“Would you stop it? I actually like looking at them, it has some kind of Zen quality to it.”

“Joe, do you think, Sally copes with these two rascals?”

“Well, I’m not so sure, who’s gonna seduce her first, one year old Ben or 17 year old Rosie. Would you stop fretting now, this is our free evening, baby, put this fist into my pussy!”

“We could have taken a motel or …”

“That’s it, Marly, I’m gonna shut you up now …”

“No, Joe, not in my ass, noooo … Gee, yessss.”

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“What’s the brown spot, Momshi? It’s not poop, is it?”

Claudia had a good laugh at her daughter’s sensibilities.

“No, it’s not and even if it is, you just fold the sheet like that, so you don’t touch it. There is nothing human, which you don’t see in a hotel.”

“I know, you keep repeating it.”

“Well, because it’s true. And what did you learn from the brown spot? And from these yellow-white spots?”

“I dunno. Honeymoon?”

Mia sounded exasperated, curious and disgusted at the same time, which produced another fit of laughter from her mother.

“If at all, their second one. This was Mr. and Mrs. Hurley’s room and they were here with their daughter …”

“… Sonia, the red haired girl? She was funny. She liked to jump on the trampoline. But actually she preferred to just lie on it and let me jump. And then she would open her legs and wiggle her hips up and down and touch herself down there giggling and squealing. Made me feel all funny.”

“Well, well, that explains, why they had asked for the KliniK Service, when they booked the weekend.”

“You mean Jenny, the lady with the car, which keeps breaking down. I like her, she’s nice. Is she like Paul, giving massages and such things?”

“Something like that, but Paul comes for single ladies, whereas Jenny helps girls with boy troubles.”

„Boy troubles? You mean, she kicks mean boys in the ass?”

Claudia had another laugh and she barely could get herself around for the necessary admonishment.

“Language, young lady! No, the kind of trouble, where a boy gets you to do things, which you’ll regret then later in life.”

“Like fucking and then becoming pregnant and then being a single Mom like you?”

For once Claudia was speechless.

“Heyo, I’m nearly thirteen, Mom! And I’m growing up in a weekend hide away, so what do you expect?”

“You’re still four months shy of thirteen and for me you’re still a little baby, who shouldn’t use the F- word and who incidentally might have been an accident, but one, which I haven’t regretted one second of my life. And this sheet is folded the wrong way around.”

Mia sighed in resignation at her Mom’s half-choked outburst, before showing remarkable skill in refolding the sheet in record time.

“Better? Do I have to help with the bathroom as well?”

“Does Miss Allgrownup have a date?”

“Just Bella …”

“… and Max.”

“Yeah.”

“Well, that didn’t sound too enthusiastic. Did you have a fight?”

“I dunno. It’s just that … since …”

Mia had moved close to her mother and suddenly hugged her from behind as Claudia was on her way to the bathroom.

“Oops, I’m attacked by a giant cockroach.”

Mia’s giggle ended straight into Claudia’s back with a whispered “I’ve got boy troubles as well, Mommy.”

Slowly turning around Claudia’s worried look met a red faced Mia, who refused to look at her, a single tear marking her still unmarred face, puberty just waiting around the corner to unleash pimples and tantrums.

“Ok young lady, time for a powwow.”

Claudia sat with her back to the bed and placed Mia facing her, their legs entwining like pretzels. Pulling her closer by her hands, Mia’s head came to rest on her shoulder. It always helped Mia to confide in her mother that way since she was a little girl.

“It all started last summer, while we were swimming at the pond like every summer. But somehow it was different, because Bella kept making fun of Max as his dick started growing each time he looked at our little boobies and our new hair down there and I really didn’t like her to be so mean and we always had a big fight. But then in the evening she apologized and said that it was only because she wanted to suck his dick so bad and if I let her suck my little cock she would be nice the next day, but she never was. And so we kept on fighting and making up the whole summer and it was so exhausting, but I didn’t want it to end because she made me feel so good every time she apologized … and then she had her stupid teen plus medical at her posh school and since then she doesn’t let me touch her any more, she didn’t even show me, how she looks now and on top of it all she decided that Max is now her boyfriend, because he prefers clean girls to hussies like me, but I think he doesn’t have much say in it. I suspect she gives him regular blow jobs and that keeps him happy and that’s all what counts. Boys, only thinking with their cocks!”

It all tumbled out in one go and by the time she had finished, Mia had sat up. Her hands, still firmly held by her mother, were flopping around in teenage agitation, her face a mixture of exasperation and despair, her pretty, brown eyes crying out for help. Although she had to laugh at Mia’s last remark, Claudia’s head was reeling. Not only was her suspicion confirmed that the three youngsters were still swimming naked at the old pond like they did as children. But it was the revelation that Bella and her baby girl were lovers and had a rich vocabulary of naughty words that had dread spreading in her stomach like too much acid. Mia was going down the slippery slope towards teenage pregnancy exactly like herself and Bella’s little snip had just come in time.

“Well said, daughter of mine.”

She used her best Indian wise woman voice.

“And girls have a tendency only to think with their pussies, if left to their own devices.”

No reason any more to mince her way of speaking, she could match her daughter’s choice of words any time.

“I think, you’ve got girl and boy troubles and Bella’s teen plus was very timely, just like Sonia’s little operation. And yes, men have a one track mind and there is nothing like a cut pussy to make them hard. So what do you think happened in that bed?”

Claudia’s seemingly sudden change of topic had Mia dumbfounded.

“Dear Sonia crawled into her parents’ bed, because after having lost her clit, she needed comfort from her mother. But dear Mr. Hurley got so worked up by the sight of his recently declitted daughter that his wife had to fuck him the whole night next to their daughter, who probably slept blissfully under the effects of the pain killers … or not.”

It was obvious from her smile that her mother’s story had Mia squirm in unrequited arousal.

“And that’s what happened also to Bella? That means I can’t suck her girl cock anymore?”

“And probably she was infibulated as well. That means, she’s safe fooling around with Max and so now finally she can have him as a boyfriend. And by closing you out, she really is protecting you.”

Mia looked sceptical.

“That’s what it is? But why doesn’t she say anything and what’s infib … whatever?”

“Well, if Bella is not showing you, I can.”

Claudia pulled down her jeans, recognising with certain embarrassment that her thong, which had gone the same way, showed her arousal from all the sexy talk with her daughter. Pulling apart her brownish black pubic hair there it was: the scar, which had solved her predicament, how to juggle a newly born daughter, the obligation of taking over the hotel from her parents, who had decided that this was the ideal moment to finally realise their life long dream of studying with Yogi Mashran in Pradesh, and this primordial desire to loose herself in all the wonderful feelings emanating between her legs. Even Mia’s birth had been an incredibly painful, but at the same time strangely erotic experience, which she knew she wanted to feel again and again. This recognition finally drove her to call the KliniK for an appointment. Mia’s face was a mirror of her own, when she saw herself the first time after the operation at the KliniK: horror and elation, sadness and naughtiness, admiration and … envy?

“If I went to Bella’s school, I would look like that now and Max would be my boy friend.”

Her sulking voice betrayed a hint of disgust, when her finger trailing the scar found the little soaking hole, coming away bathed in Claudia’s secretions. Her curiosity got the better of her and she smelled it before finally tasting it with the tip of her tongue. Smiling she took the finger into her mouth, while looking up into her mother’s eyes.

“Quite different to Bella’s. Less strong somehow. But then, she never washed. She said, it’s more natural that way. I wonder, how she tastes now.”

“Well, to find out, you probably have to become like her.”

Claudia tried to hide her disquiet at the incestuous way, in which her daughter seemed to enjoy her juice by finally leading her into the direction of chastity.

“Why are you still wet like that if you can’t come any more?”

Mia didn’t take the bait – not yet.

“Not being able to come, doesn’t mean you’re not horny, on the contrary. It only means, you can’t really do anything about it, except putting all this energy into something else and that makes me a successful business woman.”

“So fucking the handyman and these special requests by certain couples, it all is just for business? It’s all blowjobs, right?”

There’s nothing like a daughter to burst one’s bubble. Claudia decided, she might well come clean on that one as well and lay back on the bed lifting her legs.

“Wow, you can open your asshole like a fish mouth! Can you show me, how to do that? Bella will be so jealous, if I can milk Max like that.”

Mia’s enthusiasm was infectious, especially as she didn’t hesitate to let her finger be gripped by Claudia’s well trained ass muscle.

“Ok, young lady, there is a precondition though.”

Claudia sat back up, Mia’s finger popping from her ass with a little fart. Claudia pointed at her sexless crotch to emphasize her point.

“Agh that. That’s cool, I want to look like that anyway.”

“And you don’t steal Max from Bella, but you offer yourself to both of them. After all you’ve been best friends since kindergarten, and believe me, there’s nothing like a threesome.”

Mia’s biting of her fingernails reflected a fight between the desire for revenge and the fluttery feeling of closeness, which always overcame her when thinking about these two. It was obvious from her smile, which sentiment won.

“When is Jenny coming the next time?”

There was the steely determination in Mia’s eyes only teenage girls are able to express when on one of their warpaths.

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“No, it goes in here and the plug connects there. Be careful with the wrapping.”

“Ok, ok, Chrissy, I know you Germans are technologically more advanced …”

“Keep mocking me! If these clits are dead by the time they arrive in Japan, it’s gonna be our sorry asses Mr. Fukuda will want on a platter.”

“That’s gonna be a rather frugal meal then, at least frontwise. Aren’t they beautiful? I’ll never understand how you can keep them alive and make them swim like that. Look, now the little one is kissing the big one.”

“Argh, stop it Joe, you romantic fool. It’s just some special preserving fluid, which contrary to formaldehyde doesn’t bleach them out and lets pass an electric current through it, which keeps them twitching, that’s all.”

“Well, I prefer to believe in magic and that they live on as little beautiful fish.”