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Second Time Through - Book IIChapter 45: The Angry Alien free porn video
Friday, June 18, 1971
The guard at the security checkpoint called somebody to report that I was there, then listened as whoever it was, gave him his instructions. Then he bade me to come inside the small structure to wait. They were sending someone for me. He had a small coffee pot and offered me a cup, so I was happy to wait with him.
I had barely started on it when the jeep pulled up. It was Sandy and Anna. They piled out and swarmed the small checkpoint, wrapping me in their hugs as they scolded me at the same time. Thanking the security guard for the coffee, we all piled in the jeep and headed for the ranch. Bypassing the reception building, we drove straight to the Dining Hall.
"This is where I told everybody I would bring you. They should be here soon," Sandy said.
I still hadn't told them where I had been. I figured to tell them all at once and get it over with, instead of dragging it out, having to retell it multiple times. Anna and Sandy had pretty much respected my wishes, keeping their questions to themselves on the short ride from the security checkpoint.
On entering the Dining Hall, Anna said, "Sandy will get you a cup of coffee while I check you out."
"Check me out?" I asked.
"You have scratches all over your legs," she pointed out.
I looked. Sure enough, there must have been dozens of tiny scratches from just below my knees, to the tops of my shoes. I realized then that I had shortened my shield so I could walk without interference. I sat on a chair so Anna could check them out.
Sandy returned with my coffee, having removed her clothes. "Sandy, would you bring the first aid kit?" Anna asked her half-sister. Then she told me to remove my clothes, while she removed the shorts and shirt she had worn to the checkpoint. We were both naked when Sandy returned with the first aid kit. Anna began to clean the small scratches, applying the mercurochrome liberally. I'd swear she enjoyed the fact that it stung like blazes.
Finally, she checked the rest of my body, making me stand, and then turn around. When she said to bend over so she could check my ass, I figured that she was just getting even for my causing her to worry. But when she swatted me hard on my ass cheek, I knew it.
"I'm sorry," she said contritely. "I thought I saw a mosquito."
"I'll 'mosquito' you if you hit me again," I told her only half-serious.
"You had us so worried, Michael!" Sandy said.
I hugged Anna before I kissed her, then pulling Sandy to me, I did the same thing. Looking at both of them, I said, "I had planned on apologizing to everyone at the same time, but ... I'm sorry. I behaved like a fool. Please, will you forgive me?"
"You may be in bigger trouble than you realize, buster," Anna told me with a twinkle in her eye. "Do you realize that you're going to have over twenty women here any minute, all of whom will be expecting make-up sex after you apologize to them?"
I hadn't thought of that!
"So you'd better remember who's first in line," Anna added. "And don't take all morning with your groveling."
"And remember that my big sister is second," Sandy added with a grin as she too, swatted my naked ass. Now I had two big, red, handprints on my ass, and the beginnings of a very busy day for Little Mike.
"I hope they ALL don't want to spank me!" I thought with a groan.
It took almost thirty minutes before they all arrived and settled down. Magically, a platter of biscuits with country ham, and bowls of sliced melon, appeared on the table. So far, my family were the only ones up. I remembered that the Dining Hall wasn't scheduled to open for thirty minutes, so deciding to get it over with, I stood.
"First, let me say thank you for getting up so early," I said.
"What do you mean, getting up? We haven't been to bed yet!" Julie cried. "SOMEBODY, who shall remain nameless, but whose initials are Michael Wagner, kept us up all night, WORRYING!"
"I couldn't even sense where you were. It's as if you had vanished!" Vickie added.
"Ahhh, yeah," I told them. "I realize that. I want to say I'm sorry. I acted like an immature kid, running away when the people I love most, needed me. I won't do that again."
They all spoke at once. I stood there and took it like a man. When they quieted down a little, I told them I would answer their questions. One at a time.
Vickie took over. Standing beside me, she began selecting the girls one at a time, as if it were a press conference.
"Where did you go?" Izzy asked.
"The train," I told them.
The buzz started again. "The train?" another one of them repeated as a question.
"Yeah."
"How did you get there?"
"I walked."
"All that way?"
I just nodded.
"How did you get in?" Karla asked. "I thought we locked it up."
"I used the hidden key," I replied. This caused a sidebar about the existence of the key, who else knew about it, and where it was located. Penny promised to show it to everyone when we returned to the train.
Obviously, the big question was why, and I could tell they were working up to it, getting the small details out of the way. Finally, it was Randi who asked.
"Why did you do it Michael? Why did you just leave like that?" Randi asked me pointedly as the others all murmured their agreement.
"I was afraid," I told them. I noticed they all became quiet.
"I became overwhelmed by everything that is happening to me, and when I found out that Trealyn could hear my thoughts too ... well, I just lost it. I didn't think I was ready to have a special relationship with an eleven year old. I was afraid of making her parents mad, I was afraid of ending up in jail, and I was afraid of my own feelings for her," I told them.
"SO! It's true. She is connected to us!" Nicky exclaimed. The buzz started again, so I waited. I was sure this wasn't over.
Catherine looked me in the eye, as she asked, "Do you know how much you hurt her?"
I wanted to hang my head. After I walked out, I hadn't even thought of her feelings at all. Just what it meant to me. I had checked on her this morning, but she was asleep.
"No, ma'am," I replied.
"Well, Mr. President of the company, what do you intend to do about it?" Catherine asked me haughtily.
Catherine could cop an attitude when it suited her, and she was in the right on this one, so I answered honestly, and humbly.
"I can only tell her the truth and hope she's old enough to understand," I replied. "And that her parents will understand, as well!"
"I don't think you'll have a problem with Ivana," Catherine said mystically. But she didn't bother to explain.
"I have a question, Michael," Adriana said. "What made you decide to come back?"
"Something Bieta said to me," I replied.
This caused the buzz to start again. I heard Narvenia gasp softly. Amid all the discussion among the rest of them, over me having another girl on the train, Narvenia asked softly, "My mother actually spoke with you?"
It was another E.F. Hutton moment as they all became deathly silent when they realized what Narvenia had asked.
"Yes. She appeared in my stateroom earlier this morning, telling me that Narvenia had been granted permission to help us. She also told me who is coming, and why," I explained.
The buzz started again, much louder this time, as the girls all began wondering aloud what Bieta had told me. Narvenia was amazed. She had never even considered that her mother would talk to anyone from this world. And the fact that Bieta hadn't told Narvenia that she had spoken with me, confounded the girl from the other world.
"What did my mother say?" Narvenia asked.
Instead of answering, I replayed our whole conversation. I was almost finished with the replay when it struck me. This was the first time I had ever been able to replay a memory involving someone from Narvenia's world.
"This DEFINITELY requires some more consideration," I thought to myself.
"Oh! That's easy. It's the shields. My mother never bothers with them, claiming they're frivolous. She says that if you don't want something repeated, don't say it," Narvenia explained almost absently, as she was still flabbergasted that her mother had appeared to me.
After the girls heard the details of my conversation with Bieta, they began to grasp the significance of the life or death struggle we were facing. Maybe for the first time, they finally understood that if we could not stop this angry woman, our whole world could be lost.
Kathy Lynn hugged a still sleepy Sunny to her, as both Debbie and Sarah shivered with thoughts of their unborn babies. Abby held tightly to Deedee's hand as Serkia, Vie, and Pipiti moved closer to the two sisters. Sandy moved to stand beside Anna.
"When, Michael? When will she get here?" Dawn asked, as she held tightly to Rose and Eve.
Randi went to stand behind her mother. She was quickly joined by Jenny and Julie. While Candy held Mandy's hand, and Mandy held on to her mother's arm.
"No one knows. I have sensed a great anger headed this way, but I have no idea how far away or how soon she will be here," I told them. "However, I think I have a plan."
Grace rose to go to Catherine's side, pulling Natalie with her, while Nicky squeezed Catherine's hand from her seat beside her. Amy did the same to Catherine's other arm. Vickie moved to place her hands lovingly on Adriana's shoulders, as Kalani and Ileana moved their heads closer together.
Izzy sat there, her mind making the connection with the words. Jessica also sat there in disbelief. She reached out her hand to comfort Hanna, as a single tear rolled down her cheek.
"What's your plan, Michael?" Izzy asked.
I explained to them that if I could find a way to attract this upset woman to me, then I would challenge her to fight me. Alone. If I win, she agrees to leave our world in peace, and if I lose, she could claim her retribution complete and not destroy the whole world.
"It's a typical 'David versus Goliath' scenario." I explained. "If you all do not become involved in the battle, then if she wins, you should be safe. But if you become involved, then she might see your actions as not part of our agreement and destroy each of you as well."
Then I added, "That is, if she'll agree to this in the first place."
The girls all begin talking at once. I just let them go. I had already made up my mind to go this alone. I did not want to put them at risk, any more than I had to. If my dying meant that they would live, I was prepared to do so. But I wasn't going down without a fight!
I noticed that they had all huddled together, and there was much animation and discussion. I didn't bother to scan them, since I had already made up my mind.
While the others talked, Abby came and crawled up on my lap. "I don't want to die, Michael. And I don't want you to die either," she told me. "I don't think I could go on living without you."
"You cannot allow yourself to think like that, Abby," I told her softly. Then placing my hand on her tummy I said, "There are two very good reasons growing in here right now."
"Do you mean it? Is it really true?" she asked excitedly.
I heard Vickie tell the others what I said, and so my answer to Abby was drowned in the ensuing chaos.
Finally, Anna spoke for all of them.
"Okay, Michael," she said. "We'll consider your plan. We want to talk some more with Narvenia now. Why don't you go get some breakfast?"
I wanted to talk with Narvenia also, but I knew a dismissal when I heard one. So when Abby slid off my lap to go to her sister, I headed for the serving line. The special this morning was pancakes, and I wanted to see if Mable's were as good as mine.
They were good pancakes, but I couldn't decide if they were actually better, so I had to have another helping. I ate at a separate table by myself as the girls talked. Again, I didn't scan them, because I hate the way their emotions go back and forth. I was content to let them figure things out first, and then tell me whatever it is they decided.
Tommy and Kip joined me as I started on my second helping of pancakes. They wanted to know why the guys had been banished, so I replayed the morning's conversation for them.
"Where did you come up with the idea to get her to fight you one-on-one?" Tommy asked.
"It's biblical. The classic story of David and Goliath," I explained. "My daddy, in my first life, was a country preacher. I must have heard that story a thousand times."
"I can see the advantages to us," Tommy said. "But why on earth would this angry woman ever agree to something this crazy?"
"Because, if she's anything like Goliath, she'll figure that there's no way that she can lose with all her powers. So it offers her the chance to make a dramatic statement first. A way to show off, demonstrating her superiority. And in the back of her mind, she can always renege on her promise," I explained. "At least, that was the Philistine's strategy in the bible."
"So we all die either way," Kip stated flatly.
"Only if I lose," I replied.
John came in, got himself a cup of coffee, and sat down with his family. I heard them explaining what was happening, so I rejoined my family, sitting next to Nicky. She grabbed my hand and held it tightly in hers.
"So let me get this straight," John said. "There is an angry alien woman, from an ancient and much more advanced world, whose boyfriend died on earth thousands of years ago, and is now on her way here, bent on revenge, is that right?"
"That's it in a nutshell," I replied.
"And Narvenia's people have known this, but couldn't tell us because of their policy of non-interference. But because that world's leader allowed his daughter to come with us, and is now in danger herself, they have relented and allowed her to help us?" John continued to clarify.
"So far, so good," I supplied.
"In the meantime, Narvenia and her sister came up with a plan to defeat this angry alien, and went to all the effort and trouble to bring you back forty years in time, obviously because you have some talent that they felt could be utilized. Then they trained you and gave you two dozen women, who also have special talents, and whom they have also spent considerable time and efforts to train. Am I still getting everything?" John asked, looking to Narvenia.
"Yes. That is accurately stated," Narvenia said to John. "We, my sister and I, believe that the strongest power in all the universes, and the only power strong enough to defeat this threat, is the power of love."
"Would you care to explain?" John asked. I could see why he was so effective in the courtroom. He had gotten to the heart of the matter, as if he were laying everything out for a jury.
"We tried to come up with a way to utilize that power. The power of great love. We scanned your world looking for someone with the capacity to love. And when we found that person, we sent him back forty years to allow him time to develop as we trained him. Unfortunately, while Greg had the capacity to love, he was without the willingness to share it. So we searched again, going forward in your world's time, this time, searching for someone with both the capacity for great love AND the willingness to share it. Once we found him, we put him in the brain-dead grandson of our original selection and proceeded to train and equip Michael with everything we could."
"Then let me ask you, Narvenia, do you still believe your plan will work?" John asked her.
Narvenia hesitated, thinking through her answer carefully. Finally she spoke.
"Yes. I believe it is the only way," she told John.
John turned to me and said, "I know it's not my call, but as your attorney of record, I feel I should advise you to reconsider, Michael. It seems to me that Narvenia's plan may be your most viable option."
Because the Dining Hall had begun to get busy with guests arriving for breakfast, we all moved to the great room at the Lodge.
Izzy and John were huddled up, talking casually, while the rest of the girls were all surrounding Catherine and Debbie. Except for Hanna, who was sitting off to the side, scribbling furiously in her notepad.
I was sitting to one side as they talked, reconsidering my plan. I now understood that my plan was preparing for defeat, while holding out the slight possibility of a victory. Narvenia's plan was for nothing except victory.
"We have to win," she'd told me. "If we don't, everyone dies." And she was right. The question was, how could we keep this angry woman-thing from...
Suddenly, everyone got quiet and I looked up. The Volkonskys had entered the great room, on their way to breakfast.
It was an awkward silence, until Trealyn dropped her father's hand and made a beeline to me. She stopped directly in front of me, unsure what to do next. So I took her hand and knelt in front of her, my eyes almost level with hers.
"Trealyn, I want you to know how sorry I am for hurting you like I did. I would like to make it up to you by showing you something very special," I told her. "I'd also like to show your mother as well."
"Okay," she said, "I guess..."
I looked to Ivana. "My apology is to you as well. Won't you allow me the opportunity to make amends?" I begged softly. "Please."
Bohdan was feeling agitated, but afraid. He knew better than to go against me without more information. So while he did not like me addressing his daughter and his wife, he held his tongue. I realized I might have a very dangerous enemy developing, but somehow, I didn't care. Right now, I was worried about an eleven year old whom I had hurt unintentionally. If we survived whatever it was we were facing, I'd worry about Bohdan Volkonsky later.
Ivana approached us with trepidation, unsure what I was going to do. But Catherine's smile and slight nod of her head, encouraged Ivana to go on. I held out my other hand for Ivana's then placed both their hands on my chest.
"I have been given many unique gifts. One of them is the ability to allow special people to see inside my heart, and know the truth about me. May I?" I asked politely.
Ivana simply nodded, unsure what I was saying. But rather than trying to explain any more, I simply opened my heart, showing her my true self. I led them carefully through the last day, from the time I met them when they arrived, and the trip on the wagon, through my fears on the porch, my anger with Bohdan, what had actually happened in our confrontation and his words of sacrifice for them.
Ivana's heart swelled as I replayed his words begging me to take him and spare his family.
I showed them my humiliation and my shame, and let them feel my confusion and doubts. I shared it all, holding nothing back. I had learned that the truth paints a more powerful image than all the words in the world. I let them feel my emotions as I hiked the countryside in the darkness last night, including what I thought concerning Trealyn's ability to overhear my thoughts, and where it would ultimately lead.
Ivana gasped, but she didn't pull away as she realized what I was saying. I wasn't sure that Trealyn understood, but I'd figure that out later. I shared my denial, and then my reservations about Trealyn's age in the special kind of relationship which her ability foreshadowed. Finally, I shared what I had told Catherine this morning about Trealyn, and what I truly felt for the young girl right now.
I slowly opened my eyes to find Ivana's eyes still closed. However, Trealyn's eyes were sparkling so I scanned her. I could tell she understood some of the ramifications of what our relationship would ultimately mean, but not all. She was happy that I had acknowledged her, but she couldn't wait to tell her friends about how this high school guy fell in love with her this summer!
I checked Ivana. Her emotions were a mixture of a mother's concern, amazement at her daughter's ability to read my mind, and the realization that her baby was growing up. She still wasn't sure about what my intentions were for her daughter, but she knew how I felt about her.
"Ivana, would you like to know what Trealyn is feeling right now?" I thought to her. She was still a little too dazed by what I had just done to be shocked at the sudden intrusion of my thoughts inside her head. She just nodded. I replayed the first part of Trealyn's reaction, then tied her directly to Trealyn and me as I leaned forward and kissed Trealyn tenderly on the lips.
Trealyn closed her eyes as I kissed her gently. I allowed all my love to come through that kiss in the brief moment it lasted. In the background, I heard her father's low growl from the front door.
"Happy birthday, Trealyn," I told her as I pulled away.
Trealyn just stood there for a moment, her eyes still closed as she replayed the moment over and over in her mind. Finally, she open her eyes, peering deeply into mine. Bieta was right; there was no denying the connection between us. Then it turned to "Wow, wait 'til they hear that he kissed me! And right in front of my mother, even!" And suddenly, I was last summer's crush.
I smiled as I broke Ivana's connection with us. She looked at me with a strange expression.
"I do not know how you did what you did, young man. But I will forgive you everything, if you will just promise me that you will not hurt her again," Ivana told me. "And that you will always make her as happy as she is at this moment."
I smiled as I winked at Ivana. It was a hollow promise she asked for, with what I knew was coming. But there was no sense in making Ivana worry. If we survived, I would make that promise to her.
"He kissed me, Momma. He kissed me and said Happy Birthday!" Trealyn squealed excitedly to her mother as Ivana led her to the door to join Bohdan and Sturgey. They were on the porch, when Trealyn cried, "Wait. I forgot!" Then bursting back through the door, she ran straight to me and threw her arms around my neck.
"Thank you, Michael. That was the BEST birthday present ever!" she cried. Then she surprised both of us by kissing me on the lips, before darting back to where her parents stood watching, open-mouthed, through the front door.
"Well, you always told me to say thank you when someone gives you a present!" I heard her telling her stunned parents. Ivana was right. Their baby girl was growing up.
"She'll be twelve day after tomorrow. I just hope she gets to celebrate her thirteenth birthday," I thought as I returned my mind to the task at hand.
I excused myself and headed down the hall before anyone could stop me. I wasn't running away, I just had to use the bathroom. I decided a shower would be nice, also, given my long hike last night and the shorter one earlier this morning.
Finishing in the bathroom, I rejoined my family in the great room. John had taken Kip and Tommy to go fishing, and Mandy had taken Amy, Deedee, and the three Haitian sisters to go horseback riding. Karla, I learned, had gone to the kitchen. That left Sarah and Penny the only females in the group remaining, who did not have the special connection with me.
Oh ... and Narvenia. I wasn't sure of that connection yet.
Nicky came over to sit beside me on the couch. She took my hand in hers and squeezed.
"Well, big brother, you have sure turned my life upside down since you woke up. I never imagined that I would see all the things I have seen, or experienced all the wonderful things I have gotten to do. I mean, I got to see places I had never been, and do things I had never done. I actually traveled to another world. Can you believe it? And without a spaceship. But most of all, I got to love you. I just wanted you to know that I don't regret a single moment!" she said in almost a whisper.
She kissed me then, a long, passion-filled kiss. Finally, breaking the kiss with a sigh, she said, "I love you with all my heart and soul, Michael." Then she got up and rejoined the others.
Vickie quietly replaced her, saying pretty much the same thing, before she too, kissed me, thanking me for rescuing her from the empathic prison she had been trapped in. Then returning to the group, she was replaced by Kathy Lynn and Sunny.
One after the other, each of the girls came and sat by me, telling me that they loved me, and then kissing me goodbye. Surprisingly, it was not a sad occasion, but simply a time of affirmation of their love for me, and mine for them.
Finally, only Debbie, Anna, and Catherine had not sat beside me.
"Go on Mom, it's your turn," Candy told her mother. Debbie rose and came to stand in front of me. Then pulling me to my feet, she whispered, "I love you," then proceeded to devour my lips with an erotic kiss filled with the passion of all the words she could not say.
Debbie finally stepped back, lingering only a moment before releasing her hold on me. Anna was already at my side, and she too kissed me passionately, without any words.
"I'll speak with Michael a little later," Catherine told Nicky. I knew Catherine wasn't one for public displays of affection. Still, she avoided my eyes.
"How about you?" Nicky asked Narvenia.
"Me?" asked Narvenia in surprise. "Why?"
"Because," Nicky explained. "What if that horrible woman comes today, and some of us don't survive? I wouldn't want to die without telling Michael that I love him, one more time."
Narvenia gave Nicky's words much consideration, before realizing that everyone was looking at her.
"I think we should talk about how we can all help Michael survive what's coming," she said, as her face took on a bluish tint. I would later learn that she had blushed.
The rest of the morning was spent discussing just that. Or at least I assume it was. Kalani 'volunteered' to babysit me, taking me to her room so she could sit on me the way she liked. The way that gave her the most orgasms.
When we returned to the great room, we found that our lunch was being served in the Lodge today. Sandy had them bring it up from the Dining Hall so they could continue their meeting. There were cold cuts with all the fixings, along with macaroni and cheese, potato salad, and something she said was called three bean salad. Red Jell-O with bananas in it rounded out our feast.
I had my usual two helping of everything. I needed the energy after being babysat by Kalani.
After lunch, the girls still didn't seem to need my input, so I decided a nap was in order. Of course, they decided that I shouldn't sleep alone, just in case I were to fall out of bed and hurt myself, so Dawn went with me.
When Dawn and I wandered back into the great room about mid-afternoon, I felt like looking for the first aid kit. I'm sure she had to have left claw marks all over my back. But a leftover sandwich with some of the three-bean salad had my energy levels back up shortly. The funny thing was, Dawn looked rested, or maybe sated would be a better description. However, now, I really needed that nap.
But it was not meant to be as Narvenia and the girls laid out their plan to me. If the angry alien could feel our love, she might have a change of heart. The trick was first to attract her to us, then to survive any preliminary assault. Assuming we could do both of those things and survive, then we would share our love with her, hopefully overpowering her anger with our love. I had to admit that it was a better plan than mine.
We spent most of the rest of the afternoon working on that. Narvenia had us practice, first on Penny, and then on her, which didn't work very well as they were both quickly overpowered. Then we practiced on an inanimate live object, which happened to be a pine tree growing just outside the Lodge. It was interesting, in that the pine tree actually seemed to respond at first, growing more needles, and seeming to get fuller. But at some point, probably when the stored nutrients for growth were exhausted, it just stopped and didn't do anything else. So it was not a good measure of what we could do.
However, we did learn that it was difficult for all of us to just sit there and think about our love. It got a lot better results when they touched each other, and particularly me.
Finally, Narvenia decided we were as ready as she could help us be, so we headed for the Dining Hall and supper.
Friday nights at the ranch were traditionally dance night, sometimes with a live band. But tonight, it was just records, on a system with big speakers. Jaye approached me and asked if I would do another ballroom dancing demonstration for the guests, like we had done a few weeks ago, but I explained that my previous partner, Liz, was not there.
"Isn't there anyone else in your remarkable family who you dance with?" Jaye asked, beseechingly.
"Why don't you ask my mom?" Ileana suggested. "You and she looked so beautiful when you danced at the party in New York."
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