Drawing on the Dark Side of the Brain ©2018 Elder Road Books, Serialized edition ISBN 978-1-939275-83-7
Drawing on the Dark Side of the Brain
13
Commitment
BY SOME MIRACLE, none of us had to work on Saturday night. We’d just started working this week and some of us hadn’t even finished training yet. I was sure that our schedules would get screwed up pretty soon. Sarah Lynn and I were both working at the grocery store. Kelly was at Donaldson’s. Charmaine and Jas had both landed waitressing jobs at Applebee’s. Only Ariel was still unemployed and I wasn’t sure what she’d be doing. I just figured this was the last chance for a while that we’d all be able to spend the night together, so I called Granddad. He agreed we could use the lower level room for an overnight campout.
We needed a meeting. The house we’d toured was beginning to grow on us. I think we could all see possibilities that would require a little work over the summer but would give us a pretty decent space to live in by the time school started. The big question was whether we could afford it.
“Three grand sounds like an awful lot for that dump,” Ariel sighed.
“Even twenty-one hundred is a stretch,” Kelly agreed. “But I like it.”
“Here’s a question before we all start shooting it down,” Charmaine said. She was usually the quietest of all of us, so when she spoke, we listened. “How many of you originally intended to live in a dorm this fall?” All except Kelly raised their hands. I know she was intending to just live at home and commute by bus to the campus. I wasn’t sure what Charmaine had planned to do since she was doing the polling and didn’t raise her hand. “Now, have you looked at the cost of dorm rooms? They cost between nine and twelve thousand for the school year. Keep in mind that is room and board. You get meals at some level. The very cheapest rooms are what they call expanded living. Nice name, but it means that instead of two in a dorm room, there are three. Same room-size, just more crowded.”
“Ten grand for a year of room and board doesn’t sound so bad,” Sarah Lynn said. “And there are janitors. You only have to clean your own room, not the bathroom and kitchen.”
“Not like the former tenants in our house ever cleaned,” I jabbed.
“I agree that ten thousand dollars a year isn’t a bad rate for the services, but it isn’t for a year,” Charmaine continued. “It’s for the school year, September through May. And not even all of that. You can’t stay in the dorm over winter break. There’s a month that the school expects you to go home to mommy like a good little girl.”
“Wait. So, we pay ten grand for eight months?” Kelly asked.
“Yeah. Twelve-fifty a month and you still have to deal with winter break and summer,” Charmaine said. “When you look at that, even the five hundred a month is a bargain. At three-fifty, it’s a steal—though we have to do our own cleaning and cooking.”
“If we showed Jett’s and my moms that place, they’d hit it like an atom bomb. Everything would be clean and sterilized in a week,” Jas said.
“What about food?” Ariel asked. “Do we all just buy our own, or do we pool the money and create menus?”
“That would be most efficient,” Charmaine said, “but maybe everyone isn’t willing to do that. I checked the USDA website and it says that the monthly food cost for a nineteen-year-old is between two-eighty and three-seventy-five. At the top end, you have a male who eats out part of his meals—or orders pizza.” We looked at the empty pizza boxes in front of us and started laughing.
“So, what you are saying, if I have the number right in my head, is that we’d pay twelve-fifty a month for eight months of campus housing and food, or we’d pay a maximum of eight-fifty and we could get it down to six hundred a month for twelve months of living independently with each other,” Sarah Lynn said. “I’m in.”
“Me, too,” I said.
“There’s only three bedrooms,” Jas said. “Who gets to be roommates? And can we get a double bed for Jett’s room?”
“We should get a king-size bed and use the other two rooms for overflow,” Ariel laughed. “I’m in.”
“I have a request,” Kelly said.
“Go with it, girlfriend,” Jas answered.
“Um… Not that I don’t want to room with any of you, but I need to earn a lot more money than I do to pay for school and housing. That’s why I was going to live at home. But I’ve been experimenting a little with some help from one of my co-workers at Donaldson’s. She uses her job there just so she can answer the question, ‘Where do you work?’ without admitting she’s a stripper.”
“Kelly, are you still thinking of becoming a stripper?” I asked softly.
“Not exactly. I told you something Thursday and it’s still true. You’re really the only male I want to be close to—in any way. Delilah doesn’t work in a club. She does it all online. I mean, we’ve been doing that with each other for three years. You’ve probably all seen me come a million times. Why not add a few anonymous viewers who will pay for the privilege?” she said.
“Can you really make money that way?” Jas asked.
“Yeah, but please don’t go into competition with me,” Kelly laughed. “Delilah says that in a slow month, she makes about a thousand dollars. During her birthday month this year, she made five thousand.”
I could see where this was going at last. I had no strong feelings one way or another about Kelly doing sex shows for online viewers. What she needed, though, was a broadcast space.
“That’s why you are interested in the attic,” I said. “You would have your own private studio.”
“Yeah. I’d need a few things to make sure I could do a good quality broadcast. For example, I’d need a broadband connection that was stable and had unlimited high-speed internet. The agent already told us that I’d need a space heater. Maybe some lights and stuff,” Kelly said.
“How are you going to pay for the startup costs?” I asked. “I mean, we do okay with our short sessions and WiFi, but aren’t you going to need a more powerful computer and camera and stuff for this?”
“Um… You know my mom is a single parent, right? Well, Siobhan has always been very upfront with me about sex and men and all. She’s got a nice secretarial job now, but when she was my age, she was a stripper. Exotic dancer, as she says. Exotic enough that she got knocked up and I came along. That changed a lot of her career. Anyway, she knows I do stuff online with you. And it’s one of the reasons I’ve had this birth control implant since my first period,” Kelly giggled. “Anyway, she doesn’t make enough to pay for college, but she said that if this is what I wanted to do, she’d invest in new equipment for me and give me tips.”
“Your mom is so cool,” Charmaine sighed.
“I don’t mind Kelly having the big room, but I think Jett needs a room, too. Maybe not his own bedroom by himself because we all want to sleep with him,” Jas said. “But Jett needs somewhere to paint and not be limited by studio hours and availability at the U.”
“That one should be obvious,” Ariel said. “What would we do with that office space off the living room? If it’s not too crowded for you, Jett, would that work as a private space to paint?”
“Yeah. That would work. I don’t have much more room than that in my bedroom at home and there wouldn’t be a bed in this room,” I said.
“Which brings us to the lease,” Sarah Lynn said. “Do we each sign separately, or have just one or two of us sign with the others subletting?”
“A hundred and fifty bucks a month is eighteen hundred a year,” Jas said. “We could bank that and all go to Florida for spring break.”
“Who should sign the lease?” Kelly asked.
“Jett and me,” Charmaine answered. We jerked our heads around to look at our quiet friend. “It makes sense. Jas and I found the place, but when we toured it, the agent addressed all her comments to Jett. It’s just a reality of the world. She just figured we were his harem.”
“We are,” Jas giggled.
“So why you?” Sarah Lynn asked.
“Because I’m going to be our group’s accountant and treasurer,” Charmaine answered. “Jas is studying business and marketing which will always be helpful. Ariel is in engineering. You’re doing rocket science and brain surgery as a double major or something. Kelly is doing sex. Jett is doing art. I’m the only one who is doing numbers. I should write the checks for our rent and groceries and such.”
“Char, do you have any idea how much you mean to all of us?” I asked. The other girls nodded. I’d been about to object to having my name on the lease, but her simple and selfless declaration made me change my mind. We had a lot of things to work out, but we had found a place to work on them.
CHARMAINE AND I went in to the agency Monday after I got off work and signed the lease. I paid the damage deposit and first month’s rent. Well, if this didn’t work out, I’d just signed away most of the thirty thousand I had in my account. The agent said they would have the house ‘mucked out’—like it was a horse stall—by the end of the week and we could have the keys, even though it was still a week before the first of the month.
The next day I met Char after work again and we went to the bank with seven hundred fifty-dollar checks from each of us. We tried to open a business account and were told we needed to create a business first. I had about thirty-five thousand in that bank, so they were really helpful and showed us the options. She helped us set up a co-op and navigate the state registration process. Then, we could open a checking account for our club. All the checks were made out to me but, because I had a healthy checking account at the bank, I was permitted to endorse the checks payable to our co-op. We set it up as a basic food co-op with the house as our location. We could now pay the rent and pay for food from the co-op account. Charmaine figured out that because I paid the damage deposit and the first month’s rent, I didn’t need to pay my ‘dues’ for six months. She was registered as the treasurer and I was registered as the president of the co-op.
“God! I feel like I just married you!” Charmaine said. “Can we go on our honeymoon now?”
“With all our four other wives?” I laughed.
“Yeah. There is that. Um… Jett?”
“Are you okay, Charmaine?”
“Yeah. I guess. I really do want to make love to you, you know?” Char hesitated for a few seconds and I wasn’t sure if I was supposed to answer. “I’m just not quite ready.”
“We didn’t put anything in our registration that said members of the co-op have to have sex with Jett,” I said. “We’re going to live together and I hope you will let me hug you, you know? But you don’t have to have sex with me or any of the others in order to be with us.”
“I really want to. But I’m scared and I’m not really ready. With you. Not all the way. I kind of liked blowing you. I love it when Jas or Ariel eat me. I gladly return the favor. But, I’m not on anything and I don’t want to take any chances. And… I’m just not ready yet.”
“Char, I meant it when I said I love you. You know I haven’t had sex with Ariel either. It’s just not a requirement. Okay?”
“Thank you, Jett. I love you, too.”
I dropped Charmaine off at Applebee’s so she could go to work and went home, not really sure who would be in my bed that night.
“I’M GLAD TO SEE all the paint came off,” I said when Ariel undressed in front of me. This was just a ‘friendly sleep-over’ according to Sarah Lynn, with the three of us sharing my bed. We all needed our fix of each other on a regular basis. I’d prefer that we all slept in one big pile like we did at Granddad’s, but there just wasn’t room in my bedroom. And tomorrow we’d begin going to the house to start our own clean-up.
“Yeah. I’m not sure I’m happy about it, though,” she said. “Getting painted was intense. Wearing the paint for a few days, though, kept me on edge. Um… My mother knows.”
“She what? Ariel, do I need to be concerned that there’s some Ninja contract out on me?” I asked. I thought she was going to keep the paint covered up until she removed it.
“Ninjas are Japanese. Besides, the Dragon Lady is white. She just adopted Chinese ways when she married my father.”
“So, she knows about the paint job and hasn’t kicked you out of the house?” Sarah Lynn asked. The three of us were sitting cross-legged on my bed facing each other. It was a distracting sight, but I’d had close-up encounters with both girls’ breasts and pussies, so I was mostly relaxed. Mostly. “I wish my mom was like yours,” Sarah Lynn sighed.
“Really? I know I complain a lot about my mother, but when I see what yours did to you… Oh, Sarah Lynn, I’d make you my sister any day. And you were our valedictorian. My mother would be so pleased. She’d make you play piano or violin, though.” The two girls embraced and shared a very unsisterly kiss and some fondling that that changed my mostly relaxed into not relaxed at all.
“Um… How did the Dragon Lady find out? About the body painting?” I asked when it looked like the girls were settling down.
“Oh. Well, I didn’t want to risk washing the paint off, so I didn’t shower. I did sponge baths and made sure I didn’t start to smell, but Mom caught me washing my hair in the sink and making a total mess of the bathroom. Once she started to question me about why I wasn’t in the shower or soaking in the tub, I couldn’t evade her. I tell you, the CIA needs to have my mother interrogate terrorists. They’d never have to resort to torture,” Ariel laughed.
“What did she say about it?”
“She demanded to see it. I haven’t undressed in front of my mother since I got my first period! It was very embarrassing and she kept walking around me and turning me so she could see. Then she says, ‘You can’t wear a bikini.’ I got all defensive and said I was proud of the art and would be happy to show it off. My mother laughed. She said, ‘No. A bikini would cover too much. You have to go naked.’ I about died.”
“Fuck! I didn’t know your mother had a sense of humor,” I said.
“We had a really good talk after she washed my hair and allowed me to get dressed. She said you are a very good artist but what are you going to do for a living?” Ariel laughed. “She expects you to become a doctor so you can take care of me properly.”
“Tell her I’m training to become a surgeon and am getting very good at cutting up dead animals.”
“I’m so impressed with your mom. She’s okay with you moving in with us?” Sarah Lynn asked. Ariel shifted position so her left arm was toward us.
“See this?” She wore a small bandage on the inside of her left arm above the elbow.
“Did you hurt yourself?” I asked.
“I got an implant.”
“For birth control?” Sarah Lynn asked.
“Yep. Dragon Lady says that if a boy is getting that familiar with my body he’ll get more familiar soon. She took me straight to my doctor and she shot this little rod into my arm so I’m covered. Um… Jett? I don’t want to just lie down and let you fuck me because I’m protected. That’s not too romantic and I’d die if it was just a fuck. But sometime when we’re being all sexy and turned on and we’re ready… Well, you don’t have to worry about stopping to get a condom and coming in me. Okay?”
I was a little dumbstruck and just nodded. When my head nodded, I guess my erection did, too. Both girls noticed but ignored me as they returned to a mutual embrace and kissed.
“What about me?” Sarah Lynn asked. “If we get all sexy and turned on and are ready, can I fuck you?”
“Sarah Lynn! You’ve already fucked me! And you’re welcome to do it again and again,” Ariel said. “Now!”
“How about if we double up on Jett and both get off while we’re kissing and touching each other?”
“You mean…?”
“You take his mouth and I’ll take his cock.”
And that was about all there was to that discussion. It didn’t take long before Sarah Lynn was posting on my cock while I filled my mouth with Ariel’s pussy.
I WOKE UP in a guy’s dreamworld. A soft head of hair was on my shoulder and I could feel Sarah Lynn’s breath on my chest. And Ariel’s mouth on my erection. I reached down enough to touch her hair and let her know I was with her as I moaned softly. Sarah Lynn raised sleepy lips to touch my cheek and then my lips. As we teased each other gently, Ariel kept up her rhythm on my cock.
“I’d get up on your face, but it’s so nice to just kiss,” Sarah Lynn sighed. Our kiss deepened and I wiggled my hand down to where I could touch her pussy. Her sigh became more vocal, causing Ariel to lift her head slightly off my dick to look at us. Her gentle hum around my cock as she returned it to her mouth told me she was content with this arrangement.
Sarah Lynn edged her way up far enough that I had a better angle at her pussy and could get one of her nipples in my mouth. She preferred a gentler touch on her nipples than, say, Kelly, who liked to have them chewed on a bit. But Sarah Lynn was very sensitive and a little bit of sucking and tonguing got her started pretty quickly. Shortly, she was humping on my fingers as I slid them over her clit and into her steamy center. I knew the tension was mounting for both of us and it was a near thing, but I beat her over the precipice. Ariel didn’t try to deep throat me but kept the tip of my cock between her lips as she stroked me to completion. The reflexive jerk of my fingers against Sarah Lynn’s clit sent her over the edge just behind me.
We all three just lay limply in that position, my softening cock in Ariel’s mouth and my fingers in Sarah Lynn’s pussy, as we came slowly back to earth.
“We have a girlfriend who hasn’t gotten hers yet,” Sarah Lynn said. “You got to taste her juices last night. Why don’t you go take a shower while I show her I love her, too?”
It was difficult to move away as the two girls rolled toward each other, but I gave them their space while trying to touch every bit of their bodies on my way out of bed. By the time I made it to the bathroom door, Sarah Lynn was between Ariel’s thighs and our little Asian girlfriend had already begun her ascent.
The girls squeezed past me as I got out of the shower and they got in, both with happy grins on their faces. I’m pretty sure my face reflected their happiness. I dressed in my grubbiest clothes and went downstairs for breakfast.
This was a big day. We were going to claim our house.
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