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"Enter and be welcome."

Yonlas hesitated nonetheless. Seeing the Elder Apparent was a painful duty anymore. He suspected Master Kyllos no longer slept properly, as if the man left his tiny office only to eat a meager meal in the cafe or meditate in the gardens. Nevertheless, Yonlas had his duty, and he stepped into the room.

The blue flames in the lamp flickered at his approach. Perhaps his own perceptions were biased by his worry, but the lamp seemed to burn brighter each time he visited Kyllos, as if the man's eyesight were failing as well.

Kyllos lifted his head and put down the parchment he was reading, the top of a large sheaf which never seemed to shrink. "I bring you urgent intelligence, Master Kyllos," said Yonlas.

Kyllos drew himself straight, and only then did Yonlas notice the man had been hunched over the desk. "What news have you?"

"Activity has been spotted at one of the unoccupied Overlord Manors. The old D'yoran Manor."

Kyllos paused. "The name escapes me."

Yonlas folded his hands tightly before him. "Gronnus D'yoran, the one with whom Jollis consorted when--"

Kyllos nodded. "My memory has been sufficiently prodded. Please continue."

"A large group of Oceanus Mages have established a camp at the Manor's old Portal device."

Kyllos leaned back in his chair and steepled his slim, age-spotted fingers. "For what purpose?"

"We do not know. We know only that they are experimenting with the Portal device itself. Much magical energy can be detected by even the least magic-sensitives among us."

Kyllos remained silent, his eyes glistening and pensive.

Yonlas' fingers twitched. He hated having to prompt his Master again. He wished Jollis were back. Jollis could have helped him sort out his troubled thoughts concerning the Holy Order. "Should ... should we not relay this to--"

"And there is no obvious evidence of any hostile intent towards us?"

"None had been called out specifically in the report. They are not versed in Portal mechanics, however, so they cannot tell to what end are these experiments."

Again, Kyllos remained silent.

"Master ... does not ... surely, with you as Elder Apparent, it behooves you to--"

"Who else has received this information?" Kyllos suddenly demanded.

Yonlas blanched. "No one, Master! Such intelligence reports are for your ears only as you had decreed it."

Kyllos nodded. "Yes, quite right, forgive me for another lapse in memory."

Yonlas swallowed. Every moment watching his Master was torture. "Is something wrong, Master?"

Kyllos lay his hands upon the desk and drew himself forward. He gave Yonlas a small smile, and some warmth returned to his eyes. "Not at all. You have performed your duty well. I will take your information under advisement."

"No immediate tasks for me, Master?"

"None. I do not see the need for alarm." Kyllos paused and tilted his head. "But you do, apparently."

Now it was Yonlas' turn to remain silent.

"Speak freely, please," prompted Kyllos.

Yonlas did not want to. Like Jollis half a nation away, he had his own crisis of faith, and this was not helping. "The Holy Order is interested in knowing if the Oceanus Mages are able to gain new insights into Inonni Portal technology. They were very clear about wishing us to maintain the edge."

"Yes, indeed," said Kyllos. "And experimenting on a tired old Overlord Portal which we ourselves passed up because we did not believe it needed to be formally shut down hardly qualifies as new insights. They cannot teach a Portal created with old technology to operate like one of ours no matter how much magic they sink into it."

Yonlas had only a glimmer of understanding of how Portals operated, but he nodded just the same. It sounded logical to him, and Master Kyllos was delivering the information with a voice of conviction and authority.

"The Holy Order is quite taxed at the moment with the task of bringing Enlightenment to Oceanus," said Kyllos in a softer voice. "It is consuming much of their energy. I do not wish to distract them unless I have evidence of a definite threat."

"Of course, Master."

"Keep an eye on the situation, and report to me anything else they find."

"Yes, as always."

"Then I bid you good day and good blessings to you."

Yonlas bowed, then bolted out the door as if glad to be dismissed.

Kyllos leaned back in his chair again and sighed, rubbing the bridge of his nose. He slipped his other hand into a pocket and curled his fingers around the Farviewing pearl tied to Jollis. Was it time yet? Had Jollis determined the true actions and intent of Kyllos' would-be peers? Had he discovered why the Holy Order acted so secretive and evasive when Kyllos asked about the old Overlord Portals?

His stomach felt sour, as it did now with every meal. He slept only fitfully. The longer Jollis was away, the more guilt weighed upon him. He wished he were ten years younger and not burdened with a recalcitrant Oceanus Emperor. He could have investigated this himself instead of sending Jollis to be his lightning rod.

He pulled out the pearl and held it in his slightly trembling hand, then closed his fingers around it and shook his head. No. Let Jollis contact him when the Wanderer finally understood the nature of his mission.

He dropped the pearl into his pocket and clasped his hands together, bowing his head to offer yet again futile prayers to deaf gods.

"There you are," said Frenon. The corners of his lips twitched upwards. "My Lord."

Tarras did not feel the title was any more deserved just because he had changed from his robes to the more elegant clothes Rennis had acquired. Nor did he feel comfortable in them, as the tunic was too tight across his chest. While his attire would have been destined for the trash a season ago, they were a step above what some of the arriving former Nobles wore. That made him far more uneasy than any ill-fitting clothing could.

"Rennis has been waiting for you," said Frenon as he shouldered his crossbow. "Though I daresay the others are entertaining themselves quite well."

"In what way?"

"They are planning their new ventures when they reacquire their fortunes."

Tarras sighed and shook his head. "I now regret agreeing to dress myself this way. Perhaps seeing me in my shabby robes would give them a clue as to the reality of the situation."

"I shouldn't need to tell you this, my Lord," said Frenon with a slight tone of impatience, "But your brethren are very big on symbols. I reckon that is why they put up all those damnable banners, despite being such eyesores."

"The symbols were less important when they did not need to cling to them like driftwood in the middle of the sea. We paid them little mind before the Inonni came."

"Regardless, they cling to them now. Much of their conversation is debate over how the various Noble clans do things. Quite boring to my ears, but I was never privy to such..."

He trailed off. A gleam had appeared in Tarras' eyes. Frenon tilted his head in question.

"Frenon, do you still have contact with the workers who helped set up the stage?"

Frenon nodded slowly. "Yes, they're just down the road apiece. Why?"

"I will need you to contact them for one more job before I start my speech."

"Begging your pardon, my Lord, but Rennis is quite ready to chew iron with as impatient as he--"

"He will wait a little longer," Tarras declared. "This is important. Now listen carefully to me as to what I wish them to do..."

As Tarras explained, Frenon simply stared. Finally, he said, "With all due respect, my Lord, that is insane."

"Nevertheless, you will do it. Consider it an order from a Noble Lord."

"I will do what you ask, but you have stated in the past that you wish me to speak my mind."

"That is still the case, and your objection has been noted. I wish it done just the same. Make sure you impress upon them what the exact targets will be. The attendees themselves are off-limits."

"Understood," said Frenon as he re-shouldered his crossbow. "But no guarantees there will be no 'collateral damage.'"

"What Mage Verano has done is monstrous," spat Rolas. "There is simply no other word for it."

"And you do not consider what the Oceanus Mages may be planning to be any less so?" cried Hurus.

"And have not the gods themselves suggested punishment fitting the crime when it is as heinous as this?"

"They are not the ones to judge! It is for the Holy Order to ... for them to..."

"Ah! You see the folly of your own words."

"Do not mock me."

"I wish only to open your eyes," declared Rolas. "I would dare to say that Elder Yurton is as much to blame if he allows this to continue."

"He is not the entirety of the Holy Order!" shouted Hurus. "I maintain he is operating alone, against the wishes of--"

"What proof do you have of that?"

"And what would you have us do?" Hurus cried. "Turn against the entirety of the Order?"

"Something must be done," Rolas said in a tight voice. "This cannot be the orchestration of one man. We know experiments are being carried out in other Manors. Their Portals are being powered as well."

Hurus narrowed his eyes. "And how do you know this?"

Rolas laced his fingers together. "Certain reports have reached my ears."

For once, Jollis was loathe to stop their bickering. He had never felt at such a low point. He was out of ideas, and even the arguing of his supporters was welcome for any insight he might glean. "What have you heard?"

Both Cohorts flinched as if they had forgotten Jollis was in the room. Rolas stepped forward. "Wanderer, fellow Cohorts in other Manors are concerned. Some have taken it upon themselves to take readings of their Portals, and those are being repeatedly powered as well. They, too, wonder why the Portals have not been formally shut down as the Holy Order indicated they would be."

Hurus rushed forward. "The Holy Order is not required to be on a timetable!"

Rolas turned to him. "Nevertheless, it has been nearly a season now. That is long enough to glean whatever information there is to be had from them if they are not attempting transdimensional travel."

"You are not an expert in Portals."

"Stop it, Hurus. You are trying to defend something which is indefensible."

"Perhaps I am not as willing as you to throw away a millennium of Enlightened guidance!"

"That is enough," said Jollis. He turned to Rolas. "What details have you heard of these other readings?"

"Not much, I am afraid," said Rolas. "None of the other Cohorts have Mage Jothan's experience or ability. They can take only very crude readings, enough to indicate the Portals are churning with energy at irregular intervals."

Jollis was silent.

"Wanderer, in deference to my friend, what is the chance that only this Manor is involved in transdimensional experiments?"

Jollis' eyes shifted between them. He heaved a sigh. "I do not know."

Neither Cohort looked satisfied with that answer.

"I can go only by what I know, that it is happening here and now," said Jollis.

"I suggest the Oceanus Mages know more than you do," Rolas declared.

Jollis tilted his head. "Your statement is likely true, but in what regard?"

"I am considering your account of the overheard conversation with Mage Marlon. It is clear the Oceanus Mages are planning the destruction of multiple Portals. I suggest that the Oceanus Mage Guild, who certainly have more resources available to them than we do at the moment, may have determined what the Holy Order is doing, and they intend to stop it."

"And cause the deaths of many of our own brethren who are innocent in this supposed conspiracy!" Hurus cried.

Without looking at his friend, Rolas said in a low voice, "Perhaps that is the sacrifice we must make for our atonement. Many of us helped dig the earth to lay to rest the bodies of the Rogue Mages who were killed."

Hurus looked stricken. "They had no choice," he croaked. "They were following the wishes of Mage Verano, and indirectly, the Holy Order."

"It is the wise man who scrutinizes his tasks against the greater goals," intoned Rolas. "Only the fool accepts on blind faith that they will lead him there."

"And just who do we go to if we wish to question the actions of the Holy Order? To the gods themselves? To the goddess?"

Both Cohorts looked again to Jollis.

Jollis gave a cross look in return. "Do not stare at me as if I am to declare myself a divine avatar."

"We look for guidance, Wanderer," Rolas said in a solemn voice. "For you are the only one we believe we can trust now."

Jollis' stomach clenched again. He was reminded of the day -- so long ago it seemed now -- when Kyllos had first sent him to Oceanus to deceive an Overlord and his undraughted slave. Kyllos had said something similar, that Jollis was the only one he could trust to do his task.

Jollis' eyes widened.

No, that was not what his master had said. Kyllos had said Jollis was the only one he could trust. He had ended his sentence there. Jollis had filled in the rest, as he assumed Kyllos had meant the task.

Just like this one. Kyllos had sent him to be the lightning rod because Jollis was the only one he trusted to do it right. Surely Kyllos did not trust Jollis more than his own brethren at the Holy Order, as an Elder Apparent would know...

The force of the epiphany would have knocked Jollis off his feet had it had physical force: Master Kyllos had suspected the truth all along and needed Jollis to confirm it.

Jollis set his eyes hard. "Leave me. I will summon you when I am ready to discuss our actions moving forward."

Whatever disappointment the Cohorts may have felt at being summarily dismissed was tempered by the renewed sense of confidence from Jollis. They bowed to him. "Of course, Wanderer, we will remain close at hand," said Rolas.

"Do not hesitate to call upon us," said Hurus. "Please do not interpret my reluctance to accept the truth as disloyalty. I will faithfully serve you until we are sure."

"I have no doubts concerning your loyalty or that of your companion," said Jollis with a small, appreciative smile. "But I feel now is the time for consultation with a higher power."

The Cohorts nodded and left, believing he intended to meditate and commune with the gods. Instead, Jollis stepped forward and pulled out a Farviewing pearl.

"About damn time you showed up," Rennis growled as Tarras stepped into the back of the barn behind the stage.

"Do not blame me," Tarras said in a gentle voice. He lay a hand against his chest. "Blame the clothes I had to squeeze myself into."

"I tried to match your size, but I was going by what I last knew of you. I had not thought you could manage to put on weight traveling the countryside and cavorting with peasants."

"You would be quite surprised to learn just how well they can feed themselves without our intervention."

Rennis' jaw clenched. "Be that as it may, I--"

A scream rose from beyond the curtain, followed by the scraping of chairs and the scuffing of shoes, and then shouts of alarm, anger, and dismay.

Rennis bounded for the curtain. "What in blazing hellfire?!"

Tarras followed at a more sedate pace. He parted the curtain just as it closed behind Rennis and stood beside the shocked former Overlord.

The former Nobles had gathered in an irregular crowd in the center of the room. They shouted and gesticulated towards the peasants who streamed down the sides of the makeshift auditorium, trailing bits of dirt and mud behind them from the quantity they held in their hands. They threw a single large gob upon each banner as they passed, where it landed with a great splat. Tiny streams of dirty water trickled down the tapestries and dripped to the floor. A woman uttered a screech as splashed mud nearly landed on her.

Tarras scanned the crowd. He saw no one with any serious amounts of dirt upon them. The workers were doing as he had wanted.

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Marris wiped his face with his hand and uttered a long sigh, then shook his head as if trying to dislodge the lingering grogginess. He had managed a bit more sleep in anticipation that his role in this sordid deal with Mandas would soon be over. He forced himself to straighten up as he stared into the mirror in the sanitary, running his hand over his freshly-shaven face. He rubbed the corners of his eyes to rid himself of the grainy vestiges of fitful slumber. At least he could manage to...

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Tempest of LiesChapter 26

If nothing else had yet humbled the former Noble Lord, one look at the esteemed meeting place Rennis had procured would have done it. The Province which Tarras had governed before the Inonni came had a fine auditorium. Cavernous but not intimidating, decorated but not ostentatious, and comfortable but not lavish. The acoustics were perfect, allowing one to stand upon the stage and project his voice to the very back row with little effort. Tarras had used that chamber on many occasions to...

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Tempest of LiesChapter 28

"With all due respect, my Lord, you are making things terribly difficult for me." Norlan forced himself to take a deep breath, and wished he could return to the days when he rarely interacted with the staff. "Nevertheless, you will find some way to muddle through. Perhaps you can take Marris back for a day." "Absolutely not," Halno snapped. After a pause, he tempered his gaze and his voice as if only now realizing to whom he was speaking. "I mean ... I would need to send someone to...

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Tempest of LiesChapter 29

Across the ocean from the former D'ronstaq Manor, the day was already underway in the Urisi Nation. Amanda had been shown Bessa's copy of the map once more before she was sent on her journey to the Oceanus fleet. These events surely would have distracted Jollis from his own preparations as dawn broke across the indigo waters which isolated him from the truth. Jollis was preparing for death. Much time had passed since he had last felt the need. Even the mission to discover the horrible...

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Tempest of LiesChapter 30

Amanda never felt so alone as in those final candlemarks in the carriage as it trundled towards Port Heldon. Her restraints forced her to remain standing. Her wrists were shackled and hung from a taut chain attached to the ceiling in the center of the carriage. Her ankles were shackled as well, and her body swayed with each bump and dip in the road. The chain on her collar was attached to one of the walls, and it rattled as the carriage moved. She wished Norlan had not fired Marris. Then,...

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Tempest of LiesChapter 31

"We may be nearly there, Amanda," said Gedric. "The path is definitely sloping downward, and I can see a beach ahead." Amanda said nothing as she stumbled along behind him, for she was afraid her voice would reveal her distress and slow him down. They could not afford any delays now; she was sure Mandas and Norlan realized Gedric had not taken the expected route. For all she knew, they were alerted early and now lay in wait. The path was little more than a narrow trail following the...

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Tempest of LiesChapter 32

Kyllos stepped out from behind his desk, giving his visitor a respectful bow of his head. "Good blessings to you, Brother of The Order." From just inside the closed door, where the Inonni Portal had deposited him not moments ago, the robed and somber form of Holy Order Elder Iridus closed his eyes and bowed his head in return. As he lifted his gaze, the lines etched into his thin and sallow face sharpened. "And to you, Fledging Brother of The Order." Kyllos smiled and folded his hands...

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Tempest of LiesChapter 33

Amanda awoke with a start, her eyes flying open and seeing nothing but smooth stone a hand's breadth from her face. She did not know where she was until she turned over on the soft furs. She blinked and squinted at the bright, late morning light. She did not remember returning to the slave quarters, let alone her own niche. She had been so tired she had fallen asleep in the carriage despite her injuries. She looked down at her feet and felt her cheek and lips, but found nothing but smooth...

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Tempest of LiesChapter 34

Kyllos took his time as he strolled down the corridors of the Imperial Palace and reflected on how empty the place seemed. While no fewer people serviced the Palace, many were Cohorts who traveled only when necessary. The favorite haunts of the former staff were deserted, as Cohorts tended not to gather until late evening for devotions at the Inonni Temple which had been erected in the center of the gardens. Inonni centers of government were never built so huge. They were designed more for...

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Tempest of LiesChapter 36

Amanda awoke just before dawn while the other slaves were still asleep. Or at least pretended to be, which she discovered when she dared to open her eyes. She had been fortunate to sleep facing the inside of the chamber. If she had to turn over, she was sure she would have been beset once more. She caught Larra just before she was about to lift her head and stare at Amanda. Amanda shut her eyes and forced her breath to remain steady. She heard Larra stir once more, then subside. Amanda...

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Tempest of LiesChapter 37

When he first rose from unconsciousness, Jollis believed he was caught in some sort of strange limbo. He did not dare open his eyes for fear of seeing nothing but a void. Only parts of his body seemed to exist: one arm, his hips and rear, one leg and part of the other. He could not tell if his head were still attached to his body, as he could not feel his shoulders or his back. Sounds came to him, vague and muffled. Something in his mind insisted he was sitting up. He stirred, and suddenly...

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Tempest of LiesChapter 38

The room which served as the parlor for High Lord Bortho seemed confining despite its owner's great wealth and love of large, expansive chambers. Indeed, in this case, its own opulence was its undoing. Rich tapestries and beautiful paintings marched high along the walls, their edges almost touching one another. Before them stood statues and carvings composed of every material from wood to stone to metal. Arranged before them were vases, gourds, goblets, and other small treasures, sitting...

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Tempestuous Telemarketer

TEMPESTUOUS TELEMARKETER  TEMPESTUOUS TELEMARKETER Elwyn sweated as he talked to the prospect on the phone. He could feel Glenda?s eyes on him. His butt still ached from her earlier interview with him. ?Hello? Mr. Sykes this is? Elwyn Stokes from ?Washington Politics magazine. We noticed you dropped your subscription??  He looked up at Glenda, who frowned even more right back at him. Elwyn thought of her nails raking his sensitive spot beneath his testicles and shivered. ?and we want...

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Tempestuous Changes

Melissa sat on a bench, her back against the cold wall. The musty dampness of the crypt invaded her nostrils and with her eyes half closed, she rested with her legs pulled up against her chest. Angeline was on the other side of the curtain preparing and placing some of the props for the play. Bernadette, or Berni as she liked to be called, was applying the finishing touches to her clothes. Her bright red hair was glowing, even from the dim lighting that was scattered by the flickering...

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Tempestuous Ch 03

In the music room on the first floor of the Stone house, Tempest slammed away on the grand piano keys, her tiny fingers moving fast as she played her self- composed masterpiece. She focused on the keys, channeling her anger and her anticipation, shifting the cherry sucker in her mouth from side to side as she concentrated and waited… She had been playing the piano since the day of her third birthday when Darleen found her tapping away on the grand piano in the music room. She knew immediately...

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Tempestuous Ch 02

Chapter 2 – The diabolic doll It was the beginning of summer but one would never know by the unpredictable weather. The sun was attempting to shine, but it was dulled by the minor storm. The wind whistled, the swelled clouds were ready to burst and the smell of the upcoming rain dominated the air. It seemed as if the summer was still stuck in spring. There were no early summer beach days, no family picnics in the park, no big barbecue bashes in the backyard. It was proving to be a disastrous...

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Tempestuous Ch 01

It was a beautiful day, the sun was out, casting its warm beams on the city below. There was a cool breeze that complimented the warmth and carried the heady smell of the lilacs through the air, filling the hall of the big brick church on Gotham Street. The sun shone through the stained glass windows casting different tones on the walls and the floors, illuminating the entire church. It was the perfect day for a baptism. The Stone and the Rush family stood before the magnificent alter inside...

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Tempestuous Ch 05

‘No one knows.’ he knew the young girl wouldn’t believe him. If anyone was comparable to Tempest in the pranks department, it was Davis and she knew most of his tricks. He lowered his voice as the members of the Stone family did when speaking of any member of the Rose family, ‘all we know is he ran off with Bianca Rose.’ ‘Who?’ she thought Davis said Bianca Rose and she knew there was no way he could have said Bianca Rose. ‘did you just say-?’ ‘Bianca Rose.’ he whispered she looked at him in...

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Tempestuous Ch 04

It was the beginning of the season, a bright new start screamed from the skies and a fresh dewy smell permeated the air. It was a season where the story started anew as it ended for good. It was an unusual spring to say the least, the rain was relentless, forcing everyone to take shelter lest the lightening lick their limbs and the thunder shake their bones. The constant down pour had become depressing and had most people staring out their windows wishing for the summer. It had been the...

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Tempestuous EnticementsChapter 1

Oh not again! For the second night in a row Candace has woke up due to the tingling sensations in her lower body. For the second night in a row Candace has woke up with a large, throbbing cock pressing up between her ass cheeks. Although she is wearing boy shorts, with the cock’s owner wearing shorts, she can still feel it move with each breath. Normally she wouldn’t mind having an erect member in her bed. Being sixteen she is always horny and it is one of the things her boyfriend loves...

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Tempestuous EnticementsChapter 2

When night falls and before bed, Candace’s mother, Rita, says she feels she is coming down with something. Not wanting to pass on any sickness to her husband of daughter, she goes to sleep on the couch, leaving Candace and Caleb in the bed alone. They are in bed, both lying on their backs. Candace is in her chemise and boy shorts, Caleb in just his shorts again, waiting for sleep to hit. This is when Candace decides to breech the subject. “So, is it me?” “What?” Caleb asks, a little...

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Tempestuous EnticementsChapter 3

“What happened last night was a onetime thing, I swear,” Caleb tells her in the morning. “If it needs to be done again, I’ll do it.” “Okay, Daddy,” she replies simply, almost running to the bathroom to try and ease her urges as best as she can. But later, once the day is over and it’s time for bed, things are a little different. Candace isn’t woken by the feeling of her father’s erection pressing into her, but by quick movement from his side of the bed. She rolls over and what she sees...

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Tempestuous EnticementsChapter 4

Throughout the day Candace tries her best to brush up against her father as much as possible, out of view of everyone else. It reminds Caleb of how a cat does it, thinking how appropriate it is considering how his daughter is playing dress up, though he pretends not to notice. He tries not to make a big deal out of it, but is becomes unbearable to the point that he is looking forward to bed time and even suggests an early night. He says it is to let his wife get some rest in the hope her...

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Tempestuous EnticementsChapter 5

Caleb wakes slowly, finding the blanket tossed aside with his catgirl daughter cradling his balls and his throbbing shaft buried in her small mouth. He cannot say anything because he knows that it would be a futile effort if he even tries to. He reasons that he will have a talk with her after. Candace on the other hand knows her father has awoken and the fact that he does not say anything is working in her favor. She swallows as much of him as she can before switching to sucking his balls...

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Tempestuous EnticementsChapter 6

Joyce had woke up early. Today is different from other days because Lewis, her son, is taking Rita to the doctor. This leaves her, Caleb and Candace all alone at home. Not that it is a bad thing. Looking out the window, the sun is already coming up. It is going to be a beautiful and sunny day and as such the woman planned on lounging around the house. She catches a glimpse of herself in the tall mirror, the sunlight shining through the window is causing her shear nightgown to seem almost...

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Tempestuous EnticementsChapter 7

Lewis takes his aunt to the doctor while the rest of the household eats breakfast. Candice manages to disappear when it comes time to cleanup and just as miraculously reappears when all the work is finished. Her appearance does not go unnoticed by Joyce, nor does her dress though she does try to pretend not to notice it. Candace is wears a halter top, clearly without a bra on beneath. Her hard, little nipples are very visible and pointing straight out. So is the full curve of her breasts,...

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Tempestuous EnticementsChapter 8

After about five minutes, when her body has calmed down completely, the realization of what she has just done hits Joyce. She has just fucked her sister’s husband! Caleb is now sitting on the opposite side of the pool with an impish grin on his face. Having filled his sister-in-law’s cunt with his cream, he is feeling pretty good with himself. He has very little guilt about the experience, having fucked his daughter just this morning. He is still running on hormones and adrenaline. Joyce...

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Tempestuous EnticementsChapter 9

Joyce and Caleb still remain naked, enjoying the sigh of one another’s bodies while they eat. Afterward, Caleb grabs a quick shower and Joyce goes into the living room to watch a movie. When the man returns, drying himself off, he sees his sister-in-law on the back of the couch, legs spread with one hand groping her breasts and the other buried inside her pussy. On the television is a porn movie. Caleb doesn’t recognize it, but on the screen is a young looking girl dressed as a nurse in a...

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Tempestuous EnticementsChapter 10

Later, after a large dinner, everyone retired to bed. Caleb’s wife, Rita, is on the couch again. She has her medication but I still contagious and still doesn’t want to get anyone sick. When Caleb enters his room he sees Candace kneeling on the bed, totally naked with her arms behind her back pushing her cute firm breasts and hard pink nipples out toward him. “I’ve missed you, Daddy,” she says, swaying slightly. Caleb has to admit that his daughter’s small frame and pert breasts are...

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