My Life & How It Has Changed Me Book 5

Chapter 3

Learning Balance

I was quickly learning that I really needed to learn balance when it came to having sex and having a home life and school, sports and making time for homework, and most of all getting the sleep I needed to do it all. What I needed to do was to find some way to balance it all.

I never really realized how complicated my life had become when my lifestyle kicked up a notch. I was thinking about how my life had changed as I sat there naked at the kitchen counter drinking my energy shakes and doing my part in helping with the meal preparations. I smiled, looking down at Sparky as he was licking my toes. Telling me he really missed me. I couldn't believe how excited he was to see me. It was like I had been gone forever. It felt really good to be home and have Sparky beside me.

I was feeling safe and most of all I was at last completely naked at last. Which I wanted to be after being in school for eight straight hours being fully clothed except during gym. For now, anyway, as they all waited for me to regenerate. All because I had a quickie before coming home. I did not have any regrets about it. In fact, the sex, even though it was quick and dirty it was still amazing.

They only undressed me so I could feel comfortable being home naked in my environment and knowing it would be at least an hour or less before the pills took effect for both Charlie and me. I was allowed two milkshakes to steam off my tiredness of no sleep, having the effect of a safe energy drink. Today it was one of my favorites Strawberry and pineapple. Not the other shakes Mom used to make for us that tasted gross sometimes. We were all glad that she burned that recipe.

When my mother finished having a Charlie snack, she seemed quite pleased with herself now that she had tasted each of my brothers, and now my best friend as he retook his place on the stool while mother helped in folding our clean clothes on the counter. Letting my adoptive Mom pour him the remainder of the milkshake from the blinder she used. So, she could put the blinder away and put the pieces to be washed inside the dishwasher.

I was just about finished with my milkshake when my mother asked me if was alright; we spent the night here instead of going home. Explaining that there was no real reason we needed to go home. With Aaron spending the night with Bishop Earl's family and Becky would be with Evan. The only ones that would be home is Susan and my father, of course.

Charlie gave me a fist bump when I said. "That's fine with me," which meant I wouldn't have to get up before the chickens. I said. "That would give me a chance to do some homework and start writing my paper, and still spend time with Charlie as well as have hot, passionate sex with Clara and her mother."

I saw the hurt in my mother's eyes because I did not include her, my adoptive Mom Rothwell said. "If you do that instead of driving home tonight, that opens the possibility of having sex not only with my husband but with Mr. Hastings. If it's not too late afterward …"

She whispered something in her ear, watching my mother's eyes pop when she looked at both Charlie and me. My mother said quickly. "I'll just call my husband and leave a message with the Earls that we won't be home until Friday afternoon." Something said it had something to do with my surprise. Which I was soon was going to learn when my adoptive Mom told me to take down my brother's clean clothes and put them away. I shrugged my shoulders as Charlie followed me with an armful of clean towels, having my dog Sparky follow me.

It was nothing new to have my friends help me with my chores when they come and visit me. I did same the thing when I was at their home, so it was nothing new to have Charlie help me. He acted as if it was nothing new until I opened my and my brother's bedroom. I gasped at seeing a brand-new bed the same bed and size that my best friend Greg has, which was the same kind and size I had when we spent the weekend at Mr. Stringham's and Dave's huge and very expensive home. Both my mothers came into my new room and said. "Surprise. We wanted to get you something that said welcome to our family."

I couldn't believe my eyes. The room had everything that my mother's home was lacking. Except for my favorite color of paint, which was a light blue, plus the pictures of all my nudist friends that my adoptive parents had taken including all of Jared's things. Jared came into my room and hugged me, wrapping his arms around me as I leaned down and kissed him.

He said. "Mom and Dad gave me the choice to have my own room downstairs or share one with you or my two brothers. I said I wanted to share one with my big brother because I really love you and I hate sleeping alone. Knowing Shawn and Arthur could abuse me if I chose to sleep downstairs. Mom and Dad tell me that will never happen and take measures, but I wanted a room with you because I feel safe with you near me. I only sleep with Jason and Jonathan when you're not here. So, we all can feel safe." I pulled him tighter against me and kissed him hard and passionately.

When I released him, I said, "I wouldn't have it any other way."

Jared showed me the door of our room has the same locking method as the one I had when I first came here to keep me in during a terrible episode and keep people out if became necessary. He showed me the keypad on the outside where only Mom, Dad, and I would only know the combination to unlock my door.

This was one room in the entire house that Shawn and Arthur weren't allowed in without adult supervision. This room had a personality whereas the one at my mother's house had nothing that said I lived there but the basics. On the bed was an entire box of letters from all my nudist friends, all addressed to me and unopened. This was a new thing for me, considering all my mail was opened by Mom and Dad first before I was even allowed to read it.

I had my own personal desk where my typewriter sat instead of in the closet until I needed it, as well as my personal phone if I wanted to have a private conversation. This also was a new thing because all my phone calls were screened as well as a set of keys. Mom explained I now had a set of keys to each of the cars including Dad's truck and the house. There was also a letter from Shane addressed only to me. I opened it as my hand shook and began to read it.

It said:

"To my little brother Eric T Rothwell: The new bed is from all of us, to welcome you into our family as a true Rothwell. You were my brother long before that happened. I am sorry I kept so much from you, but you should know how hard it was for me and our family to always hide our true feelings and our deepest secrets.

Until we knew without a doubt you weren't just another bad foster kid like the rest. So many times, I wanted to share all my love with you as we shared a bed each night together. So many times, I wanted to show you our true way of life, hold you in my arms, and kiss you passionately.

"So many times I wanted to show you what true brotherly love is and what it meant to be in our family. I laughed and cried hearing how you met your first mermaid, not only one girl but three; and how you danced with for the first real live naked girl, and how you beat my record on how many you had lined up to rip your clothes off. How you became a hero, how you truly became a part of us.

"So many things I want to say but I can't in a letter. So, I will end with… you taste like heaven. I was licking my lips when I swallowed you inside of me, taking a part of you into my body. I can't wait to do it again once I come home with your sweet nectar and your blood. But most important please take really good of my truck and I expect you to have lots and lots of sex in it. You'll find a roll-away mattress inside the garage with your name on it.

I love you … your big brother, Shane."

I opened the closet finding all my new school clothes and play clothes, plus some clothes that were Greg's, Chad's, and my three best friends here in Highland. Now everyone in my life was here in my room. I opened the other side, and there I found Jared's clothes, once again proving that I was truly sharing my room with him, never having to be alone again. Jared took my hand and said. "Wait until you see what Dad's been doing all week."

Jared let me open the door where I used to sleep; my safe room was now turned into our very own tub room. It was as huge as the one at Stringham's place. It looked like it could hold six to eight people easily. The room was painted a bright yellow with white trim and the tub sat in the almost in the middle of the room right down into the floor.

I knew just by looking at it that Shawn and Arthur's room had been moved to accommodate it, as well as a large sliding glass window that led outside onto a new wooden deck. Just like at Bishop Earl's place, it had a very nice wooden cabinet stocked with clean new towels that matched the room, with big bottles of our favorite flavored bubble bath and skin softens and as well as a custom-made box that held our twenty -four flavors of skin ointment. By the door hung hooks with each of our robes, And just like the rest of the house it was spotless as the new tile shined around the rubber-matting around the tub.

I did not need to open the drawers, knowing most likely all our toys and grooming products were inside. My adoptive Mom asked. "So, what do you think, son? I was thinking of christening the tub when you came home Sunday night, but since you're spending the night, we could do it tonight instead."

All I could do was nod being so overwhelmed, Jared said. "Wait until you see what Dads doing downstairs." Then remember my fear of basements, just simply said. "He's putting in a hot tub. It's not finished yet. He's been busy rebuilding Shawn and Arthur's new room and turning what's left of their old room into a storage room. He also plans to build a new weight room as well.

"Since I decided I did not want a room downstairs all by myself. It took the workman all week just to finish this room and our new bedroom. They only work Monday through Thursday while we're all in school. So we can still have our privacy." I walked back down the hall and Jared opened Jason and Jonathan's room, finding it too had been painted and was decorated with each of their personalities.

The first thing I noticed was my old gigantic bed, which stated my brothers would all be sharing it. I was more than fine with it. In fact, it made it seem like I was truly home. I knew if my father saw it and he knew how completely normal it was for us to share a bed, he would have a nuclear meltdown. Even more so knowing we all sleep naked. I walked back into the kitchen with Sparky still by my side, as if he was afraid as if I was going to leave him again.

My mother was just getting off the phone when we walked in. She seemed angry until she noticed me, and her attitude changed. Mom said in a very calm voice so it wouldn't sound too angry knowing how well it could set me off. "That pig of a husband was mad because I wasn't coming home and letting Becky spend the entire weekend with her friend in Payson. He said Susan told him everything… that little bitch told him that Becky was not spending the night with her friends but was having sex all weekend with a boy."

My mother growled. "He knows everything because that little tramp couldn't keep her big mouth shut. He did not believe me that Susan had been having sex for the last six months. He laughed at me when I heard Susan in the background telling him I had sex with Dave." All he said was pretending to be my father except keeping his very bad language out of it and said. "Susan, stop lying to prove your mother is not in her right mind. Ever since she decided she wanted those filthy, immoral, retarded boys of hers. That wasn't worth the shit out of his ass. When I know for a fact, anyone would be too stupid and blind to have sex with me.

"Said that for me to do it if I dared to behind his back and if I did, he would find out and kill me with his bare hands. Not divorce me, but actually kill me and my two boys, and bury us all where nobody would ever find us. Telling me it would be a cold day in hell before any guy would want to touch me. He wanted Becky home, and I said no, and he demanded to know where she was … So, I told him he could go straight to hell. That I wasn't ever coming home until I was damn good and ready."

My mother sat down in a huff in Dad's favorite chair. She was back to wearing her robe wrapped tightly around her. I knew my father, and I knew Susan. She thought she was in control again because no one was home to stop her. She thought we did not mean what we said about what would happen. Susan was Daddy's little girl where she did nothing wrong.

Now she added a new enemy on her list and was her own little sister. She was jealous because she wanted all the attention, not wanting to share anything regarding boys. Now she was gunning for her because we have humiliated her. Finding out unlike her, My mother did not have to pay Evan or any of the boys to have sex with Becky. All because Becky made her own decision about us, and Susan did not like it. Sure, it was ok for Susan to have sex, but when it came to the rest of us, she wasn't about to let that happen.

My adoptive Mom said. "Well, then you'll just have to have lots of hot, passionate sex and call in a few favors too our friends, showing that your daughter Susan is full of shit."

There was a knock on the front door. Having everyone scramble for a robe, which Mom kept just in case right at the front door entrance. When everyone was decent, Mom opened the door, letting Shawn and Arthur come in.

I knew why we quickly put on a robe. It was because nobody came through the front door unless invited in and was always locked to prevent people from knowing we were nudist. Everyone in our close net group of nudists knows the backdoor is reserved for friends and family. Shawn and Arthur were neither. If they were, they would have been allowed the same privileges.

The moment they saw me, and my best friend Charlie was standing against the wall of the kitchen, they growled angrily at us. Mom said. "Oh, good, you're home from school. I have a list of chores for the both of you. So go down to your room and get changed." When they just stood there, Mom got furious and said. "Right now, or I will make you dress in your in your cute little girl dresses." That got them to move. The second Arthur went by us the room begin to stink like a dirty diaper. The smell was so bad that the rest of us needed to go outside on the back lawn to breathe.

I looked at the clock and noticed it was now four o'clock. School got out at two-thirty. Which meant every day because how far Shawn and Arthur's new school was meant they would be home almost two hours later than the rest of us.

One of the first things I noticed was that their school clothes looked worn faded and had a few small holes in them. Like their pants and shoes, which stated they were hand-me-downs or bought from a secondhand store, which I knew the look far too well. Unlike everyone else's clothes, today was brand spanking new. Both had the same stupid buzz cut haircut, and they both hated me more than ever because I had taken both their places as family members. Plus, I have taken Shawn's place not only in the family, but in his school as well.

Mom was about to pick up a belt which hung on the entry hall closet, and then remembered I was home. She told me to go out to the garage and see if the new mattress fit in the back of Shane's truck. I did not wait around, and neither did Sparky as he took off after me, hiding under Mom's car. I did not want to go into an episode. One was bad enough, and I wanted to have a great time being with my friends, not spend it tied up and tranquilized. I cringed, hearing the belt slapping skin as they both cried out in pain. Pain that I knew really well thanks to my father and Dad. Charlie quickly pulled me into a hug and kissed me. He kissed me harder every time they screamed. He knew that would keep me grounded from going into an episode.

When it stopped, he released me and said. "So, you're spending the entire weekend here?"

I said. "It seems so, but my mother and I had made a commitment to my other friends for Friday night about a bath party and dinner and a Drive-in movie. Greg and I have plans with two beautiful girls for Saturday. We had decided to come back up here Saturday night so I could go to church here in the morning."

He pulled me into another kiss and said. "Sounds fun. I have always wanted to have hot, passionate sex at a Drive-in and been dying to take another sensual bath with you and Greg. Why don't you have the bath party here, and we can all have dinner together? Then we can all go to the Drive-in. You and Greg and I could spend the night here and I'll call our two friends and Stan's sister. We'll have hot, passionate sex all night, and on Saturday invite those two girls and to come up here and we'll have a great big sleepover, and all go to church together in the morning."

Everything he said was doable. Best of all, I did not need anyone's permission to have sex. I had my own wheels even though I did not have a license. Who was going to know? It's not like I have never driven Shane's truck before alone. I quickly found the mattress with my name on it and Charlie helped me carry it out to Shane's truck. It fit like a glove, and we found a new tarp wrapped inside of it. With enough cables to stretch it across the bed of the truck so it would be protected from the weather. I could already imagine all the sex I could have in the back of the truck.