Demeter�s Pet

a Novel by Varkel

Summer, 2008

Chapter 9: Fred

Sam searched out Dobbit and transferred to the grass near him.� He lay on his side, green-tipped tail waving slowly behind him, talking to Jason, who lay facing the satyr while a nymph, also with a green-tipped tail, sucked the man�s cock gently.� A touch of her mind revealed Pester in the throes of orgasm, the upper half of her body thrilling again and again.� Sam slipped closer.� Except for the last inch the nymph engulfed the entirety of the huge organ.� How could she breathe?� Was breathing less necessary on Olympus?

Dobbit said, �Let us extend a fine welcome to Sam, Demeter�s hyperactive emissary to the Human Preserve.�

Sam�s eyes widened.� ��Hyperactive?��

�I think so.� Have you tallied your score among the humans yet, both of creation and destruction?�

Sam grinned disarmingly.� �Who keeps score?�

�You should.�

��Emissary?�� Are you implying that Demeter has some ulterior purpose in mind for me?�

�All gods always have ulterior motives.� Jason and I were just discussing Jehovah�s in regard to the Jews.�

��The Jews?��

�You�ve heard of them, haven�t you: Jehovah�s whipping boys?�

�Didn�t the Nazis hurt them bad?�

Jason laughed.� �There you have an American education.�

Dobbit smiled.� �But Jehovah was unique.� He so mistreated the Jews that they and their neighbors had to invent successor gods, such as Jesus Christ and Allah.� Jason and I have enjoyed the comparison of characteristics.�

�It has certainly been interesting,� said Jason with a gratified smile.

�I see what you think is interesting,� Sam noted.

�That too. �Dobbit has explained how it was that you, Demeter�s demigod, awakened my lust for small females.� But did you know that Pester has a clit in her throat?� It is a goodness to compress it for her.�

�Indeed!� Dobbit, I brought him here.� Am I the one who must take him back?�

�Who else?�

�Okay, big man.� Have you learned enough yet?�

�I doubt that a man can ever learn enough on this subject.� Is it time to go, Lord?�

�Hmph!� You�re right: I�m the product of an American education with contempt for unearned titles.� What about it, Dobbit?� Do you have more to teach?�

�Oh, yes.�

�Then Jason can stay awhile.� At least Pester loves him.�

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With his body secure in Demeter�s talkroom, Sam returned to the Human Preserve and the mind of Sean Ellis, the thirteen year old who was Natty�s crush.� He found the boy with two others in a park, dust-covered and cursing over a vigorous game of stick box, and decided not to move him to Marcy�s bedroom in such condition.

�It was late afternoon.� In the Dunston Street mall people were gathering in the food court for their evening meal.� Sam looked around for a young man eating alone, one suitable for Marcy and Natty, and found a specimen not so stylishly dressed as Joe Akers, who instead of eating seemed to be eyeballing the other diners.� Sam slipped into his mind � and drew up short!� His thought tendrils glided past the sensory contacts and failed to latch.� He tried again and again and suddenly realized that some other external mind had already occupied them.

Sam reeled back and dropped reflexively into the mind of a woman who sat facing the young man in question although looking down at her plate.� He took immediate control as she bit into a ham sandwich.� It tasted good and he automatically caused her to chew while directing her gaze toward the youth.

What had just happened to a routine snatch?� Sam would have asked Pester except he was confident Pester�s mind remained on Olympus, happily contemplating the huge cock that thrilled her uvuclit.

The young man�s eyes caught the woman�s and swept on, but suddenly returned.� Sam felt a strange sensation very much like fingers probing his mind.� He clung to the woman, aware somehow that the occupier of the lad�s mind was trying to switch to the woman.

Sam resisted as fiercely as he could.� Instinctively he transferred the woman�s body to Jason�s kitchen.� The fingers did not follow.� After waiting a few seconds and taking a deep breath, he returned her to her seat in the mall.

The fingers did not reappear.� Across from her the young man had slumped.� Slowly the lad straightened up and looked around.� Wide eyes in a pale face settled on Sam�s host.� The youth got to his feet and wove among the tables toward her.� A tentative touch in the lad�s mind revealed no further resistance.� The sensory contacts were no longer occupied.

But they had been!� Sam released the woman and now disembodied, cast his mental net around the food court, dipping in mind after mind, searching for the tell-tale sign of preoccupied contacts.� He soon found it in the mind of a man in casual clothing sitting to the woman�s right with an unobstructed view of her.

Making no effort to evict the man�s occupant, Sam returned to the woman and settled back in control.� The young man had reached her and stood before her table, whispering in a tight voice, �What are you trying to do?�

The woman put down the remains of her ham sandwich and rose to her feet.� Sam made her say, �Stick around and you might find out.�� Her voice was husky.� She turned away towards the occupied man.

�You forgot your purse!� cried the lad behind her.

She stopped and thrust out her hand.� The young man hastily hung the strap over it.� �Thank you,� she said, hurrying onward.

She wound carefully between the tables, wearing slacks and thankfully, flat-heeled shoes.� Her target man was nervous, hands on the table edge as if about to sprint up.� He had curly brown hair and a five-o�clock shadow.

She pulled out the chair beside him and sank into it.� �So you�re one of us.� What�s your name?�

The man licked his lips anxiously.� �Fred.� How about you?�

�Sam.�

�You � you sure don�t look like a Sam.� Samantha?�

�Sam for Samuel.� You tried to evict me.�

�S-sorry.� I was � just checking after you tried to grab me.�� His eyes narrowed with a new thought.� �Samuel � in a woman?�

�I no more belong in her than you do in that boy or this guy.�

The man grunted humorlessly.� �Even less so, I�d say!�

�Where are you from, Fred?�

�You know.�

�Then who is your sponsor?�

The man hesitated.� �Tell me yours first.�

Sam brought up the woman�s left fist to support her chin thoughtfully.� She wore a wedding band and engagement ring.� �Maybe you�re right to play it cagey,� she said.� �What were you doing, looking around for fun?�

�Yeah, for a blowjob.�

She turned and looked back the way she had come.� The young man had taken her seat and apparently was eating her ham sandwich.� She asked, �Is that boy a familiar of yours?�

�What do you mean, �familiar?��

�Does he know who you are and cooperate when you make a girl suck him?�

�Who said anything about a girl?�

�I � see.� A faggot, are you?�

�What do you care?�

�Well, of course I don�t.� Although it�s too bad.� Have you ever worked with another Olympian before?�

Fred looked around hastily.� �Don�t say that where people can hear you!�

�Say what?�

�Anything about � where we come from.�

Sam�s woman snickered.� �You think Americans give a shit about Greek mythology?

Fred winced.� �I�m gonna leave.�

�Why?� What do you fear?�

�Most of us aren�t Americans, you know.�

Sam�s woman leaned close, her elbows on the table.� �I�ll tell you something: I�ve only been here a few days.� You�re my first � encounter from, uh, back there.� I�m thinking of the possibilities.�

Studying her, the man smiled.� �You�re a sex fiend too.� I see what you mean.� How about I switch back to the kid and get that blowjob?�

�From a woman?�

�You got a mouth.�

�Yeah, but I�m not a faggot.�

�A female cocksucker is no faggot.�

�This one doesn�t know what�s going on.� I doubt she�d cooperate.� I�d have to run her.�

�All right.� You take over the kid and I�ll blow you.�

�I tell you, that doesn�t appeal to me.�

�Then I�ll switch to your woman.�

Sam hesitated.� �Is that kid your familiar?�

�He knows about us, if that�s what you mean.�

�Interesting.� How�d you get hooked up with him?�

�I was his uncle.�

�And you croaked?�

�Hermes recruited me.�

�Hermes.�

�You�d�ve found out anyway.�

Sam had heard of the messenger god and wondered if He was queer.� Why not?� Everyone else on Olympus seemed to be at least part of the time.

The man asked, �Are you here directly?�

�What do you mean?�

�Are you one of the gods?�

�What makes you think so?�

�I felt you step that woman up when I tried to take her.�

�Meaning you can�t � �step up?��

�Only my mind.� Can�t you tell?�� He grinned sheepishly.� �You�re fooling with me.�

�Sam is not a Greek name.�

�All the gods aren�t Greek, not by a long shot.� You�re right.� We could have a lot more fun together.� Too bad you won�t suck cock.�

�As a woman I might.� What�s your familiar�s name?�

�Elgin Hasher.� He likes to be called Elgy.�

�Where does he take his lovers?�

�He picked the lock in an empty store on the cross court.� It�s got a cot.�

�Show me.�

�You really will suck his cock?�

�I might.� Probably.� I�ve got a use for two guys at once.�

�Um, let me go back to the kid.� Follow him but give him a head start.�

She grinned.� �Go ahead.� I�ll find you.�

The man slumped.� Slowly his head came up.� He stared at Sam�s woman with something akin to horror and muttered, �Good god!�

�Good enough,� she said brightly.� �Hi!� Have we met?�

�Uh, Jerry Overby,� he said automatically.

�Now we have, at least half way.� Hold on a second.�� She opened her purse, found the driver�s license and read off, �Leticia Parkinson, age 39 � a ripe old age, no?� I�ll bet I�m called Letty.�

�I�m 37.� You�re a married woman?�

�So these rings seem to say.� Are you married, Jerry?�

�Yeah.� What are you doing talking to me?�

�You mean you haven�t figured that out?�

Jerry stuttered, mouth working indecisively.� Fred�s familiar strolled by their table and proceeded into one of the entry halls.

Jerry said finally, �You and � Fred are some kind of body snatchers?�

�Yes, �some kind of.�� But we don�t put weird growths on our hosts� backs.� What we do is make them have fun.�

�Queer fun!�

�That too.� But didn�t you hear Fred?� A female cocksucker is no queer.�

�You � you�ll suck cocks?�

Sam grinned.� �I don�t know about Letty, but I�ll try it in her body. �We can do just about anything.�

�We can?�� He licked his lips.

Sam had followed Elgy�s mind.� The boy waited in an empty room lit only by evening light through high windows.

�Stand up,� Letty said, suiting action to words.� Jerry obeyed willingly enough.

She transferred both of them to Elgy�s empty room.� Jerry gasped; Elgy twitched.

A cot rested against a blank wall.� The facing wall was filled with dusty, built-in shelving.

She smiled at the lad.� �Are you in there, Fred?�

�Yeah.� Who�s this guy?�

�You don�t recognize your former host?� This is Jerry; Jerry, Fred.�

Fred looked the newcomer up and down.� �This kid is called Elgy when I�m not running him.� No hard feelings, Jerry.�

�N-no.� I�m, uh �� This is fascinating.�

�I checked in her purse, Fred.� This girl�s name is Letty.� She�s 39.�� She gestured.� �Did you lock the back door?�

The boy stepped up to the door, caused it to click and avowed, �I never harmed the lock.�

�How about that door to the front?�

�Well, it doesn�t lock, but I figure we�ll hear anybody coming in.� This store has gone out of business.�

Sam smiled invitingly.� �Okay, gentlemen!� I�ve got an idea that should interest all of us at once.� Let�s get naked.�

�Naked?� muttered Jerry doubtfully.

�Your cock waving in the breeze,� said Sam, �will be even more fascinating.�� She had stripped off her flats along with the slacks, but the blouse stuck when she tried to pull it over her breasts.� She turned her back to Jerry.� �Does this shirt have buttons in the back?�

�A zipper,� said the man, now in the act of removing his trousers.

�Give me a hand with it.� And the bra too, if you don�t mind.�

When she stood nude, she lifted a large breast in each hand.� �Damn, they are heavy!�

Both males chuckled.� Fred said, �You never took over a woman before?�

�Not really, never one this mature.�

�I have.� Made me glad I wasn�t one.� Their cunts are nasty.�

She said, �I hope you don�t agree with that, Jerry.�

�Nasty?� said the man.� �I don�t know anything better to eat.�

Sam meant to laugh but to his surprise giggled instead.� �That�s the right attitude, Jerry.� That cock needs some work.� Come here and play with these heavy tits.�

�Boobs,� pronounced Fred.� �The girls say �boobs.��� The lad�s cock was already erect and worthy of notice.

�They�re tits till I get used to them.�� She shimmied her chest and both sets of male eyes popped at the rolling result.

�God!� said Jerry, closing on her and taking a breast in each hand.� The sensation was pleasant but insufficient.� She turned slightly, caught the back of his head and bent his face toward the closer nipple.� He understood immediately and slurped it into his mouth.� A thrill of pleasure shot directly to her pussy, which responded with increased moisture.� Her hand enclosed his manhood, which soon stood tall.� It was a respectable organ, perhaps not quite so large as the one asleep on Mt. Olympus.

She bent her body over a box.� �Let�s try it doggy style, Jerry.�

He stepped behind her but stooped and inserted his tongue.� The result was a warm delight in her belly.� A man of experience, he found her clit and stroked it once but attended to the surrounding flesh thereafter.� She felt a firm intrusion.� Surely not his cock!� No, she realized, two fingers.� Now three.� They gouged delightfully, triggering a crescendo of feeling that she belatedly understood to be a mild climax.� This female was a responsive creature!

She looked around.� Elgy hovered nearby, licking his lips.� She caught his arm.� �Still want that blowjob?�

�Oh, yeah!�

The lad scurried eagerly around the box and presented his article, long as that of Ledor, the satyr, but fatter.� She caught his hips and pulled it partly into her mouth.� Unlike the satyrs�, this one had no foreskin.� It filled the front of her mouth rather pleasantly.� She worked it with her tongue.

Suddenly it was in the back of her throat, gagging her, again unlike Ledor�s.� She found on Elgy�s next thrusts, however, that the choking was controllable.� At least it took her mind off the ecstasy in her belly that was growing unbearable.

She applied suction, heard a sharp grunt and suddenly her mouth was full of a cool liquid: obviously semen, tasting much as Sam�s own had at thirteen.� She let the lad back away.� He spurted once more, painting her upper lip and chin.

�I couldn�t help it!� he declared with a woebegone expression.� But his face cleared immediately and he added in a confident tone, �He�s young.� He can keep it up all night.�

Jerry stood up and leaned past her with his wet mouth.� �He gave you a facial, did he?�� He leered at her chin with bright eyes.

�A �facial!��� She giggled. ��You�ve been watching porn, have you, Jerry?�

�Guilty.� What�s next?�

�Next I�m ready for a double fuck.�

She pushed up from the box, caught Jerry around the shoulders, leaped up and encircled his hips with her knees.� �Put it in me,� she said, wiggling her hips unnecessarily.� He guided himself easily into her sopping cunt as she sank upon him.

�Now, Fred, put it in beside him.�

Her back was already turned to the lad.� He drew close but hesitated.� �How?� You mean up your ass?�

�Or in my pussy with his.� I�ve often wondered how this feels to a woman but never found one who�d talk about it.�

�Good god!�

The lad thrust himself vainly against her anus.� He said, �Wait a minute.� I�ve got some grease in my pocket.�

�Ready for assholes, were you, Fred?� Put in with Jerry.� My pussy is plenty wet.�

He guided himself doubtfully, but entered her easily.� After a few false starts, they adopted an alternating rhythm.

�Ooo!� she exclaimed, wide-eyed.� �That�s wild!�

�What�s it feel like?� asked Jerry.

�Heaven!� Now I know why women stuff eels in their cracks.�

�They do what?� said Fred.

Sam allowed Letty�s head to rest on Jerry�s shoulder and licked his neck.� The taste of masculine sweat added its own cachet to the experience.� Her entire torso and thighs filled with ineffable pleasure.� In a moment of rationality she discovered that she was moaning shrilly and changed it to speech.� �Oh god, gentlemen, I�m coming up a storm!�� Her consciousness darkened to overwhelming ecstasy.

Senses returned to find her feet bearing part of her weight, the rest upheld by Jerry�s hands under her buttocks.� His wet cock lay between them in sticky pubic hair.� Letty apparently did not shave there.

He asked, �Are you all right?�

�Oh god, Jerry.� I�m glad I�m not really a woman.�

�But you are!�

�Only temporarily, thank the gods!�

He looked at her with astonishment.� �From the way you came, over and over, I was envying you.�

�I as good as passed out.� I don�t like that part at all.� Now that I think about it, I�ve known other women to do that.� It leaves you helpless.�

�I think it was Elgy � or maybe Fred.�

�What do you mean?�

�I came two minutes ago but Elgy kept pumping.� You were moaning and sagging all over me, so I stayed with you till he finally shot his wad.� If that little fart has been fucking assholes all over town, I just hope he hasn�t caught AIDS.�

She took her full weight, stepped back and glanced around.� �Where is he?�

�Right here,� said Elgy�s voice.� He was sitting on the cot.� �Fred went to find you another guy.� And I don�t have AIDS.�

She asked, �Fred did what?�

�He said when a girl gets in that condition, she wants a lot of fucking.�

Sam nodded slowly.� �I�ve heard that too.� I�ve heard a woman never wants to fuck so much as when she just has.� Say, I�ve got an idea.� Let�s ask Letty.�

Jerry blinked.� �You can � talk to her?�

�No, but you can.� I�ll take you over and let her recover.�

�You � you ��� Jerry�s eyes widened and his face went pale.� He straightened up slightly and said in a firmer voice, �He doesn�t think much of the idea but I won�t hurt him.�

Letty had sagged and taken a staggering step.� She glanced hurriedly around with a face of horror, covered her nipples with one arm and her pubes with the other hand and uttered a strangled sound.� �Gak!�

�Take it easy,� Sam assured her in Jerry�s voice.� �You know you�re among friends.�

�Oh my god, oh my god,� she muttered, glaring at the two naked males.� �What have I done?� What have you done: you�ve raped me!� Completely!�

Sam nodded Jerry�s head slowly.� �Yes, I guess we have, if you take that view of it.� Try thinking of it this way: we�ve given you an adventure whose likes I doubt you ever experienced.�

�That�s true!� she agreed vehemently.� �Never even imagined.�� Her hands rose to cover her face.� �Bob will kill me!�

�Bob�s your husband?�

�Oh god!� I�m going to call the police.�� She took a step but pulled up short.� �Where are my clothes.�

�Lying on those boxes.� You can remember.� I know you can remember everything, especially the last 15 minutes.�

Her eyes on his were huge.� He realized suddenly that in fact she was an attractive woman, at 39 beginning to show a few wrinkles, but well-fleshed with little cellulite, no mother�s stretch marks and at least C-cup breasts.� Her face was heart shaped with a pug nose, full lips and the shine of drying semen.

He asked, �Did you ever have sex like that before, Letty?�

He shoulders sagged and her head bowed.� �No,� she admitted.

�The question is would you like some more?�

She took a breath.� �If I say no?�

He gestured.� �You�re free to go.� You know that you were � taken over.� If you�re the quiet housewife you seem, the cops will believe you were raped but not how it happened.� And even if you can identify Jerry and Elgy, there�s no way they can find Fred and myself.�

�Sam.�

�That�s right.� Elgy says Fred is looking for another man for you.� Want to see what he finds?�

She glanced at her wristwatch.� �Oh god, I�m late for my sewing class.�

�Then you have another hour, don�t you.�

She took a deep breath, turned and strolled to the cot where she sat near the lad.� Smiling around at both males, she said, �Two men at once, even if one was hardly more than a boy.� How old are you, Elgy.�

�Fifteen.�

�A kid!� Then I�m guilty of statutory rape.�

�Interesting question,� said Sam.� �Who�s guilty if a 15 year-old boy forces a 39 year-old woman to fuck?�

�Who cares?� She shouldn�t need forcing.�� Her hand shot out and enclosed Elgy�s flaccid cock.� �Didn�t Fred say you could keep it up all night?�

�If you help.� I love how you suck.�

She said tartly, �That was Sam.� But maybe I paid attention.� Swing your legs up on either side of the cot.�

Sam said, �Wait a minute, Letty.� Do you want to stay in control or do you want me to take over again?�

She crouched between the lad�s legs, her hand on his genitals.� Her eyes narrowed in thought.� �You guys are about to make a slut out of me.� Does it take more than one at the time to do that to a girl?�

Sam grinned.� �I�m still researching that point.� To tell the truth, I didn�t have any idea it would feel that good to you.� I once passed out from sex, but even then it feels a lot different to a man.�

�I want it again, Jerry.� I mean, Sam.�� Her head went down and the lad twitched.

She sucked noisily, slurping and occasionally withdrawing to smack her lips.� On one such occasion Sam asked, �How do you like a cock in your mouth, Letty?�

�I like it wherever I can get it,� she said, taking it again.

�What was your attitude three hours ago?�

She snorted but kept sucking.

The door clunked.� A man younger than Jerry entered and walked up on the naked three without hesitation.� �Still here, Jerry?�

�You�ll have to run me off.�

�Didn�t I hear you�re a married man?�

�So what?� Nothing like this at home.�

The newcomer chuckled.� �So Sam has learned to like sucking cock, has he?�

�That�s not Sam.� Letty says we�ve made a slut out of her.�

The man paused in his disrobing.� �Not Sam?� Then where �� Oh.� I thought Jerry was a volunteer.�

�He is.� This is just temporary.� You can take over Elgy and I�ll run the new guy.�

�That�s a deal.�� As he spoke the newcomer staggered then straightened up, glaring around with clenched fists.

Sam released Jerry and slipped into the new man�s control centers, relaxing his hands.� While still in possession Fred had removed a sweater and shirt and loosened the belt.� Sam felt around for a wallet and held it up.� �This guy�s name is William Preston.� He�s from out of town.� Looks like he sells computers.� Uh-oh, he�s a Republican.�

Jerry and Elgy laughed.� The wallet returned to the trousers and the trousers fetched up on a shelf.� Fred had picked a man with a solid, beefy body.� The unexcited cock stirred slightly at sight of the ongoing blowjob, in particular the breasts compressing with each bob of the woman�s head.

Sam walked the man�s body next to the cot, where he bent to stroke the woman�s back.� �Elgy ought to be about ready.�

�I am,� said Fred.� �Let up a minute, dear, and let�s decide on the next round.�

She sat up, licking drool off her lower lip. ��The last time I did this was in high school,� she said dreamily.� �I hated it.� Now I think I could do it forever.�

Sam said, �You had a hot time in high school, Letty?� What happened?�

�I got a job, let a guy knock me up, had an abortion and wound up married to my counselor.�

�I think you�ve been a sleeping volcano.�

She giggled.� �And I want another eruption.�

�How about with three guys?�

She shivered and her hand massaged her groin.

�I guess that�s a good answer.� Jerry, how�re you doing?�

�It�s back up,� said the man with a grin, releasing his cock long enough to show it erect.

�I think my guy, Bill, is the heaviest, so we�ll put him on the bottom.� Get up, Letty; you too, Fred, and go get your grease.�

Bill lay down in their place.� �Looks like I need a little help, Letty.� Will you see what you can do?�

�Huh?� You want me to suck it?�

�If you don�t mind.�

�Goody!�� She grinned.� �I remember loving how they grow in your mouth.�

She sat on the edge of the cot and bent to her task.

While she slurped, Fred asked, �How do we work it?�

�Jerry, when she gets up, you lie down in her place with your legs over mine and our cocks as close together as they�ll go.� Letty can sit on them, both in her cunt.� Fred, you�re the one with ass-hole experience.� You crouch with a leg on either side of the cot and butt fuck her.� Three at once.�

The woman shuddered and rose to her feet, declaring, �It�s ready!�� Indeed Bill�s organ stood tall, probably seven inches, and fat.

�Let me in,� said Jerry.

The cocks proved best aligned with each man�s left leg extended beneath the other�s right.� The eager woman stepped daintily over the junction, kneeling atop the male legs, and lowered her pudendum carefully, working the target combination side to side until it was sheathed.� �Ah-h-h!� she breathed with a beatific smile.

She sat facing Bill.� He caught her shoulders and pulled her torso down over his.� �Now get on, Fred.�

With his erect cock slickened, the lad mounted the cot and thrust forward against the woman�s waiting anus.� �Relax it,� he told her, �like you�re taking a dump.� Ah, it�s in!�

Experimentally they sought the best motion.� After several fall-outs they found one that at least provided friction for all.

�How about you, Letty?� asked Sam.� �Can you stand it?�

�Oh god!� she murmured.� �I can�t believe what you guys are doing to me.�

Sam said dryly, �I guess she can stand it.�� He caught her hips to hold them down �� some of the fall-outs had resulted from her tendency to raise them too high � and thrust powerfully.� His example encouraged Jerry.� The woman wailed and began to whimper to match their thrusts.

Sam touched her mind and felt her mounting from climax to climax toward the unbearable peak.� Jerry seemed to be enjoying the spectacle above him of the lad�s flopping balls and the cock gouging Letty�s anus.� Elgy �� To his amusement Sam discovered that he could experience the lad�s pleasure and in addition Fred�s thoughts, which concerned how to arrange a similar configuration without recourse to a female.� Apparently the sexual frenzy opened doors.

The woman�s head sagged to his shoulders.� Her eyes were closed and she gasped for breath, but her hips continued to roll.� How many other women might be persuaded to sluttery by this, the ultimate orgasm?� Given that women expected to submit completely in sex, Sam could not understand how any would reject it.� Of course a man would; a man had to retain control of himself and as much of the environment as possible at all times.� Another most interesting difference between the sexes!

With judicious use of his Climax Spell, Sam arranged for all three male orgasms to occur within the same half-minute.� When the groaning and spurting were concluded, they extricated themselves from her carefully and left the woman on the cot, gasping and occasionally shuddering.

�Where�d you find this guy?� Sam asked Fred.

�In front of the sporting goods store at the other end of the mall.�

Sam dressed Bill, sought ahead to the store, waited until certain that no one watched his chosen spot and transferred the man there.� Releasing him, Sam returned to the closed store and settled into Jerry�s mind without taking control.

The woman, still nude, had sat up.� Looking at her wristwatch, she said, �I�ve got to go.�

�Look here,� said Jerry, now almost fully dressed.� �We can�t just leave.�

�Why not?� asked Fred, tying Elgy�s sneakers.

�How will we � ah, get together again?�

Fred said, �We won�t.�

Jerry reacted with horror.� �We have to!�

Fred snickered.� �No, we don�t.� You and Letty can swap phone numbers if you want.�

Despite her announced need to depart, Letty had slumped with a partial smile on her face, apparently revisiting the last hour.� Now she straightened.� �Where�s Sam?�

�He flashed Bill back to the sporting goods store.�

��Flashed?�� Oh.� Like he did us into this room.�� She looked around.� �I don�t even know where it is.�

�You better get dressed,� said Fred.� �Bill knows, and he struck me as a pushy kind of guy.�

Wearily she got to her feet and gathered her clothing.� Both males reacted to her wobbling breasts.� She said, �God!� I see you watching my boobs and realize I�m truly a slut.� I want to suck your cocks again.�

�I have yet to enjoy that,� said Jerry tartly.� �Will you give me your phone number?�� He took a card from his shirt pocket.� �Here�s mine.�

Suddenly the side door slammed open.� Bill, eyes glinting, marched through it and stopped before them.� �Good, you�re still here!� If any one of you punks makes a move I�ll stomp the shit out of you.�� He drew a cell phone from his pocket.

�Calling the cops?� asked Fred.� �Have you given any thought to what you�ll tell them?�

�You bet I have!� he began with a dark scowl.� Then his face slackened and he dropped the cell phone.� His mouth worked, at last producing the words, �Bill�s not the brightest bulb on the block, is he?�

Fred said, �Is that you, Sam?�

�In spirit,� said Sam with a grin.� �Look, I�m going to flip this guy out of the city.� No telling what he�s likely to do next, so I strongly suggest you all scram out of here and don�t come back.�

Elgy�s chin rose.� �Who�s he think he is?� Why don�t you put him right out of the preserve?�

�He thinks he was a guy minding his own business when somebody raped him.� And you know, I can�t say he�s wrong.� Good night, folks.� It was fun.�

Bill vanished for the second time.