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The Adventures of Béla, the Vampire Girl
Book 4: Time Walker
Part 2a
Chapter 1 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

She was riding on his hard cock, another orgasm starting to explode between her thighs and up into her belly. Her eyes were closed, wanting nothing more than to live forever in the next orgasm, never having to face the awful realities she fled from in her ecstasy, wishing it all to be far behind her. Her orgasm exploded, devouring her alive…

She was floating in space – her body suddenly ravenous for sustenance and sucking her dry in restitution for the energy she’d used. She opened her eyes as her existence became more agonizing, not understanding what was happening to her.

She was stunned by what she saw. She was floating in the air high above the ground, which extended around her in every direction. But she was more astounded by what she didn’t see. She could feel Jake beneath her. She could feel the bed against her knees and his hard dick still moving inside her, but there was no one there!

He didn’t seem to notice that she wasn’t there – wasn’t solid and impaled on him. She realized that she must be asleep. She’d fallen asleep while he was fucking her. She smiled, realizing that this was just a dream.

“Where are we?” she asked, looking around, astounded and confused by what she was seeing. Then she remembered – she’d been here in Béla’s mind, when she was initiated and introduced to her immortality.

“I don’t know,” Jake’s thought echoed through her mind. “I found this place in your mind. It must be what you believe to be ‘heaven’.”

Jake was starting to become more solid. Tabatha, suddenly terrified, pushed against his chest, pushed him away from her.

“What is it?” he asked.

Then he opened his eyes. He grabbed her tightly by her hips and thighs to keep her from floating away.

In her amazement, she realized that they were fucking in the middle of the sky, in the middle of a huge, hollow sphere, millions and millions of miles from earth. Her vision began to tunnel as hungry cells sucked the nutrients and oxygen from her blood.

‘No wonder I’m hungry,’ she thought to herself, realizing that somehow she must have teleported all that incredible distance. Then Jake was coming inside her. She could feel it –his beautiful dick pulsing, the hot cum gushing out and coating her insides. She felt her pussy twitch, giving off one small orgasm – all she had strength for.

Then she was too weak to even see where she was. Faintly she could hear Jake talking to her. She wanted to tell him everything would be okay, now, but she couldn’t get her body to work right. She felt him moving away, floating out from underneath her and wanted to tell him to hold her – hold her tight so she wouldn’t fall.

“Well, that’s quite fascinating,” Elaine said caustically, breaking mental contact with Tabatha. She sounded disinterested – almost spiteful. Tabatha blinked at her, not understanding the blond girl was upset.

“We’re in the future, then?” Tabatha asked the Golden-haired Goddess (she wants to be called).

“Yes! Of course you are!” Elaine snapped at her. “Why did you come here? What were you hoping to find?”

“I was…” Tabatha stammered. “I didn’t come here on purpose – I was trying to find a peaceful place where I didn’t have to face all these terrible problems. I thought I was just dreaming.”

“Earth girl!” Elaine accused her. “I looked you up in the Praetor’s database. You and your… life-mate… disappeared over two hundred years ago. You’re probably the one responsible for the Disaster!”

“What disaster?” Tabatha demanded to know. “What happened after I left?”

“Your son’s grandparents, Alicia and Walter Madison, adopted your son,” Elaine told her. “Then, two years after you disappeared, Madison had his wife arrested for embezzlement and took over all her holdings. Jake Hedron’s security division was part of those holdings. His mother had been running it in your lifemate’s absence.

“There must have been information that detailed the weaknesses of her family on file, because by searching through the data at Tomlin Security, Madison discovered the truth about my sister, Béla, and her daughter and all the rest of you.

“One by one, he drugged and captured every member of Béla’s Earth family, including most of Hedron’s relatives, using the security division’s own personnel. Béla’s daughter escaped for awhile, but turned herself over to them after Madison had Hedron’s grandparents executed and threatened to do the same to Béla and her father.

“Once he had them all, they were drugged and executed as enemies of the state,” Elaine said, her voice quivering with emotion. “He kept them drugged. They never had a chance to defend themselves.”

She glared at Tabatha with undisguised hatred. “They searched for you and your husband for a long time. But they gave up when earth civilization went into its final collapse. Alicia spent the rest of her life in prison. I imagine she eventually starved to death when there was no one left alive to bring her food or water.

“So you got your wish, Time Walker,” Elaine said, getting up to leave. “All of your petty little problems are behind you – hundreds of years behind you.”

She stopped at the door and turned around, her white justice’s robe flowing around her feet. “You’ll be expected to report to the university. You’ll have to learn a skill that is compatible with our society. Everyone pulls his or her weight here. Neither you nor your husband will be given any special dispensation simply because you have Béla… my… dead sister’s blood in your veins!”

She turned and left the room, tears streaming down her face as she fled down the hallway. A servant came around the corner. Elaine teleported up to her room before the serving girl could notice her distraught condition.

The girl continued on down the hallway and stopped at the guest quarters where Tabatha was sitting on the bed.

“I brought you some soup,” the girl said. “You need to get your strength back.”

Then she noticed the tears steaming down Tabatha’s face. Tabatha didn’t even seem to see the girl. Knowing her duty, though, the girl sat the tray down on the dresser, came over to the bed and sat down next to her new charge. Gently, she began to wipe the tears off Tabatha’s face.

After a moment, Tabatha blinked, finally noticing she wasn’t alone.

“Who are you?” she asked, confused.

“I’m Sabrina,” the girl said. “I’ve been assigned to take care of you while you recover from your journey. Do you know what’s happened to you?”

Sabrina smiled, hoping she could make friends with this young girl in her charge.

“Everyone’s dead,” Tabatha murmured. “It’s not supposed to be this way.”

“If you mean everyone on Earth, yes,” Sabrina agreed. “I suppose they are. From what I understand, the radiation there is lethal to humans like me. But they’ve been dead for a long time – since before I was born, even.”

“There are still a few fish, though,” she said, trying to help improve Tabatha’s mood. “And insects – lots of insects. They seem to be doing quite well, even.”

“How do you know?” Tabatha asked, surprised that this serving girl could be so well informed about a dying world millions of miles away.

“The Praetor on Earth, of course,” she said simply. “It still transmits data occasionally. Besides the one at the university, it’s the only Praetor left. It hasn’t transmitted for awhile, though. There’s not much going on down there anymore. Just lots of bugs running around. The last human died at least fifty years ago. He was a long-lifer, like you.”

“Like me?” Tabatha asked, anxious to know anything more about her departed family. “Do you know his name?”

Sabrina smiled and began smoothing out Tabatha mussed-up hair. “No, he wasn’t one of Princess Béla’s group. I don’t know who he was, or what really happened to him. He was there, then he was gone. He must’ve died, probably trapped underground somewhere trying to get out of the sun.”

“Is Earth a hobby or yours, or something?” Tabatha asked, wondering how the girl seemed to be so knowledgeable on the subject.

“Well, yes, in a way,” Sabrina explained. “We all come from there, of course. My duties at the university include looking after the preservation of the database. When I was a student, I invented a computer that could link directly with the Praetor’s data banks.

“Twice a day, I have to feed my computer a fresh disk to copy more data on. I always look over the finished disks to make certain that the data is good. Sometimes I get… involved? I guess that’s the word – I get involved in what’s stored on the disk. A lot of it’s quite fascinating. History, I mean.

“Did you know my grandmother developed a technique to reconstitute bodies like the ones the goddesses have?” Sabrina asked. “The bodies she developed were to be used as replacements for members of the old race. They’re all gone now, too – the old race, I mean. I never got to meet any of them. Most of them died when the ship was lost. That was almost two hundred years ago. But the last one died only a year before I was born.”

“Only a few took the option of becoming princes of the realm. I’ve talked to some of them, but they don’t remember much. I guess switching bodies affects your memory,” Sabrina concluded. “But you’d know something about that, wouldn’t you?”

“What?” Tabatha asked. “Oh, you mean the Praetor has data about me being Katie?”

Sabrina nodded, hoping her new charge would say more.

Tabatha grinned slightly, glad to have something to think about besides the fact that her whole world was dead.

“Well, I don’t remember much,” she admitted. “Even when I was Katie, I had amnesia from being caught in an explosion or something. I spent most of my life thinking I was some kind of divine being.”

“Kind of like the goddesses?” Sabrina said, grinning at her.

Tabatha grinned back. “Yes, but I didn’t have the powers Béla does… did.”

Mentioning her blood-sister’s name in the past tense brought everything flooding back into her mind – her grief, her pain. Tears flooded her eyes once more.

Sabrina was quick with the satin cloth, daubing her new friend’s face clean almost as fast as Tabatha shed new tears.

“Ah! There you are!” Tabatha heard her husband, Jake, enter the room. “They wouldn’t let me see you until you’d recovered a little. Did you know that we’re more than two hundred years ahead of where we were? That’s incredible! I…”

He noticed his wife’s condition. “What’s wrong with her?” he asked the girl attending her.

“Shut your yap and open your mind to her!” the girl declared, glaring at him for interrupting. “Even I can see the images she’s projecting. She's grieving! Let her be!”

Sabrina practically ran Tabatha’s husband out of the room, then turned around and gazed lovingly at the strange, red-haired girl on the bed. She was a treasure trove of information about earth life. Even the images she’d picked up from the girl’s grief gave her more data about living on earth than she’d ever had before. Sabrina was definitely glad she’d volunteered to take care of this wondrous prize, this walking data bank of earth life, this… time-walker!

Chapter 2 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

The earth was shaking. The violent bouncing shook Béla awake. Jake was already trying to sit up and was shouting at her. Béla managed to crawl over to him and grab his leg just as the ground beneath them fell away. Then there was nothing beneath them. Jake and Béla were tumbling into the dark maw of the crater surrounding them.

She reached into the teleportation zone, desperately hoping there was no fire there. There wasn’t. An instant later, she pushed Jake and herself out onto their own bed.

“Wow! What the hell happened?” Jake asked, still stunned.

“I think our little pinnacle of earth collapsed,” Béla told him. She pushed herself off the bed, suddenly noticing how badly she stank. “I’m for the shower. See you later!”

“Hold it!” Jake called out as she vanished through the bathroom door.

She stuck her head back in to see what he wanted.

“I don’t know when it’ll be that I see you looking and smelling like you do right now,” Jake began, “and I want to take advantage of it while I can…”

“You want to fuck me?” Béla asked, not believing his audacity. “Like this? I don’t believe it! I’m filthy dirty, I stink, I’m covered with dried piss! What could you… Oh, no!”

He was coming toward her. He was radiating lust. He wanted to fuck her. Right now!

“Jake,” Béla began, “I don’t… please… Oh, God! This is so disgusting!”

He was kissing her and rubbing his hands all over her filthy breasts. Béla moaned as she realized her body liked it. Her body liked being filthy dirty. It liked being wanted when it was filthy dirty. Her cunt added another aroma to her already over-aromatic scents.

Then she noticed that he smelled almost as bad as she did. He was filthy dirty, too, and she was responding to his smell. Béla was appalled that her body would betray her like this. She’d always kept herself as clean and fresh as possible. Her foster mother, Enheduana, back in Sumer, had taught her the divine purity of cleanliness. As a temple priestess, she had to keep herself immaculately clean, and always tried to maintain that level of physical purity in memory of her.

But her body – that fickle piece of flesh designed in a lab by her father – had other ideas right now. It wanted fucked. Not only did it want fucked, it wanted fucked by something dirty. It wanted Jake’s dirty, smelly cock inside it. And that wasn’t all it wanted.

“Oh, God, No!” Béla moaned as she suddenly realized that she was right back where she’d been this morning – needing Jake to open up to her, to take her like she needed to be taken – to do to her what he’d done to Foxy.

Jake was halfway straddling her now, right in the middle of the bathroom. He backed her toward the shower stall, practically carrying her as she held herself up against his onslaught with her arms around and hanging onto his neck. His cock was stabbing her in her pelvis and lower stomach as he walked her backward.

Béla slammed her mind shut against his questing, fearful that he might see her need. She didn’t want to go through another day like the day she’d just had. She would rather live with that particular desire unfulfilled than threaten the uneasy truce she had with her beloved Jake right now.

He roughly shoved her back against the shower wall, still kissing her filthy, sweaty neck and mauling her tiny tits. He took a second or two to lift her up off her feet and slide her down his body. He tightened his grip, stopping her when her butt crack touched his hard cock.

From here, Béla knew the routine. She raised her legs and arched her back, catching the head of his cock with her pussy lips. Then she jutted her pelvis forward again, wrapping her legs around his waist. His cock disappeared into the folds of her labia. He was finally fucking her!

A few seconds later she was luxuriating under a hard spray of water pummeling her head and back as the shower came on. She gasped as the water turned hot and scalded its way down her back. She didn’t know which she liked better right at that instant – that wonderful shower spray blasting the grime off or Jake’s cock hammering away inside her. The combination was driving her rapidly towards orgasm.

She came, squirting her juices against Jake’s cock as he thrust up and down, jarring her entire body as her full weight rammed against his cock with every thrust. She felt more ecstatic right now than she had for several days. There was just one nagging little thing missing…

She straightened up and pushed her head and shoulders back to look at him. He was grinning at her, her eyes growing wider. Her cunt was hot, and wet. And full! And getting fuller! He was filling her up! He was really pissing in her cunt! Her cunt began to flood her body with wave after wave of orgasmic sensation. She trembled and shook, unable even to breathe as orgasm after orgasm swept through her body.

She could feel the hot liquid splashing out of her as his cock rammed in and out. She knew it was running down Jake’s balls and down his legs. She could smell it, even as it washed down the drain, the hot steam carrying the acrid scent back up to her nostrils. Then Jake was coming, squirting something else up inside her. She could hardly feel it, but she felt his cock twitching, and she could feel the sensuous wave of orgasmic saturation that he radiated through her.

As he lowered her down so she could finish her shower, Béla realized that he would probably never do that to her again. But, somehow, he had seen the need for it now. His insight amazed her sometimes. She had needed him to withhold nothing from her, and he had provided her with that need. There was nothing separating them – no lies, no unshared experiences.

Extremely satisfied, but somewhat wobbly, Béla turned her attention to the hot shower-water cascading down on her. She soaped up and scrubbed fiercely at the stench of the last fifteen hours, scrubbing it off her body, out of her hair and out of her mind.

Twenty minutes later, she came back into the bedroom.

“How did you get us home?” Jake wanted to know. “I thought Lisa booby-trapped the ‘zone’.”

“The little minx faked me out,” Béla admitted. “She probably just dream-walked in front of me and threw fire in my face when I tried to teleport earlier. I imagine we could’ve come home any time.”

“I’m glad we didn’t,” Jake admitted. He watched as Béla found something to wear and put it on. “Going somewhere?”

“To check on Lisa and Alicia,” Béla told him. “You should probably call Frank and Tanya to see how the meeting went today.”

“Sure,” Jake said. “But I’m going to finish my shower first.”

He watched her walk out the bedroom door.

Béla was halfway down the stairs when Lisa looked up at her.

“That guy Frank called,” Lisa said. “The one with Tanya. He wanted to know where you were.”

“Did you tell him?” Béla asked.

“No, I let Alicia talk to him,” Lisa told her. “He came over and took her with him.”

“You’ve been here alone all day?” Béla asked, surprised that the house was still in one piece.

“No, just a few hours,” Lisa said.

She was getting bored with this conversation and definitely had more interesting things on her mind. She got up and put her hand on her mother’s arm.

“I want to show you something,” Lisa told her.

The room vanished from around them.

Béla recognized where they were. They were in Frank and Tanya’s bedroom. Frank was fucking his wife. There was something snakelike practically covering Tanya’s torso and coiled around both her breasts. Frank lit it. Tanya went wild, screaming at the top of her lungs and radiating orgasmic sensation through the room as what Béla recognized as a long fuse hissed and sizzled across her belly.

Béla grabbed her daughter and pulled her back into her own living room.

“What was that all about?” Béla demanded, frowning at her daughter.

“Be quiet! You’ll wake us!” Lisa whispered loudly.

“What do you mean?” Béla wanted to know.

“I was showing you what happened to Tanya this morning! You didn’t return to the right time! Alicia and I are still in bed, upstairs!”

Béla looked around, seeming confused.

“Here,” Lisa said, totally disgusted, now. “I’ll do it!”

She grabbed her mom’s arm. Nothing happened. “Alright, we’re back.” The ever-so-slight difference was simply the temperature of the air, or maybe the barometric pressure.

Béla glared at her daughter. ‘What was that all about?’

“I was hoping you’d tell me,” Lisa replied. “I sort of remember doing stuff like that – with you, but you weren’t my mother, then. You feel different, now. I feel different, too. About you, I mean.”

“And you want me to explain it to you?” Béla asked. “What! Vampire sex? I seem to recall it was you that scared the hell out of your dad yesterday with that gunshot. What were you thinking?”

“I don’t know what I’m thinking!” Lisa said, starting to yell. “God! I’m trying to talk to you! I need to know what’s happening to me!”

She was shaking in her fury. She was sure her mom knew exactly was going on and she didn’t want to tell her.

“All right, honey,” Béla said, suddenly more calm. “Let’s sit down. These new feelings you have are symptoms of your body growing up; that’s all.”

“What do you mean?” Lisa asked, puzzled. “I’m grown up? What do I do now?”

Béla smiled, suddenly realizing that her daughter didn’t know why she was here. Human children, at age five, didn’t think about things like that. They were still learning how to live. Lisa was a hybrid. At age five, she was an adult – an adult with no experience in living.

‘No wonder she’s so scared…’

“I am not scared!” Lisa insisted, reading her mom’s thought. “I just don’t know what to do. What am I supposed to do? Why did you have me?”

“Oh, darling!” Béla cried, laughing and hugging her daughter tightly against her. Memories flooded through her mind.

That first night with Jake, actually standing in front of him after all those years of dreams and frustrations, yearning to complete what was begun a century earlier. A baby-murdering monster interrupted her life, then it was interrupted again the next day by that stupid, stupid car bomb and a jammed seat belt.

“You weren’t thinking of me at all, then, were you,” Lisa quietly accused her mother. “Just your own self-gratification.”

“What?” Béla asked, stunned by her daughter’s thought processes. “I made a body! I didn’t make you! You chose me! I distinctly remember your flamboyant arrival. You set my house on fire!”

Béla showed her the memories of Beth’s arrival.

“That was real?” Lisa asked, suddenly frightened. “I have nightmares about that! I blew up a city!”

The room was suddenly about forty degrees hotter.

“Wait, Darling!” Béla exclaimed. “You didn’t blow up a city! It’s still there!”

“But I remember!” Lisa cried out. “I died in that fire! I was glad I was dying! Why am I here now?”

Lisa was sobbing and the room was getting even hotter.

“You’re here because you can’t die, darling,” Béla said, soothingly. “None of us can. You can only move on and forget. But usually, even that doesn’t help. You carry your dreams and desires with you forever. They’re a part of who you are regardless of how you identify yourself or what you look like.

“You blew up a building,” Béla continued. “The energy that would have destroyed the rest of the city was never released. You captured it somehow and it’s still in your mind. That’s why you have the white fire trapped inside of you. You stopped the city from being destroyed.”

She gratefully noticed the room beginning to cool down.

“So,” Lisa said, somewhat less upset. “What now? What am I supposed to do?”

Her voice was still a little shaky.

“Nothing,” Béla said, “Everything. Your life will be whatever you make it. The strange feelings you have inside are sexual feelings. They have to do with reproduction of the species. Although, by telling you this, I hope you don’t decide to go out and get pregnant.”

“Mom…” Lisa said, actually sounding embarrassed.

“I not kidding!” Béla insisted. “That’s was most earth girls do. They go out, exploring their bodies, exploring the marvelous sensations that life offers them, and they get pregnant. For you, it would only be a delay in your life of about five years out of the thousands of years that you will live. But it takes twenty years to raise a human child. Twenty years is a long time for a human girl, and suddenly discovering you’re pregnant can be devastating when you realize that your entire youth will be spent raising your child.”

“That sounds awful,” Lisa said. “Why do they do that? Get pregnant, I mean.”

“Well, most of them don’t intend to when it happens, Hon,” Béla replied. “But after they get used to the fact that they’re going to have a baby, some of them actually decide they like the idea – not that they have much choice in the matter. That’s why Body Monitors have become so popular, especially among the female humans. They can be set so that their bodies are infertile.”

“Hmm!” Lisa said, thinking for a moment. “So this tormented feeling that I get. That’s just sex? That’s it?”

“Well, maybe not for you, darling,” Béla replied, deciding to be perfectly candid with her daughter. “You were pretty tormented when I knew you before. I’m not sure how we should address that.”

“We?” Lisa asked. “You’d help me with this?”

“Of course,” Béla replied. “Why would you think other…”

The image struck her right in the center of her skull.

“Oh, no!” Béla said adamantly, shaking her head. ‘My daughter wants to make love to me!’

“Yes, mom,” Lisa insisted, happily hopeful. “You said you’d help… Show me what it’s like.”

“Oh, God,” Béla murmured, almost to herself. “Jake said this would happen.”

“Honey,” Béla began, then her daughter let her mind open up.

Béla watched Lisa spying on Frank and Tanya. Then she’d come downstairs and seduced Alicia, her evil stepmother.

‘My daughter is already sexually active! She plans to make love to everyone she knows! Starting with me!’

“No,” Lisa gently corrected her mom. “I started with my step-mom!”

‘You would’ve been first when I went to find you this afternoon if you’d smelled better…’

Chapter 3 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

The night before:

Jake had disappeared somewhere after a private little conversation with his wife, who was leading Alicia upstairs.

“Where’s Jake going to sleep?” Alicia wanted to know.

“Don’t worry about Jake,” Béla said, non-commentally. “He’ll be fine.”

They reached the top of the stairs and went right – the opposite direction from that which the wild-looking, flaming young girl had appeared from and vanished into. A faint smell of scorched cotton came from that other direction.

Béla opened her bedroom door and, smiling, invited Alicia in.

“Do you have any luggage?” Béla asked, “Clothing, accessories?”

“I packed a bag,” Alicia told her. “It’s at my folk’s house.”

‘Why would she wait until she’s getting ready for bed before asking a silly question like that? Does she expect me to go get it?’

“Make an image of it in your mind,” Béla suggested. “Include its location – where you think it might be.”

“What?” Alicia asked, not understanding.

“Where’s your bag?” Béla asked. “Is it still packed?”

“Well, no,” Alicia said, trying to remember where it was the last time she saw it.

Béla watched while Alicia remembered. Then the bag was on the bed in front of her.

“Well!” Alicia said, surprised. “That’s a neat trick!”

Béla smiled at the complement. “You need anything that’s not in the bag?”

Alicia thought for a moment, then remembered stuff she’d put in her mom’s bathroom. It was suddenly on the bed next to her bag.

“You’re hired!” Alicia said, grinning. “Come with me back to the Hub! I’ve got plenty you can do there!”

“No, thanks,” Béla replied, grinning back. “I have a job, here – raising the flaming tornado down the hall.”

“Yes! That’s amazing what she can do!” Alicia said, animatedly. “How do you control her?”

“Control? Her?” Béla asked, raising her eyebrows. “You’re kidding, right?”

“Why? Is she that difficult?” Alicia asked.

“Well, not really,” Béla admitted. “Not after we started communicating with each other. But she could teleport the day she was born. In fact, I actually didn’t have her – she came out on her own and landed right in the middle of the floor.”

“God!” Alicia exclaimed. “I’ve had nine children, but I’ve never had one that did that!”

“Creating a vacuum like that, right in the middle of my tummy, just about killed me,” Béla admitted. “But, luckily, your brother was there to help.”

“Yes, we’re lucky that he decided to become a doctor,” Alicia admitted. “That way, our little family secret stays secret!

“So, where do you want me?” Alicia asked, walking toward the bed. “You said I was sleeping with you, and that seemed to upset Jake. Is there something… um, sexual… that you’re expecting?”

“What?” Béla asked, surprised. “No, it doesn’t have to be sexual… Although, regardless of the gender of the person I’m merging my mind with, it often becomes sexual. We are all sexual creatures, after all.”

By this time, Béla was completely undressed – that is to say – naked. She walked toward the bathroom.

“Would you like to share the Jacuzzi with me?” Béla asked. “We can talk some more, if you like.”

‘Relax, will you?’ she thought into Alicia’s unsettled mind.

Alicia hesitated. She wanted desperately to know everything that was in Béla’s mind, and get Béla to help her as much as possible. But, she wasn’t really interested in sharing anything with another female, especially her body. It was bad enough that Béla had Jake.

“Ah… okay,” Alicia agreed, reluctantly. “We can talk some more…”

She shed her gown and carefully hung it on the rack the closet presented to her, and tossed her undies into the hamper. It actually acted annoyed that someone hit it and made a sound like it was shredding her undergarments.

Alicia found it surprisingly easy to make light conversation with Béla in the Jacuzzi, telling her a little about the work she did, and the underground city she was having constructed in Colorado – nothing that Béla wouldn’t have found out anyway when they merged later that night.

Finally, unable to put it off any longer, she crawled into bed with the strange, dark-haired alien girl that had stolen her first love’s heart before Alicia had even been born.

“How do you want me?” Alicia asked nervously.

“Well, it helps if we’re in full body contact,” Béla instructed, “but you can leave your nightie on if you’re more comfortable that way.”

Alicia smiled in gratitude. Although she usually slept nude – especially on nights that her husband was home. This night, she left it on.

Béla’s body felt uncomfortably warm against her skin, especially after the Jacuzzi. Béla, noticing the claustrophobic, clammy feelings emanating from her guest, had the room’s air circulator, normally retracted behind its ceiling panels, lower itself and begin ionizing the room with its slow, silent air currents. Within a minute, she noticed Alicia relaxing.

‘Hello, darling,’ Béla said into Alicia’s head.

Alicia blinked, startled, then stared into Béla’s eyes.

‘Did you just say that?’ Alicia thought back.

‘Yes,’ Béla admitted. ‘Has anyone ever talked to you this way before?’

‘I think that we have met like this before, Alicia thought back, trying to remember, but I don’t know where, or when…’

‘D? vu,’ Béla thought at her. ‘There are other realities besides ours. You think of time as an absolute, but it’s not. Let me show you…’

‘Images appeared in Alicia’s mind – the nightmare that she sometimes had of her son, Jake, dying in a nuclear accident that destroyed a city – of her meeting with her family for his wake in his father’s cabin and finding her son still alive.’

“How did you know about that dream?” Alicia demanded, half sitting up in bed and breaking the mental contact.

“Because I was there, too,” Béla said. “It really happened – in another reality. But that reality was written over by the one we remember with our conscious minds. Different people lived and different people died each time. The first time, your sister lived, and your son died. This time, your son lived, but we both lost a sister.”

“And the city in my dream – the one in the Painted Desert – it’s still there?” Alicia said, finishing the thought.

“Yes,” agreed Béla. “I suppose a sister is a small price to pay for a whole city.”

“Speak for yourself,” Alicia said, sounding a little upset. “I’d rather have my sister back – and I don’t mean Bratty Tabby!”

Béla smiled at that, not having decided who she preferred – her sister and lover, Beth – or her wild, but completely lovable fire breathing daughter, Lisa; not that her preference would matter…

“Come back to bed,” Béla said quietly. “There’s more I would show you.”

“I’m not really certain we should do this,” Alicia said nervously. “I’ll confess something to you. I’m not really keen on someone sorting through my mind, learning all my little secrets – even when it’s you.”

“You asked for my help,” Béla replied gently, sitting up beside Alicia. “The only help I can give you is knowledge. I know what’s going to happen here. You need to know, too.”

“What do you mean, happen?” Alicia asked, more upset, now.

“Come to bed,” Béla implored her. “You will learn what you need to know. I’m not interested in your secrets. I have too many of my own.”

The idea that Alicia might learn some of Béla’s secrets convinced her to lay back down.

‘Ready?’ Béla asked in her mind.

‘What should I expect?’ Alicia wanted to know.

‘An adventure, perhaps, or a nightmare,’ Béla replied frankly. ‘Maybe both.’

An image of the earth whirling madly around the sun assaulted Alicia’s senses. In her mind, she could see what she already knew – radiation from the sun’s increased output was frying parts of the earth even now. As the years swept by, the polar caps began melting more rapidly. Soon, in the coastal cities, buildings stood in fifty feet of seawater. No one could live in them, but it didn’t matter anyway. There weren’t that many people left.

Another century passed. Most of the cities on the planet were destroyed in tiny sparks of nuclear fire that demonstrated the total collapse of civilization as she watched from the safety of her detached view of the planet. The survivors of the holocaust that didn’t die from radiation poisoning were cooked by the sun’s increased anger that seemed directed at the folly of mankind.

Within the next ten years, every living person on the entire planet died. Then, incredulously, the sun expanded and ate Mercury. Alicia watched, stunned as an entire planet, albeit a tiny one, was absorbed into the fiery depths through the sun’s demonic surface.

After that, the sun seems to become more disturbed, almost like Mercury had given it a bad case of gas. The sun expanded again, reaching within ten million miles of Venus. The clouds were blown off of shrouded Venus and vaporized by the intense heat and the solar winds – the atmosphere of the sun. The planet itself cracked into several pieces and, over several months, followed Mercury into the sun’s fiery depths.

The sun tried to expand again, but its mass was no longer great enough to sustain its size. Most of the mass of the sun fell inwards on itself. The thin fiery surface blasted outward in a horribly expanding bubble of fiery, brilliant destruction, dissipating somewhere between Mars and the asteroid belt.

The greater mass of the sun splashed down into itself, then roared outward in a gigantic explosion at a quarter of the speed of light, devouring what was left of the earth, which had already lost its atmosphere and its beautiful blue oceans to the first hellish wave of starfire.

Alicia’s point of view was backing up quickly, trying to stay ahead of the rapidly expanding surface of the sun. Earth exploded on impact like a tiny firecracker thrown into a forest fire. Mars followed a few hours later.

The nova spread outward though the solar system over a period of several hours. The asteroid belt was consumed – an entire planet’s worth of mass broken up millions of years ago in an earlier, comparatively less eventful holocaust.

The sun’s expanding surface was breaking up, now. There were too many masses traveling at too many different speeds to maintain any cohesion. A large mass struck the gas giant, Jupiter, dwarfing its incredible gaseous mass as it flooded over the planet and ignited the remainder of the gas giant’s atmosphere.

Jupiter’s moons spun off in several directions, like particles of sand being struck by an ocean wave. Jupiter itself seemed to become a huge comet – its tail extending out millions of miles behind the planet as the surface of the sun passed on by, leaving its first survivor behind.

Hidden behind Jupiter and completely surrounded by the largest aurora borealis ever recorded was Béla’s home – a small, artificial planetoid – giant magnetic engines attached to each pole striving at full power to hold it in orbit while Jupiter danced across the uneven surface of the nova like a stone skipping on water.

People were dying there, too – some being thrown hundreds of feet into the air and smashing back down against the inner surface as the artificial moon bounced in its orbit. Much of the population was collected in the hollow center, protected with a fragile force field generated by the minds of a few dozen beings like Béla and her daughter.

Alicia sat up, terrified and stunned, breaking mental contact with her tormentor once again.

“That’s your plan?” she cried, accusingly. “An artificial moon?”

She looked at the strange, alien woman in bed with her.

“We don’t have time to build something like that!” Alicia cried out. “We don’t have the resources, the money, the technology… Wait! That’s what you wanted to let me know! You have the technology to build something like that!”

“No,” Béla said quietly. “Not anymore. But it doesn’t matter. It already exists. It took my father’s people four thousand years – but it’s already been built.”

Alicia laughed, sounding a little delirious. “So we just have to… Who’s going to… What? I can’t even comprehend…”

She finally just stared at Béla.

“My father’s ship is coming in, oh, maybe ten, fifteen years,” Béla said quietly. “They’re coming to take me away. It’s a huge ship, and it will be almost empty. It can hold several hundred people. I plan to take everyone I know with me, and anyone they want to bring.”

“Everyone you know?” Alicia asked, incredulously. “I have three, no! Four families! What about them?”

“They can all come,” Béla said, inviting them all. “There’s plenty of room.”

“If others find out,” Alicia told her, “there won’t be enough room. The whole planet will want to go.”

“That’s not possible,” Béla told her. “There’s only enough fuel for one, maybe two more trips. Besides, New Eden isn’t large enough to support more than a few thousand humans.”

Immensely relieved, Alicia leaned over and hugged Béla. She was surprised to actually feel tears in her eyes at the emotion she felt. Then she remembered.

“What about my husband, Walter?” Alicia said, suddenly a little more distraught. “He’s dying. You can save him – like you did Mom, before.”

“I don’t know if my blood can cure cancer, darling,” Béla admitted. “What my blood does to human cells is make them grow faster. A cancer is nothing more than human cells that have forgotten where they’re supposed to grow. By offering him my life-blood, I could be worsening his condition. The cancer could consume him in mere hours. I don’t know what he might grow into.”

“But you have to help him!” Alicia cried.

Watching Béla gaze up at her with her dark, regal eyes, Alicia realized that Béla didn’t have to do anything. She tensed as Béla gently reached out her hand and stroked Alicia’s cheek. An incredible calm flooded through her mind at the vampire’s touch, and she realized that Béla was drawing off the fear and the anger she felt – discharging it like she was simply an energy cell and her overwhelming emotion was simply energy that could be drawn off and grounded out.

“I’m sorry,” Alicia whispered.

Alicia had apologized for something she did maybe three times in the last century. This was the first time she’d ever meant it. Béla smiled at her, recognizing what it took for Alicia to say those simple words.

“Go talk to your brother tomorrow and work out what I tell you,” Béla suggested. “Have your husband see him – call Doctor Frank some kind of cancer specialist if you want, but get your husband to go. Your brother has samples of my blood. He’s been running tests; trying to discover what makes cells heal. If Doctor Frank decides that my blood can help, he can administer it himself as a ‘experimental’ test of a new cancer treatment. If your husband agrees, of course.

“That way, the secret of our longevity is still safe,” Béla told her. “When and if your husband begins to notice that his own life-span in increased, you may tell him then – or not. Depends on how you feel about it then.”

“Béla, you’re wonderful!” Alicia exclaimed, hugging her host tightly.

Then suddenly stiffened up as she realized she was becoming aroused in the presence of this seductive, alien creature. She held Béla away at arm’s length, staring into her soft, dark eyes and hoping that she wouldn’t be offended by her rejection.

Béla smiled and tossed a shoulder. “It’s all right. Just go to sleep. Tomorrow, everything will work itself out.”

“Thank you,” Alicia replied, grateful that she wasn’t going to have to make love to her main competition for Jake’s affection. She also realized that Béla had made it possible for Walter to be saved without spending a night with Béla while she initiated him into their family.

‘No wonder Dad admires her so much. She always seems to have the right answer for everything.’

Then she was asleep. When she woke up, it was daylight again, and the other half of the bed was cold and empty. Béla had left hours ago to handle other things…

‘Perhaps she’s gone to make amends with Jake for not being with him last night. I really shouldn’t be jealous – they are married, after all…’

She went downstairs.

“Where is everybody?” Alicia asked no one, walking into the kitchen.

‘Oh, well. It’s Jake’s house – and I’m alone. Why am I surprised?’

She began checking through cabinets in the kitchen, hoping to find something she could eat that wasn’t too difficult to fix. She stood, looking at a box of pancake batter, trying to read the instructions. She grinned in irony as she remembered the first time her dad tried to teach her how to do pancakes.

“Who knows, sweetie,” her dad said. “You might be in a fix someday and all you have to eat is pancake batter. You should know how to fix it!”

“Well, Dad,” Alicia murmured to herself. “You were right, once again. All I have to eat is pancake batter and I don’t know how to fix it.”

“Add water and mix,” a sarcastic voice sounded from behind her.

Alicia jumped and dropped the box. It landed with a soft powdery ‘poof’ on the floor. Her son’s half-sister Lisa was standing in the doorway. They both looked down at the box and the lovely oval pattern of fine powder extending out across the floor from where the box had come open when it hit.

“Crap!” Alicia said.

She picked up the box and looked around for a broom or something.

“Walk this way,” Lisa told her, sounding mildly anxious.

As Alicia began to walk toward the kitchen door, she was almost tripped by a small vacuum that popped out from beneath the counter she’d been standing next to. The vacuum noisily began to erase the oval pattern of pancake flour off the floor.

Lisa reached out and took the box from her stepmother’s hand. She loosely poured some into a bowl she got down and added some water. Mixing it up, she decided she needed more water. In the meantime, Alicia was playing with the stove, deciding to have some fun with this, too. She managed to get the griddle to come out. Lisa had to show her how to heat it up.

The pancakes were thin and almost tasteless. Neither of them knew what Jake did to make them more palatable. They playfully argued back and forth about who was the worst cook. As a result, they found something else to do with the remaining batter.

“I am not!” Lisa exclaimed, taking a spoonful of batter and spackling her stepmother’s blouse with it.

Alicia shrieked, then reached her bare hand into the bowl and, taking a dripping handful of pasty goo, smeared it on the little brat that just ruined her blouse. They were fighting almost like sisters.

Instead of getting mad, Lisa licked a finger full of goo off her smeared nightshirt.

“Tastes better raw,” she declared.

Alicia tasted some too.

“You’re right, it does!” Alicia exclaimed. “Have some more!”

She flung a handful of batter at Lisa. Lisa opened her mouth. Alicia’s aim was close, but not close enough. The batter spackled Lisa’s face. Grinning evilly, Lisa grabbed the bowl and dumped it over Alicia’s head, both girls shrieking wildly at the top of their lungs. They both slipped on the messy floor and fell flat on top of each other.

Somehow, Alicia’s blouse had come unbuttoned and Lisa was licking pancake batter off her bare tits. She was sucking more than she was licking.

Her tits hadn’t been sucked on since she’d weaned her son, Zachary. During that time, her (first) daughter, Jackie, had informed her of the impending calamity regarding the future of mankind, and Alicia had instructed her body monitor that she didn’t want any more kids – at least, not for awhile. In addition, her constant worrying had ruined her sex life with her husband.

Overwhelmed by the sudden lust in her body, Alicia arched her back, shoving her tender tit further into Lisa’s mouth before she consciously realized what she was doing. She was almost to orgasm before she realized that Béla’s daughter was seducing – no, raping – her!

“Stop!” Alicia cried.

Lisa raised her head from her stepmother’s breast, surprised. Alicia could feel her body being inspected from head to toe by the mind of the alien girl on top of her. Suddenly Lisa’s hand was between her legs, pushing her over the edge, making her come. Alicia cried out, both in orgasm and protest.

Lisa smiled down at her. “Now you do me,” she said, grinning like an elf.

“No! Absolutely not!” Alicia exclaimed.

She started to get up. Lisa slammed her back down on the floor, both hands on her shoulders.

“Why not?” Lisa demanded to know. She sounded hurt and confused. “I did it to you – now you do it to me! I want it to happen to me, too!”

“It’s not right!” Alicia exclaimed. “Girls don’t do that to each other!”

She suddenly felt her mind merging with Lisa’s. Lisa’s mind was wide open – powerful – simple – easy to read.

Alicia could see that Lisa truly didn’t understand sexual relationships. But she was obsessed with sexual feelings. There was even an image in Lisa’s mind of Alicia’s parents doing something really wild – scorching the hell out of her mother’s body just to increase her sensuality while they made love. That scene was confusing, but incredibly arousing to both of them.

“See?” Lisa said earnestly. “You like it, too! Do that to me!”

Alicia moaned, realizing that it would be incredibly easy to accept Lisa’s simplistic view of the world and forget her own moral complexities – at least for an hour or so.

Lisa, taking that to mean ‘yes’, flooded her stepmother’s body with wanton abandon; the same emotion that was driving her own soul right now. Moaning their need to each other, Alicia and Lisa embraced on the floor, kissing passionately and undulating their bodies against each other.

“No,” Alicia managed to whisper – one last feeble attempt to retain control of her senses.

Lisa would have none of it. She simply took over her stepmother’s mind – overloading her sensory capacity with pure lust. Now, all either of them could think about was completion and making her lover feel complete. They ground their pelvises into each other’s hips, their mouths finding each other’s necks.

Then they were both in full Sapphic vampire mode, each biting into the others’ neck and sucking joyfully as they humped their pelvises against each other. They weren’t even fully undressed, they were so eager for release.

Their minds were merged together as tightly as their bodies while each experienced what the other was feeling. Was that Alicia’s nails clawing Lisa’s back? Or the other way around? It didn’t matter. They both experienced the tearing sensation of hot flesh under sharp nails. Then they were both screaming and humping against each other as hard as they could.

Lisa lay on her stepmother, trembling and weak from their shared orgasms. Alicia, finally in control of her own mind once again, shoved the alien girl off her without any preamble. Her bare tits heaved at the ceiling as she caught her breath. Her body tingled strangely. She felt both invigorated and exhausted at the same time. But what she felt most was rising anger.

“That’s called rape!” Alicia exclaimed, still breathless, still staring at the ceiling.

“Maybe,” Lisa admitted, also breathless and lying unseen on the floor next to her. “But you liked it…”

They both managed to get to their feet after several minutes. They staggered into the living room and onto the couch. They both lay, exhausted and weak, unable to speak for several more minutes. Lisa recovered first.

“Wanna go again?” she asked, still breathing heavily.

“What?” Alicia asked, dumbfounded.

“We’re still conscious,” Lisa explained, gazing at her stepmother. “We should do it until we aren’t.”

Alicia managed to sit up, staring in disbelief at the alien girl who claimed to be her stepdaughter.

“Our worlds are so far apart that I can’t even begin to tell you how wrong what you did to me was,” began Alicia. “You violated my freedom of choice, you enslaved me to your will. You raped me!”

She was almost shouting by the time she finished.

“Crap! You liked it!” Lisa cried defensively. “You sucked as much blood as me! Don’t act like you’ve never had sex before! It’s never been that good for you! I could see it in your mind! I made it happen for you better than anyone you’ve ever known!”

“That’s not the point!” cried Alicia angrily. “I didn’t want to! You forced me! You didn’t have my permission to use me like that!”

“You liked…” Lisa’s defiant response was interrupted.

“Incoming message from Frank Tabor. Connect call?” the wall unit said.

“Crap!” Lisa said. “Yes! Connect!”

“No!” cried Alicia. “Video off!”

They were both still naked from the waist up. From head to toe, they were covered with pancake batter and drying blood.

“Hi, Lisa,” Frank said. Then he frowned. “Are you okay? It looks like you’ve been fighting!”

“Video off!” cried Alicia.

The unit, not programmed to her voice code, ignored her. But the unit at her father’s house heard her and shut off its video. They could no longer see him.

Alicia, realizing what had happened, changed tactics.

“Video on! Incoming video off!” she cried.

Now she could see her father, but he couldn’t see them – hopefully.

“What the hell is going on there?” Frank demanded to know. “Are you alright?”

“Yes, Daddy,” Alicia called out from across the room to the console. “We’re fine. We’re not decent right now. Can you call back later?”

“No,” Frank said, making up his mind. “I’m coming over.”

“Oh, crap!” both girls said together.

“Transmission terminated,” the wall console said.

“You think he heard us?” Lisa asked, meaning the bad word they’d both said.

“Probably,” Alicia said.

She felt like a little girl waiting for her parents to find out how bad she’d been.

“Shower time!” she exclaimed. “That’s the fastest way to get this shit off us!”

Alicia jumped off the couch and started running up the stairs. She slammed into the bathroom wall as Lisa teleported them both into the master bath.

She bounced off the wall and landed on her butt, then slid across and hit the back of her head on the sink.

“Ow! God damn!” Alicia exclaimed.

As she felt around her head, she realized she’d broken her nose when she hit the wall.

“You little bitch!” Alicia cried. “What the hell’d you do that for?”

“Sorry!” Lisa exclaimed. “I thought I was helping… But since you’re just sitting there, I’ll shower first!”

Lisa dove into the shower. Alicia climbed to her feet using the sink to pull herself up. She looked in the mirror.

‘Fuck! It’s not straight! My nose is crooked!’

She blinked in pain as she tried to straighten her nose. It was already healed in its new position.

‘Crap! I’ll have to break it again! What’s wrong with me? I’ve never healed this fast before! Even the teeth marks that little alien bitch left in my neck are gone.’

Taking her nose in her hand, she cried out in agony as she forced it back into position, breaking the cartilage again. She held it in place as it healed, hoping that it was centered, since she couldn’t see right at the moment with her eyes filled with tears like they were.

She could actually feel it healing. That’d never happened before, either. In less than a minute, her nose was healed and all the pain was gone. She stared in the mirror in amazement, then remembered why her nose had been broken in the first place.

Suddenly angry again, Alicia stormed toward the shower stall. She opened the door and opened her mouth to shout at Lisa. Lisa jumped, startled by the sudden door opening. She took one look at Alicia’s furious, bloody face and disappeared.

“Damn that girl!” Alicia said angrily, heaving a great sigh. “Well, since the shower’s empty…”

Alicia stepped in. The water was perfect. She stuck her head under and soaped up her sticky hair. Suddenly, she was standing in Béla’s bedroom, with soap running down into her eyes.

Snarling in rage, she stormed back into the bathroom. Lisa was back in the shower. Alicia opened the shower door and yanked Lisa out.

“Hey!” Lisa cried. “I wasn’t finished!”

“Neither was I!” Alicia screamed at her. “I have soap in my eyes, you little bitch!”

“Well lemme fix that!” Lisa hollered back.

Alicia tried to duck, but she slipped and fell. About two gallons of very cold water splashed down on top of her. As she sat in the middle of the bathroom floor, gasping at the sudden temperature difference of the water, she could hear, over the sound of the shower, which Lisa was in once again, that the toilet tank was refilling.

No one answered the door, so Frank used his voice code to get in. He was glad he only lived a few minutes away.

“Anybody home?” he asked.

He looked around. The kitchen was a royal mess. He could smell pancakes. It looked like someone had filled a salad shooter with pancake batter and just spattered it all over the kitchen.

There was a loud thump against the ceiling. In a distant part of the house, he could hear shouting. He grinned as he remembered the wars that Alicia and her younger sister, Katie, used to get into when they were kids. He remembered that Alicia, although six years older, usually lost. Katie had been the real scrapper in the family.

Sighing as he missed his younger daughter yet again, he followed the sounds of battle up the stairs and into Béla and Jake’s bedroom. The carpet was wet. The screeching and shouting was coming from the bathroom.

‘I feel like I’m home, again,’ Frank thought as he sighed, happily. ‘I didn’t realize how much I missed having the kids around…’

He opened the door. Lisa had Alicia in a headlock. Alicia tripped Lisa and they both fell. The shower was running. There was water all over the floor.

“Hey!” he shouted, unable to keep from laughing at the hilarious scene laid out before him.

Both girls jumped away from each other. Lisa took a quick look at him.

“Oh, fuck!” she exclaimed.

She vanished. Alicia slipped one more time and fell to the floor. She looked around for her antagonist. Not seeing her, and seeing Dad, instead, she shrieked in outraged frustration and pulled her own hair.

Alicia sat on the wet bathroom floor crying her eyes out. Frank waited patiently. He was enjoying this scene too much – not in an incestuous way, although Alicia was naked and finely built, just like her mother.

Alicia stopped crying as she heard her father laughing.

“What’s the matter?” she cried at him. “Why are you laughing at me?”

“I’m not laughing at you, sweetheart,” he said, finally bringing himself under control. “It’s just been so long since I’ve seen a good cat fight…”

That was what he called the squabbles that she and Katie used to get into – catfights. He never defended or reprimanded either sister for starting the fight, and they’d both loved him for that, although each privately believed that he should have supported her against the other sister.

“Cat fight?” Alicia asked, looking up at him. “That means you’re not even going to ask who started it, are you?”

“Course not!” Frank exclaimed, still grinning. “Now get dressed. I’ll wait downstairs.”

He blew her a kiss and turned away, heading back toward the stairwell.

Alicia heaved a great sigh, audible all the way to the stairwell.

‘Little Miss Sophisticated,’ Frank thought happily to himself, hearing her. ‘She's still just a little girl inside. My little girl!’

He started down the stairs, then changed his mind. He opened the door to Lisa’s room without knocking. Lisa was hovering in a lotus position two feet above the bed. She was naked. She was wet. There was a thin ring of fire surrounding her and water dripped down onto her bedsheets. Except for the water, she reminded him of the planet Saturn surrounded by its delicate rings.

“You might want to clean up the kitchen a bit before your parents come home,” he suggested, ignoring the exotic sight before him.

As he closed the door, something large and solid struck the other side and bounced off. He grinned again and went downstairs.

‘I really miss being a parent…’

Chapter 4 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

“I don’t believe that I should be the justice in this case, since I’m the one pressing charges,” Elaine explained to the Bard Geoffrey. “This time-walking woman abandoned her family when they needed her the most. They all died because of her!”

“You don’t know that for certain,” Jeff said, more quietly than the Golden Goddess had been speaking. “She may not have had anything to do with it.”

“But she did!” the goddess insisted. “And she knows it! In her own mind, I saw the images she used to escape her past and come here. She did it on purpose! She wanted to get away!”

“That’s not a crime,” Jeff told her.

“It is when you take the only