Family Reunion

You help your grandpa carry the bags in, two ratty leather satchels and two big well traveled backpacks. In your new body the bags are a lot heavier than you were expecting. He is subtle about it but he makes sure to take the heavier ones and leaves the lighter ones to you. You lead him to your old room and are surprised to see it barely looked like the room you had been in just that morning. El had boxed up most of the stuff and had the boxes piled along one wall. The place had a blank guest room feel to it though you could still smell the old Jesse lingering like a ghost.

The afternoon absolutely flies by as they regale you with stories of their international adventures and their laid back life in Vietnam. They lived in a beach hut along the shore of a tropical bay. They had absolutely fallen in love with their adopted community and country. You could just tell they already missed it despite how happy they were to see you all. They show you a small stack of actual photos of their idyllic life abroad, no digital camera or iphone for them. The photos showed them living a retirement most only dreamed of. You see adorable dark haired children, markets, beach parties, friends, lounging, climbing, swimming, etc. Your grandma in the photos always had on something to conceal herself, but she had gotten more creative than just the long thick dress.

Fiona is the first to come home. As she hangs up her jacket your grandparents both say. "Fifi!"

She freezes for a moment before turning back. "No way!" She strides forward and gives them each a big hug and a kiss. They are absolutely in awe of the proud statuesque woman before them. They say hello and do the usual catching up stuff before Fiona finally says. "I told you guys last time...please don't call me Fifi." Everyone has a good laugh at that.

Before long your Aunt comes through the door, an overnight bag in her hand and a folded up realty flyer under her arm. As with everyone else she is shocked to see her parents. They are curious about the overnight bag but they don't say anything. Noticing the paper under her arm they can see ads for houses for sale, some of them with big pink highlighter circles round them.

"Are you looking for a new place? Yours is so nice." Your grandma says. "A bit cold and sterile, but nice."

"Er, yeah." Peg says with little glance toward her sister. "Just looking you know. For fun. And you never know what you might find."

As Helen and Peg chat with their parents you manage to pull Fiona out toward the kitchen. You'd been dying to talk with her. You whisper. "How'd it go with Allison today?"

Fiona shrugs as if she hardly cared. "Eh...fine. She's cool I guess."

You grin. Your sister was playing it cool but there was definitely something there. "Seeing her tomorrow?"

She shrugs again. "I guess. We'll probably meet up or something." Your grin only widens. Looks like your worries were for nothing.

Finally Chloe rolls in, she too had an overnight bag plus an overstuffed box of belongings. A purple dildo among the things poking out the top. She has a huge happy smile. "I"M HOME!" She announces loudly. You face palm as you see her. You should have texted her about not moving in right away, you had assumed she would have figured that out on her own. Never assume with Chloe. Your grandfather rushes to help her with the box, looking into it with trepidation. Once more though, no judgment. Chloe was Chloe. Your cousin tosses you your car key.

Your mother groans. "Chloe..." She sighs. "...not tonight...okay whatever. Just throw that in Fiona's room for now."

"What!?" Fiona gripes. She settles herself a moment, not wanting to throw a fuss with your special visitors there, she then says. "Fine."

Once more the greetings and such go through their cycle and plans for supper begin.

Chloe makes a point of gathering the three Bailey sisters together. "We need to talk." She says. "In private."

As your elders talk the four of you head upstairs. You gather in Fiona's room, the four of you stand facing each other. You all look at Chloe.

She looks up at the three of you with a naughty grin. "Anyone want a BJ?"

You all groan. Fiona complains. "Is THAT what you brought us up here for?"

Chloe giggles. "Sorry. I didn't get my after work tug." She then looks seriously at you. "I think it's time." You wait for her to continue. "I think it's time for Grandma and Grandpa to be let in on the secret. They should know, they should be a part of it. It's time they joined the club." She gives you her wide toothy grin, her huge brown eyes looking at you expectantly.

Fiona shakes her head. "No fucking way. They are old as hell and happy together in paradise. Let's let them grow old and continue believing they have a normal family back home. Why mess that up now?"

Chloe was surprised at the push back. "They should know. Truth is always better than a lie. Among family at least. Besides, it's going to be mighty awkward around here until they leave if we don't say something. Also...this might be our last chance to see them. Our last chance to be WITH them." She winks, her wide grin is back. "I say...let's fuck em!" She makes a big exaggerated thrusting motion with her arms and hips.

Fiona is dubious. "You're making assumptions Chloe. They might think we're freaks. I mean...we are freaks, but we don't know how they'll react. They might be disappointed in us, they might end up hating us or feeling bad this all started right under their noses." You could feel El was worried about disappointing them, you were too. But you could also feel Chloe's suggestion held a lot of appeal to her as well, once more, same with you.

"They're Bailey's aren't they? They'll love it!" Chloe states confidently. "Besides...they'll still love us. No matter what. That much I know."

You offer. "We could just tell them without...'bringing them in'."

Chloe rolls her eyes. "Boring! Besides, I'd much rather them be a part of this than just knowing about it." You kind of had to agree with her in a weird sort of way. A shared sin would be easier to live with. If you just told them you'd never really know how they felt about it. What Chloe was suggesting was wicked and corrupting, there was no denying that. But her twisted logic was finding purchase in your mind. Besides, your suggestion could be a fall back option if you try Chloe's plan and it goes poorly.

"Do they even...'do it' anymore?" El wonders. "I mean they're what, 70, 71? That's old."

Chloe and Fiona both laugh. Chloe informs you. "Oh they do it. I called them a few months back, they were right in the middle of it. Grandma answered the phone anyways." You all share a good chuckle over that one. "Plus look at them, they look like, I dunno, 15 years younger than they actually are. They are two fit seniors!"

Fiona then rebuts. "And Mom and Peg? They'll absolutely flip their shit."

Chloe puts her hands on her hips defiantly. "Time for the new generation to step up. We're adults now, we get a say in this. And we outnumber them." She adds. "You can't tell me you don't want to. C'mon gals, let's do this." What a rabble-rouser Chloe was! She was a handful in more ways than one.

Fiona grimaces. "Okay, okay. Listen. Whatever we do, we do together. We'll need a united front against the Moms."

"Thanks...Sis." Chloe says to Fiona. You all share a brief warm moment as the truth of Chloe's parentage is finally acknowledged between you all. After a time Chloe nods. "Okay. I vote we bring them in then shag their brains out."

Fiona shakes her head and laughs. "Eloquently put. I vote we leave them alone and let them be happy in their ignorance."

They both look at you and El. It was a no-brainer that you'd vote together, but which way would you vote?

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