Priscilla stays, you and Mary go park the RV

With your clean bill of health from the County Health Department, complete with happy ending courtesy of Lindenwood's resident Health Officer Jennifer Bean, you're all set to settle in.

"I'll go see about getting the RV hooked up," you tell Elaine. "I'll catch Marcia at the afternoon meet and greet and we can arrange to get the supplies over to the main building or wherever you want it."

Elaine nods and smiles. "At least Tanya got that part right. Thank you, Mr. and Mrs. Forbes. Marcia can send the cart over."

"Is it OK if I stay here for a bit?" Priscilla asks. "I wanted to ask Elaine and Jenny what it's like living here full time at Lindenwood Acres."

You look to your wife. Mary nods.

"Sure," you tell your travel guest. "If the RV is rocking, don't bother knocking, just come on in."

"Oh honeybear!" Mary protests, not too strongly.

Priscilla and Elaine are laughing loudly and Jenny is smiling.

"See you later!" you tell Priscilla. You nod to Elaine and Jenny. "Thanks for the warm welcome."

They both smile, Jenny smiling a little more.

You wonder if Priscilla will talk herself into staying. Lindenwood Acres might be just the ticket for a single lady, fancy-free and looking to hook up frequently and with variety. With staff and residents who had reason to keep a single willing lady happy as a draw for their more open sex club business, maybe this is a place to stay a good while.

So Priss's daughter might be stuck with house sitting for a while, while her mom was camped out at a former hippie sex commune, making up for lost years by filling up on all the sex she could handle.

You and Mary take the little site map and follow Elaine's directions to the hookup space behind the barn.

While you connect cables and deploy the leveling jacks of this fancy land yacht of an RV in your temporary care, Mary stretches her legs and walks round the area, her caboose swinging nicely in her mom jeans.

From your hook-up space, the barn looks as Elaine described it, rebuilt for lodging on the ground floor, but mostly the old hayloft upstairs, with an open loft door and a cable hoist above it. There's a little rock and flower garden here. and some wooden slat chairs and tables and even a porch swing by one of the front doors.

After you're all set up, with the expander panels cranked out and window-top shades out, you drink a big glass of water and step out to look for Mary.

She's right there at the door, her face in beatific joy like she just had one of her angel visions.

"Honeybear, you know that book I've been reading?" Mary says.

"Loving Community, God's Plan for Open Marriage?" You nod. Or maybe you had it the wrong way round, and it was Open Marriage, God's Plan for Loving Community. "Uh-huh."

"Reverend Butler, the author, he's right here at Lindenwood Acres," your wife says. "And he's teaching a lesson out of his book, here at the Commons House after dinner. What a blessing that Tanya sent us this direction just when he was visiting." She reaches out and takes your hand. "Come, let's go meet him."

"You want to go get your book? Maybe he can sign it with good wishes to you."

"Oh I'm too bashful," Mary says, her cheeks a little pink. "Maybe later on."

Mary leads you over to the porch swing. Sitting there is a Black man in his sixties, you figure, long-limbed and lean, no hair on top of his head, but a closely trimmed gray beard and mustache. He's wearing a light summer sportcoat and trousers over a white button-up shirt. Not too overdressed. On one wrist he wears a wind-up dial watch, and on the other a Lindenwood Acres wristband showing a clean bill of sexual health like yourself, Mary, and Priscilla.

"Reverend, thus is my husband Brian," she says.

"Reverend," you greet him with a deep nod or a shallow bow.

He rises and takes your hand. a warm, firm grasp and a gentle handshake.

"Mr. Forbes, a pleasure to meet you," he says. Nice resonant sermon voice, he has. "Your wife says you've been practicing prayerful open marriage from the start, for over twenty years." He nods. "Bless you both, for seeing the light. I expect I shall have more to learn from you than you from me."

"Oh. I was so happy when I read your book, Reverend," Mary says. "I finally have words to explain what I feel in my heart, how God loves love and what a blessing it can be, in bringing people together in love under His eye and those of his angels."

The Reverend nodded. "You have already taught me another way to express one of the fundamental acts of joyful sharing, Sister Mary. You called it Witnessing in the Body, which brings forth witnessing, that act of sharing the Good News, in ever more than words can say."

Sister Mary? Then they'd talked long enough to be on familiar terms before Mary came to get you. Or maybe it was just Mary's gift at work. You'd seen it a good many times, even though she mostly keeps it turned down while you're around. Mostly.

Mary and Reverend Butler chat enthusiastically about words and doctrine and personal and at-second-hand experiences. His wife is named Alice. She's here with him today, back inside. She's looking forward to prayerful love sharing during their visit. You sway a little on your feet, the warm and already busy day being a cause to feel dozy.

"Oh. please pardon me, Mr. Forbes, I've kept you standing up on a hot day while I carry on. Plenty of room on the swinging bench if you'd like to join me."

Mary pulls you down to sit on the bench. You're in the middle, with Mary and the Reverend talking over you as you lean back, dozing on the warm afternoon.

There's a little shifting of weight on the glider seat. Mary is going to get her book, and Reverend Butler is following her toward the RV. Old Number One twitches. Your dick approves of the prospect of your wife getting dicked by her favorite inspirational author. But then your dick has been on Mary's side since the day you met her.

Do you follow Mary and Reverend Butler, or go see if the Rev's wife Alice is taking visitors?

Choose one to pursue (Mary or Alice) and roll 2d6 + Cool, using Stalk Her. On a Miss you just fall asleep.

Taking the first random event: Assist (physical), A Plot Arc (mystical), and taking the second NPC: Lord (physical), unusual age or origin, personally simple (mystical) and dignified (social), seeking enrichment (technical) gives us Reverend Butler, the author of Loving Community.

You have 5 XP, +0 Hard, +0 Hot, +1 Cool, +1 Control, Eat Pussy, OMG, and Submissive (Mary).

You may spend 5 XP for a new Character Move from Create a Character or add +1 to Hard, Hot, Cool, or Control.

• Follow Mary and the Reverend. 11+1 = 12. You are welcome and she is ready (after receiving the Reverend 's penis?). Describe what happens when you arrive.
• Look to find Alice in the converted barn. 4+1 = 5, you fall asleep before getting up to look for Alice. But maybe she catches you while you have a sleep erection. 2d6 +1=7, yes. What does she think? Special roll +Hot, does she notice and like what she sees? 2d6 = 7, yes. OMG! Roll +Control as Alice sucks your cock.