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Second Time Through - Book IIChapter 37: Amy's Dilemma free porn video
When I opened my eyes, I was lying in my berth. It was light outside, and my watch felt like it weighed two hundred pounds as I tried to lift it to see the time.
I felt odd. I remembered the strength flowing out of me as I was overwhelmed with despair from causing Hanna's pain. But I didn't understand what had happened to me.
"Welcome back," Anna told me.
"How long," I rasped.
"About thirty minutes," she said. "How do you feel?"
"Weak."
"Here. Drink this," she said. "Do you have any idea what happened, Michael?"
Before I could answer, I felt a familiar tingling run through my body, as the stateroom seemed to melt around us. The light was so bright I squeezed my eyes shut. When I felt my head stop spinning, I opened them to see that the girls and I were no longer on the train.
It was as if we were inside of a large egg. Everything was white and the surfaces all seemed rounded. Even the two dozen chairs, which appeared to be white leather, and were made such that you almost had to lie on them, instead of sitting. There was a small screen, resembling a touch pad, positioned conveniently beside each seat, and the seating was arranged in a circle surrounding us.
Catherine, Anna, Izzy, Adriana, Grace, Vickie, Nicky, Abby, Ileana, Jessica, Deedee, and Hanna all looked around in amazement. There was some surprise to see Debbie, Candy, Randi, Jennifer, Julie, Sandy, and Kalani were there as well. They all started talking at once, as they realized that while they were dressed as they had been before they arrived, their clothes were all white. It seemed to me to bring out their beauty as the bright colors of their hair, and even their eyes seemed to stand out more. My heart swelled with love as I gazed upon them. They continued to greet each other, and introduce everyone, until they all fell silent as the two girls approached.
The twin sisters came walking into our midst. They were dressed in strapless white garments that barely fell low enough on their legs to cover their more private areas, and they were without adornments or any visible methods known to me, to keep the dresses up...
"For those of you whom we have not met, my name is Narvenia. And this is my twin sister, Spiro."
"Be welcome," Spiro told us. "My sister and I had to learn your language for our project. However, we have not had the opportunity to practice it very often. So I hope we can still use it enough to communicate with you."
"Won't you be seated," Narvenia asked, waving her hand to the chairs.
"Is this heaven?" Candy blurted out eagerly, as we took our seats.
"Oh, no," laughed Narvenia. "This is what you would refer to as our learning room."
"Classroom," I corrected her English.
"Yes, classroom. This is where we meet to learn. We thought it fitting, as it is easily monitored and controlled," Narvenia said.
"Yeah!" laughed Spiro. "After what Michael did to us the last time, our parents want to watch us very closely, this time!"
"Michael? What did he do?" Abby asked.
"He kissed me," Spiro said. "He kissed Narvenia as well."
"Yes, and it concerned our parents greatly!" laughed Narvenia. "They restricted us."
"They grounded you because of a kiss?" I asked, disbelievingly.
"MICHAEL!" Catherine said, as she looked at me disapprovingly.
"Please do not chastise him, he did not know our customs," Narvenia told her.
"Yes. Michael was not to blame," Spiro added. "Besides, our teacher, who Michael calls the 'Old One', explained what had happened to our parents. While they were not happy, they allowed us to continue with our efforts to help your world."
"Still, Michael needs to learn to control his ... er, impulses," Catherine said, addressing her remarks mostly to me.
"You are called Catherine, are you not?" Narvenia asked her.
Catherine nodded her head slowly.
"And you were joined ... excuse me, married, to our first specimen?" Narvenia stated it as a question.
"Your first specimen?" Catherine echoed.
"He was called Greg," Spiro added.
"Yes, Greg was my husband. So, you're the ones responsible for his time travel?" Catherine asked.
"Yes. I'm afraid it would appear we did not select wisely, for while he had the capacity to love greatly, he was not willing to share his love," Narvenia said bluntly.
A huge sigh escaped Catherine's lips. "Yes, I'm afraid that is true."
"Catherine, the fault was not yours," Narvenia said consolingly. "My sister and I did not understand your culture very well, and were not familiar with your ways. We did not know that he would work so hard to hide the gifts we gave him."
"Excuse me, Ma'am," Ileana said. "Are you saying that the love we feel is not really Michael's? That it's something you made him do?"
"Oh, no!" Spiro replied quickly. "Please. You must all understand. The gifts we gave Michael were simply to help him express his love, and to share it better. We cannot change human hearts. We can only enhance what is already inside them. If we could have changed Michael's heart, then he wouldn't need any of you to help him deal with the great evil he will soon face."
"Excuse me," Hanna asked, holding up her hand as if in a press conference, as she waited to be acknowledged.
"Look!" Spiro said to her sister. "They signal their desire to ask questions just as we do!"
Narvenia smiled her acknowledgment to her sister then said, "Yes, Hanna?"
"I'm sorry, but I'm new here, and I don't understand what's going on. Where are we? And why are we here?" Hanna asked.
"Aaaah, the reason you are here," Narvenia said looking straight at Hanna. "As I said, you are now in our 'room of learning', on our world, in a dimension that is slightly different and much, much older than your own. You are here because my sister and I wanted to help you save your world. So we are going to share our learning with you."
"At least as much as we have been allowed and..." Spiro added, "you can absorb."
"But first there is an issue that we must address," Narvenia said, still looking at Hanna. "Each of you was chosen because of what is inside your hearts. We refer to it as your capacity to love. And you have each been given the choice of helping Michael. So I will ask you again, individually, do you still want to help Michael save your world, by opening your hearts to his love, and returning it with your own?"
Her solemn question evoked enthusiastic responses from each of them. However, I noticed that she skipped Hanna as they went around the room.
After they had all answered in the affirmative, Narvenia walked to where Hanna was seated and knelt there, taking the young girl's hand in her own.
"Hanna," she said softly, "while we do not understand the reasons behind your hesitation, we shall honor them. But we have looked into your heart, and have seen that it IS capable of great love. It's why you were chosen. It's why each of these other females was chosen. Each one of you has tremendous capacity to give of your love. Some of the greatest among your planet's inhabitants. And it seems that each of you was seeking that person, who could accept your love and return it equally.
"We know that you have sought that outlet, that person, for all of your time. Yet, so far, you have failed to find anyone that could even come close. Now, you have been given that opportunity. You have finally met someone who cannot only match your love, but exceed it, thereby helping yours to grow as well.
"Before I ask for your final answer, Hanna, I would like you to speak with the widow of our first specimen, and ask her what it is like, living life with such a great capacity to love, but without someone to return that love equally."
I suddenly felt him at my side.
"Come," the Old One said.
Anna was still seated beside my berth as I opened my eyes. But she was different. Her eyes sparkled and her smile brightened the already bright room. I quickly scanned her, but as I suspected, I could sense none of her memories of her time with the old ones. What I did note was her love seemed to be even greater. Stronger? I don't know. Maybe deeper? Again, I struggled to define the difference. Finally, I settled on brighter, for her love just seemed to shine through to me.
"I looked around and didn't see you there. Where did you go?" Anna asked.
"More training. The original Old One, Narvenia and Spiro's teacher, came for me as Narvenia was telling Hanna to talk to Catherine," I replied. "What happened with Hanna?"
"I don't know. She and Catherine and Adriana all disappeared about the same time as you did, and we never saw them again," Anna said. "Have you scanned the train? Are they back?"
I quickly scanned, but I could not sense any of the three emotional signatures. I did sense that the other girls were headed this way though. I told Anna what I had found. Or didn't find.
"Before they get here, I guess I should tell you some things," Anna said. "First, my sister wants you to contact her as soon as you can. I called them Sunday to tell them we were coming, but she would really like to hear from you."
"Okay. Contact Sandy. Check. Anything else?"
"Julie actually asked the sisters if they would send her back to the train, but they said they were not allowed to do that. So, Debbie is going to check with Sarah about bringing them all to the ranch tomorrow or Wednesday," Anna said. "And Kalani said that Mikeya had arrived safely. However, I could tell she was torn about wanting to come back sooner."
"I should probably contact her. I'm sure Mikeya really needs her on Tapato right now," I said.
"Michael, Narvenia said to tell you not to worry about hurting Hanna. You didn't cause her pain," Anna told me as she reached out to take my hand. "As for the rest, I think I'll let the others fill you in."
She added that last part with a wicked little grin.
"And don't you dare scan me Michael Wagner! You don't want to rob them of their fun, do you?" Anna added.
The other girls seemed to just spill into the room through the open doorway, laughing and giggling as they came.
"If you'll excuse me," Anna said as she stood and headed for the door. "Have fun! And call me if you require medical attention."
Izzy, Grace, Vickie, Nicky, Abby, Ileana, and Jessica crowded around the bed expectantly, as they giggled without saying anything. Finally, Grace asked, "How do you feel, Michael?"
"I feel fine. The old ones explained what had happened to all my energy and how to prevent it from happening again," I told them. "How did your visit go with Narvenia and Spiro?"
Well, that question opened the floodgates as they all began to answer, with first one then another providing detail upon detail. I can remember my wife, in my last life, had once spent forty-five minutes over supper, describing play-by-play, a twenty-two minute television show. That's what this reminded me of. And as they spread out on the furniture in the stateroom, they continued to describe every detail of their visit.
The gist of it was their explanation of how we could expand our love. According to what they explained, every time I shared my love with them, "Intimately!" Abby giggled, my love would grow a little. So the more I shared, and the more women I shared with, the more mine would grow. Every time that they returned that love, their love would grow a little as well. However, each time I opened my heart to one of them, and if they opened theirs in return, both of our abilities to love would grow even more. And if two of them were to open their hearts, to me and each other, and I were to do the same, then our abilities would expand exponentially, creating even greater power.
"So we're here to continue your experiment, Michael. We want to see just how much we can grow our love. And we want you to open your heart to all of us," Ileana explained.
"At the same time!" Abby added.
That's when I saw it. They had a plan. It was fairly simple, really. They had decided to push me to exercise my abilities, in order to help me grow stronger, by making love to me as much I could or would. And they would team up with as many girls as possible to help expand, not only my love, but theirs as well.
It appeared that I was going to be in for one hell of a wild ride for the next couple of weeks! The question was, could I survive? Kip likes to say that what doesn't kill you makes you stronger. At least this way, if it did kill me, I'd die a happy man.
"Uh, are we going to do this with our clothes on?" I asked.
"Silly, of course not!" Nicky said as she pulled her t-shirt over her head. The rest were starting to disrobe when there was a knock at the door, as Penny stuck her head in and looked.
"I hate to interrupt your ... ah ... fun! But Catherine needs Nicky and Grace," Penny said. "She's in Hanna's room."
"Oh-h-h, okay..." Grace sighed as she lowered the top she had been about to remove.
"I'm coming," Nicky said as she replaced the t-shirt that she had just removed.
While Grace and Nicky followed Penny out the door, I scanned and saw that Catherine and Hanna had indeed returned. But Adriana had still not come back from the other world yet. I also saw that there was a tremendous amount of drama coming from Hanna's room, so I passed on scanning them. I had sadly resigned myself to sending Hanna home when we reached Albuquerque tomorrow. I returned my attention to the five remaining girls.
"Michael, since Jessica, Ileana, and I have been with you recently, and Abby can't yet, we decided it would be best if you made love to Vickie, and we'll just help," Izzy explained. Vickie looked at me with expectant eyes. She had been noticeably quiet since they had walked in.
I don't know if it was because she was older, or because she was a natural organizer, but Izzy was fast becoming a leader among the group of girls.
I smiled as I held out my hand to Vickie. She ignored it though as she leapt at me, pushing me flat on my back as she climbed on top of me, smothering me with kisses. "It's been so long, Michael!" she exclaimed as she sat up momentarily to remove her top. She wasn't wearing a bra and her large breasts dangled invitingly in front of me. I gently closed my hands around as much of them as I could and held them as I admired them for a moment. She shivered as she watched my eyes take in the glorious sight, and then leaned forward until she felt them touch my face.
"Get those panties off, girl!" Izzy told her. "Time's a wastin'."
Vickie momentarily pulled herself to the side, balancing on one knee as she worked the frilly pink panties down the other leg, then immediately straddled me again.
In the meantime, Abby and Ileana had pulled my shorts off, leaving me naked beneath her.
"Love me, Michael," Vickie said with a low husky voice. "Let me feel your love inside me."
She dipped her head to kiss me passionately, then began to scoot down my body, searching for something to fill her deep desires.
I stopped wondering how this would work with so many girls and began to focus on Vickie, opening my heart to her and combining all my emotions as the old one had taught me this morning. He had shown me that I didn't have to push them or force them. If I just gathered my emotions, soon they would grow and expand to envelop her. I was amazed when I found out how much less effort this took and my love seemed to become so much more.
Izzy had stripped off her clothes and was kneeling beside us, stroking Vickie's head as she said, "I can feel it. It's amazing!" Jessica was on the other side and she touched Vickie's shoulder tentatively, saying, "You're right! I can feel his energy running through her!" They continued to experiment as they touched and caressed Vickie, while Ileana and Abby watched with rapt attention.
Finally, Jessica leaned forward and kissed Vickie on the lips. Vickie, who had been grinding her clit against the base of my cock, stopped moving for a moment as Jessica kissed her. The girls all watched as Vickie threw her arm around Jessica, pulling her closer and kissing her back passionately. When they broke their deep kiss, Vickie said, "I love you, too!" as she began to move her pelvis on Little Mike once again.
Izzy decided she wanted to try some of that and turned Vickie to face her as she held Vickie's face with both hands and kissed the young girl tenderly. Vickie just moaned into Izzy's mouth as she continued small movements on my cock. I began to pour out my love to Jessica and Izzy as I fondled a breast from each of them. Izzy didn't let up until I moved my hand to her pussy, covering it with my fingers and moving them slowly, squeezing her labia and clit between them as I moved up and down the delicate valley. Jessica lowered her mouth to one of Vickie's large mammaries and began to suckle her nipple as she squeezed the breast with both hands.
Vickie let out a moan and Abby, unable to contain herself, jumped on the bed and straddled me behind Vickie, hugging her and kissing the base of her neck and ears.
We continued like that as I let the love I felt for them just continue to build, like a big ball of energy that surrounded all of them. Suddenly, Vickie stiffened her body, stopping her movements as the shudder began in her toes and climbed slowly through her whole body.
"Oh god-d-d-d!" she screamed and slumped sideways, towards Izzy, who continued to kiss her and caress her body tenderly. It was one of those moments that could have been terribly awkward, but as it evolved, it was beautiful as the girls continued to give her their love.
"C'mere," I said as I pulled Abby towards me. She didn't understand, and I could feel Ileana tense, until I positioned Abby with a knee next to each of my ears.
"But I can't kiss you," she whined.
"But he can kiss you!" Ileana told her as I lifted my lips to lick the virgin ones between her legs.
"Oh!" she cried. "Oh, oh, oh-h-h-h!" as my tongue passed over her clit. Abby had only a slight covering of down-like hair on her twat, and it was so fine it tickled my lips as I grazed it lightly. I giggled and she opened her eyes to look at me.
"Don't laugh! I know it looks like a little girl's pussy. Oh, I'm so embarrassed!" she cried.
It was Jessica who giggled next as she said, "Abby, honey. Don't you realize that most girls would kill to have a beaver like that?"
"Really?" Abby asked.
"Don't ask me. Just reach your hand back here and see what you're doing to him!" Jessica told her. She had been fondling my cock as I began eating Abby, and now Abby's small hand joined hers on a very stiff Little Mike.
Izzy, who was lying on her side, holding Vickie, reached over Vickie with her hand to join the others on Little Mike as she told her, "Honey? Don't you know that a bald pussy just drives most men wild?"
I felt Ileana straddle my knees, her hand joining in the stimulation of my cock. As I continued to lick Abby's fresh young pussy, Ileana let go of me and reached around Abby with both hands, squeezing her small breasts and pulling on her nipples.
Abby was a screamer who began with a series of Oo-oo-oo's, before letting loose with a longer string of Ah-h-h-h's. Jessica was lightly stroking her back saying, "That's right, baby. Let it come." Then Vickie sat up, took one of Abby's breasts, and bit her nipple.
"Ohmy ... ohmy ... Ohmygod!" Abby cried out as she pulled her overstimulated pussy from my mouth, flinging her body towards Vickie and Izzy. She lay where she had fallen, in the mass of girls on that side, holding her hands over her now supersensitive clit. Her mind was reeling as she tried to assimilate all the sensory input from her first real climax with someone else.
As Abby abandoned me, Jessica seized the opportunity to mount Little Mike and was off to the races. Izzy climbed over Vickie and Abby and began to kiss the young architect as she bucked wildly on me. This is one of the few positions we DIDN'T do earlier this morning, but the pace was every bit as frantic.
"Open your heart to him, Jess!" Izzy told her. "Feel his love for you? Give it to him, baby. Let him feel your love!"
Jessica actually slowed down as she began the difficult process of giving in. Of opening a heart that she had long protected. Immediately Ileana responded, opening her heart to Jessica, as Izzy joined in as well. Soon I began to feel Jessica's love. Tentatively at first, it just kept building as the other two just kept pouring more and more of their love into her, until suddenly, like a dam that gives way to the swollen river, her love came pouring out of her heart.
Unfortunately, after all the other stimulation, when I felt Jessica's love pouring out, I couldn't take any more. I lurched my body, lifting her so high she slid off as I spurted my cum everywhere. Without a doubt, it was the most powerful orgasm I had ever experienced.
"I've NEVER felt like that!" Jessica cried. "Oh Michael, I do love you!" she said as she realized what had happened. She also became aware that she was hugging an almost comatose man. Izzy laughed as she said, "Looks like Michael can't handle five horny women. I'll bet you he can't handle his liquor, either!" They all laughed as they chattered lightly across me, mostly about how sticky they were.
"C'mon," Izzy told Ileana and Jessica. "I'll bet Jessica's got a bigger shower than we do!"
As I saw what was on their minds, Little Mike began urging me desperately to join them. But I knew I would enjoy getting all the horny details from Ileana later, so I stayed where I was.
After they left, I looked at Abby, who was sound asleep in Vickie's arms. Vickie put her finger to her lips in a sign for me to be quiet, so I eased out of the berth and gently pulled the sheet over them before stepping into the shower again. I used the time alone in the shower to contact Kalani, telling her not to worry and to just do what she had to do. I meant, of course, her duties as queen.
"You're right Michael. I'll meet you at the ranch as soon as I can!" she told me, and with that, the connection was broken as she went to do what she had to do to get ready. I thought about contacting her again, to tell her that's not what I meant. But I really did miss her, so I let it go. "I'll take her back to Tapato after the state dinner," I told myself.
Vickie and Abby were both asleep as I emerged from the bathroom. I marveled at how refreshed I felt, and realized that I still felt the power of their love running through me. I took my time getting dressed as I put on my cutoffs and debated over which t-shirt to wear. Finally, I eased the door shut as I headed to find some lunch.
Kip, Penny, and Karla were sitting in the booth closest to the galley, cleaning their weapons as they talked. Amy was sitting all alone in a booth further away. She looked at me forlornly, so I slid in across from her.
Karla had seen me and looked her question at me.
"Please! I'm starved!" I thought to her.
"Coming right up!" was her reply.
I turned to look across the table at Amy.
"Good morning, beautiful!" I told her.
"It's afternoon, Michael," she replied somewhat sourly.
When I just looked at her, she said, "I'm sorry. I'm just outa sorts today."
"Wanna tell me about it? Or is it too personal?" I asked.
"Personal? Yeah, I guess it is," she replied with a sigh, "It's just that I could feel you all just now. At least I could feel them. And I got jealous, at first, then I just became sad."
"Sad?" I asked. I had scanned her, so I thought I knew what she was feeling, but I wasn't sure I understood. Despite all the powers and training they had given me, none of it helped me understand women any better.
"I don't know why I'm even talking to you," she snapped. "You're just a guy!"
Amy moved to get up so I placed my hand on hers. "Please. You know that I've been around a long time. And I have a pretty good ear for listening," I told her trying to sound as supportive as I could. "And I have scanned you, so I think I know what you're feeling. Please stay and talk to me. Okay?"
She sat back in her seat as she looked at me. "You saw?" You really saw what I'm feeling? And it doesn't bother you?" she asked.
"Amy, I felt what you're feeling. I'm an empath, remember? But until you just spoke, I wasn't sure what it meant. Now, I've got a pretty good idea."
"Izzy?" I quickly thought. "Can you come to the Dining Car? I think I may need your help with something."
"Is it a legal issue? If it is, it can keep, can't it?" she answered, reluctant to interrupt whatever she was doing.
I simply replayed what I had felt from Amy.
"I'll be right there!" she replied. I left her connected as she dressed.
"What am I going to do?" Amy had asked while I was talking to Izzy.
"Amy, what you're feeling is natural." I told her. "It may not yet be considered normal, but science will soon discover that it is not a disease, or a deformity. Sexual preference is all about choice. There is no rule that everyone has to have the same preference. And as you know, there is no rule that says you have to prefer me over Vickie."
"You DO KNOW!" Amy said in horror. "Oh. No!"
"Stop it, Amy! Listen to me," I told her sternly. "I know that you are feeling conflicted. I know that you have recently discovered that you are attracted to girls, and feel that it is wrong. Well, it's not wrong!"
Amy bowed her head in embarrassment, but I continued. I could tell she was hanging on every word.
"In the future, what you are feeling will be much more acceptable. There will be celebrities and famous athletes, both male and female who will announce and talk about their feelings. The same exact feelings that you are having within you right now. There will be people from all walks of life, and they won't be looked down upon, or thought evil, except by those of much lesser education, or from lack of information," I told her.
"Why? Why are you telling me this?" Amy cried softly.
"Because," I told her gently as I took her hands in mine. "I am from that future, and your feelings are not nearly as strange to me, as ... seeing people smoke cigarettes in restaurants."
"Huh?"
"Sorry. I forgot. You don't know that smoking inside, in restaurants, on airplanes, in office buildings, anywhere people work or eat or play as a group, is banned," I explained.
"Really?"
"Yeah. And everyone, from small children to senior citizens carry a small device, no bigger than a woman's compact in some cases, that serves as an instant camera, and a telephone, and a computer, and a million other uses. And I'm telling you that our world as we know it today, in 1971, will change. Even more than it's changed in the last hundred years. Fifty years ago, women finally got the right to vote. In forty more years, they will become the majority of college graduates. They'll own companies, and head large corporations. And no one will think twice about whether they prefer a woman as a companion, instead of a man. In some states, they will even be allowed to be legally married.
"Please Amy. You must believe what I say. I ... Don't ... Care." I told her emphatically. "I don't care if you prefer the company of women over men. There is nothing wrong with that, or with you. I love you for who you are. I am attracted to the young lady you are, and the leader and administrator you are becoming. I don't care if you prefer Vickie, Nicky, or any of the others instead of me. I only care that you never shut me out of your life."
"It's really not sick or perverted?" Amy asked through her reddened eyes.
"The choice of a sexual partner, or even a lifelong partner, is exactly that. A choice. The feelings you have for Vickie or Nicky are as natural and perfectly normal as auburn hair, or hazel eyes, or perfectly formed thirty-two 'C' cup breasts," I teased.
"Michael's correct, Amy," Izzy told her as she slid in the booth next to me. Karla was right behind her with my lunch, and after asking the other two if they wanted anything, she left.
"See, Izzy agrees. Thirty-two C's are perfect!" I told Amy, smiling. "Especially if you have auburn hair and hazel eyes."
"Ah, that's not exactly what I meant," Izzy said.
"Yeah, I know," I told them. "But I want Amy to know that I'm going to tease her, just like I do everyone else, because her sexual preference makes absolutely no difference to me. In fact, I may tease her more, just like I would if she were really pretty!"
"MICHAEL! You're horrible!" Amy reacted as she slapped me on the arm. Hard!
But she was smiling, and I could sense a small amount of relief. I knew that if she truly preferred women, I would still love her, protect her, and care for her. But I decided that I needed to find some other ways to support her. And to remind her that I still loved her.
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