The True Path 14

By Red Rover

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THE TRUE PATH

Major Characters

Hamilton Family: Fred (43) –electrician, Carol (41) – beautician.   Children: Debbie (17), Eric (Ricky) (15) and Eddie (12)

Radcliffe Family:   Jack (44) - Chief Constable, Edna (42) - Nurse practitioner.   Children: Mark (17), Connie (15), Harry (12)   Cook and Head Housekeeper: Mrs. Whitney Anderson (53)

Martell Family: Marie (38) -- Cashier (widowed) Children: Jimmy (18), (Roxanne (13)

Warren Family   Richard (51) -- Judge, Harriet (46) Lawyer.   Children: Leslie (17), Bobbie (11), David (9)

Chapter 14

Dinner was excellent as usual and everybody enjoyed themselves. Conversation was mostly rehashing the events of the day. Connie, who had missed the whole thing, wanted to know every detail and everybody’s version. Mrs. Anderson had quietly placed a pillow on Leslie’s chair for her, but she still squirmed a bit from time to time, which Connie found greatly amusing, but did not comment on, knowing that neither Jack nor Eric would tolerate teasing at the dinner table.   After dinner, the boys cleared the table and the girls brought out coffee, milk and dessert into the living room. They served the adults first, of course, then Mark and Eric.

As they sat down, Debbie spoke up. “Uncle Jack, I don’t think Eric and Mark should have to help with the cleaning up after meals any more. I mean, they are grownups now and we girls should be doing the work. There are three of us, so it’s not really a big deal for us. “ Connie and Leslie nodded in agreement.

Jack raised his eyebrows. “That’s fine with me if you girls are in agreement. I am proud that you would make that decision on your own. It shows that you are maturing, which is wonderful.”

Eric looked pleased. “It was not a big deal for us, but if you girls want it that way, we have no problem with it. We expect to pull our weight around here, of course, but we can do the heavy lifting stuff that the girls aren’t strong enough to do easily. And I want to take my driving test as soon as possible so Mark doesn’t have to do all the driving.”

Oh, and another thing,” Eric continued. “I want to change the rules on the bathrooms on the third floor. From now on anybody can use any bathroom at any time. The girls are naked most of the time and neither Mark nor I have any modesty hang-ups, so pretty much anything goes on the third floor as far as dress is concerned. Is that OK with everybody?”

The three girls and Mark nodded in agreement. “That makes it easier for everybody,” Mark said. “There’s a shower in one bathroom and a tub in the other, so we can use whichever we want without checking with anybody.”

Jack and Edna nodded. “Eric, you are in charge on the third floor. Whatever you say goes.” Jack said.   “I reserve the right to veto anything illegal or immoral, but beyond that, you’re free to do whatever you want.”

Connie giggled. “Does that mean I can take a shower with Eric if I want to?”

Leslie glared at her. “Not if you want to have any hair left on your head, baby sister.”

“Oh, and I have one more announcement,” Jack said. “I have figured out what to do with Jimmy Martell. We can’t really charge him with anything, even though we know that he took advantage of Debbie’s innocence to seduce her.” Debbie blushed.

“So I contacted some people I know down in Edmonton and was able to get Jimmy and his mother jobs in a hardware store down there. There is also a Catholic girl’s school that would be just right for Roxanne. There’s a sizable French community there, so I think they will be more comfortable among their own kind than they were here. And Marie will make more money than she did at the grocery store here.”

“That’s great, Uncle Jack,” Debbie said. “I hate to have to face Jimmy around town after what’s happened. And he won’t be able to get any of the local girls in trouble. There are a lot of girls here who would fall for him like I did. In a big city like Edmonton, the girls will be more sophisticated.”

“Well, I wouldn’t guarantee that he won’t get into trouble,” Jack said. “But it will be Edmonton’s problem, not mine.”

As they finished their desserts and we about to disperse, Connie spoke up again. “Haven’t we forgotten something?”

Jack looked puzzled, “What’s that, kitten?”

“Debbie’s evening spanking,” Connie chortled. “Leslie got one but Debbie didn’t.”

Debbie glared at Connie, “Bigmouth!”

“That’s right,” Mark said. “OK, Debbie, come on over.” He sat in the straight chair and Debbie put herself over his lap, making a face at Connie who stuck her tongue out at her.

Mark gave Debbie a fairly short hand spanking, which was enough to redden her bottom and bring on a few tears, but not anywhere near a severe spanking.

As Mark released Debbie and both got up, Eric moved to take his place. “Our little sister seems to enjoy watching other girls get spanked a bit too much. Come over here, Connie.”

Connie protested, but climbed over Eric’s lap reluctantly.   Eric gave her a harder spanking that Mark had given Debbie, but nowhere near as hard as he had spanked Leslie before dinner.

Edna laughed. “Well now we have three little girls with red bottoms. Everything is in balance.”

Everybody but Connie laughed and the group dispersed. The young people went up to the third floor to watch TV in the playroom. And Edna and Jack watched a movie in the living room.

Connie was the first to start yawning. “Bedtime for Baby”, She announced.   She went over and got firm hugs and pats on the bottom from Mark and Eric. She took a log shower and trundled off to bed.

Eric and Mark were ensconced in the two big leather chairs in the TV room, with Debbie and Leslie, snuggling happily in their laps. Marked suddenly grinned and chuckled. “I wonder what our classmates would think of this scene. Two teenage boys holding two naked girls in their laps in their parents’ house at 10:30 PM. Not to mention a little fondling here and there.”

Eric and the girls laughed. “Most of them would be jealous as hell,” Eric said. “And our teachers would be outraged. But Uncle Jack and the Judge trust us not to do anything immoral.” He ran his hand slowly along Leslie’s bare inner thigh. “A little harmless fondling never hurt anybody. And they know that we are pledged not to have sex until we are out of high school.”

Leslie giggled. “I think the girls would be even more jealous of us than the boys would be about Mark and Eric. How many of them have the chance to be fondled by men who know just how a girl likes to be fondled without trying to molest her?”

Debbie nodded. “Well I sure learned my lesson. Sex with somebody who’s just after your body is nothing compared to being cuddled by a strong man who respects you as a person and is totally concerned with YOUR best interests.”

Mark chuckled again, “You know, Big brother, I think these girls actually like us, even if we do spank their bare bottoms every day.”

Leslie sighed contentedly. “I’d rather be spanked and fondled by Eric that be groped by some sweaty jock smelling of cheap beer and Copenhagen. And Eric knows exactly where I like to be stroked. And I need the spankings to help me behave. A judge’s daughter can get away with a lot because people don’t want to say no to her. But Eric knows that Daddy will back him up no matter how often he smacks my poor defenseless bottom.”

Debbie giggled. “Yes, and Mark is the same with me. I think we are the two luckiest girls in Alberta.”

The TV program ended and the nightly news came on. Debbie stretched and climbed out of Mark’s lap. “Connie had a good idea, Mark. How would you like to take a shower with your naughty little girl?”

“Best offer I’ve had all night,” Mark said with a grin. “Let’s go for it.”

They walked out of the TV room and vanished into the smaller bathroom.

Leslie started fiddling with Eric’s shirt buttons, unbuttoning them one at a time. “You know, I really liked getting a bath from you last night,” she cooed. “Are you interested in washing a little girl again tonight?”

Eric chuckled and tweaked her nipple. “Sure thing, Babygirl. It was good clean fun.”

Leslie groaned. “If I made a bad pun like that, you’d smack my bottom.”

“Well, I’m probably going to do that anyway,” Eric said. “So let’s get your little pink bottom into the tub and I’ll scrub you all squeaky clean.”

As they passed the smaller bathroom, they could hear giggles and the sound of a shower. “Sounds like those two are having a good time,” Eric observed with a broad smile.

Leslie undid a few more or Eric’s shirt buttons. “Well, we can have some good clean fun too,” she quipped.

Eric smacked her bottom. “Glad you reminded me of my duty.”

Leslie squealed and scampered down the hallway. Eric smiled at her bouncy bottom and pulled his shirt off. He tossed it into his bedroom and continued down the hallway at a more leisurely pace. Leslie had started the water running in the tub. Eric kicked off his shoes and pulled off his socks and T shirt. Then he unbuckled his belt and lowered his pants.

Leslie pretended astonishment. “Are you really going to expose your rampant manhood to an innocent little girl like me?” She simpered.

Eric laughed. “You, young lady, have read altogether too many romance novels. I am sure you are not going to swoon over seeing a man’s apparatus.”

Leslie’s eyes widened as Eric’s briefs followed his pants to the floor. “It’s a good thing I’m not the swooning type. But that is very impressive. And I’m going to have to wait two whole years to take full advantage of it. However will I control myself?”

Eric ruffled her hair and smacked her bottom. “I think you are controllable, seems to be working so far.”

Leslie squealed and climbed into the tub. Eric helped her sit down and tossed in the pink rubber ducky. The bath went much the same as it had the night before with both teens enjoying the intimate contact. Leslie took advantage of Eric’s nudity to splash a bit more than was absolutely necessary. When she was squeaky clean, he dried her off with the big fluffy towel, escorted her back to her room and tucked her in with a gentle kiss on the forehead. Then he went down to the other bathroom and took a quick shower, put on his pajamas and retired to his room.

Not being ready to go to sleep, Eric sat up in bed and was reading a new Science Fiction novel when he heard a rather timid rap on the door. “Who is it?” He asked.

The door opened a crack and a small voice said. “It’s me, Leslie. Can I come in?”

“Of course, baby.” He responded. “Come on in.”

Leslie came into his room and stood beside his bed. “I couldn’t sleep,“ She said. “And I wanted to talk about some serious stuff. Is it OK to do it now?’

Eric sat up in bed and motioned her to sit down beside him. “Anytime you want to talk serious stuff is fine with me, kitten.” He said, patting her gently on the thigh.

She took a deep breath. “OK, you know I really like you, don’t you? And it’s not like a schoolgirl crush, I really think you could be the man I could spend my life with.”

Eric smiled and put his arm around her waist, drawing her close to him. “I’m glad to hear that, honey, because I really like you too. I have since we were ten or eleven years old. Why do you think I agreed to take care of you?”

Leslie sighed in relief and gave him a quick kiss on the cheek. “You have no idea how hard it was for me to come here tonight,” she said. “I was afraid you’d just smack my bottom and tell me to grow up or something.”

Eric chuckled. “Leslie, I may tease you about being a silly little kid, but it’s just teasing. I know that you are more mature than 90% of the girls your age and you are going to be a strong, intelligent woman someday very soon. But the True Path culture keeps girls at an immature level longer than boys. I’d like to change that, but I’m just a kid myself in the eyes of the Church, whatever Jack and the Judge say. They can sign papers saying that Mark and I are adult men, but the rest of the people in the Church won’t take anybody under 40 seriously.”

Leslie, sighed. “I know and I know that Dad and Uncle Jack are trying to change that, but there are a lot of old men and women who have the power in the church. But I love you and you love me and there is nothing adolescent about our relationship.”

She paused and asked, “Do you know about the Life Companion program?”

He shook his head. “I’ve heard the term but never knew exactly what it meant. You know my parents were not very active in the Church. We all went to services, but never got into the more ritualistic programs.”

“Well, it’s sort of like a pre-marriage thing, but there’s a lot more to it,” Leslie said. “A young man and a young woman will enter into a special agreement for life where they swear they will always love and support each other. That part is pretty much like a normal marriage. But there are more than two people involved. Usually between five and ten couples will join together in what is called a Life Company. There are special bonding ceremonies where the couples make vows to the other couples so that the whole group is bonded together like a family, even though nobody in the Company is necessarily related to each other.”

“Wow, that’s quite a concept,” Eric exclaimed. “I like the idea, but it sure would require a lot of trust to pull it off.”

Leslie smiled. “Well, I think that Dad and Uncle Jack are planning to set us up as one of the couples in a Life Company. And Mark and Debbie will be in it too. Along with some more young people from the church. But you can’t say anything about it, even to Debbie and Mark. Promise?”

“Of course,” Eric said. “I keep my secrets as well as anybody. And this sounds hugely important.”

“So do you think you’d like to be my Life Companion?” Leslie asked timidly. ‘it’s a really big decision.”

“No doubt in my mind,” Eric declared fervently. “You are the woman I want to spend the rest of my life with and having Mark and Debbie as fellow Companions would be great.”

Tears filled Leslie’s eyes and she turned over and climbed into Eric’s lap, hugging him fiercely. Eric blinked back tears himself and returned the hugs and kisses enthusiastically.

“So when do I ask your father for your hand?” He asked, semi-seriously.

“Not until I am finished with my Bare Days sentence. She responded. “I want to at least get some of my almost-adult status back before we start getting serious. Right now everybody thinks I am a silly little girl who got herself into trouble by being dumb. That’s actually closer to the truth than I would ever admit. But I want to look responsible when we get formally engaged.”

“Makes sense,” Eric said. “So I will just be your Big Brother until your time is up. The rest is between us.”

Leslie got up from his lap and started toward the door. Then she turned around and looked at him and blushed. “I have a really dumb question,” She said hesitantly.

“Babygirl, the only dumb questions are the ones you DON”T ask.” Eric replied. Let’s hear it.”

She blushed again. “Well, I know that when a man or boy is attracted to a girl and sees her naked, there is normally a physical reaction. And you’ve seen me naked, washed my most private parts and held me naked on your lap, but I haven’t seen an obvious reaction.”

Eric threw back his head and laughed. “You mean that I don’t get an erection when I am around you, eh?”

“Yes,” She said. “It’s like you don’t really get turned on looking at me.”

“Honey, I love every part of your gorgeous body,” Eric stated firmly. “But you have probably never heard of the Sanjo Mantra.”

“Sanjo?” She said, puzzled. “It sounds Japanese, but I never heard of it.”

“It was supposedly named for an ancient Japanese Emperor,” Eric explained, “but nobody knows if he actually invented it or not. It is a kind of mind-over-matter chant that you do in your head. It prevents your penis from becoming erect. I have no idea how it works, but it does. It is used by monks to restrain themselves from showing arousal when around women. Uncle Jack taught us to me and Mark years ago when we were just getting into puberty. Just don’t tell anybody about it, it’s supposed to be a man-to-man thing. It doesn’t work on women, though.”

Leslie giggled. “So you and Mark are playing with naked girls all day and secretly lusting after us but use mind control not to show it, eh? That’s funny.”

Eric grinned. “It’s not that hard once you have gotten it firmly into your mind. Learning was a bitch, but I’ve been practicing it for four years now. It’s like riding a bicycle, it just becomes automatic after a while.”

He turned her around and smacked her bottom. “Now it’s off to bed with you, young lady. Sweet dreams and remember I love you.”

Although both young people went back to their beds, it was a long time before either fell asleep.

End of Chapter 14

(The End)