Maggy reached the bottom of the stairs. She stood for a moment surveying the scene and then struck a pose. She raised her arms above her head and moved them down in a flowing motion as she intoned a word Kevin could not understand. Maggy's clothing peeled away and drifted from her body leaving her nude apart from her jewelry. She walked slowly around the outside of the circle, chanting in some unknown language. As she passed each point of the star she gestured downward and a cluster of candles came to life. Without willing it Kevin's head followed her circuit, like a compass needle following North. Reaching her starting point Maggy's movements became more elaborate, gracefully swaying and twisting her body as she drew complicated shapes with her hands. Kevin fancied he could see the signs glowing briefly in the air as she traced them.
Her path complete, Maggy made a concluding gesture and then stood still, her fingertips pressed lightly together and eyes lowered. A deep red jewel was held in her navel with a five pointed star drawn or tattooed around it. The lower point extended to just above her pubic hair, as silver as the hair on her head.
Maggy made a motion as if parting an invisible curtain and stepped forward into the circle. She knelt beside Kevin and leaned over, kissing him on the lips very, very softly, never breaking the cadence of her chant. With one finger she began tracing a pattern around his navel. Kevin lifted his head to see. Maggy's finger left a dully glowing red line on his flesh. She was carefully tracing a five pointed star on his stomach around his navel. The final point ended at the base of his penis, now fully erect.
Maggy paused the chant and re-positioned herself to straddle Kevin, her legs spread wide, not touching him. She looked down at him, her green eyes bright in her lined face. She looked a little sad.
"I'll not take more than I need."
Maggy's expression became determined, she resumed her chant and then slowly, deliberately lowered herself onto him.
Kevin gasped as he felt himself penetrate Maggy. She kept sliding down taking more and more him inside herself until she sitting on him. Just as slowly Maggy rose up until he almost came out of her and then slid back down again. Maggy's movements matched the rhythm of her chant. Her loose, saggy breasts jiggled a little but her chant never wavered. Kevin had dreamed of this with girls he had seen at work, but this was unlike anything he had imagined.
Certainly not with Maggy and certainly not like this.
Maggy threw her head back and squeezed Kevin inside her as she rose, holding him in and lifting his buttocks of the platform before letting loose and allowing him to fall back in place. Her downward thrust made an a smacking sound as their flesh met. The jewel in Maggy's navel glowed, as did his.
Still she chanted.
Kevin felt the warmth growing inside him, building, something larger and more powerful than before. Maggy's thrusts became faster, harder, savage even. Kevin's body was thrust forward and back on the platform by the energy of them. She kept her chanting in time to her thrusts.
Kevin felt near ready to explode. If he had been touching himself he would have finished long ago.
Maggy seemed to sense this. She stopped thrusting and pressed herself hard against him. She squeezed Kevin inside her and pulled him even further inside, them released and let him slide out a fraction, then squeezed and pulled again. She lowered her head and looked unblinkingly into his eyes. Green fire raged in them.
The building warmth inside Kevin exploded. It was if fire flowed the length of his penis and into Maggy. Kevin screamed and Maggy joined him as she tightened on him like a vise. He felt like a bolt of lightning joined their bodies.
The fire in Maggy's eyes was blinding. The green light grew until it surrounded them both and then faded away with the last echoes of their cries.
Kevin lay naked on his back. A young woman was straddling him, riding him with gentle thrusting motions of her hips. A small red jewel popped out her navel leaving her flat tight belly a smooth expanse of porcelain white skin. Her round full breasts rose and fell with her deep breaths.
The girl shook her long fiery red hair and laughed with joy and pleasure.
The girl sighed and slid off to lay beside him. Still panting hard she looked into his eyes. Bright clear green. So much older than her face. Maggy's eyes, in this young woman's face.
"Thank you, Kevin. Thank you so much. I'm sorry I had to take it from you. Please forgive me." There was a soft lilt to her voice. She radiated youthful energy and vitality.
Kevin tried to speak, to say he didn't understand, that he would give anything in gratitude for all she had done but the young woman placed one finger to his lips and silenced him before he began. She moved the finger to his forehead. "Sleep. Rest."
He did.
Kevin woke up tired. His back ached. He couldn't remember lifting anything especially heavy at work yesterday. He couldn't remember much of anything yesterday beyond Maggy wishing him a Happy Birthday. Kevin had a sudden flash, more of an image than a memory, Maggy in some sheer, transparent black dress, surrounded by strange unearthly red light. A dream?
Kevin pushed himself upright in bed. He seemed weaker than usual, and his movements raised small aches in his muscles.
He wondered if he had fallen sick. He stood up slowly, he didn't feel ill. Just tired and achy. Worn out. He walked slowly to the bathroom, washed his face in the sink and dried with a towel. Looking up to the mirror he caught his reflection. An old man stared back at him. His face was tired and lined, with eyes that somehow didn't match, too young for his face. His hair was shot through with gray. His body was loose and soft. The memory came back to him all at once. Maggy astride him riding him, then the young woman. The girl with Maggy's eyes. The realization of what she had taken made Kevin gasp and sink to the floor in shock.
The countryside rolled by smoothly. The rails made a rhythmic clicking noise as the carriage swayed slightly. Trains were her favorite transport. Always had been. She had seen them come into being and fell in love with them from the very first. Her old life, the shop, everything fell further behind her with each second.
Always best to move after Renewal. The old place never felt the same afterwards. Safer as well. It was always possible someone might recognize her or she might betray herself with an acquaintance. Of course she never wanted to see the donor again. Remember them as they were.
The guilt stabbed her, softer now, her new youth and vitality made it easier to stand, but it still had sharpness. More than it usually did. She had left it too long this time, taken too long to find a true virgin, still innocent. Then she had gotten close and hesitated, delaying what she needed to do. She hadn't taken as much as could have. Kevin still had a good number of decades left to him. He had been strong and healthy, he still would be. The house and shop were his now along with a modest allowance. Enough to keep him secure for what time he had left.
Small enough payment for one's youth, but it was more than anyone else had done for him, even his family.
Maggy looked outside at the scenery rolling by on her way to her new life.
