My Life & How It Has Changed Me Book 5

Chapter 7-1

Echoes Of Summer

Part 2

Remaining quiet seemed like my best option until West brought up my mermaids again, asking me if I kissed them like Cindy and the other two girls did. I wanted to slap my best friends really, really hard as they kept getting me into hot water, having Stan say. "He not only kissed them but made love to them, as I have heard his brother Jared and Jason tell us. That their echoes screamed across the lake as he made love to each of them.

"I would have to say after seeing their pictures in his book of love. That I really, really envy him having three of them every single night and then having them each separately. I still don't know how he did it when I can barely handle one girl at a time. Then there was his best friend and Boyfriend Dillon. Man, oh man, he taught this young stud how to really do things to us that I never once imagined were possible until he did the same to each of us."

My adoptive Mom said. "And to think he was once a shy boy, now he's anything but shy around a pretty girl. I have to hand it to my husband that when it comes to lovemaking, he's the best and taught my little Tiger everything. Is anyone in the mood for some cake? Sorry, it's not homemade, but store-bought." My adoptive Mom said, picking up our plates as my two brothers gathered the glasses. There was no way Mom was going to let Shawn or Arthur near her China.

Dad had me go get my book while Greg and my friends took down the tables and rearranged the chairs into an around circle. Having Jody and the rest of the girls pass around the cake and the ice cream. Dad was just explaining how I had met these mermaids at a nudist colony, not more than a month ago. I waited for the excited voices to tell Dad how he could do this to me and our family, but instead, he had their attention. He had that strange book in his hand that told the story of the mermaids and the lake. I took a seat next to him, hoping to avoid being thrown down on the grass by Fran ripping my clothes off like she wanted. Even though it did sound fun and exciting. I was trying to be a good boy today.

Kevin and Zane, as well as their mothers, were all into it as Dad read the story. They too have yet to see my book. Mostly because Grandma was doing her best to ignore them when they were having dinner with Bishop Earl that night. I noticed quickly that Bishop Sakes or Bishop Lanwall weren't all that surprised by it. Most likely because they knew how I was raised and all about the Rothwells' carefree lifestyle.

I cringed when they both opened my book waiting for them to go nuclear because everyone in it was naked. Dad pointed to my three naked mermaids, having Dad pull the picture out as he passed it around the circle because it was the biggest one that I had that was hanging on my wall. Hank had to ask. "What was it like always being naked around naked girls?"

I cringed and said. "Like being fully dressed, but cooler."

Dad corrected him and said. "Yes, that was true after you became accustomed to it. But if I remember right, you boys had a hard-on the size of King Kong every time you saw a naked girl, you wanted to hide behind a towel or even be afraid to even get near one. Until we made you realize the fun, you would have afterward, when that mermaid wouldn't leave you alone and brought other girls with them from all over the beach.

"After you kissed one, and she had her hooks in you, I never saw you, boys, again. The only way we knew you were alive was by their screams as they screamed your name. What was it they called you?" Dad opened one of their letters and read them. Having the girls giggle when he said, "Too, my little spider. From Nora, Isza, and Fiona."

I noticed all my best friends and Hank and West all had tents in their pants. When they saw them together side by side, naked as the day they were born. I waited for the noose around my neck to get tighter as they turned the pages, finding more girls and more girls. Each with their name on the back, each with a letter telling me all the things they would like to do to me. I was a dead man, and I knew it as I waited for the leaver to be pulled to hang me.

Yet Bishop Sakes and Bishop Lanwall didn't seem surprised or angry because I had been with a girl, and it wasn't kissing or dancing inside a church building. In fact, they were amused, and Bishop Sakes said. "So, I guess it's safe to say young Eric here is no longer a virgin."

Dad grinned ear to ear and said. "Not even shy around a naked girl anymore.

In fact, you could say his three younger brothers aren't that shy either, or it is safe to say that Jared's not a virgin either. He hasn't been with as many girls as Eric has, but give him time. Most likely when we go back next summer, he will be breaking his own records."

Yep, I was in serious trouble, and I knew it was all my fault. I couldn't just have three mermaids I had to have a whole slew of them. Now that I was home, I was in bigger trouble, as all the girls looked at me like rabid dogs. Watching them lick their lips as they imagined me naked, and many of them had.

Bishop Earl smiled at me and so did his wife, sending Greg to go to his car and bring copies of the contract that we boys have signed to be in my Night Owls club. As he reached into his pocket and pulled out his wallet took out his membership for Stringham's Garden Club and handed it to Bishop Sakes as he read the script stating he was a member. Informing of the rules within the club.

Greg came back with several copies as Mom took the seat on the other side of Dad. Bishop Earl said. "I brought the contracts as you requested over the phone regarding Eric's little club and the main club, he and we all belong to."

I watched as their eyes read the rules of my little club and waited for someone to go nuclear. But instead, Bishop Sakes took out a pen and signed on the dotted line on each of his kid's contracts.

I said. "Are you sure you want to do this? Because it would mean no mission for Hank or West the Second. They had sex, the church wouldn't allow them to go."

He said, pulling out his checkbook for the membership fee for each of his three children and giving it to Bishop Earl, considering he was our treasurer. Bishop Sakes passed each of the contracts to his children for them to read and sign and say. "How many boys do you think that are out on the mission field serving a two-year mission that hasn't been with a girl sexually son?

"If I was to guess I would say more than half. I know for a fact that most Bishop turns a blind eye when a boy really makes up his mind. Sure, they say they were planning on going ever since they were baptized and raised in the church, but the actual choice isn't made until he turns nineteen. That's three years for my boys, three long and lonely years.

"When I was sixteen. I had lots of sex, the moment I kissed a girl, and became more confident in myself and was able to handle any situation. I would like to think I lost my awkwardness around people because I had and quickly noticed the boys that hadn't been having more of a hard time approaching girls, women, or people in general than the boys that had sex than the ones that hadn't. In fact, it would be safe to say that they are the ones who bring more people into the church.

"True there are those few that have always been confident in their ability to talk to people, but I find the ones that were shy and had a very little confidence in their selves are the ones that either grow up out there or come home because they couldn't make a go of it because of their inexperience with not being able to understand themselves or other people.

"So yes, I am sure, because I trust my two boys and my daughter to obey these rules to your little club, and Bishop Earl and I have talked about bringing it to the boys and the girls that are struggling to find friends they can trust. Even more so because of the damage that has been done either by Shawn and his friends or Crawford. I have a long road ahead of me and I see it's going to be nothing but hardships. All I can do is do my best,

"Starting with you, son. I am asking for you to become a mentor in scouts as an assistant to your Dad. As I am calling him to be the new Scout Master for our ward and in charge of the church, basketball team, and baseball. And making sure our boys are passing and blessing the sacrament correctly each week."

Dad choked as he said. "What? You want me to do what, Bishop?"

Bishop Sakes nodded and said. "What better way for me to keep an eye on you? To make sure our young boys don't make the same mistakes as your son Shawn and his friends. After all, I would have not only had a hero that has saved people from drowning and saved a girl from being raped. I would have his Dad as well for teaching this young man to become the hero that he is. All I ask is you think about it and pray about it. Then give me your answer."

Dad said as he looked at Shawn and Arthur and stood up. "I don't need to think about it, and I don't need God to tell me that I would be a fool for turning down a man who has integrity. A man that my family has trusted with our secrets. A man who has been by our side when we needed someone, no matter what it is or how long we have needed him.

"So, the answer is yes. I don't know where I am going to find the time, but I will, and I and my son Eric will make you proud." I felt those chains around me getting heavier as Dad committed me to a calling, without consulting me first. If he had, I might have said no. Yet in the months to come, I was glad that I let Dad decide for me.

Dad and I were given the calling, but we still had to go before the ward for their approval. I always felt that it was a waste of time as it was automatic that we would be accepted. The ward would simply raise their hand regardless, like sheep following the lead sheep. Yet it was the rule of the church to be sworn in and then have the Bishop and his counselors bless you with the calling as they put their hands on your head and confirm it, stating that God himself has given his permission.

I hated the fact that it was time to say my farewells to my friends and even more so to my mother and my brother. Yet they didn't belong here. They too had lives of their own. I did my best not to feel anything as I tried to remain strong, watching them leave one by one.

Aaron too had decided to go with the Earls instead of returning home with my mother. Wanting just one more day where he wouldn't have to worry about my father, and who could blame him? He hugged me as hard as he could as the tears flowed freely between us. Not knowing when I would see him again was like the hardest thing to do was letting him go.

Except for my mother, Greg, Chad, Cindy, Ronda, Clara, and my sister Jody, everyone else had left. Not only did the two boys, Hank and West, ask for permission to spend the night with me, but they also did so in a polite manner. With a huge smile stretching from one ear to the other, their father enthusiastically informed them that they had his approval to proceed. If it was ok with my Mom and Dad, and if they had their homework done.

I saw the hurt in Fran's eyes as she pouted. The moment she did and whispered in her father's ears she was granted permission, but her father wanted to have a more private conversation with his children and me. Regarding the rules and how far I could go and how far I wasn't going to go.

My three Santaquin friends had decided they would hitch a ride with my mother. Mostly because my mother like them wasn't ready to go home and my mother suffered from night blindness and the fact that Bishop Sakes had given permission for his two sons and his daughter to spend the night here with us stated they wanted to be here. To experience their first time and make it special.

I knew what they wanted, and Mom and Dad had agreed to it. Yet at the same time, I was, or we were reminded that bedtime was at one thirty. It was just past eight now, and the stars were starting to light the sky as we made our way into the house.

Mom and my mother took a seat on the couch in the living room with my best friends and I finished the dishes as we waited for the Sake boys and their sister to return with the things they would need for tomorrow in school, and while Dad put the two bad boys to bed for the night. Telling them they better have their homework done or he would beat them like a rug. Homework always comes first, regardless of whether Mom and Dad work you to the bone. It still had to be done, and the threat was very real when it concerned Shawn and Arthur.

I was a little surprised that Bishop Sakes brought a sleeping bag and said he too was spending the night so he could guarantee I would follow the rules. Mom and Dad shrugged their shoulders as if it was no big deal. It's not like he didn't know about our lifestyle. True, he has never gone skinny dipping with us or been around our house to see any of us naked. Yet he not once said he was concerned about our lifestyle when Mom and Dad had told him up front that we were LDS nudists over supper tonight.

Dad simply said as he asked. "You do know Bishop?" Having him correct him telling him to call him Greg now that he was here as a father and not as our Bishop as he removed his socks and stripped down to his boxers. Then took those off too … right in front of all of us and slipped on a house robe. He waited to see the surprised look on our faces, finding nothing but admiration from us, well except for his children watching their eyes become as big as basketballs.

Having him say. "What? You knew they were nudists, and you knew upfront before we even arrived here for dinner. You signed on the dotted line stating you wanted to be a part of the club, and it's not like you didn't beg me to let you join. To truly find out what was like to be a true nudist. Then tonight, begging me to let you spend the night. Just so you could have sex, to see what's it like to be with a nudist.

"Well, as your father I am telling you, run wild, kiss each other, have wild sex. I am just here to make sure you follow the rules and remember. No means no. So, what's first? And I have been told by Bishop Earl that you Rothwells give one of the best sensual baths and massages as if you had died and gone to heaven. I only have one rule and it is not having sex with your sister. That part … I am totally against it. I don't care so much if you … Now how did Bishop Earl put it to stimulate each other?

"Because you do it anyway to yourself and don't you dare lie to me and tell me you have never masturbated before because I know for a fact everyone does and everyone that comes to me fears they are all going to hell because they do. When the fact is every man, woman, girl, or boy including God's animals, do it. I myself do it several times a day to help me relieve the pressure I am under.

"Now I am ready, in fact, more than ready to have several sexual relationships with several women. After reading the Bishop handbook and asking if a single parent Bishop is allowed to date other single women, and have hot, passionate sex with them afterward. Finding out that there is no rule on the matter as long as it is consensual.

"So now that you kids are now old enough to be doing it on your own, I am putting myself out there and plan to have lots of relationships. Who knows, I might find someone. Besides, within two years, you will be old enough to start living on your own and attending college, and thinking about marriage. I won't be a hermit living alone when you are gone, living your life. So, get naked, and have wild sex. I simply don't care how many boys or girls you sleep with as long as you practice safe sex. Because if you don't, I will cut it off and feed it to you."

Dad said. "Greg, you do realize that your daughter Fran is still a virgin and most likely hasn't seen her brothers naked or any boy or a man like us without our clothes on?"

I watched him open his robe and slid it off as it touched the ground. Watching his daughter blush as she looks down at his growing arousal. He made it harder as he stood there stroking it and said. "Now she has, Fran dear I'll break it down for you. Boys have penises and girls have inside plumbing. We all pee, we all shit, we all have sex, and we all masturbate. The only difference, as you already know is girls or women have breasts and we guys only have nipples and our plumbing is different. You knew that because everyone knows that, regardless of if you haven't seen a boy naked."

Fran nodded said. "Yes Dad, I knew boys have penises, but it is quite different seeing one than knowing they have one."

Her Dad shrugged his shoulders and said, "Well then, now you have seen one up close. Any more questions regarding the difference between boys and girls and how they are built? Because it has been a very long day for me, and you kids need to be in bed by one thirty.

"Oh, I am quite aware of the fact that Fran is still a virgin, but she begged me tonight that she wanted to be with a boy that has integrity after hearing about Eric saving people from drowning and saving a girl from being raped and not wanting to take the credit. Even now I know him and watched him grow into a fine young man. I knew I was making the right choice, knowing he would treat her with respect.

"Unlike some boys, I know in our ward and in her school, having many of them gossip about how sweet it was taking one's virtue away. As if it was nothing as they con-sensually raped them just so they could spend that year telling their buddies how he had sex as if it meant nothing to them. So yes, I am allowing your son to treat her special, make it a special moment, not a conquest because I know him better than he knows himself. I know all his secrets. I know for a fact that he won't toss her away like so many boys would after one night of making love to any girl."

My mother said to Greg, Chad, and Cindy that she wanted to be on the road by ten, My adoptive Mom said. "Then I guess we'll have to rechristen the tub first. But you do know, Bishop, that once they enter those waters, they will never be the same?"

All he said was, "I am counting on it." Picking up his robe, and said. "Come and get me when they are ready for their first bathing experience." Walked into the family room and turned on the TV. My mother followed him.

The last words I heard were. "So, Bishop, how do you feel about having consensual sex when it comes to lonely housewives like me?" Closing the door behind her, I cringed, knowing I didn't want to know what my mother was up to. Dad shook me out of my thoughts, asking Greg, Chad, and me to load the tables and the borrowed chairs from the church house into the back of his truck.

I nodded and told Hank and West to wait in my room. Jody said. "Hold Up boys pick a flavor," as she explained the edible bubble bath to Hank and West. I grinned as they both blushed to see her bare breasts and naked body.

Greg said. "Welcome boys to our world."