Little Cherine Book 08 - BPost045
Robert. The Unation ships are leaving me. They are coming to help you. . . . .
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*They cannot handle so many! Okay, ask them to send the Russian jets back home. Are you managing with the missiles?*
*Affirmative. I think you have a surprise coming to you Robert. Sit back and watch the show.*
I was curious. Whatever their technology, however awesome, how could two ships handle so many?
As the two spaceships entered space I saw thousands of smaller ships join them suddenly. I was awed that our friends had gone to the trouble of calling for such an amazing backup from their home planets and waited to see how they would handle the situation.
*Robert, stop gawking like a school kid and come to us. You must make an announcement to all of Earth, warning them of what is about to happen.*
I grinned. Only Hettie would think I was wasting my time here. I ignored the call and waited until I saw Unation ships closing in on the jetfighters, matching speeds. As the void I could see them use energy beams to capture the jets. At the same moment they were captured, their engines died. Within minutes the first jets were being drawn into the spaceships. A number of the pilots were fast enough to send off their missiles, but Freddie and Vincent were able to draw them into space. I relaxed and more out of curiosity than concern, I entered a spaceship. I was certain that some of the pilots would trigger their missiles within the spaceships, but I soon saw they could not. All electrical and electronic equipment had been blanketed.
“What do you want me to say Hettie?”
“We may ignore those attacking us Robert, but we must not alienate those who declared themselves our allies, even though they are not truly allies. They are being opportunistic. All of them know they cannot fight us, but those claiming to be our allies are using this opportunity to get revenge on those who had caused them humiliation and losses in earlier battles. They think they gain either way.”
“Freddie, quote me. We thank those who have declared themselves our friends. Unfortunately you forgot an important promise we made, that not one person will die because of us. It is only for that reason that your fighters are being captured. All pilots and other crew on board any of the planes will be returned safely within hours. Any others who are contemplating declaring themselves our allies, please refrain from taking action on our behalf. Thank you.”
I smiled at Samantha. “Any of the Unation leaders still within Freddie?”
“No. They are in their ships, overseeing the disarmament of this war.”
“Are we supposed to give them medals for saving us from breaking our word?”
“It would insult them dad. Do not even thank them.”
“Are you certain?” She nodded, her mind confirming to me that she was certain. She felt I should not do anything to imply they had acted to help me; they are doing it as Cherinians to help all Cherinians and all life in general.
“I hate to think what it must be costing them. Sam, you belong to this new world of Cherinians more than I do so I will listen to you, even though I do not feel happy about not being able to at least thank them. I have something else very important to do, my two daughters are waiting for me and they must be getting bored by now. Give my love to everyone.” She was not the only one who showed amusement as I left.
The list of countries siding with us grew throughout the day, but none of the major powers did. Our first breakthrough was when the French decided to do the opposite of whatever the English and Americans were doing and sent us an offer to sign a treaty.
Though I allowed Sam and Freddie to keep me up to date, I reserved my concentration for my two lovely girls. Syrina managed to surprise me again, it seems she had a number of serious questions in her mind that she decided to use this opportunity to question me about.
“As Cherinians we are supposed to be dictated to primarily by empathy?”
“As you said, primarily.”
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“What does that mean?”
“You said it, why ask me? I only agreed with you.”
“What does primarily mean to you in this context?” To be honest, I was more interested in enjoying the sight of her slim body and limbs, of watching her eyes when she laughs or looks at me with love. However, this is what bonding is all about. Learning about each other and how we think.
“If we need to do something for someone because of empathy, but it would not be good for society in general or could harm someone else, we must find an alternative answer or even refuse to help if we have to.”
“You are saying that what empathy requires of us must be ethical for us to act on it?”
“As good a definition as any.”
“In that case, would you say that primarily Cherinians have to be motivated first by ethics and only thereafter by empathy?”
I had a feeling this was dangerous ground, so I thought about it. “No. Our prime motivation must remain empathy. We may then have to give consideration to a number of other qualifying matters, philosophical or practical. Syrina, if we place ethics above empathy, it could lead to us examining the ethical question without empathy or compassion. Empathy is a constant. Ethics, morality and so on, they are not. They depend on what the society you grew up in currently believes. For instance, they would not be the same for isi and you. As they would not be for you and I.”
“You are saying that ethics are part of our personal belief system? I can understand that morals are, but I find it difficult to accept that ethics are. Surely ethics are universal? The Captain is entirely alien to our way of thinking and yet her ethics are the same as ours and that is why we admire her.”
“Is it ethical to choose to kill the children so that adults can survive? To us the answer would always be no, but to the Inguel it would be yes.”
“That was not a matter of ethics! It was of a practical nature, dictated by our divergent evolutions. If you wish to grant it an ethical status then you must accept we are both correct, because they are different faces of the same truth. The survival of the species.”
“I can’t believe that! How can ethics be governed by practical considerations! Not even by something as important as the survival of a species Syrina. You gave the Captain as an example, did she not teach you that you are wrong?”
“You can’t use the Captain as an example, she had to choose between saving her species at a cost to the local species. To cause the death of an entire species is not the worst ethical crime anyone can commit?”
“I can’t answer that with a simple yes or no. Wouldn’t the question apply to her own species also?”
By now the girls in Freddie were sharing our conversation with a number of friends of various species and Syrina became self conscious. It did not matter that much. As we stopped they began to debate the subject with many interesting points of view. The girls allowed me to stop under the shade of some palms and we sat and listened to them. I did not expect them to reach consensus and was not disappointed. With my Syrina though, I was delighted.
At a lull in the conversation above us I asked her, “What prompted this worry?”
“Empathy forced you to act to save the people of this world? What would you have done if your interference was not ethical?”
“I am not the Captain, Syrina. I would not have acted any differently. Whatever the ethics, it can never be acceptable that innocent people, especially children, pay for our beliefs. Empathy demands we save them and that is what I will always do, even if everyone condemns me for it.”
Syrina’s question and my answer added fuel to the debate above us, so I lay down, pulled the girls to me and closed my eyes, dozing for a while. I woke up when isi sighed. Syrina sat up and looked at her.
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“I have been trying to understand both of you. What you discuss is important and interesting, but I do not understand your mating rituals. With us, when a male and female join, they spend some time teasing each other with caresses, small withdrawals and then provoke each other again until they can no longer command their bodies and they come together in a mating that leaves no space for thinking. It is beautiful.” She was lost in her imaginings and dreams of something like that happening to her one day. She shook her head as she looked at Syrina again. “All the two of you do is talk to excite each others minds!”
“It is possible for those of our species to fall in love, to even like each other without us really knowing each other. What Robert and I are doing is building on that by learning how the other thinks and feels about things we consider important. Most of our people who fall in love end up parting because they do not understand each other. We don’t want that to happen to us.”
“Why don’t you talk about those things that really matter to both of you then?”
Syrina and I looked at each other and then she asked, “What things?”
“You like to play with Bitsy, he does not. You like to float. He likes to paint. Those kind of things.”
“You have a very wise friend Syrina.”
Chapter Two Hundred Twenty Seven
Hettie said, “I am beginning to get very annoyed with you Robert!”
“I know what you mean. I on the other hand am getting angry with Eddie.”
He gave me a startled look. “Me!? What have I done?”
“How can such a lovely girl love you instead of me?”
It was naughty of me, not because of what I said, but because I could sense her and knew she had been about to pull my leg and I was spoiling it for her. At least I had the pleasure of seeing her blush. Marian was the most amused of us all.
I made my face serious. “Tell me love, what have I done to upset you?”
“Who understands politics better, you or I?”
“There is no comparison! I haven’t a clue about politics. Did I say or do something?”
“When the leaders left here, I estimated it could take us years to gain allies here. You said six months and I thought you were being naïve. It has only taken days!”
“Thanks to you love. I’ve been concentrating on other more delightful matters.”
“We are all aware of that.” Everyone laughed with her and it was Syrina’s turn to blush.
I spread my hands out. “Surely that is how it should be Hettie? Each to their own field of expertise?”
Samantha was smiling, but it had nothing to do with our repartees. She walked out to join Samuel King.
“I haven’t seen you for a while!”
“I’ve been busy. I went on a long hike.”
“Did you see anything interesting, or was it just to be alone?”
As always, he answered earnestly, “Both. I needed to think, but I was also curious. I climbed the hills the river cuts through where you showed me the fairies. I looked down and all I saw was rocks. It was an illusion you showed me.”
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“You should have asked me Samuel. You can only enter the world of fairies from the river. Only our ship can take you to their dimension.” Good girl!
“You’re kidding!”
“No Samuel, none of us girls would kid you, we leave that sort of thing to Robert.” Not so good girl.
They walked off, talking and laughing. I sensed my girls watching me, so I frowned as I quizzed Cherine. “Should I be jealous?”
She delighted me with her special smile and shrugged. “You keep on insisting you are ready to have a male join us.”
I scooped her up and placed her on my lap and brought my lips to her ear. “Not in your wildest dreams. Damn! You smell lovely, I’m on fire.”
“Save it for your bride.”
I pulled a face, my eyes sad, and pleaded. “She doesn’t want me to. She prefers to talk about ethics.”
“Is it ethical of you to allow her to, when you know what she really wants?” Even Syrina giggled.
I waited until they’d had their laughs and then sent out, Privacy please.
“Cherine, When we return, I think it is time for Diana. Do you agree?” Her breath caught and she stared so intensely into my eyes I almost needed to look elsewhere.
“To have a child?” For a moment I thought she was going to cry. “Oh yes Robert!” She pulled my face to her and kissed me. “I promise, none of the others will be anything but happy for her - and for us.”
“She still has her special magic. I’m going to suffer.”
She grinned. “As we all do? Don’t worry, you’ll enjoy suffering.”
“Let’s not tell them yet. I’d rather tell her first, when it is time.”
“No my love. Take her for a walk and tell her, give her something to dream about.”
“Would it be right of me to tell her while I’m on honeymoon with Syrina?”
“If I know that girl she will consider it your most wonderful gift, something extra to make her honeymoon memorable.”
“Syrina is so different it almost scares me to think of having a child with her. Won’t she think of me as belonging to a previous species?”
“We are Robert. It is a good thing, thanks to us they will remain human in all ways.”
“Cherine, I want this child, but I also want my Diana healed.”
“Tell her in the void or enter her mind and watch her soul. You’ll see, all the magic is still there.”
“You’ve given me an idea. You’ll love it! I can hardly wait to tell her.”
“Diana, would you mind going with Robert?”
Without asking where to, she came to me. I gave Cherine a quick kiss and picking up Syrina I took Diana’s hand in mine and we jumped.
“All of you know why we cannot have children whenever we want to. I do try to space them out and be fair in who I choose, mostly according to the feelings of you girls. Do you both feel it would be fair if I choose someone according to my needs for once?”
I was surprised to find that both of them guessed it was Goldi. I was not surprised that they both agreed with joy.
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“Diana, as soon as our honeymoon is over, I would love for you to have our baby.”
I felt the glow in her, even as she pulled away. “No Robert, not me.”
“She calls to me my love. She must be yours.”
“Please do.” Syrina begged her.
“I’m afraid Robert.”
“Don’t be. She will be perfect.”
She came into my arms and I held her tightly until her sobs eased off. I pulled her face up to mine with trembling fingers. “Is that a yes?”
“Oh yes!”
“Will both of you wait here please?”
I jumped back to the taverna and taking Meli’s hand returned. “Meli, Diana has agreed to have our baby. Would you allow us to conceive her in your world of the Gillians? I wish to take us both there in our bodies.”
I don’t know how Meli did it, but she clamped down on her reaction. “Why the Gillian world? Why not the desert world? That would really be something.”
“I see Cherine is a bad influence on all of you.”
“Oh Robert, you really want this, you will have your baby within my mind?”
“My baby!? Meli, will she not be your daughter too?”
“Yes. Of all of us.”
“Dad?” Syrina was holding Diana to her, but she was looking at me over her head. “Please don’t wait. Have our daughter within our honeymoon so that she is even more precious to me?”
“Shall we say two weeks from now? Diana?”
Cherine was right. Every single one of my girls cried out of happiness. I made time for Lynda and whispered in her ear as I held her. “I know you should have been next. Are you sure you don’t mind waiting?”
“I’d wait a hundred years if I had to. Robert, can’t you feel how happy I am?”
“I can love, that is why I asked. I had to let you know I want your child too.”
We spent that night at home with all our loves. I did something new. I split myself so that every three girls would have a Robert, but I kept the main part of me in one body and spent my night going from group to group, adding my kisses and love to what they were already sharing. Each group made certain that I was loved too and by morning I was totally drained. Merging back into one did not help much and my healer refused to help me, so I had to take it easy in Freddie.
Freddie was re-broadcasting the main news items from Earth and we could see they were still in shock. The Sparklers and Anadir were kept very busy collecting souls and tissue to recreate those who despaired and committed suicide.
It seemed that everyone in Freddie knew what we planned and everyone wanted to congratulate and wish us the best. Apart from family and close friends, the only ones I invited to join us were the Akiard kids. They were enthusiastic and asked if I am going to have a son for them to be friends with and teach him everything he has to know about being a Cherinian. Gently I explained it is not time for that, but when it is, Cherine will be his mother and I will be grateful if they become his friends. That got Cherine crying, so Diana made way for her to curl up on my lap.
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I’d sort of guessed it would either be Allan or Nicko. It was Allan who teased first. “Now I understand why Cherinians have to have perfect recall. It is so that we can remember the names of all the children and wives you have.”
“When are you going to make your girls happy?”
“Eleni is, she has a daughter. Jessica does not mind waiting. I’m happy spending all my love on both of them.”
“They will not be poorer if you have a third person to love Allan.”
“I know. We have all the time we want to enjoy the next stage, so I am determined to enjoy loving these two angels with all my heart for as long as I can.”
Jessica was grinning from ear to ear as she told us, “When Eleni or I want to have a special night we ask him if he wants to have our baby. It makes him feel like he is on fire. We make certain that we cannot so that we only have a baby when he is really ready.”
“Jessica, are you an alien?”
“No. I’m from New York.” Everyone laughed.
“I think you must be an alien. Your smile is just too beautiful for you to be from our world.” Allan pretended to herd his girls away to safety, muttering about paedophiles who think all the little girls in the whole world belong to them. Jessica looked back and blew me a kiss and it made Alki burst out laughing.
“Are the two of you ready to return to Dar?”
We landed in our room. The girls put on their bikinis and rushed out for a swim before the sun set. I took my sketch pad and sat on the beach drawing my isi as I’d seen her when she was in the nude. Syrina dashed to me to take a look, kissed me and grinning ran back to her friend. Their heads bent close to each other they whispered, giggling. Such moments do not need a privacy sign so I indulged myself by staring at them for a moment, to store the sight of them in my heart, and returned to my sketching.
“You find the immature female form of interest?”
Startled I looked up, I had not been aware of her approach. I saw the girls were not disturbed by the appearance of the stranger and continued to play. “As an artist I find all stages of the female form of interest, each with their own challenges. The more mature woman has curves that must express the softness and promise of femininity while the immature, especially if they are close to budding womanhood, are cleaner in line and yet they must show the promise of what is coming upon them.”
“Interesting. I have two daughters, seven and nine years old. They are definitely not feminine, as they are very active and their bodies are slender and tight.”
“If they are with you I would welcome the challenge of showing you what I see in them.”
“I left them on the farm. We have guards and they are safer there, as these are strange times we are going through. From which part of Germany are you?”
“It shows that I have lived almost all my life outside of Germany?”
She was in her late twenties and did not hide the way she stared at me, as if my apparent youth gave her the right to ignore my sensibilities. “It is rare to find a man of your age interested in little girls. I am not speaking of art, Meneer.”
“I have said something to create such an impression?”
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“There is talk. You arrived at the hotel with two girls and you are too young to be their father. You spend your day locked up in the room with them, appearing briefly to let them have a swim. You must be wealthy to afford the travel expenses and the problems it must cause you. It is obvious the children are not local and I heard them speaking English. You must have brought them from Kenya. I’m curious how you got them across the border without spending a lot of money. You have friends in high places?”
I did not glance up at Freddie, but thought to myself, ‘you are right, much higher than you can imagine’, with an internal grin. “I know my way around.”
“Good. I will be here in the morning with my daughters. Take a look at them and we can talk afterwards.” As she was about to walk away she turned. “They will be here to play with your daughters, there are such few opportunities for them to meet children of our race.”
“I understand.”
As soon as she was out of sight the girls ran to me. “Is she offering you her daughters!”
“I’m not certain whether she is, or whether she only intends blackmailing me.”
Dommi came to us. Her face was filled with anger. “You will not be here tomorrow.”
“Do you really think that avoiding her will solve the problem? I dare not abandon them if she really intends what we think.”
Her anger held her rigid, but she crumbled as I looked into her eyes. “No. Be very careful Robert, do not hurt the children, ours or hers.”
“I understand my love.”
Dommi returned to the arms of Cherine and I took my two little beauties back to our room. While the girls had a shower I checked the room. Before going out for dinner I asked Syrina to ‘send’ my sketch pad back to our home.
“What are you going to do dad?”
“I have no idea.”
“What if they are really pretty and have been hurt?”
“They do not need to be pretty my love, all children are beautiful in their fragile hearts.”
Back in our room again, isi stripped and stood naked before us. “I will change back to being what I really am. You are used to me that way and it will not make you worry about me. If you have no eyes for me and it is right, I will project again to share with you Syrina.”
“Do you have your filters?”
“Yes.”
It was almost distressing watching her body distort back to her Inguel shape. For a moment she looked ugly in contrast to the way she had looked and then her familiar and loved shape reminded us of how much she is loved as she is and she became beautiful to us.
“Is she right dad, you are going to love me tonight?”
“We can carry on bonding my love, we still have a lot of time here, but I do want to make love with you.”
“I’m glad.” She took off her tee-shirt and dropped her pants and panties as one. “I did take a no-soap shower two hours ago.”
“Give me a few minutes while I do the same.”
“Please don’t.” I liked the way she asked without explaining herself and took off my shirt. Her little hands touched the top of my trousers so I pulled in my stomach for her to unbutton it. I looked down at her face as she concentrated on getting my trousers off. She stared at me.
“You need new underpants!”
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“I can’t afford them. After buying two little girls tomorrow I’ll be broke.”
“I’ll buy them out of my pocket money - I meant the underpants.” We both laughed. Her pocket money is more than I used to earn per year as an artist in my early years. “Dad?”
“My love?”
“Please don’t joke about them.”
“I wasn’t my love. I was making fun of me.”
“Yes, that is sad, isn’t it isi?”
“Sometimes he is funny.”
“Maybe the little German girls will think I’m funny, then I can swop the two of you for them. It should be a bargain.”
Syrina shook her head. “No, she won’t want me, I won’t be a virgin anymore. Maybe she’ll swop isi for both of them?”
isi laughed. “You will be a virgin. I think you are both going to stand there all night talking.”
Syrina bit her lower lip as she looked up at me and then pulled my underpants off. “See? You are wrong. He is already dripping.” She took hold of my penis and squeezed a drop out for her friend to see.
“Why can’t I feel him then? Should I change again?”
“Relax isi, Syrina is teasing you. This happens automatically from anticipation.”
“Not because I’m naked and beautiful?…I mean, sexy.”
“No, you are nothing like my sweet isi.”
We could feel the amusement of our family but, to tell the truth, I did find the way we were carrying on arousing, in a sort of relaxed and amusing manner. My Syrina of the long slim arms and legs and rounded little tummy, never mind her pert little bum, was enough to make my blood thunder through me, but I liked the way she was orchestrating our evening. As I write this I cannot help wondering why it is that almost none of the writers of the thousands of paedophile stories I’ve read remember that little girls have personalities and it is those personalities that make the lovemaking so unique. What could be a bigger turn on than a little girl using humour to make me love her even more while she holds on to my penis? Could a frightened child do that?
“Lie down please.” I did as she asked. “isi, come closer. I’ll show you a few things our man enjoys.” isi reared up, her fore limbs resting on the bed so that she could see.
Syrina climbed and hung her head over me, her silky dark hair gently lying on my chest. Slowly she moved and I felt her hair rise to my face. She caressed me there with her hair and then slowly moved down. We both felt isi’s surprise when she sensed how the movement of hair over my belly excited me. It was pure heaven as she swung it down my thighs and then back up to my genitals. She took a thick strand and twisted it around my penis and then slid it up and down, her face only inches away. She parted her lips and her pink tongue darted out, shocking me with sensations.
“You’re going too fast love.”
“Your healer told me you can make love to me many times tonight. This first time is just for you, when you show me how much you love and want me, I want you to do it knowing how I feel.”
isi-mi said, “I better change Syrina, I can’t stand like this for long.”
“Float or change, whatever you want.” isi suspected that Syrina did not want her to change yet so that she would be absolutely certain it was only her body making me feel this way, so she floated slightly above bed height. Although isi did remain as an observer and changed later on, I was hardly aware of her from here on. If Syrina spoke to her it must have been privately.
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Since isi had interrupted her she changed her tactics. She used her fingers, lips and tongue to bring alive every nerve in my body, ignoring my penis. When she finally came to that part of me I had to control myself as she licked me. Only then did she stretch her body over me and place me within her hot mouth.
Up till this moment I had not handled her at all, luxuriating in my sensations, as she wanted me to. As she drove me deep into her mouth, I felt myself about to explode and without consciously doing so I reached down and pressed her head as I arched and bucked. I did not sense any protest from my sweetheart, not even in her mind. Finally the agony of my ecstasy was over and letting go I fell back against the pillow.
A few seconds later she crept up to me and lay with her head on my chest, emoting pure joy. She felt my eyes on her and tilted her head to look at me. “Now you aren’t a virgin anymore. I always wanted an experienced man for my first time.”
“If you want me to be experienced you will have to spend the next hundred years teaching me how to love you. Even then I will be searching every time for new ways to show you how much I love you.”
She thought of a smart-ass answer, but then kept it to herself. I waited until she had recovered and slowly turned until she lay on the bed. I sat up and took a long good look at her, as if it were the first time. I searched every inch of her, but she was pure perfection. I did not need to search her mind and heart, those I live in constantly and I know her strengths and weaknesses, as she knows mine, and I find those also perfect. I cannot help but wonder, with so many loves, how is it that though they differ between them so much, they are all perfect. Every single one of them my ideal girl. Having healers helps, but my loves have long since allowed themselves to revert to most of their original attributes, trusting me to find beauty in their individual differences.
Syrina was looking back at me with half closed eyes and a mysterious little smile that curved the tips of her lips. She was in my mind and shared my body so she knew what I was doing and could feel how she affected me.
Soft as a feather my fingertips ran over her, exploring as if I were blind, memorising every contour, each dimple or hollow, every ridge. Her healer was not doing a good job of protecting her from the tropical heat and she was covered in a fine sheen of perspiration, so I could not truly feel the baby soft silkiness of her skin.
I turned her over and gently massaged her back. I wanted her body to sing to her of my love and took my time with each centimetre of her until I felt she was in a heavenly bliss that was not sexual. It was time to awaken the fire dragon so that it would send its flames racing through her veins. First I breathed upon her nape and when she shivered with delight I softly touched the tip of my tongue to her skin. Alternating between kissing and licking her I reacquainted myself with her childish form and scents. At first I avoided all her erogenous zones, but then gradually teased at them until her breath had quickened and I could sense she was wide awake to me all over.
Moving to her face I filled it with butterfly kisses until I landed on her lips. At first I kissed and teased them with messages of my love for her and then mine grew harder, harsher, as they communicated my passion and need for her. My sweet-always-composed little Syrina went wild in her need to answer me.
I pulled back, breathless also with my need for her and forced her to calm down. No sooner had she succeeded than I trailed my lips down her throat and her hearts beat was like jungle drums as I fastened to her coral nipples. Can anyone explain to me why those sweet tiny protuberances heat my blood until I feel as if I am on fire? Could it be that they look so innocent and yet are able to react like those of a woman?
I decided that Syrina would not thank me for doing as she had done, that it was far better she becomes my woman while she is at the height of passion. Still, I just had to see, smell and taste her little flower. I promised myself I would be brief, but as I opened her petals I could not stop looking at its tiny perfection. Within myself I was crying at the thought of spoiling it. Syrina fought for control and she touched my cheek with her fingers and I felt as if I had been branded.
“Robert, you do not have to hurt me, I will not mind. Take me with happiness also please.”
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My heart soared and she has never known from me the flood of love I inundated her with. Quickly I released the passion I had been trying to control and she moaned as her palms pushed down at her bump. I buried my face in her and her hands pushed at my head as her need to explode instantly arrived. Cherine helped and she was able to hold on until I had the tip of my penis pressing to enter. She was ready for me as I slid in and her ring of muscle tightened and then relaxed, inviting me to enter. With only a sharp sting I broke through and felt myself arrive home.
Most of the rest is a blur. She proudly bore the marks of my fingers bruising her hips and my teeth on her little chest and shoulders until she could show them to all her loves. There was only one pain I remember; as I filled her with my seed, her need for such a remarkable love to give birth to a child. I too felt the need like scalding tears within me and that helped her bear it.
We spent hours trying to arrive at the same summit and then our loving turned gentle and became the expression of a new love that filled both of us for each other. Dawn arrived with us sitting on the verandah, her head against my chest as she curled up in my lap.
“Thank you Robert.”
“For what?”
“For the countless times you refused me. You were right, last night was worth waiting for.”
We had aired the room before room service brought our order, but we had sensed the curiosity of the waiter when he saw we had slept in one bed. We had forgotten to rumple the second one. And they say Cherinians never forget!
Syrina does not mind the smell of me smoking and isi hardly seemed to notice.
“You are thinking of the two girls and their mother?”
“Yes. This morning something struck me as odd about the whole conversation. No, not what was said, Syrina, I could not sense her feelings!”
“She may be gifted?”
“Lord! What do I do if she is?”
“You should treat her the same dad. First she must show us that she meant what we thought and then decide.”
“It will be such a pity if she is gifted and it is to be wasted. I wonder, what could have made her so hard?”
It was that rare occasion when even Hettie was watching as the mother and her two girls arrived. We watched them walking on the sand and I saw that though their faces are not really pretty, the girls have the bodies and limbs their mother had described. The girls should have been full of life as they approached, but they walked next to their mother, clinging to her hands. We sensed they were frightened - of me.
She stood before me, waiting to be certain I had seen and was tempted by her daughters.
“Could your daughters take my girls to swim while we talk?” Without a word Syrina and isi led them away. I waited for her to speak.
“Ten thousand Deutsche Mark for one week. There are conditions you must agree to.”
“That is steep.”
“It is a fortune. Do not haggle, I will not come down one Deutsche Mark. They are truly innocent, not like those foreigners you buy. It is a bargain if you are a connoisseur.”
“Why are they so frightened?”
“Do you agree to the price. We can talk afterwards if you agree.”
“Agreed, depending on what the conditions are.”
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)7th February, 2020
- posted: 7th February, 2020
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