Second Time Through Book IIIChapter 5
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Thursday, July 1, 1971
After slipping into some more suitable clothing that she kept in her office and applying some make-up, Jessica gave her presentation, and I was impressed. She had used her original dream house as the basis, and then incorporating a lot of my ideas and the girl's suggestions, had evolved it into a home that exceeded my expectations.
We spent over two hours going over the details. When we were done, I handed Roger a check.
"Let me know when you need more," I told him.
"Can we take you all to a late lunch?" he asked. It was after two o'clock.
So we all boarded the bus again and he directed the driver to The Regas Restaurant, downtown. This was the restaurant that had given Dave Thomas, the founder of Wendy's, his first job.
On the way, Jessica sat beside me and tried to apologize again.
"I told you. You don't have to apologize. Consider it forgotten. Besides, if your dad can spare you, I'd like you to come out to Colorado with me. I have a new project for you."
"When are you going?" she asked.
"We're leaving right after lunch."
Jessica thought for a minute and then asked, "Will I need my drafting stuff?"
"I think this trip will be more conceptual. But if you find you need something, we'll get it," I told her.
Then she got up and went to talk to her dad and Steve. Later, after a great meal, Roger pulled me to the side.
"Thank you for giving me my daughter back. I don't know what you did, but thank you," he said.
"Did she tell you that I'm taking her away again?" I asked.
"Oh yes. But I think we can get by without her for a while. Steve has all her notes and the site prep is scheduled to begin on Monday. Just make sure she checks in periodically, because we never know what kind of questions will come up.
We took Roger, Jessica, and Steve back to their office. Jessica didn't even go inside. She just jumped in her car to run home and pack a bag. We all just hung out to wait on her. Jessica was back in less than thirty minutes, and after kissing her dad goodbye, we boarded the bus to head back to the train yard.
As we boarded the train, I felt a pair of eyes on us. I scanned and felt his presence on top of the control tower. I think it was the same person that had been watching us in Dallas. I still didn't sense any danger from him, so I let it go. I figured that he must work for the General.
"We should be in Longview by tomorrow afternoon," Kip told me after talking with the engineer. "They wanted to know if you planned on stopping there long. I told them just as long as it took for three people to get off the train."
"Good," I replied. "Do you think you and Karla will be enough security for the rest of us? I know that fourteen people are a lot to keep up with."
"As long as you all stay on the train until we reach the ranch, we should be fine," he told me. "It's the trip to Tapato that's got me worried. Getting a group the size you're taking through the airport and customs is going to be a nightmare. I wish there was a way to take the train."
The way it turned out, I was the only one sleeping in the Rowena. All the girls were in the Guest Wing car, and Jimmy and his folks were in the new sleeping car. I realized that I didn't know where Kip and Karla were staying on this trip.
I shed my clothes and laid out on my berth. I wasn't planning to go to sleep, but it had been an exhausting week.
I had another dream. This time, it was about the cavern. In my dream, I was observing the occupant, Tabita's brother, I assumed, go about his daily activities. There was nothing spectacular, just the routine task of living. In my dream, I seemed to be without form, but instead, I was a presence, hovering near the ceiling of the cave as I watched him go about his mundane chores.
I had been observing him for some time, watching as he seemed to be trying to repair a small piece of equipment, when I noticed him enter a small door on the right side of the cave, opposite the bathing pool. As he returned, moments later, carrying a small box, I wondered why I hadn't been able to follow him into the other room. Shortly, the dream dissolved.
I awoke with a start. It was dark outside and the train was stopped. I quickly scanned and the train was quiet. Everyone seemed to be asleep except for Karla, who was in the Dining Car, fixing herself a cup of coffee. I scanned the exterior of the train, but there was nothing there except some cows in a nearby pasture. It seemed we were in the middle of nowhere.
"Where are we," I asked Karla.
"Oh! Michael. It's you," she said. "You scared me. I didn't know anyone else was awake."
"Do you know where we are and why we're stopped?" I asked again.
"The engineer radioed back that we had to pull over to wait on an oncoming train to pass. I think we're near the Mississippi River. Are you hungry? You slept through dinner and Ileana wouldn't let them wake you."
"I'm always hungry," I told her.
"Well, I just made my rounds, so why don't you come to the Dining Car and I'll see what I can find to fix you to eat."
"I wouldn't want to be a bother," I told her.
"Too late," she said with a laugh. "However, you do sign my check, and besides, it will help me stay awake."
When I went to roll out of bed, I discovered another sleeping form there. It only took a second to figure out that it was Jessica. She must have joined me during the night, but unfortunately, I hadn't noticed it at the time.
When I got to the Dining Car, Karla was busy in the galley. Shortly after I sat down, she brought me a cup of coffee and a glass of orange juice.
"Will a Denver omelet be alright? Seeing as that's the direction we're heading," she asked.
I told her that was fine and asked if I could help.
"No thanks," she replied as she headed back to the galley. "You know, you're the first boss I've ever worked for that has offered to help me do anything."
I didn't know what to say, so I just sipped my coffee. Finally she brought me my plate, and then slipped into the booth across from me with her coffee.
"You know, you're the first employee I've had who just watched me eat my breakfast," I told her.
"Do you want me to leave, or are you just teasing me?" she asked.
"Mostly teasing," I told her. Then changing the subject I asked, "Anything happen while I was sleeping?"
"Not really. I met the new girl. She seems sweet. Can I ask you something?"
"What's on your mind?"
"What did you do back at the architect's office? It felt like I was being overcome with emotions, but they weren't mine."
"You've felt me do that before," I reminded her.
"Yeah, but it was always more ... sexual, I guess. Or at least more sensual. This time, it was almost syrupy with love, but without the passion, you know?"
I laughed. Karla was not one of the girls who had a special connection with me. I also sensed that she was a little lonely since Penny had left. I noticed that she didn't socialize with the others, and decided it was because they were her assignment and not her coworkers. Therefore, unless Kip told her, she didn't always know why things happened. And because he was her brother, and a guy, I figured he left a lot to be desired when it came to someone to talk with.
"Do you know what time it is?" I asked.
"It's almost five o'clock. When we get under way again, I'm going to wake Kip and then get started on breakfast. You're not the only early riser in this group."
Karla then left me to make her rounds as I finished my breakfast. I had just put my dishes in the galley and gotten another cup of coffee when the train started to move. I scanned again and saw everything was alright. I also noticed that Shelby was awake.
"I don't mean to disturb you, but if you're interested, there's coffee in the Dining Car," I thought to her.
"What!" she cried. Then, "Oh. It's you. You scared me."
"I'm sorry. I wasn't trying to frighten you. I just noticed that you are awake and wanted to let you know that you didn't have to lie there, wondering when everyone else would be up. Also, we don't have a dress code when it's just us on the train. You're welcome to come as you are."
"Do you always ... oh, never mind! Are you in the Dining Car?"
I told her I was and asked how she liked her coffee.
"Cream and two sugars," she replied. "Thanks."
She was there, sliding into the booth before I got her coffee fixed. She had her notepad with her.
"Would you like something to eat?" I asked as I slid her coffee in front of her.
"Just coffee for now," she replied.
I sat back down and smiled as I waited for her to ask what was on her mind.
"While we were at the architect's office, I called my parents in Fairfax, and asked them to take care of my cat since I didn't know when I'd be getting back home. They said they saw you on TV."
I remained silent. I knew she had more.
"And I talked with almost all the girls except Narvenia and Aida yesterday, and they all thought it was a good idea for me to work for you. They said you paid well and treated your employees fairly. They also said you lived an 'interesting' lifestyle. Grace gave me some forms to fill out and said that my pay would start whenever you said."
"Are you going to accept the position?" I asked.
"I'd be a fool to turn down that kind of money," she said. "But I'm also scared that you'll ... er, expect more of me."
"Shelby, I have enough women in my life right now," I told her. "And besides, I have never forced a woman to have sex with me in my life."
"So you're saying that I don't have to sleep with you..." she asked, " ... if I take the job?"
"I only require that you keep everything you see and hear confidential, and understand that I own everything you write about me and my life. That means that I will decide if, and when it ever gets published."
"What if I decide to leave?"
"Then I'll have to kill you," I teased.
That was the wrong thing to say! She immediately became panicked.
"I'm teasing you, Shelby. If you decide to leave, then you can leave. It WILL mean that I will probably have to pay to have you monitored though. I cannot have you publishing anything about me I don't want published. This is as much for your protection as mine. Think of what the government would do to you if they even thought that you knew about aliens being here on earth."
"So that part was true?"
"What did I tell you about my being truthful? Why don't you ask Narvenia about her home sometime?" I suggested.
"Really? Do you think she would tell me?"
"Shelby, if you accept this position, you'll be treated like one of the family, just like everyone else. While some of the girls like to be treated like lovers, others are like my sister."
"You must treat your sisters very well."
"I only have one sister. She's my twin and she likes to be treated like a lover. Grace's twin sister, Natalie likes to be treated as a sister, not a lover. The same for Abby's sister, Deedee. The jury's still out on Hanna's sister."
"Wow! They were right. You do lead an interesting life!"
"And the question is, would you like to be a part of that life?'
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We could hear the music from the Pavilion as we approached. It looked like they had a good turnout, as most of the ranch guests seemed to have shown up for the dance. There were quite a few older couples dancing, but the girls were all in a bunch at one end. However, Nicky and Grace were not with them. I scanned and located them still in Nicky's room back at the Lodge. I went to where the girls were seated and bowed. "May I have this dance?" I asked the group. "Who are you asking?"...
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Friday, June 4, 1971 The small bulkhead light was still on when I opened my eyes. I found myself wondering what time it was, but I caught myself before raising my bare left wrist to look. "Damn, I still need to do something about getting me a watch!" I thought to myself. "I'll try to find you one when we get somewhere I can shop. What kind of watch would you like?" Vickie thought back. "You're awake?" I asked out loud. "Uh huh. I've just been laying here watching you sleep. Did...
Note: This is not your usual Lush story. It is an experimental play in a theater of the absurd style. There is no sex but it is an entertaining comment on marriage. I encourage you to indulge in something different. I think it will make you laugh and maybe cry. Scene: A formal living room. Mortimer is seated on a sofa in the center of the room when Myrtle enters and sits on the sofa next to him. She is wearing a blue floral dress and a pearl necklace, her gray hair is tied in a bun. Mortimer is...
Chapter Twenty-Five – The Second Task Disclaimer: This story does not reflect the attitudes or characters in the Harry Potter series, nor does it have any affiliation with its author. Story Codes: mffg, f-best, ncon, rape, x-gang, cream pie, grope, magic, oral, orgy, pedo, spank, unif It was the twenty-third of February and Harry Potter was in deep shit; his inability to find a solution to the Second Task’s predicament had caused him great concern. Both Hermione and Ron had been...
Chapter Nineteen – The Yule Ball Disclaimer: This story does not reflect the attitudes or characters in the Harry Potter series, nor does it have any affiliation with its author. Story Codes: mf, mmff, cream pie, exhib, hp, magic, mc, spank, voy The party following the completion of the First Task was a very successful and enjoyable one, especially for Harry, who was fortunate enough to fuck two of the hottest Gryffindor House girls after the party had ended. Lavender Brown and...
Chapter Fifteen – Hogwarts Champion Disclaimer: This story does not reflect the attitudes or characters in the Harry Potter series, nor does it have any affiliation with its author. Story Codes: mf, mf, exhib, hand, grope, spank, unif, voy The selection process for the Triwizard Cup had begun the night before, after the arrival of the Beauxbatons and Durmstrang students. Any student over the age of eighteen and wanting to try their hand at being selected as Hogwarts Champion had only...
Chapter Fourteen – Test Subjects Disclaimer: This story does not reflect the attitudes or characters in the Harry Potter series, nor does it have any affiliation with its author. Story Codes: mg, mf, ncon, cream pie, hp, first, grope, magic, morph, preg, spank, unif The adult version of the Weasleys’ Wizard Wheezes had been deemed a complete success after Ron thanked Fred and George several times for the small bottle of Hot Sauce they had given him to test out. Ron had used it wisely,...
Chapter Thirteen – Hogwarts Pimp Disclaimer: This story does not reflect the attitudes or characters in the Harry Potter series, nor does it have any affiliation with its author. Story Codes: mf, mf, Mf, ncon, x-mast, cream pie, grope, magic, mc, preg, spank, unif, The Triwizard Cup feast had gone off without any problems; Ron had used a wondrous little potion to seduce the beautiful Fleur Delacour, and Harry had finally picked up the trail of his missing Spellbook of Desires. Even...
Chapter Eleven - The Owlery Disclaimer: This story does not reflect the attitudes or characters in the Harry Potter series, nor does it have any affiliation with its author. Story Codes: mf, cream pie, hp, grope, magic, preg, spank, unif The Spellbook of Desires was now in the safe confines of the Weasley twins’ room, locked in Fred’s trunk and sealed magically to prevent anyone from taking it from them. The only problem was Malfoy had copied down several useful spells before the twins...
May 4, 2000, Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania “How were things in Durham and Boston?” John asked when Stephanie and I walked into the Pittsburgh office late on Thursday morning. “Good,” I replied. “I’m still concerned about the ‘Lone Wolves’ in Boston, New York, Philadelphia, and Baltimore, but they all seem reasonably happy.” “We’re doing our best to make sure they feel like part of the team. Everything is set for dinner at 5:00pm. You and I will duck out at 7:00pm, which gives us just enough...
Tuesday, June 8, 1971 "Michael?" Penny called from the open door. "Yeah..." I mumbled. "Time to get up," she said. "What time is it?" I asked without opening my eyes. "It's time to get going. They just said to wake you and tell you to get dressed," Penny said. It took me a moment to remember why I was this tired. I had fallen asleep in my clothes, last night, only to be awakened by a pair of sex-starved Polynesian Princesses. "Aw-w-w ... I'm sorry. Did we wake the sleeping...
The annual Peoples’ Science Fiction Convention was upon the people of New City, Pennsylvania, and by the thousands the citizens made their way to the historic Pavilion Palace – many dressed in various garbs of their favorite fantasy Sci-Fi creatures. Also, many college students who enjoyed the genre journeyed from nearby schools – Amerdale Univ., Overland College, and even as far east as Haverlawn and Arcadia Universities – to see the latest collectibles and catch sneak peeks at upcoming genre...
Sunday, June 20, 1971 I was alone. That in itself was unusual considering how my life had changed in the five weeks since I awoke from killing myself. I was still lying in Ileana's berth, in the Guest Wing of the train. The first thing I noticed was the quiet. Too quiet. I scanned and found that the only other person on the train was Karla. I lifted my left wrist to look at the time. "Damn! I hate not having my watch!" I thought to myself. "Good morning, sleepy head!" Vickie giggled....
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...