We've been seeing Maureen around the hospital for nearly a year. She tags along on Doc's rounds sometimes. This coming fall session will be heavy into clinical stuff. As happens, we commented among ourselves about her bedside manor, looks and stature and how she'd look nude - one of our little distractions when we see lovely girls or guys. We had never spoken with her and she seemed to be a little down, which turns out to be from her breakup and financial worries. We did not even know her name but guessed at her background with the red hair and facial features.

Now back to the present.

Maureen set up her desk in one of the guest rooms in the north wing, far from the madding crowd. I sent the hired hands to get her belongings with her supervision. Except for her chair and desk, clothes and toiletries all of it got donated. The girls will upgrade her stuff over the next few months. She studies 3-4 hours a night on average and she'll be back to the grind starting Sunday prepping for Monday.

We discussed the need for family discretion outside the home and our rule about notifying the family if outside dalliances are going to occur. She scoffed at that, saying she's done with other men and women forever. I told her to wait till she sees Tarzan the tree trimmer with bulging muscles and a very tight ass, she laughed. She looks forward to seeing my daughter and granddaughter making love with me as a true threesome.

I asked if she anticipated any problems resolving our situation with her faith and she said absolutely not. She's definitely going to mass with us and proud to do it, Papa.

I further asked if she'd like a ring set and she started weeping and blubbering. I took that as a yes and phoned the jeweler to find a particulary nice estate set with an Irish flair. He's a good man and will find the perfect pieces, out of New York or Chicage probably. In the meantime I slipped a beautiful diamond and platinum Claddagh ring on her finger.

With all these things worked out we made sweet, passionate love in front of the hearth as the others assisted and contributed to our reverie. Juanita and Marcella were particulary attentive to me as Api and Caitlin concentrated on Ree. Kitty pitched in as she saw a need arise. Oh, Papa!, Oh Papa!, Oh Papa! resounded throughout the hall too many times to count as Ree became caught up in a whirlpool of blissful orgasms. Caught in my own ecstatic eddy I came twice in rather quick succession toward the end. The girls toweled us off and ushered us, wobbly to the big shower for a soothing lather and rinse and then to bed for a rest.

Ree was standing much taller and beaming as we went in to help with dinner and have a family celebration, my hand slipped to her saucy bottom and she clutched me closer. We're all on a completely even keel now, debt-wise. Later during pillow talk she started in crying again saying she should have waited for me, there's no rational response to that but Api and I held her more tightly between us until she finally slept. Api and I squeezed hands as we dozed off. Caitlin reached across me to caress Ree and grab our hands. The other three rested, entwined between feedings. Ain't we a bunch? A Ship Of Fools.

Ree wonders if it's feasible to have a baby between her third and fourth year and we're going to talk to Doc about that eventuality, she knows the family as well as anyone and our capacities for such self-inflicted torture. My main concern would be with developmental issues what with Ree working long hours during her residency.

I am starting a new portfolio of Maureen sketches!

One thing Maureen tells me she needs is her porridge on weekday mornings. We tried it out her way. She puts steel cut oats on to boil the night before, turns it off, covers it and reheats in the morning. So far, so good. But the good idea gets loaded up with brown sugar and flooded with milk. I suggested she add a pinch of salt, a drip of vanilla to cook then add frozen berries and use honey or maple syrup for a sweetener with just a splash of cream and not swimming in milk. She likes it and says that's how her grandmother does it. You ARE Irish, aren't you, Papa? You have no idea, Shamrock. She's happy that we use only Kerrygold butter. I told her to get her great grandmother's recipe for bangers and we'll make some up or have the meat guys do it and put them in the freezer for Saturday mornings.

Why an Audi Q7 of all vehicles for Maureen? The rather simple answer is that's what her father in Ireland drives and she's used to it. It handles like a dream, gets up and goes, wet, snow and ice no problem but is pretty vanilla in the interior design, almost a throwback to the 60s except the digital instruments. She loves it and I feel confident she'll be very safe behind the wheel.

Kitty was the perfect ditzy redhead, unsure and feigning a classic naivete with the Irish dolt trailing along. When she got the sales manager fully irritated and committed, the trap closed and he sought his escape route which had evaporated as soon as she put the card in his hand.

Our experience is that upscale vehicles are more than worth the upfront cost.

Having a second-year, now sexually very active med school student in the family leads to all kinds of vital knowledge of the human anatomy. Maureen has familiarized herself with all the intimate details of each of us and explained her individual peculiarities and preferences to each of us in an honest, trusting manner. She says a year ago she had no idea what the road ahead might hold in store. Now she knows, with a little guidance from Doc, where her future lies.

She had no idea what pleasure could be derived from making love with a man and other women, let alone 5 women. She also says she could never have imagined her soul could be so fully at peace. She has such a rosy glow and a brilliant smile. As she reaches the heights, her freckles on her chest become more intense which is a turn-on for all of us.

Maureen is getting concerned about the Covid-19 virus now that it's in the State. She's really on the front lines with clinic duties and following along on rounds at the hospital. She's especially concerned with me because I'm 70. I told her I've never had a cold or the flu so my immune system or genetics must be pretty robust. I told her none of my heirs have been infected either. Collectively, all of us are in excellent shape. I also said the mandatory showers for returning shoppers and workers seems to be working pretty well for us. Finally I told her whatever comes will be dealt with quickly with or without government interference. She asked about Marcella and me having pneumonia a few tears ago. Marcella and I got pretty run down on a 4 week jaunt around the world but that was a bacterial infection quickly handled with antibiotics.

Maureen woke me up at 12:30 this morning and she was dripping wet. She wanted to express her gratitude for all we've done for her. One thing led to another and soon everyone was awake and engaged.

I got up and did my treadmill time and put a lunch together for her to carry to her first day of psych rotation. I'll get her up at 7 to get ready for the day.
Maureen came home from Psych rotation, showered and without saying a word she descended on me. 30 minutes and several orgasms later she told me that she was informed she's met her requirements to graduate and after commencement in May and she's, by God, ordering new checks, cards and a driver license with MD behind her name! A major celebration followed with hastily prepared cupcakes and ice cream. With some put to bed the party really started.

Maureen got her green card in the mail; even though they have had all her information for over two years it seems awfully quick. I guess they don't want her leaving because she doesn't have a card. Doctors are too hard to recruit to rural areas such as this. I think one of the US Senators pushed it along. I don't especially like either one of those guys. lol. She starts work the first part of July and I hope the virus is gone for the season by then. She's ordered a lot more shoes, hose, scrubs and smocks for her residency. We have a ton of N95 masks from when Marcella and I got bacterial pneumonia 3 years ago on a world jaunt.

I have a niggling feeling that she's in the same boat I was in during Vietnam. Newly-minted Second Lieutenants were fodder for the grist mill and extremely expendable. I survived by forming a close bond with a platoon sergeant and we complemented each other in talents. He had uncanny hearing and my vision was 20/10 with exceptional night vision. We need to talk about survival skills over the next couple of months, all of us. Doc is the best compatriot Maureen could have.

Maureen decided in February that she wanted to add to the family in spite of her difficulties completing her education and medical licensing. Her residency will be right here and she's assured a job after those 3 years. There's no problem with homecare, day or night. She's seen how pampered and loved the inmates here really are. After a family discussion we decided to proceed at the next opportunity and the arragements were made.

Long story short (and I've described the process in other posts), her due date is December 17th. She and Caitlin will hopefully be carrying at the same time starting in May.