Anna's Mystery Plan - Part 3 - Building the Team
Chapter 7 - Sophie Requires Correction
I had a sense of quiet relief as I sipped my coffee and watched the sun rise across the lake. With not a breath of air, the water was a perfect mirror of the mountain behind it. Karen and Sophie were standing at my shoulders, fresh from the shower in long white robes. No one talked but the unspoken question was, "All right, Anna, what next?"
Sophie retrieved a tray from the kitchen and we gathered around in chairs, with plates on our knees. The sun was warm on our faces.
As we put our plates back on the tray, I pulled Karen into my lap. "Ok, the real Karen is back. Do you think Anna is about to throw a curve at us, or should we continue to work on regular things?"
"The real Karen. I like that. Does it mean it's ok to get spacey like yesterday and be the unreal Karen?"
Sophie took our hands and led us back to the nest for a cuddle and a talk. We'd worked out the demands of three bodies for sex and just nestled up against each other. The real Karen kissed me gently and I kissed the very real Sophie, who still seemed a bit dreamy. She lay back against me and said, "Karen, I think I am enveloped in a testosterone fog. Every time a veil of fog passes, my skin tingles, my nipples get hard and my bottom gets juicy. I feel like one of those women in the romance novels, who swoons every time her man gallops up."
Karen pulled Sophie over on top and kneaded her butt. "Cuz, it's worse than that. He's got this big cock that paralyzes you. Every time he enters me, my body cheers and gets ready to come. He talks to us about work and seems to know as much as we do. At eighteen! I just realized this morning that I am an owned woman. I want to be with him all the time. I desperately don't want him to leave me."
It sounded like pack behavior to me. I suddenly had two vulnerable beauties on my hands. They were ready to throw in with their alpha. I used my hands like wolf paws, stroking and prodding. My teeth nipped at their neck muscles, marking them. I actually growled in the lowest octave I could reach. I touched foreheads with both of them, sending a sleep message.
I eased away to find a think place. I took a blow up seat and found a boulder on the knoll behind the house. Stripped down to my shorts, I closed my eyes, absorbed Vitamin D, and considered the state of play. Anna worked hard to preserve the anonymity of her power. Most of us had no idea of her warrior forces, her adversaries, and her ultimate purposes, except what she chose to tell us. A few bodies, whose genetics were likely known only to her, had cerebral communication skills that conferred great power. An even smaller number had cloaking and force projection skills that allowed human domination of significant potential consequence. I was a conscript in Anna's army. A very junior conscript, still learning the terms of his enlistment, which was not voluntary. I had been instructed, through Karen, to use the summer to sharpen my skills. With two pack females now groveling before me, that task seemed to be going well. Although the harder part was finding an equilibrium point where the three minds were comfortable with and working well with each other.
A shadow obscured the sun. "Hmmm. Eyes closed. Getting burned. Wheels turning, no doubt..."
I needed Sophie to find me out without causing an emotional disaster. She went on, "There's lunch on the deck. Let's talk about work and play."
I opened my eyes as she reached out a hand. I took it and kissed the owner. "You exert a powerful female force on me. I had to come here to clear my head."
She rode down the hill on my back, pulling my hair and threatening violent use of her female force.
We sat at the table and held hands. She didn't want to let go. "That pile of paper in the computer room is intimidating."
I looked at her and sucked on a finger. "That's an impressive piece of work. You will get an honors degree out of it."
"You were thinking about the three of us, weren't you? I don't have a future in social psychology. It's been creeping up on me. When the thought first went through my head a few days ago, I said to myself, "Well, there's six years of your life pissed away." She laughed, remembering last night.
She turned on the bench and pressed her head to my chest. My fingers worked her shoulders. Her voice was almost a whisper. "I've been having dreams about being in a box with the walls closing in. From outside somewhere, you are yelling at me to get out, get out..."
Karen was on the bench behind her, raising up the shirt so she could get at Sophie's firm tits with the stiff nipples.
"Ooh, both of you. I don't deserve this. Throw me in the lake and walk away."
Karen and I looked at each other. Depression twice in a couple of days. Time for tough words and deeds.
I turned and eased her shorts down. The pretty ass shone in the midday sun. I gave it a hard belt.
"Ahhh."
"You are not allowed to wallow in self-pity." Another very hard slap.
After ten, she was sobbing. "Stop. please stop. That really hurts."
Karen knelt by her, applying ointment.
My voice was hard. "Anna wouldn't permit this, and I won't either. You are one of the most beautiful, talented women on the planet. There is no reason for your head to be so screwed up. You just finished a first class PhD dissertation that will get wide visibility. In the fall, you are going to be appointed Assistant Professor and teach brilliantly. That is the perch Anna wants you to occupy while her plans mature. If you don't find a better lover than me, I will be at your beck and call."
Karen kissed me approvingly. I touched her head and said, "I decided to break the last of her defenses because she wasn't doing it herself."
She answered, "Yes. Let's divert her mind for the rest of the day."
I raised Sophie up and said, "I will beat you again if I catch you putting yourself down. If Karen can leave her inhibitions behind, so can you."
I kissed her tenderly and wiped tears away. I touched her head with mine carefully and sent a big smiley her way. The head came up with a shivering kiss for me.
"God, I am putty in your arms. Are you really fixing me up? The uninhibited me?"
Chapter 8 - Anticipating Anna's Plans