Togetherness MChapter 4 Trip preparation
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Travis wanted to know the local gossip first.
So, we filled him in on recent events to a point. He knew we had magical items just as we knew he had one. I didn’t tell him where I had stumbled across mine or where their items had come from.
I was getting a bit embarrassed when everyone was saying Tris did this and then he did that. I was starting to wonder if my family did think I was some sort of super-person the way they were describing me. It didn’t seem to fit in with my image of myself.
I was almost glad Beth told the story of the light bulb in the pool if only to show I wasn’t that clever. We all cracked up when Mum admonished me for stirring up the old man in the pool. She said that the poor guy was probably, still having wet dreams about me.
Travis had worked out that Beth and Mitch were my partners and cracked me up when asked if he could borrow then on occasion, as they were just his sort. I laughed and said if he could keep up with them, good luck to him. He chuckled with me.
Mum and dad had taken the kids for baths and bed, and Ryan and his family had gone home. Beth and Mitch volunteered for kitchen duty and told me to keep Travis company. So, my uncle and settled down on the patio with a beer to talk.
“So, I get the impression you and yours are not the same as the rest of us,” Travis said. I looked at him and shook my head. “How far up the totem pole are you three?”
“Mages with four gems,” I informed him while wondering just he did know about magic and mages.
He whistled. “On second thoughts, I think you may be right about your partners being a bit too much for me. I noticed the kids didn’t have rings. Diadems or medallions?”
“Medallions,” I answered. I knew his magic item was a medallion.
He chuckled, “If I come back in a dozen years, those two little honeys will be just the right age for me.”
I shook my head at him and said, “Mum might have something to say about that.”
“How long has she had the ring?” he asked.
“About three months and a bit.”
“Is she pregnant yet?”
I looked at him in surprise. He grinned. “She stopped taking the pill years ago when her periods settled down. And then you fixed her and Trevor up. Did you warn them?”
“Oh, shit!” burst from my mouth.
“What’s wrong, Tris?” Mum said when she came back out us with fresh beers. She put them down and went to rustle my hair, and I put my arm around her, and then I placed my other with the ring on her tummy. I couldn’t make up my mind how I felt.
“What?” she said.
“Hmm, Mum, I forgot to warn you about something,” I started.
Travis barked out a laugh, saluted Mum with his beer and then asked, “Is it a boy or a girl?”
I looked up at Mum. She put her hand on her tummy and closed her eyes. We both watched as the most serene expression I had ever seen took over her face. She bent down and kissed my cheek. “You’re such a good boy,” she told me and went to find dad.
Travis shook his head. “Fuck, there will probably be a couple more little Watsons running around here in the next couple of years. Trevor won’t keep his hands off her if he knows she can spit them out for him. He has always been mad about having lots of kids.”
“Ryan’s just as bad, Tanya is already pregnant again,” I told him. I took a swig of my beer and then brought up a topic that was bothering me. “Umm, Uncle Travis I hope you don’t mind, but I borrowed your ID.”
“Why did you need it?” he asked me and gave me a calculated look.
I told him about my jewellery, Jacque and the trust fund. He listened carefully to me. He grinned at me, “So how rich am I?”
I enjoyed the look of shock on his face. I told him after I found a boat, I was going to transfer the rest to the fund.
“Why do you need a boat?” was his next question.
“I’ve made a fourth magical box. The problem is that the spirits said that we have to go through the transportation ring to find the person it belongs to in two weeks’ time. They can’t guarantee that we come back any time soon if at all.”
“I’m still racking my brain how to make it look like an accident and not hurt anyone else as we can’t sail that far. I was thinking of just using magic to make it look like we know what we are doing.”
He nodded. “Well, I have a boat as you put it. Who’s your storm bringer?”
“What?” I said, sitting up.
“Well the best way is to sail out to sea, and you whip up a storm. You get to the island as I assume that’s where you want to go, and I’d just disappear again. I only dropped in to visit; I’m not staying. The only tricky thing is you getting off the boat in the storm. I can protect myself,” he said.
“Actually, that is the easiest bit. Hamilton Island isn’t far, and I can drop you there. What if I leave half the money in the account for you and you buy a new boat from it?” I said eagerly.
He chuckled and told me, “I don’t need the money, leave it to Trevor and Ryan as they sure are going to need it. Just leave the account going in case you do come back. Can you do glamours?”
I nodded that I could. “Good, remember my face. You’re welcome to use it if you get back. I’ll tell you something your daddy doesn’t know. I’m not his brother.”
If there was one thing, he could say that stunned me it was that. He smiled gently. “It can be a bitch, not ageing very fast. His brother, my son, died the day he got hit by the cricket ball. I took his place. It was easier acting like an addled randy teenager than I thought.”
“It was a lot better than acting like a grumpy granddad. I know it was a tough day for your dad and Mum with my faked heart attack and all, but it seemed like a good idea at the time.”
“I think I was still a bit addled from losing Cheryl and then my boy. I loved them dearly. I think if you go and you find somewhere where people like you are better accepted then stay there. This world is not kind to those of us who are different.”
“Why don’t you come with us?” I said on impulse.
He looked at me with speculation, “Do you think they can handle losing us both?” he asked.
“Well, I was planning on leaving a letter with a friend. I realised initially they would have to act like we might not be coming back, but I didn’t want them to worry too much about us like dad has worried about you.”
He cringed. I didn’t mean to make him feel bad, but over the years, he has caused my dad a bit of stress worrying about him.
“I might need to have a talk with him before I go. I felt I’d left something undone when I last disappeared. I stupidly thought he’d be used to me coming and going and wouldn’t worry about me.”
“You don’t seem to know my dad really well,” I commented.
“No, I don’t do I? He was always Cheryl’s boy. Cheryl had a hard time with Travis, and she never seemed to bond with him the same. So, I spent more time with him. Don’t get me wrong, I love your dad.”
“Watching him with you boys made me proud to have had such a fine son. He is a way better dad than I ever was. I thought if I wasn’t around, he could get on with raising you boys without me being a rock around his neck. I was as crappy as a brother, as I was a father.”
“No, you were a good father and a fine brother,” my dad said. Travis looked up in shock. I watched them hug and then I got up and went to find my loves.
I think they needed to have a good heart to heart.
Mum got Tanya to come and collect the kids after breakfast.
She then had the rest of us assembled around the table and told me to spill the beans. I explained about the fourth box and Travis’ idea how we might do it.
“My goodness, you’re as bad as your uncle. Pack up your stuff and put it in a storage shed or truck it down here and we will store it. There is plenty of room in the old shed. Quit your jobs and tell everyone you’re going on a cruise with your rich uncle instead.”
“Beth, make sure I have your mums address and stuff. I can ring her from time to time. If you come back, you come back, if you don’t, you don’t. People die and disappear all the time. The difference for us is we will simply assume you’re living in a better place.”
Dad then said, “Thank you for sticking up for me, son. There is one thing I didn’t tell you about your uncle. I got to him first that day. I knew he was dead. I also knew that something weird had happened as far as your grandfather, and he was concerned.”
“I didn’t know how he did it. But I did know who he was and that my Mum dying had upset him badly. Since you gave us the rings, I worked it out. That was when I stopped worrying about him.”
“I still missed him, as we had become closer as brothers than as father and son. He is the reason we have always treated you, boys, equally. He made it easier for me to accept the death of my brother. Because of him, I still had both.”
“I would like it if he could go with you, then I’d know you can keep him in line and out of the trouble. He seems to have a knack for finding it,” Dad said.
“Tris, you must be the luckiest man alive,” Mitch said. We all looked at him. He looked at my parents, “I know that when I leave, my little girl is going to be just as lucky. I can’t thank you two enough.”
Mum got up and came around to Mitch. She hugged him and said, “You just look after my boy. I think he has a lot of his grandfather’s wanderlust and desire for adventure in him.”
We all chuckled when Travis said with indignation, “I’m not that bad!”
So, it was arranged.
We spent our last two official weeks on the island. Beth and I had been grooming our replacements whether they knew it or not. We told them that we had recommended them to management and felt they could do the jobs.
Mitch wasn’t required to give as much notification as we were, and he finished the week earlier than we did. He got the job of packing up the house and sorting out his own stuff. Paul had also handed in his notification.
Shorn had his British passport and they had both decided they wanted to travel around Australia a bit more before they left for London. They were going to help Mitch pack before they took off.
On the Monday before we came back, I visited a couple of banks in Brisbane and exchanged cash for traveller’s cheques. I got some English pounds because I knew Paul would have no trouble cashing them here or back home.
I also booked the boys flights to Brisbane so they could pick up Murv the ute. I thought that having a bit of cash and a ute to drive they’d have a lot more fun. I was even cheeky and linked the protection spells to two of the rings.
They both had a central opal with a small diamond and a very tiny piece of crystal to maintain the health spells. I’d shaped Paul’s to look like a black platypus with a yellow gold bill and feet on white gold, and Shorn’s was a white opal Koala on rose gold.
The rings didn’t have a lot of spells on them, and they weren’t possessed, as I had made them from scratch. I did think that I did a good job. Mitch and Beth liked them and felt the boys would too.
Beth and I turned up back on the mainland on Friday. We had lunch with her parents and told them about taking off on a cruise and that we’d contact them when we could. Beth was tearful when we left, and Mitch and I both hugged her tight that night.
We made sweet love in the morning and then had to get up because the removal truck had turned up. We got it packed. Brian had turned up to give us a hand and play taxi. The boys said to drop them on the highway, but I shook my head. “I’d like you to do one more favour for me,” I said.
I handed Shorn the car keys to Murv. I gave Paul the envelope with the cheques in it. “I need you to go to Brisbane for me.”
They looked at each other perplexed. “I’ll give, why?” asked Paul.
“The keys are to a ute called Murv you’ll know which one he is, as he is pale purple,” I said and handed Shorn a card with an address and the pin codes on it and Murv’s car rego number.
“I want you to go get Murv and put him to good use. The money in the envelope is to cover your costs and get you back to England, and it had two tickets for the five o’clock flight to Brisbane.”
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When we entered the dining salon, all conversation stopped. I had changed from my travel clothes earlier, but was still in black. Esther was in a peach colored evening gown. As I said before, she was ravishing. Martha and Hatty walked behind us in their evening gowns. It was plain that everyone wondered who this girl was with the Royal Executioner and the Guild Master for companions. Certainly most of the apprentices and the other Guild members had not met, or been introduced to Esther. None...
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"Language Theresa!" "But Mrs. Bradshaw, I only said..." "Hush Theresa, I will not have such rude vernacular spoken in my boarding house! Also, kindly remove your elbows from the tabletop. More over, the fork was placed on the left side of your plate for a specific reason." Theresa blushed as she looked around at the other five girls, some of them putting on airs. "I never ate before with my left hand Mrs. Bradshaw." "You are a student now in the most prestigious Ladies College in...
Esther III ? by: TamarainRubber Even though we knew we were going to be late for Lisa's party, we couldn't keep our hands off each other. For the next hour or so we grabbed each other like wild cats in heat. Her breasts heaving and her lungs gasping for oxygen, Esther still found the energy to warn me not to cum. At some point she did pull my cock out from behind my rubber bloomers and shoved every inch into her mouth. The clothes she had dressed me in only made me harder and,...
The next day I was in full Katherine mode from the moment I unlocked her door. I greeted Sunshine just like Katherine did, using the same tone of voice and gestures. Of course Sunshine reacted just she would with her female owner. As soon as I took her for a short walk and fed her, I went straight to my bedroom, well after the prior day I felt so much more comfortable there, I wanted it to be my bedroom. I took a shower and shaved everything again. I didn't know how I was going to...
Hope you like Esther's latest installment! ESTHER FOUR By TamarainRubber I obediently followed Esther down the long narrow hallway that led into an enormous room filled with the sounds of clinking glasses, soft whispers and a bevy of leather-clad women and men dolled up as maids, rubber babies, and crossdressing sluts like me. Strangely enough (and very much to my pleasure), there was little if any evidence of the S&M parties I had only read about, but never...
The front door opened and again Frank came in, a little less dramatically than the day before but no less intimidating to me as I felt timid and weak dressed in my mother-in-laws things. Frank was half expecting me to be dressed as my normal slouchy male self, ready to put a stop to all this, but he was happy when he saw I didn't have the fortitude to do that. He actually smiled at me, "There's my little wife. That dress looks nice on you." I smiled back not knowing what to do, it...
Caroline dumped her books so loudly on the table that it caused Mike to look up momentarily from his laptop.“Hi, Caroline, I take it the tutorial didn’t go so well?”Caroline slumped onto the chair opposite him.“The pompous bitch basically told me to start again.”“Look I know nothing about art, I don’t even know what I like, but I do know that you know your stuff. Why don’t I get you a drink and we can talk about something else.”As Mike placed the two pints of beer down on the table, Caroline...
Fantasy & Sci-FiEsther sat on the side of the road, freezing, she feared that if she didn't find a place to stay soon, she probably freeze to death.Lately life had been pretty fucked up for Esther, both her parents had die before she could barley talk, and this year she had run away, because her foster parents were abusive.She had no one now, and was stranded on the side of the road. Esther picked herself off of the ground and started walking again, until a huge house came in sight. "Warmth." She said, she was...
When Esther had woken up the next morning laying next to Romeo, she almost freaked out, but the all of the memories from the night before flooded into her brain."Oh god." She sat up and looked at Romeo's sleeping figure next to her, his teal hair was tossed about the pillow, and he chest heaved up and down, Damn he is so hot, she thought, I acted kind of crazy last night, her face burned, ugh, what the fuck was wrong with her these days? She felt Romeo's body shift a little and her heart sped...
Esther II By TamarainRubber I had found the woman I had been dreaming about, hoping she would be my lover for years to come. Esther was the first real lady I had encountered who actually seemed to be honest about wanting to share my passions. I prayed that I would not be disappointed. From how she reacted, I didn't think I would be, but I was the planet's biggest skeptic. For the past four hours, Esther made me try on an incredibly sexy collection of female fetish wear that...
Chapter 1 – The Birth of a Goddess Zeke cracked his knuckles and spread out his fingers. They touched the black glass in front of him and the desk lit up. A white keyboard appeared and he started to type on the touchscreen desktop. His fingers bounced around the screen, typing across the keyboard of light. You see, Zeke was a genius beyond his years. He was currently eighteen and in his second year of college. His masterful mind crossed with a youth of video games made him into one of the...
"Language Theresa!" "But Mrs. Bradshaw, I only said. ..." "Hush Theresa, I will not have such rude vernacular spoken in my boarding house! Also, kindly remove your elbows from the tabletop. More over, the fork was placed on the left side of your plate for a specific reason." Theresa blushed as she looked around at the other five girls, some of them putting on airs. "I never ate before with my left hand Mrs. Bradshaw." "You are a student now in the most prestigious Ladies College in this country...
Lesbian“You ready sweetie?” He blinked, as if coming out of a stupor and looked back to her, to Athena, her expression playful, but her body language pressing. It hadn’t been so much of a question as it had been an order. Meekly he looked back at the window, looking through his own reflection to the street outside. They didn’t have far to go, but the short walk from her limo to the Hotel’s lobby was lined by an eager group of camera-toting men, the dreaded paparazzi. “But… The photographers,...
He stood hugging himself tightly, not that it helped keep him warm anymore. The cold had long since seeped so far into him the only thing that kept him from running to find somewhere warm was the fear that, should he leave his spot, he’d return to find it taken and his chance of seeing her, Athena, gone forever. The singer Athena had caught the world by storm, nobody a year ago, the young woman had taken to the celebrity lifestyle like a duck to water and was now breaking records with her...
It was a warm night in Georgia when I arrived for a very special meeting, This was not about business but it was very important to him as he was coming to meet for the first time his internet “friend”. Shannon his friend was a very subservient women who was proud to be just who she was and although for this first meeting they had something a little different in mind to give her master a new experience. What she didn't know was that I had a surprise for her as well, he was a bit of a romantic...
Athena - 1 "Look at that stream! We should stop and go swimming!" Athena exclaimed as we barreled over a small bridge in the work van. I stop the van and put it in reverse and stop again, this time on top of the small bridge. I peer out of the window and gaze upon the stream. The water was crystal clear and as still as glass. I could see an almost perfect reflection of the trees on it's surface. "but we don't have bathing suits..." I responded. My response was flirty in...
Hypothermiaby oggbashan © Copyright Oggbashan April 2003 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work.This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons.****************I have a fantasy of sharing a bed with two attractive young women preferably naked. Most adult males would share that fantasy. I never expected it to happen or if it...
There was something very special about Athena. I knew it right away from the moment we met. It was more than the fact that her hair framed her face like gilt around the most perfect of portraits. It was more than the fact that she took life as a game and played it. She was carefree without being spoiled. She was innocent without guile. She was unique. It was remarkable, really, that she was so enchanting, so child like, so incredibly unselfish. She had been born into wealth. Her father had...