Chapters 1-7 are somewhat self contained and describe Matt being rescued from a Midwest snowstorm by a family that turn out to be his soul mates, girls with lots of past life ties. Lots of spirituality and lots of sex. This was mostly written in 2005 and was posted in 2010.
Chapters 8-13 describe Matt going home to the Northeast, discussing things with his wife, Ann, Barbara and Connie starting college. Matt and Ann setting up a business. Again lots of spirituality and lots of sex. Written and posted in 2013.
Chapters 14-17 are sort of a side story. They describe meeting two of Barbara's friends and what unfolds from there. I considered posting it as a separate work under the title: "Tall and Short." Written in 2013-2014 but the characters Becca and Zena were developed in 2007.
< B>Chapter 14
Business First.
I had a meeting of the minds with a client but we still needed to formalize the contract. It took Ann and I a few days to write up our proposed contract. We scheduled a meeting with them for the following Wednesday.
It turned out that Ann had an exam in one of her classes and could not attend. I would have to represent us but we would have our telepathic link. This company was located over in Massachusetts not far from Barbara's college. We had done two small projects for them before.
I got up early and drove to our office. Ann was already there. She greeted me with a great big hug. Great union, our telepathic bond started to form but was not complete. She took my hand and lead me upstairs to our bedroom. As always making love with Ann was glorious. We finished with our telepathic bond firmly in place.
We had submitted a proposal for doing a design for them and this meeting would hopefully close the deal. I was meeting with the upper management of the company.
The CEO invited me into his office with the head of engineering and one of his lower managers. A much smaller group than I had expected.
He said something surprising: "I've observed something with our last two projects with you. Your initial proposals have always been very fair to both parties. You and Ann were the same way in executing those projects, in one case even going an extra mile. In each contract I let our legal eagles get involved and ended up with a contract which turned out to be worse from our standpoint. In fact some of the clauses that our legal staff demanded actually ended up hurting us. Well this time I'm keeping them out of it. We will go with your proposal as written."
I of course said OK and we proceeded to sign the contract with only one change. They wanted to pay us a larger bonus for early delivery.
The meeting finished much earlier than I had expected and since I was not that far from Barbara's college I called her to find out if she would be available for lunch. It turned out that she was, with a proviso: She would be joined by two friends.
Lunch.
We were to meet at a small restaurant near campus. When I arrived Barb was already there but her friends were not. We hugged in greeting and made small talk until Rebecca arrived.
Becca was short, less than five feet tall. A very cute girl but she seemed far too young to be in college. Barbara introduced us.
She let me know right away that she was actually twenty years old. Apparently this is a sore point with her. I could see why, I would have guessed fourteen. I found myself thinking: 'Nonetheless, this is one sexy little thing.'
I asked her about her life and she replied: "I've been competing as a gymnast for years now and allowing that to dominate my life, but I am starting to rethink that whole thing. It used to be fun but now it is just work and while I am close to Olympic level I am not there and I doubt that I will ever get there. Barb has been introducing me to some new ways of thinking that I find that I really resonate with. With that has been a change in my attitude toward winning. Winning used to be everything to me, if I didn't win then I was a nobody but now I see that that is just silly. I am me, regardless and that is pretty nice. Likewise I now know that I have a mission in life and while I do not yet know what it is, I am starting to feel that gymnastics is not part of it. As Barb says: 'I need to let it unfold.' "
I smiled and said: "Barb is quite a person, she has wisdom far past her years. She has wisdom past my years."
Rebecca said: "I have read some of your stuff and you also have a great deal of wisdom."
I replied: "Thank you."
She asked: "You seem to have an unusual take on karma. Most books portray karma as credits and debits or as rewards and punishments but you seem to be saying it is a return to balance and a learning tool. Am I reading you correctly?"
I answered: "Yes. The debts and credits thing is valid as a superficial view of this law. 'As ye sow, so shall ye reap' goes a little deeper but it is really always about upsetting and restoring balance at the spiritual levels. The word actually means 'action,' any action that disturbs a balance, any balance. We can also look at karma as creating something and then experiencing the creation. Early in human manifestation we deliberately make lots of karma, in essence trying experiments. We also make even more accidentally as we blunder through life. The personality is generally oblivious to all of this but the soul is very aware of all of the imbalances. In later lifetimes we will work to re-balance our outstanding karma. Much or most of our karma is cleared in the same lifetime in which it is generated but far from all. Sometimes the lessons of a particular karmic drama are sufficiently subtle or require preparation such that a given karmic load must 'ripen' before it can be cleared. Sometimes a karma is so complex or involves a large number of souls such that it requires many lifetimes of work to clear. In general we can clear karma merely by bringing sufficient understanding, understanding and love which becomes wisdom, to the situation. Perhaps this is what is sometimes called 'grace.' "
She asked: "How do we find those we have karmic ties to?"
I replied: "First, we travel in groups and most of our karma stays in the group. We can look at these groups as our spiritual family and we can also look at this as an organic entity made up of a group of souls. Souls within a group generally find each other. Second, both versions of the law of attraction: like attracts like and opposites attract work. The more intense the karma the more intense the attraction. Third, the law of synchronicity is at play here. Yes, we have total free will but somehow the dice in the game of life are loaded to bring about certain opportunities and sometimes we take those opportunities. That is how I came to meet Barbara."
Barbara jumped in saying: "Tell her the story of the Doolittle raid."
The door opened and SHE walked in. Our conversation stopped as a stunningly beautiful young woman entered and headed towards our table. She was tall, about six foot, four. She was wearing a simple dress, long sleeves, high neckline, long flowing skirt, medium blue in color. The fabric was fully opaque but was thin enough that her bra strap lines and panty lines were visible. She was broad shouldered and long everywhere, legs, arms, neck, narrow waist, flat tummy, proud bosom- large, very large, but somehow not on her, straight blonde hair going almost to her waist.
I found I was responding to her presence with an erection. I thought: 'What in the world is happening here? I don't remember ever responding to a girl like this before. I need another woman in my life now like I need a hole in my head.'
Still the feeling of lust was almost overpowering. The idea of a past life connection should have been obvious but that did not occur to me at that time.
Barbara introduced her as Zena.
When she heard my name she smiled and said: "I've read some of your writings. I love your work - you make me think that there is hope for this world."
I replied: "It all works out when we let it."
Zena responded: "That's easy for you to say."
Barb jumped in: "Do I hear some self pity?"
Zena replied: " It's hard to not go there sometimes. There are a bunch of parties at Umass this Friday night. Every other girl on our floor has a date but I still have never been asked out on a date. Here I am a college junior and I've never been on a date. How do I let myself get a date?"
I was sensing a tremendous loneliness in Zena.
I reached over and squeezed her hand. She stared at me, not joy, not fear, not anger, but curiosity.
I felt electricity. I wanted her - sexually.
