(Angel says she will never use that spell again, but she is awed that Wendy managed to break into it without using any magic spells)
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Of course Robbie did not let go of Angel and once he was up to it, he resumed his loving of her. He did not go for the full treatment by starting with her back; his lips and fingers teasing at her face, neck, earlobes and tongue played their own devilish games with her senses. As he was about to move down, he huskily whispered in her ear, his warm breath making her shudder, “It is time I get to see what the body of a little angel looks like.”
Instantly Angel was within Cherine’s mind, pleading with her. Cherine stuck a finger in her own little flower and as she played with herself she imposed the senses of her own body on to Robbie with a childish glee she knew he would find irresistible, calling to him to look. Distracted he looked over at her and his mind flared as he stared at her. Cherine overrode his sensing of Angel’s body and feelings until she was able to block herself without his noticing.
As soon as Angel was ready, Cherine giggled. “You are not able to concentrate on loving our Angel?” Robbie shook his head without answering, looked into Angel’s eyes with an amused apology, softly kissed her lips and trailed his lips down her throat to her chest. As he reached the spot where he expected to nibble at her tiny nipple he thought he had strayed and looked so as to reposition himself. He did not show anything on his face, but we felt his startled reaction. She did not have nipples!
He pulled back to look at her body and we were surprised to feel his body fire up with an intensity he rarely achieves from just looking. Her mound stuck out as it always had, but there was no slit! When I say we were surprised, I should add we could not believe it. We would have expected him to cool down, be amused by her antics; not be aflame with such lust because she was sexless!
Excited now, he forgot about loving her while he examined her. He ran his fingers very softly over her chest, down over her round little tummy that lacked a belly button and then they roved around the mound, feeling, pressing lightly and then finally cupping it as his palm pressed on it.
We all wanted to see so he pulled at her to stand on the bed. He spread her legs and lowering himself examined her from underneath as we stared, shocked at how plastic she looked, like a doll or little girl android. She also looked amazingly beautiful!
Robbie pulled at her cheeks and stared at the smooth inner buttock that lacked the customary rosy orifice. He ran his trembling finger within the crack, convincing himself that it was not just an illusion. Raising his head, he licked at her for a while and then his lips and tongue moved over her mound. I doubt he could have loved her sweet flower any more passionately! Thanks to Angel, we all learnt something new about Robbie - and maybe about ourselves.
Poor Angelica was reacting to his feelings and his oral loving of her asexual body and was desperately wondering how she should go about changing back so as to feel him within her slit. His sucking and gentle biting over her mound was affecting the nerve endings of her clitoris and she needed to feel it within his mouth. Robbie sensed her needs, but for this once ignored her, intent on enjoying this ‘once in a lifetime’ experience. While his mouth loved at her bump his fingers stroked and prodded, fingers tweaking softly at the place her flesh should have puckered into the tight little opening in her bum. It only drove Angel even wilder, lust a fiery tornado that she had never felt from just his touching her like this. As she thrust her mound with all her strength into his face his other hand rose and tweaked at her non-existent nipples and the feeling lanced down, deep within the place where her flower should have been and her body spasms had her shaking and jerking as she exploded. As she hit her peak, she cried out, Robbie wrapped her in his arms, using his face and body to counter thrust to maximise her pleasure. As her orgasm subsided, Robbie let her body lie down and he lay over her, his warmth and weight the comfort she needed. He sucked at her lips, intoxicated by the sweetness of her breath.
Once she had calmed down he raised himself with a grin and looked her in the eyes. “At least you still have a mouth. Is an angels’ mouth sweet and warm?”
She was too exhausted to play the game anymore and nodded. He lay down and pulled her over him so that her ear was against his chest and he stroked her until she dozed contentedly.
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He was monitoring her, enjoying the way she felt and once he sensed she was awake, just lying with eyes closed because she was trying to hang on to her good feelings, he grinned. “Two hours! Time for coffee and a cigarette this time. I think I need it.” We all laughed, our hearts swelling with love for both him and our Angel. She had so many ‘firsts’ by now that we did not bother to count anymore.
What happened next was real funny and had Angel blushing. Before getting up she wanted to change back. Robbie stared for a moment as her nipples and belly button began to reappear and then quickly moved down and raising her legs watched from close up as her mound seemed to slightly wrinkle, indent and then reshape itself as the flesh deepened, forming her slit. The same happened under his scrutiny to her anus. As the flesh parted over her mound a jet of fluid shot out and hit Robbie in the eye! It stung like hell, so he was in no condition to enjoy it as he might have expected to. For a moment, it felt as if Angel was about to cry, but then she joined us as we laughed hysterically.
Another one of my famous asides: There isn’t one Cherinian or not who does not wonder how so many girls (women?) can be so happy with one man. Sometimes even we wonder. Imagine this scenario. Man has petted, caressed and stoked the fires in his girl until she cannot wait any longer and as she tries to pull at him to enter her, he stops her to tease or crack a joke. If she is a nice person and loves him she gives a mental sigh of exasperation at her sweet fool, smiles, and then impatiently pulls at him again. Next scenario. The opposite happens and as the guy is about to bless his sweet girl with his man-flesh, she makes a humorous remark about the male penis. Do both sound like recipes for a slight disaster? Not with us.
To us laughter in the bedroom is just as precious as the sex we indulge in, especially if it reveals some tiny quirk or inventiveness of one of us. It applies to sexual quirks in particular, or just of the personality in general. Over fifty people sharing minds and bodies means that we tend to quickly grow to feel we ‘know’ the others. Humour dispels that illusion in the nicest way and can make our relationship fresh and exciting again.
If we are linked especially closely and the humour is not the slapstick and tickle variety, but a sudden catching of our breath and then explosion of laughter in appreciation of the originality shown, there are the very rare occasions when our shared amusement, joy, laughter of the mind and love, reaches out, spiralling perhaps into some other dimension, sucking us in for what may only be a split second, or millions of years in that other dimension, where we are one organism for a tantalisingly brief moment and then, like bright hot matter expelled out of a white hole, we shoot back into our individuality. The half memory of that split second is infinitely precious and love flows out of us for each other in a crazy flooding that draws us closer again.
Angelica had created such a night for us and Robbie was finding it very difficult to arouse her as she was mentally cringing as we drowned her with our sparkling streams of love. That was why he stopped for a coffee and cigarette - not because he is getting older and needs to stop more often. (Dommi: I have to mention that Sammy had to stop writing when she wrote the above because a crowd of little girls burst in on her and attacked her with pillows and laughter. She’ll get back to her writing, I suspect, only tomorrow.)
As we returned to the bedroom, we saw Robbie was deep in thought. We later saw he had realised that our loving of Angel will not be perfect. She was too tense. Before placing her on the bed he spoke to her with a smile in his voice. “Angel baby, you bring out the child in me with your infectious sense of humour. I’m going to indulge myself this time and I hope you enjoy yourself just as much as I know I will.” He gently lay her on the bed, kissed her lips and whispered ‘I love you’. A haze surrounded him and when it cleared he stood before us as an awkward, eleven year old, first light pubic fuzz just beginning to appear. Shyly he touched her. “Would you like to play with me for a while?” As she nodded he asked his Wirm friend and they disappeared. They had gone to a different reality so we had to wait for them to return to share. We did get the giggles at the thought of them both appearing wherever in the nude.
Robbie chose the penal island, but in another reality. He felt he knew the island and would therefore be more relaxed. His Wirm friend drifted away to explore, giving the two of them the privacy they wanted.
“Would you like some coconut milk?”
“Not really, maybe later. I just had a Milo.”
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“Let’s go explore, I have a few things to show you.” Quickly but lightly, Angelica touched his mind and realised he had regressed in some ways to an eleven year old, so she got rid of her ache to be held and loved.
“Are we going to look for tigers?”
“No.” He smiled gently so as not to hurt her feelings. “This is an island, they don’t have tigers here.” He took her hand as they walked to the edge of the beach, and he stopped. “We need shoes. You better toughen your soles.”
“Why can’t I just project shoes?”
“The projection isn’t real Angel, your feet will get cut.”
“You mean I can take off my projected shoes and carry them in my hands, but they are not real?”
His eyes widened as he stared at her. “Let me try it first.”
He projected leather-soled shoes and walked over the area he knew would have buried dry fronds. He felt them as he stepped on them, but his feet were not cut. He sat down and taking a shoe off examined it carefully, inside and outside. “I don’t understand. I did project them!”
“You mean your mind created them?”
“But…but, it was one of the first gifts we developed! How could we do something so complex then? Our minds create them? And our bodies? What happens with our bodies? I thought we’d solved this long ago!”
Angelica had projected sneakers with soft rubber soles. As she moved she stepped on a buried frond and it sliced through and into her foot. She exclaimed and hopped to a safe place to sit down. Robbie forgot his fascination with the shoes and ran to her side. He pulled off her shoe and felt inside.
“You better project tougher soles.”
“Okay.” She did so and abandoning the sneakers got up to leave.
“What about them? Aren’t you going to …un-project them?” She shrugged and did so.
“Were you going to leave them here? What would have happened to them?”
“Where are we going to explore?” She put her hands on her hips and laughed at him. “You are not very good at being a kid, you still worry about everything.”
“I was born with a frown.” With a grin he took her hand and led her towards the gully he’d fallen into. They arrived at the spot, but there was no gully. It may have been a different reality, but rain still fell upslope and the water had to run down, so they found a gully not much further on. He climbed down and searched under the bushes. With a delighted grin he reappeared, his hand waving in the air. “I found you strawberries!”
Because of arriving there with different expectations Angel was a bit slow in guessing, but now she realised he was re-living his past. She was amazed to sense a slight nostalgia for a time she knew had been extremely painful for him.
He showed her the flowers with the onion bulb. He searched for and found moss and then they walked into a stand of trees. With real pleasure, he showed her the plants he crushed for the antiseptic oil. As they wandered around he made jokes about his previous visit and the things he did and thought. She giggled.
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“How come you don’t mind your penis swinging freely now? You are not going to bind it with leaves and moss are you?”
“That island had men and, anyway, it is not swinging, it is standing up.”
Just when she thought he had remembered why they had come here, he insisted on walking up the hill. By the time they got to the top they were hot and sweaty, but he pushed on until they came to the other side where the hill sheered off in a long drop to the ocean below. He stood and stared at the rocks below.
“It was this close Angelica, this close. If I’d made it to the top…” He stared into her eyes and then shook himself out of his mood. He found a nice spot in the shade, under creepers and hanging vines, festooned with small purple flowers, and materialised a silky duvet for them to sit on. He used his healer to clean himself and Angel did the same as she lay down.
“Do you want me like this or shall I grow up?” She pulled at him and he leant over and softly kissed her. He sighed. “Do you know how much I love you?”
“Not more than I do.”
He grinned. “You are better at everything than I am, even at loving?”
“Not better. I only love you, you will soon have a hundred of us to love.”
“How? Are you going to pull another magic trick on me? My little angelflower, I could not love you more, not even if you were the only girl in the whole world that I love.” He chuckled. “I guess you are, indisputably.”
He must have forced himself to retain some control over his younger age. He was remarkably gentle and patient, taking his time to re-ignite the flames in her body with loving words that also teased her slightly while his fingers, lips and tongue roamed all over her seven year old body. From his delight in her you would never have guessed he had ever loved the body of a child this age before, somehow every inch of her slight body still a beautiful surprise to him. By the time he touched her mound and pulled the labia apart to gaze at her tiny flower, she did not need him to touch her stamen for the sun to explode within her. Robbie thrust his lips onto her as she bucked, making her orgasm an almost excruciating experience for her.
As soon as she had calmed down she wanted to reciprocate and bring him to his climax, secretly hoping he would insert his younger member into her, but he stilled her, determined to first enjoy her scents and milky breath.
“I think our family would love to be part of our loving. Shall we return to them?” Guiltily she recalled us and nodded her agreement. She knew what it would mean to us to see him making love to her at the age he is. He asked if she knew how to create a basket out of magic (I don’t know whether she used magic or projected the basket), collected green coconuts for everyone and they returned within twenty minutes of leaving us.
Jumping to and fro like that does take it out of us, our bodies needing some time to recover their energy levels, so that explains why Robbie asked his Wirm friend to wish them to an Earth and back. He arrived still feeling aroused and ready to make love. I am told that no species has banned their Wirms from being present during personal moments, though the Wirms do usually leave us alone at such times. Robbie’s, I think, was sort of entranced by the Robert - Angelica combination and the sense of humour she had evinced, so she withdrew to a corner of our bedroom and stayed linked to Robbie. I wonder if they talk or sing about us when they are alone.
Robbie had to put on hold his loving of our Angel when Sheena’s curiosity got the better of her and she came to examine him. It must have been the first time she had ever seen a boy in the nude and was surprised by the differences to his adult body. She is not shy anymore and moved his penis around to get a good look. Robbie gave her a strained smile, while Cherine blanked our emoting from him so that he does not lose control.
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“’ai?”
“No hair my love, only when I am a grown up.”
“No g’own up?”
He made a mistake. “We are playing a game Sheena.”
“’eena too, pway!”
Cherine saved the day. “Would you like me to change you also?” She nodded so Cherine changed her to a six year old. Amazed she looked down at herself, feeling the way she had grown. Cassie jumped up and taking her hand walked her to a mirror. She then convinced her to take a walk with her outside so that she can see how different everything looks now that she is a grown up. Happily Sheena left with her.
Robbie said, grinning from ear to ear, “Well my little Angel, are we ever going to make love?”
“You are blaming me?”
“Of course. If you weren’t just too sexy for me, do you think I’d have been struggling so much?” I kept my thoughts secret, amused at the nonsense reason he gave and the effect it had on Angelica. Jade of course was grinning, but she made certain Angelica could not see her.
Actually, Robbie did have a problem. His little angel lover had already had an orgasm and was more relaxed whereas he was on the brink, having to control himself - which was not easy at the age he had assumed. He solved his problem by letting Angel feel and sense him and with a few demanding caresses, he had her burning with her need for him. Quite a few of the girls secretly envied her losing her virginity to him as a boy.
Dommi could not help distracting him to get her revenge. “Roberto, you will not run crying for a doctor again when she bleeds?” Blankly he looked at her and then grinned. His grin broadened when he felt how Angelica reacted to Dommi speaking of her bleeding. He pulled her legs apart and his face sank between them, inhaling as her tiny flower opened. He licked it and then looked up at her face.
“Can I have your flower, make it mine forever?”
“For as long as you love me dad.”
He nodded; agreeing it was forever. No longer able to wait he pulled himself up her body. Slowly he forced his way in until the head was past the outer muscle. He paused, delighted by the sensations. As soon as Angel yearned for him to move he pushed in.
This is the first time in many years that Robbie has given way to the moment and taken a prime virginity without waiting for their honeymoon. We don’t think it could have been any sweeter or meaningful for either of them. I guess he also recognised the moment for what it was.
Once Robbie had his fill of kissing her and inhaling her sweet breath, he lay on his back and she placed her head on his chest. We sensed her forcing herself to concentrate and all rushed in to watch as she gathered her memories, with all the sensations, and parcelled them neatly and filed them away for her to instantly access whenever she wants, though it be a thousand years from now. I really must get her to teach me how she does it.
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Chapter Two Hundred Thirty Nine
I’ve realised why I have delayed so long in returning Efineh with Irfan to her world. Secretly she does not want to return. Partly, because she has become an adventure junkie like me, but mainly because she dreads the confrontation with Sebura. To herself she only admits to finding it unbearable to be parted from me! Even more surprising is that somehow our relationship has shifted and she feels she has to be here to watch over me. As I said, those are the surface reasons, though valid in their own way. This time I am not rushing for a solution, I have to consider all aspects before opening the subject with her. I did, briefly, consider having a private conversation with Irfan, but I felt it would not be right. He must be made aware of her true reasons for not wanting to go home, but he should learn of them openly, in front of her.
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This is Samantha. Robbie is laughing himself sick. He expected your reaction and was pulling your leg. I think it was his revenge for you making us become scared for a while. To tell you the truth I’m still trying to think my way through what you wrote and I admit to feeling uneasy. I do not like you affecting us so strongly - even if it makes us feel safer.
I cannot even begin to describe how much the above ‘chat’ messed with our minds. We did find solutions, such as, first ask Arthur to confirm he is ready to write before we start and stop when he is tired. Luckily, I was not the only one who favoured our maintaining our way of writing, even if it leaves us subject to the whims of his mind. I say that because everyone teased me that I am prejudiced since Arthur writes to make me appear to be some kind of genius - making Robbie choose me for that night far more often than he should. Despite it being a teasing of me, I admit there could be some sort of validity to their comments, but then they should consider the fact that I have also had more nervous breakdowns than anyone else due to my feeling responsible for everything that goes wrong. Is that also thanks to Arthur? I suspect it might be to some extent but - I would not exchange the life I’ve lived, not more than the odd moment or two, for anything.
Since our Eqkee Cherinians have grown confident of their gifts and they also trust Freddie to protect them, they are beginning to behave in ways that are bizarre to their species. For example, they leap up onto a tree branch, wrap the lower parts of their limbs around the branch and allow their bodies to fall, swinging upside down. Being capable of moving at such great speed, they would be able to flip over before hitting the ground should the branch break, so they are safe, but their bodies react to danger in the same way ours do and it leaves them with a high for a while. There is only one thing they will not do (an instinct they refuse to try to overcome), they cannot and will not do anything that could place a child in danger. Slowly their instinct seems to be extending towards children of all species, even animals. Now that I mentioned it, I should point out that they have a problem with animals. We differentiate between us and animals by shape, but mostly by sapience. They don’t. For them there are either ‘people’ or plants. Since there are no non-sentient creatures on their world, apart from plants, they find it difficult to recognise animals as not being ‘people’. Since a lot of us are starting to think of animals that way, we are not troubled by their way of thinking and are not slighted - as a few Normals have shown they are.
All Eqkee, whether Cherinian or not, have a need that is fascinating to watch. At irregular intervals they will move apart from everyone and standing still, their limbs bent at their joints, they will shiver violently for a couple of minutes. They cannot explain the need for it, but they claim it makes them feel more alive and healthy. Even small children need to do this. An adult will set his or her child on the ground before doing so.
We have left for the reality and planet of our ‘Bodiless’ Cherine. We first returned to the lifeless reality we’d taken their Robert, child and wife to, and arriving there within minutes of leaving, we jumped to their reality and planet.
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The governments only had time to become upset by our disappearance and then we were back. We kept our fingers crossed, hoping they would not demand to test us for unknown viruses and bacteria again. Freddie explained we’d had an emergency to deal with in another reality and I suppose they became afraid we might disappear again before returning their astronauts, so they invited us to land in a smaller vessel. We agreed to do so in three hours time. Robbie first wanted to relax with a coffee, cigarette and the feel of one of his loves sitting on his lap while he runs his hands up and down her thighs.
The platform descended within an area cleared for us at Syntagma Square. To them, the platform looked as if it were evaporating and then the officials saw us for the first time. ‘Bodiless Cherine and her Astronauts’ with the Teller and Georgiades family. The others will jump to us later as we did not want to frighten them by having aliens appear. Robert, his son and his wife jumped directly back to London, waiting for us to call them back to us.
Robbie tried to avoid showing how he felt when he saw that the public had been kept away and consoled himself with the thought that the media are broadcasting the meeting to the whole planet. Most governments had sent their ambassadors to represent them, as they did not have enough notice for their leaders to be present at our arrival.
“Welcome to our planet. All the people of our world have rejoiced at the return of our brave astronauts and are grateful to you for saving them.”
“Greetings to all our brothers and sisters. As for Cherine and the other astronauts, we did not save them. If you invite a representative of the Eqkee to your world, you should thank them.” Robbie spoke for another five minutes and then asked that he be allowed to speak to the people of Earth that afternoon via television. He also pointed out to them that several of us have alternates on their world and asked for permission for us to visit them. We were promised we would have an answer by the next day and were invited to an official function organised for us. Robbie finds it difficult to be rude if he has not been provoked, so he accepted. Us girls knew it is up to us to make the locals aware of how we conduct political meetings so that he does not have to endure much more of the same.
All the astronauts were soon ordered to leave us as they are to be flown out for a debriefing by their respective governments and the Space Agency they belong(ed) to. We quietly reminded them we will be monitoring them and if needed will help them get back to Freddie.
We spent a hectic but boring four days waiting for permission to all our requests. Their United Nations decided the decision had to be unanimous and certain countries would not agree. We now had to decide whether we should obey or not. Robbie decided we should return to Freddie.
Robbie paced up and down, pausing as he spoke. “You have watched us on the screens and know just as much as we do, if not more. We have been refused on all our requests. Do we respect their decisions or do we go ahead without permission?”
“Are you accepting the invitations?”
“I’m not in the mood for their games, those of you who wish to, may go in our place.”
They agreed between them, since Robbie showed his lack of interest, that Hettie, Eddie and Ordinx, would be jointly in charge of dealing with the politicians. Robbie was feeling slightly dejected so we went home. I’ll confess that we did spy on them, not their thoughts, as we wanted to learn to what extent they are controlled by their Cabal. I’m glad we did, even if it depressed Robbie, for we soon heard and saw enough for us to know that the majority of the politicians are under their control.
It was early evening in London when Cherine, Robert, Susan and little Nicholas jumped back to Freddie. Cherine asked them to visit us at home. “How did it go with you?”
Cher laughed. “I doubt they believe one tenth of all we told them and we are still in quarantine - so that we do not talk to anyone else. We were anxious, worried that you might decide to act on your own, so the others agreed I should visit you to find out what you plan.”
Meli said, “A telling might help, but we cannot unless we are invited to, for all the public, not just government and military leaders.”
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I grinned. “Why not create a video and broadcast it via their television stations showing the arrival of the astronauts and what the Eqkee did to save them. That should grab their attention and I bet everyone will plead for more.”
Claudia shook her head. “No, we asked for permission to speak to everyone and they refused us.” She stared at me suspiciously as I continued grinning. “You have thought of a way around that?”
“We should not address our broadcast to the public. We should announce at the start that we are broadcasting to the governments so that they know what good friends the Eqkee are. Since Robbie will not be speaking, he will not be acting in defiance of their refusal. After all, we are only supplying them with information they should have - if the public happens to watch, we can explain we did not realise they wanted the information to remain secret, as we do not keep secrets from our own people.”
Cherine grinned at Dommi, “Our little butterfly is flying again.” Everyone laughed and Robbie asked Freddie to prepare the video. Cher spent a short time with her family and returned to her rooms on Earth.
Robbie shook his head, as if puzzled. “Samantha, is it my imagination or are you becoming more like a Normal, year by year?”
“When I am dealing with the Normals or in general?”
“I don’t accept that there is a difference, not when we consider matters that are of an ethical nature.”
I was not in the mood to sink into deep thought, so I tried to imagine how Alki would have reacted to my suggestion. I knew he would have said that all the Teller females are not strictly ethical in their approach to solving problems that adversely affect our Robbie, so I tried to ignore that factor. My mind wandered off in another direction. I know that being sneaky is hardly ever ethical, but I decided to use an unethical method to help Robbie judge me. I had a quiet word or two with Freddie.
“Robert, you have not advised anyone how they should react, while we wait here, to children who are suffering. If we are to obey the demands by their governments, do we allow those I sense are in great pain to suffer, or do I advise the Cherinians whose turn it is to seek out the children and send their abusers to the penal world?”
My sweet Robbie may sometimes become confused by the multiplicity of grey areas when worrying over my ethical integrity, but he is not stupid. He frowned at me, ignoring Freddie for the moment. “Sam, that was sneaky!”
“Answers to philosophical questions are always best answered by those who ask the questions. How do you answer Freddie? Yay or nay?”
Hettie joined us. “Hettie love, please advise the United Nations that we will be broadcasting in three hours videos of the arrivals of their astronauts on the Eqkee planet and the way the Eqkee reacted to their deaths. The broadcast will end at the moment the Eqkee government finished taping their greetings to this Earth. Please apologise in advance that Freddie will not be monitoring them in the meantime as he will be busy collating and preparing the video and then cut off your broadcast to them.”
She grinned. “Samantha?” He nodded and as her grin widened, she jumped.
Dommi tried to look stern. “Roberto, when this is over, I suggest we report to the people of this world that Samantha was responsible for disobeying their governments and ask them to judge her.”
Robbie laughed, “The decision was mine so the responsibility is mine also. You are becoming just as sneaky as her.”
We went to bed after the broadcasts began and something new happened. I am surprised we have never done it before - at least, not as blatantly. We all sensed Robbie was about to reach for Haven, but then he stopped and moved over to Dommi. She half protested, but gave in when she sensed that Haven agreed. I was the reason he changed his mind. I’d been emoting my wish to share our loving through her. When she was ready to sleep she left Robbie and coming into my arms slept with me. I loved feeling how her mind returned, as she drifted off to sleep, to moments of the loving, filling her with a warm joy.
I hope you enjoy reading this story of fantasy, adventure and love - and should some of it be true for our reality, I hope you will love our Cherine.
Αλέξανδρος Ζήνον Ευσταθίου
(Alexander Zenon Eustace)26th February, 2020
- posted: 26th February, 2020
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