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MARIA SOPHIA THERESA GONZALEZ

AND THE GONZALES CHRONICLES

A Tail that starts in Spain, in 1988

By izzy ess of happiness

Maria was the oldest in a family of four children.  Her brother Juan was born just 18 months before.  Pedro came in 24 months and Delores was the youngest, being born some 37 months after Pedro.  Maria’s earliest memory was of a lot of fun in splashing in an oaken tub with her naked brother, naked mother and her naked father.  She felt that she’d been fondled by her mother and her father while they soaped and cleaned her pretty little body.  She remembered liking it as pleasure, sometimes intense, when her father stroked her private parts and her mother held her bottom in a way that presented her groin to her dad.  Her mother often added stroking to her cute behind and liked to rub her chest where her breasts would be developing.  She was shown a way to hold her brother’s tiny wee-wee and stroke it and message it, in order to make it somewhat hard and pointy.  When the second brother was an infant, she had pleasure in messaging both of them while her mother and her father fondled her and also fondled each other.  Her mother often sat on her husband’s penis and would make it disappear inside herself.  She could hold her mother’s massive breasts and make them squirt some milk.  As the brothers grew, they, too, would often squeeze and suck on her mother’s nipples and enjoy the milk.  Sophia liked her father’s penis and had learned to hold it in her tiny hands and make it grow and sometimes squirt a different kind of milk, that she enjoyed, as well.  There seemed to be a preference in the oaken tub.  The boys liked her mother’s ample breasts and oversized brown nipples while she seemed to gravitate toward her father’s penis and its wonderful abilities.  Her mother liked her father’s penis, too.  Sometimes, while the boys were at her breasts, she shared her father’s penis with her mother.  She wished she could achieve her mother’s trick of swallowing his penis in her mouth or in her private parts.  She remembered that she looked forward to the day when she could do her mother’s tricks.  A year after Delores was born, when Sophia and her mother had instructed her in what to do while bathing and splashing, laughing and giggling, Senor Gonzalez died by accident involving newly purchased farm machinery, in the form of a steam-driven plough.

The bathing still occurred but wasn’t as much fun without the father.  Fortunately, an unmarried brother was available to take her father’s place.  Sophia was afraid of him because he was so rough.  Her mother held her tightly to herself while he attempted to push his huge penis inside of her, without success.  Her mother took the penis easily inside of her, both in her mouth and in her private parts.  Delores was too young to have it done to her.  The uncle seemed unsatisfied, speaking loudly with some obvious anger aimed at Sophia and her mother, Theresa.  The boys were kept away from fondling their mother’s breasts and nipples.  Often, the uncle left the bath to his sister-in-law and his two nieces and two nephews.  These moments were much happier and were more fun.  The uncle left to fight a war, somewhere, and never returned.  The happy family felt much less threatened and had more fun until a priest began to visit.  He took confessions in their living room.  He fondled all the children, every time he made his weekly visit.  Each of the children was made to kneel and confess their sins.  It was very serious and not much fun at all.  The older priest just never smiled or complimented them.  In fact, he criticized them for their sinning, suggesting they would all go to Hell.  Sophia’s mother seemed to have no choice but to agree with the priest.

In 1898, Sophia started growing breasts.  She liked to feel them and to look at them, especially at night.  She liked her growing crop of pubic hair and her spreading hips.  Her shapely legs were pleasing and inviting.  Her mother quietly admired her development and complimented her.  She and her mother often reminisced about the fun they had with their father/husband.  They bathed together frequently, comparing breasts and pubic areas.

Within a year, Sophia’s brothers started sleeping with her.  She had power over them and liked to hold their penises.  She often licked them and had learned her mother’s trick of making their penises disappear inside her mouth.  She had learned enough to know that she could make her brother’s penises squirt their sperm inside her mouth.  She liked the warmth and taste.  Her brothers were in love with her and she took up the whole responsibility for pleasing them.  Her mother was often depressed and wanted to be left alone.  Sophia was the leader of the other siblings.  She brought her sister into all the night time fun.  She taught her sister how to please her brothers and it pleased Delores, too.  Sophia took her teaching responsibilities quite seriously as if she was the mother of them all.  Her mother’s depressions had become quite serious.  The cooking, cleaning and the laundry were taken over by Sophia and her two brothers and the young Delores.  During the mother’s rare lucid periods, she lauded Sophia greatly and supported her taking over as the head of the family.  The mother seemed to want nothing to do with their naked activities.  In fact, she seemed to sanctify the night-time sex between her children.  She blessed and re-assured them that they would go to Heaven, not to Hell.  The mother committed suicide when Sophia was twelve.  The siblings were separated by the priest.  Sophia was entered as a novitiate at Sacred Heart.  The boys were sent to military schools and Delores was adopted by a neighbour family.

At 13, Maria Sophia Theresa Gonzalez would have been a beauty contest winner.  She was five foot ten and very shapely.  She was very smart and learned everything very quickly.  Mother Superior Lucia recognized her great potential and protected her from priests and nuns who would have seduced her.  Lucia arranged that Sophia had a bedroom next to hers.  They said their evening prayers together.  Sophia was a superior student and learned Mathematics, Science, Spanish Literature and Latin Scriptures with ease.  She was also good at needlework and calligraphy.  Her stories won her honours, nationally.  Her mysteries were quite superb and challenging.  Mother Lucia arranged to have her stories published by the Convent and distributed to Catholic book stores.  They sold well.  The Cardinals in the Vatican sent visitors to the Sacred Heart Convent to see for themselves the shining star and angel that was writing so brilliantly about her life in the Convent.  To say they were impressed by what they found, would be an understatement.  They were enthralled.  They talked about the beauty that she was and the brilliant mind that she possessed, as well as the spirituality that was obviously present.  More emissaries were sent to see for themselves.  A formal letter invited Sophia and Lucia for an audience with the Pope and a seminar with the cardinals.

What impressed the Pope and Cardinals was how mature this teenager was and how much insight she seemed to have about human nature and its baser sides.  Her writings and her teachings seemed to clarify the nature of Catholicism and its role in family spirituality.  Her observations about priests and their inner yearnings seemed to come from a teenager with worldly, mature insights.  No one asked her about her family life.  Everyone assumed she grew up with the usual restrictions that all Catholics shared.  All assumed that she just guessed about the earthy yearnings that she seemed to see in all the nuns around her.

In private, Sophia yearned to see her brothers and her sister.  She missed her mother and her father, terribly.  She missed the fun that featured her early years of happiness.  At twenty she began to study at the Catholic University in Rome.  Her royalties allowed her to pay tuition and the Vatican supported her with scholarships.  Psychology became her favourite subject.  She poured over the early books of Freud, Adler and Jung.  Jung, the Catholic in this grouping was especially interesting to her, but it became Freud who interested her the most.  Also, she found the very intelligent de Sade extremely interesting.  She specifically learned German and French in order to read de Sade and Freud in their own languages.  At the very tender age of twenty-two, she embarked on a self-analysis project.  She completed her self-actualization at twenty-eight.  She wrote nothing about it, fearing it would alienate her from the protection of Mother Lucia and the Cardinals who supported her.

Both brothers, Juan and Pedro studied successfully for the priesthood.  Secretly, Sophia located them and found excuses to take short vacations in their towns.  She was able to talk to them.  Juan and Pedro were delighted by her beauty and intelligence and her stealthy forays into her past.  They kept her secret and arranged to meet, “by accident,” on the Spanish Riviera.  She’d found a discreet spa and resort near Torremollinos, where George Sands and Frederick Chopin had had their rendezvous.  Without their robes and habits, they appeared to be jet setters on vacation, having fun.  They rented two adjacent rooms, one for Sophia and one for Juan and Pedro.  There was a door between them that could be unlocked.

The first night, naked and excited, the three siblings relived their childhood and teenage times.  Sophia was enthralled to be again in control of her two younger brothers and they were equally enthralled to let her be the boss.  They said to each other afterwards that it was like a dream come true.  The happy trio was able to spend a whole week reminiscing and playing together, naked and excited.  Sophia’s creativity was outstanding and the boys were glad to follow her directions.  It was not always Sophia that took the helm.  Pedro and Juan each had their fantasies and were able to play them out with joy and happiness.  Sophia said quietly that this was the first time she felt like a real woman and the boys stood up and gave her a mocking standing ovation.  She bowed as if on stage and quickly grabbed her brothers by their penises.  She succeeded in rewarding them for the compliments.  The boys, in turn, increased their vigour and aggressiveness to give their sister all they had.  They interrupted their re-union only briefly to relieve themselves and get something to eat and drink.  They hardly slept a wink and when they did, they stayed enjoined, entwined and much in love.

Juan had found Delores.  She was a beautiful teenager and was protected on a flower farm, strictly under supervision by an adolescent-child psychiatrist and his staff.  Her adoptive family had not been able to handle her multiple personalities which appeared and disappeared, it seemed in minutes.  Her mood swings were tremendous, rapidly changing, some times, from deep immobilizing depression to wild, uncontrollable mania.  She was, presumably, tremendously abused and suffered from Dissociation due to Post-traumatic Stress Disorder.  Medications were ineffective and caused too many toxic side-effects.  Electroconvulsive and Hypoglycemic shock therapy was considered frequently, but never used.  The flower farm environment was very helpful, protected from the usual family pressures to conform to their standards of behaviour.  She was judged to be extremely bright and brilliantly creative.  She painted detailed pictures during her episodes of hypomania and during her episodes of depression.  The pictures were of naked cherubim and devils, often partaking in orgies of sex and sado-masochism.  Private parts were graphically depicted, sometimes comical and often angry-looking in bright reds and purples.  Dark, shadowing scenes were often done while she was psychotically depressed while brightly coloured scenes were depicted during hypomanias and psychotic manic episodes.  The staff of doctors and nurses and technicians at the flower farm were careful to collect these paintings, preserving them and photographing them.  They were published in scientific and artistic books and articles.

Physically, Delores was extremely beautiful.  Her intelligence was high and she did very well in the schooling provided by the government sponsored farm.  The other young in-mates attended the scholastic sessions.  Most of them were schizophrenics while some were bipolar, like Delores.  At night there was often nakedness and fun and games.  Sexual activity was allowed, so long as it was not going to lead to pregnancy.  Most of the young in-mates underwent sterilization, following a court ordered dictum.  Delores had her tubes tied by a new, quickly done, endoscopic procedure without complications.  She enjoyed sexual contact with both boys and girls.  The staff recorded that she was their natural leader.  She was noted to have charisma.  Often she spoke softly of spiritual events and had strong visions of heaven and hell, about which she liked to talk.  Her paintings of devils and cherubim, often mixed in sexual adventures were detailed and dramatic.  Her large canvases were like the giant Rubens, depicting life in Heaven and in Hell and on Earth.  Often she depicted families where brothers and sisters enjoyed each other’s bodies or engaged in sado-masochistic interchanges.  She was just as apt to lead very serious prayer sessions as she was to direct and participate in orgies.  Also, she took on the roles of teacher and healer on the band of disturbed youngsters and adolescents.  Her psychotherapeutic approaches were often more effective than the staff’s.  The staff had learned to learn from her, her insights into sibling relationships and family accords and discords.

One evening, Delores gathered her disciples and congregated in a small clearing in the woods.  She disrobed and every one followed suit.  They chanted with her, the Lord’s Prayer and the 23^rd Psalm.  She instructed everyone that they were going to play her drama of the Joanne of Arc.  She had her subjects tie her to a tree and gather twigs to lay around her.  Her mesmerizing tone was quite effective, as she looked to Heaven and repeatedly asked the spirit of her mother to be prepared for her arrival.  As the flames licked at her shapely legs and set her pubic hair afire, she kept her praying posture and her pleas toward her mother to be patient.  As the flames engulfed her and set her lovely hair afire, she smiled and said, “Oh God, protect these children while I ascend to join my angel mother.  When her prayers were silenced, and she charred completely, her worshippers put their clothes back on and slowly walked back to the residence they’d shared.  They prayed for their healing, teaching, leading martyr, Delores, and asked for God’s forgiveness.

The staff was horrified at what had happened.  They put the charred remains of Delores in an oaken coffin and declared a weak of mourning for her.  The service was unpublicized.  Sophia, Juan and Pedro, dressed in habits and robes, arrive the following day.  They had scheduled a vacation for the purpose of re-uniting with Delores.  When they discovered what had happened, they fell to their knees and prayed together.  The staff and in-mates gathered round them for the service they assumed was planned, though no one knew that they had come of their own accord to re-unite the sibling quartette.  The surviving trio had no taste for sex and spent a sombre week at the flower farm discovering the great talents that their sister had possessed.  They were given all her paintings and writings, her clothes and other belongings.  A necklace with a golden crucifix survived the fire.  They accepted this treasure with solemnity.  They arranged a quiet burial on the flower farm.  The grave was dug within a flower bed of irises and roses.  The stone was engraved with, HERE LIES DELORES GONZALES, TROUBLED ON EARTH, PEACEFUL IN HEAVEN, A SAINTE.  MAY SHE REST IN PEACE KNOWING THAT HER FAMILY LOVED HER DEARLY.  JULY 21, 2012.

Soon thereafter, Sophia and her brothers, Juan and Pedro, left their churches and purchased a large house in a quiet suburb of Madrid, for themselves.  They were wealthy from the royalties of all their publications and exhibitions of the art of all of them, including those of Delores, forever in their hearts.  They shunned publicity and lived as quietly as possible, continuing to write and paint.  Collections of their publications and their artwork would be lauded around the nation and the world.  Sophia bore her brothers, Juan and Pedro, two healthy girls and two healthy boys.  All were handsome and beautiful, intelligent and artistically talented.  All lived to ripe old ages, continuing to write and paint.  Many volumes of coffee table books were eventually produced.

This writing was published with permission from the Gonzalez children and represents a true account of the Gonzalez Chronicles.  They have kindly consented to write a prologue and an epilogue for this book.  They have also allowed me to include what photographs are available of all the members of the family.  These include the biological parents.  May they rest in peace and live in happiness.  Amen.

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© Victor Seville, Madrid, Spain, July 13, 2058

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© izzy sommers, md., retired, Welland, Canada, july11, 2013