"The red one? Are you sure? God, women are so complicated!"

Chapter 80

When you come back inside behind Carrie, nobody seems to have noticed you. The group continues to sit at the table with Melina and has fun. While Carrie sits down next to Emma again, you stand still and look at the girls at the big table. As you look at the group, its various subgroups and the mingling of them, the thought occurs to you that you may not be needed as much as you first thought. Denise discusses wine with Rachel, and Susan and Claire listen to Karen tell a story from school. Maureen gives your sisters a lecture about what college is like and what else they can look forward to. It's a self-contained world that either doesn't notice the looks and muttered comments at the tables around you or just ignores them. Yes, they are quite loud, but today is a special day too, it's bright outside and the restaurant isn't really upscale, although you'd rather not say that to Melina. Seeing the group among themselves gives you a strange feeling and it's so strong that you stop to get to the bottom of it first.

When you look at the girls you inevitably get the feeling that you are not needed. This is a good thing, of course, but it also pinches your stomach, which is full of ice. You would never do anything about this situation - the girls, not the ice cream - and there lay great joy at the girls' happy faces. When you look at the McKinleys, the feelings intensify. Claire asks her sister something and she only answers briefly and brusquely before turning around again. Claire pouts a little and shrinks in her chair. Your sisters have a lot of fun and everyone else behaves exuberantly. Even Carrie smiles at an anecdote from Emma. Actually, you are not needed here. It's a girl's world in front of you. Inwardly, you know that this thought is wrong and that you are almost exclusively responsible for closing - or at least repairing - the large potholes on the lives of many of these people. Your three beloved sisters blossom under your love. Millie gets up and gesticulates wildly to Rachel, Megan holds on to Maureen with laughter, who also seems happier than ever. Denise giggles lightly and eats the ice cream you ordered for her. If you look at her you see almost nothing in her behavior, her body or her actions that you did not determine today. From her clothes to the ice cream that she has in front of her, you showed her the way. And she laughs, giggles and is happy.

Yes, you really have no reason to be upset. You listen to yourself. Maybe it's not a negative feeling either. You wouldn't know how that would feel in connection with your loved ones anyway. You keep concentrating and think you can see it. And when Claire notices you and her face brightens it comes clear to you. When the girl walks away from the table with a happy 'Finn!' and runs towards you - leaving her sister behind, certainly regretting that she created the framework for the gesture - you recognize the feeling. It is the desire to be able to take care of someone. At first, you are deeply frightened and glad that Claire does not seem to recognize this in her childlike enthusiasm. Are you like a parasite who feeds on the bad feelings of the people you love and who love you? But when Claire puts her arms close around you with greater **** for her than for you, something wonderful opens up to you. This is what all my girls have told me about. So far you haven't understood, but now you are one step closer to the solution.

What you felt was your loved one's wish that you also have happy feelings. And not only the abundant kind that comes when you make someone happy, but also the previously heavily neglected joy in you when you can do something that makes yourself happy. That you also help other people with that is the reason why you have so much love in your life. Yeah, it's all about love. Your girls love you because you would and do anything for them. They love you because you only think about them and their happiness. And you never got the idea to ask for something in return. If you argued that you were having sex with four girls, they always looked at you strangely and now you get it. You actually make them happy with it. No, not with the sex itself. But with the fact that, under the constant effort for them, you finally accept their help and take care of yourself. It's a paradoxical situation. You help the girls by getting help by helping other girls. A triangular effect that cannot be destroyed. And with that thought and the feeling of Claire by your side, the unpleasant feelings disappear and only the group in front of you, the girls who are your world and those who will soon be, remain.

Melina is sitting at the table with her chin resting on her crossed hands and looking at you through the hustle and bustle with eagle eyes. She is the only one who has noticed your inner change. Nothing escapes her and she makes it known with a conspiratorial smile.

"Did you hear what my sister said to me?" asks Claire, pressing her face to your stomach. Without taking your eyes off Melina, you put your hands on her shoulders.

"I didn't say anything at all!" shouts Susan from her seat and a family father two tables away angrily drops his fork loudly on the plate.

"Yes, she did", Claire opposed her sister. "She implied I eat like a baby."

"She certainly didn't mean it that way." You pat the girl on the shoulders which hugs you so closely and gently placing a hand on her head. Melina is closely following your actions.

"Yes, she did," replies Claire.

"Yes, I did!" calls Susan and you roll your eyes while Melina raises an eyebrow. Then she rises and comes towards you and your appendage.

"Can I speak to you for a moment?" she whispers and stands in front of you, the small body of Claire between you. First she looks from you to Melina and then back to your face.

"But I wanted to go with Finn and..."

"If you put too much strain on Finn, he'll prefer your sister to you," Melina says coldly and your jaws drop like the one of Claire too.

"You see?" calls Susan from the table much too loud for the distance and the father of the family calls almost in panic for a waitress.

"And you." Melina turns to Susan. “Who is the baby here? Your sister has what she wants and your behavior doesn't exactly invite Finn to your side.” Susan is also silenced.

"Are you leaving us alone?" asks Claire suddenly with a broken voice and presses even closer to you. Susan also sags in her seat. The others at the table are divided in their attentiveness and Giselle is trying to explain to the father of the family that the restaurant is expressly approved for children.

"No, I won't leave you alone, I promise." You stroke the little girl's head and look at Melina with wide eyes and a panicked expression. "What the fuck?" you whisper so softly that actually only your mouth moves. But Melina just grins.

"So, can I borrow Finn for a short time now, or do I have to take him away from you forever?" The gesture works and Claire reluctantly lets you go. You hardly have the heart to let the girl go, but you fear that Melina will also wreck you if you don't obey her. You and Claire smile at each other one last time, then she sits down next to her sister who begins to speak to her silently.

“And be good to one another. Make Finn proud. ”After a short hesitation, the two sisters embrace, although you cannot admire the spectacle for long, because Melina takes you by the hand and pulls you away from the action.

You don't go outside, but past Giselle and the table with the family, who has meanwhile been calmed down by Giselle, through a door that says 'Personal Only'. Melina just pulls you through it. You cross a kitchen with your kidnapper waving to the people inside. Nobody seems to care about your behavior. Then it goes up a flight of stairs to the flat roof of the bilding. When you step out into the sun, you are first blinded by the light, but then you recognize something special.

"Wow. No wonder that you take a break so often.“ You're just amazed.

"What does that mean now?" grins the waitress and lets go of you. She no longer needs to direct you because you walk by yourself over the hot felt roofing to the small swimming pool, the sunshade, the table, the cool-box and the two chairs. "Do you think I'm only working here because of the delicious ice cream?" You follow her example and take off your shoes and place them next to hers.

"I should actually be downstairs with..." But you have already sat down and put your feet in the cold water. Melina does the same next to you.

“Don't worry about your sisters. You saw them. They have enough Finn in their life to sustain themselves. "

"You should bring out a calendar with your sayings" you laugh and Melina grins happily too. Then she moans with gusto and stretches out on the chair. Next to you the ventilation of the restaurant rushes but the noise of the street only reaches you weakly up here. An airplane pulls in mid-height over your heads but you cannot see it because the screen obscures your view, but also keeps the sun away from you. The cold water makes it easy to endure the temperatures up here. "Your own little lake" you mumble and look around. A green garden hose runs over one corner of the roof from which the cold water runs.

“Not as beautiful as your lake, I think,” speculates the person sitting next to you. Then she reaches into the cool-box next to her. "But I have something that you don't have in your super-rich houses."

"We're not... ah, forget it." Melina laughs and takes two cans out of the box.

“What kind of beer is that?” you ask, not recognizing the label.

"Russki" Melina just says and looks at you conspiratorially. You lower the can.

"I still have to drive" you grin apologetically and give her the can back. The redhead rolls her eyes, but puts the can back and shortly afterward holds a blue-white-red can in her hand.

"Pussy" she says and tosses you the Pepsi.

"That's even worse," you say at first, but then change your mind. Sugar water is sugar water and the Cola Wars are long gone.

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“So, what did you want from me?” you ask, rubbing your neck with the cold can. Then you open it with a satisfied 'clack-hiss' and sip at it. Melina giggles next to you, something she's rarely done before.

“Isn't that obvious?” she asks, leaning her head on the backrest and looking at you from the side.

“What, up here? In the paddling pool or what?” You have to laugh first but then think about it more carefully. Actually not a bad idea and Melina looks really fantastic. She not only has a very special and slightly rotten… or, very rotten aura, but also a natural with whom you can identify very easily. You are very different in terms of humor, the approach to problems and the way you deal with people, but that's exactly what makes you fit together so well. Add to that her red hair and... you shake your head. Not now. But you admit that you've always had a thing for women in uniform. Damn, school! I have four girlfriends and they all go to school with me in school uniforms. Fuck!

“Am I that close to my goals?” she asks knowingly and takes you from one fantasy to the next. You moan and give up. After all, you gave her your word and it is thanks to her - in large part - that you are now in the 'really bad' position of sleeping with four women.

"I promised it to you," you say and shrug your shoulders.

“So is it official? The girls that I saw you with this... wait... Emma? The one with the glasses?” You nod.

"Girlfriend."

"And your sisters?"

“Millie, Megan, Maureen. Girlfriends.“ You take a quick breath. "Well, Maureen is taking a little time, but yes, Girlfriend."

"And with all of them you have...?"

"Yes, at least once."

"Fuuuuck..." Melina nods her head in appreciation. "Finn and his dick made of steel."

"More like a heart of gold" you grin.

"Damn... really impressive..." Melina is briefly calm and examines you intensely. Yes, I'll sleep with her on this rooftop. "Then there is only one question left for me."

"What position? I suggest sitting in the pool. It's kind of special." Melina looks at you and then bursts into laughter that makes your little soldier shrink like the Soviet Union in 1991. "What? Didn't you want to?” You don't know what to do next. This girl thinks on a different level than you do. And that turns you on a lot. Now that you've figured out how to make your girlfriends even happier - and yourself, too - you wouldn't mind a quick and intense 'hassle' on the roof of an ice cream restaurant. Who has that in their vita? But Melina just shakes her head and amazes you even more. Damn that girl.

"Believe me, honey, that's coming, don't worry." She winks conspiratorially at you. "But first we have to clarify something."

"I can get condoms," you say and look over to the mall. It wouldn't be like your sisters and Emma, but you owe it to Melina to protect yourself and above all her. Or she likes the thrill. A cold gush of water on your face cool you down again.

"Come down again you horny goat" she laughs and leans back again. You do the same but are completely confused. Melina sees this and becomes serious again. “So you're with your sisters and Emma. Congratulations. You did well.” You nod and wait for her next step. "Then why are these other girls hanging on you?"

"Oooh..."Now it reaches your brain. Then you tell Melinaabout Denise and her bad experiences. You leave out the private things but it is enough that Melina understands. Then it is the turn of Susan and Claire and by the time you finish the girl with the red ponytail is actually speechless.

"Shit..." She shakes her head. "Crap."

"It's not that bad," you mumble, a little embarrassed.

“When I saw you for the first time, you seemed special to me.” You ask her why and how she means that, you still don't see her point of view. “Just buy beauty products for the girls. Who does something like that? At first I thought of a fool in love whom I could help briefly. Then I saw the ammounds and thought: The poor guy has a very vain girlfriend.” You both laugh. "When... wait, I'm not that good at it yet... Millie... no Megan came and... Maureen too, I noticed."

"Ah, how we looked at each other."

"Yes, that too. But most of all, how you looked at the girls. How you threw yourself between them.” She laughs again. “Don't hold it against me, but one immediately saw how you feel about them. For both of them."

“I hope that was just your particular feminine instinct. Otherwise I'll be screwed."

"You already are." Melina lifts her hand and counts, although she doesn't have enough fingers on one hand to count the girls in your life. This only makes the dimensions of your relationships even more clear to you. "When I saved you... yes I did, don't look at me like that... I thought there was more to it than that. A boy with so many girls? And in love with so many of them? It's like a row of dominoes.” She's right, and it pretty much describes what's going on in your life right now. "Tell me, how do you feel about not only... well, 'may' sound more logical than 'having to', taking care of Megan, Maureen, Millie and Emma, but also Denise and Susan and Claire? Damn it, your life needs a damn mind map to keep up with it.” You laugh again and it's a cheerful laugh. You are lucky that you found a solution so recently, otherwise, your mood would be completely different now.

"Honestly? I feel very good. I can help people.” You explain your thoughts to her that you are helping the girls and they help you by allowing you to help them. “I know that sounds crazy. But it is like that. I haven't asked them about it yet, as I said, I only came up with it today. But it's just so logical.” Melina nods thoughtfully and sips on her beer. Isn't she still at work?

“And now you don't have to worry anymore. That's great. I am happy for you."

"No" you shake your head seriously. "I'll never stop worrying." You giggle to yourself. “That's such a strange thing too. My girlfriends don't like it when I worry, but they understand that that's one of the reasons we can all be together. They relieve me of all the burdens they can, but I have to and want to worry about their happiness. So no, sorry, but I'm not making it easy for myself."

"That's good," says Melina and pats you on the shoulder. "If you had said anything else, I would have thrown you off the roof."

"I almost thought" you grin. Together you are silent again, but not long enough for your thoughts to drift back to the girls under you. Melina knows very well how to give you space, but also to control you.

“That brings me back to the subject I wanted to talk to you about. Now that you don't have to worry about Emma and your sisters, how do you feel about the other three?"

"It's... interesting." You tilt your head and see what Melina is working towards. "Now that the question of whether I am allowed is answered, the question of 'how' is in the room."

"Exactly." You think about it for a full minute, but nobody looks at the clock. Finally, you figured out your answer.

“Denise is still suffering a lot. She doesn't show it, but I know she's afraid of the future."

"Who wouldn't in her situation?"

"Right. She's counting on me to fix it, but I don't know if I can. The others help me with this, but I'm not a damned psychiatrist or psychologist. She wants guidance from me and security, but so far I've only told her what to eat and what clothes to wear. Is that the right therapy if you have been abused by your brother for years?” No question that has ever been asked is more rhetorical than this and you can feel the anger rising up inside you. “I can wipe this guy out like I beat up Josh. But unlike Maureen, that doesn't save Denise. I like to decide for the rest of my life whether she has cocoa or orange juice for breakfast, but I damn well have to do more. Much more. I just don't know what."

"Let Denise be my concern" comes from your side and you snap your head at Melina. She gasps in surprise at the desolate expression on your face.

“Heavens, don't panic. I'm not going to take her away from you.” She giggles again, but you can also see how she is watching you out of the corner of her eye. Then she explains herself. "You said she does everything you tell her to do?"

"I haven't tried it yet, but..."

“I bet she will. Look, here, my suggestion. Bring her to me before you go home with her. I have a plan."

"Which?"

"You won't like it." She grins viciously. “I already know you well enough to be able to tell you that. But I promise you will be better afterward. And your other friends won't have a problem with that either. I… know someone who can help Denise with her problems.” She looks at you and laughs at your stunned face. Then she plays an intimidated child in such a convincing way that you can't be mad at her. She plays me like a damn fiddle. Melina puts her pale index finger to her slightly red lips and asks in a high voice: "You trust me, don't you?"

"Mmmmmhyea" you grumble and cross your hands in front of your chest. Really mature buddy.

"Do not worry. If I'm wrong, you can blame me. Credible Assignability. What works for the president also works here, I promise. Nobody will be mad at you."

"Promise?" you ask, sounding really nervous. It's less about you than Denise. If only your well-being was at stake, then you would love to play high stakes. But with Denise? So early after her revelation? But it's Melina, and that's what makes the difference.

“I promise.” You shake hands and you're happy to finally turn to easier topics. "So. Susan and Claire…“ Fuck!

---

“What was that supposed to mean earlier?” you ask after you have forcefully focused your head on the new topic. Doesn't that cause some permanent damage? Your life is crazy enough as it is. Embrace the madness!

"Come on Finn, my naive little boy." Melina actually makes the subject even more fun. "The way that Emma looks at you, sooner or later you have to worry about children." Now you're actually **** on the remains of your Pepsi.

“Oh shit, hold on” you cough. “I hardly have my life under control. How am I supposed to control Emma or the others?” But somehow it worked so far. But you don't know why. But you have Melina for that, she has apparently already spent your whole life with you the way she looks at you.

"Maybe you should see it from the other side." You raise your eyebrows. "Come on" she grins at you. “Hasn't it occurred to you that your life will work better if you can control others first? What Susan and Claire want is a strong hand. A hand that guides them."

"Are you sure? I mean, okay, the two respond well to a serious tone and harsh gestures, but I think their parents are already so represented on the field that I don't really fit in there anymore.” You shrug your shoulders. “Sure it works better than arguing with them, but have you seen how the two react to harsh words? As if I were the witch king of Angmar."

"What?"

"Lord of the Rings, forget it."

“Oh, so not just the Star Wars nerd? You go all in.” You notice that Melina uses these little changes from your complicated life to keep you focused and not to push yourself into a corner. Clever girl. Then the offensive again.

“Do you really think the two of them do this so that you can treat and control them like children? Just so you could give them candy and a hug?” That kind of sounds like a pedophile.

"What's wrong with my kindness?" Shit, that sounds worse and worse.

"Nothing. It's just not what they want."

"What?" You grunt. “I think this is the first time you’re wrong my dear. No offense, but Susan and Claire feel very comfortable in my presence and I think that's because of my nice manner." Melina looks at you mischievously grinning and you understand.

"Well played my dear sorceress." Apparently not only you can use words for yourself and what you did earlier with Carrie is now applied to you. “Okay, you are right. I like them both. That Susan trusts me and listens to me is a nice feeling and that Claire is so dependent on me moves me. Their parents are just too strict and I am the opposite of that. That's why I always feel so bad when I have to be strict with them."

"And when do you sleep with them?" You can't **** because your Pepsi has run out. Melina takes care of the supply and when you open the next can you think about her words.

“Millie said they'd like to sleep with me. I know that I seem to have a… certain attraction to girls.” You still find it difficult to admit that to yourself and others. "But I think the role of a father is all enough to them."

"Oh Finn, Finn, Finn." Melina throws her hands in the air. “The two don't want a father. They want a daddy.” You just look at her blankly. “They like you to give them security. I know it from the parents of Giselle. Do this, do that, but don't that. Follow these rules, ours and those of society. Go abroad. Find yourself a friend, but not a girlfriend. What, you are a lesbian? Get out of our house. No, come back again. We love you. We hate you. Come here. Get out of here.” The red-haired girl pauses, shakes her head and comes back to you. "You're a great guy Finn, believe me. But you have a bigger problem with these two than with any other girl."

"What? I can not be that... okay, go on."

"Good boy. The two are not in love with you because you are so nice, they... "

"Who says that they... oh shit, go on."

“They love you because their parents put so much pressure on them that the first nice boy they meet and who treat them with affection opens their little suppressed hearts. It won't be enough that you are nice to them. Did you see how the little one... eh, Claire, treated you?” Suddenly you see the consequences of your behavior. And also why Claire cried so bitterly. Not because she broke a plate or wasted food, but because she disappointed you, the guy who gives her guidance, stability and still affection.

"She was mad at herself because she didn't listen to me and instead let her wild demeanor guide her," you recognize and rub your face with the cold can. Your head hurts with so much responsibility.

"Right. The two look up to you because you embody everything they want for their future and lives. For them, you are security in life, a help with their parents and guidance through difficulties.” Melina seems as if she is completing her master plan while you feel more and more weight on your shoulders. “This is not normal love, I'm sorry. But be happy, because it's not a normal addiction either."

"What is it then?" You sound ****. But you and Melina feel a curiosity in your bowels that you did not know before. Not only do you have bad feelings about what is coming your way. The respectful but strict control over Susan, the feverish desire to please you from Claire, not only arouses concern in you, also not only lust. But also something else. Melina frowns, weighs her words and then speaks them out.

“That's a connection, buddy. Sorry to tell you that, but I think you have two children now."

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"Fuck" comes after endless seconds of awe and confusion. "Fuck." A hand pats you cheerfully on the shoulder.

"Don't worry about it. Most pregnancies are unwanted. And that could be the first immaculate conception in over two thousand years." You just look at Melina in disbelief which only laughs while your brain in your head is stuck into a blender without a lid and splashes on the inside walls of your skull.

"See it positively" grins the girl next to you and your head turns weakly to her. "You don't have to pay alimony, puberty is already over and oh yes..." She grins even wider and dirtier. "You can sleep with them whenever you want." Her hands go to her mouth and her eyes are wide open in shock. "What did I say? I'm sorry about it. Of course I said you have to sleep with them, soon."

---

"Okay, I need a break," you say after you close your eyes for several minutes trying not to lose your mind. You will have to ask your girls later whether that worked, but in the meantime Melina keeps looking at you curiously while she sips at her can and plays with her feet in the paddling pool.

"Poor Finn" she grins a bit madly. “So many pussies and just one cock to please them all. No guy in the world wants to swap with you.” Then her behavior changes when she sees you and the abrupt change in her voice makes you sit up and take notice. "But no guy in the world could do that either. Now listen. Yes, this is stressful and difficult to process. But remember that you have the help of many people. Your challenges are not that big if you imagine the help of others. Am I not right?” Reluctantly, you nod, still tortured by your brain.

“I have ****. That's the way I want to go and my girls want it too.” You rub your hands over your face. "I'm still so young, but I think I'll have to get Viagra."

“With those bodies? I saw the looks you gave Megan.” She pats you on the shoulder again, then shrugs and stands up. You lower your hands at just the right moment to perceive the sunshine that is darkened by a body. Then Melina has already sat down on you with her legs apart.

"Your girls have a nice view from here," she grins and studies your body. "I can't wait to see that too." She presses her thighs together and rubs her crotch skillfully over your awakening boner. She does this well and after just a few seconds the blood flow in your body has shifted completely and with that your brain coles down to a temperature still overhead but not near the melting point of carbon. You raise your hands to her hips. "Now that I've helped you again, do you think you can repay your debt?" Yes, oh god yes! But at that moment the sun comes out from under the edge of the umbrella and reminds you of your duty. Groaning, you grab Melina tightly around the hips and lift the girl off of you. You are both not happy with it, but you both understand the necessity.

“It's my sister's birthday today,” you moan under the weight of your arms rather than out of frustration. Megan could never be responsible for such bad feelings.

"I'll get you Lynchwood." Melina says and helps you up. You stand together under the umbrella with bare feet in the water.

"I know" you give up. "It's not a question of 'if' but of 'when'." Melina is happy that you are using her strategy. When you put socks and shoes on your feet again, she looks at you from a stooped position.

"Do you still have my number?"

“Afraid of losing it?” You grin. “You've asked that before."

“Yes,” she admits without further ado. “If that doesn't work, I would always blame myself.” You stand in front of her and hug her. A strange feeling, you know that Melina doesn't need it. But still she reciprocates the gesture, and of course her hands wander to your bottom.

"Do not worry. I don't want to miss that either,” you assure her. Then you separate. "But now I have to go to my girlfriends and my... fuck... children."

"If that helps you, look at them like tight holes on legs," Melina says lightly and you have to snort.

"That doesn't help a bit." She gives you a hard clap on the ass.

"Then see them as people you can help if you come close to them." With that you go downstairs.

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"There you are at last!" exclaims Megan and comes running towards you. You still can't breathe when you look at her dress, which plays around her body. Your sister lands in your arms and you turn her around in the hallway, legs flying and all. "Are you okay? What's with you? Did she kidnap you?”

"I'm sorry it took so long." You kiss her on the mouth, first briefly, but she doesn't want to part with you. You still hold her in the air, her feet in her light sneakers stretched away from her, and all eyes in the restaurant are on you. "It was important, can you forgive me?" You ask a little too seriously and Megan notices your feelings. Again her soft lips press against yours and your head is spinning. But then she looks at you and you put her back on the floor. She grabs your hand tightly and won't let go.

“Of course you dumbass. I love you. Do you remember what I said last night?"

"Yes I do. Thank you.” You sit down at the table and Melina actually prepares to move back to Giselle. You're calling her back quickly. "When ends your shift today?"

"As soon as I want." Why isn't that surprising for you? “You know, overtime and such. But I still have to take care of Giselle and the kitchen. The poor thing is always overwhelmed with it.” She almost sounds sorry.

"Megan?" Your sister looks at you curiously. "Is it okay if Melina accompanies us tonight?" Your sister wants to say something, but you have to add something. "And of course Giselle too, if she wants."

"On one condition," replies Megan, but looks happy. It is left to Giselle to deal with the few complaints about the intimate behavior of you and Megan when you show her who she, according to her words, 'belong' to 'for the rest of my life'. "I told you that you can have a life of your own outside of our small group," Megan smiles sheepishly and licks her lips. Either she tastes the cola on you or she only tastes you.

"But today…"

“We finally got you to enjoy life. I'll tell you what,” she says and suggests a compromise. "We're going to have a nice party tonight." She turns around to face the group. "We all. Dancing and singing and having fun and drinking until morning.” The reactions are positive and you are the only one who needs to be convinced. “And for that I see you by my side tonight as long as you want and without remorse when you take care of other girls. That would be a nice present for me." She nibbles on her lip and plays around on your shirt. "That and another kiss." You love to follow this wish and after your lips have parted for the third time, Megan remembers something else. "Oh yes. And no remorse because I am so accommodating to you. Because I don't. I want you to enjoy your life, get it?"

"Whatever my wombat demands of me."

"Pfft shit, you call her wombat?" Melina almost collapses. "It doesn't get any sweeter."

"He calls me a princess" says Millie and Melina almost burst with laughter.

"This is such a damn cotton candy world here." But she seems pleased to see you in your sisters' arms. After all, she has mercy on Giselle in the room after telling you when the two of them have finished work.

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You look around the group a little embarrassed. Megan leans at your side, Millie spoons out the remains of her ice cream and the others talk - mostly about you and Melina. Carrie helps you bring the subject to something other than you and girls, giving you the opportunity to put the words spoken on the rooftop into action. Without letting go of the arm of Megan you whisper in her ear: "Can you doing me a favor?" She turns her head to you and her eyes sparkle with anticipation. She nods and shows her beautiful white teeth. "If I say something right away, can you..." you have to suppress a grin yourself "Can you then pretend that you can't get enough of me?"

"It will be difficult, but I can do it," comes the giggled answer in a whisper. Then you arm yourself and prepare.

"Susan, Claire?" You clear your throat and two heads snap around to you. "Denise?" A third head twitches in your direction. The ice in front of them is forgotten and the conversations they had had are interrupted. As did your thoughts when you feel two skillful hands on your chest. Fingers slide longingly over your frame, dig into your shirt and trace the contours of your upper body. A head is at your side and a ponytail falls over your shoulder while a leg rests under the table over yours. She doesn't play that, you notice grinning. "When we go to party tonight, I trust that you will behave." You look at Denise, who can hardly hold your gaze. "That's not a question," you emphasize. "I know you will." She looks relieved and happy and smiles at you with a big grin, while Megan rubs her tight over your crotch. You nod sublime to her, playing your role for her but also beginning to enjoy it. Then you look at the siblings. “And that makes me really proud of you.” The two girls involuntarily hold hands and can barely stay on their seats. Karen giggles at the sight, but Rachel gives her an elbow swipe in the ribs. You block it all out and focus on the role you play for them. "You've been doing great lately and I promise I'll come up with something for you guys, okay?"

"Okay!" grins Susan and Claire just nod wildly. Then their eyes widen again as your voice darkens a few nuances.

"But I expect first-class behavior today, okay?" The two nod again and even Denise agrees. "Thank you."

The two siblings reply almost at the same time, “Gladly”.

"If you behave well, you will also get a reward." Your hand wanders upon the body of Megan and she purrs contentedly when your hand finds one of the mounts below her dress. Not only the three girls look at you spellbound as your fingers run over the breasts of Megan, who hugs you tightly, closes her eyes and is happy to be with you.

"I'm always good for you Finn" your middle sister hums with closed eyes but a mischievous and heated grin on her lips. "Everything for my big brother." You kiss her cheek and let her go. For the three girls, this is an illustrative lesson, for Megan an expression of gratitude to a perfect sister. You definitely have the attention of everyone at the table. You ask Denise how the sundae tastes you have chosen and get - of course - a positive answer and you make sure that Susan has a full belly and Claire has a clean mouth. Emma is watching you and if you just said a word, she would crawl across the table and pounce on you. Carrie rolls her eyes and keeps your girlfriend in check for you while Rachel keeps Karenunder control. You let your gaze wander over the faces at the table again and realize that you now see the girls a little differently. Melina that damn sorceress. Megan and Millie love you so much they could almost burst. Megan can have your body right now and that helps and Millie his held back by the desire to show you her good behavior. Maureen is happy with the situation. Emma pulls herself together painfully, but does not take her eyes off you. And Denise, Susan and Claire look dreamily into their half-empty or empty desserts and dream about you and the effect of your words.

Today is not only a touchstone for your ability to bring the happiness of all girls under one roof, but also for making yourself happy... and so other people at the same time. And if you study the looks of the three girls in question, it can only lead to an extension of your harem. Crap. Susan and Claire are my... they are in my... Oh that's not good. But Melina also said I shouldn't see her so much as my... fuck... children. You breathe in and out quietly. Somehow you get along with the two of them. The only remaining question is whether you sleep with Melina before or after her performance on Denise. Or both. All you wanted to do here by the lake was celebrate the birthdays of your two sisters... and get around your own. It will definitely be an interesting time.

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Here AGAIN the SAME link to the SAME poll. I'm not sure if I made my intentions clear. Should probably stop posting at 0400 in the morning. I added them in the last chapter and now here too. The question is if you want an opportunity, to can communicate with me about the story without the restrictions of this site. Naturally, I still will post here for all you people. Just want to know, if there is a way for me to make the communication better. Do you want me to create a Discord account where we can chat or do you want me to stay on CHYOA and use the comment function on the right side? Or do you just want to Fap, which is okay with me. :)

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