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The Succubae Seduction 2: The Twins, Chapter 16b
By : FantasyTrove
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[b]Chapter 16b[/b]
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Prime Directives
"I need to be dismantled," Sonia said.
“Dismantled? You mean you need
to kill yourself?” Sheldon spat. “What the fuck?”
“Eldon!” their dad snapped.
“No, Dad,” he replied but
refused to look at Lyden. “That’s not right, and you know it. She can’t throw
her life away just because she has a soul now.”
“I’m no longer fully mission
capable,” Sonia informed them. Shelly looked at her, just as aghast as her
brother.
“So you have to die?” Shelly
asked as her heart beat even faster. How could her heart pound so hard, and yet
start to feel so empty?
“Not die,” she shook her head
with a sad smile. “I’m not alive. I should be decommissioned. Another one of me
can be built and put in my place.”
“No,” Shelly surprised herself
as she got up from the bed and confronted the woman. “Nuh-uh. That’s not right.
You have a soul, so you can die. What makes you think you’re no longer able to
complete your mission?”
Sonia smiled and a tear leaked
from one eye. “It makes me happy that you care, but the point is moot. With a
soul, my emotions are no longer under my control. Some of the things I’ve had
to do required that I turn off my emotions. Part of my primary duties required
that I seduce men and women to gain intelligence, or access to restricted
areas. I can’t do that now, because I care for you, and how that may hurt you.
I can’t emotionlessly kill some dirtbag, because I’ll worry that he might have
a family. I’m no longer fully capable of performing my missions as I was
programmed. My purpose, what I was created to do, is now invalid. I am invalid. My worth is—”
“Is more than just your job,”
Shelly interrupted. “I don’t care if you can’t do what you used to. There is
still so much you can do. You’re still a valuable person, Sonia. As far as I’m
concerned, you can now do more. You can make judgement calls you couldn’t
before. You can care where you couldn’t before.”
“I can also hurt,” Sonia stated,
meeting Shelly’s eyes.
Shelly had to look away. Her
stomach turned, knowing that she was causing that pain in the other woman, but
there was little she could do. She still hurt from Jessica’s betrayal, and
didn’t want to commit to something else right away. She knew rebound
relationships were a terrible idea. She thought and chose her next words
carefully.
“I’m not telling you I don’t
care for you, Sonia.” She looked back up to meet the android’s sad, steady
gaze. “I’m hurt right now also. I understand the desire to be able to turn off
my emotions. There’s a part of me that wants to welcome you with open arms, but
that wouldn’t be fair to you. I welcome your friendship, and I hope you stay
with us. I don’t want you to turn yourself in. Stay with us. You can be a great
asset, but more than that, I need a friend. Right now, that’s all I need. I
won’t promise that it will become more. I can’t. But if you’re—”
This time Sonia cut Shelly off
as she was pulled into a powerful embrace. Shelly hugged her back, unsure if it
was a good idea, but the simple feeling of being held warmed her inside, and
for just a moment she didn’t feel as lonely, or empty.
“I wish you would have said that
a few minutes ago,” Sonia’s voice sounded sad and Shelly felt cold enter the
pit of her stomach. “I’ve already relayed the request in and been accepted.
I’ll need to be dropped off so I can turn—”
“No!” Shelly shouted and pulled
away. “No, I won’t allow it. Damn it, Sonia. Didn’t you listen to anything I
said?”
“You shouldn’t swear,” Sonia
gave her a soft smile that did nothing to warm Shelly. “Your father doesn’t
like it.”
Shelly ground her teeth, but
didn’t respond to that statement. “Send a message back. Tell them it was a
mistake. You’re not broken.”
Sonia glanced at Mandy, then
turned back to Shelly. “But I am broken. I can’t lie right now, remember?”
“And I said you weren’t,” Shelly
retorted. “You can’t say anything you believe to be a lie. That’s not the same
thing as stating absolute truth.”
“Can you retract that order?”
Lyden interjected.
“It is already above my level,”
Sonia stated. “The directive has been sent to me to return. It is hard coded
into my programming. I can’t disobey it.”
“You have to,” Shelly demanded.
“Thank you, Shelly. It means a
lot that you care.” Sonia stepped back up to her, arms outstretched, but Shelly
couldn’t handle it.
She turned away and walked to
the side of the car, away from her. No one looked at her, but she was okay with
that. Once again she was alone. It felt like years ago, though it had only been
a couple months, but she remembered being okay with being alone. She fought
next to her brother and saved lives. Things were so much simpler then, before
Jessica stepped into their lives and ruined everything. Before Sonia grew
attached to her, and now she was losing that fledgling friendship. Despite
herself, Shelly felt it was more than a friendship, though not what she’d felt
for Jessica.
She was alone, and it hurt.
Her father and mother returned
to the front of the car, Sheldon was on his phone, while his girlfriends
watched him anxiously. She could feel Sonia’s eyes on her back, but she
couldn’t face the android. Why couldn’t Sonia understand that she was
important? Not just as a person, but as a member of this team. She had skills
and access to information that none of the rest of them possessed.
“I understand,” Sheldon said
with a calm voice.
She felt her anger rise at the
sound of his voice. How could he stay so calm in this situation? Why was he on
the phone? Why couldn’t just one thing go in her favor? Just once!
“Is that yet another girlfriend
you’re on the phone with?” Shelly demanded of her brother. She couldn’t handle
it anymore. She felt ready to burst with the injustice of it all. “Sonia is
standing there, talking about committing suicide—suicide—and you’re on the phone. I heard that female voice on the
other end. What? Having two women here to love and care for you isn’t enough?
You’ve got to call another one? You even had that hot redhead calling for you
from that crowd. I always knew you were a bit cocky, but I never thought you
were this self-centered!”
She saw her words strike deep as
a pained expression crossed his face. Serves
him right! she thought vindictively.
“Shelly—” Mandy laid one of her
four hands on his shoulder, and held two others out to her, pleading.
“What, Four-Arms?” Shelly
demanded of her. “You got something you want to say? You know your love for him
isn’t real, right? It was forced upon you by Gloria. Same thing with Shlee!
Neither of you really love him. You just think
you do. You’d both be better off leaving our family alone. We’re nothing but
trouble. Lisa died before we were born, now Becky and Areth are gone as well.
Sonia’s off to commit suicide because her programming won’t allow her to live
for herself.” Tears streamed from her eyes as she vented, but she didn’t care.
The pressure built inside her, demanding to be let out, and this was the only
way she could relieve the stress. “At least Gloria wised up and left him,
before something bad could happen to her. Obviously Jessica saw it, too, or
she—” She choked up a bit, mentioning that name out loud.
“Shelly Lisa Lance!” Sheila’s
voice snapped in the air like a whip, using her full name. The tone and rebuke
in it were so sharp, she almost wondered for a moment if she might be bleeding.
It didn’t fill that empty spot in her, or assuage her pain and grief however.
Instead, it offered her another target.
“Don’t start with me, Mom,” she
sneered. “Just drop back to your knees like a decent slave to your master. Or
maybe you should run too, before it’s too late. Dad has enough wives to take
care of him. Those that aren’t dropping like flies. Run, Mom, before it becomes
too late for you too.”
Shelly had never seen her mom
move so fast before. In the time it took her to blink, Shelly felt pain blossom
across the side of her face and found she was laying on the floor, head ringing
from the unseen, but powerful slap.
Sonia dropped next to her, to
comfort her, and she was in too much shock to even think of pushing her away.
Sheila Lance had never struck her
children like that. She looked up and saw her father with one hand on Sheila’s
shoulder, but his eyes were on her. Those eyes were angry in a way that made
her want to crawl into the deepest darkest hole and never come out.
“We understand you’re hurting,”
Lyden stated in an even voice that was all the scarier for the rage burning
behind his eyes. “I also accept that for the moment, you believe what you’re
saying. But you might want to get your facts straight. I can’t speak for Shlee
or Mandy, but I can speak for Lisa, Areth, and Becky. Lisa’s and Becky’s deaths
were tragic and unnecessary. Lisa made perfectly clear before her death that
she didn’t regret a moment between us. I’ve talked with all of my wives
numerous times over the years, and they all know what being with me entails.
It’s not the safest life, but we love each other. And if you think for a
moment, that I could do without one of my loves, just because I have others, then
you have no idea who I am. I am nothing
without them. Every single one is a part of me. Not because I’m a generator,
but because they have become a part of my heart. Even Areth, before… before she
sacrificed herself for your brother. I know I’m not the least bit worthy of any
one of them, but I can’t give up a single one. I love them all. I love them
still, even those we’ve lost. I will not have you speak ill of any of them.”
Tears sprouted from her father’s
eyes, filling Shelly with shame from her outburst. She opened her mouth to
apologize, but no words formed. What could she say? She’d meant what she’d
said, even if she felt sorry for it now.
It was Shlee that filled the
silence. “After the, um, orgy in here when Gloria left us, Mandy and I had a
long talk. The wolf in me had to know where each of us stood in the
relationship. Mandy made it clear that she’d never stopped loving your
brother.” She saw Mandy nod in agreement. “And yes, I didn’t fall in love with
your brother naturally. I liked him, and maybe could have fallen for him on my
own, but that doesn’t change how I feel now. Whether it was natural, or a magic
spell, I still love him. Given the choice, I wouldn’t have it removed. I love
him, and I’m happy to love him.”
“What about—?” she started to
ask, but hesitated.
“Dimitri, my fiancĂ©e?” She asked
with a wry twist of her lips. “We’re going to work that out after we talk to
the Pillar of Fire. I love him as well. Eldon understands and accepts that.
Dimitri is a bit of the jealous type, but I hope we can get him to understand.”
The whole time everyone else
spoke, Sheldon remained on the phone. He hung up now, and looked at Sonia. “You
should get an update soon.”
Sonia’s gasp a split moment
later proved his words.
“What have you done?” Shelly
demanded as Sonia’s body stiffened. Shelly was still in her lap after her
mother’s strike, but the woman had become hard as stone. She wriggled free of the rigid arms, but Sonia
started to tip over. The android didn’t move to brace herself, so Shelly tried
to hold her upright. While Shelly was no wimp, she wasn’t strong enough to
support the robot by herself and carefully laid her back on the floor. The
Android’s joints were locked and rigid, looking awkward as she lay on her side,
body in a seated position. “What did you do?”
“I called Martha,” he said in a
soft voice.
“Why? So she could be killed
remotely?” she cried.
“Shelly, I swear to the
Pillars….” He stopped and shook his head before pinching the bridge of his
nose. “I know you’re hurting, but like Dad said, you need to start getting your
facts straight, and stop jumping to conclusions. Sonia may have given me the
cold shoulder, but she fought next to us when we went to save you. She is
important to me also. Do you really think I would want her harmed?”
She opened her mouth to snap
back at him, but didn’t have an answer. He was a bit cocky, sure, but he was
never cruel. She was saved from any further arguments as Sonia relaxed and
straightened out, then sat upright. Her eyes remained closed as everyone stared
at her.
“S-Sonia?” Shelly stuttered and slowly
reached a hand out to her.
The android’s head turned at the
sound of Shelly’s voice. She pulled her hand back, unsure of what was
happening.
“Update complete…. Curious. My
infrared and standard spectrum vision seem to be disabled, but my x-ray vision
is working fine.” Sonia turned her head as though looking around the car, but
her eyes were still closed.
“Um… your eyes are closed,”
Shelly offered, trying to be helpful.
“Oh!” Sonia jerked as she opened
her eyes and looked around. “Curious. My core programming has changed. I still
have access to the Department of Defense records, but it’s restricted now.” Her
brows knit together in thought. A second later she smiled at Sheldon. “You did
this for me?”
“I hope you don’t mind,” he
said.
“What?” Shelly wanted to know.
“What’s going on?”
Shlee stepped forward and helped
Sonia to her feet. Shelly stood as well. “Sonia stated that her orders to
return and be dismantled were above her level, so your brother went to the top.
He explained everything to the President, and Martha agreed. Sonia won’t be
terminated.” Shlee sounded ecstatic with the news. Considering the geek that
she was, she probably couldn’t bear to have something as technologically
advanced as Sonia go to waste.
“You… You got me fired….” The
smile was still on Sonia’s lips, but her eyes took on a different light.
“Yeah, I… wait… What?” Sheldon
spluttered for a second. “That wasn’t the plan. She was just supposed to remove
the order to have you return for decommission. She wasn’t supposed to fire
you.”
“I no longer officially work for
the US government,” Sonia stated in a tone that was impossible to read any
emotion from. She turned to face Lyden and gave him a crisp salute. “I work for
you, now, Ambassador Snow. My prime directive is to keep you and your family
alive at all costs. I am to follow your orders explicitly, unless they conflict
with the United States, their allies, or are illegal. Outside of that order, I
am free to do as I please, as long as it doesn’t cause harm to any innocent
civilians. I still have some access to DOD files and data, but the highly
classified or sensitive information has been blocked to me.”
“How do you feel about that?”
Lyden asked. His voice was firm, but his eyes betrayed his uncertainty.
“I have a purpose and a goal,”
she replied. Shelly wished she would look at her, but she kept her eyes on
Shelly’s father. “I will live. As long as it is your will, I will do everything
in my power to keep your family safe. Based on the data I have of you and your
family, my emotions will not be a hindrance to performing my duties.”
Lyden looked at his daughter,
but Shelly couldn’t look away from Sonia. Had her reprogramming removed her
soul? Could it have been that easy?
“Then my first order to you is
to follow my children’s orders as you would mine, as long as they don’t
conflict. In the case of opposing orders, mine supersede all others. Outside of
that, I leave it to your better judgement. Barring any orders, you are free to
act in any way that you feel would bring honor or credit to yourself, or my
family. Is that acceptable?”
“Don’t get any ideas,” Mandy
hissed at Sheldon.
“You two are more than enough,” Sheldon
whispered back. That was enough to earn him a soft kiss from both, but Shelly focused
on Sonia.
Why wouldn’t Sonia look at her?
Was she angry? Was she hurt? As if Shelly couldn’t feel any lower, her heart
felt heavier than ever.
Some of her emotions must have
registered on her face, as her father gave her a sympathetic look.
“My son has two personal bodyguards,
and I have my wives, but Shelly is currently alone. As long as she has no
objections, I would have you guard her personally.” Lyden paused to draw in a
breath. “Do you have any problems with that order?”
“No, Sir,” Sonia snapped another
salute. Shelly couldn’t hear any emotion in her voice, or read anything on her
face as she turned and walked back to Shelly. “What are your orders, Ma’am?”
Shelly’s heart thundered in her
chest, almost drowning out everything else. She had to know. Whether she returned
the feelings or not, she had to know if Sonia still felt the same about her.
She didn’t know which way she preferred.
“I want you to tell me I have
two noses, and twenty-four toes,” Shelly commanded her.
Sonia opened her mouth, but only
garbage noise came out. After a second she grimaced. “If I cross my eyes, you
have two noses, but I cannot think of a way to honestly state you have that
many toes. I still cannot lie while around Mandy. I suspect you were testing
for my soul, and it would appear I still possess one. If you truly wanted to
know how I feel about you, then please ask.”
Shelly didn’t know what to say.
She didn’t know what to feel. Her emotions were on a rollercoaster, while Sonia
sounded formal and emotionless. To make matters worse, she didn’t even know if
she wanted off that rollercoaster. It was nice to feel wanted, even if she
couldn’t return the feelings. On the other hand, she was tired of feeling hurt
and betrayed. She wanted to be cared for, but was afraid to open up and care for
someone else. In short, she was a mess.
“I see…” Sonia said after a few
seconds of awkward silence. She bit her bottom lip before adding, “Perhaps you
don’t want me at your side. If you would prefer, I can ask your father to put
me to use elsewhere?”
“No!” Shelly shouted and held
out her hand. She hadn’t expected such a fierce reaction, and pulled her hand
back almost immediately. She took a steadying breath and held her rebellious
hand to her chest. “I mean… It makes sense for you and me to work together. I’m
not very good on my own, and you’re skilled in ways I probably can’t even
imagine. And… And… I really need to have someone who wants me around.” The last
part was ripped from her throat against her will, but she knew it was the
truth.
“You have that with your
family,” Sonia informed her in an even tone. Shelly still wasn’t sure if the
android’s emotions were going out of control, or if her update had allowed her
to master them, but she seemed calm and collected. Dispassionate, almost.
“Not.… Not like that,” Shelly
admitted with a grimace before rushing on. “I mean, I love them, and I know
they’d have my back, but… there is an emptiness inside that you help fill. At
least a little. I’m not saying I care for you the way you care—cared?—for me, but
I feel better having you around.”
Sonia met her eyes for a long
while. Shelly wished she could read minds, but even if she could, she doubted
she could keep up with the speed at which the robot could think. Considering
that speed, and the amount of time it took for her to think, she must have been
deep in thought.
“Without my aid, I calculate
your chances of survival to be less than twenty percent.” She stated as though
discussing what to have on her toast. “That is unacceptable. With my aid, I
calculate the chances of us having a successful relationship to be less than
twenty-five percent. However, your chances of survival increase to over eighty
percent. My emotions are affecting my logic, but I cannot allow any harm to
come to you, if it can be avoided. If you do not object to my accompanying you,
I will do all in my power to ensure you survive.”
Shelly couldn’t stop herself
from stepping forward and pulling Sonia into a hug. “And I will do the same for
you,” she promised the woman. “I can’t promise a relationship, but I can
promise a friendship.”
“Wow,” she heard her brother
mutter, “even other women and robots can be friend-zoned. Ouch! That hurt.”
Shelly didn’t know which of his
girlfriends caused him pain, but she sent them a mental thanks.
“I just thought of a possible
complication with our destination,” Shlee piped up as Shelly pulled away from
Sonia. She reached down and gripped the android’s hand and offered her a smile
before turning to the werewolf. “Technology works in the Shadow World, but
there are no data connections, or cell service, or anything like that there.
Will you be able to function without that kind of connectivity, Sonia?”
She nodded immediately. “I have
had to go deep undercover in the past, and turned off all external access. My
functionality is reduced, but I am able to perform autonomously.”
“What about power and
recharging?” Shlee asked next, a hungry gleam in her eyes.
“Are you still trying to find
out all my specs?” Sonia asked with a raised eyebrow.
“Well, yeah! Crap, I didn’t mean
to admit that.” Everyone chuckled at her expense for a moment before she added,
“But it’s an important question also.”
“I have a battery that will run
for at least two weeks on a full charge. A month if I’m conservative with my
activities,” Sonia offered her. “I also have numerous ways to keep myself fully
charged. The likelihood of me slowing us down to recharge is less than .001
percent.”
“Uh-huh. That’s so cool. And
what do you use to cool your system?” Shlee pressed.
“I would like to tell you that I
use the blood of nosy werewolf reporters, but that would be a lie,” Sonia
grinned.
“Dang it,” Shlee muttered with a
glance at Lyden. “I was hoping that Mandy could get the truth out of her.”
“I am able to think of ways of
speaking the truth, which do not give away information,” Sonia informed her. “I
cannot lie, but that does not mean I need to embarrass myself, either.”
“I’m just curious,” Shlee
grimaced. “I can’t help it. It’s just the geek in me.”
“Such questions are like if I
were to ask you the color of your panties, or your bra size,” Sonia informed
her. “They are personal to me.”
“Pink with lacy frills, and I
prefer not to wear a bra. When I do, they’re C-cups,” Shlee stated with a wolfish
grin. Mandy elbowed her, and she lost the grin. “Oh, all right, I understand.
It’s just… Imagine that you had something in front of you that you really
wanted, but it was just out of reach. Someone is there who could give it to
you, but they won’t. I know I’m being rude in asking, but I’m just so curious.”
Sonia glanced at Shelly for a
moment, but didn’t let go of her hand. “I also understand,” she said. “However,
please understand that most of my
technology is classified. My new directives haven’t released me from stopping
classified spillage.”
“I see,” Shlee dropped her head
and shuffled her feet. “And what programming language are your new directives
in?”
“Shlee…” Sheldon’s voice rebuked
her even as his hand gripped her shoulder and pulled her back.
“When we have time, I’ll tell
you what I can,” Sonia offered in a conciliatory tone.
The way Shlee lit up, it felt
like Christmas for a moment. Shelly had met Santa Claus, and understood why he
did what he did for those that still believed in him. The joy on Shlee’s face
was almost childlike.
“Yeah, speaking of which, Dad,
where are we going?” Shelly asked, as she tried to pull herself back together.
She hadn’t even thought about what the plan was when they left the hospital,
but the Orange Bubble travelled at frightening speeds when it wanted to. It
usually only took a few minutes to reach their destination, but they’d been in
the car for some time now.
“Egypt,” Lyden stated, and that
was all that needed to be said about their destination. There was only one
reason to go to Egypt, and that was for the only portal that led directly into
Angela’s stronghold. “I wish I could have given you more time to relax after
leaving the hospital, but I knew you would want to be there when we ask the
Pillar of Fire about Jessica.”
The fact that he’d
called Angela by her title sent a clear message. She may have been an ally in
the past, but keeping the existence of a daughter from him had hurt him deeply.
Perhaps deep enough that the wound could never be healed.
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* *
Jessica spat in frustration.
“What’s the matter? Don’t you know how to lick a pussy, Pussy?”
Erwin Schrödinger glared up at
her, but he didn’t stop what he was doing. His black furry ears twitched, even
as his rough tongue lapped at her swollen lips. He couldn’t disobey her.
Whenever she sent someone to that other
place, they always returned as her slave, willing or otherwise. Erwin was of
the latter type. He hated and despised her, but her word was absolute.
“Do I need to call that demon
back and show you how it’s done?” Her question was a bluff, but he couldn’t
know that. Only two people had ever resisted her will after being captured, and
Marchosias was one of them. He’d almost managed to strangle her before she
could banish him again. “Perhaps I’ll have him demonstrate on you?”
Schrödinger redoubled his
efforts after that threat. It almost felt nice. Almost. What he lacked in
skill, he also lacked in enthusiasm. She wished Shelly were there. Now that was
a woman who knew how to please.
Jessica let her mind wander,
remembering being with her girlfriend. Her heart ached, recalling how she’d
been tricked into revealing her secret. She’d loved Shelly, but knew that after
she found out who Jessica’s mother was, there wasn’t a chance of them being
together.
She’d even had feelings for
Eldon, though not as strong. There was something about his cocky attitude, tinged
with his humor that appealed to her. Now both were out of her reach, and she
had no one to take care of her sexual urges. Well, no one that was skilled at
it and she could safely use.
“Damn it,” she swore and kicked
the cat-man away from her. “Maybe you can fuck better than you can eat pussy.
Take off your pants. Let’s see what you have to work with.”
He jumped to obey, though he
continued to glare at her. “Is this what you wanted to see, slut?” he demanded
as he shoved his pants down to his ankles.
She didn’t even try to stifle a
laugh. “That looks more like an oversized clit than a cock,” she mocked him.
“Oh well. I guess if you have nothing better to offer, I’ll have to take it.
Lie down and hold your hands to the side.”
Once he’d complied, she stood up
from her chair, completely nude, and straddled his waist. Despite his distaste
for her, he was rock hard. He wasn’t as small as she’d teased him to be, but
after taking Eldon’s massive dong, Schrödinger might as well be a tiny nail
compared to his jackhammer.
He slipped easily into her
canal. She was wet inside, more from her frustrated sex drive than from him.
She heard him moan at the connection, and couldn’t help but smirk. He may hate
her, but most men were alike. Put their cocks into a nice wet pussy, and they
were yours, magic powers or not.
She rocked her hips back and
forth, enjoying the feeling of her clit rubbing against the soft fur above his
crotch, and the way his cock rubbed against her inner wall. She still felt
empty. It wasn’t enough. She needed more, but he wasn’t even trying.
“Play with my perfect breasts,”
she ordered him and leaned forward. “No, softer. That’s it. Much better. Now
take one in your mouth, but no biting! Yes, that feels nice. About time we
found something you’re good at using your tongue for.”
She continued to rock back and
forth, listening to him slobber on her unmatched chest, and the sound of his solid
cock squishing in and out of her cunt.
She closed her eyes and tried to
pretend it was Eldon under her. He suddenly felt bigger inside her, though not
as big as the man she wished he was. She opened her eyes and looked down, but
he shrank just as fast.
“I, ungh, told you I was bigger,
ah, as a man,” he panted as he released her breast. “When no one is looking, I
revert back.”
“Shut up and keep sucking,” she
ordered him, and pulled him back to his duty. She closed her eyes again, and
almost moaned at feeling him grow once more.
It’s not enough. I’m desperate to cum, she thought. It wouldn’t be so bad if I could get myself
off, but I have to rely on someone else for that. she hated that part of
her curse with a passion.
While using one hand to hold Schrödinger
to her tit, she spit on her other hand before reaching back and slipping two
fingers into her tight rectum. Once again, her pleasure increased as two of her
holes had something slipping in and out, but she got no closer to climax.
She brought her feet under her,
and started lifting her hips up and slamming them back down. He grunted into
her teat with every pound, but he stayed hard and sucked harder. She slipped a
third finger into her backdoor, relishing the way it stretched her sphincter.
“That’s it, fuck me,” she
grunted between lifting and dropping back onto him. “Fuck me hard and make me
cum.”
He obeyed, matching her pace
with his hips. She slipped her fourth finger into herself, and then her thumb.
A couple of sloppy slappings later, she had her whole fist in her bum, and felt
herself climbing to her goal. She was about to cum! It’d been so long, but she
was so close! It wouldn’t be a big one, but it would be something. Animal
grunts and groans were escaping them as she rode him for all they were worth.
Erwin’s body locked up beneath
her, and he grunted into her breast as she felt his semen coat the insides of
her womb.
“No!” she cried out in frustrated
anguish. “I was so close! Couldn’t you last even thirty more seconds you
worthless piece of shit?”
She gripped his head and slammed
him hard against the ground. His eyes rolled back in his head as the blow
knocked him unconscious.
Frustrated, angry, and still
feeling horny, but empty in her heart, she stood up and walked away. He was
under strict orders not to abandon her or run away, so she wasn’t worried about
leaving him alone for a moment.
His seed dripped down her leg
onto the carpet of the room she was using, but she ignored it. Would nothing
ever go right in her favor again?
Soon they will, the other voice in her head told her. Soon we will kill another Pillar, and this
world will weaken, crumbling back into the real one. Then we can be separated,
and you can have all that your heart desires.
Tears dripped from her cheeks as
she looked out over Gaia’s city. She wanted freedom from the other voice. She
wanted to have her heart fulfilled again. She was sick of feeling so empty
inside. She wanted so much, and would do whatever it took to get it. Even if it
meant destroying the world her mother protected.
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| Jessica |
The Succubae Seduction 2: The Twins, Chapter 16a
By : FantasyTrove
Shelly
is released from the hospital heartbroken and feeling alone. Will her family
cheer her up, or drive her into a deeper depression?
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Prime Directives
Shelly signed the documents,
allowing her to leave the hospital. She could have walked out, but they had a
silly policy about wheeling patients out the front door, regardless of their
condition. Did they think she was going to trip and sue them?
“You’re agitated,” Sonia stated
as she pushed the wheelchair. “I thought you’d be happy to get out of here.”
“I didn’t think your software
included reading minds,” Shelly snapped, and immediately felt sorry for it. She
knew Sonia could read her body language and temperature. She was a
sophisticated piece of machinery. She could probably even sense Shelly’s
pheromones, and extrapolate data from that. “I’m sorry. I know I should be
happy, but I’m tired of being treated like a child. I can take care of myself.
I’m all healed up. I don’t need this chair. I can walk. And as much as I enjoy
your company, it’s been a couple weeks since the explosion. I don’t need you
protecting me all the time.”
“Of course not. You have your
big girl panties on, and don’t need anyone.” Was that hurt in her voice? Shelly
knew she could emulate emotions, but what was the point in acting hurt right
then? “You’ve been acting surly ever since Jessica abandoned you. Knowing that
you gave away your father’s secret, and being trapped in that hospital haven’t
made you any nicer.”
“Don’t forget about Becky dying,
or Areth giving up her life, either,” Shelly grew defensive. “Everything has
gone downhill lately, and I’ve been next to useless. What good am I, huh? All
those years of training to protect others and to fight for what’s right…. Where’s
it gotten me? I couldn’t save anyone. I don’t even know what’s right anymore! I
fell in love with my own sister, and I…. We….”
Shelly stopped moving forward
suddenly, and Sonia rounded the chair to confront her. She found herself
weightless as Sonia gripped her under her arms and lifted her into the air.
Anger blazed behind the android’s green eyes. Shelly hoped it was her
imagination, but she thought she saw arcs of electricity behind her pupils.
Sonia brought their faces together, until Shelly was certain of the blue-green
sparks.
“I have known a lot of
soldiers,” Sonia informed her through clenched teeth. Had Shelly really thought
that the android’s emotions were synthesized? “I have known men and women who
went into certain defeat, only to walk away victorious. I’ve seen brave men run
from spiders and snakes, and cowards stand up to overwhelming odds. Do you want
to know what always made the difference?”
A male orderly approached, a
concerned look on his face as he asked Shelly, “Do you need some help ma’am?”
“Official business,” Sonia
stated without looking over. “You know who I am. Everything is in order. Make
sure we’re not disturbed further.”
“Yes, Agent Sonia,” the orderly
stated. He gave Shelly an uncertain look, but she shook her head and the man
turned to do as he was told.
She turned back to Sonia, her
heart still pounding, but a little calmer. “What made the difference?”
“Heart,” Sonia informed her as
though that was the answer to everything. “I haven’t known your family for
long, but the CIA and the FBI, and a number of other agencies that I’m not even
allowed to admit exist have a huge dossier on your family. You wouldn’t believe
the amount of detail that’s in it. I have access to all of it. Guess what’s not
in it?”
“Why ask? You’re going to tell
me anyway,” Shelly muttered.
“Damn it!” Sonia swore and let
go. Shelly wasn’t expecting to be released and she collapsed into the chair. “I
understand you’re hurt because you lost someone, but—”
“Not someone,” she spat and
jumped to her feet. Or tried to. Sonia stood her ground and Shelly ended up
bouncing off her and sitting back down. “We lost Becky and Areth. In a way, we
lost Gloria and Jessica also. And for what? What do we have to show for it?”
Shelly heard the other woman
grinding her teeth before she spoke. “I’ll have to update your file that you’re
a quitter.” Sonia’s voice sounded final and resolved as she spoke. “I have the
most powerful processors known to mankind, but I can’t figure you out. Compared
to me, you’re a ghost driving a meat-covered skeleton made from stardust. You
can change forms, and do things most humans only dream of. Yes, you live a
violent and dangerous life. You have to fight more than most people. Not only
does that mean you’ll end up losing more than most, but it also means you’ll
end up [i]living[/i] more than most.
Do you think either Becky or Areth would want you moping around like this?
Stand up and grow a pair!”
Shelly felt something turn in
her stomach. It lurched up past her heart, making it flop for a moment before
working its way into her throat. When it burst free, she finally recognized it
for what it was. She laughed, and then laughed harder. Her sides ached, but
still she laughed. She couldn’t help it. It struck her as hilarious. “Grow a
pair!” she gasped, and then broke down into hysterics again. She clutched at
her stomach as she doubled over in the wheelchair. “I… I think… you have… some…
wires crossed. Grow a pair?” She continued to chuckle and wheeze, having to wipe at her eyes. “My brother can
change… to grow a different pair… I can’t—” She cut off, her laughter overcoming
her again.
“It wasn’t [i]that[/i] funny,” Sonia groused. “You
know what I meant.”
Something in her tone sobered
Shelly a bit. She looked at the android and realized she may have actually
offended her. Scooting the wheelchair back a little, she was able to stand.
Sonia looked at her, wary for some reason. Shelly felt like crap, knowing she’d
been rude, but Sonia was just a robot. Sure, she was incredibly lifelike, and
she’d been at Shelly’s side for the last two weeks as she recovered, [i]appearing[/i] to care, but Shelly knew
it was all programming and electricity.
“I’m sorry, Sonia. I know I’ve
been an ogre to deal with. I didn’t mean to offend you, I—“ She was cut short
as Sonia pulled her into a bear hug. “Are you sure you’re an android?” she
gasped as she tried to breathe. Sonia was acting too emotional.
The second she finished asking the
question, she was released from the hug. Sonia blinked repeatedly as she looked
at Shelly. Her brows knit together for a few seconds before she dropped her
gaze down.
“Something is wrong with my
programming,” she admitted and shuffled her feet. “Ever since I entered your
mind, something has been wrong with me. All my diagnostics come back clean, but
my emotions have been stronger than my emotional subroutines can account for. I
can’t entirely turn off my emotions, either. I tried. I’m in charge of my body,
but not my emotions. I can’t figure out why.”
“Welcome to being a woman,”
Shelly muttered, then felt guilty again as Sonia’s shoulders slumped further.
“Sorry. Do you think entering my mind messed you up somehow?”
“Not really,” Sonia said and
turned away from Shelly. “I’ve had to do that before while on missions, and it
never affected me. Why should you be different?”
“Why indeed?” Shelly tried not
to feel insulted from the easy comment. She didn’t think Sonia meant to be rude
or condescending. In fact, why should Shelly be different? Just because they’d
fooled around in her [i]Mens Mundi[/i]?
“I was in my [i]Mens Mundi[/i] at the
time. Maybe that had something to do with it?”
Sonia was quiet for a long time.
Shelly placed her hand on the woman’s shoulder, trying to comfort her, and
wondering at the switch in their positions. Just a moment ago, it was Sonia
trying to get Shelly out of her funk. After a moment, Sonia placed her hand
over Shelly’s and gave it a gentle squeeze.
“There you two are,” Sheldon’s
voice boomed to them. “We were starting to worry about you.”
Shelly glared at her twin as she
felt Sonia tense up under her hand. Of course he would come in and ruin the
moment. Sonia dropped her hand and stepped away.
Shelly followed Sonia from the
lobby without saying anything to her brother, and without sitting back in the
pointless wheelchair. Sheldon still had that annoying golden glow around him.
Outside she found her parents,
Mandy, and Shlee waiting beside the Orange Bubble. There was also a massive
crowd being held back by a security force. Cameras flashed and cheers erupted
as she stepped into the afternoon sunlight. She hadn’t expected this. What was
happening? Why were these people here?
Her mom pulled her into a tight
hug, almost matching the strength of Sonia’s embrace a moment ago. She felt her
father’s strong arms encircle them both a moment later.
“Glad to have you out and free
again,” Lyden said as she felt his love and warmth envelope her. She hugged
them back, feeling better than she had in some time.
“Oh, sure!” Sheldon complained
to Shelly. “They get hugs, but I get a cold shoulder.”
“Sheldon?” a female voice called
out from the crowd. She had long red hair, and a tight-fitting black miniskirt.
“Sheldon Snow? Was that you at the club? I’ve been trying to talk to you!
Sheldon! Please look at me!”
“A new girlfriend?” Shelly
couldn’t help but tease her brother. “She doesn’t even know your correct last
name.”
“No, I don’t think I know her,” Sheldon
looked confused.
“She seems to know you,” Shlee
teased him. “Or maybe she just wants to [i]know[/i]
you?”
“Another broken heart left
behind?” Mandy asked with a smirk right afterwards.
“I honestly don’t know who she
is!” Sheldon glanced from them to the woman waving frantically at them. She was
attractive, if dressed a little slutty, and seemed desperate to get past the
police holding the crowd back.
Shelly enjoyed watching her
brother grow flustered by the other two women. At the same time, she was glad
that he was no longer keeping them at arm’s length. It seemed the three had
acquired a balance between them.
For a moment she felt empty
inside. Eldon had two beautiful women to replace Gloria, while she had no one
to fill the hole Jessica left behind. Jealousy wormed its insidious way into
her. It wasn’t fair! She’d never felt the need to have someone else in her
life, but now that Jessica had abandoned her, she had no one. Her brother’s
girlfriends may have been forced on him, and she knew he still pined after
Gloria, but at least he had girls that cared about him, and loved him. Even
Bridgette ended up with a new boyfriend in the form of Oberon, King of the
Fairies.
And now here was another
attractive woman chasing after her brother. Why should he get all the love, and
she get nothing?
“Her name is Megan Raquel
Myers,” Sonia informed them. “She is currently unemployed. She has no children.
She is twenty-six years old. According to her last driver’s license, she is
five foot seven, and weighs a hundred and five pounds. In truth, she weighs
closer to one-twenty. She has red hair and brown eyes. She broke up with her
boyfriend after kissing a stranger in a nightclub a couple months ago,
according to social media. She—”
“Thanks, National Registry,”
Sheldon complained, “but that tells me nothing. I still don’t know who she is.
Sounds like she’s human, and I don’t know many of them.”
“We should get out of here
before this crowd grows any more unruly,” Sonia turned back to face them. She
glared at Sheldon for a moment before taking Shelly’s arm and heading for the
car. The crowd roared again, but she tried to ignore them.
“I can walk on my own,” Shelly
tried to pull her arm away, but Sonia’s grip was too strong. It didn’t hurt,
but Shelly didn’t appreciate being treated like an invalid either. “Let go of
me.”
“As soon as you’re safely
inside,” Sonia told her.
Shelly ground her teeth as she
was forced into the Orange Bubble. As soon as she crossed the threshold, she
shook Sonia from her and stomped to the back. Everyone else clambered in, but Shelly
turned her back on them. She was glad to be out of the hospital, but she
couldn’t stand seeing how Shlee and Mandy hung on her brother. Even seeing her
mother waiting hand and foot on her father sickened her. Between the crowd
outside and Sonia treating her like a porcelain doll, the laughter earlier was
gone from her heart.
“Your heart rate is elevated,”
Sonia stated behind Shelly. “Is there anything I can get for you?”
“Why do you even care?” Shelly
snapped, though she kept her voice low enough to not be heard by anyone with
normal hearing. “Don’t you have some terrorists to kill, or the president to
save?”
She didn’t receive an answer
right away, and for a moment she thought Sonia had left her alone. So alone.
When Sonia did answer, there was no doubting the anger behind the voice. “I
care, because I [i]care[/i]. My
current assignment is to make sure your family stays safe. That crowd out there
idolizes your family right now, but that doesn’t mean someone with ill intent
might not be hiding among them. I demanded this assignment. I refused to let
anyone else take it. I thought that maybe you… you were happy for a moment in
the lobby. I don’t like seeing you like this. Do I need to tell you to grow a
pair again?”
Shelly had the feeling Sonia had
wanted to say something else when she hesitated, but couldn’t think what it
might have been. Part of her appreciated Sonia taking time to talk to her, but
part of her felt it was an intrusion. That latter part won out when something
else she’d said struck her.
“So you only care about my
safety because this is your mission? Well, I’m fine, okay? In here, I’m safe.
There are very few creatures that could hurt us in this car. You can relax and
leave me alone.” Her voice rose as she spoke, but she didn’t care. What did any
of it matter?
“Are you even listening to me?”
Sonia gripped her shoulder and turned her torso around to face the android.
Shelly saw that everyone was watching them, but she didn’t care anymore. She
was used to not having any privacy. “I told you I care. I demanded to be on
this duty. I wanted to be… I wanted… I thought that you… Damn it! How do you
humans deal with these out-of-control emotions?”
“What are you talking about?”
Shelly asked, seeing some inner struggle cross the android’s face. “What’s
wrong with you?”
“According to my diagnostics?”
Sonia scoffed. “Nothing! Every system is functioning optimally in normal parameters.
When I shut off my emotional functions, they report as off, but I still feel. I
[i]feel[/i]! I find my mind wandering
at times. Considering the speed at which I think, do you know how annoying that
is? Your mind might wander every few minutes, but mine wanders every other
femtosecond. That’s every one quadrillionth of a second. Thank goodness it
doesn’t hamper any of my non-automated systems. But do you want to know where
my mind wanders?”
Shelly opened her mouth to
answer, but nothing came out. She remembered Sonia being a cold robot, not this
emotional wreck. She stared at the android, trying to come to terms with her
behavior.
“I think back to that time with
you,” Sonia informed her. “I think back to when I entered your mind, and we got
intimate. I can give you the number of men and women I’ve been with. I can even
give you the amount of time I’ve spent having sex since I was first booted up,
but that time with you was different. It changed me, somehow. Before, sex and
intimacy were just a tool in my arsenal, to be used when needed. That was it.
Now, I think about the way your lips felt as you kissed me. I remember how your
soft voice sounded as you moaned. I remember the scent of the air as you played
with my breasts. The feel of your hair as it trailed along my body. I remember [i]wanting[/i] to make you feel as good as
you made me feel.”
“So, what then?” Shelly asked,
feeling uncomfortable with everyone listening into such intimate details being
spoken now. Her cheeks were burning, but there was no hope of getting any
privacy. “You lust after me? Sorry I was so good at it.”
“No, that’s…” She trailed off as
she shook her head in denial. “It’s more than that. I think about the way you
smile, and how fierce you get when standing up for what you believe in. I think
about the way your eyes sparkle, or how your nose crinkles that certain way
when you concentrate. Seeing you hurt in that hospital, hurt me.”
Shelly felt her cheeks burning
hotter at Sonia’s confession. What was she thinking, saying all that? “Sheesh!
You sound like you’re in love.” Sonia stared at her as all emotion drained from
her face. She didn’t speak, just stared. “I mean, you can’t be, right?
Considering your job, falling in love would be a bad thing. Why would anyone
program you for that? Sonia? Why are you staring at me like that? Say
something!”
“Yes, that’s what I meant about
your nose crinkling,” Sonia’s voice actually shook a bit as she spoke. Shelly
straightened out her face, or tried to. She’d never noticed her nose crinkle
before. “Love was not part of my programing. I don’t know what love is. I’m
programmed to learn and adapt, but how do you learn a new emotion?”
“You can’t be in love with me,”
Shelly almost shouted. Her heart pounded in her chest as she tried to
understand what was happening. “You don’t know me. You don’t know anything
about me. You can’t be in love with me, because you’re a robot. You’re not
real.”
“Ouch,” Sonia flinched away from
her. She looked back a moment later though, and met Shelly’s gaze. She was
shocked to see tears forming in the android’s eyes. “I already told you, I know
you. I probably know you better than you know yourself. I have your file
downloaded, and I know every detail in it. I’ve watched you as you recovered in
the hospital. One night as you slept, I even composed a song to the beat of
your snoring. I’m not saying I love you. As you so bluntly pointed out, I’m
just a robot. I’m not programmed for it. Would you like to hear the song?”
“You sound more like a stalker,
now,” Shelly complained. “And no, I don’t want to hear it.” What was happening?
Sonia was acting like a love-sick teenager. What happened to the cold,
calculating woman that helped save her from the Paladonic Knights?
Then something else struck her,
and she wanted to laugh, and cry, and curl up into a ball. Hadn’t she just been
complaining about having no one? She felt all alone a bit ago, and now a woman
was professing to care deeply about her, and she was rejecting her. But Sonia
was a mechanical being. She wasn’t a living person.
“I’m sorry to intrude,” Lyden
broke in with hesitation, “but I may have an idea.” He held Areth’s statue in
his hands as he looked between the two women.
Shelly looked around the car,
remembering again that she wasn’t alone with Sonia. Sheldon appeared to be
arguing with his girlfriends, though they were hushed enough that she couldn’t
hear what was wrong. His golden glow shined, and it irritated her.
Sheila was looking at her
daughter with a worried glance that Shelly couldn’t read.
“What are you thinking, Dad?”
Shelly asked after the silence dragged on.
“I think Sonia may have gained a
soul,” Lyden stated as though his statement made sense. But it couldn’t. Rocks
didn’t have souls, though trees might. Sonia was a large moving metal rock, not
a living thing.
“I wasn’t programmed for one,”
Sonia informed him. “That’s something for flesh and blood people to believe in.
There has never been scientific evidence that a soul exists.”
“Yes there is,” Shelly surprised
herself by speaking up. Everyone looked at her, including her brother and his
girlfriends. She met her father’s eyes, and after a moment he nodded for her to
continue. Her lips turned down in a grimace, but she knew she was right. As she
spoke, everything started to make sense. “Sonia, as you know, my father is a
generator.” She was still upset with herself for giving that secret away, but
what was done, was done. “When he is in his [i]Mens Mundi[/i], or… um… is [i]with[/i]
someone, he shares a portion of his soul with them, and takes part of theirs
into himself. It makes him dangerous to some people, because when he does that,
they become loyal to him. If he chose, he could create an army of fanatic
followers, and overthrow any government. With time, he could even turn any
enemy into a staunch ally.”
“Are you telling me that he has
a form of mind control and manipulation?” Sonia asked, her eyes growing large
with worry. “And we let him near POTUS?”
“He doesn’t do it through mind control,
or removing their will,” she tried to explain to assuage the android’s sudden
fears. “A person remains who they are, and wouldn’t do anything they really
didn’t want to, but they find that they start to care about him.”
She looked at her mom,
remembering stories about how she met Lyden Snow. Sheila Lance used to be a
hardnosed, and very strict boss. One day her dad snapped and all but raped her.
The story wasn’t told that way from Lyden’s view, but Sheila had told her a few
more details than she ever wanted to know. It changed her mom. Sheila Lance
found that she preferred to be subservient. She demanded to be Lyden’s slave
after that, and had served him faithfully ever since. There was love between
them that no one who knew them could deny. Shelly wondered on more than one
occasion if it would have been the same if Lyden hadn’t been a generator. Lyden
didn’t change who a person was, but he did affect them.
“That’s only magic. That doesn’t
prove a soul,” Sonia claimed.
“No humans believed in magic,
until after the Chaos War,” Lyden replied. “[i]I[/i] didn’t believe in magic, until Angela found me. It still took
me awhile to accept it. It wasn’t until after I wrecked my car, and was nursed
back to health, then taken to the Shadow World that I started to accept that
magic might be real.”
“Magic doesn’t equal a soul,
though,” Sonia continued to argue. “If a fireball were cast at me, it’d still
cause my systems damage.”
“But what about magic that’s
more subtle?” Sheila cut in. “I’ve seen what changes my master’s magic can
create. It’s not flashy like a fireball, but still powerful.”
“That’s different,” Sonia
refused to give up. “They’re not the same. The fact that magic exists, doesn’t
prove the existence of a soul.”
Lyden held up the statue of
Areth. “Yes it does. When a fairy loses its virginity, their entire soul is
transferred to whoever takes their maidenhead. This ties them together. A fairy
can’t be far from their soul, or she will die. The demon Marchosias once tried
to force me and Areth to be tied together in this way. He put us both in an
imaginary world, and made me fight to free her, or die. We couldn’t leave that
world until I took Areth’s virginity. Except that he didn’t know that we had
already swapped out portions of our souls via other means. When I took her
maidenhead, I was able to give her a portion of her soul back, even as I took
everything she had at that moment. It meant that Areth could survive being away
from me. It also proved to me that souls exist. The Orange Bubble would be
another example, sharing a portion of Angela’s soul. Even if it didn’t prove
their existence, remember that the Pillars of Light and Dark are the proverbial
God and Devil. They collect the souls of those that die and believe in them.”
Sonia’s eyes looked from Lyden,
to the statue, back up, and then opened wide as she turned to Shelly. Without
words, Shelly knew what was going through her electronic brain. “You gained a
soul, Sonia. Your diagnostics can’t check for it, so they come back clean. It
would explain why you can’t turn off your emotions. You may be mechanical, but
you’re also alive. Now [i]you’re[/i]
a ghost driving a meat-covered skeleton made of stardust. Um… except for the
meat part.”
“But… how did I get one?” Sonia
shook her head. “Your father exchanges them, but I didn’t enter [i]his Mens
Mundi[/i], and I didn’t have anything to exchange with you.”
“That just means I gave you a
portion of mine, and it grew to be your own over the last two weeks,” Shelly
replied, starting to feel sick. “That might also explain why you’re focused on
me. It was my soul, so you gravitated to me. You don’t really love me. Your
soul just feels the connection to mine.”
“No,” Sonia stated almost
immediately. “I’ve run everything you’ve said against every argument I have.
With all the information you’ve given me, I have to admit the possibility I
have a soul now, but your assessment of why I feel for you is invalid. When we
copulated in your [i]Mens Mundi[/i],
it felt better than anything my circuits have ever felt before. At the time, I
associated it to me being linked directly to your brain. I assumed it was some
form of feedback. I have run simulations, both physical and in my software.
Nothing has felt as good as that time with you.”
“Simulations? Do you mean you
masturbated?” Sheldon asked with too much honesty. Mandy and Shlee both smacked
his chest. “What? It’s a valid question. Masturbating never feels as good as
the real thing.”
“I compensated for that in my
calculations,” she informed him with a touch of acid.
“May I speak again, Master?”
Sheila asked, though she was staring at Mandy.
“Always,” Lyden smiled at her.
“There is an easy test to see if
she has a soul, besides her emotional state,” Sheila informed them. Some of her
older self showed as she faced them with confidence.
“There is?” Shelly asked.
“All Sonia has to do is try to
lie.” Sheila nodded to Mandy, and Shelly understood. By the look on her
brother’s face, he was lost. “When we first met Sonia, Mandy’s effect of
forcing those around her to speak the truth didn’t influence her. I surmise that
it was because Sonia didn’t have a soul at that time. If she does now, then she
won’t be able to tell a lie while Mandy is around.”
Before anyone else could speak,
Sonia intoned, “I’m a hot sex-bot that is also an undercover agent for the
United States government.” She paused for a moment before a frown marred her
face. “That wasn’t what I’d meant to say.”
Sheldon chuckled, and Shlee
covered her mouth, but everyone else kept a straight face.
Shelly didn’t know how to feel.
On the one hand, she was no longer alone, as she’d fretted about, but on the
other, she didn’t know how to feel about the android. She wasn’t ready to jump
into another relationship. Her brother might be able to do it, but not her.
“What does this mean for you?”
Shelly asked.
Sonia remained silent for a long
time. Considering how fast her brain functioned, it must have been an eternity
to her. After a large pause, she blinked and shook her head. “I need to turn
myself in and be dismantled.”
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The Succubae Seduction 2: The Twins, Chapter 15b
By : FantasyTrove
After
escaping the White House, Eldon learns some terrible news, only to be greeted
with even more shocks and surprises.
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Chapter
15b
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Going Ogre-board
“Where is everyone else?” Eldon
asked as he took his first good look at the burning White House. Smoke billowed
up from the windows, but the fire crews had everything under control by this
point. The only real damage to the outside was where he’d come clobbering
through, with Mac on his back. “I mean, I know Dad and Shelly are at the
hospital, but what about Brock, Brooke, and Becky? Are they all right?”
A frown spread like a malignant
disease on their faces, and his heart sank.
It was his mom that finally
answered. “Brock and Oberon are fine. If it weren’t for them, the fires would
have done a lot more damage.”
Eldon had completely forgotten
about Oberon. While he was glad to hear that they were okay, he couldn’t help
notice that Brooke and Becky were left out. He knew it wasn’t a jealousy issue
with his mother and his dad’s other wives.
“Maybe you ought to sit down,”
Shlee gestured to the green and trampled lawn.
Eldon’s heart sank even deeper.
“Just… just tell me. It’s like ripping off a Band-Aid. Better to just get it over
with.”
The three women glanced at each
other before Mandy took his arms in all four of her hands, meeting his eyes.
“Brooke is… Well, she’s hurt, but it was Becky that saved her and your dad. She
took the worst of the blast and shielded the others with her magic. Her human
body couldn’t handle the strain of holding back… She didn’t… The blast was too
strong.”
“N-not Becky,” he said as the
lump returned to his throat. “She was always so kind. Never hurt anyone. Why…
Why her?”
“Your dad told me she was
pregnant,” Sheila said as new tears leaked from her eyes. “She was finally
going to have a child of her own. She would have… would have been so happy.”
She broke down in sobs as emotion overwhelmed her.
“Why would you tell me that?”
Eldon demanded, tears forming but not yet falling from his eyes. “That only
makes it worse.”
“I didn’t mean to,” she replied
and buried her face against his chest. It felt odd, having his stern mother
using him for comfort, but he held her as tears finally dripped from his cheeks
onto her hair. Becky dead? It didn’t seem real. Becky was only human, like his
mom, but she had magic at her beck and call. How could she have died? It didn’t
seem possible.
For long minutes he stood there,
holding his bawling mother while he failed to fight back tears of his own. He
didn’t want to believe it, but knew it had to be the truth. One of his
step-moms was dead, and he hadn’t been able to do anything to save her. Maybe
if he hadn’t hit that senator and been arrested, he might have been close
enough to do something after the blast, but he’d let his anger get the best of
him. Anger that should have been directed at Gloria or the Paladonic Knights.
He wanted to blame himself for Becky’s death, for not being there for her, but
could he have done anything?
“Did… did they figure out what
happened?” he asked when he was sure his voice wouldn’t break.
“I overheard someone say that it
looked like the blast came from Sonia’s control room,” Shlee stated, tapping
her right ear with a finger to indicate she’d eavesdropped. “I think Mihale’s
son knew we were onto him, and detonated it as a last-ditch attempt to kill the
president.”
“Oh, crap!” Eldon started. He’d
completely forgotten about the comely president. “Is Martha okay?”
“That’s twice you’ve called her
by her first name,” his mom pulled away and looked up at him with bloodshot
eyes and tear-stained cheeks.
“We’re friends,” he told her,
somehow holding back, ‘with benefits,’ while Mandy was next to him. “How’s she
doing?”
“She’s a strong president,”
Sheila pointed at the command tent. “As soon as she woke up, she refused
anything but the most basic of medical care, and took charge of everything.
She’s smart, too. Knew what she could do, and what she needed others for. A
strong, smart woman.”
“Seems to be a lot of those
around at the moment,” he said without really thinking about it.
“Love you too,” Shlee quipped
and licked his ear.
“You know how to compliment a
woman without even trying,” Mandy gave his cheek a light peck.
“We should probably see if we
can do anything to help,” he said, feeling warm inside from their affections,
though his heart still hurt from loss. Would he ever stop losing people he
cared about?
“Hey, buddy!” a man stepped out
from the tent with his right arm in a sling and waved to him. “I see you’re
back to normal, and finally decided to put away your third arm.”
“Hey, Mac,” Eldon grimaced. “I
wish people would stop talking about my privates like it was every day
conversation! Shouldn’t you be going to the hospital with that arm?”
“Headed there now,” he grunted
as he shifted the injured arm. “Damned medics say I’ll probably lose my
girlfriend here, but at least I still have my left hand. Maybe I’ll get a
prosthetic with a kung fu grip, huh? Listen, I’m glad I saw you before they
forced me away. I know you’re always travelling and stuff, but if you’re ever
in this part of town again, look me up. I owe you big time, and I never let a
debt go.”
“I thought you hated ‘freaks’ like me, or did I mishear you in
there?” Eldon frowned at the man. How could he be so chipper with the prospect
of losing his arm?
“Hey man, I’m sorry about that.
I’d like to blame the pain and smoke inhalation, but the truth is, I was an
idiot. I see now that you’re a good person. You could have left me in there
after the way I behaved, and no one would have ever known. You went a little ogre-board with that escape, but I’m
alive and it’s all thanks to you. I don’t even mind that you tried to eat me at
the end. Look, I don’t care about the propaganda, but I want you to know, I was
wrong. You’re all right in my book, and I figure I have some vacation time
coming. I could use a guide to visit your world, if you were willing?”
“He’s already taken,” Shlee
gripped his arm and offered him a feral smile.
“Doubly so,” Mandy gripped his
other arm possessively.
“Whoa, ladies! I think you’re
getting the wrong idea,” he held up his good hand and took a step back. “I know
what it might have looked like riding on the back of a naked ogre, but this
agent only offers rides to the ladies. I’m not trying to steal your man. I just
want to offer my thanks for saving my life, and an apology for the bigoted way
I acted before that.”
Eldon considered the man for a
moment before holding out his left hand to shake. “You annoyed the hell out of
me in there, but I’m glad I saved you. It takes a big man to admit he was
wrong. I acted like an ass-hat myself—ow!—don’t hit me, Mom. I’ll watch my
language.”
Everyone but Eldon and Sheila
chuckled for a moment before Mac shook Eldon’s hand with his good one.
“Hey, I heard what happened to
one of your moms. You have my deepest condolences.” His voice carried true
compassion in it, renewing Eldon’s grief for Becky and clogging his throat with
another lump. “I also heard you helped capture Mihale Maztaim, and it was his
son who caused the blast. Don’t know how that bastard made it into the Secret
Service. No doubt the work of those senators that didn’t make it out. Serves
the bastards right, in any case. Now listen, I happen to know a few of the guys
that will be watching over him. Say the word, and he’ll have an accident, if you catch my meaning. He’ll
never make it to trial.”
“Do it,” Sheila hissed with more
venom in her voice than Eldon had ever heard before. More venom than he’d had
when he was a king cobra.
“He deserves no less,” Mandy
stated and Shlee nodded in agreement.
“No,” Eldon surprised himself by
saying that one word. Everyone looked at him with shock, except Mac. Mac just
gave him a curious look as if he was considering something. “I want him dead,
not only for what his son did to Becky and others, or because of what happened
to Shelly while he held her, but also because of what his evil stands for. The
Paladonic Knights need to be taken down, but it needs to happen legally. If we
kill their leaders out of spite, they’ll become martyrs. I want him to suffer.
I want him to feel pain as everything he spent his life on, every goal he ever
had, goes down in flames. I want him to watch as everything that ever mattered
to him crumbles as we build two worlds built on trust, understanding, and
peace.” Eldon was almost panting as he finished his speech, but he knew every
word was true, and not just because of Mandy.
“You’re all right, buddy,” Mac
chuckled. “You’re all right. Don’t know that I’d have the gumption to hold off
getting my revenge like that. You’re a bigger man than me. I think we’re going
to get along great.”
“Can I use that in my next
speech?” President Louise asked as she stepped out of the tent. She was
bandaged up, with her left arm in a sling, a bandage on her cheek, and gauze
wrapped around her head, but her eyes sparkled as she took everyone in. “Sorry,
I didn’t mean to eavesdrop, but when my advisors suddenly started becoming too
honest, I knew Mandy was out here. I can’t tell you how glad I am that you’re
alive, Eldon. Your family kept telling me you couldn’t be hurt, and it looks
like they were right. The world would have lost a truly courageous man, had you
died in there.”
Part of Eldon was still upset
she’d ordered his arrest, but her blunt compliment embarrassed him. “Thank you,
Madame President,” he told her after Shlee nudged him.
Apparently Mac noticed Shlee’s
action. “Holy shit! You’re Shlee Olsen, the reporter! Damn Eldon, you’re dating
this hottie? Man, I gotta admit, I’m jealous. Sorry I didn’t recognize you
before, Ms. Olsen. I blame the knock to my head. I didn’t realize you were into
monsters.… Oh, damn. Sorry buddy. What did the president want to call you guys?
Lydonese? Anyway, I’m surprised you’re not in front of a camera, reporting all
of this.”
“I recorded some footage
earlier, and the station is running it on a loop right now,” Shlee responded
with a soft smile. Eldon was tempted to let Mac in on the secret that she was a
werewolf, but held off. The only reason would be to shock him, but it wasn’t
his secret to tell. Revealing that would only hurt Shlee, and it wasn’t worth
it. Besides, Eldon didn’t like the man, despite his swing in personality, and
he didn’t deserve to know any of Eldon’s secrets.
“I believe you were on your way
to the hospital?” the president directed an arched eyebrow at the agent.
“Yes ma’am. Sorry. I’ll head
there right now.” He turned back to Eldon and reached out his left hand,
gripping Eldon’s right shoulder. “I meant what I said before, buddy. You call
on me anytime. You’re a good man, and from now on, I won’t let anyone else
think differently. Call on me and we’ll hang out, or something.”
Eldon wanted to tell him he
could take that offer and shove it. He was tired of being called buddy, but
forced himself to nod instead. They watched him walk away before the president
spun on him.
“Eldon, this event has proven to
me that I need to have someone at my side at all times who can truly protect
me.” Her voice was serious and earnest at the same time. “I need someone I can
trust. Someone who is strong, resilient, honest, and embodies everything this
country stands for.”
“I’m sure I know someone who
matches that description,” Eldon responded, thinking of a rock troll he was
familiar with in Gaia’s demesne. He was a big fella and knew how to take a hit.
He was ugly as sin, but he had a good heart on the inside. “I can talk to him
when I get back to Gaia’s city, if you want.”
“You dolt,” Mandy slapped the
back of his head. “She’s talking about you!”
“I know right now might not be
the best time to bring it up,” Martha added as Eldon blinked, realizing he had
been pretty stupid to miss that. It just wasn’t very often someone listed his
qualities in that tone. He was more accustomed to his sister’s acerbic opinion.
Maybe he really did have some ogre left in his head. “But I could really use
you right now, and Mandy’s ability to force truths to be spoken would help weed
out traitors, and when we’re alone, you can fuck my brains out again, and maybe
heal me up a bit. Oh, dammit, I didn’t mean to say that last bit. Maybe Mandy’s
presence will have to be limited….”
This time it was his mom to
strike him in the back of the head. “You are like your father! Can’t keep it in
your pants, can you? No wonder you kept calling her by her first name.”
Eldon could feel Mandy’s and Shlee’s
stares as well. He didn’t know if they were glaring at him or not, and didn’t
care to look at them to find out. He kept his eyes locked on Martha’s as he
gave his response.
“I’m sorry, Madame President,
but right now really isn’t the best time. Someone is killing the Pillars. I
just found out Jessica might be my half-sister and I need to talk to Angela
about that. My sister is in the hospital, and my step-mom just died. Even if it
weren’t for all that, I can’t help heal you without Gloria’s help, and she
abandoned me. I’m with Mandy and Shlee now, and I don’t know how they’d feel
about—”
“About giving the president a
different kind of staff?” Shlee tightened her grip on Eldon’s arm. “I say if it
helps relations between both worlds, go for it. I’m the last person to speak on
being monogamous right now, and as long as there is nothing hidden and we’re
all honest—which it should be with your other gorgeous girlfriend around—then
go for it. Of course, I can’t speak for Mandy.”
Mandy used one of her left hands
to turn Eldon’s head to face her. “I love you Eldon. I grew up with you, and
know how you were raised. I’m already sharing you with Shlee, and I have no
misgivings about that. As she said, as long as we’re all honest, then I have no
problems with you and the president being together.”
“Just like your father!” Sheila muttered loud enough for all to
hear. “And just like him, you seem to have the trust of the women around you. I
don’t know how you do it.”
“I will wait for you,” Martha
told him. “I don’t think I need to mention that the other stuff would have to
remain a secret, but until then, take care of yourself Eldon, and these two
women. I know you might think your life is cursed right now with everything
that’s happened to you and your family, but I hope you know it’s also blessed.
For what it’s worth, I almost feel sorry for any enemies that get in your way.”
“Thank you, mada—” he started to
say, but she cut him off.
“Call me Martha. Goodness knows,
after today you’ve earned that right in public and private.”
“Even after I hit that senator?”
Eldon asked, unsure whether he should even bring it up but unable to stop
himself.
“I shouldn’t have had you
arrested for that,” she shook her head. “You struck a traitor and subdued an
enemy of the state. I hope you can forgive me for that.”
“Keep doing the work you are for
both worlds, and we’ll consider it water under the bridge,” he told her. “Thank
you, Martha. I think I’d better go see how my sister is doing.” He decided he
didn’t want to stick around here anymore.
“Good luck, Eldon,” she replied,
“though I doubt you need it. Good luck to all of you, and give my condolences
to your dad.”
Eldon turned to go, and wasn’t
surprised to see the Orange Bubble pulling up to them. They crawled inside, and
his mother went straight to the front. “You three go back and, um, talk. Just
draw the curtains first, please. I’ll have some headphones in while we head to
the hospital, if you want to fool around.”
“Mom!” Eldon almost shouted as he felt his cheeks burn.
“Ha!” she laughed back as she
flipped her black hair over her shoulder. “Eldon, I’m old enough to know how
young men think, and you’re old enough to live your own life. Today, you’ve
made me the proudest a mother could be. You’re a grown man, and I can see
you’ve got a good head on your shoulders, even if it can be a bit dense at
times. Besides, your dad already told me what happened while I was left behind.
Like I said, just draw the curtain. I won’t be listening.”
He would have tried to argue
further, but the other two women were already dragging him back to the large
bed at the rear of the car. Mandy drew the curtain across as Shlee shoved him
onto his back and jumped on top of him.
Her hungry mouth pressed against
his as her hands worked to lift his shirt and roam across his pecs.
“Mmf, no,” Eldon tried to
protest through her kisses. “Not—not right now.”
“Why not?” Mandy asked as she
joined them on the bed. “Your mother didn’t seem to care.” She’d already
removed her shirt, and her breasts stood out proud on her chest, her nipples
hard and excited.
“But she’s still up there, and
I’m not really in the mood,” he tried to protest.
Shlee cocked her head for a
second before responding. “She’s listening to AC/DC, and can’t hear a thing
back here.” Her hand gripped his hard member through his pants and a grin split
her face. “Besides, this massive guy seems to be ready and willing. I’ve got an
empty space where it can go, already wet and ready to accept you in.”
“You’re insatiable,” Eldon
commented, though he had a hard time holding back a smile at her words. “We
just screwed maybe an hour ago, remember? There was a massive orgy and
everything.”
Worry crept into the two women’s
eyes.
“Um, Eldon,” Mandy said, her
voice full of worry. “That was this morning. It’s late afternoon, now. You were
lost in the White House for hours. We…. Despite your invulnerability, we were
worried. We thought we’d never see you again.”
Eldon tried to come to terms
with that news. How had Mac and he survived in that burning space for hours?
Well, he understood how he’d survived, but Mac was human, wasn’t he? How bad
had that blast hit him, to knock him out for hours? Too many questions and no
way to get answers.
“Well, be that as it may,” he
replied, gently moving Shlee off of him, “I’m still not in the mood. The only
reason I’m hard is because I seem to have a permanent erection ever since
Areth’s sacrifice.” He saw the disappointed look that crossed both their
features, and heaved a sigh. “Look, I just found out that my step-mom is dead,
my sister is in critical condition, and that doesn’t even begin to cover all
the other crap that’s happened within the last twenty-four hours.”
“Crap like being saddled with
the two of us?” Mandy demanded as she pulled her shirt back on.
“You’re never going to let me
live that down, are you?” he asked, truly regretting his poor choice of words
earlier. “I meant what I said before. I love you both. I really do, but that’s
not what I was referring to. I meant about Jessica revealing who her mom is,
Gloria taking off like she did, I was in the middle of a freaking explosion,
and then Becky and Shelly? Doesn’t leave a lot of room for me to really be
horny.”
“You’re right,” Shlee responded,
though she didn’t sound happy about it. “I guess we’re being selfish. I just
wanted to be able to forget about all of that for a few minutes. Especially since we didn’t even know if you
could survive such a blast, and we were so worried we’d never see you again.
You’ve been through a lot lately, and who knows when we’ll have a chance for it
to be just us three together again. I mean, you have the President of the
United States wanting to hump your leg! What do the two of us have to offer in
comparison to that?”
“Don’t you dare!” Eldon snapped,
feeling his ire rising at her words. “What do you have to offer? You both have
my heart, for one thing. I like the president and all, but I don’t love her.
Shlee, you’re a smart and wild woman. You’re strong, and know what you want in
life. You’re driven, and not someone to roll over and have her belly patted for
shits and giggles.” He was glad his mother wasn’t listening, or she’d be
chewing him out for his language. He turned to Mandy next, making sure not to
leave her out.
“Mandy, you’re just as great,
though I’ll leave out any werewolf puns. I was once afraid of your ability to
force truths, especially after what happened in the past. I see now my fears
were unfounded. If not for you, Jessica would still be among us, and who knows
what she was really planning. It’s because of you that we know who the traitors
were to the president. You are strong and powerful, smart, and just as driven.
“I love you both for who you
are, and if circumstances were different, just looking at either one of you
alone would turn me on. You’re both beautiful, and sexy, and the fact that you
want me—really want me—is a turn-on
in its own right. I really am thankful that I have you both in my life. I love
you both.”
“Do you really mean it?” Shlee
asked as tears formed in her blue eyes.
For proof, all he had to do was
point at Mandy. They both tackled him in a hug, Mandy kissing his left cheek,
while Shlee licked his right.
“Hope you kids are done, because
we’re here,” Sheila’s voice rang out.
“Awe, we haven’t even started,”
Shlee giggled, but got up from the bed. There hadn’t even been time to get
properly started, even if Eldon hadn’t stopped them.
“Maybe you aren’t like your
dad,” he heard his mom laugh. “I don’t know that he ever turned down an
opportunity to get laid. Well, this car got here faster than I thought it
would, anyway. Come on. Let’s go see if your sister is awake.”
They stepped from the car and
were greeted by a small group of Secret Service agents. “Your husband is right
this way, ma’am,” one of them stated, holding out his arm to indicate the
direction.
“Why are all of you here?” Eldon
demanded, wary of so many unknown agents.
“President Louise verified our
loyalties with Ms. Mandy there right next to her. We all know what you’ve done
in the past to protect President Louise, and every man here respects you, Eldon
Lance. Your father, sister, and the rest of your family are being protected by
us while they are here. No one will harm them, unless they can kill all of us
first.”
His matter-of-fact tone left no
room to be argued with. They followed him inside, and Mandy told him the
agent’s name was Sergeant Robertson.
Brooke met them at the door to
Shelly’s room. She was in a wheelchair, with her left leg propped and encased
in a cast. Her left arm was also in a cast, and Eldon wondered if she should
have been in a hospital room herself. Her eyes were bloodshot, and it was
evident that she’d been crying.
“Forgive me for not standing to
greet you,” she offered a tiny smile. “Your dad and sister are inside resting
right now. I’m out here making sure they get their rest. I’m glad to see you’re
all right, Eldon. I was worried about you, despite… you know.” Eldon wondered
how she planned on stopping anyone from entering, but when she produced one of
her blue-bladed knives out of nowhere, and returned it from whence it came, he
decided not to ask.
“Where’s Brock?” Eldon asked,
not sure which form his half-sibling was in, and just choosing one name.
“He and Oberon went to talk with
Gaia. Blue and her children went with them, once the dragon verified your dad
would be okay. You should have seen the hospital staff freaking out when she
landed on the roof,” Brooke filled them in.
Eldon could see that Becky’s
loss was tearing her up inside, and on impulse, he leaned in and gave her a light
hug, careful of her injured arm. “Becky was a great woman, an awesome teacher,
and the Knights will pay for what they did to her,” Eldon whispered to his
step-mom. “She’s going to be missed.”
“Thank you,” Brooke choked as
Eldon pulled away. “I don’t know how your dad is holding up right now. When we
lost Lisa, he tried to disappear from the world. Hardly talked to anyone for
days, until we forced him to face us. Now, after losing Areth and Becky, he
still has the strength to keep going. You should go in and see him. I know he
won’t mind you waking him up.”
His dad and sister were asleep
when they entered, but both woke at nearly the same time. He’d heard about how
bad Shelly was, but the accounts must have been exaggerated. She didn’t look
like she was in peak condition, with bruises around her face, and the hair on
the right side of her head singed off, but she didn’t look like she was on life
support either.
“Hey, bro!” Shelly slurred her
words as she met his eyes. “You’re looking big and strong!”
“What kind of meds do they have
you on?” Eldon asked, unfamiliar with this type of treatment from his sister.
His dad stood and pulled him
into a powerful hug. “I’m glad you’re safe and unhurt, Son. I was so worried,
despite Oberon assuring me you couldn’t be killed.”
He felt tears wet his shoulder
and was touched by how much concern his dad showed. He knew he was loved by his
parents, but it was always nice to feel its effects.
“Is there any way I can serve
you, Master?” Sheila asked as she dropped to her knees next to her son but
facing Lyden. Mandy had seen this before, but Shlee’s eyes grew large in shock.
“I could use a hug, Slave,”
Lyden smiled warmly at her as he disengaged from Eldon. Sheila leapt to obey,
and for a moment the two held each other and cried over their shared loss.
“You might be my alpha,” Shlee
whispered to him, “but don’t expect me to play your slave.”
“What I expect from you,” he
told her, trying to sound serious, “is for you to be yourself. This is who my
mom is to my father. That is their relationship. We have our own.”
She hugged his arm and gave his
neck a loving lick.
Mandy was over talking to his
sister, and they went to check on her.
“Shh, it’s supposed to be a
secret,” he caught her saying as they stepped up. “You can’t tell anyone.” This
close, he could see that her pupils were dilated.
“What’s a secret?” Eldon asked
as he leaned over her to give a gentle hug.
“Shelly, no!” their dad nearly
shouted as he jumped to cover her mouth.
“Umm, Mr. Snow, she already told
me,” Mandy spoke up, though she kept her voice soft.
“And I couldn’t help but hear it
also,” Shlee added, tapping her right ear.
“They were bound to figure it
out eventually, Master,” Sheila intoned. “Our kids are pretty smart, and I
don’t doubt that these two can be trusted with your secret.” She indicated
Shlee and Mandy with a gesture of her hand. “Besides, you’re pretty sure Gaia
already knows.”
Eldon seemed to be the only one
out of the loop, and looked around confused. “What? What secret?”
Lyden pinched the bridge of his
nose and sighed, but it was Shelly that giggled and answered.
“Daddy didn’t lose all his
abilities in the war,” she told them while grinning. “He’s still a Generator.
He and Grandpa were talking in my Mens
Mundi when you guys arrived.”
“That’s the last time I ever let
them give you morphine,” Lyden groaned as Shelly’s words sunk into Eldon’s
understanding.
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From the Author
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This story couldn't have been made possible without readers like you, and without the editing prowess of Garbonzo. Seriously, the man catches so many mistakes, and offers great advice in directing this tale. I truly appreciate his help.
If any of you have advice, story ideas, or want to leave a comment, they are always welcome. Also, we are opening this blog up to other writers. If you want to join us, send us a comment and we'll get in touch with you. Garbonzo or I must read your story before allowing you to publish, but once approved, you'll be given rights to post here. We look forward to hearing from you!





