her daughter's best friend, full on the lips.

Even from where I was sitting, I could see it as their kiss started with affection before moving to excitement, then arousal. Sandra reached up and haltingly put her hand on Lucy's breast; when no protest came, she quickly cupped it, feeling its greater weight, and firmness. Somewhat reassured, Lucy moved her hand to Sandra's breast in return, and after a few seconds, began caressing and fondling it.

A few seconds after Sandra's movement, Robyn followed suit. She seemed to marvel at the size of her mother's exposed breasts, and delight in their weight and texture. When Sandra and Lucy's kiss finally ended, Robyn cautiously moved in to collect her own kiss.

Lucy was equally nervous, but when their lips touched the first time, the fear and hesitation quickly dissipated: Lucy didn't delay in putting her other hand on one of Robyn's breasts, caressing it and running her fingers over it's erect nipple. When their kiss broke, Lucy raised herself up again, releasing a sigh of relief – followed by one of pleasure as each of the girls took one of her breasts in their mouth, sucking on both her nipples at the same time.

After a few seconds, Lucy turned her head to look at me – and finding that I was still dressed, and still in the chair I'd been occupying.

I smiled at her, and gestured that she should go ahead. She smiled back, and mouthed 'thank you' toward me before turning her attention to the two young girls in front of her. After that, none of them seemed to take the slightest notice of me.

After a couple of minutes, the girls came up for air, and the three of the shared a round-robin of kisses before Robyn and Sandra parted, inviting Lucy to get on the bed. I could see the nervous anticipation on her face as she climbed to the middle, then moved onto her back, looking up at the youngsters.