The Apple... Ch. 12

The apple doesn't fall far from the tree

Chapter 12

"Ladies, as I see it, our first priority is to separate their personalities. They are presently meshed so close together that we can't get more that the basics through to them. If we don't manage to do something, health issues are going to be a major problem. Karen, please."

"As Sarah has said, if we don't find a way to reach them soon, their health is going to deteriorate quickly. The only way we can get them to participate in their physical well being is with childish 'games' and only because Arianna and Juliette have incorporated these in their sexual connection from the beginning. It may have been fun for them to 'go potty' together, but we have all felt the results when they got sexually stimulated by those physical sensations. As for food, the only thing of substance we have managed to get into them are protein-rich liquids. All attempts at solid foods have resulted in 'food fights'."

"So what we need are ideas, new approaches, and we need them fast. Martine will not be able to stabilize them for long. She has barely slept in two days and only for a few hours at the time because when they are asleep, their dreams invariably turn erotic and we all know what happens then. We can rotate further from their room to get some rest, but she can't. They get too agitated when she is not near them."

"Doctor Grisholm is right."

"I'm not a Doctor." Sarah grumbled under her breath to the amusement of the senior staff assembled at this meeting.

"As I was saying before I was interrupted by our grumbling leader," Karen went on with a grin, "we need you to get your teams together for a good brainstorming session. No idea is too wild, as you know. Some of our greatest breakthroughs have come from off the cuff suggestions. So, Anne, get our people started at lunch and keep at it all afternoon if you must. I would have said get them drunk if that's what it takes, but we only have a reduced staff and we may need the support staff at any time."

"Stéphanie, start our therapy team at supper when they come off shift. I would say wake the second team early, but we need them sharp so they will have to wait 'til the morning. Tomorrow, we are going to get them all together for a few hours around shift change."

""Which brings us to the other issue. You know we are short staffed because we must not deplete the personnel at the clinic too badly. As it is they are working long hours as we do here. They miss Catherine dearly. They can manage temporarily, but we have to get her up in working shape as soon as we safely can."

"That's it girls. We want at least a few ideas in the morning and we need a working plan before the end of the day tomorrow."

The four women hugged and kissed as they broke the senior staff meeting. Stéphanie, Sarah's assistant and Anne, Karen's, left already deep in conversation.

"You know those two won't sleep a wink tonight, don't you?" Sarah asked her mentor.

"Of course they won't. And neither will we." Karen laughed. "Do you think they are a couple? They've seemed to be closer these last few weeks. Whenever I see one, the other is never far away."

"They have complementary jobs after all. Stéphanie leads the therapy staff and Anne the support. If they have found each other, more power to them I say."

"I agree, Sarah, but I worry their being around each other 24/7 may cause too much of a strain and I would hate to lose Anne. She's the best assistant I've ever had."

"I know what you mean. Stéphanie takes a big load off my shoulders so I can concentrate on the research and the patients. Which reminds me. How are we coming along with the Man's nephew? Won't Cat's absence cause him to fall behind in his progress?"

"Not at all. He had a major breakthrough last week. You were so busy with Arianna that I didn't bother you with it. He is now fully aware of his surroundings and is starting to make human contact without an empath to act as a bridge. The worst is over with him. With a few months of regular psychological therapy, he should be completely cured. The Man will send one of his psychologists to the clinic in a few weeks so we can instruct her in our methods. He wanted to send this old fart of a professor, you know the one, but I got it through to him that he needed someone with an open mind. As it so happens, he has a friend who's had some success with combat fatigue patients. She knows of our research and she approached him to volunteer for the job."

"I'm sure she did." Sarah laughed. "If she knows something about our results, she must be wet at the idea of applying our methods to her own patients. It would seem tailor-made for combat stress reaction-afflicted soldiers. In fact, that's an application I've been thinking about, but I haven't had time to explore. The approach would have to be different, but I'm working on it."

"Darling, you have to follow your own advice and find some down time. You haven't taken a vacation for as long as I've known you. First it was a full study load while maintaining the facade of a dilettante so Arianna would not know what you were doing, then you dove headlong in your research when you came up with the idea for your doctoral thesis. And you haven't stopped yet. The only time off you took was when she was overseas and I managed to pull you away for a long week-end of rest and relaxation here and there."

"Yes, I remember your idea of r&r. I had to sleep twenty-four hours straight every time I came back, just to recuperate from 'resting and relaxing' with you."

"Well, it worked, didn't it? And what about me? Remember the time I walked bow legged for almost a week. My students were smirking every time I stood up in front of the class."

""Is it my fault if you insisted on riding that horse in a skirt without undies just so you get better orgasms. Heck, when you came back to the barn, you didn't smell of horse, the animal smelled of your cream. The face you made that first time when the girl took the reins from you to groom and stall the horse, then came back to hug and kiss you. And you blushed so prettily when she said 'welcome to the club' loudly enough for everybody nearby to hear."

"What can I say, I thought I was the first one to come up with the idea. How was I to know there is an actual 'horse lover women's club'? Plus she kissed very well as you found out when she came to our cabin that night."

"Yes she did and not only mouths. She had a very talented tongue. She licked us to oblivion. Have you ever been back to that ranch since then?"

Karen blushed as she answered. "I confess. I have been horse riding a few times. She introduced me to naked bareback riding. Aaaahhhhh! Heavenly, Sarah. The feel of half a ton of rippling muscle between my legs as I rub my sex on it is out of this world. When we stopped to 'let the horses rest', we had glorious sex right out in the open. I get wet just thinking about it."

"I don't weigh a thousand pounds, but if I neigh while fucking you, maybe it would bring back good memories."

"Yes, I would love nothing better than to make love to you, but it wouldn't do for the staff to know the department heads are rolling in the hay, so to speak. Bad example and all that."

"That's why I don't want to be director. You lose all spontaneity when you have to think about your people all the time. The original team knew we were a couple."

"Yes they did, but that was more than three years ago. Since then, we have been very discreet the few times we have been together and they know you are involved with Arianna and Juliette. So, let's just reminisce when we are in private and focus on our girls and on how to help them out of this mess."

"You're no fun, teach, but you're right, as usual. I'll go look in on them. Can I get a kiss for old times' sake?" Sarah said with an innocent look that didn't fool anyone for a second.

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When Stéphanie passed her boss on the stairs to the second floor room where their charges were housed, she stopped her and whispered. "Boss, you'd better stop in the bathroom. You have lipstick smeared on your neck. Isn't it Dr. Jackson's shade?"

"Thanks, honey. And keep it to yourself or you will eat lunch standing up, young woman."

"Promises. Promises. It's nice to see you smile, boss. You've kept yourself under such tight rein these last few days so you wouldn't affect our girls. It can't be good for you. You need to get laid and soon. If you want, come to my room tonight and I'll be happy to apply some personalized therapy."

"What will Anne think about it? Or will she join us? No need to answer that. Your blush is says it all."

"How did you know, boss? We tried so hard to be discreet. Like you and Dr. Jackson were years ago." When she saw Sarah's shoulders slump at the memory, she embraced her. "We all knew why you had to break it off. We admired your courage and dedication. You must know we all look up to you and more than a few of us actually had a crush on you at one time or another."

"You do? You did? But I always tried to keep my distance first when I developed my theories because I was sure everybody thought I was crazy then because I wanted so much to train you all to achieve your highest potential."

"We know, boss. But think about the kind of people you trained. Do you honestly think we didn't see how much you cared about each and every one of us and about our patients?" Holding her so she could look in her eyes, she went, on. "Boss, Sarah, you have such a big heart that it blinds you to some obvious things. Haven't you repeated to us over and over that love will win in the end and that we have to look with our hearts first and then with our senses before we let our brains come to any conclusions? We love you Sarah as we know you love us. And while you're washing Karen's lipstick, you may want to splash some cold water on your face. It wouldn't do for the staff to see our fearless leader with red eyes because she's been crying."

They hugged while Sarah got herself under control. If any of her people saw them, they figured she needed the release and they went on their way with a smile.

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The rest of the day, as she went through the myriad details that dictate the life of a dedicated researcher and department head, Sarah felt a nagging thought just at the edge of her consciousness. She knew herself well enough to know that it could be important, but, try as she might, it wouldn't come to the fore.

At supper, where she participated in the first part of the discussion with her team, it was almost distracting. When she left them to brainstorm without the boss present to inhibit their creative spirit, she decided to take a walk on the grounds to try and clear her head.

An hour later, she was sitting on a bench, looking at the stars. "All right, you damn subconscious. I've narrowed it down to this: somebody said something important to me in passing today, but I didn't notice because it's too obvious. It's something we all know so well we don't pay attention to it anymore."

She was still there when Karen joined her. "Sarah, darling, you're shivering. Why don't you come in? I'll get us a mug of mulled wine and we can sit in front of the fire. If you must spend the night thinking, at least you can do it where you are comfortable."

Sarah jumped to her feet and paced angrily in front of her mentor. "That's just it. I don't want to be comfortable when Jules and Ari are in such distress. I LOVE THEM. They are my wives and we were just about to declare ourselves to the Mother in front of our friends when this happened, damn it. Now I have to be the detached scientist to find a solution."

"You won't help them if you make yourself sick. Stéphanie and Anne came to me earlier and we all agree that you need to take a step back so you can come at the problem with a fresh mind. In other words, you need to get laid and we egoistically elected ourselves to provide this much needed distraction. If I had gotten you in front of the fire in the grand hall, we would have raped you then and there, but now that I've spilled the beans, we might as well do it in the comfort of their bed."

That got Sarah laughing. "I can just imagine the scene of us going at it in the great hall with all the staff walking by. What about the image we are supposed to maintain in front of the troops?"

"If you must know, your whole team volunteered to 'distract' you and when we asserted that rank must have its privileges, they offered to stand watch so we wouldn't be disturbed. Heck, I suspect most were looking forward to the opportunity of seeing you with your pants down."

"If I believe Stéphanie, you may be right. Okay, let's go get me 'distracted'. Mother knows I'm not achieving anything sitting in the cold. Who knows, maybe it will shake something from the cobwebs."

They walked back to the building, arms around each other's waist, uncaring of who saw them. As they came nearer, Sarah raised her eyes to the windows of her wives' room where the lights had been dimmed for the night. 'I will find a way my loves. I swear! I won't rest until we can be together again.' She sobbed softly all the way to Stéphanie's room.

When their assistants saw her crying, they rushed to her side.

"Boss, what happened, are they all right?" Stéphanie asked, misinterpreting her sadness.

"They're all right. She's worried about them and frustrated for not being able to help them which is why we brought her here in the first place." Karen explained to the worried women.

"Aw, boss, Sarah, we know and we all worry, but for now, let us show you how much we love you for a change."

They surrounded Sarah in a loving embrace and each in turn kissed her deeply, trying to show her how much they cared. While Anne was kissing her, Karen unbuttoned her shirt and Stéphanie her pants. When she was down to her underwear, Karen cupped her face and brought their gazes together.

"Darling, you've taught us that love conquers all and to look with our hearts. These two found each other because they listened to you and so did you and Arianna and Juliette. We want to..."

Sarah suddenly went rigid. She had that faraway look they had all seen before.

"That's it! How could I have been so blind? Don't you see? I got them in this mess because I was too close to recognize what was developing and now I can't fix it because I stand too far away. Come on girls! If I can see it, so can you. What have you just said to me, Karen? And you this afternoon, Stéphanie?"

"Boss, you're the brain and we're the brawn. We know that."

Taking Stéphanie's face in her hands, Sarah kissed her tenderly. "Stephie, you've just earned yourself a good spanking and I may do it in front of the whole team just so you all learn to stop saying dumb things like that. I've picked each and every one of you because you have the talent, the brain and, most importantly, the heart required to continue my research past whatever I can accomplish. And if you don't show me I was right in the next minute, I will call the team in here."

When she saw Karen's face light up, she added. "And no help from the peanut gallery. I need to know that I chose the right assistant. I gave you enough clues to make it easy."

Stéphanie thought furiously. 'It's got to be obvious from what she said. It's got to be something to do with the heart, but what?' "Boss, you're not making it easy by fondling my breasts and Dr. Jackson, Karen's hand between my legs isn't helping either"

"Why? We were only trying to give you one more clue while making sure you can think under pressure."

Anne jumped up and down. "I know! I know! We had a patient last month..."

"Stop Anne, I need her to make the connection by herself."

Stéphanie lowered her eyes, trying to hide her smile. "Does this mean you will continue giving me clues if I don't come up with the answer?"

Sarah looked at Karen over Stéphanie's shoulder. "I told you she was the right one from the start. And to think you said she was distracting the rest of the team with her well rounded ass."

"You must admit it is a beautiful ass. Eminently spankable, I might add." Karen teased.

"And she really, really, gets off on being spanked too. I hardly have to touch her clit at all for her to come like crazy." Anne added enthusiastically.

"You didn't have to tell them that, baby."

"When did you figure it out, young lady?"

"Before you started fondling me. You spoke of looking with our heart and Dr. Jackson, Karen, said Anne and I found each other because we listened to you and that the same had happened with you and Arianna and Juliette. Now, please, Karen don't stop, I'm too close."

They all laughed at Stéphanie's pleading tone, but Karen didn't stop. Soon enough, the young woman was naked and her boss was kneeling in front of her, licking and sucking her clit while her boss' boss was licking her asshole as she kneaded her fleshy rounded cheeks. She moaned loudly in her girlfriend's mouth as Anne stretched her nipples as far as they would go while pinching them hard.

She felt her knees go weak under the multi-prong assault. She had never been with more than a single sex partner at a time and she had discovered her lesbian self only a month earlier when Anne had seduced her after confessing she had been in love with her for close to a year but had been too shy to approach her. Now the two women she admired most and her lover were making love to her.

Sarah had drilled into all of her talented girls that they must learn to block their receiving talents because it is unethical and plain wrong to 'listen' to other people's emotions. Stéphanie approved of her mentor's teachings because she knew how easy it was to take advantage of people when you knew how they felt about things. She had seen enough natural talents do it, whether in sales or politics.

Earlier, she had blocked herself to concentrate on Sarah. Now she opened her receptivity more than she usually did even when she was alone with Anne and was so amazed at what she felt that she forgot her training and let her receptivity go wide open. She felt the pride of her teacher for her; the high esteem in which her director held her, and also her admiration for her ass; but what hit her the most was the deep love that flowed to her from Anne. 'I never knew!' She wailed silently. 'Why didn't I open myself completely to her before?'

The intense emotion she received added to the stimulation of the mouth on her clit, the fingers thrusting in her vagina and those doing the same in her rectum. She brought the mouth that was biting her breasts and nipples up to hers. Looking in her lover's eyes, she told her how she felt. "I love you. I..... Aaaaaaahhhhh!!!!! Yeeeesssss! FUCK ME!!!!! I LOVE YOU BABY!"

And she collapsed in their arms.

**********

"Sarah, why did you do that sound when you were fucking Karen in the ass?" Stéphanie asked as they were all catching their breaths.

"Inside joke, honey. It appears that our director loves to... Ouch! If you keep tweaking my nipple, I will paddle you so hard you won't be able to sit on your precious horses. As I was saying, she likes to go bare back riding naked on horses." Sarah laughed.

Anne lifted her head from Karen's nipple and said. "Welcome to the club!"

All three women looked at the diminutive support staff specialist in surprise.

"What? I grew up on a horse ranch and probably learned to ride before I could walk. When I got old enough to get 'the talk' about the birds and the bees, my mother told me how good it felt to ride a horse with your naked ass and sex directly on the saddle, right after she explained to me that masturbation was a natural and perfectly acceptable activity... when done in private." Anne blushed as she continued. "She decided it was time I got 'the talk' because she caught me frigging myself in a stall. Well, she heard me first. And when I turned eighteen, she took me out naked bareback riding as a birthday present."