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Monday, June 7, 1971
Someone was lying beside me, breathing softly. It only took a moment to realize it was Anna, and that she was asleep.
I listened without opening my eyes. Then I scanned. The house was still. The only ones awake were the three security people. And Catherine.
She was in her room, writing something.
"Good evening," I thought to her.
"Good morning, Michael," she thought back.
"I can't lift my arm to see my watch. Do you know what time it is?" I asked.
"Is something wrong with your arm?" she asked. I sensed her alarm in her thought.
"No, it's fine,"I chuckled, "I just didn't want to disturb Anna."
"It's almost two," she said. "How do you feel?"
"I don't know. Okay, I guess. I feel a little weird waking up this time of morning," I told her. "And very foolish!" I added as I remembered what happened at the pool this morning. Actually, yesterday morning now.
"Given everything you've been through, it's understandable. Are you hungry?" she asked.
"As a matter of fact, I am!" I thought, as my stomach rumbled.
"Meet me in the kitchen and I'll fix you something," she replied.
"Give me five minutes so I can jump in the shower. I feel really sticky and I smell like chlorine!" I told her.
"Take your time," she told me as I eased my arm from under the good doctor and headed for the shower.
After a quick shower and shave, I threw on a pair of jeans and padded barefoot and bare-chested downstairs to the kitchen.
I walked up behind Catherine, who was standing at the stove. Her hair was pulled back in a little ponytail, and she was wearing her robe. Without touching her anywhere else, I nibbled at her earlobe and whispered, "Good morning, beautiful."
"Good morning to you, too. I'm glad to see you're okay. I don't mind telling you, you scared the hell out of a lot of people yesterday," she said.
"I scared the hell out of myself. I don't know what happened. One moment, I was telling Beth about my empathic abilities. The next, she's going for her gun!" I said.
"I know. Vickie read her for me, so I got what happened. At least from her point of view," Catherine said. "I'm fixing French toast and sausage. Why don't you pour yourself a glass of juice and I'll fill you in while you eat," she suggested.
I vaguely remembered how she had walked me back to the house. And, along with Anna, who did a quick examination, put me to bed.
Catherine had sat down immediately with the security staff and explained my special gift. She brought Vickie with her, but did not tell them she had the same gift. Two staff members quit immediately. One thought we were all crazy, and the other was using it as an excuse to break his contract for a more lucrative opportunity. This, according to Vickie.
Beth was hovering between upset and hysterical most of the day. Between her guilt, her anxiety, and her first experience with an altered reality, she was pretty distressed. Anna had finally given her a sedative late yesterday, so she was asleep. I scanned to make sure.
David and Peter had been much more accepting and understanding. They remembered some of the strange things from working for my grandfather. Their only request, was the opportunity to talk with me themselves, so they could better understand my gift, and draw up new security plans accordingly.
"Vivian is going to be a problem," Catherine told me. "She became angry when Amy told her about the position and the scholarship. Vickie says that she's been using her money to control both of her kids. But with Robert entering his last year of college, and likely to inherit a nice fortune from his godfather, she can't manipulate him like she can Amy. Or, at least, how she could before you showed up and offered her this wonderful opportunity."
"How's Amy?" I asked.
"Amy was upset, of course. She wanted her mom to be happy for her and support her," Catherine explained. "But it's supposed to be in the eighties today, so hell hasn't frozen over yet!"
I chuckled. Catherine is not a vicious person, but she can't stand injustice. And to her way of thinking, it was terribly wrong for a mother to treat her children like that.
"Basically, Vivian told Amy, that if that's the way she wanted it, then she could just get out of the house and not to bother coming back!"
Catherine remained silent while I considered it. I'd have to scan Vivian more thoroughly, sometime soon, I decided.
"Michael? I'm sorry about your Aunt Lucille's husband. It happened just as you said," Catherine informed me. She was referring to the airline crash.
I had thought I would be more upset at the news. And apparently, so did Catherine.
But surprisingly, I found that, now that it was over, it didn't hurt like it did when I was trying to find ways to prevent it. The crash had happened before, and now it had happened again. Fundamentally, nothing had changed. Except now, I found myself wondering more and more, about what this goal was, that 'they' wanted accomplished.
As I considered it from different angles, I still kept coming up with the same questions. How can you change some things, and not others? And, how was I to know the difference?
One thing was pretty clear. I was not supposed to do anything this time. I had experienced an internal agony every time I tried to even think of something to stop it from happening. Maybe this was how 'they' let me know?
"It could be," Catherine said. She must have been following my train of thought.
"How can you do that?" I asked in amazement.
"To tell you the truth, I'm not sure," she said as she grinned. "I kept telling you that I would explain later, hoping I would figure it out. I still haven't got it yet, but I'll share with you what I know, if you want?"
"Please. I'm afraid it's got me buffaloed as well," I replied.
"Well, first, it's not consistent. But it's getting more so. After our time together Saturday morning, I noticed I was picking up more of your feelings, and they seemed much clearer. Like Saturday night when you were speaking with that columnist," she told me. "He called for you by the way. Several times, before we finally took the phone off the hook. If this keeps up, I'll have to get a new unlisted number," she said with a grin.
I wasn't surprised. I'm sure he was going to have lots of questions for me now!
"I'm sorry he bothered you," I said sincerely.
"Anyway, I could follow most of your instincts in what you were telling him, but not necessarily your logic as to why you did. That's the second thing. It is definitely your emotions we all pick up on. For example, your watch. Or lack thereof. At first it was just me, then I found out Anna and Nicky could sometimes hear your little outbursts too."
"Sorry," I said again, sheepishly.
Catherine just laughed. "I guess it's funny now. But it wasn't so funny when you kept waking me up so early in the morning with your cussing."
"I'm really sorry. Especially since I know that I tend to be an early riser," I said, explaining my apology to her.
"Don't let it worry you. I kinda miss it now. At least before I gave you the watch, I knew when you were awake," she said and laughed.
I laughed with her. It was kinda funny, the way she said it.
"Proximity and the level of your emotions also seem to be important. Again, at the party, when you were close, it came in loud and clear. But when you and Amy took off down the beach, I couldn't feel you anymore. And yesterday, when you got really angry and upset, I could feel your anger all the way from the pool. But not before that. Afterwards, I believe you had your shield up because, while I was aware of your presence, there was nothing. Even when I walked up to the edge of the pool," she said.
"You're probably right," I sighed, remembering the anguish I had felt.
"By-the-way, how did you do that? Stay down there for so long, I mean?" she asked.
"I have no idea. I just sank to the bottom, letting my breath out slowly. I figured I'd have to surface in about a minute, but I just never seemed to feel the need for any more oxygen. I'll have to experiment with that one some more. But for now, I'm just as mystified as you are," I told her.
"Well, be careful. If you do try it again, I want you to have someone with you. Preferably connected. And no shields, either!" she said. But not too sternly.
"Okay. I promise!" I told her, smiling.
"One last thing. I have noticed that those of us who can sense you, are all in love with you to some degree. I have talked about it with Anna and Nicky at length, and they agree with that part. I also mentioned it to Kalani, who said that both she and Ileana can sense you too. And I know that Julie and Jenny can as well. What about Candy? Can she feel you?" Catherine asked.
"Oh yeah! And you can add Randi to the list also," I replied.
Catherine looked at me with one eyebrow arched, "When did that happen?"
I grinned back at her. I guess I deserved the inquisition.
"Friday night. We both decided that we weren't in love with each other. But I'm not sure who was lying to themselves the most," I said.
"Well, we've got to keep an eye on it," Catherine said.
"Are you okay?" I asked. She had a funny look on her face.
"Michael, I have never been so happy, or so embarrassed, as I was Saturday," she said with a nervous little laugh. "I assume that you figured out what happened from Kalani and Anna, Saturday afternoon?"
Catherine had stated her assumption as a question, so I nodded as I remembered our time together.
"I understand that they all felt my emotions. And you can add Vickie and maybe Debbie to the list as well. But I have no idea what to do about it," I added.
"Me either. But I'm not going to worry about it now," she said. "But that doesn't stop me from wondering if this is all tied to reaching your unknown goal? And if all of us are going to play some part in it?" she asked.
"I can answer that one for you. Yes! You are all tied to the goal, and each of you have a role to play. Randi was telling me that when she was 'visited' in her dream Thursday night, 'they' made it clear that she had a choice. She said that the reason Candy never mentioned it was probably because Candy already made that choice, before 'they' came to her in her dream. I don't know for positive sure, but it sounds plausible, and it fits the known facts," I told her.
"Well, when you figure out what it is that 'they' want you to do, please, be sure to let me know," she petitioned.
"What about Beth?" I asked. "What's going to happen with her?"
"I don't know. Anna gave her a sedative and she's sleeping it off. We'll just have to wait and see. I don't think she'll be going with you though," Catherine informed me.
"Yeah. I kinda figured that. What's does our schedule look like for today? Am I still going to be able to leave this evening?" I asked in return.
"First thing this morning, I'm taking Ileana and Amy to see the doctor. Then you and I have to go into the city. To the office. You need to meet everyone and Jeannie has asked to meet with you. I'm not sure exactly why," she said, pausing to consider the strange request from her deceased husband's secretary again.
"Then, the girls all want to take Ileana and Mikeya to the new mall. I'll have you and Vickie dropped off to join them, then the coach will take you all to the rail yard in Newark. I have arranged, to have The Rowena brought to Newark. That way, you and the girls won't have to use the ferry or wait as long for a southbound," she explained.
"Okay. That sounds good," I replied.
"You'll need to talk with Jeannie about the rest of your schedule. If you can, why don't you make out an itinerary for her so she can start arranging it with the railroads. Also, our attorney is drawing up a legal document for you to lease the Rowena, along with all the associated expenses. We'll settle up later, when you set up your own accounts at the bank," she said smiling.
"It looks like I'm going to be even deeper in debt to you now," I told her with a smile.
"Are we still meeting with the State Department in the morning?" Catherine asked.
"As far as I know. Our appointment is for ten o'clock. They said just to give them my name at the reception desk when we arrive," I told her. "I'm not sure what happens from there, or how long it will take."
"I spoke to Grace. She and Natalie are both coming on Wednesday. So Liz and I, along with one of the Company's legal beagles, are flying down to Washington early Tuesday morning, to join you," she said.
"Legal beagles?" I asked with a laugh.
"It's a term Greg used to use," she said slightly embarrassed.
"Well, why is the 'legal beagle' coming?" I asked, still chuckling at the term.
"Kalani doesn't yet have the infrastructure in place to handle all of this. So Liz decided that your new foundation is going to assist Kalani in establishing her nation's equivalent of a State Department. You are going to award her nation an endowment, that includes funding for diplomatic and legal experts to assist her in establishing what she needs to make this work well for Tapato," Catherine said. "The attorney is going to advise her on what she will need and assist her, if she needs it, tomorrow."
"Does Kalani know?" I asked.
"That's not my job. That's what your foundation's President and Executive Director are for!" she said smiling now. "And I can't tell you how thrilled I am that you chose Nicky for the position! And Amy too. I'm sure they will both do well!"
"I sure wish Randi could be there to observe the process. She has decided to specialize in 'treaty law'."
"Really? Let me see what I can work out," Catherine said, looking around for something to make notes with.
Finding a pen and paper, she began making notes.
"Let's see ... Mikeya, Ileana, Vickie, Amy, and Nicky are going with you. And Kalani," she added. "It looks like Penny and Anna will be your escorts and provide security..." she murmured as she wrote her notes.
"Don't forget Kip. He has accepted a job working for me, but not until he's officially mustered out on the twenty-ninth," I reminded her.
"Okay. That's food for ten. How long will you need the Rowena?"
"Today's the seventh. Wally has called a board meeting for Friday, the twenty-fifth, so I have to be back for that. Then the State Dinner at the White House is supposed to be on the twenty-ninth, which is a Tuesday night. Should we plan on using the Rowena for that?" I asked.
"We'll come back to that; we need to figure out the provisions for this trip. Will Kip be cooking?"
"That's what I planned," I told her. "But remember, I'll be picking up Sandy at Twin Springs, and then Rose and Eve at the reservation."
"Oh yes! I'm glad you reminded me."
She continued to scribble notes as we talked. Mostly, it was about where we were going and what we had to do there. In Washington, we had to go to the State Department. In New Orleans, we had to meet the architects. In Houston, I would be on the General's schedule. But that was supposed to be finished late Saturday night. Then the next week was free! I actually got excited about it.
"What about Jason? Do you know if he's going with us?"
"The last I heard, he was going to Tennessee with Julie and Jenny. That's not official, I just overheard them talking," Catherine offered.
"Okay, I'll talk to Kalani. What else?" I asked.
Catherine looked at the clock on the wall. "It's almost three-thirty. I think I'm going to going back to bed," she said. "We have to be up in a couple of hours."
"That sounds like a great idea!" I said enthusiastically. "Can we use yours? Anna's still asleep in mine."
"Are you serious?" Catherine said in surprise.
I just looked at her and grinned.
"Oh my!" she said. "It's been so long since I was around an old man with such youthful vigor."
I pulled her to me, kissing her passionately. One thing led to another, and soon, she had my jeans unzipped and was stroking my engorged man-meat. Dropping to her knees, she wrapped her lips around my cock, expertly blowing my mind.
Suddenly she stopped.
"We have to be quick! They'll be making their rounds soon," she said excitedly. I knew she was referring to the security guards. I also discovered, as I quickly scanned her, that the possibility of being caught actually excited her!
Standing up, she lifted her robe and nightgown above her hips, turning to face the kitchen table. Then bending at the waist, she spread her legs as wide as she could and looked back over her shoulder at me. "C'mon, Michael. They could come through here at any minute!" she said breathlessly.
I did a quick scan. They had not started in this direction. But I didn't tell Catherine.
I stepped behind her and began to tease her as I ran my stiff prick gently through the hairs on her pussy, parting her lips slightly. I was moving slowly, because I knew that it could sometimes take older women a little longer to lubricate. But I needn't have worried, her pussy was drenched. So I pushed in easily. Still moving carefully, I began to rotate my hips on each thrust, then pulled out slowly, only to shove rapidly back into her, as far as I could go, slapping her ass with my pelvis. And each time I did, she moaned.
"They're moving," I told her as if I were reporting what I scanned. It wasn't true, but I sensed it would add to her pleasure to believe they were.
"Do it! Michael. Fuck this pussy!" she cried. "Hurry!"
"We don't have much time before they get here!" I informed her urgently as I fucked her with greater urgency as well.
"Oh-o-o, that's right! Do that! Harder!" she urged me on.
"They're coming, they're in the hall!" I told her dramatically.
Catherine moaned even louder.
"Oh-oh! I think they heard you!" I said, causing her to try and stifle her moans.
"Please, hurry Michael. Don't stop!" she pled.
"They're in the dining room now. I think they can hear you!" I said.
"Oh, Michael! We can't let them catch us like this!" she said as she tried to raise herself off the table.
I grabbed her hair, pulling her head back. She was now looking straight at the door to the dining room, wondering when it would open and she would be seen by the roaming security patrol.
"Look up, Catherine!" I said to her roughly. "I want them to see your face!"
"Oh-o-o, no-o-o! Please, no-o-o!" she cried. But as she said it, she was thrusting her hips savagely against my pelvis, slamming my cock harder into her slobbering pussy.
"Oh yes! They need to see that their employer is a beautifully sexy woman! Especially when she's getting drilled from behind by a hard cock. And on her own kitchen table to boot!"
With my fist wrapped in her hair, she quit supporting her weight with her hands and reached back with both of them, spreading her ass cheeks wide.
"Fuck me, Phillip! Give me that long, hard cock up my tiny pussy! Pound that meat into me now! Harder!" she cried louder than before.
"That's it! Let them hear you scream!" I said pounding her as hard as I dared, in this position. Letting go of her hair, I grabbed each of her small forearms in mine, pulling her up even more. Then moving both of her arms to one hand, I yanked her robe and nightgown down over her shoulders, pinning her arms and exposing her breasts.
"Let's show them those sexy little titties while we're at it!" I said.
Her moans were almost continuous at this point, but they increased in decibel level as I said that.
I felt myself approaching the edge.
"You ready to have my babies, Cathy?" I asked hungrily. "Are you ready to be a momma agai..."
She screamed!
It was as if someone had touched her with a two hundred and twenty volt, electrical wire. The shock of her climax caused her to clinch her stomach and pelvic muscles. Without warning, I started cumming with her as she clinched and released my spurting cock, over and over.
Suddenly the door from the dining room really did slam open!
Nicky, Randi, Candy, and Ileana just stood there. They didn't say anything, as they looked at Catherine, still bent over the table with her gown down her arms and hiked above her waist.
"HOLY SHIT! That was incredible!" Randi announced. "I couldn't figure out what was happening to me. It was like Michael was fucking ME, it was so real!"
Slowly, Catherine rose, straightening her night clothes. Then she turned around and looked not at them, but at me.
"Thank you, Sweetheart," she told me. "But next time, do you think you could you use that special gift of yours to give me a little more notice before company arrives?"
"In that case, Anna is due any second," I replied, keeping my voice even.
"WHAT is going on? It's four o'clock in the morning, girls!" Anna fussed at the teenagers.
"And I was having one of the best dreams I've had in..." she stopped as she reached the door and saw Catherine and me standing there. "Oh..."
No one replied to her or said anything as Anna surveyed the scene.
"Not AGAIN? Don't tell me that every time you get excited like that, it's going to..."
She trailed off, not completing her thought out loud. But every one of them knew where she was headed with her thought.
"Catherine?" I said softly.
"Yes, Michael?" she replied equally softly.
"You said to let you know. It's Julie and Jenny. And Kalani is coming down the stairs," I told her casually as Julie and Jenny entered.
"What's everybody doing down here?" Jenny asked.
"Good! I guess everyone is going to make the meeting," Catherine said as she turned to start some water for tea. "Michael, would you put on a fresh pot of coffee?"
To Nicky, she asked, "How about getting the juice out of the refrigerator, please?"
"Would anyone like some breakfast?" Catherine asked everyone.
About then, Kalani walked in through the now open door from the dining room.
"Oh!" she said seeing everyone else, "is everything alright?" she asked no one in particular.
Anna laughed as she began to realize what was going on. "I guess you're right. It is about time we all had a meeting!"
The teenagers were quiet, still slightly shocked at what they had seen.
"Uh, Grandmother? Vickie wants to know if she should come down. She's been listening ever since Michael got up," Nicky said.
"Absolutely! Tell her to get her gorgeous butt down here!" I answered for Catherine. "And tell her to bring Amy!"
I figured if she had been following me since I got up, she'd hear that from me, but it helped to inform the others. Catherine looked back at me over her shoulder, raising that eyebrow again. But I had put my shield firmly in place, as we waited for Vickie and Amy.
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