Tenchi Muyo All Good Things Chapter 141 Departures
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Introduction: We pickup chapter 28 and continue the chapter. Chapter 28 part two. Written by hard93.
Just after JJ and Kathryn with their three daughters, leave the hospital after paying their two thousand six hundred and four dollar bill for the short stay. JJ drives Kathryn and their three daughters home and continues with their life.
The roads cleared, salted, and life again takes on normalcy. Schools are still out today they will begin on their schedule times after the weekend. Although my life is anything but normal for the next few days, Amanda seems to get hungry every four hours of the day or night. I would awake Kathryn by rubbing on her breast, as her nipple hardened and begin to leak the first few times Kathryn would complain, You know we cannot do anything just yet.
Amanda would soon stir in her crib and Kathryn wondered how I knew exactly when our daughter was getting hungry. By the second time, Kathryn had figured it out. She only wondered why she lacks the connection to Amanda that I have.
The truth was she had the same connection I had, although her mind so busy she did not hear the soft voice that is Amandas feelings. Kathryn asks, JJ, how can you tell when Amanda is hungry and I cannot?
I knew Amanda was getting hungry at that moment, and Kathryns mind was abuzz with many thoughts and worries. Perhaps because of my meditation, I kept my mind quiet, which is how I could sense Amandas needs. I smile before I tell Kathryn, Love, you can to if you would just listen. Allow your mind to go quiet do not worry about anything and just listen.
Kathryn looked at me a minute skeptically as I knew she was trying to quiet her mind. Her eyes widened suddenly as she realize that Amanda was hungry. The look of wonder on her face as her mind touched our daughters. She knew Sam and Crystal were both getting hungry as well.
Kathryn giggles then says, I will take care of Amanda, you feed Crystal and Sam.
I chuckle and say, I will make lunch for us. It should be ready by the time you finish feeding Amanda.
For the girls lunch I made grilled cheese sandwiches and tomato soup, it was still little cool and the girls have been riding their bikes with their Uncle Marshall and Johnny. Mistys parents were watching Marshall Junior and enjoying her new home.
Misty was painting one of her new masterpieces. I simply loved her art. Now that her father come back into her life Misty felt inspired, and was enjoying painting for the first time since leaving her father. Marshall volunteered to take the girls out riding to get Misty some time alone.
I was checking on our investments, something I rarely did, Kathryn has taken that over. What I found shocked me, Kathryn and our group was doing far better than I imagined. The Samsons only started three months ago have outpaced what Marshall and Misty had done during their first three months. I smile thinking that they should soon be in a place where, they can retire and even if a major crash in the stock market occurred they would still have enough to easily see them through it.
Even now Kathryn was diversifying, she had put a large amount of money into solid assets, silver, gold, platinum, even some diamonds and other precious gems. The rest of the family had followed suit.
The joint trust purchased a large piece of land out in the countryside of the upper Midwest. I see where they are paying Daniel to design a large home capable of housing the entire family including my adoptive members. Actually, it looks like Daniel is designing a small community, complete with underground connecting passageways to each of the homes with storerooms and safe rooms. From the blue prints on the computer, it appears as half of the living space is underground, with a large central complex housing a theater, kitchen and several large community rooms.
I wonder if we going to spend the winter there sometime. I know Coach Edwards talks about retiring, and Kathryn will not admit it, but she does not want to be anywhere her Dad and Mom is not nearby. I know the kids will probably love the snow, and from the weather reports, the area gets quite a lot. Perhaps that is the reason for all the underground facilities, because they would allow us to be together in bad weather.
I look at a satellite overview of the land, is quite isolated a small two-lane road only goes to the edge of the property, a large lake borders one side of the property and it does not look like anyone is developing the area around it. The area that Daniel is developing on the land resides fairly near the road and overlooks the lake. I noticed Daniels plans using solar and wind generators to power the facilities. Perhaps that is why the land is undeveloped, there is no power lines near it.
When I bought our property, I was not particularly looking for privacy, but now that I am a multibillionaire, I can see where that could be nice. If we develop the land without anyone knowing whom or why, it could be a safe refuge for the family.
Locally I am well known and liked, I hope. That could be an issue. When someone told Lester that, a billionaire was getting married at his home he decided to come and see if he could rob the place. His downfall happened when he decided to make some extra money by prostituting out Nicole.
Given Nicoles behavior, I am sure we still could have adopted Sam if Nicole had lived. I mean I would never allow Lester to control Sam for a moment if I could. However, rewriting time is not something I am capable of no matter how much money I have. Therefore, I could never change the circumstances that brought Sam into our lives. Sam coming into our life was in soon enough to prevent Lesters abuse. That is what I would really change if the opportunity were presented.
Over the past months, it has become evident that the only reason Lester and Nicole wanted Sam was from the combined life insurance her parents and grandmother left to Sam. We had recovered ninety percent of that money for Sam. We added it to her trust, and when she turns eighteen, she will gain control of her trust. In the meantime, I will probably get anything Sam desires after all I do love spoiling my girls.
Speaking of spoiling my girls, I am making them lunch with tomato soup and grilled cheese, and cooked apples for dessert. The grilled cheese sandwiches has two different types of cheese that melt well together, they give a rich flavor that the girls love. Unfortunately, Misty did not make the tomato soup. I had to substitute canned soup. After a quick phone call to Daniel asking if, he and Kara could join us for lunch as well. Daniel had requested the apples, which I did not have any problem adding to lunch, especially since he volunteered to bring the ice cream. The apples I will serve hot with a scoop of vanilla bean ice cream on top.
I expect more for lunch than just Kathryn, Sam, and Crystal. Mom rubs me on the shoulder seeing the stack of grilled cheese sandwiches I am making. She giggles and says, By the look of that stack of grilled cheese sandwiches you are expecting the entire family for lunch?
I chuckle as I reply, Well the biggest part of the family. Can you stay, please?
Mom gets my chin a caress and says, Wild horses could not pull me away.
I smile because I knew she was going to stay. I am starting the apples, six sticks of butter with about twelve pounds of apples cored and sliced, nutmeg and cinnamon with a dash of salt. You can add brown sugar when using tart apples, but I am using sweet apples so I leave it out. When the butter melts, I add the apples and spices stir to coat with the butter then cover with a lid. Cooked apples are simple as pie, will you can use them for pie filling too. If there would be any leftover, I might consider that. Once their warm soft and slightly sticky you simply dish them out to a small bowl and then top with the ice cream. The dish is Apple pie à, la mode without the crust, which is easier than pie.
Sam comes in running and I turned to catch her just in time. I give Sam a squeeze after I have her in my arms. She calls over her shoulder after catching her breath, Told you Uncle Marshall. Daddy has lunch ready.
Marshall chuckles then says, You are right Sam, JJ did make lunch for us.
Johnny says, I am glad Sam was right, Marshall was grumbling all the way back.
Crystal smiles and says, I knew Daddy was going to have lunch ready too.
I give Sam a peck on the cheek then set her down to take Crystal into my arms and give her a hug as well. I give Crystal a peck on the cheek then set her down to continue cooking. Misty shows up with MJ, Carl and Sarah. Carl has MJ in his arms and from the look on Sarahs face, I doubt she has gotten to hold MJ yet.
Sam and Crystal has gone to the bathroom wash their hands and return. They begin setting the table. I hear Cindys voice ask, Sam do you need any help?
Sam suggests, Can you put some napkins out?
The three girls work together as Kara gives me a hug. She says, Daniel will be here in a couple minutes.
I return her hug and then say, I am glad I made enough.
Kara giggles and says, You think you did, remember I am eating for three.
Kathryn giggles as she steals her sister, pulls her to the table to sit beside her. Kathryn caresses Karas belly and asks, Have you found out yet what the babies sex are?
Kara as she places her hand on top of her sisters she says, Mom and Dad are coming over, soon Maria and Michelle will be here too. When everybody is here that can get here today I will tell everyone.
Does not take long for the family to arrive and I was correct everyone is there except for Uncle George. Alyssa will take lunch to him, after she learns the news Kara has.
I bring a couple large platters of sandwiches, Mom starts dishing out the soup, the girls had put crackers out, along with a couple of the items the family like adding to the soup. Alyssa begins helping Mom before long the table is set and lunch is ready. I give apples a final stir and remove them from the heat. I will leave them in the kettle to retain their heat while we eat lunch.
Taking my place beside Kathryn I can feel her impatience waiting for the news Kara promised to share, Daniel finally makes his way to the table and sits down beside his wife. From the expression on his face, he also wants to know what Kara has to say.
Kara taking a sandwich dips it into her soup and begins eating before she looks up and sees the entire table waiting for her news. She is surprised and stops chewing for a moment. She quickly eats the bite she has in her mouth. Feeling a little uncomfortable at all the stairs from the family, Kathryn comes to her sisters rescue by saying, Let the poor pregnant woman have her lunch. The boys need all the food they can get.
Now giggling Kara shakes her head no to let her sister know her guess was incorrect. Now over her shyness Kara looks at Daniel and says, I know you want a son…
Daniel quickly says, I do not care as long as the babies and you are healthy.
Kara giggles again before she says, The doctor says we are doing fine.
Daniel puts his hand on Karas belly and looks into her face with a smile he says, I am glad my daughters are healthy.
When Kara shakes her head no Daniels eyes almost water, his emotions are running so strong. Kara quickly comes to his relief. Kara says, Kathryn and you are only half right. I am having a boy and a girl.
Daniel quickly throws his wife in a hug gently pulling her out of her chair and into his lap. The two kiss passionately to laughter from the family. Kathryn simply slides Karas plate closer to Daniel, after the kiss he still holds her on his lap, he feeds her to the occasional giggle from Cindy, Sam and Crystal.
At the end of lunch, I get a large bowl placing the apples with three scoops of ice cream I put it in front of Kara. Her eyes go big as she says, Thanks JJ, how did you know what I was craving.
With a chuckle I say, I did not, when I called Daniel to tell him about lunch he asked if I could make apples. He brought the ice cream too.
Daniel chuckles at Kara surprise. In a happy voice he says, JJ explained to me how he felt when he was getting Kathryns cravings. I noticed I was having the same reaction so I asked JJ to make the apples.
Kara again kisses Daniel to laughter from the family. Kathryn and I hold hands as we get an odd sensation from Amanda, Mom has placed Amanda with MJ in the crib together the two babies awoken to laughter now stare into each others eyes. It is not as if Amanda is afraid she seems more curious.
I lift Amanda out of the crib, once she is away from MJ she begins to cry and he does too. Kathryn lifts MJ when the babies can see each other they instantly stop crying. The two are resting in our arms as we sit side-by-side. As long as the two babies can see each other, they remain calm, but as soon as Kathryn or I turn and the babies are out of sight of each other, they seem to cry for the other.
It takes a few more minutes before the two babies fall back to sleep. We lay them back into the crib, and rejoin the rest of the adults. I enjoy some apples and ice cream, but Kathryn waves hers away rubbing her belly saying, I need to get into that prom dress.
For the life of me, I do not know what she is talking about, even though she just had a baby her stomach seems to be getting flatter by the day. She thinks she needs to lose a few pounds but to me she is perfect. She stands at the same height as her mother now. Even though she was pregnant, she still grew two inches taller during the last year. Kathryn stands five foot six inches. Now that she is breast-feeding her bra size is a thirty-four C cup.
Kathryn swims as much as she possibly could, as well as take care of Sam, Crystal and Amanda. We had discussed hiring someone to help, but Kathryn dismissed it saying, It is not that hard to do after all Mom took care of eight of us.
After lunch, Michael senior pulls me over to speak to me by myself. He begins, JJ I have some bad news. The school board has decided that your self-defense classes are too much of a liability for the school. After this year, they are discontinuing the classes.
A mixture of emotions run through my mind, first disbelief, then anger, sadness, and concern for the younger girls who will not have a chance at the self-defense classes. I remember back when I first learned from Ms. Clark how my self-defense classes helped the girls that were assaulted. How each of the last three years the number of assaults had steadily dropped, that during this year or so none of the girls that I instructed had been the victim of a sexual assault.
The coach explained, They had a crackpot lawyer call up saying he was going to bring a lawsuit against the school for training their students in a deadly form of martial arts.
I state, By its very definition martial arts is always deadly, even boxing can be deadly and that is an Olympic sport. When you think of the Olympics you automatically think of gymnastics, track and field, swimming, although martial arts of been well established since the late nineteen sixties. Jujitsu and taekwondo are firmly established Olympic sports. It is a mixture of the two that I teach in my class.
The coach looks at me, I think that does not matter to them right now, politically they are scared. You can be training Olympic team right now and it still would not matter. I even threatened to quit, and that did not work. They accepted my early retirement.
I am shocked at this news, but a few things seem to fall into place now. Is that why the family bought the land out of state?
The Coach shakes his head no without saying another word. Kathryn slides her arms around me, it feels good to have her there.
Daniel having heard part of the conversation clears his throat then says, It is not just that reason JJ. I have gotten a couple threads. I turned them over to the sheriff. They managed to track down the person doing the threats. The problem is too many people know that the family is extremely wealthy and where we live. In short, we have very little security here.
Mom joins the conversation, I worry about the children, if you have noticed one or more of the adults are always with the kids lately. We do not even have a gate, there is very little to slow someone down from grabbing one of the girls. If it was not for Sams dreams and you taking them to heart, there is a very good chance those four criminals would have killed most of the family.
The Coach continues, There is a reason why jewelry stores have security guards. We even thought of having a gate put up down the road, with security on it, but that would not stop people from coming up the river.
Daniel shakes his head and says, We tried to figure out how to make this place more secure after the threats. What we found out there is not any way of doing that. You know I incorporated safe rooms in all the new houses. I know a safe room is in this house as well, the problem is when you are in the safe room you are trapped. Kathryn said you saw the plans I have been working on.
I shake my head yes and Daniel continues, We just managed to acquire the land all around the lake, it was undeveloped, even down the road slightly further. The public road ends with a bridge and we owned the land to that point. We will place a gate at the bridge, along with security cameras and barriers to secure the entry of the property.
I ask, Why did you start all this without asking me?
The Coach takes a deep breath and says, If we could secured this place, it would not have been an issue. Daniels plan was the backup until we discovered there is no way of securing this area. Even the county would not allow us to put up a security gate, even after we offered to pay for the roadway.
Kathryn says, We have only been working on this for about a month, two weeks ago we purchased the first track of land. We managed to buy the rest of the land that surrounds the lake yesterday. The company that was holding it had plans of developing the land for a resort. A lot of the community believes that is exactly what is going to happen, a resort constructed on that land. I have hired a construction firm from out-of-state to construct the facilities. They have some expertise with underground construction.
Daniel smiles and says, We can still live here, the new facilities could be used if our security is threatened in some manner. The land we will build several large homes. I have a revised blueprint of the facilities. I have added a common indoor pool, along with a hydroponics section. Part of the land needs cleared, I have added a barn along with a list of agricultural equipment we will need. It will allow us to be nearly self-sufficient if needed.
Shake my head yes before I say, That sounds like a great idea, we stay here long enough to maintain this is our address each year. Hire a few trustworthy people to maintain the homes here. They can even forward our mail if needed. Now that I will retire again it does not matter where I live at as long as I have my family with me.
A month later Kathryn and I are attending the prom, they always have a few teachers attend the proms. Is not as if the chaperones are there to prevent the kids from going off and having sex, it is more like to prevent the fights. The student body invited Kathryn and I to attend which is slightly irregular.
As Kathryn descends the stairs, she astounds me yet again. The expression on my face has her giggling and she says, Mister Meyer if I did not know better I would think you are infatuated with me.
Smiling in my new tuxedo, I say, Mrs. Meyer I am definitely in love with you. You are the most beautiful woman in the world to me.
Sam descends the stairs in a beautiful dress that matches Kathryns dress. Her hair pulled back from her face but falls over her shoulders. I smile brightly at my daughter and say, Oh look here my Princess is all dressed up for the ball.
Next to come down the stairs is Crystal she too is in a beautiful dress that matches Sam and Kathryns dress. Smiling brightly at my second daughter I said, Both my beautiful princesses are all dressed up and ready for their first ball.
Moms there to take pictures this will probably be the last time that Kathryn and I go to a school function. I seriously doubt that any of my children will attend high school. Sam only attends my self-defense classes to complete her physical education required by her homeschool. With the school board, discontinuing the self-defense classes they will have to find a new general physical education instructor.
Daniel has been working with the construction firm. They have broken ground and have given us an estimate of completion barring any major changes we are looking at around twenty-eight months until the facilities are completed. That would be another reason why my daughters will not attend high school, when we move it will be to disappear from public life.
We take my SUV and arrive at the prom. I help my wife and daughters out to prevent wrinkling their dresses I lift them by the waste and set them on the sidewalk. Sam and Crystal giggle as I spin them around before setting them down. We happen to be one of the first to arrive, we will probably be among the last to leave.
We just made our entrance when a beautiful looking Kara and handsome Daniel enter the prom. Kara at five months along is definitely showing. The photographer takes three pictures of Kara and Daniel, one with Kara in profile showing off her belly bulge. Daniel had his hand over Karas belly with their wedding bands clearly displayed. The photographer took one photograph of Kathryn and me, together then one with the girls in front of us, one with the girls by themselves and together.
We find our table, of course for sharing it with Daniel and Kara the tables arranged to seat six. Deborah and Jim have the table next to us. As a song starts, Sam and Crystal take to the dance floor and Kathryn and I join our daughters. Only a few moments later Daniel and Kara join us as well.
After the third song, we return to the table, although Daniel and Kara remain on the dance floor. Quite a bit more people have arrived all looking lovely and their formal attire. Jim and Debs finally arrived nearly a half an hour late. I know he left quite a bit earlier than we did. Debs looks stunning and Jim smiles brightly as they dance on the dance floor together.
As that song ends, Kara and Daniel make their way back to our table. Jim and Debs arrive Debs is very excited and as she sets she displays her left hand which now has a beautiful engagement ring. The diamond sparkles catching Kara and Kathryns attention. As Debs shows her ring off to them, Jim announces I like to introduce you to the future Mrs. Deborah Sampson.
Although Jim is on the Junior varsity team, he decided to go ahead and graduate this year. This summer he will train with his father and us, he wishes to be a stock trader. He has already completed his GED, but will attend his normal classes until graduation and the student counsel allowed him to go to the senior prom.
Joan comes by she happen to be at the table next to us, along with Johnny and Janet, and Jim and Debs. Joan actually does not have a date for the evening, Joan and Johnny are both seniors, they pass through a few grades early in California. Joan as the newest senior of her class it is a little hard for her to find someone. Although she is, quite attractive with her dark brown eyes, strait black hair just pass her shoulders, and a light bronze complexion. Unfortunately, most of the senior boys have coupled up by this time. The few that have not have been are biting for her attention but she has very little interest in them.
Johnny a senior too, is Janets date, Janet is a freshman perhaps that is why he was able to get her to come. Nevertheless, he does seem taken by Janet, Jeremys granddaughter. I have gotten to know Janet pretty well from classes, she also helps occasionally with the charity and holds an internship there. I smile thinking Johnny could not do much better, as the two walk hand-in-hand to the dance floor they seem to be made for each other. Janet chose well for her ball gown, it works well with her hair color. I really had not paid much attention to Janet earlier, although she seems to have highlighted her hair for the prom other than that, she is her same self.
Janet like most people from this area is a mixture typically of English, and Scotch Irish descent along with Cherokee, a tribe of Native Americans. Janet has Auburn hair with strawberry highlights. She stands about five foot six inches average for her age and heritage. She has warm brown eyes that nearly look golden in the sunlight. The tight lines of her gown show off an attractive athletic figure.
Joan would say, I am not sure if they are interested in me, my looks or my money. The boys at high school seem to be so shallow.
Kathryn empathized, I was the luckiest girl around I had JJ, maybe you should ask one of my older sisters for advice. They are all very attractive so they know what you mean by them being interested only in the way you look.
Joan gets a slightly devilish look and ask, You think we can share JJ tonight? Seeing Kathryns shocked expression she giggles and continues, Just dancing. I expect Jim and Johnny to dance with me a few times as well.
Kathryn begins giggling along with Joan and Kara before she shakes her head yes but warns, You know how the rumor mill is around here. If you can deal with it, I do not have a problem.
Joan shakes her head says, School is the same no matter where you are at. Kathryn shakes her head yes to that.
During the prom the first few hours I spent dancing with Kathryn, Sam and Crystal mostly, I did dance three times with Joan and even once with Kara as Daniel danced with Kathryn. During the dance with Kara, she asks me, JJ did you ever think what would have happened if I had come to the mailbox the day you met Kathryn?
I chuckle for second before I say, Quantum physics makes my head hurt, but I am sure there is a universe where that happened. They may be a universe where we are married, anything that can occur will generate a new universe with a different timeline. Yes I did think of it, but I hate to tell you this I am glad you stayed inside.
Kara with a giggle says, Actually I am too. Kathryn is happier than anyone that I know, except maybe me. I do not know about any other universe but in this one we are with who we are meant to be with.
Smiling at my sisters wisdom I say, I have to admit, you are a genius Kara.
Kara dancing us closer to Daniel says, Why thank you brother, you do know it runs in the family. Kara and Kathryn switch partners during the dance and I pulled my wife close to me.
After we spin across the dance floor a little bit Kathryn asks, What did you and Kara talk about?
Whispering into my beautiful wifes ear I say, Quantum physics, and I have to admit Kara has the best grasp on the subject. She told me in this universe we are with whom we are meant to be with.
Kathryn giggles and says, My sister is a genius.
Chuckling I say, It runs in the family, I could not do better if I had tried. I have a beautiful wife who is a genius at finance, I have ten brothers and sisters, geniuses all.
Kathryn smiles brightly and says, The ten of them will appreciate your confidence in them.
I had not thought but there is another connection to ten, Kathryns four sisters and three brothers, Joan, Johnny, and Marshall. However, my family is quite larger than that now with the Coach and Helen, Mom, Uncle George and Alyssa, MC, Misty, Daniel and all the kids. I am sure it is far from finish growing. Kara will have twins the summer. Moreover, it would not surprise me if Michelle, MC, Maria, Joan and Karen would get married shortly and start families. Kathryns three brothers all have fiancé,s and life plans that take them away from us, but no farther than a phone call or flight.
Michael Junior has decided to continue his education and become a medical doctor. Mark also wishes to become a doctor but have not decided which field. He is leaning towards pediatrics saying the family growing so large will need a full-time pediatrician. Eddie has decided to go into engineering, and he has taken the fast track at college not taking the summer semesters off. Maria will be finished this semester, although I am unsure what she majored in, I think it was early childhood education. I know Maria loves children. Sam Crystal and Cindy all love their aunt Maria.
Overall, my family is quite diverse in their pursuits. Misty is an artist of renowned, after all Lloyds of London appraised her work, Change, for three quarters of a million dollars. Mistys other works was appraised nearly as high.
Daniel is an architect and proving to be in very high demand. Kara so far has helped Daniel in his practice, is a natural born interior designer, and her eye for style and function has helped Daniel rise to the top. The two of them fit together like excellently cut puzzle pieces, they complete each other with their talents.
Michelle, supplements the business sense my mother needs, the two of them have renovated a second and now started a third theater, they are adding a multiscreen theater at our mall, the old one close down several years ago. Now with the upturn in the local economy Michelle feels that the need for entertainment has grown sufficiently to support a larger theater. Michelle has Daniel and Kara with Moms oversight working on the blue prints, and construction should start in a couple months.
MC, Michelle Collins is a columnist of renowned, and now an author of one of the best-selling childrens books in the last two decades. Her fairytale a Samantha and her Prince Daddy is in its third publication each larger than the last, and seems to sell out of stores faster than they can arrive. It is both sad and sweet and ends like a true fairytale with everyone living happily ever after.
Someone once asked me, With all that money why not just retire and do nothing, raise your kids living off all that wealth?
I chuckle as I replied, It is a lot more fun helping others, you know that good feeling you get when you have actually done something good for someone, like giving firewood to a poor old woman to help keep her warm. You will find yourself having a warmer life for the giving. If I stopped, become selfish and miserly, I am sure I would not be the only one who suffered.
Here is the truth, whether we want to admit it or not, every single one of us are connected. What we do eventually will come back through that connection. Good or bad it will return through our interconnectivity, no matter what your belief, we all still have that connection. No man is an island, we all suffer when one of us suffers, most people ignore that, are too numb from their own self-centeredness, too engrossed in our own problems to even realize how connected we are to our family, to our community, to our nation, to our world, and the universe as a whole.
If you do not believe that try this simple exercise, do without everything that someone other than yourself has created, manufactured or produced. Use only what you have made from raw materials, such as wood from trees you cut, steel from ore and coal that you mined, clothing from the wool from sheep you have shepherded.
I hope you see my point now, in this modern life were even more dependent on each other, even a hundred years ago our great-grandfathers were nearly as dependent on each other, even a thousand years ago it was the same. Truly and no time in our history as a species we have been independent, we have always depend on others to help us survive.
In truth that is a strength, our interdependence if we recognize and embrace it. I do not have to accomplish everything for my survival, I can depend on others to help me survive. Once we work together realizing our interdependence, our interconnections life truly could become better for all.
I do not know why musings come to me like that. It is something about being near Kathryn that brings that out. I know for sure my wife is my life. The two of us are so connected and that makes us so dependent upon the other. Maybe that makes it easy for me to see on outward, realize how dependent we are on others.
The plans Kathryn has for this evening are no surprise to me. That does not mean I do not appreciate them, and love her for the effort. Even the effort she went into trying to conceal them, to make it a surprise. I know in about ten minutes Daniel and Kara will take Sam and Crystal home for the night. Leaving Kathryn and I alone, she is even arrange for Amanda to be taking care of by Misty until noon tomorrow.
No wonder Kathryn had such a shocked expression when Joan asked if she could share me this evening. Kathryns plans for tonight have nothing to do with sharing me, tonight is going to be just us. Kathryns Doctor has just given her clearance for us to resume our sexual activities. Kathryn wanted to make it extra special, like our second first night together, as a married couple Kathryn become pregnant on our first day together as husband and wife.
It seems like in this universe our children are in a hurry to be with us. It is not that I mind that, I just hope Kathryns body is not adversely affected. We do our best to ensure we get adequate nutrition, a good multivitamin every day, a balanced diet, and suitable exercise to maintain our weight.
I do want Kathryn to wait a while between pregnancies, it is not that I dislike how her body changes or having a house full of small children. We adopted Sam and Crystal, and Amanda was born all before our first anniversary, they are our Princesses. Most young couples never deal with having three children before their first anniversary. Kathryn and I seem too stride it easily, although sometimes I do wish I had Kathryn to myself for a moment or two longer. However, we would never give up our three girls for anything.
Going back to the table just before Sam and Crystal leave for the night, I take each of them up giving them a warm hug and kiss on the cheek. I quietly whisper in their ear, Be good for your Aunt Kara and have a good night.
Kathryn punches me lightly in my arm and pulls me back onto the dance floor. As we begin a slow dance, now later in the evening the DJ is playing a lot more slow dance music. I do love holding my wife close to me. Kathryn looks up into my face and asks, How long have you known?
I answer, Just tonight, when Joan asked if she could dance with me. I did not want to use that word share, just in case it was overheard. I do not care about the rumors, but I am not going to help start one.
Kathryn giggles looking into my face she says, I guess I thought a little loud right then.
Kissing below my wifes ear on her neck that sends shivers down her spine. I think to her, (I love it when I hear you think. It only proves how connected we are.)
Kathryn has a devilish smile as she thinks. (You understand that you cannot keep a secret from me either. I know that you kept from laughing at hearing Joan ask to share. Is that when you found out?)
Answering Kathryns thoughts, I think to her. (Yes, that is when it came to the forefront of your mind. You were able to keep it away from me until that moment. I know there are certain things that we can hide from each other for a short time. Kind of like this.)
I reach into my pocket finding this small ring I had placed their earlier tonight. It is a birthstone ring, not Kathryns birthstone but our children so far. The gems are in order, Samanthas, Crystals and then Amandas birthstones. I slide it onto the ring finger of her right hand. She smiles at the gift.
Kathryn giggles in her mind, and her thoughts say. (I love it, but I knew about it for a week.)
Now chuckling aloud I say, I was not trying to hide it, just waiting for the perfect moment to share it with you. (I have had it for two weeks, and special ordered it for a month before. I was far away when I did that. When we are physically connected is much easier to hear your thoughts.)
Kathryns thoughts dance between us, (oh well I guess I will just have to make sure, I never do anything I do not want to share with you.)
My thoughts respond to Kathryns thoughts. (My Love there is nothing I do, or will do that I am unwilling to share with you, because I am yours and yours alone.)
Kathryn smiles brightly, and her thoughts reply. (I am too my love, yours and yours alone, except for our children.)
The music changes, it is a shag tune, Kathryn and I know how to dance to this music, and we automatically move into the steps that the song and dance requires. Not that many students know how to do the steps in the dance floor rapidly clears. Shortly after the song began, Kathryn and I find ourselves alone on the dance floor and a spotlight begins to shine upon us. Kathryn and I moved together as we have danced together for decades. We move knowing where the other will be and synchronize our movements to each other and the music. As the song ends, the students still there give us a standing ovation.
It is getting later in the evening, and the king and queen of the prom are crowned. The student body applaud the two, like most high schools the prom King is one of the senior football players and a nice person if you asked me. The prom queen a senior cheerleader and the two have been going out for over a year now.
After the prom King and Queen exit the stage, the student president requests my presence on the stage along with Kathryn. Kathryn and I are both at a loss as to why we being asked to the stage. As we stepped onto the stage hand-in-hand, the student body president presents Kathryn with a bundle of red roses, which happens to be one of the school colors.
Rachel Edmon our current student body president announces, JJ and Kathryn Meyer graduated last year as their student body co-valedictorians, and over the summer they wed, have adopted two young girls, and have a daughter of their own just born two months ago. That alone is a lot to accomplish in their first year as newlyweds. Only a few months after the wedding Mister JJ Meyer return to our school not as a student but as an instructor.
There is a round of applause before Rachel continues, JJ and Kathryn are a beloved fixture of our high school, and Kathryn has volunteered and spent many hours in our study hall helping many students. Mister Meyer has also spent some time there during his free period. Samantha Meyer although very young is a member of our self-defense class here at this high school. On the screen they display the video of Sam given me a toss from that first day that she attended my class. What Mister Meyer has taught us from many of his examples, is that nothing is impossible. Sam his daughter, a quarter of his weight and half his height as you saw just tossed him for a loop.
They replay the video allowing it to play until Sam jumps onto my chest, and asked if I was okay. The auditorium fills with laughter. After allowing some time for the laughter to die down Rachel continues, Unfortunately, this will be the last year that Mister Meyer will be able to share his wisdom with us. The school board has unwisely decided to terminate these classes. At this time with like to file a petition on behalf of the student body with the school board to continue Mister Meyers self-defense classes and employment.
The auditorium fills with Ill sign being shouted for many students simultaneously. I am not sure if I want to hug every one of them, or tell them it is no use we have already exhausted most possibilities at this point.
The school had been a huge part of Kathryns life, there is many pictures of her as a toddler on the sidelines or in the stands. Occasionally on her fathers shoulders as he ran practices. I look at Kathryn who has tears running down her cheeks, and I know this is painful for Kathryn.
With my hand in Kathryns hand, I communicate to her. (You know this is not about a crackpot lawyer that is just an excuse the school board is using for us. It is really about our wealth and how makes us a target, the threats Daniel received more likely are the cause.)
Not taking her eyes from the crowd Kathryn responds to me. (That is what started it all, us trying to secure our homes. The school board realized if we were secure at home, the only place they could get to us is at school. They asked Dad to retire early for the same reason. Our wealth makes us a target and they fear collateral damage.)
Communicating telepathically is different. The feelings and images communicated along with what you wish to say, is like reading someones facial expressions times ten. (I wish you would told me sooner, I might have made the wrong decision if I had not sensed there was something more.) There was a little bit of anxiety, that my wife would deny the truth from me communicated as well.
Kathryn turned to me looking into my eyes apologizing mentally, (sorry my love.) Along with her apology, I felt Kathryn making the decision, never again hide anything from me.
Telepathy is something new to Kathryn and me, I think to everyone on the planet. Who knows as humans continue to evolve it may become quite a bit more common. The chances up to telepaths finding each other and falling in love have to be extraordinary. After all seven billion persons alive today, how many of those are telepathic, no one is certain. I flash a few images of what I am going to do to Kathryn tonight, and I can feel her body respond. I glance down her body to see her erect nipples for confirmation.
I come to a decision, and I realize it is for the best of the students that I leave, as quietly as possible.
I raise my hands, and then take the microphone from Rachel I say, I am honored that you feel so strongly. Humbled by the fact that you feel my presence is a necessity. Unfortunately, there is more to the situation, which I cannot share, it is for the best of the students that my tenure here ends. That does not mean the self-defense classes need too. I will work with the school board to see if they can continue. I would appreciate if the students wish for those classes to continue that you petition for that.
A subdued Rachel retakes the microphone and states, The petitions will be ready Monday for everyone to sign. I wish everyone a good weekend, and want to see everyone here Monday. Drive safely.
Rachel looks a little depressed so I asked her if she could speak with us for a moment. I make sure the microphone is off before I begin, Rachel, the real reason the school board decided that my tenure here be terminated is for the best of the students. They fear that I being here could bring to the school an attempt by criminals to kidnap either me, or one of my family. I will not endanger a single student if I have it in my power. There have been a few threats directed at my family, fortunately none directly at me or the school so far. The school board is correct. I just wish they would have been more open in the true reason behind their decision.
Rachel looking at me with understanding says, I had a feeling that story about a lawyer threatening to sue was a little thin.
I pass on a little wisdom I learned from my law firm by saying, Lawyers never threatened to sue, they either sue or keep their mouth shut. If you are going to sue someone it is best to do it with as little notice as possible.
Rachel asked me, Are you okay with leaving?
Kathryn and I still hand-in-hand and I say, Leaving is going to be painful, the schools been a very large part of my familys life. It is not something that I would wish to happen, but I know we do not live in a perfect world. Things like this occur because of that.
Rachel being a smart student says, It is not often that you can get an education from a billionaire, I am very glad to have known you Mister Meyer.
Smiling I say, I will see you Monday, have a great weekend.
Kathryn holding to the roses and one hand, her arm in mine on the other side we go back to our tables to wish everyone a good night. After those announcements, the party seems to be over anyway. Even the DJ is playing a last few songs as he begins to gather his equipment prepping for his departure.
Joan is still at the table beside us. Jim and Johnny have left with their dates. Kathryn gathers her purse and checks the table for anything we left behind. I asked Joan, Do you need a ride home?
Joan looking around says, Maybe just a ride to my car I am near the back of the parking lot, I noticed you are parked upfront.
Kathryn giggles and says, Sure Joan, let us make sure those rumors really are flying by Monday.
Joan laughs, At least it will have me with a decent guy, better than the last few rumors about me.
As we walk out I laugh, The best thing about being a teacher is you never hear a single rumor. The worst thing is every student seem to gossip about the teachers more than each other.
Continuing her laughter Joan says, So you are saying you guarantee a rumor about us will get started.
By the time, we reach our car we pass several people, some of the young men shake hands with me and they communicate that they wish I could stay as their coach for the junior varsity football team. Our junior varsity did very well this year. They know that is going to help the varsity team out because success breeds success.
I know more than a few students are watching as I help Joan into the back seat of my SUV. I wonder if they will even watch me drive her to her car before the rumors begin to fly. As I drive around to the back of the parking lot, I can just hear some of the rumors by Monday. I wonder if they are going to have Joan pregnant by me, or Kathryn. Kathryn is reading my mind again and laughs at the thought of her getting Joan pregnant.
When she asked mentally, (how would that be possible?)
(Flashing the image of me filling her pussy with my seed, then her and Joan press each others pussies together, Kathryn pushes the excess out as Joan reaches climax, my seed running from Kathryn than is milked into Joans pussy as she orgasms.)
Kathryn giggles in her mind and thinks, (maybe in a few years I might let that happen.)
"You look good." Tenchi told the Princess as she stood leaning against the side of the porch. It had been several minutes now, the two of them standing there, alone. The air in the living room before had seemed, stifling. Beyond his ability finally to bear. There hadn't been anything so much as a plan in coming outside, rather than the sudden, almost overwhelming need to just get out of there! Tenchi had taken her hand almost without realizing he had done so. More of ... an after thought...
In the middle of reading about how the Hopi behaved for his Anthro course, Andy had an insight. The Hopi all followed a set of rules, and there was a book mentioned in the text that laid out those rules, a book for anthropologists; Hopi apparently weren’t given the rules all neatly set down any more than Andy had been. Maybe Anthropologists had written down the rules for American culture, too. That would be a great help. He was always running afoul of some rule that hadn’t been laid...
Kittens _ Theater Kitten By Sarah Owens Based on the Stories of Malissa Madison Chapter 2 - The Kitten Ballet Theater Troupe "Violet, kitten, bring up the stage lights, and let's see what we have to work with." "Yes, momma." Violet adjusted the controls, and brought up the lights on the stage. In the week since Sarah had found her, she had begun to learn just as Sarah had, the intricate details of running a theater. And she also...
"So, what happens now?" Tenchi asked looking back at Ena squarely. "Walk with me?" She replied gently, gesturing the general direction of the temple grounds. To which he simply shrugged in rejoinder, falling into step besides her having no real reason to refuse. "As I have stated, there are a great many things of which you must be made aware." Ena began. "Most political and esoteric matters I believe would be best related by your future queen in good stead..." "Then why take so...
Even if the sound of his voice had not been enough, the room suddenly awash in pale bluish radiance insured all eyes turned. Beholding Tenchi, incredibly now standing just behind the queen, his Lighthawk blade inches from her throat. "If you hurt my child." He assured the room thickly. "I'll kill every one of you!" His eyes were haunted as he made the pronouncement, his face set into the hardest of lines as he moved the blade a fraction closer. "Starting with her." Tenchi concluded...
Night had fallen at last. Still feeling the effects of Washu's minor surgeries, Tenchi made his way cautiously up the long darkened stairway. Pausing every now and again glancing around, It was only when he was most certain his accent had gone unobserved, he finally climbed the last few steps. Making doubly sure to 'skirt' the actually open plaza area of the shrine however. With everyone understandably up in arms over what happened to his father and having a stranger in the house to...
"WHA?!" A just arriving Ryoko yelped, suddenly finding her self standing at finger point, while Tenchi, among others blinked in surprise. He however was the only one suddenly very aware of the pressure Ayeka was exerting on his arm as just to the other side of the Princess, certain galactic law officials where sizing up the pending predicament. "And now it gets really interesting!" Kiyone thought glumly. Not, without an appropriate amount of sympathy for Tenchi to be sure. "OH!"...
Lady Funaho had changed little since Mihoshi had last seen her. But then, she had 'changed' little in the last thousand years if the truth were told. One did not bring such matters up around the queen of Jurai However, if one wished to remain in good health. "I would say that this is an unexpected pleasure." The queen politely intoned. "But of course we know that would be untrue." Kiyone stood staring, uncharacteristically mute. Mihoshi however, having met the queen on more than one...
Sasami had been waiting patiently as she might. Attempting to hold a sense of what she believed was termed 'cultivated composer'. That managed to last until the first few bars of the all too familiar 'Wedding March' began. For the way that her heart leaped in her chest it might well have been 'Toccata en Fugue'. She quickly reminded herself that she was not about to greet some mad doctor or even a disfigured deranged organ playing actor for that mater. This was her wedding day and...
"Ow." Kiyone moaned softly. Fidgeting when gently as possible, Tenchi laid her down. "Lie still." He commanded, equally soft, before turning purposefully to a squat cupboard at one side of the Olsen's entryway. "Hold on." He told her soothingly. "I'll be just a moment." He would rather have taken her to the shrine however she'd insisted her injuries were not severe and the Olsen with its supply of healing herbs was closer. Once certain his back was to her Kiyone allowed her...
"I'm surprised they're allowing us so much time together really." Tenchi huffed. Sparing only a few glances the direction of the massive tent the Jurian's had set up in the vicinity. Noting with some amazement something which had been absent only yesterday now towered over and almost completely engulfed most of the old rest stop. "Don't they have some traditions about, you know? 'Seeing' the bride before the wedding or some such?" He finished. Deliberately ignoring the now...
Several minutes, and as many buckets of soapy water later. The female contingent of Wataru's crew had almost restored the mini to showroom condition. While Sara, Mikito and Yoshi worked, the interval also witnessed Yuba's final tentative re-emergence from the caravan. "Now, Yuba dearest." Michele attempted to console. "Everyone has a moment or two of dementia now and then." "My god!" Yuba wailed, as Michele steered her sullenly towards a rest stop bench. "I really showed my...
Tenchi dragged more than walked himself up the darkened entry hall. Even by his standards, this had been one exhausting day. Thoughts of food, bath and bed circled his mind while trudging past entry into the living room, wondering who would be still up at this hour? Seated across from the doorway from him, Katsuhito sat holding a sleeping Mayuka while providing Ayeka a shoulder against which to slumber. It would have been an idyllic scene, if not for how pissed he currently were at his...
'Tenchi the magnificent', glanced under at the first hold down's release mechanism, then again at the rectangular shape muted under the bright green tarp on top. Realizing he'd barley noticed it on the stage/bed behind Yuba. "Well, She had nice legs." He admitted privately, among other distractions at the time. "You go round." He started, pausing when noting Todd staring into the distance with a look of undisguised wonder. Just then on the ground, in front of him ... a moving shadow,...
"Tenchi?" Kiyone whispered urgently. "Uh?" he attempted, then embarrassed at the slight lapse, swallowed the portion in his mouth. He'd been concentrating on his meal, desperately avoiding eye contact with Sasami while ignoring Ayeka's periodic flinging of visual daggers at her sister. "What's on your mind Key?" He whispering at diminished volume. "Is, they're something wrong with your Grandfather?" She asked. "Huh?" "Would you mind?" Ayeka muttered, annoyed as Kiyone...
Turning to regard the new speaker even as the others, Tenchi felt something in the location he normally associated as his brain simply freeze. In his twenty-one years he'd done and believed he had 'seen', many a great thing. Some of which could even be termed 'miraculous' Perhaps even godly. This however was the first time he could specifically remember seeing someone who actually looked ... Well, like one always expected an alien to look. She was blue! His mind instantly shooting...
Kittens _ Theater Kitten By Sarah Owens Based on the Stories of Malissa Madison "Erika, hi, this is Sarah. I am going to be coming back to town today. My momma left me her theater, and I think I would like to reopen it. Those years she let me study dance and theater were the best opportunity she gave me after she adopted me and made me her kitten all those years ago, and I want to give something back to the town that took me in and accepted me, in her memory." Sarah had called...
Smiling, his mind in a whirl Tenchi was yet again, wondering ... He was still uncertain exactly what had made that moment any different from countless others, but having no real regrets. What was more, it had all come so natural, instinctively. like he had done it before ... Had he? It was after all just a kiss. Mechanically it wasn't 'brain science' or even 'rocket surgery', but at the end of any day, is a kiss just as kiss? He'd always wondered also ... Well, what Ryoko would taste...
Day 3: (Faster than the speeding bullet.) The steady rhythmic hum of the passenger car nestled about him. The dull regular 'clackity-clack' as the train's bogies made their way across countless trestles beneath. So oddly soothing in its way as one came to terms and accepted. That after a time, it had almost Lulled Tenchi in to a kind of daze. Last night had been complete and utter hell, his thoughts wandered briefly backwards. The events of the previous day insuring a state of total...
"Daaaaaadeeee." Tenchi seemed to hear from a great distance. "You gonna wake up?" The darkness shrouding his senses seemed to be lifting gradually, though the room about him remained fuzzy. "Key?" The child's voice came again. "Why don't he open he eyes?" Tenchi tried to concentrate, certain that he recognized the voices. Not an easy feat, feeling like he was swimming in Jell-O. "Give him a moment sugar bear," He seemed to hear distinctly. "You're daddy's been through a...
When the car with Jake in it became a dot on the horizon, Thea turned to go back in the house. Suddenly Floyd appeared. “Mrs. Thea, how you be?” Smiling, she knew immediately what he wanted. He had that look and a glance at his crotch confirmed it. The imprint of his cock was prominent as it pushed against the material. “Looks like everyone is gone.” Floyd said. His eyes looking out over the farm. “Yes, I am by myself for at least the next few days.” She replied in an...
Footfalls dance along the walls as the tall lithe woman walks steadily down the alleyway. She has her arms wrapped tightly around her body and her breaths come out quickly. Every single bit of noise, other than her steps makes her look over her shoulder. She realizes that it was a mistake to take the short cut through the alley, but her pride won’t let her turn back. Besides, she is nearly to the other side and then from there it will be straight home. The woman feels a gush of wind behind...
Lights are flashing and a crowd has gathered by the time Inspector Farai Soria and Detective Wanda Parker arrive at the scene. A pair of Cueria police officers removes a barrier for their transport to pass through. It is quickly replaced and holding back several members of the crowd attempting to get through, journalists apparently. “There’s always a crowd,” Farai sighs with a sigh as she pulls the transport around. “People are also too curious,” Wanda comments with a shake of her...
Donna Wilks stands over the body of Kristy York. She has just finishes cleaning the woman up and writing up her report and now looks over the young woman once more before putting her away in the cold storage unit. “It’s a shame,” she mutters to the cold corpse. “You were so young, too.” “Yes, it’s a shame they can’t live as long as you have,” a female voice says behind the woman. Donna jumps and turns around to face the surprise visitor. “Miss Quinn,” she says breathlessly. “What exactly...
Demarius Castle steps into the observation booth and picks up the clipboard. He scans over the notes before sitting it back in the slot holder. He looks over to where is son is sitting and then follows the direction of his eyes. “Bryan,” he says gruffly. Bryan looks from the glass to his father. “You’re just in time. She is close to waking up.” “How is she doing? Any memory lapses?” Demarius asks. “So far she doesn’t know anything is taking place outside this observation tank. She is...
Narcisa is met by the cheers of the crowd as she steps out wearing only a pair of black panties and wrist wraps. She smiles while she scans the crowd. Donna is spotted fairly quickly and gives the woman a nod before turning her attention turns back to the ring. In the center of the ring is a brother and sister duo. Both are lean and muscular, just the kind of challenge she has been craving. The guy wears a pair of black kickboxing pants and shoes, while his sister wears a pair of pink boy...
Narcisa sets the last chair atop the table and then looks over to Steffen, her marine love interest. “Thank you again for helping me.” Steffen reaches out to give her a hug. She turns her head just, as he leans in to give her a parting kiss. The kiss is brief but instead of separating, they continue to hold each other, eyes locked. “I do it for the company,” he says with a smile. They just keep staring at each other wordlessly. Their eyes speak volumes but neither opens their mouths to...
The door to Narcisa’s office opens and her secretary steps through. “Ms. Quinn?” Narcisa looks up from her computer to the door with a smile. “Yes? What is it Maria?” “There is an Inspector Farai Soria here to speak to you,” Maria says, returning the smile. The police? What the fuck could they want from me? “Send her in please.” Maria nods and slips out. Moments later Farai Soria is stepping through the door, taking the place where Maria was just at. “I’m sorry to take up your time, Ms....
Bryan barges into his office and is surprised to see Narcisa sitting at his desk. She is completely naked and when she spreads her legs, he can see her bare sex beneath the glass top. She has an enticing smile on her face as she stares straight at him. “What are you doing here?” he asks, knowing that it was the thing to say the moment they left his mouth. “Not expecting me back so soon?” Bryan’s mouth goes dry and all he can do is shake his head. “Well good, because I’m so very horny.” Her...
"I tell you Tenchi it was Achika!" Kiyone swore. "Right in front of me plain as day!" Having cleaned and washed, no longer looked like a victim of a food riot, Tenchi stopped. Turning slightly, holding the ends of a towel around his neck in both hands, staring at her evenly. "Why don't you believe me?" Kiyone challenged. "First of all," He told her slowly. "I never said that I didn't, Key." "Well what do you think..." She began. "What I said, was 'let's not talk about...
Elsewhere at roughly the same time, Tenchi was making his way along the house sun porch. Briefly he paused, taking the majestic view of the placid lake offered from this angle. Then, taking a deep breath, he smiled. "The coast is clear Mr. Sheagame." He addressed the empty air. "You can come out now." There followed a long pause during which nothing happened. Then suddenly, sounds of shuffling from underneath prompted seconds later a slight squeak. Signaling in turn loose boards being...
"Excellent!" Funaho breathed decisively, as Kiyone continued to glare holes in her. More than anything, Key thought the Queen seemed ... Relieved? Almost like she was expecting another answer? She wasn't certain, and didn't know that moment if she gave a damn anyway! "Not like this!" Ayeka openly wept, still kneeling on the floor leaning forward to bury her face into hands. "Please eternal Tsunami! Not like this!" She whispered, almost inaudibly. It was difficult to watch and almost...
Hero had been sitting at the base of the entry hall stairs staring despondently at his shoes for several minutes. He been siting there far longer he supposed, lost in thought uncertain of his next move. His conversation with the queen had raised far more questions than it had answered. To say nothing of the considerable inner turmoil it had stirred up! The same questions had been rolling through his mind, over and over again since the Queen had made it her business to be elsewhere and no...
Their arrival at stair's end was not at all disappointing. As usual, Sasami had pulled out all stops preparing lunch. The largest permanent table in the rest stops area covered with bright linen. Even from where they stood, the aroma was sheer heaven. "You know Sasami," Kiyone was saying, while Katsuhito and Washu looked on. "You're going to a lot of trouble for just a lunch!" Watching as the second princess was finishing a few last touches with Kiyone holding a box, on which Sasami...
Ayeka stood, slightly stooped over eyes closed, totally out of breath. Slowly, methodically the princess began taking deep 'lung-fulls' of air. Sara, at that moment being the closest to the stairs stood blinking at the young woman's sudden appearance. Glancing then back along the ancient flight to a curious a trail of dust still spiraling, linking the front of the distant house to the top step of the shrine. "Who is that?" Yoshi asked voice brimming with awe, still standing over where...
"Ah Mr. Masaki!" The man behind the counter said in surprisingly fluent Japanese. Tenchi had never considered himself racist, but hearing his native tongue from an someone of such obvious Jewish origin, without a trace of accent was ... Well, just plain odd. Not that 'it' coming from what appeared to be a floating wooden log was any less strange. "Or a bronzed, elf eared, blue eyed blond bomb shell for that matter!" He thought with a smile. "I understand you need some custom sizing...
"Dear mother and father," Ayeka wrote. Now siting in her side of the divided room she shared with Sasami. "I hope this writing finds you in the best of heath. I must confess I have been remiss in my correspondence with you, but with father's quite verbal abatements as to my 'living in shameful denial of my family duties' Nothing I could offer would have done more than simply aggravate the situation. To that end, I hope this pronouncement will gladden father's heart, as I wish to...
"You are now Husband and wife," A voice coaxed softly behind them. With every thing going on it took Tenchi some seconds realizing it was Masaki addressing them. "There is no longer a need to restrain yourselves!" Ayeka's mother smiled. Responding to the gentle urging Tenchi opened his hand shifting his grip. Only just aware of the last of the vines still entwining their fore arms falling away. Noting in its passing the delicate patterns now indelibly there understandable more livid...
In spite of her being closer at start of their sprint, Tenchi easily beat Kiyone to roadside. Not that she was really going 'flat out' mind you. When coming finally a breast to him however, it seemed to her that most of his sense of urgency was lost. Obviously reading her next question with a glance, Tenchi simply pointed. Allowing her to follow the line of his gesture. Before Kiyone suddenly felt a groan rising from within. "Kiyone!" Came a weak and distant wail. Staggering up the...
"It's Beautiful." Mihoshi breathed. Looking over at her, Tony had to agree, enjoying the soulful perhaps 'mesmerized' look that had come over Miho. He could sympathize really, he was sort'a fixated himself, on Mihoshi. "You really like it?" He baited. "IT'S SO CUTE!!!!" She squealed. Clasping her gloved hands together and bouncing in place staring at the mini. "Well, I'm pleased to hear that Miho," He told her. "Cause were gonna take pictures of you and the car...
There was music in the air. The shrine and its grounds had been meticulously cleaned, not that Katsuhito had EVER allowed them to fade into disrepair. Tenchi had more than his share of calluses attesting to the fact. It was never the less a point of amusement for him to note several of the flagstones he was going to replace this week had been hastily dealt with. Obviously to his eye by someone new to using a trowel. Whatever they had 'stuck' them down with didn't even appear to be...
"Grandpa's right." Tenchi thought bitterly, forcing the memory to subside with difficulty, taking its place among a multitude of lingering regrets. "I'm being selfish and it's just plain wrong!" He silently added. Having finished stowing all the tools, he then made his way towards the front entry. Of course, that was not precisely true ether, he continued to consider. Oh, he had tried to make amens with how he had unintentionally stabbed Ayeka in the heart. He had given her the...
With attention focused on the small screen, Ryoko absently reached into the box and after a moment of two of groping managed to procure the intended prize. "Quit hogging the crackers!" She hissed in a low voice. Sparing the princess only the smallest of sideways glances. "You know perfectly well you're the one shoveling them into you trap!" Ayeka whispered, fiercely indignant. "Shhhhh!" Ryoko snapped "They'll hear your big mouth!" grimacing while gesturing at the small device...
"Lucky son of a bitch!" Todd said wonderingly as Tenchi was dragging Ayeka away. "Come again?" Kiyone asked, in the act of taking a step forward to follow almost involuntarily, When Todd's remark brought her up short. "I mean some guys have all the luck!" He said quickly. Having seen what had just 'gone down' Todd was reevaluating his chances. 'Clearly, Masaki and that 'Ayeka' chick were an 'item'. "So." He ventured now that he seemed to have Kiyone's attention. "What's...
"One can't help but wonder," Petra intoned solemnly. "How many times have feet of countless multitudes traversed these stones?" He paused, gesturing at the step on which he stood. "Wearing them away as worshipers and acolytes tended to the needs of the spirits which bind these mountains together." Petra descended the flight of ancient stairs slowly as he continued his narrative. "Listen!" He said, stopping. "One can almost hear them whispering!" He looked toward the other side of...
"Here we are again." Tenchi thought dryly. Though the observation was largely untrue. The ubiquitous rhythms beneath the earlier car were all but absent. Replace with a lulling 'throb' barely hinting at the power and speeds they were currently traveling. He'd also been spared the the indignations of being forced to stand, hanging on to a ceiling strap for dear life. More over and perhaps most importantly, Sasami was no longer stalking him. Like grandpa, she was dead to the world....
To her credit Ryo-ohki didn't jump or lose grip on the tray, though her eyes did widen slightly. The ambient light catching the crimson jewel at her brow. Looking her over, Tenchi was in a mild state of shock. Ryo-chan looked nice. Really nice! It was plainly obvious there was feminine skullduggery a foot. Noting instantly not only was there only one glass on the tray but two straws. "I know Ayeka and Ryoko had a hand in the clothes and make up but the juice and straws," He paused...
It was only as the door behind them slid suddenly shut that Tenchi realized they simply weren't where they were suppose to be. No amount of redressing could have 'added' the extra space opening up before them supposedly inside of the priest quarters. That in of itself wasn't too disconcerting, he'd been telliported, translocated, dimensionally shifted and phased through solid matter once too often to go willy-nilly over such things anymore. For a good solid second or so the...
Kiyone had lain for more than several additional moments. Allowing her over taxed mind to simply 'idle' while just listening to the muffled exchanges from somewhere in the house below. The exact interval she lay there likewise went unnoticed when she suddenly started. Making out what was clearly Azusa amid the others she could hear. Perhaps she was still 'off balance' to put her current state into the mildest of terms but hearing the emperor's voice served to crystallize the...
"One hundred fifty seven!" Kiyone grimaced, chinning herself on a bar suspended between two of the older trees on the training ground. "Going to kill her!" She gasped upon lowering to full extension, before exerting, rising again. "One hundred fifty eight!" She rasped upon returning chin to the bar. "Finally lost what little brain she had!" She then growled, then lowered. Then, in spite of working off a serious 'mad on' since she had arrived, Kiyone executed her one hundred and...
Elsewhere, in a room of marked shadow and muted light a single figure sat pensively regarding the table illuminated before her. Red lacquered nails adorning graceful ring laden hands reached elegantly across, firmly placing the deck upon the table's translucent surface. They had served her well, time and time again, these old friends of hers, yet never was she able to suppress the slight tingle of anticipation as she prepared. Mindful of the forces she now would again dare to...
Madam Snow opened the mini fridge in her office and extracted a bottle of liquor. She smiled, observing the familiar crystal clear bottle with it's thick orange lettering near the top spelling out the brand name. It featured thin, black, cursive *********** down the center describing its delicious contents. It was Absolut Mandrin, 80 proof; her favorite variant of the popular vodka. She only ever opened a bottle on special occasions like this. “This vodka is flavored. Mandarin Orange. I hope...
When we entered the dining salon, all conversation stopped. I had changed from my travel clothes earlier, but was still in black. Esther was in a peach colored evening gown. As I said before, she was ravishing. Martha and Hatty walked behind us in their evening gowns. It was plain that everyone wondered who this girl was with the Royal Executioner and the Guild Master for companions. Certainly most of the apprentices and the other Guild members had not met, or been introduced to Esther. None...
“Are the statements, that the Lord Executioner made, true?” the Village Chief demanded sternly. “Yes, Un ... Uncle,” the young man finally answered very quietly. “A week in the stocks,” the Village Chief pronounced, “and the same for those two friends of yours.” The Village Chief then turned to me to apologize. “I am sorry I doubted you, Lord Executioner. It would appear that I need to pay closer attention to what is going on with the workers in the fields.” “An excellent idea,” I replied,...
I'm not tryin' to be your hero, 'Cause that zero is too cold for me, Brrr! I'm not tryin' to be your highness, 'Cause that minus is too low to see, yeah! --Nothin' From Nothin' (Billy Preston) As it happened, we didn't actually fuck when we got to Kristen's house. Instead, we ended up playing gin in Kristen's playroom. Kristen's playroom was actually an apartment that was over the garage at her parents' house. It had a living room, kitchen, bathroom, and a bedroom and...
"What I would like to know!" Misaki conferred angrily as she fairly stalked along besides Azusa. "Is how they always seemed to know our comings and goings!" They were moving towards 'the boardwalk' that spanned the small section lake almost touching the house. Now surrounded by a healthy selection of the imperial guard. "Come now good wife." Azusa soothed, seeming far less concerned. "They most certainly have their sources as indeed do we." Misaki seemed to consider, digesting...
"Soon." The thought drifted, as the presence unseen bided its time. Watching quietly as Sasami turned and left for the kitchen from the eves above of the entry hall, "Just a little longer" A silent promise was made from the shadows which clung there. "And he'll be all mine!" Patiently observing as the chosen quarry returned just below, watching as Tenchi set to stowing his heavy work boots. Waiting pensively for the right moment to strike! The instant Sasami hurriedly disappeared...
Ryoko carefully slid the door open, glanced left, right, then just for good measure leaned impossibly backward. Defying gravity just shy of bringing both feet off the floor as she surveyed the darkened corridor behind to either side. "The coast is clear!" She whispered gleefully, having no real idea what that saying had to do with someone lurking about but when in Rome... Thinking 'that' in turn set her to 'thinking' which made her pause. "Whoo boy!" She grumbled shaking her head,...