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Second Time Through - Book IIChapter 41: The Final Test free porn video
As the five new figures appeared in the center of the classroom, I heard Grace gasp in surprise.
"Natalie?" she cried, rising from her seat.
"Grace?" Natalie replied as she looked around the strange room. "What's going on?"
"All will be explained, Miss Richards," said Narvenia as she held up her hand to stop Grace from running to Natalie.
Spiro turned to the other four figures beside Natalie. "Welcome to our classroom, Your Majesty," Spiro said, bowing slightly as she addressed Kalani by her title. Then turned to the next one.
"You are Eve?" Spiro asked. I realized then that there must be others, unseen, watching what the sisters were doing, because I was sure that Spiro and Narvenia already knew who everyone was.
Eve nodded as her eyes scanned the rest of the group. She didn't relax until her eyes met mine. Then she smiled really big. "It's Michael," she said to her sister.
"And you are Eve's twin sister, Rose, correct?" Spiro asked the girl beside Eve.
Rose just nodded as she looked at me in awe. "I KNEW IT! He is a god!" she was thinking.
"And you must be Rose and Eve's mother, Dawn?" Spiro said to the woman standing between the sisters. Dawn's face remained a blank as she nodded. She, too, glanced around, pulling Eve and Rose closer to her, protectively, as she stared at me.
"And you are Grace's twin sister, Natalie? Correct?" Spiro asked one last time as she verified identities.
"Uh ... yeah. Where am I?" Natalie asked.
"Welcome to our classroom. My name is Spiro, and this is my sister, Narvenia."
"And this is our teacher," Narvenia said, indicating the Old One beside me. "He is called Radapel, which translates to 'Teacher' or 'Master' in your language."
I turned and looked at him. In all the time we had spent together, he had never told me what to call him. "Come to think of it, I don't think I ever asked," I thought.
As he looked at me, a slight smile creased his lips, then to Narvenia and Spiro he said, "Continue. Time grows short."
Spiro looked to me. "Michael?" she asked, indicating I join her in the center of the circled chairs.
I walked down the slight incline, past the circle of white seats to join Natalie, Kalani, Rose, Eve, and Dawn. I quickly hugged Rose, Eve, Kalani, and then Natalie, before turning to face Dawn. I scanned and saw that she had hid her love for me from her daughters, and was scared now. Scared of hurting them by announcing that she, too, was in love with me.
I was a little mystified. I could see why Rose and Eve might have been chosen. There was an old prophesy among their people, the Omugi, that foretold of a visitor, sent by the sun god to save the world. And according to the ancient prophesy, the daughter of the chief would be given to the Waharahi when he came. As both tribute, and to help in saving their world. So the fact that Rose and Eve were here fit the ancient foretelling. But Dawn? I wasn't sure I understood.
"My name is Spiro, and this," she said indicating the other girl, "is my sister Narvenia."
"Welcome to our world," Narvenia told the new arrivals.
"We are from another time and space," Spiro continued. "I think that you commonly refer to it as another dimension. You were brought here because we have become aware that your world faces a grave danger. Since we are forbidden to interfere, Michael was chosen to save your world, and we believe that he needs your help to avert that danger."
"Are you gods?" Rose asked in awe.
Eve had taken my hand as I stood beside her, and now looked up at me. I smiled at her reassuringly. Natalie shivered slightly and the worried look on Dawn's face grew darker. Kalani moved beside me and just grasped my other arm with both hands.
"We have been called that by your ancestors, Rose. And I am sure that we may seem that way to you now. But the simple truth is that my sister and I, with the help of our teacher, have set in place a plan to try to prevent the disaster that faces your world. And as I said, that plan involves each of you. However, our time with you grows short, even as the danger approaches. When we leave, we will not be back until your year 2011," Narvenia explained. "So we brought you all here, now, in order to give you everything we can to help you prepare."
Spiro picked up the narrative, "Twenty-three of you were chosen based on your capacity to love and other reasons. We had hoped that there would be time for your relationships with Michael to grow more naturally, in accordance with your world's customs, but we are afraid you are about to run out of time, so we have decided to assist you."
"The twenty-fourth, Ayida, or Deedee, as you call her, was not planned, but when Michael discovered her, we added her special gift to the group as well," Narvenia added.
I had started to scan the girls, when, on a whim, I changed my focus to Narvenia and Spiro. I immediately sensed something in them, something that was being withheld.
"Narvenia," the Radapel thought to his two students, "he senses it."
Narvenia stopped and looked at the Radapel. Then looking at me, her eyes wide in amazement, she nodded before continuing with what she had been about to say.
"However, before we can begin, we must ask each of you," she said, indicating the five standing beside me, "to make your decision."
Natalie, Rose, Eve, and Dawn looked at her uneasily. Kalani smiled regally.
"Natalie, to help protect your world, are you willing to give Michael your love?"
Natalie turned to look nervously at her twin sister, Grace, who was nodding her head enthusiastically.
"Okay," Natalie replied. "What do I have to do?"
"In a moment," Spiro told her. Then turning to Rose, she asked the same question.
"It was foretold that the gods would send someone to help us. And we are thankful you have sent Michael to do that," Rose explained. "So, of course, I'll do anything you ask to help him."
When she was asked, Eve looked at me, so I winked as I smiled at her. "Oh, yes!" she replied.
"So, do I," Kalani said before Spiro could ask her.
Then to Dawn, she repeated the question. However, Dawn looked not at me, nor the old ones, but at her daughters, afraid that if they found out that she loved me also, it might damage their recently improved relationship.
"I know you love him, Mom. Please say you'll help him," Eve told her.
Dawn's eyes went wide in surprise as she said, "You know?"
"C'mon, Mom. We're not stupid. Rose and I both noticed that silly little grin you get whenever we mentioned his name. Heck, Rose even made up reasons to say it just to see the expression on your face," Eve explained.
Spiro cocked her head towards Dawn, as if waiting on her to answer.
"I'll be glad to share my love for him, if it won't harm my daughters," she finally told Spiro.
"Excellent!" Spiro said with satisfaction. Then she turned to her sister. After a quick look that conveyed some unknown message, they both turned towards the Radapel.
The old one nodded solemnly.
"As we have explained previously, each of you, except for the one known as Ayida, was selected for your capacity to love, and to share your love. On your world, that is done physically, mentally, and emotionally. Have each of you shared your love with Michael in each of these ways?"
"That depends. How do you define physically?" Natalie asked. "I mean, I kissed Michael once, and felt his love, but we have not 'made love'."
Narvenia looked to Spiro, unsure. They both turned again to their teacher.
Their communication was at a speed and complexity that was beyond my comprehension.
Spiro turned to the group, "Are there any others of you, who have not bonded physically?" she asked. Then without waiting for any of the girls to answer aloud, she simply looked to her teacher saying, "There are six others, Radapel."
I knew, of course, that I had not made love with Natalie. I had also never been with Kathy Lynn, Abby, Sandy, Hanna, Rose, or Eve. What I wasn't sure of, was why this was important.
"I am sure this all seems strange to you," Spiro said. "However, when we first started this project, your world had not been studied very much. So when we discovered that the people of your world had this ... connection, we were surprised."
"Discovered what?" Anna asked.
"We became aware that the human species of your world possesses a very unique emotional signature. I believe you often refer to as a 'soul'," Spiro explained. "So far, yours is the only world that we have ever even heard of that has something like that."
"But I thought EVERYBODY had a soul!" Hanna exclaimed.
"Apparently they do ... on your world. But I can tell you that as a species, we are very similar, and no one on our world has that," Narvenia said.
There was some confusion as everyone began talking, but it settled down quickly as Narvenia began speaking again.
"While it hasn't been proven, we believe that this 'soul' gives you an ability, unique in the known universe, to connect with certain others of your species on what can only be described as a very deep emotional level," Spiro explained. "So, in addition to your capacity to love, this quintessential connection is the remaining criteria for which each of you was selected."
"We were selected?" Natalie asked.
"Oh, yes. We determined that each of you has this unexplainable ability to connect with Michael's soul through your own. We wish we understood it better, but as I said, it is unique to your world. So we have almost no research compiled on it."
The pieces of the puzzle suddenly fell into place as Spiro explained this last criterion. This is what I had sensed was being withheld. But I didn't understand why. For indeed, I did have a connection with each of the girls that transcended mere lust, or casual love. I was connected to each of them in a special way. A deeply emotional way. We shared a connection of our souls!
"Your connection on this complex and powerful level is beyond our understanding," Narvenia explained. "And while we have studied the phenomena, we have not reached any conclusions. Except that we have noticed that it seems to increase the bond, thereby increasing the amount of love, between the individuals."
"And while we can identify this potential type of connection between members of your species, we cannot cause it to happen, nor can we accurately predict its strength or durability," Spiro added.
I think I was the one most affected by this revelation. With this new information, I began to reexamine my connection with each of the girls. I started with Nicky. She had been the first connection I had made on awakening. Now that I was aware of it, the spiritual connection was obvious. Catherine was the same way. And so were Grace, Vickie, Anna, Julie, Adriana, Jennifer, Debbie, Randi, Candy, Natalie, Sandy, Dawn, Rose, Eve, Kalani, Ileana, Abby, Jessica, Izzy, Hanna, and finally, Kathy Lynn.
In each case, I had wondered what it was that made the attraction so special. Now, I couldn't figure out how I had missed it. It was so obvious!
"This connection then, by our calculations, is what should give Michael the edge he will need, we hope. There are a couple of other things. We discovered, accidentally, that Ayida has the ability to take Michael's power and magnify it by a factor of one point seven to two point three. We don't understand why it works. We have been studying her ever since we discovered it, but we don't have enough data to make a complete analysis," Narvenia told us. "We also discovered that Michael's power increased dramatically when you shared your love for each other as you shared with Michael. Again, we do not have sufficient data to determine why this happens, or even how to increase it."
"Why does Michael need so much love?" Dawn asked simply.
The twin sisters from the other world looked beseechingly at the Radapel, who just shook his head from side to side.
"I'm sorry, we are not allowed to say," Narvenia said sadly. "Our customs forbid interference with your world in that way. I dare say that we have stretched the limits of that custom just by bringing you here. But soon, we'll no longer be able to interact with you, and before we leave, we wanted to make sure to give you as much as we could."
"Come, Michael," the Radapel thought. "Time grows short."
The classroom and the girls all faded from my view, as I followed the old one for what I presumed would be my last lesson.
I could sense the Radapel's urgency throughout my lessons. They were divided into twin segments that I could only describe as defensive and offensive, with most of the time spent on shields and other defensive protections. The offensive time was built around dividing my focus between my opponent and Deedee.
To practice what he had taught me, the Radapel began tossing bundles of energy at me. My job was to dodge them. It reminded me of the dodge ball we used to play in gym class, with those red rubber balls that stung when they caught you wrong. Soon he decreased the projectiles to what I would have described as grapefruit size, increasing the frequency and speed.
"Oow!" I cried. "That stung!" as one hit the back of my bare leg. But the old one acted as if he hadn't heard me, as the balls of energy grew smaller, and again increased in frequency. The next one to hit me stung like being hit on the bare skin with a paintball. I stopped to rub my shoulder where it hit, and was promptly hit by two more.
"Hey!" I yelled, but began moving and focusing on the shielding he had just taught me. The Radapel had taught me to build a shield around my mind using emotions. Love, joy, and happiness were the ones I had practiced with, but as the other paintball-sized bursts of energy had hit me, my temper flared and I grabbed that anger and quickly constructed a shield, envisioning it on my arm like in the gladiator movies I had seen in my last life. I began advancing toward him, his energy darts glancing off the shield I now held in front of me. I grinned as I saw my plan was working and none of his darts were getting through. Just as I was about to reach him, I felt a sharp sting on my ear!
I quickly whirled around to see where it came from and saw that a second old one had appeared. They had me outflanked so I tried to envision a second shield on my other arm as I backed away from both of them. Suddenly, two more old ones appeared, joining the first two in hurling tiny arrows of energy that stung when they hit.
I began taking hits from every direction, so I tried creating a shield around my whole body. It seemed momentarily to work, but I could tell the effort was rapidly draining me. And the small bursts of energy they were tossing seem to be growing, as more old ones joined the now sizable crowd that surrounded me. I could feel my knees growing weak and my energy flagging. For a moment, I wondered if they would stop just before or just after they killed me.
"Focus, Michael!" Deedee's voice was suddenly inside my mind. Suddenly, I could feel the girls, and their energy began to course through me. The two dozen or so old ones that surrounded me now, began to hurl bursts of energy loaded with emotions. Hate, anger, frustration, sorrow. They came at me from every direction. But I could feel the girls' love as I kept moving around the ring of old ones, hemmed in on every side. I could feel a sense of despair come over me as one of their bursts must have gotten around my shields.
"I love you Michael!" Candy's small voice came to me. "Don't let them hurt you."
Then the other girls joined in and I felt my strength returning. But I had to do something. I didn't know how long I could hold out against their onslaught. "If this is a test, I guess the only way to pass it is to come out alive!" I thought.
It reminded me of the time in their council cavern, when the thug from New Orleans was trying to kill me.
"That's it!" I thought. "I'll use their momentum against them!"
Then stepping to the center of the ring of old ones, I drew myself erect. Instead of dodging their emotional energy orbs, I began to catch them. It had taken only a moment to restructure my shield to become shaped into an energy glove, fashioned not unlike a first baseman's glove. I began gathering their energy and holding it at arm's length, watching as it grew and grew until it appeared to me the size of a small car. It was energy, it weighed nothing, but I still perceived a mass to it.
On some unseen cue, the old ones all switched to the same emotion. Fear! And then they began to bombard me with projectiles of all sizes and shapes of the negative emotional energy. Just as I had in the cavern, I began my mantra, "I love you Catherine, I love you Nicky, I love you Grace..." I thought as I listed them all. But unlike last time, I could feel their response and the love grew. And as it grew, my powers increased.
I noticed that the fear I was collecting began to sizzle and sparkle as my love met their fear head on.
Grabbing the large ball of fireworks, I swung it in a circle, leveling all of the old ones that were close. Then, shaping the now exploding energy in my hand into a ball on the end of a long chain and swung it with all my might in a three hundred and sixty degree circle, again and again and again, until I realized that the old ones were all on the ground.
"What should I do with this?" I thought, almost in a panic.
"Let it go, Michael," the Radapel rasped from where he lay on the ground.
So as I reached the end of another revolution, I released it, as if I was in a hammer throw competition, and then stood there, watching as it sailed out of sight. A few moments later, there was a bright flash on the horizon. As I stood there panting, I poised myself to hear a loud boom, but it never came. Suddenly, the air shimmered again and I was back in the classroom. The girls all quickly surrounded me, wanting to know if I was hurt.
"Just a few bruises," I told them, as I looked at my shoulder to see if the barbs had left any marks.
"I think they underestimated your abilities," Spiro said.
"Me too, but I don't think our father fared as well," Narvenia added.
"That was your father?" I asked in amazement. It had felt like I was battling a troop of Marines.
"I think that you have surpassed what we can teach you," the Radapel said as he reappeared.
"Are you all right?" I asked. He gave the appearance of a limp, but it was hard to say for sure.
"I will be fine," he said waving his hand in an arc, gesturing to the gathering of old ones that now filled the classroom. "We will all be all right."
I think that even Narvenia and Spiro were surprised to see everyone there.
"Michael," Narvenia exclaimed almost gushing. "You were surprising. No one on our world has ever used a defense like that before!"
"Yes. You may have just caused our Book of Combat to be revised for the first time in two and a half millennia," Spiro added with glee.
"You did well, my son," the Radapel said solemnly. "Now, as is your custom, we must bid you goodbye. We wish you success in saving your world."
"It is also our custom to extend our hand to those who have taught us so well," I told him as I extended my hand to him.
"Take his hand," Spiro instructed her teacher. "Clasp it firmly."
The Radapel grasped my waiting hand. I waited until he had seated it in mine, then looking in his eyes as I shook his hand, I said, "Thank you, sir."
Releasing his hand, I stepped back a step and bowed from the waist. I then bowed to the other old ones. They hesitated, then as a group, returned the gesture. It was a solemn moment, and I was filled with a certain awe as I watched them.
Looking at all the girls, I said, "I guess it's time to go home."
The girls looked at one another, and then at me. Then, on some unspoken cue, they all moved aside, clearing a path from me to Narvenia and Spiro. I quickly stepped towards the two sisters. Spiro offered her hand as I had done for her teacher.
"Oh, what the heck!" I thought as I pulled Spiro to me and kissed her passionately on the mouth. Her arms hung to her side for a moment before she wrapped them around me. Finally, we parted and I looked at Narvenia, who looked back into the crowd of old ones. I could tell she was afraid of what her parents would say.
"Think of it as research," I thought to her as I pulled Narvenia to me and kissed her as well. Then stepping back, I told the unsteady girl, "Besides, it will give us something to talk about, when you return in forty years," I said with a smile.
Izzy and Anna each grabbed one of my arms, pulling me away from the stunned sisters.
"C'mon cowboy," Izzy said. "I think this roundup is over."
The room began to shimmer as I called out to Narvenia and Spiro, "I'll see you in forty years!"
The room spun for a moment as I shook my head to clear it.
"I need to make a phone call," Anna said as she headed down the hall to her room.
I looked my question at Nicky.
"She's gone to arrange for Natalie to be flown out tonight," Nicky said as if it was something that was done all the time. "Kalani's plane will be landing in Denver late tonight. Anna wants Natalie to meet her."
"Yeah, and Dawn and Eve are driving up from the reservation tomorrow morning as well," Grace supplied. "And now you have some work to do."
"Work?" I asked.
"Yeah. There are seven of your women who have never been with you. And since we don't know when this evil thing is coming, you don't have any time to waste," Grace said as Abby took my arm to pull me from the chair.
"But ... but what about your ceremony?" I stammered.
"Kalani said we can have a big ceremony when we get to Tapato. But if you think I'm waiting that long, you've got another THINK coming!" Abby said with a grin. "Now. C'mon."
Looking at Catherine, I said, "To quote a line from your favorite movie ... if you'll excuse me, it appears I have a previous engagement." I knew that Catherine loved the 1954 film 'Sabrina' starring Audrey Hepburn, William Holden, and Humphrey Bogart.
Catherine smiled as the other girls smirked and giggled. Abby, impatient with my slow progress, reached out and grabbed Little Mike, pulling me towards the hallway. "C'mon. I'm not getting any younger, ya know!"
I followed, of course.
Abby let go of Little Mike and looped her arm through mine as we headed down the hall to her bedroom. Opening the door, I bent down and lifted her with one arm under her legs and the other behind her back. Abby's arms encircled my neck as she laughed, happily. I quickly kissed her before I carried her through the door.
I love being naked at a time like this. There are no clothes in the way. I lay Abby on the bed, but she quickly jumped to her knees. "I want to be on top," she explained. "Ileana and Nicky both said it would be better that way the first time. I still want you to make love to me like you did to Ileana, but I think this way is better for my first time."
I love a woman who knows what she wants. So I stretched out on my back in the center of the bed.
"Don't you want to kiss or anything first? You know, to sort of get you ready?" I asked.
"Are you kidding, I've been getting ready for the last couple of hours," she said. "Ever since Spiro told us we needed to make love to you quickly. I just hope that whatever it is, doesn't come until I do!" she giggled at her own pun.
"Well, would you mind giving me a little time to catch up with you?" I asked.
"It looks to me," she said as she ran her hand up and down my erection, "that you're caught up!" Then she threw her leg over me and roughly tried to line herself up and solve the problem of her virginity all in one stroke.
When she missed, she whined in frustration, so I scanned. She really was worked up, but her rush was because she was afraid her sister might come in at any minute and stop her.
I grabbed the impatient girl and hugged her to me.
"Abby, no one is going to stop you from making love to me, so please, slow down," I said.
"I'm sorry, I'm just afraid Deedee will try and stop me. And I got so excited when that girl told me I didn't have to wait and I've been waiting for so long and when I saw you with Ileana I knew I would have a hard time waiting and it seems I've been waiting forever for the right guy to come like momma said, and I just love you so much Michael," Abby cried, pouring out her jumbled feelings.
I just held her as I rubbed her back soothingly.
Finally, she raised herself up. Her hair was disheveled and her eyes were red. "This is not how I thought it would be. It was supposed to be all sexy!" she cried.
"Sex is not sexy. It's you who's sexy!" I said.
"What does that mean?" she asked. "It doesn't make sense."
"It means that the sex act is not sexy in and of itself. It becomes sexy when you make it that way by feeling sexy," I explained. "And right now, you don't feel sexy. You're sad and afraid and impatient."
"Okay. Then what should I do to make it sexy?" she asked.
"Oh. That's easy," I told her. "Let me kiss you."
"Huh? Kiss me?" she asked, not sure she understood.
"Yeah. Like this," I said as I kissed the tip of her nose. Her eyes crossed as she followed my lips and I laughed. She hesitated then laughed a little when she figured out what I was laughing at.
"Oh-h, you!" she said trying to sound like she didn't approve. But I simply began kissing her cheek, then the corner of her eye, then the tip of her nose again. I kept up the little pecks as I used my fingers to brush back the strands of hair that hung in her face. I continued tenderly kissing her, nibbling at her earlobe, and down her neck. Abby closed her eyes and let the sensations take over.
Using my hands to push her body up a little, I kissed her chest and the tops of her small breasts.
She immediately opened her eyes, looking down at her small breasts with a frown. "Oh, Michael, they're so small compared to the others. I can't believe they would even turn you on," she said, feeling embarrassed.
"Ah, but that's where you're wrong, my little munchkin," I replied. "You see, it's not the size that's important, but how they're wired."
"How they're wired?" she repeated, not understanding.
"Yeah. Watch!" I told her as I lowered my face and gently touching the tip of her tiny nipple with the tip of my tongue. I felt the jolt run through her.
"Oo-o-o ... that tingles!" she cooed.
I continued bathing the tiny nipples with light touches from the tip of my tongue as she felt the effects all the way to her groin. Then I switched to sucking on the small nubbins as I pulled her small breast out, as far as I could.
"I love it when you suck my boobies," she cried. I continued to read her emotions as I switched from one tiny breast to the other and back again. When I sensed she was ready to move on, I said, "Put your hand between us and play with your coochie for a moment. Tell me when it feels wet."
"WET? My god, Michael, it's already wet! I'm practically gushing after what you just did to my nipples. I never realized they were so sensitive!" she panted.
"That's one of the advantages of small breasts," I told her. "Not as many layers of fat to dull the senses."
"Well, I'm wet. What do we do now? I want your thingy inside of me so bad-d-d," she moaned as I nibbled on her tiny titty some more.
I scooted her down a little until her hand that was on her pussy felt my erection. She quickly grabbed my cock and began to move me to her opening. Using her hips, I guided her until she felt Little Mike sliding through her labia. Abby moaned as she moved her small frame over me, sliding back and forth on my erection.
"You know this may hurt a little?" I asked.
"Yeah. Ileana and Nicky told me. But they said you would be gentle, and..." she said, " ... to do whatever you said to do." Abby's breathing became a little more ragged as she continued to rub her clit with the tip of my cock. I pushed her straight up, as she held my cock at her opening.
"When you're ready, just slide down on it. If it is too much, just pause, or pull off. Your muscles will stretch to accommodate it, but you have to take your time."
She looked down at my huge member in her small hand, and then up at me. I could sense her question, "How will THAT ever fit inside of me?" she was thinking.
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