26 comments/ 83411 views/ 11 favorites Zoo By: Andrew_J_Talon I groggily pad my way into the bathroom, noting that the little mirror medicine compartment thing over the sink is open. I frown, and shut it. I stare into my face, blinking my large, green eyes. I press my ears down against the top of my head, and flap them up and down a few times, stretching them. I wriggling my nose, before sticking a finger in my mouth and pulling up my lips. I lean back slightly and look over my teeth, the odd but familiar mix of razor-sharp fangs and grinding molars looking pearly white. I let go of my lips and stare at myself in the mirror. I hold out my hand, and run it over my furry face, tracing the orange and black stripes running through my hair like some weird dye job. The white fur around my mouth, nose and eyes. It's all softer than silk, this fur. I hold up my hand again, noting the pattern of the white, orange and black fur. I extend my claws, each rendering my otherwise normal, nimble human fingers deadly weapons. I flex my hand, my eyes running over my claws. I retract them, and look into the mirror again. I flash a sardonic smile at my reflection. "What's new, pussycat?" *** I sigh, and brush the feathers from my pillow. I glare, knowing that it can't reach my "hair", but it makes me feel better anyway. I flap out my wings, and stretch my arms up in the air with them. I close my eyes, relishing the feeling and the pops of the joints. I lower all four of my appendages, and tilt my head back and forth. I then turn and walk to the window of my bedroom. I open the window, and breathe deeply of the fresh morning air. My nipples harden against the soft silk of my nightgown, and I blush slightly. Still, the air carries with it the promise of wonderful thermals and clear blue skies. I turn from the window, and sigh again. "Stupid feathers..." I brush them off my bed, white, gold and black fluttering to the floor. *** "Well everyone, it's time for our group again," the psychologist, Dr. Smith, announces with a soft smile. I shift in the plastic chair, and am relieved that this one has a hole in it so I don't sit on my tail. Dr. Smith turns to me, her blue eyes twinkling in a slightly annoying fashion. She has no right to be so cheerful in the morning... "So, Andrew, why don't you start off by telling us how your week was?" I turn my head and look at the other members of this chapter of the Hybrids Support Group. Emily Fletcher, looking perfectly angelic even before she acquired her wings and feathery hair. She sits calmly, but with a nervous twitter that's so birdlike I have to remind myself she was like that before her transformation. Next to her sits my brother, Benjamin, his cheap plastic chair creaking warningly under his huge girth. He looks at me with a sneer, his thick brown fur somewhat ruing the effect. It can't be helped, he looks like a huge teddy bear. His meathook-like claws do keep him from being teased. On occasion. Next to him, Annie Majors stands, twiddling her thumbs. She used to be confined to a wheelchair due to a genetic condition. Now, she's a perfectly normal and healthy teenaged girl with chestnut hair and pretty blue eyes... From the waist up. The media types call her and others who 'mutated' like her centaurs for a reason. Her tail, not quite horse-like but nowhere near human, flicks uncomfortably behind her. Her brown coat is neatly brushed, and she has a red ribbon in her hair. Edging next to her, sneaking obvious glances, is Dakota Lanyard. He's become a faun, horns and all, with a ruddy red hue of fur to match his hair. Thankfully he's wearing a shirt, over his bare chest. The last time I saw him he was trying to be a "traditionalist". A traditionalist what? And finally, there's me. Andrew Stewart. Tiger-boy. I prop my large, feline-feet up on an unused chair in the high school classroom we've all decided to meet in and waste a perfectly good Saturday morning. "I'm swell. The media finally backed off the lawn. I tried roaring at them again but it just brought them back." I shake my head and sigh. "Just because I was the first doesn't make me the main attraction." "They seem to think you're the first patient," Dr. Smith surmised. I look at her with a mix of incredulity and black humor. Really? I couldn't tell... "It's not like you caused it, Andrew," Emily speaks up. She shrugs both her shoulders and her wings. "The doctors have concluded that much." "But not why this happened... Or how to reverse it," Annie spoke quietly. She sighs. Dakota edges a bit closer in his chair. I shoot him a glare, and he backs off. "I've managed to keep my protective and... other instincts under control," I continue. I shrug. "I haven't killed any of the neighbor's pets for a while." "Very good, Andrew. Now, Benjamin?" My bear-hybrid brother raises a bushy eyebrow. "I got on the high school football team. I got the ACLU to back me up," he stated proudly. I roll my eyes. No wonder those animal's rights groups have doubled their efforts to hire us. "Ah. What position?" "Running back," Benjamin grinned, his teeth bared in delight. "Nobody can stop me... Except maybe that dragon-kid from Englewood." "Emily? Anything you'd like to talk about?" Smith moved on. Emily shuddered. "The stalkers have been... Dissuaded," she spoke, smiling for a split second at me. I nod marginally at her. She's like my little sister, always has been, since my mother died when I was eight. Ben tends to ignore her for some reason, but I'm always there when she asks me to be. Plus, ripping those guy's clothes off and throwing them into a pile of manure was fun. "By whom?" Smith asked, shooting a suspicious look at me. I shrug innocently. "The police," Emily replied, which was true. Sort of. Smith turned to Dakota and shook her head at him. "Dakota, your parents have expressed concerns over your visits to the zoo. As have the zoo keepers themselves. Would you like to talk about it?" Dakota flushed, and I grimaced. Even if he was a lecherous hump, it technically wasn't his fault. "The hormones... I try not to... I really do, but..." He stamped his hooves in helplessness. Smith sighed. "I think one of the doctors on the case can give you more hormone suppression shots. Annie? Anything you'd like to share?" "I don't have to go to the bathroom outside anymore," she said with a slightly embarrassed smile. Ben snorts while Dakota looks interested. I shoot him another deathglare and growl low enough so that only he can hear it, and he looks away. I then smack the back of my head. Quit the protecting the females crap! "Wonderful. Now then... We're going to fill out our group journals again this week, so everyone, find a pen..." I stifle a growl of despair. *** I don't think I've ever flown out of small group so quickly before. I flip and barrel roll, laughing as merrily as a baby with a cardboard box. I flap my wings slightly, maintaining my altitude, and look down at the rolling hills below me. Colorado is a beautiful place, especially with the Rocky Mountains looking out over the plains, but I don't think I've ever truly appreciated it until I got my wings. It's strange how it happened. And stranger still that it started with Andrew. He's been a normal, if a bit bookish, kind of person. Our families grew up next door to each other. His little brother, Benjamin, was always off reading in the extreme, while Andrew and myself went exploring. Of course, when we entered high school there was talk of us being a couple and all that other nonsense. He's like my brother. And dating your brother is just disturbing. Oh! I'm off track. Sorry about that. It sometimes happens... Anyway. He was seventeen, I was fifteen. He went to bed one night during senior year, and when he woke up, all his teeth were popping out. He went to the dentist-They couldn't explain it. Nor why his blunt, human teeth were being replaced with sharp, strong ones. The fur and tail came next. And the ears. It was hilarious seeing little kids chasing him around in the hospital waiting room, all wanting to play with "the big kitty". Once again, they couldn't explain it, and they kept him overnight. And then, one night, I felt a terrible pain in my chest. A pain that expanded and stretched into my shoulders, and between my shoulder blades. My mom and dad rushed me to the hospital. The X-rays showed some kind of bizarre muscle expansion. I don't remember much of that time, because of the constant pain I was in. I know that now, I will definitely never have children, because my wings coming out of my back was probably worse than giving birth. The feathers of my wings had emerged right along from my back. They matched my hair-A dirty-blonde style mix. It wasn't until I had been resting for five hours after my "labor" that we noticed my hair had become short and feathery as well. More than just those changes... My hearing, eyesight, and sense of touch all improved dramatically. Unfortunately, my senses of smell and taste are almost completely gone. But I count my blessings that my transformation wasn't as extreme as other teenagers and children. It had started with just Andrew, myself, and his brother. Then new cases popped up in our school. Then in our county. Then little reports happening in New York, Virginia, California... Some kids became fish-hybrids, and now have to either live in water or wear special "aquasuits" to get around. Others became spider hybrids, which was utterly disgusting. Most of those kids killed themselves or were killed, out of the sheer horror at what they had become. The majority of the transformations were like mine: Taking on a few aspects of a certain animal, say about 10 or 20 percent. The wings, the fangs, your hair becoming fur or feathers, and so on. Transformations like Andrew's and Ben's are the second most common. They're about 50 percent animal, though keep their human thoughts and memories. Their strength, speed, and agility are usually increased by an order of magnitude or more, and their senses are also enhanced, but usually not at the expense of one or two. Mercifully, the rarest are the 70 percent or higher transformations: The spider-kids, or fish kids. There's even a squid-girl in Hawaii. Go figure. I loop around, my eyes taking in the brown, tan and green patchwork of fields and farms beneath me. I look back up and notice a hawk sailing slightly above me. He seems to regard me as just another raptor, out on the prowl. And I smile at being able to know I'm not. Not exactly, anyway. *** Just a funky idea I had-What if there were mutants similar to X-Men, but instead of becoming superheroes/villains, they just tried to live normally? That's the premise, anyway. Please review with thoughts and comments! Zoo Bar Nadine, friends and I headed out to the Zoo Bar at Queen and Bathurst in Toronto. It was a Friday night in mid-December. It was so cold that night, that even with my heavy winter coat on, my nipples stood out proudly as we walked from the car across the street to the club. Under my coat I was wearing a green and beige skin tight lace top. I wore nothing underneath and my large nipples were nicely hidden behind the flower designs. My grey pleated mini skirt blew up with each gust of wind and I fought to keep my bare bottom from showing off on the street. My legs were bare but I wore lace up chunky heeled boots that went to mid calf. Nadine, forever the unsatisfied slut, was hoping to get her casual sex buddy to commit to her soon. But she also had a thing for Valerie, sex buddy Troy's best friend. She couldn't have one without the other finding out, but she was going to try. My best friend Mickie, had agreed at the last minute to come too. She was still reluctant though, knowing that her boyfriend who was stuck at work, would be jealous. Being the only single female in the group, I was out for meat that night. While half-ass dating Mr. "I'm single I swear", who hadn't called me in over a month, I'd decided to finally give up the dating scene and go straight for the kill. We arrived at the bar around nine-thirty. Nadine and I had been drinking since around seven o'clock. We were already blitzed. Mickie, always the responsible one, would later be the designated driver to drive her and I back to Pickering. The other two had wallets full of money to spend on booze at the bar. "So, am I allowed to bring someone home tonight, Mom?" I teased Nadine as we entered the bar. I scanned the crowd for a cute face but found none. "Sure, as long as I can test him out first," she teased back. "Get your own!" I laughed and headed off with Mickie to the washroom to adjust the lengths of our skirts, mine shorter, hers longer. After a quick and fruitless tour of the bar, we headed back to the others to find Nadine getting kisses from Troy and Valerie. Mickie and I looked at each other, not sure if we should intrude. "Well, she never said to get lost, so it's still open territory," I glanced at Mickie to see if she agreed with me. "True, but I'm disappearing if she gets nasty. She's your friend, you deal with it." We walked up to the three of them and Troy grabbed me around the waist. "Excuse me?" I pulled his grubby construction worker hands off me. "Just what do you think you're doing?" "Nadine says if I want to kiss someone, it can't be her. You're the next best thing." He pulled me back towards him and kissed me full on the mouth before I had a chance to escape. "So? What do you think?" Nadine raised her eyebrow at me. "I'm supposed to have an opinion on that? Well, I'll give it a B." I shrugged at Troy and then turned to Valerie. "You aren't gonna kiss me too are you?" "Not unless you want me to." "No, no offense or anything. I'm just looking for someone to kiss that isn't being lusted after by one of my friends." I smiled at Nadine who gave me a warning look. Troy was within earshot, but I hadn't said it loud enough for him to hear over the blaring rock music. "Well, see ya. Hunting time." I grabbed Mickie by the arm and we walked off to check out the scenery yet again. Most of the guys had girls with them, and the other half were the long-haired rocker types that I didn't like. What did I expect, being in a rocker bar? "Ohh, check that out!" Mickie's arm shot out in front of me, nearly smacking my nose off my face, to point to two guys standing by the speakers. One was wearing a grey corduroy golf hat backwards. He had a smirk on his face, curving the side of his full mouth upwards. From what I could see in the dim lights, it looked like he had a shaved head, hopefully meaning he wasn't a full blown rocker. In my drunken state, I decided he was British. I didn't even pay attention to the other one, once my eyes were on the first guy. "I wonder if he's watching," I wondered aloud as I turned to Mickie. "You know he's mine right? You've got your Stevie," I teased her and batted my eyelashes at the guy as we walked past. He didn't even notice. We were back where we started, so we rejoined our friends. "Good try Ginnie, but maybe he's taken." Mickie suggested. "No way. He's not allowed to be." I shook my head and took the beer Troy handed to me. "Thanks." I swallowed down a good portion of the beer and looked around the bar again. "Who's up for dancing?" Nadine asked and grabbed both Troy and Valerie's hands and led them onto the dance floor. Mickie and I followed. We formed a circle and moved to the beat of Green Day. "Mmm! There he goes!" I grabbed Nadine's arm and pointed out the guy I'd seen as he walked past us to the washrooms. "So, go get him you little flirt. You know what to do." "I can't," I whined. "Why not?" She looked at me. "I'm chicken. I can't just go up to him. I need an excuse." I admitted. "Troy, get her another drink. She needs more courage." Nadine announced and reached over to pull one side of my shirt off my shoulder, but the neck wouldn't stretch that far and I cried out. "Knock it off!" I pushed Nadine's hand away and stuck my tongue out at her, "Aren't I sleazy enough wearing a see-through lace shirt that you have to rip my neck to expose my shoulder?" "No, not really." Nadine answered snottily. Troy handed me some beer money and told me to get him one too. I grabbed Mickie's hand and dragged her to the bar with me. "What are you gonna try?" She eyed me suspiciously. "That line Dom wants me to use." I told her with a grin. "You're a slut." She shook her head at me. "I am not! I'm still a virgin, so I'm a tease." The guy came over and stood next to me at the bar. He gave us a casual glance but nothing more. He ordered a beer. I ordered two as well. As the bartender was getting our beer, I leaned back towards Mickie. "You know, I really want to kiss someone tonight. Know anybody?" I asked loudly. The guy looked over at me and his eyes crinkled slightly as he smiled. "Yeah, I might," he replied after a brief hesitation. He had a British-sounding accent. "Oh really? Who might that be?" I asked, grabbing onto Mickie's arm for support. I couldn't believe the line was working. And on such a sober looking guy, a drunk one I could understand, but this one? "I might." He smiled. He had a devilish little boy smile. "You're on your own now," Mickie said quietly and slipped away. "So?" He was waiting for me to kiss him. I froze. I didn't know what to do. "So what?" I asked, grabbing onto the bar for support now. "You gonna kiss me or what?" He raised his left eyebrow. Now there's talent! I nodded, swallowed hard, put my hand on his forearm and leaned closer. He leaned closer too and our lips met. His arm was rock solid, so I curled my fingers around it, holding on tight. I felt a hand slide across my arm and realized Nadine was now there, checking things out. She'd put her arm protectively between me and the guy. I kissed him long and passionately. In case he decided to take off right away, I knew I wouldn't have the guts to do this again so I had to get my courage's worth. I pulled away from the kiss and looked up into the nicest deep brown eyes I'd ever seen. He smiled and then noticed Nadine standing between us. "So, you ready to come home now?" Nadine asked. "No, so you can leave now." I gave her a dirty look but she stayed put. "Not yet. Hi, I'm Nadine. I'm her bodyguard. Just so you know, she's being watched by those guys over there too," Nadine told him. He nodded and glanced over his shoulder at the others who were watching us. "Don't try anything funny." She continued and he nodded again. "Nadie, take this to Troy," I handed her the beer and gave her a dirty look. She gave my guy a head-to-toe inspection, nodded knowingly at me and left. "Hi, I'm Gerry. What's your name?" He took my hand and led me away from the bar, closer to the dance floor. His hand was hot, and as sweaty as mine. "Ginnie. Well, Ginger, with a G." I told him. Oh! How stupid could I be? With a G!? "Really? My name's spelled with a G too." He grinned at me and then nodded in the direction of the dance floor. "You dance?" He raised that eyebrow again. I nodded, barely able to speak. A slow intense drum beat came through the speakers. I recognized the song instantly. It was 'Closer' by Nine Inch Nails. My favourite song. "You know this song?" I asked as we stopped in the middle of the dance floor. "Yeah, it's all right." He started to put his hands on my waist to pull me closer to him, but backed off immediately. I saw him glance unsurely over my shoulder. Nadine was watching, I could tell by the look on his face. "It's okay, she doesn't bite." I put my hands on his waist and moved closer to him. He looked down at me and one of his hands made it to my waist. The other one had a beer in it, so he put his arm around me, resting the beer on my hip. "I do a really neat dance to this song. Wanna see it?" I asked as I brought my own beer bottle to my mouth, licking my tongue slowly around the top of the bottle. "Oh God," he groaned and took a long pull from his beer. "Is that a yes?" "Yeah, why not?" He let me go as I backed up and handed him my beer to hold. The lyrics kicked in and I began to wind my hips slowly, kneeling closer to the floor. "I wanna fuck you like an animal!" I mouthed the words and ran my hands up my legs, almost bringing my skirt up too far. Gerry watched me, his eyes locked to mine. I reached out for him, grabbing hold of the front of his jeans. I pulled him closer to me and slid my hands up inside his T-shirt. He sucked his stomach in for a second. "You're hands are freezing!" He moved back, but I didn't let him get away. "They'll be warmer in a second." I promised as I let my fingers slide across his chest and stomach. He worked out, a lot. "Oh God," he groaned again as I placed a kiss on his navel, and ran my fingers lightly down the front of his jeans. I let my fingers wander down his thighs and then back up to his waist. I lightly scratched his stomach as I kneeled down in front of him to place more kisses on his belly and then the front of his jeans. I was met with a very large bulge and I licked it through his pants. I looked up at Gerry, his eyes were closed and his head was tilted back. He was thoroughly enjoying my dance. He reached down with one hand and tangled his fingers through my short blonde hair, pulling it gently as he pushed my face harder into his groin. I laughed and pushed his hand away, giving his bulge one last hard kiss. I slowly wiggled my hips as I stood up and then ran my hands up and down my legs, plunging my hands under my skirt. I ran my fingernails over the front of my panties, my skirt was held up by my wrists and Gerry was watching intently. I smiled, licked my lips and then let my skirt back down. Gerry moved closer to me, grabbed my hips and started to grind with me to the music. He was sweating like crazy and I knew I'd be able to take the dance further at home. When the song was finished, Gerry took my hand and led me over to these private booths near the centre of the club. I climbed up into the seat and made sure I bent over giving Gerry a good long look at my hot pink thong. He reached up to caress my backside as I slid into the seat. I ended up sitting on his hand and he leaned over to kiss me as he gently kneaded my ass. Around twelve-thirty, Gerry's friends were leaving, so we had to say good-bye. "I'll call you." He pulled his jacket on and then wrapped his arms around me. I put my arms up around his neck and he kissed me long and hard. "Promise?" I asked breathlessly. He only nodded in response, took my hand and headed towards the exit. "Hey!" Someone grabbed my arm from behind. "Where do you think you're going?" Nadine demanded. "Nowhere. What's the problem?" I narrowed my eyes at her and felt Gerry slip his hand free of mine. "See ya." He leaned over and kissed my cheek. I smiled at him and he left. "Where the hell have you been?" Nadine grabbed my wrist and dragged me back over to where the others were standing, looking worried sick. "Where the hell have you been?" Mickie grilled me too. "What are your problems? I've been in the booth over there with Gerry for the last two hours. I just walked him to the coat check, he was leaving." I gave them a shrug. "Don't ever disappear on us like that again! We thought he took you or something." Nadine's eyes were flashing. She was more pissed off than she'd ever been before. "Give me some credit! I'm not as stupid as you think I am!" Just as I said it, my balance finally gave out and Troy grabbed me as I almost fell over. "No, but you're drunk, and you do stupid things when you're drunk." Nadine corrected me as Troy led me over to some seats. "No, she's gotta dance this out." Nadine grabbed me and pulled me towards the dance floor. We formed a circle again and began dancing to House of Pain. I felt a presence behind me, and thinking it was Gerry coming back, I waited for him to hug me. "No you don't!" Nadine cried out and immediately pulled me into the middle of the circle, placing herself where I had just been standing. "What? I didn't do anything!" "It's not you, someone just came up behind you. Some creepy guy." Nadine explained. "Come on munchkin, you can't go home drunk, so dance." Nadine grinned at me and we danced. Zoo Time The chatter from the monkeys was deafening. We had picked a bad place for a first meeting. I looked around again. No one in sight but the gorgeous little female sitting on the bench looking around. Could it be? I had to find out. I got up and walked towards her. Her eyes followed me. I stopped in front of her. "Angela?" I asked. Her face broke into a lovely smile, "Yes, I am Angela." "May I sit beside you?" "NO!" I guess my disappointment showed. She quickly added, "It is too noisy here, lets find some place quieter." She rose and I offered my arm and she took it as we walked along a walk through the trees, There was a bench overlooking a small pond. I pointed to it and she smiled up at me and nodded. I took out my handkerchief and cleaned a place for her to sit. It was nice and quiet and in the shade. We turned towards each other and smiled. "I couldn't believe.." We both said at the same time. We both grinned and laughed at each other. "Ladies first," I said. She said, "I couldn't believe you could be Mike Stewart. How could she do that to you?" "I had the same problem, I kept watching you, you are very beautiful. How would any man be nuts enough to take a chance of loosing her? I said to myself. Can't be her I told myself. Then I crossed my fingers and asked you." She smiled, "I don't want to even talk about them. How are you weathering the divorce?" "I have been up and down. After five years of living with someone you become very lonesome by yourself. I don't cry as much anymore. How about you?" "About the same, I keep wondering what I did wrong. I tried to be everything he wanted me to be. Did every thing he wanted to do. I was always there for him in every way." She sniffled a little and I took her hand and looked in those big brown eyes filled with tears. "Stop that right now! I didn't come here to listen to you ball, that's my job." She wiped her eyes, "I'm sorry, I promised myself I would never shed a tear over him again." "Hey! If anyone in the world understands it is me. I have been told I have a very comfortable shoulder if you need to let it all out. Please don't cry, I hate it when you cry. I have a very bad Shining Knight Syndrome, If girls cry I have a irresistible urge to rescue them. Especially when they are as beautiful as you are." "Thank you, You are very cute. It really does bother you a lot when I cry doesn't it, I can see it in your face." "How can you call a big horse like me cute, I might buy, nice, or pleasant, or even unugly, but not cute." "Unugly? I'll just stick with cute, which is what you are." "OK, Let's get down to serious business, what kind of music do you like, Do you like fishing, hunting, flying, boating or walking. Do you like museums, galleries, concerts? Do you swim. Can you bake a cake, do you like football and is your mother Irish?" "Wow! You are serious, Let's see, I like country music, and I love fishing, hunting and boating, I swim like a fish and bake a mean cake. Mom isn't Irish but Daddy is. I love football." She smiled up at me and I fell in love. I can't do this I thought to myself. I'm not ready for this. What can I do. Get up and run away as fast as you can. Yeah! Right. "Why are you looking at me like that?" she asked. "Oh! I'm sorry, where were we?" "We were talking about what I like and I want to hear what you like, OK." "I like you very, very much. I like the way you smile, I like the way you smell, I love the way you look. I love to hear you talk. I love the way you are. And I like all the things I asked you about." "Oh! My! I feel the same about you. What are we going to do?" "We are going to go slow, I would like to take you to dinner tonight, then dancing, even if I am not good at it at all. I want to keep learning about you. I need to know everything about you." "I like your plan. We'll do it. Do I need to change my dress?" "No you are perfect like you are." "Would you help me change my shoes, then I can put them back on later." I got on my knees before her and she placed her little foot on my knee. I untied the bow and carefully unwrapped it from her leg. She put it in her bag and handed me a little white low heeled shoe. She put the other sandal on my knee. I undid the ribbon and caressed her lower leg as I freed the ribbon. I exchanged the shoes. I wanted to spread her legs and plunge my face between them. Instead I got up and we walked to the exit to the park. Without the heels she was even littler. I wanted to pick her up and hug her to me and just carry her every where with me forever. I loved the way she glanced up at me with a little smile. We found a shady bench and talked about where to go. I suggested we take her car to her mother and father's house where she was staying. Then we would take my car for the evening. She grinned up at me. "If we are going to my place I am going to take a real quick shower an slip into something else, OK." It was no time before we were at her family's house. I liked her Mom and Dad, she was tiny and lovely and he was a horse like me. I was glad he was not into testing people by their handshakes. She was gone only a few minutes She was wearing a little suit that was adorable on her. Sexy as all hell! I loved the way she looked. Her Dad looked at her and then at me. He smiled, "You will be back." "You can take that to the bank, if she will invite me." "I don't think you need to worry bout that, Son." I helped her in my truck and said, "Now we just have to go to my place while I change." She said, "Fine, is it far?" "Not really." We went in my apartment, "Can I trust you not to peek while I change?" "No." "Oh!" I took a fast shower and put on some fresh slacks, slipped into a turtleneck and grabbed a blazer and was ready. She smiled when I came in. "You look cute in your birthday suit. "What?" "I'm only kidding, I didn't peek, I wanted to though." "Really?" "Yep." "Have you ever been to the Yearling Restaurant?" "I have heard of it. I've never been. Isn't it a long way off?" "I haven't been in years. It is about thirty minutes from here. Want to try?" "If you want to go, I am with you." "You are easy to get along with." "I like to please. Don't ever cross me though. I can be a little bitch." "I have a great deal of trouble seeing you as a bitch. You are too sweet. I think the first time a guy crossed you he would get little hint that you were not pleased, like a knee in the balls." Her mouth dropped open, then she started laughing. She covered her mouth with her hands. She looked at me then giggled again. She was adorable when she laughed. I loved to watch her laugh. "If you are going to be a bad boy maybe you better wear a jock strap with a cup." "You wouldn't do that to me would you?" "I might, just so I could kiss it and make it better." This time I did the double take. She had another giggle fit, "You are fun to tease." "Don't get ME mad. I might turn you over my knee and put a wooping on your bottom." "Just so you could kiss it and make it better?" "You got that right baby girl." "I love it when you say that." "What?" "Baby girl." "I love you baby girl." "Don't say that, if you don't mean it." "I do love you, baby girl. I just realized I really do." "I think I am falling in love with you too, Mike." "Oh! God! I hope so, I really hope so." "I have never enjoyed being with someone so much in my whole life. I feel I have known you forever." "I think we are almost there." "Did you turn around a little bit ago?" "Yes, I have had a change of plans." "When do I get to hear about them." "Not yet. Do you like sea food?" "Yes I love it." "Here is the new plan, I am going to stop at the Long John Silver's and get two shrimp dinner's to go. Then we are going to my place to eat them. OK?" "Do you have any Captain Morgan at your place?" "I sure do. That is my usual." "Mine too. No wonder we love each other." "You Do?" "I do." Twenty minutes later we walked in my apartment. I put the bags on the table and turned her to face me. I pulled her gently to me watching for any sign of resistance or discomfort from her. When she was close enough I placed my arms around her and lowered my face to hers she lifted her face to mine and our lips met. It was like sticking my tongue in a light socket. Wow! A shock went through my whole system. I loved it. I pulled back and looked at her, her eyes were closed. They slowly opened. "That was divine. Kiss me again." she murmured. I did. Equally wonderful. I turned and took her arms and sat her at the little table. I got out some plates and put the meals on them. I poured some white wine in wine glasses and joined her at the table. I reached over and held her hand and said a prayer and thanked God for our food and for bringing us together. Her amen was as loud as mine. The dinner was nice but it could have been straw and I would have liked it. Her eyes never left mine as we ate. I looked at her when we were through, "Baby Girl, will you stay with me tonight?" "Where did you get that name for me?" "I don't know, I have never used it for anyone else. It just fits you, I think. I won't use it if you don't like it. "I love it, it makes me tingle when you say it. And the answer is yes, yes, yes. I will stay with you as long as you will have me." "Leave every thing on the table, I'll clean up later. Let's move into the living room for a while. We took our wine glasses an sat on the couch. I put my arm around her and kissed her lips softly. Heaven. We broke the kiss and each sipped our wine. I looked at her, "Baby girl, I want you more than I have ever wanted any woman in my whole life, but I don't want to rush this seduction. I want to savor every second. It is like a really fine wine, you do not just gulp it down. It must be tasted and savored each sip you take. I may not be able to control my self later but that is how I feel now." "Dear Mike, I feel the same way. I love the taste of your lips, the rest I will taste later. Kiss me some more, I love your lips and tongue." I pulled her closer and let my hands caress her warm little body. She pulled away and I helped her take her suit jacket off. She had on only a little sheer bra. I wanted to rip it off. I didn't. Instead I pushed her off of me and stood and picked her up and carried her to my bedroom. Put her down and pulled the covers down. I lifted her onto the bed and she watched as I took my clothes off. My turtleneck flew across the room, followed by my pants. I looked at her as she watched me pull my boxers down. She gave a little smile when she saw my cock. She stood and dropped her skirt. She had on stockings, a garter belt and bra and panties. She looked at me as she removed the bra and panties. She was perfect. So damned hot looking. I sat on the bed and gently pulled her to me. Her breasts were at a nice height for my mouth so I put it to work on them. God they were good. The nipples just jumped up as my tongue touched them. Oh yes, they were so hard and long for her tiny body. I caressed the other breast and my free hand loved her back side. It felt so nice I had to turn her around and kiss it. She giggled. I pulled her back on the bed where I could really have my way with her. I kissed her sweet lips for a long time while my hands roamed over her body. I kissed my way to her smooth shaven mound and moved between her thighs. I kissed the smooth soft skin above her stockings, satin. Warm smooth satin. Her secret places beckoned me. I was drawn there by an irresistible force. I spread her labia and parted her inner lips with my thumbs. My tongue searched for and found her clit. Her hands pressed my face deeper into her pussy. She smelled and tasted so sweet and clean I wanted to lick and suck on every inch of her. I did my best to do that until she pulled at my head and begged me to enter her. "I need you inside me now, please do me now my lover. Please fuck me now. Your baby girl wants you to fuck her now. Oh! Yes, Yes, just like that. Oh! Wow! You are so big. I love it. Oh! Wonderful! Soooo Gooood! Oh my yes. I love that. Yes, kiss me too. Ahhhh, my Godddd." She screamed my name and I stopped and looked at her afraid I had hurt her. She shouted, "Noooo don't stop noww. Keeep going, Oh! Yes lover, harder, Ayeeeeeeee! Oh! OH! Ahaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa." She was quiet, her head to one side with a beautiful smile on her lovely face. I reached down and pulled the covers up over us as I pulled my limp soldier out of her hot tight tunnel. I softly kissed her lips and she opened her eyes and grinned. "Wow! Hold me. I love you Mike. Hold me tight. Mmmm that's so good to feel you against me." I kissed her again and her eyes slipped closed. I was so content, I only hoped it was as good for her. I turned off the light. I watched her as she slept. I got up and cleaned up the leftovers from dinner and put things away. I got a clean towel and raised her hips and covered the large wet spot. I climbed back in bed and turned off the light and pulled her to me. She moaned and snuggled close to me. Wonderful. I woke in the morning and turned and watched her sleep. God she was beautiful. Her eyes fluttered and opened. A big smile was her greeting. She wiggled over closer to me and buried her face in my shoulder. "I know I look a sight. My hair a mess and my makeup all smeared." "I have been watching you for twenty minutes and I think you are the most beautiful baby girl I have ever seen." She lifted her head and kissed me. Our mouths opened and our tongues met. She pulled back a little and looked at me with wide eyes, "You even taste good in the morning." "You do too!" Just then my phone rang. I answered it. "Hi! Pop, how are you this wonderful, beautiful morning?" "I was about to ask you the same thing." "I'm fine, how is Goldie?" "She is fine, we were wondering if you could join us for brunch?" "Just a second Dad." I looked at Angela, "Would you like to meet my father for brunch?" She nodded. "I would love to come if I can bring my new best friend." "Of course you can, Is ten too early?" I looked at my girl, "Ten?" "Fine. Will I have time to go change?" I nodded. "Dad, we will be there about ten. I love you. Bye." "Angel we can shower here and get a cup of coffee then go by your place on our way to Dad's." "Where does he live?" "Out near Fort McCoy. Do you know where that is?" "Yes I do, my Grandpa lived near there. It sounds like a plan to me. Come on I want to make love before we shower." "Now that sounds like a plan to me." I pulled her to me and kissed her hard while my hands roamed over her body. She squealed and pulled away and pushed me on my back with surprising strength. She was on my stomach before I knew what was going on. Her lips pressed against mine. Her tongue tickled mine. "I am going to love you this morning. Lay back, and I hope you enjoy it." She slid down my body, her soft breasts trailing over my chest. She played with my nipples for a moment with her lips and hands. Then she straddled my hips and raised up. She grinned at me and unfastened her strawberry blond hair and threw her head from side to side creating a mane of golden hair framing her face and covering her breasts down to her waist. She slipped over my erection and grasped it with both her little hands. "Oh! He is as beautiful as he feels." Her mouth covered the head of my pulsing shaft. She sucked gently on it. The she kissed her way to my pubic hair and rubbed her little nose in it. "I love the way that smells, so sexy. Makes me soooo hot. She slavered her saliva over the length of him and stroked the slippery shaft with her hands while her mouth loved the crown. I knew I couldn't take that for very long. I told her I was about to cum in her mouth and she grinned, "I want that, but I want him inside me first." She lifted over me and guided my cock to her pussy. She was wet and ready. She slipped all the way down over him. Then she started to move, damn she really knew how to work that rod with the sheath of her pussy. It grasped, then released him over and over. I was like a wet velvet glove stroking me. Oh! Shit, this is heaven, Jesus, I knew I was going to shoot my load in a second. I told her so. She lifted off him and slipped down and took him in her mouth. Her hands twisted as they slipped over the shaft. Her mouth sucked and licked and sucked again. I felt the familiar sensation surging through me, only stronger than ever before. White lights flashed in my eyes. Thunder crashed in my ears. My cum pulsed into her sweet mouth. Every thing dimmed for a bit then I felt her warm lips on mine and she was asking if I were alright. I held her tight and whispered that I was more alright than I had ever been in my whole life. I told her that was the best orgasm of my entire life. I put my hands under her arms and lifted her over me. I got her by the hips and pulled her over my face. I placed her pussy over my face and ate her out. I feasted on her clit until she was screaming with joy. I sucked her inner lips in my mouth and pulsed the suction on them while I move up and down her slit. I pulled her forward a little more and rimmed her little pink ass hole. She shrieked as I pushed my tongue inside as far as I could. Her juices were flooding my face now and I slurped up all I could reach. A shudder went through her and she slumped off to the side. In an instant her lips were on mine. "Oh! God you are wonderful. Everything you do feels so damned good. You make me feel things I have never felt before." "Baby girl, you do the same to me. I want to just stay here with you and make love all day long. OK." "We'll do that tomorrow, We have to get going now don't we?" "Yes Dear, you are right. Humm, I think I can look forward to a lifetime of saying that to you?" "That has to be the sweetest thing anyone ever said to me. Is that what you want?" "Yes." "Me too! Especially the part about me being right!" "I didn't hear that." "You said it, not me." "I know, sometimes my mouth just goes off on it's own." "I love you, Mike, I'll let you be right once in a while." "Thank you, Dear, You are right." We turned off the highway and on a narrow winding road that crossed the end of a long cleared field extending over a low rise in the ground. "What is that, a proposed highway?" "No that's Dad's airstrip." "Your father has his own airport?" "Yep, he sure does. You will like him, he calls himself the Old Grouch, but he is a old softie. I love him to pieces. He has a brand new lady. They are engaged. I haven't met her yet." "Is this road part of his place too?" "Yeah, we have been on his place since we turned off the highway. This is the driveway to his house. You will see it when we turn that next bend." "Is that his house next to that palm grove? Oh! It is nice." I laughed, "No sweetie that is the servant's quarters." "What?" "Yep, the old grouch lives in the palm grove, you'll see the house soon. There it is now. There is Hiro, Dad's House boy." We stopped under the portico and the Japanese man opened Angela's door. "Welcome to the Stewart home Missy, you velly welcome here." "Thank you Hiro, thanks for the rose too!" "Hey, Mikey, good to see you man!" "Good to see you too Hiro, you look good, how is Anna?" "She is fine, the Boss and his lady are on the patio. Wait 'till you see Miss Goldie." Hiro grinned like a monkey. I gave my arm to Angela and led her into the cool house. We walked through a large foyer and then through a huge living room. We could see my Dad and a woman under the shade of a large umbrella. He jumped up when he saw us. He was tall, broad shouldered and very handsome. 'Mike, you look good, Wow, who is this lovely child?" Zoo Time "Dad this is Angela Peterson. What do you think, she look like a keeper?" "Son if she isn't I don't know what you are looking for, but I know you won't find it." He bowed and took Angela's hand and kissed the back of it. A smile lit her face and she pulled his face down and brushed his lips with hers. Dad grinned and turned to the beautiful woman behind him, "Mike, Angela, this is my fiancée, Golden Dawn Porter. Goldie, the big ugly guy is my son Mike and his new best friend Angela." Goldie held her hands out to Angela and said, "Oh my! You are a tiny little jewel, cute as can be. I am so jealous of you, I am a such big old gal. Let's go talk. We are going to be great friends." The two of them disappeared toward the dining room. Dad and I grinned at each other. "Son, I think, from the look in your eye you are in love with that little girl." "Yes and from the way you look at Goldie, you are gut hooked. You won't be able to throw this hook." "No, I sure can't. I am going to ask you again to think about moving out here with us. We can build you a new house if you want." "Dad, the only reason I haven't moved out here is because that bitch I was married to didn't like living so far from the night life. I think this one is different. You can ask her if you want to. We are not really into the long range planning stages of our relationship yet. I only met her yesterday." "Boy you sure move fast, but I knew Goldie one day before I asked her to come home with me." "You know who she is don't you?" "No I don't have the slightest idea." "Dad, she is the ex-wife of the guy who was sleeping with Jane." "You are kidding, he must have been nuts, she is absolutely gorgeous." "My exact words, Dad. Oh! Here they come. They sure are two hot chicks." Goldie said, "Who are hot chicks?" "The two of you, that's who." They were both grinning, "Brunch is served, our Lords and Masters." We had a delightful meal. Hiro and his wife Anna did themselves proud. Dad was as happy as a pig in shit, me too. The girls wanted to go for a river cruise. Sounded good, so we did it. When we got back we gathered in the family room. Angela and Goldie were thick as thieves and giggled together and teased us unmercifully. We loved every second of it. Goldie said Dad had promised her a breast enlargement and she wanted Angela to get one too. I looked at Angela and made a frame of my forefingers and thumbs like movie directors do when they are visualizing a shot. I said I thought that was like gilding the lily. I looked at Goldie the same way. "I don't think either one of you need a thing done to you. Angela might get a nose job. Goldie could stand a itty bitty more breast. Angela has just exactly the right breasts for her size. They are a perfect mouth full now." "Mike! You embarrass me. And what is wrong with my nose? You said you loved it last night." "Baby girl, I do love it, it is perfect. I loved your breasts too! Your whole body is perfect. I just wanted to yank on your chain a little." She grinned, "Look out or I'll give you a nose job with my fist." Dad laughed, "Watch your mouth son. They might gang up on you." "Dad, when are you and Goldie going to tie the knot?" "She wants the boob job first so she can fill out the dress she likes. She goes for a meeting with the doctor on Monday. We will see what he says." I laughed, "It must be one of Dolly Parton's old dresses if she can't fill it now." Even Goldie laughed at that one. Goldie looked at me and said, "Mike, I love your daddy more than anything in the world, I just want to please him. We were in the Keys last week and there were a bunch of really, really beautiful girls there. I saw him watching their busts. I was a bit jealous. I want him to look at me like that every day. Is that a bad thing for me to want?" "Now that I think about it, Dad has always been a tit man. I think you are right." I thought Dad would bust a gut he laughed so hard. My baby girl ran to him and hugged him. "Your daddy is sweet, don't pick on him." "Mike is right about me. I have always admired a well filled bra. I am happy with Goldie as she is, but I will not deny she would be stunning with one size larger bust. And if that will make her happy, why not?" I looked at the group and said, "Ok, we all agree, Goldie gets a breast augmentation job, now for Angela. What do you think Pop?" "What is she now, a C or D cup? I think her bra runith over now. She is perfect, or a hair large, for her body. NO on the nose job too!" "Goldie?" "No and no, but I do want her to hold my hand when I go." I smiled at my darling girl, "No, NO." Angela smiled all around. "I agree, No for me. Now how about a penile augmentation for Mike. Goldie first." "Honey, If he is like his daddy I don't know what you would do with it unless you are desperate for a handy clothes line pole." Angela giggled, "Sorry Mike, request denied." Hiro entered with a tray of little sandwiches, crudités and chicken wings with a dip. After a snack The girls said they wanted to go in the pool. Goldie told us that Hiro had put our things in the guest suite. My lady and I found our swim suits laid out on the bed with beach towels. Angela grinned at me. "Every thing here is so wonderful and perfect, I love it." "I love my baby girl. Kiss me." Dad looked good in his suit, he was still a very powerful swimmer. Goldie had a little Bikini on that was really hot. Angela wore what appeared to be a very conservative suit under a sheer cover up. When she took off the cover up she had on a tiny suit that you had enough material for three suits from one small handkerchief. She was a knock out. She dove in the pool and I just stared after her. I dove in too, hoping no one noticed the increasing size of the bulge in my suit. After a while Goldie and Dad got out. I got out and brought a beach towel for Angela as she got out and I wrapped her in it. She grinned her thanks." Dad looked at Angela and I. "You two make a perfect couple. Are you going to live together?" I looked at her, "I would love that, I haven't asked her yet. I hope so." She looked at me. "I want that very much." Dad said, "There, I took care of that. Now I have something for the two of you to talk over. Goldie and I want the two of you to live here with us. Later, if you want we will build you a new house nearby or whatever you guys want. Talk it over." I looked at Angela who was simply vibrating with a huge grin on her face. "I don't think we need a long discussion on this, I vote yes, but the final say is Angela's." She looked at all of us, "This is a big decision, I love all of you, I have never felt so welcome anywhere in my life. I must, however, defer to the man I have come to love with all my heart and soul. He is truly my lord and Master. We will do as he wishes, that is my answer." "Do you wonder why I love her? I think she said Yes." Goldie clapped her hands, "Oh! Wonderful, she will be the little sister I always wanted." "Angela grinned at Goldie, "If you don't call me Daughter, I won't call you Mom." Goldie giggled, "You have a deal, Sweetie." Dad said, "Well I handled that pretty well, didn't I? Now for the next Item on the agenda. There is a little fly-in tomorrow not far from here. Goldie and I are going to take the Goose, would you like to accompany us?" My little girl looked at me with a blank expression on her face. "The Goose is an antique airplane Dad and I completely rebuilt from the ground up. It took us five years. You will love it." Goldie yelped, "Oh! Yes, you will love it, Ted brought me here from Montana in it. It is really something. He just swept me off my feet. I was looking a cold Montana winter in the eye and this handsome hunk offers to fly me in his gorgeous airplane to sunny Florida. What else could I say but, Hell Yes! Best decision I ever made. Hey guys, all kidding aside, he is the love of my life." She threw her arms around Pop's neck and kissed him as tears ran down her cheeks. I got up and walked to them and took Goldie in my arms and kissed her lips softly, "Goldie, Welcome to the family, welcome home." She put her hands over her face and really cried hard. I looked at Angela who gave me a loving smile as she nodded. I pulled out my handkerchief and gave it to Goldie who ran from the room. Angela ran after her. I looked at Pop, "Did I say something wrong?" "No son, I think you said something exactly right. She is crying for happy." The girls came back and Goldie pulled my face down and kissed my lips, "Mike, I love you, now I feel I really belong here. Thank you so much." Angela hugged me and kissed me and whispered in my ear, "Mike Stewart, you are a very sweet guy, I love you." Dad grinned at us, "Dinner at Seven, Cocktails at six, dress will be informal, very casual." I took my girl's hand and led her to our rooms. I sat on the bed and pulled her to me. I opened the cover up and pulled the little pieces of cloth off her breasts. The nipples were firm and erect. I looked at them very carefully. "They are absolutely perfect. Please don't even think of changing them, please." She held my face with both hands and tilted my face up so she could kiss me. "Thank you my man. They love you to touch them. They love your kisses and any thing you have done to them. I don't want to change them unless you want it." I pulled her down on top of me. I rolled her on her back and removed her suit as she watched. Her breath was coming faster and faster. Mine was too. I threw our clothes aside and moved on top of her. I kissed her sweet lips and whispered how much I loved and worshiped her. She spread her legs and pulled on my hips. I lifted a little and her little hand guided my cock to it's home. He slipped in an inch or two where I stopped. He throbbed and I had to slide in a bit more before I stopped again. She was moaning softly now. I took him all the way home in one hard thrust. She cried, "Oh! Yes my lover, he feels so damned good. Just move a tiny bit, Yes just like that. Oh! My! That feels wonderful, Now sock it to me, Fuck me hard, Mike, Yes. That's the way. Oh! I'm cuming, don't stop. I love it so! Here I go again. Please cum with me. I want to feel you cum inside me. Give me your babies. I want them. I really do." I came like a water hose, she had me so hot I just spurted and spurted over and over. I didn't remember ever cuming so much. I fell beside her really drained. Happy as a lark though. Happy and content. I was in love with this cute little creature. I would never get enough of her. Dinner was delightful. Goldie and Angela looked radiant. Pop and I looked a bit tired. Hiro and Anna out did themselves again. After dinner Anna came out and met Angela. She asked each of us what we would like for breakfast. After she got our orders she turned to Angela, "Miss Angela, We are very happy to have you here, you make Mikey smile, Hiro and I love that. Thank you for loving him." Angela had tears in her eyes as she watched her walk away. "Wow! You must be really mean to them." "Who, me?" Angela was thrilled when I put her up front in the Grumman Goose the next morning. Dad and Goldie sat in back like big shots. Dad had cranked in the GPS numbers for our destination. It was only five miles away but we were going to fly around a bit before landing. All of us had headsets on so we could all talk to each other. I started the two radial engines and taxied to the strip. I contacted Ocala Tower and got the altimeter setting and told them we would be on a local hop with our transponder on, We would be flying below two thousand feet. I ran the engine check and I looked at Angela. She grinned at me. Pop and Goldie said they were ready. I checked for traffic and pushed the overhead throttles all the way forward. We roared down the strip and lifted off with plenty of room to spare. I retracted the gear and leveled off at fifteen hundred feet. The old bird felt really good, solid as a rock and smooth as silk. I pointed out things on the ground as Pop gave both Goldie and Angela a running description of what they were seeing. Pop asked me to do a low flyby at our destination. I advised any traffic of our intentions and made a wide turn to line up with the strip. I shoved the throttles full forward. I eased the nose forward and dropped down to tree top level. I saw Angela glance at me. We came over the trees at the end of the strip and I dropped further down to about ten feet over the grass. We were pushing two hundred and twenty miles an hour. There were planes lined up in front of the hangers. At the other end of the strip I climbed to a thousand feet while turning and throttled back. I dropped the gear and put down half flaps. I turned base and made a nice gentle turn rolling the wings level at fifty feet and a hundred feet from the end of the strip. We touched down smoothly without a bounce and turned off before we were halfway down the strip. A golf cart led us to a parking spot. I shut the old girl down with regret. I loved to fly her. Pop and Goldie were climbing down the ladder when we got to the door. Dad helped Angie down and I followed. We walked to a large group of grinning people. One guy grabbed my hand and introduced himself as Buck Larimore the owner of the strip. He said he was dieing to examine the Goose. He pointed to a beautiful old Grumman Duck and said it was his pride and joy. A beautiful young girl introduced herself to Angela and they walked off together. I showed Buck the Goose and liked him a lot. No bullshit about him and he really knew his stuff about old planes. We went over and looked at the old Duck, it was an amazing reconstruction of an almost extinct aircraft. He and his father had worked together on it. He had a number of old planes including two SNJ Texans. I told him we only had one other plane right now but we were looking for a project. He asked what our other plane was. I told him a A-37 and he about flipped out. He wanted me to go get it. We looked for Pop and he introduced me to Buck's Dad and a bunch of other people. I took him aside and told him about Buck's request. He said it was fine with him. I found Buck and he offered to fly me over in a SNJ to get the A-37. I told Angie what I was up to and we thundered off in the old war bird. It was my first time in one. I really liked it. He did a few rolls and landed at our place. I told him to go on back and I would be along shortly. It took me awhile to get the plane out and put the stuff I needed in the right hand seat and lash it down. I put some stuff in the baggage container too. It was an hour later when I was back in the air in the little jet. I headed right at Buck's place at full bore. I was doing 450 as I crossed the end of the strip this time. I continued straight ahead and throttled back and stayed very low. I made a sweeping turn and came over the field and went to full throttle as I surprised every one. They were all looking for me from where I had disappeared. I circled and came across the strip at five hundred feet and made a military brake or pitch out type landing. I taxied in and parked where directed by Buck. I shut her down and took my helmet off and saw Angela watching me. I got out and hugged her, "I missed you something terrible. This is the longest we have ever been apart." She laughed, "Yeah! A whole hour and a half. But I did miss you too. You scared me when you snuck up behind us. Can I ride home in this with you?" "I planned on it. Do you really want to?" "I am a little frightened but I trust you." I gave her a cockpit checkout and showed her how the ejection seats worked. I had brought several helmets with me and found one to fit her. We were ready. We went and joined the party. We found Pop and Goldie talking to the Larimores, Buck and his wife, Lucy and his father, Fred and Fred's wife Jessie. I found us a couple of chairs and we joined them at a table under an umbrella. They were talking about, what else, airplanes. Lucy Larimore took Angie's hand and asked if we would like to see their house. Angela looked at me and we agreed to go with her. Goldie wanted to go too. We all got in the golf cart and crossed the strip and followed a narrow road to a long oak lined drive. At the end was a huge old plantation house. Lucy explained that they were redoing the old house, it had been empty for years because Buck and his dad didn't need that much room or the worries and stuff it took to live there. They were newlyweds and were living in a doublewide near the hangers. The old place was very lovely with very high ceilings and huge rooms. It had beautiful views across the country side. A horse farm was next door and rather close. Lucy said it belonged to them too but they had it leased out. Too much to care for. She told us she was a pilot too, but she was retired now. "I'll let the boys play with the planes and I'll do the domestic stuff. But I go where Buck goes, I trust him, but he is too cute to let out alone. No use tempting fate." She grinned, and said, "I love him too much to take any chances." Angie looked at her and said she thought that was a very sound policy. "Both Mike and I have suffered because we didn't follow that policy." "How was that?" His wife and my husband were playmates for a long time before he caught them in his bed. Mike and I never met until yesterday." "you are kidding, I though the two of you were married." "We think we are very much in love and we are going to live together for a while." I smiled, "She thinks, I know I love her." Lucy grinned, "Another good rule, tell each other whenever you can, that you love them. Don't be ashamed about who hears you." Angela and I looked at each other, "I love you." we said in unison. We rejoined the party and we met Tag Gordon and his wife. Angie recognized the wife instantly. She was drop dead gorgeous and seemed to be very sweet. Dad and Goldie knew them and were very friendly with them. I liked them both, they were in a lovely little amphibian they had flown up from the Keys. Angela whispered that the wife was Mackie Ann Stone the famous country Music Star. I looked at her and couldn't believe I hadn't recognized her. Not being real stupid I told my baby girl the truth. "I didn't pay much attention to her. I only have eyes for you, my love." That got me a nice kiss. Mackie and Goldie seemed to be good friends and Goldie wanted Angie to sit with them and talk. I grinned at her husband Tag, "Looks like girl talk to me. Want to talk planes, football or fishing?" "I sure do. Your wife is really something, She is as cute as my wife." "Thank you, I agree, but she is not my wife yet. We are working on it though." "Engaged?" "Not really, we just met yesterday." "So what is the hold up? I met Mack one day, and married her the next, didn't even know who she was. Go for it." "I feel like you do. I think it will happen soon." "Hey, fly her down and bring your Dad and Goldie. I have a guy there who is a preacher who will marry the two of you in a heart beat. He married Mackie and I on my house boat." "Damn that sounds good, I am terrified she will get away from me some how. Let me talk to her, then Dad and Goldie." If you are serious, I will let you know something in a few minutes." "I am serious. I know just how you feel, it was the best thing I ever did." I went looking for Angela, Dad said she was with Mackie and Goldie and some other ladies. I looked around and then saw a group of women talking under a umbrella. I spotted Angie with them. I walked up to her and lifted her out of her chair. I knelt in front of her and asked, "Will you marry me?" She stared at me like I was crazy. "Are you serious, Mike. Do you mean that?" Zoo Time "With all my heart and soul." "Yes, Yes I will marry you, anytime, anywhere, just name it." I stood and kissed her hungrily. I pulled back, "Maybe tomorrow. Let's go talk to Dad, Goldie come on." The whole crowd followed us to where Dad and Tag and others were sitting. I told everyone about Tag's invitation. Dad grinned, "Tag, how many people can you put up for a wedding party?" Tag looked at Mackie and when she came to him they talked softly together. "About twenty four in comfort if we use the houseboat. Not counting the Bride and Groom." Dad looked around, "How many can we fly down to the Keys." Buck's Dad said six. My dad said eight, Tag said four. Buck said six. Dad said, "Perfect, how many want to go?" Dad looked at everyone, "Just a second, I love Tag for his offer, but doesn't it make more sense to fly Bill, the Preacher and his wife Mary up here. We can throw a wedding together damned quick right over at my place. Most of you live nearby and I can put up half a dozen of you at my place. Everyone looked at each other. Dad asked Tag to call and see if Bill and Mary were willing and available. Tag pulled out a cell phone and walked off talking on it. Everyone waited until he walked back grinning. "Everything is taken care of. These two will be married tomorrow, if the Lord is willin'." Tag explained that Bill and his wife would be flown to the Ocala Airport in the morning in Mackie's Learjet. Someone could meet them and fly or drive them to our place. I looked at my bride to be, "I think you need to call your folks right now. They can come for dinner tonight and spend the night if they want." Angela looked a little stunned. "Is all this going too fast for you Baby Girl? Do we need to slow down? I know this is really fast. I am just scared to death you will somehow change your mind, then what would I do?" "No, no, I am so happy! I am just thinking of what to wear. What I need to do. Let me call my folks right now. This will be a shock for them." I handed her my cell phone. She punched in the numbers and when someone answered she asked mom to get her dad on the line too. She explained what was going on. She looked startled. "What?" She smiled, "They thought we would already be married by now. They are going to pack everything Mom thinks I will need and bring it out to your Dad's place later. Can you give my father directions?" I told her father how to get to our home. He said He thought he knew the place. I told everyone that Angela and I were going to take the little jet home and that we would see them later. I got my lady all strapped in the seat and helped her with the helmet. When it was all secure and she was all plugged in I got in the other side. I started the two jets and taxied out. I made a call on Unicom and announced our departure. I turned on the end of the strip and poured the coal to her. We were airborne half way down the strip. I raised the gear and stayed low and did a hard 270 degree turn to the left then rolled 180 degrees back to the right and turned 90 degrees and leveled the wings. We were moving pretty good now. I glanced at Angie, "You OK?" "Woopee! I love it!" We zipped past the planes on the ground and I sucked back on the stick in a five G pull up and when we were vertical I slapped the stick to the left side of the cockpit and we rolled rapidly going straight up. When the airspeed bled off I stopped the roll and leveled off. I looked at Angela and loved it when she grinned back at me, "Do it again, please, I love it." I made a wide sweeping turn and lined up with the strip. I reduced power and dropped the gear and flaps I descended as if we were landing. When we crossed the end of the strip I added a bit of power as I rolled us inverted. We flew the length of the strip up side down, then I rolled over and headed home. We cruised along at low altitude until I turned in on our approach to Pop's strip. We touched down and taxied to the hanger. I opened the canopies and hurried to get Angela out after being sure she had properly safetyd the ejection seat like I had taught her. She was grinning from ear to ear. She hugged me and said, "Wow! That was fun. You are really fun to be with. Never a dull moment." She helped me get the bird back in the hanger. We were walking to the golf cart when two SNJs roared down our strip in tight formation. They circled around and came over the field and the first plane broke hard to the left while the second plane continued straight ahead for a few seconds then made his turn follow the first plane. They swept around in a hard turn, one following the other. The first one touched down and taxied over to our tie down area. Number two was right behind them. They parked and shut down. We walked over and were surprised when the pilot of the first plane turned out to be Lucy. She waved and climbed down followed by her husband Buck from the back seat. The second plane was flown by Buck's dad Fred, his lady Jessie rode in back. Another plane was heard in the distance. It was in fact two planes, the Goose with a Lake amphibian flying wing on it. They landed and the party was transferred to the Stewart ranch. They all moved to the pool and patio area. Hiro had been warned and he had a bar set up and hors d'oeuvres' were ready. I was proud of how lovely Dad's place looked. Angela couldn't believe Hiro and Anna were able to be ready so fast. She even asked Anna if she could help. Anna hugged her and said everything was under control and that she was the Bride and she was just supposed to stand around holding the Groom's hand. That plan sounded good to me. I didn't plan on letting Angie out of my sight before the wedding. Angie's folks found the place with no problem. We unloaded Angela's things into our suite. I tried on my lightweight navy blue suit and Angela approved of the way I looked. She wouldn't let me see what she was going to wear. At one point we just stood and held each other and calmed down. I told her the only people we had to please was ourselves, and that I was already very pleased with her in every possible way. Dinner was perfect, how Anna and Hiro did it was beyond us. They did have some extra people helping them, but getting every thing ready for a wedding, plus feeding all the extra people was a real challenge. I don't know how everything was managed but we stood before Tag's friend, Preacher Bill right on time. Angela was beautiful in a little white suit, hat, shoes and gloves were all white. I couldn't take my eyes off of her. Dad had given me my Mom's wedding ring to slip on her finger. When it was over I took her in my arms and told her I couldn't believe how lucky I was and that she had really married me. She kissed me hard and said, no, she was the lucky one. Thus we had our first argument before the vows had cleared the air. We held hands and prayed that it would be our last disagreement. Zooey and Rooney's Wild Weekend Rooney Mara was in town filming scenes for a movie. She arrived a couple days early, so she decided to spend the weekend hanging out with her friend Zooey Deschanel. The two were sitting on the couch, in their pajamas, watching TV. "So, I think they want me to play Huntress." Rooney said. "Cool." Zooey said, "Del Toro's thinking of me for Zatanna, so we may end up on-screen together at one point." "So, is this what you usually do on the weekend?" "Yeah, pretty much." "That's cool. I guess I don't really mind. Never been a big fan of this town." She took a swig of water. "Well, if you're bored, we could have sex." This caused Rooney to spit out the water. After some sputtering, she said, "Okay, I know you're joking, but did you have to wait till I was drinking something to say that?" "Okay, maybe I did that on purpose, but I'm not joking. C'mon, you did that movie where you fucked James Bond just for the hell of it." "That was a movie. Do you have a towel?" "So, you've never even thought about it, ya know, doing the lesbian thing?" "I—Maybe a couple times, but..." "So, where's the harm in trying it?" "I...Idunno." "Look, lemme just..." Zooey scooted closer to Rooney, placed her finger-tips under her chin, and guided her face towards her. Rooney had a look of uncertainty on her face, but it faded once their lips touched. The two made out there on the couch. Both their hands were busy, rubbing each other's bodies, and running through each other's hair. Rooney was unsure before, but knew now she wanted this. Rooney lay back, and Zooey started unbuttoning her top. Rooney's chest rose and fell as Zooey pulled her top open, then leaned down, and started licking and sucking on her hard nipples. "Uhm..." Rooney closed her eyes and bit her lip. She always liked to play with her nipples before she played with herself, and Zooey sucked them just right. Rooney was already getting very wet. Rooney put her hands behind her head, and Zooey happened to notice, "Your pits..." "Yeah, I prefer not to shave unless I have to. You don't mind, do you?" "No. Actually, it's...kinda..." Zooey leaned in, and started licking Rooney's armpit slowly. "This is weird," Rooney thought, as Zooey alternated between licking her pits, "but kinda hot." Eventually, Zooey moved down, kissing around Rooney's navel. By this point, Rooney was so hot, she was ready to take matters into her own hands, and start rubbing her snatch through her pajamas. Fortunately, Zooey saw how she was twitching, and pulled her bottoms off, got down on the floor, and stuck her tongue into Rooney's hot, wet twat. "Mhm!" Rooney's brow furrowed, at this sudden, welcome relief. After getting her so turned on, having Zooey eating her pussy now felt just incredible, so much so, it didn't take long for Rooney to cum, but Zooey didn't stop there, probing deeper and deeper into her snatch. Rooney pinched her nipples hard as Zooey went, until the second orgasm hit, causing her to cry out. At this point, Zooey came up. "Wanna take a shower?" Rooney smiled and nodded. A few minutes later, the two were in the shower. Zooey held Rooney from behind, kissing her neck and nibbling her earlobe, causing her to moan happily. Zooey's hand moved down between Rooney's legs, and started fingering her twat, and rubbing her clit. Rooney again came quickly, smiling after. Afterward, they lay on Zooey's bed, still somewhat damp from the shower, making out. Rooney started squeezing Zooey's tits, and sucking her nipples. "Mmm, that's nice." Rooney kissed down Zooey's stomach, and Zooey spread her legs open obligingly. This was Rooney's first time eating out another woman, but based on Zooey's moans, she was doing a pretty good job, licking around the rim of her moist hole, working her tongue in deeper, while rubbing her clit with her thumb. When she came, Zooey let out a high-pitched squeal. Rooney kissed her way back up, and they made out for a few more minutes, before falling asleep in each other's arms. The next morning, Rooney woke up first. She watched Zooey sleeping, and remembered the night before, and she smiled. She then had an idea, and scooted down. She wanted to give Zooey a pleasant awakening. Rooney started to lick Zooey's pussy. In her sleep, Zooey smiled and moaned. Slowly waking up, she looked down, and saw Rooney eating her. "Good morning." "Morning." Rooney said this, then continued licking her. Brow furrowing, Zooey said, "Go to my closet." Curious, Rooney got up, and opened the closet door. Inside she found a strap-on dildo. She pulled it out, and held it up. "Yeah, that's it." Rooney, put it on, then kneeled on the bed in front of Zooey, and inserted it in her pussy. "Yeah..." Zooey moaned as the dildo penetrated her. Rooney started thrusting into her, causing her boobs to bounce. "Eeyuh-ah! Fffuck meee!" Rooney went faster, causing Zooey's titties to bounce even more. "Fffuck! Oh, fuck!" Finally, Zooey came, letting out a high-pitched cry. Pulling the dildo out, Rooney looked down at Zooey, catching her breath, and got an idea, which caused her to grin evilly. "Lift your ass up." "Huh?" Zooey saw the smile on Rooney's face, and got worried, but lifted her ass up anyway. As Zooey was expecting, Rooney pressed the tip of the dildo against her asshole, and pushed it in. "Ooohhh...fuuuck!" She could feel the dildo push its way in through her entire body, and that was before Rooney started thrusting into her. "Yeah, you like that, bitch?" Zooey let out a strained, throaty groan in reply. "I can't hear you!" "Yes, I like it. It...feels good." Zooey started furiously rubbing her clit with her middle finger. Her ass loosened up quite a bit as Rooney went, and she felt the orgasm approaching fast and strong. When she came, she screamed like she was being tortured. Lying there, practically wheezing, she looked up at Rooney, and said, "Give me that." Rooney took the strap-on off, and handed it to Zooey, who sat up, and pushed Rooney face down onto the bed. Zooey put the thing on now, then leaned down next to Rooney's ear. "Now, let's see how you like it, bitch!" she whispered, then pushed the dildo into Rooney's ass, and started fucking her. Rooney let out the same throaty groans that Zooey did, as the toy went deeper and deeper into her ass. "Ooh, fuck! Oh, God, yes!" "Yeah, that feel good, you little whore?" "Yes, yes, it feels really fucking good!" Rooney struggled to get her hand under her, so she could rub her pussy. "You know what I wish?" "What? What do you wish?" "I wish this thing was real, so I could cum inside your asshole." "If that thing was real, I'd lay out in front of you, so you could cum all over me, just cover me, face to pussy." Rooney groaned most of this. "Oh, well, I can do something about that. It wouldn't be cum, but it would be warm and wet. Speaking of which," she grabbed Rooney's hair and pulled hard, snapping her head back, "are you gonna cum for me like a good little girl?" Maybe or maybe not coincidentally, Rooney came, and came hard at this moment. "Ah-Guuuh-aaahd!" Some time later, Rooney laid out on the bathroom floor, while Zooey stood over her, straddling her legs. "You ready?" Rooney nodded in reply. Zooey leaned back, bracing herself against the towel rack, then held open her labia, and started peeing. As she promised, it covered Rooney's whole body. Zooey stuck out her ass to pee on Rooney's pussy, and then arched her back to hit her face. "Yeah, you like how that tastes?" Rooney was too busy furiously working her clit to answer, but she definitely liked it. After Zooey ran dry, she got down on the floor, and she and Rooney again made out. As they kissed, Zooey reached up to the sink for the strap-on, which she'd taken in with her. Zooey quickly put it back on, and again proceeded to sodomize Rooney with it. Rooney groaned with pleasure as Zooey fucked her ass with the toy. After a while of this, Rooney got up on top of Zooey, and rode the dildo with her ass. She suddenly became aware of the need to pee, but, between the pleasure of her ass being fucked, and already being peed on, she started peeing on Zooey. "Oh, Jesus!" Zooey smiled and laughed, even as it hit her in the face. Rooney actually came while peeing, which was a first for her, and one she definitely wanted to reproduce in the future. "Oayaohfuck!" Rooney now lay out on the floor again, and once again put on the dildo, so Zooey could ride it with her ass. "Fffuck! Ohfuckfuckfuck!" Rooney grabbed Zooey's hips, and thrust into her. "OhgodohgodohgodohgodOHMYFUCKINGGOD!!!" In spite of her pussy not even being touched, Zooey came very quickly. After, the two lay on the floor, kissing, exhausted, covered in sweat, not to mention each other's urine. "We need to take a shower." Zooey said. "Yeah, we do." Rooney agreed. "Wanna order a pizza?" "Yeah. Two actually. I'm fucking starving." The two got up, a little stiff and sore, and moved toward the shower.