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The Secret - part 25 By DoggyStyle57 - October 2014

12/9/2012

On Sunday morning, Melanie Kelley fixed breakfast for her family. The pretty twenty-two year old Rough Collie was wearing only an apron and humming happily to herself as she cooked the meal. Her family wasn't expecting any guests until dinner time, so Melanie and her thirty two year old Bernese Mountain Dog lover, Karl Bernerholdt had not bothered to get dressed when they got out of bed, continuing the practice that Melanie had recently instigated, of going without any clothes at home on the weekends, so Karl could get more comfortable with being naked in front of their children, and even having sex in front of each other.

Melanie's ten year old daughter, Ryan, and Karl's eight year old son, Hans, were also naked. The kids loved the freedom to be naked and sexy around their parents, and the two children were at the kitchen table within arm's reach of Melanie, with the Bernese Mountain Dog boy sitting on a chair and the young Collie girl on her hands and knees under the table, happily sucking her boyfriend's cock.

"Oh Goddess, Ryan! You're getting so good at that!" Hans exclaimed, stroking his girlfriend's hair lovingly as he neared his climax. "You're almost as good as mom!"

"Now now, dear, it isn't fair to compare your future step sister to someone with ten more years of experience," Melanie said, smiling as she heard the boy invoking the Wiccan Goddess that her family worshiped, and which Hans and his father were still learning about. "After all, she's only had a little over two months to learn how to do it. But I'm glad she's improving so swiftly. Now hurry up and finish him, Ryan. Your pancakes are almost ready."

Karl Bernerholdt entered the kitchen, kissed Melanie on the neck as he reached past her to get a mug from the cupboard by the coffee pot, and then turned and regarded the two children as he poured his morning coffee. "Don't they ever get enough of each other?" he asked, as he watched the little girl swallowing the full length of his son's cock and hungrily swallowing every last drop of the boy's seed. Karl's own cock twitched and stiffened at the sight, and he quickly moved to sit at the head of the table. He knew exactly how much Hans was enjoying himself, since just last week Ryan had sucked Karl's cock for the first time, and he had even fucked the little girl, while her mother watched approvingly, and while Melanie had enjoyed sex with Hans with equal enthusiasm.

"No, and I honestly hope they never do," Melanie replied, as she set plates of pancakes and scrambled eggs at the children's places, and offered Ryan a hand so the child could stand up and take her place at the kitchen table. She wiped a little cum from her daughter's muzzle with the corner of her apron, and then stepped over to Karl to hug his shoulders. "I'm happy that my Ryan has found a boy she loves enough to be feminine for. Did you notice her hair? She tied red bows on her braids today. Before we met you and Hans, I would have had quite a fight getting her to wear bows in her hair, let alone a dress."

"Do you think we could get Ryan to wear a dress and Hans to wear pants when Corwyn and Donna come to dinner tonight, instead of the other way around?" Karl asked, knowing how much his son liked dressing like a girl around the house, and what a tomboy Ryan was.

"Does it really matter?" Melanie asked, as she poured more batter on the griddle. "Corwyn and Donna have both seen Hans dressed as a girl before, and they've watched Ryan grow up dressing like a boy."

Karl sighed and replied, "Well... I suppose it doesn't matter, no."

"So I _can_wear a dress and act like Hannah tonight at dinner?" Hans asked hopefully.

"I guess you can, yes," Karl told his son. "We'll be talking to them about your cross dressing anyway. We'll... also see about talking to them about the incest we've been engaging in, if all goes well tonight. They've both had sex with _their_children as well, and I would appreciate their advice on what we've started doing within our own family."

"It will be fine, dear," Melanie insisted. "The whole coven has watched both of them mating with their children. No one in the coven will complain about what we do with our kids, or with any of my other relatives, as long as we aren't forcing them to do anything."

"Mom? Are you gonna have sex with grandpa and with Uncle Cullen, like you did with grandma?" Ryan asked, as she drowned her pancakes in maple syrup.

"I definitely do want to try it at least once with my daddy, yes. I promised daddy that he could mate with me, since he allowed mom to mate with Karl and I," Melanie replied. "But I haven't decided yet if I'll have sex with my brother. I'm sure your Uncle Cullen would love a chance to mate with me. But I don't want to get too carried away with that sort of fun. Mom and dad are willing to have sex with Karl and with me occasionally, but we know they don't expect to mate with either of us very frequently. But I'm afraid that Cullen might feel bad if I gave him a chance to have sex with me, and then said he couldn't keep visiting my bed. I'm pretty sure that if I allow my brother one chance to mate with me, he'll want to do it again, as often as he can."

"But you and dad will still keep havin' sex with me and Ryan, right mom?" Hans asked. "We sure like doin' it with you, and you like it too, don't you?"

"I would enjoy continuing to mate with you both, as long as we don't make it something you expect every day or even every week," Melanie said. "But it's really up to your father how long we keep doing that, or how often."

"But you do _like_mating with us, don't you daddy?" Ryan asked. "You wanna keep doin' it with us, don't you?"

"Ahem! Well, yes, I do," Karl admitted. "Perhaps I like it too much. I'm still frightened I'll hurt you when I have sex with either of you. You're both still so small. And we really do have to be careful who we allow to know about our family lovemaking, or we could all get in a lot of trouble. Even if having sex with you wasn't incest, you're both still much too young for any adult to legally mate with you. If we _weren't_your parents, the law in this state says you'd each have to be fourteen before it would be legal for us to mate with you. But as your parents, I'm afraid it will always be illegal."

"But you'll be my step father if you marry mommy, not my real father. And mommy will be Hans' step mom, right? So once I'm fourteen, wouldn't it be okay for me to have sex with you, daddy, an' for Hans to mate with my mom?" Ryan asked.

"Well, I think you'd probably need to be sixteen for that to be all right, dear. That's what the law says, if the adult is in a position of authority over you, like a teacher. But that part of the law still doesn't mention step-parents as being all right after that age," Karl said.

"But I can still marry Ryan someday, right?" Hans asked his father. "We aren't related at all, except if you and her mom get married."

"We think that's true, yes," Karl said. "Especially since you two were already in a relationship before Melanie and I will get married. But the law is pretty vague on that too. It's one of the things we want to talk to Corwyn and Donna about this evening. At worst, once you're both old enough to move out on your own, I don't think anything would prohibit you from legally becoming married."

"Don't worry about it too much, dears," Melanie said soothingly. "As long as no one finds out and complains, we can do as we please. Now, let's finish breakfast and then I'd appreciate help from all of you while we get the house cleaned up and ready for our dinner guests."

===

That evening, Hans put on one of his prettiest dresses, and Ryan carefully curled his long hair and helped him with feminine makeup, transforming him into Hannah for the evening. Ryan chose to wear her usual blue jeans, a plain dark blue t-shirt, and a ball cap with the team logo for one of her favorite football teams on it. Her braids remained tucked out of sight under her hat, making her look far more like a boy than her cross-dressed boyfriend did.

Hannah giggled as she looked at their reflections in the bathroom mirror, while Ryan put away the makeup supplies. "You know what would be funny? If when we get married, you wear the tuxedo and I wear the pretty wedding dress!" she commented.

"Maybe we will," Ryan said. "That's a long ways off though. Maybe by that time, we'll both want to wear pretty wedding dresses! I do like looking feminine for you, Hannah. But I like _you_looking like a girl too."

"That might be fun too, yeah," Hannah admitted. Then her ears perked up, and she said, "Oh hey! I hear a car in the driveway! Let's go let our guests in!"

The two kids rushed downstairs, swiftly passing Karl who was getting up from a recliner chair in the family room. "We've got it daddy!" Ryan said as they both reached the door at the same time.

===

On the porch, Corwyn rang the doorbell. When the door opened, he smiled and said, "Well! Hello Hannah! Hi Ryan! May we come in?"

"Please do, sir!" Hannah said, giving a little curtsey as she greeted the stag and his doe. "It's good to see you both, Mister and Mrs. Grant! Or... should I call you by some religious title? When our pastor of our Presbyterian church came to call in our home town, we always called him 'Reverend'."

"It would be correct to address us as 'my Priest' or 'my Priestess', while in a ceremony. But we're both quite fine with you and Ryan using our first names, Hannah," Donna Grant said, as she and her husband stepped inside and Ryan closed the door behind them. "And you look adorable, Hannah! No problems from your father about you being a girl like this, I take it?"

"Daddy's getting used to it," Hannah said. "He kinda wanted me to be a boy tonight, but I asked if I could wear a dress, an' he said it was okay."

"That's good to hear," Donna replied, moving to hug Karl, who had joined them. "Accepting the infinite variety in each of us is pleasing to the Goddess and her consort. Blessed be, Karl. And where is your lovely mate?"

"Welcome to our home. Melanie's fussing over dinner. She decided at the last minute to make a cheesecake for dessert. Can I get you anything to drink?" Karl replied.

"You might want to open these up," Corwyn replied, handing Karl two chilled bottles that he removed from an insulated carrying bag. "We brought honey mead for the adults, and some sparkling cider for the children."

"All right. Ryan and Hannah can show you your places at the dinner table, and Melanie and I will join you momentarily," Karl said, as he took the bottles to the kitchen to get glasses for the offered beverages.

The dining table was round, and set with six places, equally spaced around the rim. Corwyn and Donna sat in the chairs the kids pulled out for them, facing the kitchen, and then Hans and Ryan took the seats to the right of Donna, so the boy sat beside the priestess. When they came from the kitchen and finished serving drinks to everyone, Karl sat next to Corwyn, and Melanie sat between her lover and her daughter.

"The casserole and veggies will be done in thirty minutes, and dessert is in the fridge and will be ready in an hour. So we have a little time to relax before dinner is ready. We welcome you to our home, and to our hearth," Melanie said seriously. "Thank you for coming to visit us tonight, my friends, and I hope the Goddess will look favorably on our futures."

"So mote it be," Donna replied. "But please, let's not stand on ceremony tonight. This is a chance for us to get to know Karl and Hannah better, and to talk to all of you about your handfasting ceremony at the Yule celebration and your parts in it. I'm just sorry it has taken us so long to meet with the four of you for dinner. But Andrew and Colleen have kept us informed about your progress with Karl and Hans' spiritual training, and they have also briefed us to some degree on how well you and Karl, and Hans and Ryan are getting along with each other as couples. I must say, I'm pleased to see that Karl seems to be so comfortable around Hannah tonight. The last time we saw the two of you together, Karl was quite edgy about Hannah's presence."

"That was the first time I had ever watched Hannah going out in public as a girl. I'll admit, I still have some difficulties with seeing my son dressing and acting like a girl," Karl said. "But Hans, even dressed as Hannah, is still my son, and whether he wants to act like a girl or like a boy, I love him."

"As well you should," Corwyn said. "It isn't easy for a parent to accept that their child may want to behave in ways that are... unexpected. Melanie told us that your parents are extremely homophobic. I assume they raised you expecting you would adopt the same beliefs?"

"Yes. My parents detest homosexuals," Karl said. "My two older brothers and I grew up listening to their hate all the time, and to occasional sermons at our church that decried homosexuality as a sin. Every news story or article in the paper about gay rights sent them into an uproar. For most of my life, their hatred and biases prevented me from ever getting to know anyone that wasn't completely straight. And I certainly can't deny that it's affected how I instinctively react to gays or lesbians or people who were openly bisexual, even though I no longer agree with my parents warped opinions."

"But your opinion of different gender orientations and roles certainly has changed since then, for you to be so accepting of both Hannah and Melanie," Donna observed. "May I ask what caused that change? Was it finding out about your son's cross-dressing?"

"No. Learning about Hans' inclinations helped me to move forward to where I am now, but the start of my change to being more tolerant of gays and cross dressers started shortly before he was born," Karl said. "I'm the youngest of three brothers. My oldest brother, Bernard, followed all our family's expectations. He got married to a nice Presbyterian Bernese girl a year after he graduated from college. She worked as a sales girl at the computer store where he had just become the service department manager. They rented a nice home in our home town, she started attending the same church as the rest of our family, and about a year later they delighted my parents by announcing the birth of their son, Albrecht. My parents soon started bugging my other brother, Manfred, and myself about when we would find a nice purebred Bernese girl and start producing kids too. But Manfred didn't seem to be very interested in dating, and while I had a few flings with girls of other species in college, none of the girls I was seeing were the kind of purebred Bernese girls that my parents would accept as a potential daughter in law. They also had a very low opinion of interspecies dating, you see. I still haven't told them Melanie isn't Bernese, or that she's Wiccan, because I'm certain they won't accept that I may soon marry a collie who doesn't share their religious beliefs. All that they know about Melanie so far is her name; that she's a single mom with a daughter close to Hans' age; and that I'm sufficiently serious about her that we've become engaged and I've decided Hans and I will spend this Holiday season with her and her family, rather than flying Hans and I back home to celebrate with my parents."

"You shouldn't keep Melanie's breed or faith a secret from them for too much longer, Karl," Donna said. "We'd be glad to try talking to them, if you think it would help. I've got a feeling that I know where this tale about your brothers is heading, but please, do continue telling us about them."

"Manfred was a graphics design major and a theatre arts minor. Shortly after he graduated from college, he moved to California, taking a job with a small movie production company near LA. We didn't hear much from him about his life in California, though he did manage to fly home for Christmas the next two years," Karl continued. "Just after I got my BA in accounting, a Bernese girl I had been dating told me she believed she was pregnant, and that I was the father of her baby. I 'did the right thing', quickly introduced her to my parents and married her, and we rented an apartment together near the campus, while I finished my MBA. But it turned out she had lied about being pregnant, just to get me to marry her. I was pretty mad, but my parents liked her, so I forgave her and we remained married. But we didn't try for a kid again until I was done with college."

"Oh my! We'll want to get back to the topic of your first marriage soon, but please continue," Donna said.

"In December of 2003, my brothers and I gathered at my parents place, with our respective families, for the Christmas and New Years' holidays. Bernard, his wife Katheryn, and their son, Albrecht, got there first. Katheryn was four months pregnant with their second child, and my parents were making quite a fuss over her. Then I arrived with my wife, who was five months pregnant with Hans. My parents were so happy when we told them that the ultrasound tests indicated we were going to have a son. Then Manfred showed up, and... all hell broke loose. He arrived accompanied by a male Persian cat named Sammy, who he introduced as his 'Partner'. Then he stunned our family when he openly admitted that Sammy had been his homosexual lover for most of the last year. You could have heard a pin drop, because we were all so surprised. It was my parents' worst nightmare. One of their sons was coming out of the closet as being Gay. My parents threw them both out of their house, screaming and shouting that Manfred was no longer their son. Katheryn quickly got her son and my wife away from our parents, while Bernard and I tried to calm our distraught parents down. But they ignored us as they methodically went through their home and destroyed every picture that they could find of Manfred. They simply wouldn't listen to reason. My brother and I took our families and left in disgust when our parents called their lawyer, on Christmas Eve, to get Manfred written out of their will!"

"Oh my! That's terrible!" Donna said. "I can't blame you for leaving."

"Manfred and Sammy were still out on the sidewalk, patiently waiting to see if anyone in the family would still talk to them. We talked briefly, and then we all got in our cars and followed them to the hotel that Manfred and Sammy were staying at. Manfred admitted that he truly hadn't expected our parents to accept his coming out, and he apologized for ruining our Christmas holiday. But he said he had to_try_ to let his family know of his decision, and that he had hoped that mom and dad might hold their venom back because of the holiday and the presence of their four year old grandson and two pregnant daughters in law. He told us that Sammy was an actor at the movie studio that Manfred worked for, and that the studio made porn films. Manfred didn't act in the porn films, but designed the graphics for their DVD case covers and web ads, and helped to write scripts for the films. Sammy joked that maybe it would have gone better if he had arrived in drag, and been introduced as Samantha, without Manfred admitting right off that theirs was a gay relationship. Bernard and I were still pretty much in shock, but one thing we both immediately agreed on was that Manfred was still our brother, and we would not turn our backs on him, or refuse to acknowledge his lover. We knew our brother was a good man, regardless of what our parents had taught about homosexuality being a sin and a perversion. Manfred told us that he still believed in God, and that the Christian church he and Sammy attended accepted openly gay couples, though it wasn't legal at the time to perform a gay marriage in California yet. We had our Christmas dinner together in a fast food restaurant, and before we parted Bernard and I assured Manfred and Sammy that we wouldn't shut them out of our lives, and we promised to stay in touch."

"We were all furious at our parents, but the only way for Bernard and I to keep the peace with them was to not mention Manfred in their presence, after that," Karl said. "The next year's Christmas was quite tense. Bernard and I had hardly spoken to our parents all year - not even to invite them to our children's birthday parties. They practically begged us to come to their home for Christmas, so they could see their three grandchildren - my Hans, and his cousins; Albrecht and his baby sister Alexis. Bernard's family and mine exchanged birthday and Christmas gifts by mail that year and each year after that with Manfred and Sammy. But Manfred and his lover, who he eventually did marry when it became legal in mid 2008, stayed in California and never tried after that to talk to our parents. My mom and dad have never accepted Manfred's sexual orientation, and probably never will."

"Oh Karl, I'm so sorry your parents treated your brother so poorly!" Donna said. "It's unthinkable to us that anyone could turn against their own children like that, for merely being true to themselves."

"Karl, I can see why your family history would have made it very difficult for you, when you discovered that your son liked to wear feminine clothes and pose as a girl." Corwyn said. "I suppose it is fortunate for Hans that you had already experienced your brother outing himself as gay, and had come to accept that you could still love him as your brother and be at peace with his orientation."

"Well, not fully at peace with it - at least not then," Karl said. "I didn't understand why my brother had 'become gay', and just thinking about my brother mating with another male made me very uncomfortable. But at least I realized that what my parents had taught us about homosexuality couldn't be entirely right, and that I couldn't just reject my brother for what he was. He wasn't hurting anyone. He was honestly acting out of love for another - even if that 'other' was another male. Spend even a few minutes around Manfred and Sammy, and you could tell they were very much in love. Honestly, while I didn't realize it at the time, I think now that much of my discomfort may have been due to some of my own repressed urges - feelings of interest in other males which I had savagely denied whenever they surfaced. Certainly, if while I was growing up I ever had any notions that my parents would have seen as 'gay', I would have repressed them, and denied that I could ever do or be interested in such a thing."

"Still, despite your upbringing, you found it in your heart to at least try to support your brother. That is very commendable, Karl," Corwyn said.

A timer went off in the kitchen, and Melanie and Ryan both got up from the table. "Dinner's ready! Ryan, Hannah and I will serve, and then we can continue our conversation, all right?"

"Of course," Donna said. "Can I help with anything?"

"Oh no, we've got it!" Melanie replied, as she and the children ducked into the kitchen returned with two casserole dishes, a bowl of rolls, and a large salad, as well as two kinds of vegetables. "The casserole in the red dish has meat in it, but everything else is meat free," Melanie said.

"Thank you for being so considerate of our digestions," Corwyn said. "As deer, we _do_prefer veggies, grain products and salads. But it won't hurt us to eat a bit of meat now and then. It just doesn't digest as easily for us."

Once everyone had their plates full, Corwyn said, "Let's move to another topic. We're aware that Hans and Ryan are mating with each other, and that Melanie performed an informal handfasting for them when she caught them in bed together. Andrew and Colleen mentioned that to us, and told us that you and they have accepted the children's status as mates. To be honest, we were not greatly surprised by the news, because we had expected Ryan to be sexually precocious, just like her mother was at a similar age. But Andrew and Colleen also implied that Hans had already had sex with both males and females before he met Ryan? That seems unusual, given the family upbringing that you just described, Karl. Can you elaborate on how your son became sexually active at his age?"

"He probably wouldn't have, if I had been willing to talk to Hans about sexual matters earlier. But Bernard and I decided that the best course for maintaining peace with our families was to remain relatively neutral around our children with regards to what gay sex was, and not to reinforce the hateful things the kids occasionally heard from our parents. Heck, we were still trying to understand our brother's lifestyle ourselves! Our kids were all so young that discussing sexual orientation issues around them would just be likely to cause problems, if they blurted out something around their grandparents. When they were older, we hoped to explain it to them, so they could make up their own minds about their uncle and his mate. So Hans grew up knowing he has an uncle in California, and that his uncle Manfred married 'Auntie Samantha'. Sammy, you see, had started dressing as a girl full time, and could quite convincingly pull it off. But Hans didn't know until this year that Samantha was really a male. The only picture he ever saw of Manfred and Samantha showed Sammy in a pretty dress, with his hair in a feminine style. From the photo, no one could tell Sammy was really a guy," Karl said. "But our refusal to talk about gay sex to our children left my son vulnerable to a male sexual predator - a boy in our neighborhood, named Tommy."

"Daddy! Tommy wasn't that bad! He never made me do anything I didn't wanna do," Hannah said.

"I understand that now, son. You and I have had a very good talk on that subject," Karl said, turning his attention back to Corwyn and Donna. "But the fact remains that Tommy was introducing quite a few of the underage boys in our neighborhood to gay sex, and Hans would have been better prepared for his advances if we had talked to him about his uncle, as we should have. Maybe, if we had that father and son talk sooner, my boy would have come to me as soon as Tommy first started making advances - at least to ask for advice. Tommy was a fifteen year old bunny, and one of the only kids in the neighborhood who would work as a babysitter. Most of the younger kids in the neighborhood liked him. According to the newspaper report that I read, he was arrested and convicted for sexually molesting a seven year old boy that he was supposed to be babysitting. The child's parents came home early, and caught Tommy having anal sex with their little boy. A police investigation produced half a dozen other boys my son's age who confessed that Tommy had also had sex with them. While no names or addresses of the young victims were given, the ages and species of the victims matched most of the boys in our neighborhood that my son and Tommy usually played with. I was terrified that the police would expand their investigation and come to our home, interview Hans, and disclose that he was another of their victims. If my parents ever heard such a thing... It was unthinkable. To my deep shame and regret, I wasn't able to bring myself to ask Hans at that time if he had_been raped by Tommy. If Hans had admitted that, and we had gone to the police, then his grandparents surely would have found out, and I'm afraid that they would have treated him just as badly as they treated my brother Manfred, for not turning Tommy in as soon as it happened. You see, Hans... never complained about Tommy, though I knew he had spent time alone with him on several occasions. And that worried me even more, because it made it seem that Hans might have been a _willing participant in the older boy's sexual activities. And as Hans just told you, it turns out that he was willing to have sex with Tommy. I felt I needed to get my boy away from there, before it escalated. I also wasn't sure how long the authorities could hold Tommy, since he was a minor himself when it happened. I'd already had job offers from an investment firm in this town, and had been considering moving ever since my divorce. So I accepted one of those job offers, and we moved to Fox Hollow."

"Hannah? Will you tell us your side of what Tommy did to you? We will not judge you or Tommy for what happened. We just want to understand what you have experienced," Donna said.

"Sure. I already told this to mom and dad and Ryan, and to a few other friends that I trust," Hannah said. "Like daddy said, Tommy lived in my neighborhood, and he would babysit some of us kids, and he liked to play with us. Sometimes, when he should have been playing with us in the park, he would take me to his house, and up to his room, and show me porn - mostly magazines with girls getting fucked in the butt. He taught me to masturbate, and he would masturbate too, while he watched me doing it. He also kissed me, and played with his fingers up my tail hole, and he fucked my butt once. I... well, I liked it, so I didn't complain, even after he put his cock in my tail hole. But then we moved here, and I never saw him again. He was the first person I'd ever had any kind of sex with, boys or girls."

"But you said a moment ago that he didn't force you to do it?" Donna asked gently.

"That's right, ma'am. Tommy always asked politely an' offered, but he never did anything if I said no, or didn't want to do it. Like one time when he asked me to put his cock in my mouth, and when I said I didn't want to do that, he just said 'Okay', and we played a video game instead. I knew he had sex with other boys, but he didn't talk much about it," Hannah replied.

"How do you feel about what happened to you, or about your own interests in sex now?" Donna asked.

"I don't mind what Tommy did with me. It was fun. Since then, I've had sex with some other boys and girls, and I guess I like both. I like Ryan best though! We get along really good, and we love making each other happy in bed," Hannah said. "Ryan likes it when I pretend I'm Hannah. But I don't think I wanna be like our friend Michelle. Michelle was born a boy, but wants to really be a girl. She wants to have her boy parts cut off, and to have other stuff done to her so she will have a girl's body. I wouldn't wanna do that. I like making out with Ryan too much."

"So, do you think of yourself as a boy, or as a girl?" Donna asked.

"Most of the time, I guess I'd rather be a boy. But it's fun to be a girl sometimes too, and have everyone accept me as a girl. It doesn't matter much to me what sex someone else is if I want to have sex with them, or what sex I appear to be," Hannah said. "I've... had sex with a guy while I looked like a guy, and while I looked like a girl. Same with having sex with girls. I guess if I had to pick one or the other, I'd choose sex with girls, with me as a boy. But the other stuff is fun too."

"Well, the term for what you like to do is being 'gender fluid', and it's perfectly normal, though not a lot of people live that way," Donna said. "You enjoy having others accept your gender as whatever you feel like it being at that moment, from what you've said. That's different from Michelle, who is transgendered. Her mind is that of a girl, even though she was born with a boy's body. That is why she wants to 'have her boy parts cut off', Hannah. Because for the way her mind works, those boy parts shouldn't be there. It's also not the same as being bisexual - where you have one definite gender identity, but you enjoy sex with either gender. I'm bisexual. I am one hundred percent a woman, no matter what I do. But as much as I love my husband, I also enjoy sex with other women occasionally."

"And one of those women is my mom," Melanie added. "Karl and the kids know about you and my parents, Donna."

"Oh? Well, yes, Colleen is the woman who introduced me to sex with other girls, and we're still lovers, though I don't mate all that often with her or with Andrew," Donna admitted. "And that's one thing for all four of you to consider. It's perfectly possible to have a stable and loving relationship, devoted to one long-term mate, while one or both of you also occasionally have other lovers. It's called being polyamorous. Corwyn and I have done it, and so have Andrew and Colleen. The key to making it work is being very clear with each other and with anyone you include that this is something you both accept, and that your primary relationship will not be allowed to be harmed by accepting other lovers. But not everyone can do that. Some people can only accept a one-on-one relationship, and adding more people destroys or weakens that bond for them. Patrick and Monica Morgan have a strictly monogamous relationship. They accept that others can be polyamorous, but it just doesn't work for them, personally. So you have to be careful, and talk with each other, and make sure that what you do is acceptable to everyone involved."

"We've had that discussion, and all four of us agree that as long as everyone is open and honest, we can accept polyamory," Melanie said.

"Good. You want to be clear on that before becoming handfasted," Corwyn said. "But getting back to you, Karl, I don't believe you finished telling us about how you came to accept your son's cross-dressing?"

"Well, it's a bit embarrassing," Karl admitted. "Melanie and Ryan discovered what I had been too afraid to ask my own son about, and Melanie talked to me about it. We had some very heartfelt talks about her past, and her bisexual relationship with Mossflower. And she got me to talk to Hans, and he told me exactly what he and Tommy had done together, and a lot of what else he had done. I told him about his uncle Manfred and how badly my parents had reacted when Manfred admitted to being Gay, and I tried to explain how bad it would be if my parents even suspected Hans was also having sex with males, or was cross dressing. For all their faults, I want Hans to have a chance to know his grandparents - even if they do eventually reject all of us for becoming Wiccan, or for Hans being 'gender fluid', or whatever you want to call it."

Karl took a deep breath and then continued. "Pardon me if I get a bit graphic here, and don't worry - the kids have already heard this. Melanie... asked me to try some things in the bedroom that pushed my limits. A lot. She arranged for Mossflower and Dianna to join us for a foursome, so I could see her with other women. She also insisted that I lick my own seed from each of them, so I would understand what Hans experienced, to some degree, when he sucked a male's cock. Melanie even bought some lingerie that was sized to fit me, and she convinced me try roleplaying in the bedroom, dressed like a girl. And she... used a strap-on dildo on my butt, so I would understand what receiving anal sex felt like. I still greatly prefer the more traditional male and female relationships, but I have to admit, part of me did enjoy those 'gay' activities. I'll... even do it again, with real males. And that made it easier for me to accept that my son could like gay activities. I've talked to my son a lot more since then, and... well, I think we understand each other better now. He understands why his cross dressing and having sex with males makes me uneasy, and I understand, at least a little, why he enjoys what he does."

"That sounds like a very healthy start on better understanding between you," Donna said, as she finished the last of her meal. "That was a wonderful dinner. Shall we have desert now, or move to the living room to continue the conversation?"

Melanie looked at her watch, and said, "Let's talk some more. The cheesecake has a while left to chill before I can serve it, but it will keep as long as we need it to, if we keep talking." She and the children cleared the dinner table, and Karl led their guests to the living room.