Xenophobe

Bobby stayed away for nearly an hour. When his sweat had pooled underneath him, making the seat too uncomfortable, he returned home.

To his relief, the police were no longer at Alton's shack. Bobby had managed to look the man in the face and lie about not knowing Alton's whereabouts the first time. He just didn't know if he could lie a second time.

At their home, Eunice got Norma into the kitchen and told her to make them grilled ham and cheese sandwiches. Norma happily bent to the task.

"Wash them hands first," Eunice called out as she pulled Buford into the living room. "Don't want no splinters in my cheese no."

"I ain't got no splinters," Norma giggled but did wash her hands in the kitchen sink.

"Need ask you something," Eunice said, pushing Buford into his recliner.

"Yeah, what?" Buford asked, trying to read the pained look on Eunice's face.

"You love me?" Eunice asked and a tear began to course down her cheek.

"Well yeah," Buford said, puzzled.

"Need to ask you do something for me," Eunice said and a few more tears trickled down.

"What?" Buford asked, reaching for her.

"Need you marry my Norma," Eunice said, backing away from his grasp.

"Need me what?" Buford asked, stunned.

Suddenly Eunice let out a strangled sob and ran down the hall. A moment later, Buford heard a door slam.

He got to his feet and went to his bedroom.

Sprawled out on the bed, face down lay a sobbing Eunice.

"Ooni, why you want me marry Norma?" he asked, sitting down next to her, rubbing her back.

She sobbed out that Norma was pregnant.

By the time Buford got all the story out of her, she was curled up in his lap, arms tightly around his neck.

"Ooni, you don't really want me marry Norma, huh?" he softly asked her, kissing her tears away.

"No, want you marry me," she admitted.

"Want to marry you too," he admitted and reached into the top drawer of his nightstand.

"Didn't know when would be a good time ask you, but..." he said and showed her a small diamond ring he'd recently bought.

She looked up into his eyes, and then shook her head no.

"Buford, no, I can't," she finally said. "Me? I want you yeah, but Norma going need you and need me and..."

"And she'll have us, both of us even when we married," Buford assured her.

"No, Cher, you ain't listening no," Eunice protested.

She touched his chest.

"Norma? She going need know she be all right," Eunice tried to explain. "Being pregnant? That going be scary yeah; she needs know she be all right."

"Okay, all right, tell you what, first thing we need do find out for sure," Buford agreed, worn down by Eunice's stubbornness.

"Inside?" Eunice whispered, pressing her lips to his. "Inside? I be your wife forever."

"Inside?" he said to her. "Inside you'll always be the one I love first, hear?"

"Man I looking all over for y'all," Norma protested, peering into the bedroom.

That night, after their shower, Norma kept giggling as if she had a secret. She kept giggling, and blushing, and looking at Buford and giggling some more.

Buford soon found out why; a fast jitterbug revealed that she was not wearing panties. Buford couldn't help but look at her blonde curls and smooth backside. During a slow song, Eunice lifted the hem of Norma's tee shirt, exposing her naked buttocks to Buford's gaze.

But it was Eunice that slid into bed next to him. She didn't even wait for him to turn off the lights as she was pulling his briefs down.

Chapter 11

Dr. Peleour confirmed quince's diagnosis.

"Right about fourteen weeks, just entering the second trimester," he said, smiling pleasantly at the three Theriots.

"What I do?" Norma asked, clutching her sister's hand tightly.

"Well, take the vitamins we've prescribed; you're going to want to cut back on the fried foods..." the doctor intoned.

"This something be happy about yeah," Eunice said, forcing herself to sound happy.

"Yeah?" Norma asked.

Buford smiled at Eunice and she smiled back.

"Yeah, Cher, we having us a baby," Eunice said and kissed her sister on the lips. "And that's something be happy about."

"Okay," Norma agreed and smiled.

"So tonight, how about we go to Casa Ole, okay?" Buford asked.

"Ooh, I can have me one of them..." Norma asked.

"No," Eunice said firmly. "What he just told you? No alcohol."

"That's right, no alcohol, not even a little," Dr. Peleour said firmly.

"Oh, okay, but I can still have me a taco, right?" Norma asked.

"Honey, you can have two tacos if you want," the doctor smiled. "Remember? You're eating for two now."

Norma thought that statement to be quite funny and repeated it over and over as they left the doctor's office.

"So you'll ask her?" Eunice whispered to Buford as they left the doctor's building.

"Yes," Buford agreed.

"Thank you," Eunice said.

Again, Buford was sure that the food of Casa Ole was microwave-prepared but both Eunice and Norma seemed to like it.

"Got something serious ask you," Buford said as they returned home.

"Yeah?" Norma asked, becoming fearful.

The last time she had been pregnant, Daddy had made her have an abortion. Suppose Mr. Buford made her do that too? She had felt horrible physically and emotionally after that abortion and didn't want to feel that way again.

Or suppose he made her leave his house, go back to the shack? She did miss her daddy, but Mr. Buford said Daddy hadn't been back since the last time she saw him. She'd be at the shack all by herself.

"No, no, it something good," he laughed at the petrified look on her face.

"Yeah, it something good," Eunice assured her.

"We having a baby, was wondering you and me get married so that baby have him a momma and daddy, what you think?" Buford asked.

Norma looked at him, and then noticed he was holding out a ring. She looked at Eunice and saw a tear slide down Eunice's face.

"I be back," she promised and grabbed Eunice's hand.

"Well, that went well," Buford muttered as both girls left the room.

Ooni, I can't marry him no," Norma hissed the moment their door was shut.

"What, why not?" Eunice asked.

"Ooni, I know I ain't all that smart yeah, but even I know you in love with him," Norma said, holding her sister's hands tightly.

"You listen to me," Eunice said firmly.

She kissed her sister softly.

"You are smart," she said. "It come to making them dolls, ain't nobody better. And aw! Cher! Some oil and a little corn bread? My Norma make you a meal yeah."

She kissed Norma again.

"And yeah, I'm in love with him," she admitted. "But it you he wanting marry yeah; give that baby a momma and a daddy."

"You ain't going hate me I marry him?" Norma asked, looking deep into her sister's unreadable hazel eyes.

"Norma," Eunice whispered. "All my life I never hate you; you my big sister."

"Oh Ooni, I love you yeah," Norma broke down in tears.

The two sisters hugged and cuddled on the bed. Finally, Eunice gave her sister a kiss and pushed her away.

"Come on, Buford waiting on you tell him yeah," she said.

"Mr. Buford?" Norma was calling out as she opened the bedroom door.

"Still in here," Buford called back from the living room.

"Me and Ooni? We talked and yeah, I'm marry you and I love you and you don't worry no, I be a good wife," Norma excitedly told the man.

He smirked at Eunice who stood behind Norma. Norma bounced happily on her feet and looked at the ring. She put it on her index finger and showed it to Eunice.

"It go on this finger yeah," Eunice said and put it on Norma's ring finger.

Buford couldn't help but think it was fitting that Ooni would be the one to put the engagement ring onto her sister's finger.

Buford did not know why the two girls insisted on showering in the guest bathroom and still kept all of their clothes in the closet and drawers of the guest room. He had even cleared out half of the closet and three of the five drawers in his chest of drawers for them.

Again, he brought this up when they came into the living room, fresh from their shower.

"When we married, I put my stuff in there," Norma promised and gave him a very wet kiss.

Eunice put on a brave face. The program came on and the sisters danced together. But this time, when the break in music came, Norma came and sat on the arm of Buford's recliner, resting her head on his shoulder.

"Oh!" she giggled when the comedian finally reached the punch line.

Eunice, however, was almost convulsed in laughter.

"Ah hee hee hee!" she gasped. "His suspenders was caught on the mirror! Ah hee hee hee!"

Buford felt an overwhelming sadness; Eunice was putting on a very brave face for her sister. And for him.

After an hour, Buford called an end to the day.

He was curious if their sleeping arrangements would change, now that Norma wore his ring on her finger. It was Eunice that slid into the bed next to him, though.

"Um," he stammered.

"When we married," Norma said as she slid in next to Eunice. "You sleeping in the middle yeah, right between me and Ooni."

"Yeah," you one lucky dog yeah," Eunice whispered and began pulling at his erection.

"You still..." Buford asked.

"Yeah, I still got the curse," Eunice agreed and bent to suck his cock.

Chapter 12

The night before their courthouse wedding, Buford slept alone. The two girls insisted that he wasn't supposed to see his bride for at least twenty four hours before the wedding.

In the middle of the night, he smiled when he heard his door open.

"Don't turn on no light no," he heard Norma whisper.

She slid into the bed and reached for him. He felt her and saw that the girl was nude.

"Thank you, Mr. Buford," she whispered, then gave him a wet kiss.

"Thank you for what?" he asked.

"For asking me marry you," she said.

"Well thank you for saying yeah," he smiled.

"I do love you yeah," she kissed him again. "A lot yeah."

"Love you too,' he said.

Her hand trailed down his chest, across the slight paunch he had developed since the girls had moved in two months ago, and reached the elastic band of his briefs.

"Ooni said I'm supposed wait until we married but I said that's so silly yeah; you ain't waiting, why I got to?" Norma admitted as she rolled on top of him.

Both sisters were tight, both sisters were very passionate, but Eunice seemed more urgent in her lovemaking.

"Oh that good yeah," Norma grunted as she orgasmed.

A moment later, Buford spurted into her clutching pussy.

"Oh that good," she repeated.

A few minutes later, she rolled off of him, gave him another wet kiss then left his room.

Courtroom D at the St. Elizabeth Parish Courthouse was where the quick ceremony would take place. Judge Jesse Johnson officiated the ceremony. Clark Duhon stood in as one witness and Eunice did double duty as 'maid of honor' and the second witness.

From his bench, Jesse Johnson smirked at the thirty nine year old man and the twenty, nearly twenty one year old bride.

"Congratulations," Clark said when Jesse pronounced them husband and wife.

"Uh huh," Buford smiled at the sour face of Tammy Timmons.

"I had me a full head of hair I married BebbiAnn," Clark lied, rubbing his smooth head.

"You rather have hair?" DebbiAnn, Clark's twenty four year old wife asked.

"Oh no ma'am, I ain't complaining me!" Clark laughed.

"Congratulations," DebbiAnn hugged the slightly tearful Norma. "The only thing you need to remember is, always let him think he's right. Even when he's wrong."

Norma giggled at the friendly advice.

"All right, see you on Monday," Clark cheerfully told the new husband.

"And we really going New Orleans?" Norma asked as Buford herded her and Eunice out of the courtroom.

"Yeah but you heard my boss; I got to be back in three days," Buford smiled.

"We going have you a surprise," she whispered, cuddling up to him.

"Norma!" Eunice warned.

"Don't worry I ain't telling him nothing," Norma said.

When they arrived at the hotel, Eunice made Buford go sit in the bar for an hour. Finally, after two overpriced beers, he made his way to the room.

Dressed in matching white lace corsets, white thong panties and white stockings, Eunice and Norma smiled at him when he entered the room.

"We ready yeah," Norma announced.

"You look so beautiful," he said sincerely.

"And you so handsome," Norma said and tugged at his neck tie.

"Here, let me..." Eunice knelt down and began unlacing his shoes.

"I love you yeah," Norma whispered and kissed him hotly.

"Love you too," he agreed.

He slid out of his shoes and both he and Norma burst into laughter as Eunice pretended to gag and hack and cough at his 'foot odor.'

"Cut it out," he said and she smiled up at him.

"His jacket and tie were removed and Norma did her very first wifely duty by hanging up his jacket and tie in the miniscule closet area.

When they had him completely nude, Norma led him to the bed and eased him back. She curled up on his left side while Eunice curled up on his right.

Both sighed when he cuddled them and both giggled when he caressed their rear ends.

The both girls kissed him. Eunice kissed his cheek while Norma kissed his mouth.

Then Eunice kissed his mouth while Norma kissed his neck.

"Oh!" he groaned as both girls took one of his nipples into their mouths.

They trailed wet kisses down to his straining cock. Norma put the head of his cock in her mouth while Eunice put her mouth around the side of his cock. Then she began to travel up the length of his cock while Norma began to travel down. They met somewhere near the head of his cock. Both sisters licked each other's tongues, and then Eunice continued her upward traverse to the head of his cock.

"Fuck!" he said as Norma flicked her tongue aggressively around the base of his cock while Eunice tried to force the tip of her tongue into his piss slit.

The Eunice abandoned the head of his cock and Norma began to slide her mouth up the side of his cock.

Buford felt Eunice's calloused hand grab his balls and felt Norma's hand reach up to his chest.

"I'm not going to last..." he moaned and Norma quickly put the head of his cock in her mouth while Eunice aggressively licked the shaft of his cock.

"Shit!" he grunted and spewed his semen into Norma's hot mouth.

He was light headed; Norma kept sucking his semen out of him while Eunice sucked on his balls. Finally, to his relief, they took their mouths off of him. He watched through blurry eyes as the two sisters kissed each other passionately, sharing his semen with each other.

"You liked that? Norma asked, flopping onto the bed next to him.

"That was incredible," he wheezed.

"His thing all soft now," Eunice commented, stroking the limp member softly.

"Think we show him it get big?" Norma asked, scrambling to kneel next to her sister.

"Maybe," Eunice smiled down at Buford.

"On three?" Norma asked.

"One, two, three," Eunice counted and both girls slid their thong panties down and off, displaying smoothly shaved pubic mounds.

Both girls were obviously quite aroused; their inner lips peeked out of the puffy mounds, their moisture glistening in the soft lighting of the room.

"Yay!" Norma laughed as Buford's cock hardened.

He wondered how the girls knew that hairless pussies was a fetish of his. His ex-wife kept hinting that she would do it for him, even bought the gel and razor for it, but never did.

"I seen it on your computer," Eunice said, as if she read his mind, read his question.

"I can..." Norma asked, and then squatted over his hard cock.

Both she and Buford groaned as she slid his erection into her pussy.

Buford jerked when he felt Eunice's tongue at his scrotum again.

Then she knelt behind her sister, reached around, and began to squeeze Norma's breasts.

Norma moaned as her sister's hot mouth kissed and nibbled at her bare shoulders, hands never leaving Norma's breasts, fingers pulling at Norma's nipples.

"Eiieee!" Norma cried out when Eunice trailed her right hand down and stroked Norma's clitoris.

Eunice softly pushed on Norma until Norma dismounted from Buford's straining cock.

"Hey!" he protested.

"Watch, Eunice ordered and swung her leg over, facing away from him.

Buford watched as Eunice Reached behind herself for his cock, then used her other hand to pull on her buttock.

"Oh!" she moaned as the head of his cock slid into her rectum.

That 'oh' was followed by several more as inch after inch of his fat cock slid into her unbelievably tight anal passage.

"It hurt?" Norma asked Eunice.

Eunice cried out when Norma reached over and began playing with her small breasts.

Her sphincter ring gripped Buford's cock in a painful grip and she cried out again as his semen began flooding her bowels.

Buford groaned; her ass was squeezing him painfully and she was leaning forward, creating a very uncomfortable angle for his cock.

"Oh man I got to..." Eunice said and walked forward on her knees until his cock popped out of her anus.

He groaned in relief when his cock popped free; he had been afraid she would snap it off.

Eunice hopped off the bed and with one hand between her legs scurried into the bathroom.

"You like that?" Norma asked, kissing her husband on the side of his face and neck.

"Yeah," Buford weakly agreed.

He came to an hour later and heard Eunice and Norma talking with an unidentified third person.

He came to with a jerk, and then realized someone had covered his nudity while he napped.

"Thank you," he heard Norma say, and then heard the door shut.

Then he realized he could smell food.

"He up yeah," Norma told Eunice, peering around the corner.

"Then you tell your husband get moving; dinner here," Eunice said.

Buford smiled as Norma came into the small bedroom; she had put on the pink dress she'd been married in.

"Ooni said tell my husband dinner ready," Norma smiled happily.

"Tell Ooni, good thing, your husband about starve over here," Buford said and got out of the bed.

"Uh you wash them hands," Eunice demanded when Buford plopped down at the small dinette in the room.

"Please?" Norma asked him and he smiled and agreed.

After their dinner, Buford dressed and took Norma and Eunice to the French Quarter. Neither Eunice or Norma particularly enjoyed the bustling crowds of people, the blaring music, and the drunken revelers. The both clung fiercely to him as they jostled their way through the typical Friday night crowd.

Both Eunice and Norma did agree to go into a nightclub with him and did watch two girls dancing and removing their clothing until both were down to pasties and thong panties.

Neither were very impressed, and even Buford, who was sticking to drinking nothing but sodas, had to admit, it wasn't very erotic.

"Maybe I was drinking," he commented, giving the two dancers each a ten dollar tip.

The voodoo shop did intrigue both sisters and a palm reader did tell Norma that she would have a baby boy and then two more children. Eunice would have only one child though, according to the withered old black woman.

Café Du Monde was the highlight of their jaunt; Eunice and Norma both ate two orders of the powdered beignets while Buford stuck to nothing but their rich coffee.

"I can have your last one?" Norma begged Eunice. "Remember? I'm eating for two yeah."

"And you done ate for two and more yeah," Eunice said, dredging the still steaming doughnut in the pile of powdered sugar.

"Mr. Buford!" Norma protested.

"Honey; we married yeah," Buford smiled. "Don't think it a little silly calling me 'Mister' Buford?"

"Hey Norma," Eunice called out.

"What?" Norma asked, turning back to her sister.

"Here," Eunice said and stuffed the doughnut into Norma's mouth.

"Buford got himself a hand rolled cigar and both Eunice and Norma pinched their noses as he stood, enjoying the rich tobacco.