This is part nine of our story. Reading previous chapters will help you to get to know Christine, Peter, and Madeline better. We join our story in progress, after Peter has confessed his secret. He is an immortal, and Madeline, his former lover and wife. Christine makes her peace with Madeline, but is warned of impending danger from the Immortal world...
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Later that day, Christine and Peter met at the Jardin des Plantes and strolled arm in arm in the fading sunlight, enjoying the lushness of the garden and the sight of the many French locals and tourists alike. They had enjoyed few moments of peace in the past couple weeks, and were happy to just savor the others' company and begin building back toward a semblance of a normal relationship.
Christine filled Peter in entirely on her rendezvous with Madeline, including every graphic detail of their coupling. At one point in their walk, he had become so aroused that they found a secluded spot in the garden where she quickly dropped to her knees and freed his prick from the straining confines of his pants. She lubed it with her mouth and then needed to stroke him with her hand for only a minute or less until he was ejaculating directly onto her tongue, and down her throat. She swallowed all of it, and zipped him back up. They were very practiced at this form of public pleasure and were finished in only a couple of minutes.
They settled onto a park bench and discussed their next move.
"So it's obvious that I have less to fear from Madeline than the other members of the Peter Walsh fan club, not to mention any other immortals who are less than pleased with a mortal knowing about their secret."
"Yes," Peter replied, "Cassandra is a very jealous woman. I haven't seen her in centuries, but if she decides to come after you out of spite, it could go very badly. There aren't very many individuals I would consider a threat though. Less than a handful. We have sealed away those who have been the true megalomaniacs and psychopaths among us. Still, it is enough for me to want us to get away on an extended sabbatical, and bring you up to speed. I have already made the arrangements at the studio for me to spend some time abroad, traveling. You should do the same. Then, I want us to travel to a safe place where we can gather our friends together and prepare you.
"Oh, a working vacation, how lovely." she replied sarcastically. Christine was unenthusiastic about spending an extended period of time in a bunker, or a library, or any other place she would be squirreled away from the world.
"Don't worry, my dear. I know a place you will be more than comfortable in. A few close friends and I share it as a retreat. We also are patrons of the town surrounding it, providing additional safety and security. It was known to me first as Sesamus. I think you will find it a nice combination of beautiful vacation spot and quiet retreat."
"And what do you have planned for me while I'm there? I hope we will be meeting some interesting people." she said seductively.
"Oh yes, I think you will find them interesting indeed. But it's not all play, dear, not even close. I want you to be able to defend yourself, if you run into trouble. By our standards, your knowledge is anemic. You're in great shape, believe me I know, but fucking like a champion and fighting like one are very different skill sets."
They both laughed at this.
"I don't see how you could expect me to keep up. I'm not like you."
"No one expects you to be more than human, but you'll have the opportunity to work with some of the finest minds in our world. You will surely pick up something, as smart as you are. And there are some basics to understand; firearms and self defense. Just so I don't need to worry as much about you, either at my side or when I'm not around, if something happens."
"Sounds like fun actually. If I am getting to meet some of your close friends, it's all the better. How's the girl/boy ratio going to be? I love being the center of attention." she said with a wink.
"Hah! You will find everything quite pleasing, but you will have a bit of competition as well. Madeline will be joining us there in time, and has offered to work with you. But enough questions. I'd rather you see it for yourself. We leave in the morning."
Sesamus was the nearest thing to a vacation island fortress that Christine had ever seen. They flew to Ankara, Turkey, and took a helicopter another 100 miles or so to the island. A narrow stone bridge connected the Great Island, which jutted out into the Black Sea, with the mainland. There was a second, smaller island, known as Rabbit Island not connected to the Great Island that housed a private villa and facility where Peter and Christine would be staying. The only way onto Rabbit Island was by sea, air, or as Christine would later learn, a secret undersea passage connecting the two islands. A combination of Roman and Byzantine style architecture defined the village, which was located on the Great Island.
