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Wednesday, June 9, 1971
I looked at my watch, it was just after midnight. We were moving, but I had no idea how long we had been moving. Or where we were.
I remembered crashing on my bed, still fully dressed, when we arrived back onboard the Rowena from our visit to the State Department. I was undressed now, and under the covers.
I scanned to check on everyone. Penny was in her room, asleep. Kip and Karla were in the Dining Car, talking. Nicky, Amy, Vickie, and Ileana were all asleep. Adriana was in the room next to Vickie, writing in a notebook, and Mikeya was in her cabin, getting ready for bed.
"Good morning, beautiful," I thought to Mikeya.
"So you're awake?" she thought back, "I never realized what a dead weight you are when you're asleep. It took all of us, just to get you undressed."
"Oh! So that's how I ended up naked," I thought. "I must have been really tired, not to know that four beautiful girls were removing my clothes and fondling me."
"Six. Amy and Adriana helped," Mikeya quipped.
"Helped undress me, or helped fondle me?" I teased her.
"BOTH!" Mikeya shot back.
"Touché!" I thought. "When will I ever learn not to verbally spar with the opposite sex. I never win!"
"You're learning. There's hope for you yet!" she said, laughing.
"You have got to be exhausted!" I thought back to Mikeya.
"Yeah. There is just so much to do now. Have you talked to mother since you woke up?" she asked.
"No. Not yet. But I see she's up," I replied "What's going on?"
Kalani was in her cabin, next to mine, packing.
"She's flying back to Tapato today," Mikeya informed me. "She had Penny arrange to stop in Atlanta, so she could get a flight to Los Angeles. She says she needs to be there to get everything ready. The American diplomatic mission is due next month, and we have to get ready for them."
"Oh!" was all I could say.
"I really feel like I need to go with her, but she said I should stay here, and enjoy myself, because I will never have the chance again," Mikeya told me.
"I know you feel like you should go, but I'm glad you are staying," I told her sincerely.
"Well, if I can confirm that I'm pregnant by the State Dinner, I'll probably return with her then. I feel guilty not being there to ... how does it go ... pull my pounds?"
"I think you mean 'pull my weight'. It means to do your part of the work," I corrected her with a gentle laugh.
"Just wait until we see how you do learning my language," she said feistily.
"I'm sure I'll never master it the way you have mastered English. Will you allow our daughters to learn English as well?" I asked.
"I'll have to check with their father..." she teased. Then added, "OF COURSE they'll learn English! How else will they be able to understand when their father speaks to them?"
I watched as she became all 'warmuddly' inside as she thought of the children. Warmuddly is what I called it when she becomes all warm and cuddly, but on the inside. I also detected some faint stirrings of her nesting instinct.
I could feel her love for me, so I decided to try an experiment. I focused on Mikeya with all my being, but it was no use. Then I had an idea.
"Adriana?" I said to her. "Are you awake?"
"Michael? You're awake? It's the middle of the night," Adriana replied, surprised.
"I know. I'm sorry to bother you, but can I borrow your mind for a moment?" I asked.
"My mind?"
"I need you to think about me for a moment. Kindly," I told her. "It's an experiment, and I need to feel your emotions about me."
"Ah ... okay. What should I think about you?" she asked.
I couldn't tell her to love me, our relationship had not gotten to that point yet. But I needed to feel what she felt for me, even if we hadn't discussed it, yet.
"Adriana, think about what you felt at the State Department, was it really that pure?" I asked. I hoped the question would start her along the same path, mentally, as before.
"Well ... I've never seen anything quite like it. It was as if your whole being were wrapped up and put under my Christmas tree, and I open it up to find the greatest gift in the world..." she continued, but I had begun to feel the surge in my power, just like yesterday. So I focused on Mikeya while Adriana kept thinking about what she had experienced.
With Adriana's feelings stoking my power, I was able to detect two tiny life forms, growing inside Mikeya's womb. I was both amazed and ecstatic, to see the tiny heartbeats. As I thought of them, drawing on Mikeya's and Adriana's love, they came slowly into focus.
I tapped Mikeya's mental shoulder and said, "Look. Can you see them?"
She screamed.
"IT'S THEM! IT'S TRUE! I can feel them!"
Of course, Adriana, who was still connected, saw them as well.
"Aie-ee-aie! I can feel them. Ohmygod! Mikeya, Ohmygod!" Adriana was squealing.
"What's wrong, Michael?" Kalani and Ileana asked at the same time.
"Oh Mommy! Can you feel them? It our babies! Ilie, can you..." Mikeya cried. I'm pretty sure this was the first time I had ever heard Mikeya refer to her mother as 'Mommy' and I know that I had never heard her call her sister 'Ilie'.
Within moments, a very sleepy Nicky joined in, as Mikeya began explaining what they were seeing. Of course, Nicky had to go to the cabin next to hers and wake Vickie.
I noticed that as the girls joined the connection, and realized that they were feeling two brand new lives, their emotions of love and compassion became greater. And as they became greater, so did my emotional signature. I was beginning to think about what this could mean, when I felt Catherine.
"Michael? You are going to have to find a way to control that!" Catherine exclaimed. But then, her natural curiosity kicked in. "Where are you? And who are you with?"
"Mrs. Wagner! Can you feel them?" Mikeya exclaimed. "The twins? Can you?"
"Michael! What are you doing?" she asked in alarm.
"They're your great-granddaughters, Catherine," I said softly.
It wasn't long before my cousins, who were still at Seven Oaks, and Anna, who was in her bed in her apartment in DC, were awakened, and joined in the connection. As they all shared in the wonder of new life, it suddenly occurred to me, that I had just answered the age old question of when life begins.
The girls were doing that 'thing' now, big time. Where they all talked at once and could understand and answer each other. I was lost. Even though I could pick out my name when they said it, I had no idea what they were saying to me, or even who said it. So I just lay on my bed, and basked in the plethora of warm emotions, feeling my strength growing as they shared their love and fascination with what they were seeing.
"Michael?" said a voice I hadn't heard in a while.
"Sandy?"
"Oh, Michael. It is you! I'm not going crazy!" she said, with genuine relief. "Are you here? At the ranch?"
"Hello Sweetheart," I said. "And no, I'm somewhere between Washington DC, and Atlanta, Georgia. But I'm not certain where, exactly."
"But I can feel you! Like you were near me. I don't understand," Sandy said.
"I'm not sure what's happening, but I'll explain what I know when I see you next week," I told her.
Anna became aware of my connection with Sandy at that point, and showed her what they were all excited about. Pretty soon, she was lost in the mass of feminine feelings.
Finally, I felt the excitement begin to diminish, but the feelings of love and admiration were as strong as ever. The girls all bid each other good night, until finally, it was just Kalani, Mikeya, and me.
"Thank you, Michael. You have no idea what a relief it is to know, I mean really know, that I'm pregnant. And that it's twins. Are they all right? Are they healthy, I mean?" Mikeya asked.
"I don't know. You saw and felt everything I could see and feel," I told her.
Mikeya was silent for a long time, lost in the feelings.
"I have to go now, darling," Kalani told her.
"I could go with you. Back to Tapato," Mikeya offered.
"No, you stay here and enjoy yourself," Kalani thought to her daughter. "Trust me, you may never have another opportunity like this to travel and see America by day. And sleep, each night, in the arms of a truly good man. Goodnight, my little mother-to-be. I'll see you in two weeks."
"Goodnight, Mother. I love you. Safe travels," Mikeya said as I cut the connection, leaving her to bask in the love she had experienced tonight, and dream of being a mom.
"Your Majesty," I thought.
"Cut that out! I'm not in the mood," she snapped.
I immediately scanned her deeper.
"So. You're really leaving?" I asked, with sadness.
"Yes Michael. I don't want to, but there is simply too much to do and not enough time," she said.
I was silent.
"Say something, Michael," she said. "I cannot read people like you do."
"We need to talk," I said.
"I suppose so," she thought. "I'll be right there."
There was a soft knock, and the door opened slightly.
"May I come in?" she asked.
"Of course," I replied, sitting up and putting my feet on the floor. I still had on my boxers, I noted.
She stepped across the room and sat down beside me on the bed. But she said nothing, looking at the floor and not me.
"Okay. Spill it. You know I can't read you when you go native," I said, smiling.
"I should start by thanking you. The gift you gave our small nation today, is one of the greatest in our country's history. The people of Tapato have much work ahead of us as we prepare for this. We'll have new markets for our crops, and our pearls. In addition, the new air base will bring employment and improved infrastructure, with more schools and hospitals. And for the first time, real government with the capability of helping the people," Kalani explained.
"I also owe you thanks as a mother, for the wonderful things you are doing for Mikeya and Ileana. I guess, I owe you thanks as a grandmother also. Though I hardly feel old enough to be one. Where does the time go? It seems like yesterday that I was excited about finding out I was pregnant with Mikeya."
I saw her looking out from the balcony of a villa, with fields of crops, stretching as far as the eye could see. She lingered in the memory, as she stood there with her hand gently on her abdomen. I knew she was remembering, so I didn't intrude.
Finally, she said, "I do not know what led us to you, Michael. But after what I experienced tonight, I'm sure it was the work of the gods, for I can scarcely remember a time, when my family and my people have been so blessed," she said.
"Okay, you've covered the queen and mother stuff. Now tell me about Kalani," I said.
"There's not much to tell," she replied with a sigh.
Why was she doing this? I actually became a little angry at her evasive response. So I challenged her, pulling rank on her for the first time.
"So you choose to tell lies to the Pele Solakanali? After all I've done for your daughters and your people," I asked abruptly.
Kalani sat bolt upright, her spine straight, her eyes wide in terror as she realized what she had done. Quickly she went to a knee in front of me, her head bent in supplication.
"Please forgive the foolishness of one you have chosen to bless, Pele Solakanali. I am sorry, for I have fallen in love with Prince Michael, and for the first time in my life, I find myself dreading to return to Tapato. Alone. Even with all you have given me."
It was interesting that she had referred to Prince Michael, as a different person, while addressing me as the Pele Solakanali. I raised her chin gently to look into her eyes.
"Do not the gods also give the gift of love?" I asked.
"Yes, but..." she started.
"But what?" I asked.
"The gifts. They seem ... contradictory to each other. You give my people the opportunity to have better lives, with peace, and prosperity. Yet you give my heart love for someone I cannot remain with," she said sadly.
I could tell, this time, that it was about to happen. I felt the sensation, not really a tingle, more like a vibration. I realized that I was about to be used to deliver a message.
"You have served my people all your life, Kalani. For this the gods are pleased. You are about to help them learn to become more independent, to learn to govern themselves. For this the gods are also pleased. So, this night we give to you, that you may know the love that awaits you. Have patience, our daughter, for your time of this service, draws to a close. Your daughter will assume the mantle of authority on your islands, soon. Do what you must, to make your nation secure and prosperous for daughter and granddaughters to follow. For we have an even greater task for you."
"Yes, oh Pele Solakanali," Kalani replied.
Rising, she looked at me before saying softly, "I'll be right back."
I remained still, unwilling to try to speak. I hadn't actually said the words that had just come from my mouth. I recognized that they were from whoever was directing this pageant called my second life. And as before, they left more questions unanswered. What was this task for Kalani? Did it involve me, and my unclear mission. I could only wait and see.
I was coming out of the bathroom, when Kalani returned. I was naked, intending to put on a clean pair of boxers after my shower. But when she saw me, she stopped and stood looking, a silent appraisal, as if measuring me for whatever she had in mind for this night that the gods promised her.
Then, untying her robe, she let it slide slowly from her shoulders, to pool at her feet. She posed there, in the heart-stopper from the lingerie shopping trip. A tremendously sexy leather and blue brocade strapless corset with a front busk and matching bikini panties, cut high on her leg. It was strapless, presenting her large breasts like an offering, on formed underwired supports. Her prominent nipples were stiff, and pointed to me as the recipient of this delightful repast.
"Do you like it?" she asked. "You bought it for me. And you are the only man who will ever see me in it," she proclaimed.
"You know I do," I replied. "You only have to look at me to see that I do." For indeed, Little Mike had risen in salute to this royal treasure.
I began scanning her, to see what she wanted. Then, taking a step back, I sat down on the edge of the bed, bringing my face almost level with her succulent twin offerings. Her boobs jiggled in the formed half-cups as she stepped forward, presenting them for my inspection.
Without touching her with my hands, I leaned forward and began kissing the very tips of her elongated nipples. First the left one, and then the right. Then I moved to gently bathing her areolas with my tongue. I could sense the shivers run through her, as this was a very sensitive area for her. And I could feel her desire for me to suck them into my mouth, but I resisted, and continued to bathe the sides and tops with my tongue.
Kalani moaned her pleasure as I finally ran my tongue up the deep valley between the large mammaries. Kissing my way back to the tips of her nipples, and then licking up her cleavage again.
As I kissed my way back down again, she placed both of her hands behind my head and guided my lips to her nipples, aching to be suckled. This time, I complied, sucking the stiff nipple between my lips and lashing it with my tongue. I alternated nipples, sucking deeper and harder, as her hands pulled me tighter to her.
Pulling back, I had her kneel before me, then using my hand, I moved my stiff cock slowly over her lips, teasing her, until she began to kiss it, then to lick my erection from bottom to top, before she finally took my throbbing member into her mouth.
Looking up at me, with the head of my cock trapped between those succulent lips, she smiled. Then let it slip out with a pop.
"Not yet, my Prince. You are my gift from the gods, at least for tonight. And I have other plans for how you may serve me tonight," the Queen purred.
"Your wish is my command," I replied, my eyes never leaving hers.
Still reading her desires, I positioned her on her back with her hips at the edge of the bed, her legs on my arms. Lowering my face between her spread legs, I started once more with small kisses as I began my journey through her private kingdom, licking and sucking as she had foreseen. She tensed as a small orgasm caused her to shiver, so I relented, looking up her marvelous body, past her twin peaks of delight, to her shimmering eyes.
"Your wish... ?" I asked softly.
"Fuck me, Michael! Fuck me like there is no tomorrow. Because for us, now is all we have," she cried, pulling me to her and locking her legs around me as I slipped my hardness into her.
We fucked. Fast and furious, as hard as I could, until I could not hold back any longer, spewing my princely seed into the depths of her royal chamber. Then she held me, tightly to her breast.
There were no words. Just the extreme emotions of joy and sorrow, intertwined in the moments.
Later, still without words passing between us, we joined together again. This time, we made love. I didn't read her, doing the opposite instead. Feeding her the love that I felt inside of me, completely, and without holding anything back. If she was going away, I wanted her to remember only that I loved her with all my heart.
When I woke up this time, it was light outside. Kalani was no longer there, and we were stopped. Looking out the window, I couldn't see anything I recognized. We were in a rail yard, probably Atlanta.
Kalani was in her room, finishing up on the packing I had interrupted last night. I threw on some jeans and a t-shirt, rinsed my face, and ran a brush through my hair. Then stepped quickly across the short space between our doors.
"It's open," she said when I knocked.
"Good morning, Michael. Kip made arrangements to drop me here in Atlanta, so I can fly home. I'm sorry for the inconvenience this caused, but I just couldn't bear to wake you, and I didn't want to leave without telling you goodbye," she explained as she continued to throw her things in a carry-on. Her suitcase was already packed and by the door.
"It's no inconvenience," I replied automatically. It had hit me that she was really leaving and the sadness was filling my heart.
"I wouldn't be so sure," Kalani said. "Kip said the next southbound to New Orleans, is not until late tonight."
"You could never be an inconvenience, Kalani. Even if we had to wait for weeks!" I declared.
"I'll miss you the most, Scarecrow," she said paraphrasing the line from 'The Wizard of Oz'.
I held out my upturned hand with the small box sitting in my palm.
"I have you a little something so you don't forget me. Or how much I love you," I told her.
Kalani looked from the box to me and back at the box as I opened it and pulled out a wedding set similar to Mikeya's and Ileana's.
"Forgive me for not knowing your customs, but it is my custom to give the women I love a symbol of that love," I told her as I slipped the two rings on the third finger of her left hand.
She admired it briefly, then looked at me.
"It's beautiful, Michael," she said softly.
"Here," I said holding up another jewelry case. This one was long and thin.
She looked at me questioningly.
"It's a necklace, so you can wear the rings around your neck, if you can't wear them on your hand. Like I said, I wasn't sure of your customs, concerning the queen wearing rings," I explained.
"How thoughtful," she replied taking the case and slipping it into her carry-on bag. Then she pulled me into her arms and kissed me with all her love.
I returned the love, and the kiss.
We just stood there, like two teenagers, not sure what to say next.
"C'mon. I'll carry your bag," I told her.
We started across the tracks to the yard office, to call a cab.
As we waited for the cab to arrive, Kalani talked. She started with all the changes coming to Tapato, then it was all about Mikeya, before describing how she had seen Ileana mature in the last few weeks.
Finally, she ran out of words, and so we just looked at each other. It's hard to say whose heart was hurting worst.
"Are you aware of it, when they speak through you like that?" she asked, changing the subject.
"I didn't know they were going to do it, but I heard the words I said. They weren't my words," I answered.
"They gave me last night, and they promised me you. That is the greatest gift, Michael," Kalani said to me. "I will finish doing my duty, and make my country ready for Mikeya. And then, when the time comes, I'll come to you, wherever you are."
"I'll be waiting," I told her as I held her to me. "I'll be waiting..."
Kip was leaning casually against the wall of the rail yard office as I came out, but I knew his eyes were constantly scanning for any signs of danger.
"I wish you wouldn't just leave like that, boss," he said as I walked out.
I had cut through the office to reach the street where the taxi was waiting. Kalani was now on her way to the newly named Hartsfield Atlanta Airport for the long journey back to Tapato. I was sad that she had to leave, but I understood the pressure she felt.
"Sorry, Kip," I replied.
"It's okay. It actually feels good to get out," he said.
His words gave me an idea.
"What time are we scheduled to be picked up for New Orleans?"
"They've got us scheduled on a Southern, somewhere around 10:00 p.m. The railroad is postponing all traffic across the lake, due to maintenance during the daylight hours the whole week," Kip explained.
"So we've got basically twelve hours to kill?" I asked for clarification.
"Looks that way," Kip replied.
"And we're in Atlanta?" I asked.
"Yeah..." Kip was not sure where my line of questioning was headed.
"Great! How would you go about getting seven teenagers and two adults somewhere?"
"Depends on where," Kip replied, more wary now than before.
"I'm not sure exactly where we are in Atlanta, but on the west side of town, just outside the perimeter, is a place called 'Six Flags Over Georgia'. I have it on good authority that it's an excellent place for teens to kill some time."
It took us a few minutes to work out the transportation, but we ended up renting one of the railroad's passenger vans for the day.
The girls were thrilled; and since someone had to stay with the train, Penny volunteered.
"After everything that happened yesterday, a little peaceful guard duty would be nice," she told us.
So, I took the Princesses, my staff, and my twin sister, to Six Flags.
Six Flags Over Georgia opened on the outskirts of Atlanta, Georgia in 1967. It was the second Six Flags park built and owned by Angus G. Wynne Jr, who opened the very first Six Flags park out in Texas, in 1961. Karla and I discussed which six country's flags the park was named for, on the way out to the park. Even though I had visited the park several times in my last life, I couldn't remember. So we both took some wild guesses.
The girls were sleepy as we made our way west on the new Interstate 20. When finished, I-20 would go all the way to Pecos, Texas, before merging with I-10 to California. The girls all began to really wake up as we pulled into the massive parking lot that took up a large part of the three thousand acre site.
Nicky grabbed my arm as we started the long hike to the admissions gate from our parking spot. However, we got lucky when a gas powered tram stopped to pick up some guests as we walked by, so we hopped on board the open car.
"You know, they could use something like this out at the ranch, to get guests from the Reception area to the Dining Hall," Vickie said.
"Vickie, that might be a good idea. Let's talk to Sandy and Jaye when we get out there next week," I suggested.
Of course, Adriana and Amy wanted to know what ranch we were talking about.
I was fumbling for a way to answer when Nicky said simply, "Twin Springs is a clothing optional ranch out in Colorado that we visit."
Talk about putting the match to the gasoline. Adriana and Amy stared at us for a moment before the questions started pouring out. Kip had to remind them that we were surrounded by other guests, suggesting we discuss it when we returned to the train.
"Okay, I'll wait. But you still haven't told me about the other two women, either," Adriana thought to me.
"Other two women?" Nicky asked.
"Yeah. He told me that there were eleven women that were ... er ... special to him," Adriana said. "Randi, Vickie, Kalani, Ileana, Jennifer, Julie, Debbie, Anna, and Candy. That's nine. He hasn't told me about the other two yet. He also said he would tell me about his grandmother."
"He told you about me?" Ileana asked. "What did the ogre say about me?"
"Did he say anything about me?" Mikeya asked her.
"Oh yeah. He is so excited about the babies. I'm surprised that he hasn't already picked out their names," Adriana thought.
Mikeya just looked at her.
"I'm sorry, Adriana, she didn't hear you. Here, let me connect you with her," Vickie said.
Vickie did, with Adriana repeating what she had said. Then she and Mikeya began a discussion on babies and being pregnant.
"What did you tell her about me?" Ileana asked me again.
The tram rolled to a stop at the entrance to the Six Flags Amusement Park.
"Saved by the bell!" I thought.
"You're not getting off that easy, buster," Ileana said, as she grabbed my arm.
"Don't worry, I have an excellent memory," Adriana thought to Ileana as they both giggled.
It looked like the park was crowded today, even though the admission was a whopping $4.50 a head. And this was on top of the $1.00 to park the van. One of the concepts Angus Wynne pioneered, was the one price admission. Your admission covered all the rides, as many times as you wanted to ride them. Even Disney World, which wouldn't open until later this fall, had their infamous e-ticket system and wouldn't adopt the one price admission for many years.
After we cleared the gate and grabbed a map of the park, we began the age-old discussion of where to go first. I was delighted to find one of my favorite roller coasters, the Dahlonega Mine Train, was still operating. Well actually, it was only four years old again. It was named after the mining town of Dahlonega, Georgia, which was home to the first gold rush in the United States, in 1828. So I steered our group in that direction.
On the way, everyone agreed that we had to try the Okefenokee Swamp ride. Named for the famous swamp in south Georgia. I knew that it would later be re-themed to Monster Plantation. I had fun teasing Adriana over her inability to pronounce 'Okefenokee' correctly.
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