The lost book of Slytherin
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Second Time Through - Book IIChapter 18: The Letter free porn video
"Jeff keeps asking me if I have thanked you yet, for making our love life so much better. Since we're going back to Tennessee tomorrow, and you're leaving for who knows how long, I thought this might be the last chance I'd have to do it," Debbie explained.
We were drying off after our escapade in the shower.
"Tell him I said 'you're welcome' the next time he brings it up," I told her.
"I'm glad you didn't mind," she said. It was a mark of her confidence in me that she didn't have to ask if I had minded her invading my shower. She could sense my happiness at making her happy.
"If I ask you something, will you tell me the truth?" she said hesitantly.
I just looked at her. I had just thought that she was growing confident in my communications with her.
"Why did Catherine have Jeff go in for a complete physical? I asked her and she just said it was a precaution because you had sensed something might be wrong," she said. "But she wouldn't explain any more than that. She said just to wait and see what the doctor says."
"Debbie, I hope you know, that I will always tell you the truth," I said as I took both her hands in mine. "In this case, my gifts are still developing, and I don't know exactly what I'm sensing. But I will share my memory of the scan with you if you'd like. I have a hunch, that Jeff is hereditarily predisposed to heart disease. What you will see is a slight inflammation around the heart muscle, and some odd color too."
"Please. Jeff went to the doctor last week, and he's supposed to go back Wednesday for the results. He won't talk about it much, but I know his father died of a heart attack when he was only forty-nine years old," Debbie said worriedly.
I shared my memory of my scan of Jeff with Debbie. It didn't take but a few seconds, and when I was finished, she looked at me and asked, "I couldn't really tell anything. I think I saw the swelling you referred to, but what does it mean?"
"I don't really know. One of the things I want to do, is study the human anatomy more. That way, I can understand what I'm sensing better. When I first saw this, I replayed it for Anna. She said that it wasn't her specialty, and to make sure he had it checked out right away. I also know that diet and exercise play an important role in preventing problems like this. That's why Catherine hired Helen. She's going to oversee our diets and exercise routines and help us try to make problems like this into non-issues," I told her.
"Michael, I'm worried about him. I love him so much, and don't want to lose him," she laid her cheek on my chest, as her eyes began to water. "Especially now, with three more on the way."
"Worrying won't help him, Debbie. Stress is a big contributor to problems like his. You've got to be strong for him, and help him to eat healthy and exercise," I said.
She didn't respond at first. Finally, she took a deep breath and exhaled slowly as she stepped back from me, still holding my hands. Looking into my eyes, she said softly, "You're right. Thank you for being here for me. AND for telling me the truth. I love you too, you know?"
"I know, sweetie..." I replied. "I know..."
Debbie pulled me to her, and kissed me softly. "Thank you," she said. Then she turned and was gone.
"Michael?" the voice softly called my name.
"Yes, Sweetheart!" I smiled as I saw her standing there.
"I just wanted to tell you goodbye ... and I wasn't sure if I'd get to see you later," Candy said.
"C'mere!" I told her, holding out my arms. I was standing in my closet, putting my tux in a travel bag to take with me. I had an idea I might need it in Texas, this weekend.
Candy ran towards me, launching herself into my arms from two steps away. Fortunately, I caught her.
She kissed me furiously, gradually slowing until they were just tender little caresses on my lips.
"That was quite a leap!" I observed when I could speak again.
"Yeah. Mandy and I are trying out for cheerleader this year. We're going to cheerleading camp in a couple of weeks, so we've been practicing," she explained.
Candy and Mandy would be freshmen at Townsend High this fall. And while they had been cheerleaders in middle school, their cousins, Julie and Jennifer, had convinced them it was much more difficult in high school. So the four of them were going to cheerleading camp at Maryville College, this summer.
"Michael?" she said softly, as I held her to me. She was dressed in a top and shorts, but I only had a towel wrapped around my waist.
"Yes?" I replied.
"If you want to..." she started.
"Want to?" I asked. I thought she had come to say good bye. So I scanned her.
"You know..." she said, hesitantly.
"I love you Candy. And you already know we're going to spend our lives together. You don't have to worry about me forgetting you, or not liking you. For now, nothing would please me more than if you were to just go and have fun. You're going to be in high school this year. You know what you want to study, and you have an idea of what you're going to do with your life. That puts you in the top one percent of everyone in high school!" I told her. "So just have fun. And please, if you need me for anything, let me know. After all, there are no long distance charges when we do!"
"That's right! I'd forgotten we can still do the mind thing," she said, smiling a little more now.
"And, I promise, I'll check on you every day," I told her.
"Will you talk to me? I'd feel better if I could hear you," she said.
"Of course I will!" I said. "Should I interrupt you if you're busy? Like, if you're busy kissing a boy?" I teased.
"I'm not kissing any other boys!" she said adamantly.
"Well, that's up to you. But just know that I wouldn't mind. Not as long as you still loved me a little," I told her. She still had lots of growing up left to do.
"I'll think about it, and if I decide to kiss another boy, I'll let you know," she said firmly.
"You do that!" I replied. I knew that she would change her mind as she got older, and her hormones came more into play. I didn't want her making promises she didn't need to make at her age. I especially didn't want her to forego experiences that are a natural part of growing up, including experimenting with relationships and interacting with other boys.
"Okay, Michael. I can see that you don't want me to tie myself down yet," she said, having picked up my thoughts. "But just so you know, I AM committed to you later. I will have your babies and take care of your children!"
I looked at her and felt the love deep in her heart.
"I know Candy. And I love you too!"
I was dressed in slacks and a blazer, but no tie. I figured I could milk the 'no tie' deal for a couple more years, before decorum would force me to wear one. Sitting at the dining room table, I was drinking coffee and discussing my plans for the next few days with Penny and Kip, when Nicky, Ileana, and Amy walked in.
"Oh-o-o, there he is," said Nicky to the others.
"What does that mean?" I asked as I grabbed my sister's arm and pulled her to me. I was going to tickle her, but at the last second, I changed my mind and kissed her instead.
"Oh, damn!" she responded.
"Sorry. I don't know what came over me," I said.
"No. Don't be. I'm just sorry because Grandmother is still in the car and said to send you right out. You have to go to the office," Nicky explained. "Otherwise, Ileana and I were planning to trap you in the shower. Again!"
They both laughed at that.
"Yeah!" said Ileana. "Hurry and get done so we can get our showers too!" she laughed as she kissed me.
Pulling back, she held my gaze as she thought, "I can't get pregnant that way!"
"I take it I'll never have any privacy again?" I said with a mock sigh. It was obvious that some of them were very aware of my tryst with Debbie, in the shower earlier.
"Hurry, Michael. Catherine is waiting!" Ileana said as she swatted my butt on the way out the door.
"Oh! How did it go for you and Amy at the doctor?" I thought to Ileana as I headed out.
"Oh-o-o, you are in such trouble, my Prince! It was so embarrassing for me. And I thought little Amy was going to just die when the Doctor told her to lie on that wicked table and put her feet in those things. I believe I want one for us. All I could think of while I lay there, was all the ways you could take me on it!" she gushed.
"And I'm in trouble for this?" I asked.
"Oh, no! You're in trouble for not telling me that there was a simple pill you could take to keep from getting pregnant. Mother is going to die when she finds out! This will revolutionize life on Tapato!" she said excitedly.
"Gotta go!" I thought to her. "We can talk about this later if you want."
"What I want has nothing to do with 'talking', my Prince!" she thought as she sent me a very wicked image involving an examination table.
I made a mental note to look into the possibility of getting her an exam table of her very own. Maybe Anna would know where I could find one.
"Good morning, again," I said as I slid in the back seat of the limo next to Catherine.
"Good morning. Did you take a shower this morning?" she asked brusquely.
"Not you too!" I cried in mock despair. "Nicky and Ileana have already given me a hard time about it!"
Catherine laughed as she said, "Well, after all the teasing I took Saturday and again this morning, I am looking forward to dishing some out. Don't you warn Debbie, either!"
We continued to talk of the 'meeting' the girls had in the kitchen, after I left. Catherine's main concerns were Candy and Amy.
"Candy is such a private person. I don't want her to be scared to be with you for fear of being embarrassed. I know we all teased a lot this morning, and Debbie may be in for some more while we're gone. But we couldn't come up with any ideas on how to avoid it. If you can't seem to stop us from sensing you when you're close, and we can't seem to avoid sensing you, well ... I just don't know what to do," she said.
"I don't know either. If the Old One ever appears again, maybe I can ask him," I suggested. "What about Amy?"
Catherine paused before answering me.
"Michael, I have some very real concerns there. She was raised by her mother, which means a series of governesses and staff. Vivian is not 'good people' if you understand what I mean," she said.
"Yeah. I scanned her on the train. She has to be the shallowest, most self-centered person I've met yet," I told Catherine. "I don't want her on the board of Wagner Industries."
"That won't be a problem. Nancy really took a liking to you Friday. That was the liveliest I've seen her since Greg died," she said.
"Why won't it be a problem?" I asked.
"Simple. Once everything is completed, you'll have the authority to disband and completely revamp the board of directors. It's a little extreme, but you don't have to worry. It's much more likely that Vivian would try to manipulate her mother some way, or now, her daughter. I don't know what their relationship really is, but once Vivian thinks it through, I have no doubt she will reconcile with Amy, and then pump her for information, or something even more devious," Catherine explained.
"Okay, then we'll keep an eye on Vivian. You said Nancy was doing better. Is there any way we can separate her from Vivian. You know, minimize her exposure to her daughter's influences?" I asked.
Catherine's face became pale at the idea of doing something with Nancy. So I scanned her and saw that she was angry and hurt. Her emotions had become more jumbled than I had ever seen, and she was actually feeling ill.
I stopped and looked directly at her. "How long have you known?" I asked.
Catherine didn't answer immediately.
"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have asked," I said. "I wasn't trying to open old wounds."
"No. It's all right. You have to understand. You are like your grandfather in many ways. But you're also very different. He hoarded his love, giving it sparingly. Where you freely give of all you are. Times were different then as well. So when I found out that he had been with his sister, I said nothing, waiting for him to tell me. And when I realized he had been with her before me, and then throughout our marriage, I ... well, I wasn't very nice to your grandfather after that. He finally admitted it, telling me the whole story. It was the day he died."
She looked out the window.
I waited, saying nothing. It was her story to tell.
"Our last years together, were not wonderful. We had achieved so much. But your grandfather never seemed satisfied. Not with the company, the people around him, or with me. I discovered that he had strayed many times during our marriage. Mostly with his sister and his secretary. But what hurt the worst, was that even with his marvelous gift, he shut me out."
Catherine squeezed her eyes shut, trying to stop the tears. And the pain the memories brought her.
"In fact, during our first time together, Michael, you opened yourself up to me more..." she paused, as she dabbed at the corner of her eye.
I remained silent, as I slid my hand across the bench seat, resting it against her leg.
" ... you opened yourself more in that moment, than your grandfather ever did," she said, finishing her thought.
Still, I didn't know what to say, so I continued to remain silent.
"Just so you know Michael, I've only been with two men in my life. And I realized..." she turned away again, staring out the window.
I moved my hand to her lap and covered her clinched hands with mine, squeezing gently.
" ... I realized that you love me more ... more deeply, more completely, than he ever did..."
I held her as she cried. Wilson rolled down the privacy divider to announce that we had arrived. I shook my head, trying to indicate that he should just keep driving. Thank goodness Wilson was very perceptive and kept going.
Finally, she sat up, drying her eyes. Then pulling down a visor, she studied herself in the mirror, before she began fixing her makeup. I just watched her, adoring this brave woman, as I shared all my love with her.
"I used to get upset when I had to be around them. The other women, I mean," she said. "But after what I experienced with you, Saturday, and again this morning, I don't think it will bother me anymore."
"I'm glad. I wouldn't want to do anything to hurt you, but I think I can safely say I'm not interested in being with either of them," I replied.
"Please, Michael. If you ever decide you want to be with either of them, please tell me. I don't know what I'll do, but I can't bear the thought of you deceiving me with them."
"Catherine, my Grandma Brown used call those 'pie crust' promises, easily made and easily broken. What I can tell you is that I have never kept anything from you. Even when I thought you were leaving me, I told you everything. And I will continue to do exactly that," I said with conviction.
"I know, Michael. I saw into your heart that day you scanned me with all your power. I'll never forget it, because, just for a moment, I thought I was looking at heaven," she told me.
I sat there quietly reveling in her love until Wilson lowered the privacy divider again, looking at me to see if it was all right to drop us off. I simply nodded at him. He smiled a big smile, as he thought about how glad he was that I was there for my grandmother. Wilson, I discovered, had a good heart too!
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