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CHAPTER 13

Arriving on the outskirts of the town we glimpsed the previous evening gave me my first realization of the problems we could have. For the first time since meeting Wolf and Preta, I saw how they didn’t fit into the image of acceptability in the civilized world, especially Preta.

My backpack still contained my identification documents and wallet. Sam, of course, had destroyed all documents relating to his identity years ago. I gave him the money out of my wallet and he hobbled into town while I stayed at the edge with the a****ls. Even at the edge, we were drawing attention. Sam, after nine days of walking, was nearly lame, being forced to splint his knee for support days before.

When he returned, he had a cell phone, a six-pack of bottled water, and more junk food than I had seen since leaving Arizona. Sam handed me the phone, “You, first.”

* * * *

At the resort, it was only a week and a half until the re-grand-opening. The first group of guests including many of those who had been a part of the original grand-opening of the resort would be arriving with skepticism and heightened judgment. Sylvia had been in a near panic and a state of obvious depression for over a month. She knew she wasn’t the only one feeling loss, but she had taken this loss onto herself. It was her decision that set all other decisions and actions into motion. The most heart wrenching emotional support she had received was from Jake and Bobbi in Arizona. Despite their own obvious grief, they had reached out to her, providing comfort and support. Their openness to feel and share did help Sylvia, though, having someone who suffered in the same intimate and soul twisting way. Those two were her salvation in this time. They were the ones who convinced her to focus on the re-opening, to give herself the right to have a purpose to move on deliberately.

It was in that spirit that her efforts and attention to the resort continued. Plans and preparations for the opening were in the final stages. Guests from Trinidad and Tobago were brought in to give the restaurant, café, and bar the benefit of dry-runs. They felt everything was in order … except for the pall that still hung over many who were currently in the conference room reporting the final details of their preparations. The senior staff of the resort were assembled around the conference table, Sylvia leading the discussion and reporting. An empty chair remained next to Amy. Nobody in the room was going to question Sylvia’s declaration that it remain that way. They all recognized that Sylvia was hanging on by the thinnest of threads, and Amy with her team were no better.

Sylvia’s secretary, a woman she brought with her from Venezuela, rushed into the room pointing to the speaker phone on the conference room table in front of Amy. She was stammering out words in Spanish, her eyes big and excited. Amy didn’t understand, but she saw a light blinking next to Line 1. She punched it and punched ‘Speaker’.

“Sylvia?”

Amy brought both hands to her open mouth and screeched. Sylvia stood up and rushed to Amy’s side. “Annie??? … ANNIE!!!” As if in one breath, the entire room gasped.

* * * *

I was told to wait exactly where we were, which wasn’t much of anyplace, but she knew it. She would take care of everything and not to worry about the a****ls. She was more than shocked to hear that Wolf had found me after he ran away and that the panther had apparently done the same thing.

We settled down outside of town, not wanting to create any more of a stir among the people than we already had done, showing ourselves with a panther as a companion. I was expecting a long wait, envisioning an SUV, truck, or car eventually making its way from one end of the country to the edge of this remote town. It was only a couple hours, though, that we heard the distinctive ‘womp, womp, womp’ of helicopter blades approaching. Imagine my surprise, and Sam’s nervousness, when two helicopters appeared heading directly for us and they had all the appearance of military, guns showing in the open doorways.

They landed nearby and rushed towards us but came up short when both Wolf and Preta rose to the apparent threat and took up positions in front of me. Sam, I guess, was on his own.

They requested, more like required, that both a****ls be put into travel kennels they brought just for that purpose. They were indeed prepared for us. A medic on the helicopter gave us each a quick check over, but that was for precaution only since they didn’t know what our condition would be. They were more concerned with Sam’s right leg than anything else about us.

The choppers moved quickly over the countryside and in a couple more hours we were over Caracas. Once over the city, it became clear that we were being taken directly to a hospital. One helicopter landed on the roof while the other circled. I was assured that the a****ls would be cared for. But, before I could ask more, we were being hustled off the roof, into an alcove where we were met with wheelchairs, and down an elevator two floors. The elevator opened into a posh, obviously exclusive, ward within the hospital. I felt extremely out of place in my dirty boots, shorts, and blouse. My hair had to be a rat’s nest and my skin was filthy. Hospital staff swarmed both Sam and me, moving us to separate private rooms where teams of doctors and nurses formed another swarm around us.

I was stripped out of my clothes, given a cursory examination and found not to be in too much immediate danger. Two nurses took me into a side room where I was allowed to shower and wash my hair, the first time I had really been clean in a seemingly very long time.

The same two nurses were waiting to assist me back to the bed. Thank goodness for no modesty. I stepped out of the bathroom and found Sylvia pacing at the foot of the bed. She stood there, her eyes tearing, her hands ringing together, then her arms flapping, undecided which act of uncertainty she would exhibit next. I rushed into her arms and our tears flooded out. We asked each other a dozen questions before either of us stopped to realize that answers couldn’t come until the questions stopped. We wiped each other’s tears from cheeks and laughed … and hugged.

The nurses ushered me back to bed and hooked up machines and IV’s. I insisted that I was fine and Silvia insisted that I let them do their jobs. I relented, but we talked and talked. But, mostly, for a while, we cried. We cried out of joy, out of relief, out of … being together.

“Annie … we couldn’t believe it when we heard you voice.” I recounted the time from getting on the plane to walking out of the jungle. It took a long time. Sam came in from his room using crutches. I introduced them, Sylvia gave up her chair and she sat on my bed next to me, holding my hand.

After some catching up, she handed me her cell phone, stood up, and before leaving the room, said, “Call Jake and Bobbi, I had to tell them about the plane. They have been as worried as we have been.”

The next day, a man opened my door and looked inside. Sam stood up and excused himself. He bent over to give me a kiss on the cheek and whispered, “My chaperone from the Agency has arrived.” He smiled and winked.

“Sam”, he stopped halfway to the door, “if I don’t see you, thank you!” He smiled. And, I didn’t see Sam after that. He was checked out before I was.

* * * *

Sylvia had a boat chartered to take us directly to the island to make the trip easier for the a****ls. I questioned her about the a****ls.

“No, it’s all legal. I’ll give you their papers. All legal. You can take them anywhere you want.”

“How? Preta is a wild a****l. Wolf is nearly one. I doubt they have their shots or whatever. And, what was with those helicopters and guns?”

“They do now. Dear girl, I know I told you that I husband had connections! My husband amassed a lot of money. A LOT of money! He believed in giving back and setup several foundations to distribute quite a bit back to others who need it. One foundation is for the state police to fight crime. Annie, Caracas is THE highest murder rate for large cities IN THE WORLD. This is where we chose to call home. We were never able to have c***dren, but a lot of people do. This is a very big city. He didn’t feel it was right. People deserved to have a safe home. It was his way of trying. But, he had to be careful. There is too much corruption in the local police, so he set it up for the elite police groups who take on the worst situations. We’ll have to see if it does any good. But, that is why they were willing, no eager, to fly across the country to get you and Sam.”

I looked at her as if I was just now seeing the real Sylvia Contreras and how strong and confident this woman really was. “For you, you mean. They were eager because you asked them.” It wasn’t a question. Her silence confirmed the statement.

We were nearly to the resort. I had let Wolf and Preta out of their travel kennels long ago. The boat crew was a little nervous. I saw them moving on either side of a crew member who hadn’t noticed. I called out to them, drawing the crew’s attention, which drew startled reactions. Wolf and Preta rushed to me, happy and playful. I had to wonder, were they actually just playing with the guy?

Sylvia sat down next to me looking serious. “Before we get to the dock … you were u*********s for two weeks, recovering your strength for another couple weeks, and hiking out of the jungle for another couple weeks without enough to eat …”

“Roughly, yeah.”

“Annie, your body … I saw it in the hospital when you were changing. You look like you have been with a celebrity trainer for months. What …?”

I shrugged, I couldn’t explain it, either.

* * * *

Sylvia had called the resort. Pat Connors, HR, called Amy. Amy got the rest of the team together and ran to the dock. The word quickly spread over the island that Sylvia was arriving with Annie. That’s all they knew. Just that.

* * * *

We were coming into the island from the West. The stark difference of the view compared to the jungle was overwhelming. The endless sky and view of the ocean. The jungle was always limited by the canopy of trees overhead. And, if the canopy had a break in it, it was a small opening. The stifling humidity was only a memory now. The ocean breeze was glorious. Even the salty smell of the ocean compared to the rotting vegetation smell of the jungle was wonderful. The idea of going for a swim in the cove seemed like a dream, but a dream I will soon realize, again.

Several dolphins swam next to the boat for a while. I called the a****ls over for a look. They both got properly excited with barks and roars, much to the delight of the crew who were by now used to them.

We were running along the south side of the island and I wished we were running the north side so I could glimpse the cove from the ocean, but the dock and harbor were on the southeast side. Soon … soon I’ll be back at the cove with the team.

I bent over to scratch the ears of both Wolf and Preta, putting my face down for them to lick, when I was shifted to the side as the boat suddenly slowed and turned to the north. I looked over the side and found us approaching the dock. On the shore end of the dock was a mass of people. I stood and moved to the bow of the boat and stared, shielding my eyes with my hand, remembering the sunglasses I lost somewhere in the jungle. There in front of the crowd was Amy, Tami, Dor, and Adam. I stood as straight and tall as I could and waved as if I were a fifth grader returning from summer camp and seeing her family waiting. I saw them point and wave, Amy and Tami bouncing as they pointed and talked, hugging everybody.

I moved to the side of the boat with the exit and waited impatiently as the crew secured the lines. One of the crew made a move to step off the boat first to assist me, but I leapt right past him. Standing on the dock I waved and bounced now, too. A racket of clapping and cheers met my ears and I turned to help Sylvia off the boat. She started moving down the dock, but stopped when she heard a collective gasp from the crowd. She turned back and I shrugged. Standing on either side of me were Wolf and Preta.

I smiled at her as I ran past, the two a****ls in hot pursuit. The team were running down the dock to meet me, but came up short as they were approached by a****ls that gave the appearance of a wild wolf and panther, both stark and completely black.

I stood in front of the assembled staff, flanked by my protectors … and lovers. I thanked everyone. I told them how much I missed them. I asked them not to think too badly of me for going to such lengths to avoid the last rush of preparations for the re-opening. I then introduced my new companions and warned that they were quite wild but have done very well so far. I got nervous laughs.

I was then taken to the resort’s club for a celebration already planned. I put both a****ls down outside the door and allowed myself to be swept inside. But not for long. It was wonderful, but I was exhausted and, frankly, the blunt change from jungle isolation to loud party was more exhausting.

Amy and Tami were next to as we watched Dor and Adam dancing with others. I leaned heavily against Tami and Amy helped her steady me. I looked at them. My eyes were filled with tears, tears running down my face. “I … I … can’t … I can’t do this … too much …”

I swayed and nearly fell except for them. Tami steadied me while Amy hurried to get Adam. The four of them quietly got me out of the club. When the two a****ls saw me being nearly dragged from the building, they jumped up, confronted the others and growled. I put up a hand, “No … it’s okay … come.”

* * * *

The next morning felt better. I looked up at the ceiling, watched the ceiling fan spin for a minute before making the decision to see how this day was going to start out. I swung my legs over the side of the bed, discovering that I was naked. Not too surprising given how I had lived much of my recent life and that nudity was natural around this group, but I did wonder who had put me to bed. Ultimately, I decided, with a smile, that it didn’t really matter, not with this group.

On the floor, between me and the partially closed door were Wolf and Preta curled. When my feet hit the floor, both of them raised their heads and looked my way. Seeing that I was getting up, both of them raised up to their feet, lowered their fronts into great, full-bodied stretches, their butts sticking into the air. I teasingly scratched both of them just above their tails. It was one of the many things that these two seemed to share enjoyment of. A canine and feline, both taking pleasure from many of the same scratches, rubs, and cuddles.

It was quiet in the commons area. Apparently, my time in the jungle programmed me for rising with the light, and the light filters in through the jungle compared to a cottage on a cove. I made the coffee and checked on Amy. She was sound asleep so I headed outside and out onto the beach, the two a****ls following close behind. I stood on the sand, then walked several steps into the water, marveling, again, at the difference in feelings compared to the jungle. It seemed so long since I indulged in a swim, and it had been. I walked further out into the water until I could dive into it, breaking the surface with a powerful stroke of my right arm, taking a breath of air at the same time. I kicked and stroked, enjoying the glorious feeling of my naked body working through the water. It was invigorating, energizing, and the****utic, all at the same time.

I came to a stop and looked around me, slowly turning as I treaded water. I spotted something breaking the water surface, then the top of its body. A dolphin. Then, two more. They swam in a big circle around me, moving closer with each turn of the circle until they were merely 20 feet from me at any time. So beautiful. So graceful, elegant, and effortless. I was lost in the thought of what it would be like to swim with them, really with them. Not like one of those cruise ship excursions where you hold onto a fin as they swim around a tank. But, really WITH them. What would it be like to Be LIKE it, to dive underwater, to feel it pumping its tail as it raced to the surface and broke into the air? From the feeling of the water flowing over my skin to being in the air, the sun glowing on my skin as the water runs off like rivulets. God! What would that be like?

I heard a calling from the shore and looked back. Amy. I looked back to the dolphins, but they had heard it, too. They were swimming for the opening of the cove, swimming for the opening to the great ocean beyond. I turned back to Amy and waved. I turned, kicked hard and turned my body sideways to take a first stroke. My right arm … its always my right arm first …

I stand in waist deep water and walked toward her. She was standing just inside the water line holding two mugs. She handed me one as I got to her.

“Thanks, I left before the coffee was finished.”

“The smell woke me, so I figured you were up and around here somewhere. Say … what was with that?”

“The dolphins? I don’t know, they’ve never come into the cove before that I know of. Add it to the list of ‘what’s with that’.”

“Annie, are you okay? I didn’t mean anything …”

I looked at her and smiled. I used my free hand to take hers. “It’s not you, promise. It’s just … hell, it seems that the list of strange things I can’t explain just keeps getting longer. I don’t know if it is something I should be worried about or not. And, if I should be worried, what exactly is it I would be worried about?” We were walking back to the cottage and before I knew it, we were sitting on the chairs on the deck, another mug of coffee in my hand. But what could Amy do about any of it. Nothing. But, maybe that wasn’t what I needed, to have someone do something. Maybe I really just needed to have someone to pour out to, get it out of my head for once, let the light of day show me I had nothing to be concerned with.

“You might be sorry you asked …”

“Even if all I can do is listen and provide a shoulder, I would never be sorry.” She shifted in her chair to face me more directly, “Come on, spill it.”

I smiled. It felt like it could be best friend girl talk at a favorite coffee house. I took a deep breath and tried to start. “Okay … well, the whole trip was just kind of strange, even in the villages …”

She got excited and put her hand on mine to stop me. “I have to confess … we got Sylvia a little sloppy one night after the plane went down and she started sharing … we just let her go because I think she needed the memories, to share them with someone and we were probably the safest. Just the four of us and her. She told us about you becoming this goddess, Celina.”

I put up my hand to stop her. “First, Celina was not considered a goddess by them. She was more … a guide that led their people out of bad times many generations ago. Second, I might have reminded them of her, but I was not her.” I shook my head but a smile came over my face. “I enjoyed the villages. They didn’t trust me at first, but … they are good people. As much as I wanted to come back, I was sad to leave them.” I looked up at her and shared the smile. “It was kind of cool to remind them of someone like that, though.”

“Sorry, I interrupted you. I’ll shut up now.”

I smiled at that. “Probably not, but that’ll be okay, too. No, what I was referring to is … other things that have happened. But, all of them after the plane. For instance, not everyone says it but I feel their eyes. My body. I am u*********s for two weeks, recovering for two weeks, training with a poor diet, then walking out of the jungle for a week and a half. And I have a body like this?”

“If you don’t want it, I’ll take it.” We laughed. “But, yes, I understand. Okay, mystery one.”

“Okay, mystery two, I break my fibula. My right fibula, if I remember. I was u*********s. Sam said that in a week or week and a half it was healed. Amy, after six weeks it should still be healing! Then, three through seven are all these scars of deep cuts from falling into branches. They healed the same way. Where am I … eight. Eight, how did Wolf and Preta find me? I was unknown distance from where they were. And, they were in different places. I was in the air, there was no scent of the ground for them to follow. Explain that … because I can’t. Forget the counting … then, there were the other things Sam mumbled. He said my reactions, peripheral senses, speed in movements were … he said like a cat’s. He said when I moved from defensive to offensive in the fighting drills, I moved like a fierce dog, controlled aggression. I didn’t even let him know some things, Amy. We trained in the dark with a low fire to test me if danger came then. He got frustrated because he couldn’t get to me. Amy! I could see in the dark! Not like daylight … but I was getting more light in than I should’ve been able to.” I looked over at her finally. “I don’t understand …”

“Annie, if you hadn’t already just been through a battery of very thorough medical examinations, I would suggest that. But, they found nothing, right?”

“Right. It seemed they did everything twice.”

“So … maybe it’s just the experience, the trauma. You’ve always been in shape. Maybe you’ve already had it in you, just needed to have a reason for it to come out.”

I smiled. Nice thought. But, that’s not it. Not as simple as that. But, I won’t figure it out, either. So, move on with my life. Try, anyway.

* * * *

It took several more days, but I was getting back to myself … or, more like myself before being lost to the jungle. The dinner table was quiet as it had been frequently since my return. People had noticed, wondering if or when our joyous and free-spirited group would again shine our light on the path for the resort. It wasn’t fair that the staff looked on us for that role, but our spirit had brought that role to us.

I was leaning back in my chair at the table. My food was hardly touched, my glass of wine had the original pouring still in it. I was sitting with my elbows on the arm rests, my index fingers steepled and at my lips, deep in contemplation. I was tired of the whispers and quiet questions, few of them directed to me, most just about me. But, not this group. They waited patiently, always encouraging, always nearby supporting me, always available individually or as a group to listen to my frustration and confusion. I looked around the table without moving a muscle except for my eyes. Another thing that I have noticed about myself now, the ability to remain utterly and completely still for long periods, muscles taut and ready, but perfectly still.

Tami caught the look in my eyes as they moved to her. She nudged Dor who nudged Amy who nudged Adam sitting next to me. My eyes moved around the table one more time, stopping on each of them, recognizing and connecting individually with each of them, just as before except for a small change … the corners of my eyes were crinkled by smiling that my hands hid from showing at my mouth. Their eyes and heads turned to each other, growing smiles and excitement as their hope and anticipation increased.

I leaned forward, grabbed up my fork and knife, cut up the steak and baked potato and wolfed it down (figuratively speaking). I then drained my glass of wine, not the best way to enjoy wine, but … I abruptly stood, my legs pushing my chair back, coarse scr****g noise generated on the floor. I took Adam’s hand and pulled him up, then looked around the table.

Without a concern about any other tables possibly overhearing, “I promised Adam I would assist him in accomplishing a wish, a desire. We’re only a few days from our first guests arriving and I have failed him … and all of you, lately. I’m sorry for that. I’ve been brooding about myself, but it is going to stop right now. You four have been my rock. You’ve been patient with me and supportive of me. Time for me to move on and give back to you and the resort.” I turned to Adam, both my hands now on his shoulders. “How about we take care of that thing you’ve wanted to try. How about we do it at the same time?” He smiled big and nodded. I turned to the others, “Anyone want to give us an assist? I have an interesting idea … could be fun.” Everybody headed for the doors without another word.

At the doors, I held back, which caused them to stop and look at me. “Go ahead, I’ll catch up in just a minute.” Amy looksed concerned, but I shoo them off. I walk around the building and disappear from their view.

Half way to the a****l complex, Adam notices Wolf alongside him and is startled. He turns to find me right behind him. The others turn, too. I hold up a new bottle of Jack Daniels bourbon.

Adam questions, “I thought we weren’t supposed to take out hard liquor.”

I smiled and continued walking through them toward the complex, “What’s the fun in having cat-like reflexes and not occasionally using them?”

In the complex, the door is closed behind us and locked. All of us strip out of our clothes without a word needing to be spoken. Tami roots out five glasses from the break area and I pour. I hold up my glass to my naked companions and they all laugh.

Amy, “Welcome back, Annie.” Standing in a tight circle, our glasses touch, and all take healthy swallows, feeling the burn of the amber liquor down our throats and into our bodies.

Glasses are refilled and I hold mine up to them. “I know I haven’t been here for you. Even when I have been here lately, I haven’t been here. I am sorry for that. I have been consumed with … thinking about things. It ends now. Thank you for being the supportive and loving people you are.”

Dor, “You’re justified, Annie. What you’ve been through … whatever you need, you know that.” We touched glasses, again.

This time, I put mine down and turned to Adam. I stroked my hands up and down his arms. “I promised you dog cock a while back. Then, I said I would do it first and lead you through it from my experience, similar to what I was able to do for our ladies. We’re running out of time, though. I want you to be able to be represented as experienced, just like them. I want to do it with you, okay?”

He nodded. He suddenly looked a little concerned now that the event was about to happen, but he was determined, I could also see that. “Then, we need another dog. Not Thor.” That drew a laugh at Adam’s expense.

He had watched the others with the dogs enough times to know the steps I have always stressed. Without encouragement from me or the others, he put the dog down on the floor, and stroked the dog until he felt comfortable touching his sheath. He had the tip out quickly, then lowered his head to touch his first dog cock with his tongue, lips, and mouth. I watched with some sense of pride. Despite not actively participating with the dogs in the past, he had paid close attention and was knowledgeable in the process. I knew he would have been very capable of leading a woman through even a first doggy encounter.

I took my eyes away from Adam to attend to Wolf in the same way. Wolf, of course, was so familiar with my efforts and methods that he was out and showing almost before I had him on the floor. I asked Tami to get the same lubricant Adam had used on me for our anal session those weeks before. She knew exactly what to do, applying a good glob of it to each of our assholes, pushing her fingers into each of us to lubricate further inside as well. Neither Adam or I were any longer working the cocks in front of us. We were both on our knees, our fronts on the floor and asses in the air as we were prepared. As Tami was diligently preparing our anal passages, I looked over at Adam. He had a look of concentration, perhaps convincing himself all over again that this was what he wanted to do. I reached over and took his hand. He squeezed it and his face softened. He mouthed, ‘Thank you’.

Tami patted my ass and I knew it was time. It was time to experience doggy anal. I looked over to Adam, “Don’t forget, no knot. It might take ice water on the union to shrink him enough. Personally, I am not up to that experience tonight.” He chuckled and I could see him relaxing more.

Wolf approached me and instinctively seemed to understand something was different from the smell and gel on and in my asshole. That was now the strongest scent and he seemed confused. I patted my ass cheek and he jumped up onto my back, begining to probe with his cock like normal. My hand sought him out, but instead of easily guiding him into my open pussy, I had to search out my tight asshole. His tip hit the mark and I pushed back instantly, trying to trap the tip just inside, to use the tapered end to press against him and open my sphincter. When he was just inside me, I gasp and put my hand back against his leg, trying to hold him back, just a few moments, hoping to allow my asshole to adjust to the intrusion. I glanced over at Adam and saw him being assisted by Tami and Dor to accomplish the same thing.

I heard Adam gasp out, too. I knew he was now also penetrated. He was still on his hand, as I was. He gave me a weak smile, then his mouth fell open as the dog began pumping into him. He had only been fucked by a man once or twice, now he was being fucked by a dog.

Amy was sitting cross-legged next to me, stroking my shoulders and back. I looked up at her and she raised her eyebrows, questioning what I needed or wanted.

“Ready to get involved? Tami and Dor, want to be a part of this?”

They all agreed. This was exciting for them, especially seeing Adam now joining them in the ranks of being mated by a dog. I gave them the option, not bothering to enquire of Adam’s thoughts: one gets under Adam and sucks his cock while he is fucked; the other to present her pussy to him. I looked up at Amy, “Get under me and eat my pussy, I’ll do the same to you.” She didn’t even blink at my order. She was crawling underneath me almost before I finished my sentence.

It was a night none of us were likely to forget. Somehow this little group finds ways to share and experience with each other that blows all of our minds. Even if the focus is on a few at some moments, the others are still there to support and contribute. And, they make me feel so special, so wanted, so needed … so one of them. They make me feel so normal. Right now, the way I feel about myself, that is wonderful thing.

* * * CHAPTER 14 will follow * * * Thanks for reading.