Chapter 6 – Memory of You

July 24, 1984

“Hey!”

“Hey!” Called the high pitched voice of Charlene Korrapati from the edge of the 1 acre Galdren family garden.

“Hey, Jackass,” Charlene yelled from beside Jason’s ear snapping him out of his daydreams.

“What the hell!” Jason yelped as he put his hand to his ear and flinched away from the 4 foot 8 inch girl standing, smiling up at him with her big brown eyes and pearly white teeth.

Her hair was long, very long, reaching all the way down to her wide curvy hips. Her skin was a dark taupe brown. At first glance, Jason had thought her and her mother and siblings were black folk. There weren’t any of them in his little 1 stoplight town, so it was the first time he had ever seen anyone with skin so dark. He remembered the day he first saw Ms. Korrapati and all her children moving into the house down the street, that was 6 months ago, he had been joking with Calvin some racist joke he had heard at school and he had said the word, ‘Nigger’. His mother was usually the personification of cool serenity, but to his horrible luck she just so happen to come around a corner at that precise moment. It had been years since he had gotten a serious whipping, but that day he got a whipping he would never forget, and then his mother dragged him out to the kitchen sink and lined up both him and Calvin and all his sisters and had them watch as she washed both his and Calvin’s mouth out… with dish soap. Then their mother explained that word, ‘Nigger’, was a foul and belittling word used by people filled with hate and fear for what they can’t explain. Or, dishonest people seeking the incite hate and violence of one human being against another only for the person inciting such hate personal gain! Whether it be financial or political, it was always for power.

His mother taught them that day that if they wanted to be real men and real women when they grew up, then they would have to guard their thinking ability. That they should never take what someone says at face value, make them prove their case on facts, not truth. Truth is deceptive because a person’s truth is based on their faith, and people can believe anything… even lies. Martin Luther King said it best, if you are going to judge a man, or woman, let it be on the content of their character, not of something as shallow as their skin color.

Jason would never forget that day or his incredible embarrassment, first in front of his mother and siblings, and later when he fell head over heels in love with Gabriella Korrapati.

Looking down at the waif standing beside him, one notorious Charlene Korrapati, he realized he had been daydreaming again. Staring across 2 acres at the incredibly beautiful Gabriella, out hoeing a vegetable line in their garden just a he was. He had been imagining his life with her, not as a farmer hoeing stupid carrots, but as a successful engineer. He would design and build skyscrapers for a living, and residential houses and submit them to the ‘Home Design’ magazine as a hobby.

Gabriella would look as beautiful as she did today, with black hair pulled back into a low ponytail at the back of her neck and falling to the small of her back. She wore a white linen dress today, unbuttoned for 10 inches down to her magnificent bust so the heat of her work could escape her dress. Her breasts looked like large round watermelons barely restrained inside. Below her breasts, her waist was impossibly small, her dress tapering in before sweeping out over what his mother called wide child bearing hips and buttocks that made her body appear like a capital-S with a line drawn through the center, and they would have a dozen kids!

Charlene cleared her throat noisily, “You seriously didn’t just slip back into another daydream about my sister did you?”

“No no,” Jason denied as he shook his head and turned his back to Charlene and began hoeing again, “Besides, I wasn’t daydreaming in the first place!”

Charlene chuckled as she grabbed a nearby hue and began hoeing the next line beside him, “That’s bull malarkey and you know it! You got it bad for Gabriella and everyone can see it! Except, Gabriella!”

“That’s just not true,” Jason lied again but it was a weak denial.

“Bull malarkey,” Charlene chuckled, as she caught up to Jason.

Jason cut his eyes to look at the girl right beside him. She seemed so short next to him. He had already gotten most of his growth spurt and was a long and lanky 5 feet 11 inches tall, by comparison Charlene was 4 feet 8 inches whereas Gabriella was 5 feet 5 inches tall.

He liked tall full figured women, like his mother and older sisters though they weren’t anywhere near as busty as the Korrapati women. Charlene’s shoulders were broad but her chest was small, her breasts being nice little handfuls. He liked breasts big like Gabriella’s, large enough to bury his face in.

Charlene’s waist was slim. That was good, he liked a small waists. His mother called it the bumblebee hourglass bursa escort figure. She was so different than his mother who was a pear, characterized by a small chest and breasts, small waist but booty and hips that were thick and wide as the outside measurement of her shoulders. Charlene on the other hand, looked like she was in between a pear and an hourglass.

“It’s a shame,” Charlene said, after hoeing for a while before she stopped and unbuttoned the top of her white linen dress to halfway down her chest.

“What is,” Jason asked, pausing in his hoeing to look up and glance over seeing Gabriella looking back across the expanse at him and Charlene.

“That you are so besotted with Gabriella,” Charlene answered forthrightly, “You’re not her type!”

“Really,” Jason retorted, “And, you know her type?”

“Yep,” Charlene answered.

“So what is her type,” Jason asked as he turned and looked at Charlene.

Charlene smiled at him, her brown eyes mischievous, her skin glistening with a sheen of perspiration, “Lets just say… she likes tilling the family garden!”

Jason looked at her quizzically, not understanding her meaning.

“I don’t get you,” He finally growled as he turned back to his task, “You come all the way over here to yell in my ear, make fun of me, and tell me the girl I like isn’t interested! What do you want? If I’m not her type then whose type am I?”

“You’re such a guy,” Charlene sighed as she went back to her hoeing with a shake of her head, “Can’t see anything but your own daydreams. Can’t perceive anything but only what you want…”

“If I’m so dumb and selfish then why are you here,” Jason asked his voice accusatory and hurt more than he thought he should be.

It was Charlene’s turn to stop and look at Jason, her expression aggravated, “I am here, you big dummy, because you are my type! Gabriella will never give you the attention you want, but I would let you plow and seed my garden any time you want. I would be the wife you imagine Gabriella being if you would just look at me. If you would just see me, and give me a chance!”

“But you’re,” Jason guffawed, “just a little girl!”

“You are a very stupid boy Jason Galdren,” Charlene sneered, her feelings hurt now, as she threw her hoe handle at him, “I am just as much a woman as Gabriella! In a couple of years, my body will look just like hers, or near enough, and if you can’t see that then it is your loss!”

Charlene started across the garden, leaving him with his thoughts as she went home.

“Ah shit,” Jason mumbled, keeping his voice low incase his mother happened by, that word would get his mouth washed out with soap again, but realizing as he watched the seductive sway of Charlene’s walk that he had probably just screwed up royally.

“Wait,” He yelled at Charlene’s back, “Please wait!”

Charlene came to a flousing stop and turned back to regard Jason as he ran to catch up to her. When he did he suddenly became nervous and didn’t know what to say much less do with his hands. Sticking a thumb behind his belt he scratched his head with his other hand.

“For a guy with so many sisters, you sure suck at talking to girls,” Charlene commented on the awkward silence.

“Yeah,” Jason agreed with a nervous smile, “I usually don’t have a problem talking to girls. Unless, I like her, then I get all nervous and tongue tied.”

Charlene’s neutral expression changed to a triumphant sensual smile, and Jason saw the sun’s warm glow in her eyes and wondered why he hadn’t seen it before.

“I’m sorry,” He continued as he slowly became intransed with depths of her chocolate brown eyes, her long thick eyelashes, the curve of her cheeks and her plump pouty lips, “I am stupid. Yes, I like Gabriella and I have fantasized about a family with her when we grow up, but if she isn’t interested in me… then you are right it is stupid of me to not see that there is someone else out there that is.”

Charlene smiled provocatively now and asked, “Even if it is a little girl 4 years younger than you?”

“It’s only a big deal now,” Jason answered with a grin, “but, when I am 24 you will be 20. When I am 44, you will be 40!”

Charlene laughed and waved her hand, “I can do the math.”

“So,” Charlene asked her voice a purr now as she stepped forward and took his hand, “Will you be my boyfriend then?”

“Wait a second,” Jason laughed, but Charlene took his objection the wrong way and began to pull her hands away! Quickly, he grabbed her and pulled her back, both her hands in his, as he asked, “Will you be my girlfriend until I am old enough to marry you?”

Charlene beamed a smile so radiant Jason couldn’t figure out how he hadn’t seen how beautiful she was before this moment. “Yes! Yes I will be your girlfriend! And yes, I will marry you when you’re ready!”

Jason sighed in relief, as Charlene suddenly jumped into his arms wrapping her arms around his head pulling him in for a kiss!

“Okay you two,” çanakkale escort Called Janice, Jason’s mother from the middle of the garden, “That is enough! You are still way too young for that!”

Charlene sighed as she let go of Jason and took a step back, “Yes Mrs. Galdren! I’m sorry, I couldn’t contain my exuberance!”

“I can tell,” Janice answered in a knowing tone, “You better head on home before your exuberance leads to more serious consequences… like an unexpected harvest…”

“Yes Ma’am,” Charlene answered with an understanding smile. She took a step back from Jason and twirled as she ran home.

“Jason,” Janice called her son to her.

Janice wore a long country dress, it was white with sunflowers and really didn’t accent her auburn red hair well, but his mother could wear a potato sack and look good. She had a thin green belt cinched at her natural waist, and she walked in the garden with small white bare feet like she always did.

“Yes, Mother,” Jason answered as he stepped up to her.

“Come with me son. It’s time I taught you about women,” Janice said as she took his hand and brought him to the house.

“Do you like that girl,” Janice asked as she waved Claire, her oldest child to come with her and Jason.

“Yes Mother, I do,” Jason answered.

“Enough to marry her when you are old enough,” Janice asked.

“Yes.”

“Then I must educate you on how to make love to a woman,” Janice said firmly.

“Yes Ma’am.”

Janice led him and Claire to a small bedroom. Her’s and their father’s bedroom and she closed the door behind them. The room had a chest of drawers and across from them a double four poster bed with nightstands and lamps on each side.

“This is a family tradition,” Janice said looking from a nervous Claire to a nervous Jason, “This is called cultivating the Family Garden. A mother never does this directly with her sons, rather Claire, it is the oldest daughter’s responsibility to teach her younger brothers under the tutelage of her mother. Jason, a father never cultivates his daughters garden, rather it is your responsibility as the oldest son to teach your sisters how to please a man.”

“Yes Ma’am,” Jason and Claire chorused.

“Good, then Jason and Claire,” Janice crooned as she began unbuttoning her dress, “Both of you take all your clothes off.”

Jason and Claire both looked at eachother and blushed 3 shades of red. Looking back to their mother, both of their jaws dropped. She stood there between them naked as the day she was born. She stood tall and proud, dignified despite her nakedness, as if what she was doing was the most natural thing in the world!

Her curly auburn red hair fell over her shoulders as she bent to remove her panties only to be tossed back over her shoulders and fall down her back to her thick round buttocks. Her skin was white with red freckles except where she was sunburned on her chest and arms from years of gardening in the unforgiving sun. Janice’s areolas were a lite pink that deepened for her small dime sized nipples. Her belly was firm but after 12 children, she had what she called her tiger stripes that started just below her navel and scarred her belly down to her pubic bone. Jason looked down and blushed again though he couldn’t look away from a small but thick curly patch of long auburn pubic hair.

“Come on, both of you,” Janice chided mildly with a playful laugh, “Strip!”

Jason was so embarrassed, his hands were shaking so hard he could hardly unbutton his shirt.

“Shh, it’s okay,” Claire whispered as she stepped up and came to his rescue, batting his hands away and unbuttoning his shirt.

Claire’s dress was unbuttoned to her sternum, but it was enough for him to look down her dress and admire the gentle curves of her breasts. Her skin was so fresh and soft looking. She had only a single freckle on her chest on the outer curve of her left breast. Everyone in the household got their turn to fold clothes, so even though Claire wore no bra today, he knew she was a 32C. Only one size smaller than their mother!

Claire finished unbuttoning his shirt and he shrugged out of it while she grabbed his belt and began unbuckling, unbuttoning and unzipping his pants. She took the initiative, hooking her thumbs in his waistbands and pushing his trousers and underwear straight to his ankles. As soon as his cock was free of his pants, it sprung out like a loaded spring and slapped her in the mouth as she squealed and flinched away.

Jason was already fully erect and felt like he would blow at the slightest breath of air. He wanted to hide from embarrassment but there was nowhere to go.

Claire stood up and looked into her younger brother’s aqua green eyes with a lopsided grin, her emerald green eyes flashing with mischief as she purred, “Okay! Now it’s your turn to undress me!”

He swallowed hard and focused on his sister’s beautiful pink lips. Were they always so alluring and hypnotic?

She didim escort had a full kissable upper lip with a slightly less full bottom lip that always gave her the appearance of a little lost puppy looking to be adopted and taken home. Their dad said Claire came out of the womb knowing how to use the ‘Look’. He had no idea, for years, what the ‘Look’ was, but now, in this moment, he finally understood!

Claire was 5 feet 10 inches tall and the only sibling nearly as tall as him, so he didn’t have to bend, crouch, or pull her up when he suddenly felt the urge to pull her against his body, her mischievous flashing green eyes opening wide in shock, as his mouth was suddenly pressing very passionately against hers!

“I like the enthusiasm son,” Janice purred from her bed, “but that isn’t what we are here for today! You should love your sisters, even make love to them, but you do not want to fall in love with your sister or sisters! If you do, you will never look for any girls outside of the family, and if you do that then you wind up spending your whole life living a life with your sister, or sisters, you can never fully admit to in public. Neither your love for eachother, or marry, lest you be condemned by a society that views incest as a cardinal sin and illegal in almost all states in the U.S.”

Jason didn’t pull away immediately, Claire’s mouth was way too sensual for that, and her body too soft, too firm, and too warm to simply push away! When he finally exhaled into her mouth and pulled back, he opened his eyes looked into hers. In that intimate moment and saw surprise, mischievousness, and a blazing hunger that wasn’t there a moment ago! Pulling back, he began fumbling with her buttons as he mumbled, “I’m sorry… I… got carried away!”

Claire smiled up at Jason and nuzzled his nose with hers before putting her hands on his arms and whispering, “You can kiss me like that anytime you want… little bro!”

Jason smiled back at her as he managed to get her dress unbuttoned down to her waist. Looking into her eyes, he brought his hands up to her shoulders and swept her dress off her shoulders to fall to the floor. She took a deep breath expanding her chest, driving her pert breasts outward pressing herself against her brother.

“Now Claire,” Janice called from the bed in her teacher voice, “Kneel before Jason and wrap you hand around his penis…”

Claire listened and obeyed while grinning at Jason mischievously. She went down on her knees and sat back on her heels. She looked up, winked at him, and opened her mouth as if she were about to put a banana in and stunk out her tongue as she slowly wrapped her right hand around his throbbing dick. Jason’s whole body felt like it was going to vibrate through the floor as Claire wrapped one finger after another around his prick then used her thumb to softly rub the sensitive glands at the base of his head just below his urethra!

“Okay, be careful Honey,” Janice cautioned, “Your brother is a virgin and unless you want to wear his seed, you have to be gentle and don’t overstimulate him.”

“Yes Mama,” Claire whispered.

“Good girl,” Janice crooned as she continued, “Now use your other hand to grasp his testicles…”

Claire reached up, the tips of her fingers caressing Jason’s scrotum, as his arms instinctively reached out! He took a half step forward as he put both his hands on the top of Claire’s auburn head and suddenly he was pushing his swollen mushroom shaped head into her mouth!

“Mmm,” Claire moaned in protest as her eyes opened wide in shock!

Jason didn’t know what was happening, but as Claire tried to pull her head away he grabbed handfuls of her hair and wouldn’t let her move back an inch! Instead, he could feel his cock was in a hot and moist place a second before his orgasm exploded! Rolling his eyes up into his head as his body shook and thrust on its own as sperm gushed from his dick into his sister’s mouth!

“Swallow Claire!” Janice commanded, “It’s much easier to swallow than it is to stop what is happening! This is why I said be careful…”

Claire made gurgling swallowing noises as creamy froth leaked out of the corners of her mouth. Jason barely registered her sucking and lashing his head with her tongue as she tried to manage the flow of his jetstream of cum filling her up!

It took several seconds for him to calm down and stop ejaculating. When he finally let go of her hair, Claire jumped to her feet! He thought she was mad and going to beat the shit out of him, but as soon as she was on her feet their eyes met and he could see a carnal hunger glinting her emerald orbs just before she threw her arms around him and pulled him in for a feverish kiss!

Claire tasted like herself at first, like ripe peaches and cream, and then she thrust her tongue into his mouth and he could taste salt as she slurped his creamy seed into his mouth! It was a taste he would never forget and never really want to taste again.

“Now we are even,” Claire purred sensually when she pulled away, “If I have to taste you, then it’s only fair that you know what you taste like too!”

“Okay you two,” Janice said with a clap of her hands, “Now that Jason has cum, maybe we can proceed with your education.”