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                                 Dman 3
                              by Cold Creek

Copyright© 2012 by Cold Creek


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Description: The ongoing story of Mike Stewart, defenceman at the University of Michigan and so much more. New readers should read the first two stories to know what is going on. This story starts at the beginning of the summer semester between Mike's freshman and sophomore years.

Codes: MF FF cons rom bi sport sch
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Chapter 1


As I suspected, Coach Benson was waiting for me when I finished my workout early Monday morning before the start of my first classes of the summer semester.

"Hey Coach, I thought I might run into you soon," I said, shaking his hand.

"Hi Mike, I thought I would just drop by in case you wanted to talk," Fred responded. "Rolf told me that you come in every day when you're in town. Congratulations on being drafted by the Islanders. First pick in the second round isn't too shabby though I thought you should have been in the top five of the first round. I don't know what those general managers were thinking. I was very impressed on your combine testing and I thought they would be as well."

"Thanks Coach," I replied. "I suspected I would drop when I didn't commit to visiting them to do some on-ice workouts. I can't say that I'm real happy about where I went in the draft, but since every team passed on me I can't really get mad at just a few select teams."

"So, how did the initial meeting go with the Islanders?" Coach asked.

"Ok, but they put a full court press on for me to forego the rest of my college career and join them right away," I admitted. "They have some good points but also slanted the arguments in their favour as would any good debater. I'm going to head to New York this weekend and visit their facilities and check out the area. I'm sure they will pull out all the stops to entice me to join them."

"So how do you feel about going pro?" he asked as we walked out into the arena.

"Like everything in life, there are pros and cons to it," I answered. "I'm confident that I could play at that level physically, but I'm not sure if I have enough experience to make the right decisions even half the time. Everyone says that the speed is the biggest change from college versus the NHL and I know I have to work on that aspect of my game."

"You're fast enough on your skates, but I agree the biggest change is the need for quick decisions while keeping up with everyone who are at least as fast as you," he commented. "Every rookie has to develop that as quickly as he can or he'll get sent down to the minors to develop it. Where you might have a second to make a decision on where to pass the puck in college hockey, at the minor pro level it shrinks to half a second and the NHL level it has to be instantaneous in some cases."

"The only way to develop that skill is with experience, something that I lack at this point in my career," I told him. "I honestly don't want to spend a year with their farm team in Connecticut at the expense of my degree. I either play in the NHL or stay here. The problem is I can't come back here to play if I go there and get cut. It won't be an easy decision to make."

"It never is," Coach agreed. "I think we both know that you will eventually end up in the NHL unless you get hurt. It really comes down to what else you want to do with your life besides playing hockey. You're smart and have ambitions above and beyond playing a sport for a living. Sure the money and attention is great, but you have both of those with your modelling career. You're not an athlete that is a student; you're a student that is also an athlete."

"I've been doing nothing but thinking about that," I told him. "They made an interesting argument that I could pick up specific classes there that I will need to further my education without taking some of the filler courses that really aren't needed for my specific needs in computer and AI programming. I'm already compressing my degree from four to three years, and I think I'll take a look at what really is important to me in terms of my future requirements and streamline my studies even further. I've already taken one graduate course and I'm starting a new one this semester."

"It sounds like you might want to only spend one more year here if you do stay," Coach stated.

"A degree is nice but the knowledge is more important to me," I told him. "I'm not going to go out and get a fifty to eighty thousand dollar job programming for someone else. I'm going to play hockey and develop my own software ideas. So the decision is where spend the next year to get the knowledge and skills I need to further that plan. Money isn't an issue so I have to decide where the best place to be is. I'm going to talk to a couple professors to get their take on it as well as find out what schools are close by in New York."

He was quiet for a few moments.

"It sounds like you're doing a good job of thinking things through rationally," he eventually stated. "What I'm not sensing is the human side of the equation, the emotional side of it, if you will. Mike, you're one of the smartest and driven freshmen I've ever met, but you lack things in your life, like fun and friendship. I know you've had girlfriends and have dated supermodels and other beautiful women, but other than John, I don't think you have a good friend on the team or at school. I want you to think about that aspect when you make your decision. You need to set aside some time in your week to just live, whether it's college life or a NHL rookie's life."

Now it was I who had to think about what he said.

"You raise an interesting point," I admitted. "My schedule is pretty tight around here with work-outs, practice, classes and homework during the week and then travel and hockey on the weekend. I'm sure that playing in the NHL will be even more hectic. Add modelling to the mix and it's a wonder I'll ever get a free moment at either place. I guess I need to set aside some time for life wherever I end up."

"Good to hear it," Coach said. "Now, I have one more piece of information to pass along to further screw up your decision making process. I spoke to Ken Howard, the Detroit Red Wings general manager, last week and you came up. As you might know, Steve Yzerman is the Executive Director for the 2010 Canadian Olympic Hockey team and Ken will be helping him with that task. They, along with the coach Mike Babcock, want to invite you to the tryout camp in Calgary from August 24th to August 27th. I think you know you're a long shot to make the team, but you might be able to be a substitute if someone gets injured."

"Wow, I never suspected that they would even consider anyone not in the NHL," I said, very amazed. "I assume that you won't mind if I miss a week of practice at the start of the season."

"Of course not, I'm not worried about you; we have a ton on new guys to assimilate into our roster this year," Coach responded. "So, here is Steve's number as well as Ken's. Give either of them a call back and let them know if you're going to attend."

"How do you think this should affect my decision?" I asked.

"I don't know," Coach replied honestly. "I think you know you could play in the NHL this year and I guess others think so as well. It's really up to you to know if that's what you want to do or is it more important to get another year of specialized education under your belt first. Add in the question of free time and a bit of balance in your life and you're left with a decision that I'd not want to have to make."

"So you're not advocating one or the other?" I asked.

"Oh, I'm definitely advocating you staying here," Coach replied with a chuckle. "It's for purely selfish reasons of course. We'd be a much better team with you here. But I'm here today and any other time you need to talk, just to be a sounding board for your ideas and to answer any questions you might have. It's your life and your decision. You have to make it for the right reasons like who are you leaving behind if you go and what will you be missing out on if you stay? In the end neither choice is going to be a bad one but you'll have regrets either way."

"Thanks for your time coach, I appreciate everything you've said," I told him as we stood up. "I'll keep you in the loop as the summer continues."

"Thanks for listening, Mike," Coach replied. "Call me anytime if you want to talk. You should get pick up a schedule of free ice times for the summer and get back on the ice. Let me know what times you pick and I'll try and come around. We can get some guys together if you like as well."

"Sounds like a good plan," I told him. "I'll stop by and book some time and let you know. Thanks Coach."

You're welcome, Mike," he responded. "I'll talk to you later."

I stopped by the booking office and got a schedule. After quickly looking at it, I booked time every early morning and then another hour in the afternoon after my last class and before the summer league took to the ice after dinner.

I drove to the main campus and parked in a lot with my new parking sticker clearly shown. That was going to save me some time in the fall if I still was around.

I had the second half of both graphics and db programming in the morning and then the graduate game design course at one pm. The morning flew by with reviews of the first half's material in both courses plus the first new chapter. I worked on the assignments while eating a sandwich and then attended the graduate class.

There were eight other students, all older than me in attendance when the professor came in.

"Hello, I'm Doctor Henry Mitchell, I'll be the professor for this graduate class in game design level one," a tall, skinny man with glasses said. "For those new to one of my classes, I'll make it simple. There will be three projects making up thirty, thirty and forty percent of the marks. I don't care if you attend my lectures or not, but I would think that you will find the content useful in your projects. This is game design so the first two projects will be to design various portions of a game while the final project will be to design and program an entirely new game, using modern graphical techniques that I'm sure you've all played with in the various first person and third person games on the market today. What we won't be doing is reinventing the wheel. If there are already software functions to render a person on screen, you will be allowed to use them in your program. You will of course need to design your own characters and interfaces. This class will teach you how to develop your game layout, interfaces and all of the other behind the scenes architecture. The visual aspect of the game is just a small portion of what you have to consider. Ok, any questions before we begin?"

There were none and he started into the lecture. I was fascinated by everything he said as I was going to be using all of it to design my game and for various portions of my AI project down the road. He went through several chapters of the book, picking out topics here and there. I made a note to continue my own research in my spare time.

I drove back the arena and used my key to the locker rooms to get at my equipment and get dressed for the ice. I had to wait for the public skating to end but used the time to stretch and warm up. Rolf drove the Zamboni around the ice and then I helped him get the nets on the ice and attach a new metal overlay with a picture of Chris Osgood painted on it.

"I like the new one, Rolf," I said when we got it on.

"Thought we might go with Oz this year," he said. "Patrick got enough abuse last year."

"You're probably right," I replied with a chuckle. "I booked this time every Monday thru Thursday as well as early morning every day."

"Sounds good to me, I'll have it ready for you each day," he said before he shut the doors behind him.

I took it easy this time out so as not to pull anything. I did my regular skating and shooting routine but just not at full speed or full power. I was pretty rusty but didn't let it get to me. After a quick shower, I drove home and made a couple of phone calls.

"Hey Stacey, how are you?" I asked.

"Not bad, how are you Mike?" she inquired.

"Pretty good, had a full day of workouts and classes my first day back," I told her.

"So you're taking summer classes," she said, sounding disappointed.

"Might as well make use of the time," I said. "I got on the ice as well so that felt good."

"That's good to hear," she replied. "So, are you still coming here on the weekend?"

"Yep, that's why I'm calling," I told her. "I'm going to fly in Thursday evening and I was going to book a room at the Marriot near the Coliseum if that's ok."

"That's just what I was going to suggest," Stacey said, sounding cheerier. "Shall I pick you up at the airport?"

"No need for that, Stacey, I'll take a taxi," I replied. "Shall we meet for breakfast Friday morning at the hotel?"

"Sounds good and then we can tour the facilities," she said. "I'll start getting everything lined up and email you an agenda."

"Sounds good, Stacey," I replied. "I'll talk to you later in the week and we can hash out any details."

"Ok, I'll talk to you soon," she said before hanging up.

I called Ken Holland next.

"Hello?" he asked.

"Mr. Holland, it's Mike Stewart from the University of Michigan," I said.

"Mike, it's good to hear from you," he said. "I assume Fred Benson gave you our invite?"

"Yes Sir, it came as quite a shock," I told him. "I thought you and Mr. Yzerman and the others would be going strictly with NHL players like the last couple of Olympic teams."

"Oh, that was the prevailing opinion, but we thought we might check out a couple younger players as well, for various reasons," he answered. "It will provide good experience for the future teams and will also serve notice to the players who think they can rest on their laurels. I know you will give everything you have and push the more experienced players to work harder while showing that you belong."

"Well, I'm honoured to be selected and I would love to attend," I said. "I'm back on the ice and never gave up my daily workouts so I'll be in great shape in late August. I know I don't have a shot at making the team but I'm not going to make it an easy decision to make."

"I expect nothing less from you, Mike," he said. "And don't count yourself out so early in the process. You bring some intangibles to the ice that we all think could be of some benefit, or we wouldn't have bothered inviting you. Someone will be in touch soon with all the details."

"Thank you, Mr. Holland, I appreciate this more than you can imagine," I replied.

"You earned this, Mike," he replied. "Steve or I will talk to you soon."

We both hung up and I couldn't stop grinning. After a few minutes picturing myself in the Canada hockey jersey skating in on net for the winning goal against the Russians, I shook my head and went online and booked the flight to New York and then the hotel room for three nights.

Finally, after thinking it through, I called Elizabeth.

"Hey Mike, I was wondering when you were going to call," she said when she answered. "How was your trip?"

"Hi Elizabeth," I responded. "My trip was good; busy but I got a lot accomplished. How was your week off?"

"I got to go out to the proving grounds to drive the new Mustang Cobra Jet and had a blast," she said. "I even got to tinker a bit with the engine and it was so cool to work with experts."

"Good for you," I said. "Are you in Lansing?"

"Yes, and I had three classes today," she replied. "You?"

"Yep, in Ann Arbor and had three classes as well," I told her. "It was a bit tough to get back into the grind."

"Tell me about it," she agreed. "I'm taking a class in alternative fuels and I almost fell asleep when the professor went on and on about the chemistry of the fuels."

"We all need to take courses that aren't that useful," I conceded. "I had to take a creative writing class and a philosophy class last year."

"Yuck!" she said. "Not much use for either in computer science."

"It's supposed to make us well-rounded, I guess," I told her.

She laughed and replied, "Just your butt from sitting in the chairs too long in useless classes."

I chuckled for a bit.

"So listen, I think it's time we dialled in this thing we have going on," she said. "Talking on the phone is great and all, but it would be nice to see you again and find out a bit more about you. I don't even know your last name and you don't know mine."

"I could tell you, but then I'd have to kill you," I said in a deep voice.

"Oh, I love the Barry White impression," she said with a laugh. "So what do you say? Care to kick it up a notch?"

I thought about it for a bit and said, "Elizabeth, we should probably meet at least one time so I can explain a few things. I'm not sure if you'll want to continue afterwards but I owe you at least that. Before you get worried, it's nothing to do with you; I just happen to get some news today that changes my schedule and I've had a couple people come into my life in the last week."

"So I have competition for your time and attention?" she asked.

"That's a good way to put it," I replied with a chuckle. "Listen, I have to go to New York Thursday night and I won't be back to Sunday night. Either we meet tomorrow or Wednesday evening or the following week."

"I'd die if I had to wait a week or more to hear what you had to say," she replied. "I don't even want to wait until tomorrow night. How about I drive over there now and we can have a quick bite to eat somewhere and spill all our secrets?"

"I guess that's ok," I agreed. "I could drive to Lansing if you like."

"A U of M man in Lansing is not taken lightly while a MSU woman is welcome anywhere," she said with a laugh. "What's your address?"

I gave it to her and she said she would be there in an hour before hanging up.

I went around the condo picking up after myself and started a load of laundry to tackle the pile I had from my trip. I quickly did the dishes and had time for a shave before switching the load to the dryer and putting in another one the washer. I vowed to call Daphne and get her back on the job as soon as possible.

I tuned in a sports show and just vegged for a bit before the buzzer rang.

"Hello?" I asked.

"Is this Barry's pad?" Elizabeth asked.

"Yes it is," I replied in a low voice. "I'll be right down to get ya."

"Oh, I'm all a flutter," she said.

I laughed and let her into the lobby before putting on some shoes and grabbing my keys before heading out the door.

She was looking at a couple of Japanese paintings on the wall so I could only see her back. She had on some black dress slacks and blouse that looped around her neck and left her arms, shoulders and some of her back bare. It was also in black as was her hair, long and straight this time. When she turned, I saw that some of it hung over one eye and it made her look a bit exotic. The blouse plunged low between her breasts to show some cleavage and the entire effect was of sexiness and class.

"Wow, you look fantastic!" I told her as I approached. "I better upgrade our dining plans from McDonalds."

She grinned and replied, "I wasn't sure what the plans were, so I thought I would dress to impress."

"Very impressive, I'd say," I told her. "Let's go up to my condo for a second and I'll quickly put on some better clothes and we'll head out."

"Sorry," she said as she followed me to the elevator.

"Don't apologize for looking gorgeous," I told her. "I don't mind being seen with a beautiful woman dressed like that. It will just take me a second to change."

We got into the elevator and she watched as I pressed the button for the top floor.

"The name on the condo was Mike Stewart," she stated.

"I put that on there so I don't get so many ladies buzzing for Barry White," I told her.

She grinned for a bit and then said, "I honestly didn't recognize you back at the prom."

"I try not to use the deep voice all the time," I remarked with a shrug.

"I meant you being Mike Stewart, silly," she said with a roll of her eyes. "It was dark and you look different in real life."

"So you know of my heinous crimes, do you?" I asked. "I'm surprised you didn't already run away screaming."

"I thought about it after remembering how horrible you were to my Spartans on the ice," she said with a glare, "but I also remembered what you did for that actress and thought that it would be nice to have someone like that around."

"I'm glad you stayed," I said. "Sorry I didn't tell you earlier, but I was enjoying our conversations without all that other stuff in the way."

"So was I," she said. "Not that there is anything wrong with that part of your life. It was good to talk to the guy behind all the public stuff."

"I'm glad you think that way," I said as the elevator door opened.

I led the way into the condo.

"Nice digs," she said, looking around.

"Thanks," I replied. "Why don't you look around for a couple minutes while I put on some good clothes? The view of the campus is great from up here."

"Ok, see you in a bit," she said, moving to the balcony doors.

I quickly got into some dress pants and a collared shirt and dug out my dress shoes. She was still out on the balcony when I went looking for her.

"It is a very nice view and a very scenic campus," she said, turning to me.

"Yes it is," I agreed. "Shall we go?"

"In a minute," she replied. "Let me ask you something."

"Sure, what is it?" I asked.

"Why me?" she simply inquired.

"You're beautiful, smart and different," I said. "You not only race cars, you want to build them. I also like your attitude. You're who you are and don't care if someone doesn't like it. You didn't go after the football player like I'm sure you could have. I enjoyed how you just appeared beside me that night when I was leaving. I just want to get to know you better."

"Damn, I'd want to date that person too," she said with another grin. "I just liked how you looked in your tux."

"There's not accounting for taste, now is there?" I asked.

"So, other than being a hockey player and a famous supermodel, what issues are stopping you from continuing to see me?" she asked.

"Right to the point, before we even go to eat," I noted. "There are three or four reasons. One: I was drafted by the New York Islanders last week and there is a chance I could go play for them in a couple of months. Two: I found out today that I'm invited to the Canadian Olympic men's hockey team orientation camp in late August so I'm going to be on the ice twice a day to get ready for that. Three, I ran into an old friend from high school and I'm helping her group record an album. All three of them are moving in today downstairs. She was my only friend back when I was a chess playing geek, and I was one of her only guy friends. So she's back in my life. She's only here a couple of months and then probably go on tour so I'm not sure where we stand, short term or long-term."

Finally, I explained the whole Mitsy – Asuka storyline and what Asuka dropped on me last night.

"Ok, I can see how those points could cause issues," she said. "Congratulations on being drafted and being invited to the Olympic camp."

"Thanks, it's been an amazing week for hockey news," I replied. "I don't think I'm ready for all of that, so I'm going to have to spend a lot of time getting prepared while trying to keep up with assignments in my two undergrad classes as well as the projects in my graduate game design class."

"You're taking a graduate course?" she asked.

"Yes, I took one last semester in artificial intelligence and did well," I informed her. "This one will be just as challenging. So you can see I'm going to be very busy."

"You're living a very full life right now, Mike Stewart," she stated with a shake of her head.

"Yes I am," I agreed. "So I don't know if getting serious with you is wise or fair to you right now, especially when the other two also want to spend time with me. I'm not sure how to handle any of you without pissing everyone off."

"Crudely put, but to the point," Elizabeth replied. "So to sum up, you're very busy, you have other women in your life and while you might want to continue to see me, you can't commit to a serious relationship for at least a couple months and you might not even be here after that. Is that basically it?"

"I'd say you hit the nail on the head," I agreed as I heard a knock on the condo door. "Great timing, I have the feeling you're going to meet one or more of the ladies in question."

"This should be fun," she said with a grin.

"You are much too cheerful after hearing all that," I remarked as we walked to the door.

"I haven't heard anything that tells me that you don't want to continue to see me," she explained. "I'll take dating on the weekends for a couple of months over not seeing you at all."

"Really?" I asked, stopping in mid-stride to look down at her.

"Really, really," she replied with a grin. "You do still want to see me right?"

"Yes I do," I agreed with a smile.

"Then it's settled," she said with an answering smile. "Now we deal with your other women."

I rolled my eyes and opened the door.

"Hey Mikey!" Willow said with a grin.

"Hey Willow," I replied with a smile. "Where are the hooligans who let you up here?"

Asuka stepped into view from the side with a grin.

"I should have known it would be you," I said. "Come on in. This is Elizabeth, another good friend of mine."

"Hello, I'm Willow Rose," Willow introduced herself.

"Hi, I'm Elizabeth Ford," she replied. "Mike was just telling me about you two. You must be Asuka; it's nice to meet you both."

"Hello Elizabeth," Asuka said. "Michael mentioned you last night but didn't say how beautiful you were."

"He did mention that you two were beautiful and both very talented in different ways," Elizabeth responded. "We were just discussing where we were taking our relationship and he informed me about you two stepping back into his life. So it's probably perfect timing for the two of you to show up so we can get it out in the open and see what's best for Mike and for us."

"You're taking this much better than I would have thought you would," Willow observed.

"I guess I pre-empted the two of you by getting him to agree that he still wants to see me and I want to see him," Elizabeth stated. "We agreed not to get too serious as Mike has some good news to tell you that will affect the amount of time he can spend with us.

They looked at me and I told them about the invite.

"Congratulations Michael, that is very impressive," Asuka stated.

"That is amazing," Willow added. "They don't invite non-NHLers to camp anymore."

"I was very surprised when coach told me they called," I agreed.

"So you're going to be on the ice every chance you can, knowing you," Willow continued. "So I see why Elizabeth is willing to settle for dates rather than getting serious. So where does that leave us?"

"I for one don't have a problem if you two want to spend some time with him as well," Elizabeth said.

All three of us looked at her in surprise.

"Really?" Willow asked. "You wouldn't be jealous?"

"I think the three of us would have to come to some sort of agreement on some issues and on a schedule, but I don't see why we can't keep this amiable," she replied. "Mike needs our support and maybe we can be stress relievers rather than additional points of stress in his life."

"That's very mature and thoughtful," Asuka remarked. "I would agree to an arrangement like that."

The two of them looked at Willow.

"I would be interested in hearing more about it," she said cautiously.

"Why don't the three of us sit down and hammer out the details while Mike orders us some food," Elizabeth suggested.

"He hasn't eaten yet?" Willow asked, looking worried. "We better take care of that before he starts eating the furniture."

"I agree," Asuka said quickly.

"Ha, ha," I said. "What do you want? Pizza, Chinese?"

"Pizza," Asuka said. "We need to get Daphne back on the job here and downstairs."

"Ok, who's this Daphne?" Elizabeth asked. "I'm not sharing him another woman."

"She's a high school student that I hired to clean and do my laundry and get groceries," I informed her. "She needs the money for college. She did the condo downstairs when the quartet lived there."

"Oh, ok," Elizabeth relented. "We should probably meet her then. Pizza is ok with me."

"Me too," Willow agreed.

"Ok, I'll order it while you three schedule my life for the next seven weeks," I said dryly.

"Thank you dear," Elizabeth said with a grin.

"Yes, thanks honey," Willow added.

"Thank you, Michael," Asuka finished.

"You're welcome, um, girlfriends?" I asked.

They giggled before walking to the living room and sitting close together on the couch. I ordered two pizzas, asking for Daphne to deliver them. I folded some laundry and tidied up a bit better in the kitchen and laundry room before heading back out. They were still huddled together, so I grabbed my textbook and went out to the balcony to read until the buzzer rang.

"Hello?" I asked.

"Hey Mike, its Daphne with your pizzas," she said cheerfully.

"I'll be right down," I replied and let her into the lobby.

When I got there I gave her a smile and said, "Hey there Daphne, long time no see," I said.

"Yeah, I thought you forgot about me," she replied.

"Sorry, I've been swamped and out of town a lot," I said. "But I want you to start taking care of the condo again if you have time and I've got you another client if you want to come up and meet her."

"Sure, I didn't take another delivery in case you wanted to talk," she told me.

We went upstairs and she congratulated me on being drafted while we were in the elevator.

"Thanks, though it sucks that's its so far away," I said.

"Are you going right away?" she asked.

"Not sure, I'm going to visit them this weekend just to check things out," I told her. "My plans are to stay in school but you never know."

I opened the condo door and let her in.

"Hey Asuka," Daphne said with a smile.

"Hello Daphne, it's good to see you again," Asuka replied as they stood up. "Let me take those and Mike and Willow can make the arrangements for your services."

"Sure, thanks," Daphne said, handing them over.

Elizabeth and Asuka moved to the dining room and then the kitchen.

"Daphne, this is Willow, she's going to be living in the condo downstairs with a couple friends while they record an album," I said. "Willow, this is Daphne, she's a whiz at cleaning, doing laundry, shopping and makes a great lasagne."

"Hi Daphne, with that recommendation, you're hired!" Willow said with a grin.

"Great!" Daphne replied. "It's nice to meet you. I do Mike's shopping, cleaning and laundry on Monday and can do yours on Wednesday if that's ok?"

"Sounds good to me," Willow agreed. "How much do you charge?"

"I'll take care of it," I said. "Just have your grocery list ready by Tuesday so you can email it to her so she can pick it up before she comes over."

"Ok, I can do that, but we're going to discuss her payment later," Willow replied. "We don't get back to the condo until five or six."

"That's fine or I can use the key that Mitsy made for me and come during the day at least until school starts," Daphne said. "Don't worry; I'm very trustworthy, right Mike?"

"Very," I said. "And she keeps her mouth shut about anything she might see. Remind me to give you a key to get up here as well."

"Ok, anytime Wednesday it is," Willow agreed.

"Great, here's my card with my contact information so you can email me your grocery list or call if you need anything else done," Daphne said. "I can do errands or anything else you need done. Mike used me for dry cleaning runs as well. Let me know if you want me to bring a lasagne over as well on Monday night with Mike's or on Wednesday when I do your condo."

"Wow, you are certainly a go-getter," Willow remarked. "The lasagne on Wednesday sounds fine. I'm sure we will have some dry cleaning so you can do that on Wednesday as well. We might need things at the studio from time to time so I'll keep this handy."

"I still need a few grand for college in September, so I'm wiling to do just about anything to raise the funds," Daphne explained.

"Have you enrolled yet?" I asked.

"I've been enrolled but I need to make a payment at the end of the month," she answered.

"Let me get my wallet so I can pay for the pizza," I said and walked to my bedroom.

I grabbed my check book and made out a check for ten grand to her. There was no way she was not going to college in the fall. I grabbed some twenties and put the check in the middle of the folded up money. I found a spare key and went back.

"Ok, here's the money for the pizza," I said. "Put the rest of it in your college fund. You can do this place on Wednesday as well this week if you think you have time. Here's the key and I'll keep the alarm off that day."

"Ok, thanks Mike and Willow," she said with a smile. "I'll do a great job for you."

"I'm sure you will," Willow replied. "I'll see you Wednesday night."

Daphne left after saying goodbye to Asuka.

"She seems nice," Willow said.

"Yes she is, and a very good worker," I said as we moved to the dining room.

"She's cute too," Elizabeth noted.

"Yes, but too young for me, so don't worry," I replied.

"Daphne knows to behave," Asuka noted and then asked me, "When are you going to give that poor girl enough money to pay for her tuition?"

"I just slipped a check in the pizza money for ten grand, that should be enough for now," I said.

"That was generous," Elizabeth stated.

"It's nothing," I told her. "She works very hard and her mom can't help her. She deserves some help."

"I agree she could use the help, but can you afford that?" she asked.

The other two laughed.

"Ok, what's so funny?" Elizabeth asked, looking perturbed.

"Modelling pays very well apparently," Willow told her gently. "He put five hundred thousand in our band's account last week to pay for the studio and Vera our manager and probably some of the tour expenses too."

"Oh, I didn't know he was well off as well as a hunk," Elizabeth observed. "Though the Ferrari he rented for the prom should have given me a clue."

"Calvin Klein makes a great deal of money off of me, so they like to make sure that I'm happy as well," I said. "Please let me know if you need anything so I can spoil you a little bit as well."

"I'm fine but it's nice to know I won't starve if my family disowns me for dating you," she replied with a grin.

"Oh, I won't be welcome at the Ford house?" I asked.

"They're probably already picking out suitable candidates for a husband for their only daughter," she said as we sat down. "I usually try and run them down the first chance I get so the list is getting harder to fill. While you may be well off, you probably don't have the proper background to be deemed suitable in their eyes."

"I'm crushed," I said, putting on a sad face.

Everyone grabbed some slices and we dug in while we talked.

"So your family is very well off?" Willow asked.

"My family is the Ford family, as in the Ford car company," she replied before looking at me. "Sorry I didn't tell you earlier, but like you, I wanted you to like me for me, not for my family name or money."

"Its fine, we're even," I said. "I suppose they're all Michigan State fans too?"

"Everyone went there, my mom and dad, and my three brothers," she admitted. "I didn't have a choice of where to go to school."

"Swell," I said.

"Dinners at the family mansion should be interesting," Willow remarked with a grin.

They all laughed at that while I rolled my eyes. The conversation went on to other things, like our martial arts, Willow's music and Elizabeth's racing and fascination with engines and cars in general. Once we were finished eating, we sat down in the living room.

"This is what we have so far," Elizabeth took charge. "Asuka gets you three nights before and after the Dojo; Willow and I split Friday and Saturday, depending on when I need you for a sorority function or an event with the family. I'll take the Wednesday and she'll take the Monday evening. This is all tentative of course."

"Of course," I said. "You do realize I need my evenings for homework during the week?"

"We would just spend some time here with you during the week," Willow said. "Have supper with you and read or watch TV while you work."

"That's ok but I'll be doing a lot of programming so I kind of get in the zone sometimes," I informed them.

"We can make sure you take breaks now and then," Asuka responded.

"Ok, we'll see how things go," I agreed.

"As I said, I might need you as an escort on the weekend so I might have to introduce you as my boyfriend," Elizabeth said, looking a little worried at everyone. "How does everyone think about that?"

"I have no problems with that as long as we are all equal in Michael's eyes," Asuka said.

"I'm not so comfortable with that," Willow admitted. "It gives you a big advantage down the road. I'm not saying that either of us will end up with Mikey permanently, but if you get to be his girlfriend now and never give it up, where does that leave me?"

"How about she just introduces me as her date," I suggested. "Her family and friends can assume whatever they want, but the three of you are still equal. You're all dating me."

"Hmmm, not great but I can live with it," Elizabeth stated.

"I can live with that too," Willow agreed.

"Glad to hear it," I said. "What else do we have to talk about?"

"Each of us is different, so there will be different levels of intimacy on our dates," Elizabeth said with some delicacy. "We've agreed not to get jealous of each other and not try to compete against each other for the next couple of months. We'll handle any birth control issues and all of us will get tested though we don't think any of us has a cause for concern."

"I was tested for everything back at the end of May at the combine and haven't been with anyone since," I told them.

"Good to hear it," Elizabeth replied.

"I have a bit of concern or issue," I said. "You're splitting me up to be individually with me but I think I'd like to spend time as a group as well. I propose that Sunday is a group day where we can all spend time together, if you can make it of course. We could go to brunch and then do something as a group. I don't want this to be me with three different women; I'd like us to be friends."

"I'm fine with that," Asuka said. "It would be nice to have friends here."

"After that, how can I say no?" Willow asked. "I'm happy to hang out with all of you."

"I have family commitments sometimes but I'll be happy to spend time with you when I can," Elizabeth added.

"I'm very glad to hear it," I said to them all. "Here's to the start of a beautiful friendship."

We all raised our glasses and clicked them together.

"Ok, I have assignments due tomorrow so I'm going to head back to Lansing," Elizabeth said a bit later.

"I have as well," I admitted.

"And I have to unpack and get settled in for tomorrow morning," Willow added, getting up as well.

Asuka joined us getting up and they all put their shoes on.

"Who wants to see my new car before I go?" Elizabeth asked with some enthusiasm.

"I suppose we can go see it," Willow said.

We piled into the elevator and I asked them to keep the Olympic tryout a secret until they announced it next week. They agreed as the doors opened and we walked outside to look at the light blue Mustang.

"It's a brand new Mustang Cobra Jet," Elizabeth said with visible enthusiasm. "It's a production race car and only fifty a year are made. It's very, very fast."

"It looks like it would fly," I said.

"We should put it up against my bike sometime," Asuka added.

"We can do that at the Michigan proving grounds, on the weekend when Mike is in New York," Elizabeth told her with a grin.

"I will be there if you let me know where and when," Asuka promised.

"How about you Willow, want to take a ride in it on the weekend?" Elizabeth asked.

"I guess so," Willow replied.

"Ok, we'll talk later and set it up," Elizabeth said. "Alright, tomorrow is Asuka's evening and then I'll see you on Wednesday. You'll owe Willow a date when you get back."

"Alright, I'll see you Wednesday anytime after four," I told her.

Elizabeth went up on her tippy toes and gave me a kiss and a hug.

"I'm glad we could work this out," she said to us all before getting into the car.

She started it up with a roar and grinned as she peeled out of the driveway and onto the road.

"She is a good addition to our group," Asuka said as we headed back in. "I like her."

"You would, you're as much a speed demon as she is," I remarked. "She's very confident and likes to be in charge. You two need to keep on your toes with her or she'll take over. I like how you stood up to her on the girlfriend thing, Willow."

"It was too important to let her get away with it," Willow responded. "My music might keep us apart from time to time, but I'm not going to lose you again."

"That goes for me as well," Asuka added. "I think we make a good group. Elizabeth is nowhere as pushy as Mitsy was and Willow is very committed to be with you. We will have to make every effort to make this work."

They both gave me kisses and hugs when I stopped the elevator on Willow's floor.

"I'll see you tomorrow afternoon," I told Asuka. "Willow, don't forget to email Daphne your grocery list."

"I'll do that tonight," she promised. "Can I pop in to see you before you go to New York?"

"Of course you can, just because one of you is with me, doesn't mean the others can't come over," I told her. "The three of you should probably talk about that and anything else while I'm gone."

"We will," Willow responded. "I'll see you soon."

"Good night, Michael, I'll see you here for supper, which I will bring," Asuka said.

"Good night you two," I replied and went upstairs.

I finished my assignments due tomorrow and then read ahead for all three courses before calling it a night. My phone rang and it was Daphne.

"Hey Daphne, you're calling late, is everything ok?" I asked.

"Mike, I appreciate the offer but I can't accept this check," she said. "I want to earn my way."

"And you are, it's just not fast enough and I don't want you to miss out this semester," I told her. "You know I can afford it and it makes me happy to help someone who works so hard. I'm not giving it to a lazy bum who doesn't deserve it. So, you take it and pay for your tuition and any books and supplies you need, understand?"

"Mike, it doesn't feel right taking this check," she said.

"You would rather miss out on an education because of your pride?" I asked. "There is pride and there is foolishness. You deserve some help. Think of it this way. It took me twenty minutes to earn that money. Surely you're worth twenty minutes of my time."

"I guess so," she replied. "I just don't want charity."

"This is assistance, not charity," I clarified. "I want to see that check cashed tomorrow Daphne or I'll be most upset."

"Well, I can't have my most important customer upset, now can I?" she conceded. "Thank you Mike, you're a good man."

"And you're a great young lady," I told her. "I expect you to get great marks and do something great with your life."

"I'll work my butt off making sure I do," she replied.

"Leave your cute butt just as it is," I said with a laugh. "I might see you Wednesday but if not you have the key, right?"

"Right," she replied. "So you think my butt is cute?"

"Of course I do, but I'm not getting into trouble by saying or doing anything else," I told her. "Good night Daphne."

"Good night, Mike and thanks so much," she replied.

"You're very welcome," I replied. "Bye for now."

We hung up and I felt good about helping her. She deserved to go to college and it was easy for me to help her.

I hit the hay but it took a while to fall asleep as I thought about the three ladies in my life. In the end, I vowed to enjoy myself with them and not get too worried about the long term relationship as I didn't have a clue where any of us would be in the fall.

Tuesday morning I stepped up my workout, adding both weight and extra reps to my sets. I wanted to add a few pounds to deal with the heavier bodies of the NHlers at the orientation camp in a few weeks. I would have to watch my diet to make sure it went on as muscle instead of fat. I had gotten down to two hundred and thirty-five pounds and when I had looked up some of the weights of the guys most likely to go, I found that only Joe Thornton weighed that much. I still wanted a few pounds extra in case I had to try and move him from the front of the net.

After working out, I got on the ice and concentrated on skills practice for half of the hour and then shooting for the other half.

After the two morning classes, I called Coach and let him know the times I booked during the week and that I would have the ice early in the morning all week. He said he would start showing up next week. After another interesting game design class, I hit the ice and worked on power skating as well as carrying the puck in on Oz and getting off quick wrist and snap shots at various points inside the blue line. There wasn't always time to get off a booming slap shot so having other shots to use would help. It could also catch a goalie off guard by switching up when he expected a longer windup.

I had a quick shower and went back to my condo. I smelt something cooking when I stepped inside and went to the kitchen to investigate. Asuka was working beside the stove cutting up some vegetables and then added them to a frying pan before looking over at me.

"Hello Michael how was your day?" she asked with a smile.

"Very good, I got in some good practice in the morning and the afternoon sessions," I replied. "Game design was interesting as well. How was your day?"

"Good, Mitsy and I attended a few meetings and I also got to research some recipes," Asuka replied. "I'm trying out a Japanese stir fry tonight."

"It smells delicious," I complimented her.

"Thank you," she replied. "It should be ready in fifteen minutes if you would like to set the table."

I set the dining room table up and chatted with her until the food was ready. She poured the stir fry over some rice and we carried our plates out to the dining room.

I tried a couple of forkfuls and it was delicious.

"Very tasty Asuka, you're a good cook," I told her.

"Thank you Michael, I'm trying to learn new things so I can fit back into regular society," she said. "I'd like to start enjoying life and I think you and I can be good for each other."

"I agree," I told her. "We should go out sometimes, to a movie or to an Art exhibit or anything else you might like to do."

"I would like that very much," she replied.

After supper I finished up my assignments for tomorrow while she cleaned up and then she rode with me in the SUV to the dojo.

"Mitsy and Norio aren't going to be joining us, they've decided to take a lower level class together," Asuka told me as we stretched.

"That's too bad," I said.

"They will get the right level of instruction there rather than trying to do too much to keep up to us," Asuka explained.

Sensei came in and we went through the forms and then they decided to go against me two on one, first without weapons and then with. I constantly had to shift to try and keep them from bracketing me while avoiding their attacks. They sped up and I had to go on instinct to defend against simultaneous attacks.

It was soon after that I realized that I was still upright and not only defending myself well but I had time for a counter attack every few seconds. A minute later I slipped a punch through Sensei's defences and had to pull it at the last split second before I hurt him. As it was, he staggered back and I turned my attention to Asuka to push aside a kick to the stomach and sweep her pivot leg aside. I followed her to the ground and stopped a punch to her face as her knee stopped just before hitting me in the groin.

"Very good Michael, your instinct finally kicked in when you were overwhelmed and your brain couldn't keep up," Sensei said as he picked himself up from the mat.

He walked back to us, rubbing his stomach as I helped Asuka up.

"Very good, Michael," Asuka complemented me. "At a certain point you have to stop thinking and just react."

"Something just clicked and everything was clearer," I told them. "It should be interesting to see if I can do that again."

"It's been my experience that once you have that breakthrough, it gets easier to let go," Sensei remarked. "Let's try it with weapons next."

We got some bamboo rods and they came at me from both sides. It was tough to keep up but I tried my best and then it clicked again when I stopped trying so hard to think of every move. I took the attack to them and got in a grove beating them to the attack. I knocked the rod out of Asuka's hands and then quickly concentrated on Sensei. We went at it for a few seconds but he managed to hold me off long enough to let Asuka retrieve her rod and rejoin the fight. I held them off for a couple minutes until they combined to knock my rod out of my hand and stuff an end into my gut to knock the wind out of me.

"Good work Michael," Sensei said once I caught my breath.

"Thanks, but I have a long way to go," I said, rubbing my stomach.

"You're up against two experienced fighters," he told me. "You did very well. How about we take a break and then you and Asuka can do some sparring one on one?"

"Sounds good to me," replied.

I held my own with Asuka for longer than usual and got in a couple of shots as did she. We took a break and went at it a couple more times before we called it a night.

I drove home and Asuka came up with me to the condo, saying she had things to pick up. She went into the kitchen and got a bag and came back out. Instead of heading to the front door, she continued on to the hallway towards the bedrooms.

"I'm going to have a shower," she said. "Would you like to join me or have one in your room?"

"Um, I'm not sure," I said.

"Michael, it's still our date night," she reminded me.

"I wasn't aware we were proceeding so quickly," I said.

"I'm going to get undressed and get in the shower," she responded. "I suggest you let your instincts take over like you have all night and things will go well for you."

She smiled and she was transformed from a serious and tough looking fighter to a beautiful and sexy woman. I kicked off my shoes and found myself heading down the hallway without thinking about it. She was going to head into the guest bathroom but I grabbed her hand and pulled her farther down the hall into the bigger bathroom attached to my bedroom.

"Stop," I commanded when she started to take off her top.

"Why?" she asked, the top half way up her stomach.

"That's my job now," I told her and reached for her.

"Oh, ok," she replied with a smile.

"You, my dear, must remember one thing from now on," I said, reaching for her top.

"What is that, Michael?" she asked as I slowly pulled her shirt up to expose her muscular torso.

"When you smile, you're one of the most gorgeous women I have ever seen," I told her. "It's by far your most powerful weapon against me."

"You should never tell a fighter that Michael," she said, shaking her head with a frown.

"I didn't," I responded. "I told my woman that."

"Oh," she replied and then smiled after thinking about it for a second.

She raised her arms over her head and let me pull off her shirt. She wasn't wearing a bra so I could see her perfect breasts, not large but just right for her slim frame and very firm and already her nipples were hard.

I dropped the tee shirt to the floor and Asuka moved close and draped her arms around my neck and pulled me down for a kiss. She let go of my neck and started working my shirt up my chest while my hands travelled down her back and slipped into her tight sweats. I pulled her close to me by her ass and she moaned into my mouth when she rubbed up against my hardening erection.

She leaned her torso back and continued to pull off my shirt, stopping the kiss when she had to bring it over my head. I knelt down and pulled off her pants and discovered she wasn't wearing underwear either. She held on to my shoulder and stepped out of them one leg at a time. I caressed her leg as I stood up and lightly brushed her pussy on the way up.

Asuka moaned again as my fingers discovered how wet she already was. Her legs opened and I used the moisture to moisten her little button at the top and start rubbing it gently.

"Oh Michael," she whispered. "You're through all my defences already."

"I'm glad, now I'll see the real you," I replied as I eased a finger inside her slowly and gently.

She was very tight, even with how wet she was. I leaned down to kiss her and she kissed me with a passion I had never seen from her. Her hands caressed my shoulders, chest and went down my abdomen as she slipped her tongue into my mouth. Her hips started moving and forced my finger deeper in her as my thumb took over rubbing her clit.

Asuka's hands worked their way into my sweats and pulled them down to my thighs. She then slipped my tight underwear down as well and grasped my cock when it popped up. Her hands were surprisingly gentle as she explored it for a bit before sliding one of them back and forth in time with her hips as she rode my finger.

It took her a surprisingly short time to reach her peak as she started gasping for air as she sped up her hips. She held onto my spare arm that was holding her up while I my other drove her over the top. Her hips went wild as she flooded my hand with her juices. I was watching her face and she had her eyes closed and panted heavily but kept quiet as she came hard.

I held her up as I slowed down my other hand in time with her hips until she stopped moving them. I slid out my hand and picked her up in my arms, her arms quickly wrapping around my neck.

I turned on the water in the shower with one hand and waited until it was warm before stepping underneath the spray. I made sure she got wet and warmed up before ducking and getting my head under the spray.

"Michael, you can put me down now," she said with a smile.

"I like holding you," I told her.

"And I like you holding me as well, but we need to get washed up," Asuka stated.

I put her down and held her until she was steady on her feet. She smiled up at me and then stepped in front of me to get under the water. I watched as she let the water soak her hair and then I reached for the shampoo and poured some in my hands and started washing her hair.

"Michael, I can wash my own hair," she said in a soft protest.

"I'm sure you can, but I want to do it," I told her. "Try and enjoy it."

"You're ruining all my plans for tonight," she muttered.

"Are you enjoying it anyway?" I asked.

"Very much so, but I was supposed to be seducing you," she replied, her eyes closed as I continued with her hair.

"You seduced me with your smile," I told her. "You made the first move now let me take care of you tonight."

"Alright Michael," she said, smiling up at me.

I used some suds to wash her face and then her torso, taking extra care of her breasts. My hands spread the shampoo suds all over her body as she seemed to enjoy my caresses. I turned her around and admired the tattoos on shoulder blades and back of her shoulders. They were green and red matching dragons with fiery eyes and long teeth and talons. She had another smaller pair on her lower back leading to her butt. Finally, I put her back under the water and rinsed her hair and face until the shampoo was gone.

She wiped her eyes off and opened them to see me smiling down at her.

"Can I wash you now?" she asked.

"Nope, I still have to wash you," I told her, reaching for soap and a washcloth.

"You just did," she protested.

"No that was just exploring," I said with a grin.

I proceeded to soap her up from head to toe, making sure she was squeaky clean before I rinsed her off and the washcloth off.

"Ok, my turn," she demanded, grabbing the shampoo and looking up at me. "Under the water, Michael."

"Yes Ma'am," I said and ducked my head under the spray.

I kept my eyes closed and bent my head down so she could reach it easily and she gently started shampooing my hair. Asuka also used the suds to do a body wash, exploring my body with her slick hands. After letting me rinse, she used the washcloth on me and then had me rinse again. I pulled her under the water with me and gave her a hug and a kiss.

"Shall I take care of this now so you're not so rushed the first time?" she asked as she grabbed my erection that was hitting her in the stomach.

"I think I'll wait if you don't mind," I told her as I shut off the water.

I reached for a towel and bundled her up in it and used a second one to dry her hair while she dried herself off. I quickly dried off when she took over her hair and I ran a comb through my hair. She took it afterwards and combed her hair back off of her face and tucked the still wet strands behind her ears.

I led the way into the bedroom and she put a towel on the pillow on one side.

"Ok, my turn Michael," she said with a smile. "I'm going to give you a massage and then we'll continue on from there."

"Sounds nice," I replied as I lay down on my stomach.

She straddled my legs and worked my shoulders, arms and back for the next ten minutes with her strong hands. She was an expert at finding the tense spots and working out the kinks in my muscles. She continued down my lower back and then kneeled between my legs and did the backs of each of them.

Asuka had me turn over and did my front, sitting so that my cock contacted her pussy. She made sure that she rubbed it while still massaging me with her hands. After moving down to massage the front of my legs, she lowered her mouth onto me and lightly circled the head with her tongue. I grabbed the sheets as she took the head inside her mouth and continued to swirl her tongue. One hand grabbed the shaft and worked in time with her mouth as she bobbed her head, all the while looking up into my face.

She couldn't take too much into her mouth but it felt terrific and I soon got close to cumming.

"Asuka honey, I'm getting close," I told her.

She winked and continued on and I let loose a minute later with a shout. She swallowed quickly but let some run down when it got too much for her. I put my head back and tried to catch my breath. I felt her tongue on me, cleaning me up and then she got off the bed and went into the washroom. She came back in a minute with a washcloth and finished the job and then lay beside me.

I leaned over and gave her a kiss and she smelled and tasted of mouthwash.

"That was wonderful," I told her with a smile.

"I'm glad you liked it," she replied, returning the smile.

"Now it's my turn to give you a massage," I said, sitting up. "On your stomach, my lady."

She complied and I proceeded to try and duplicate her excellent massage. She seemed to enjoy it as she sighed and relaxed underneath my hands. I spent extra time on her tight ass and she obligingly spread her legs to let me caress her pussy from behind. Her hips rose a bit and I took time to get her worked up before continuing on with her legs.

I had her turn over and continued to ramp up her desire by tweaking her nipples after massaging her neck and shoulders. I moved down to her tight stomach and then bypassed her pussy to finish her legs. She was panting and looking down at me with a lustful look that turned me on.

I leaned overtop of her and gave her a kiss which she returned with some passion. I had to break it off so I could continue downward and take her breast and nipple into my mouth.

"Michael!" she said loudly, arching her back while she pulled my head to her breast.

After a minute, Asuka moved my head over to the other one and then pushed me downward. I kissed my way down her stomach and then teased her by kissing around her pussy.

"Michael!" she growled.

I grinned up at her and then got down to business. She was open and wet and I ran my tongue through her lips to find her clit. She hissed when I hit it and I concentrated on it while easing a finger inside her.

She was surprisingly responsive and I had no trouble taking her up and over for her second climax. I gave her only a few moments to rest and then started up again.

"Get up here Michael," Asuka commanded and grabbed my ears to make my decision an easy one.

She hugged me tight and kissed me, not caring if I still had my juices on my face.

"That was excellent," she said in between kisses. "Now it's time to make me yours."

She slipped her hand between us and lined me up as her legs spread wide. Once she had me at her opening, she wrapped her legs around me and pulled me in. I took it slow and just popped the head in and stopped as she was super tight.

"You're very big," she said.

"I'll take it slow and easy," I told her, watching her face closely.

She smiled up at me and pushed her hips upward and forced more of me inside her.

"It's ok Michael, I'm not a blushing bride," she told me. "I'll open up soon enough."

I pulled back and eased back in, going further than I wanted to when she used her hands to pull me in. She moved her hands to my hips and started directing my movements by pulling or pushing me. It took a few minutes until she opened enough to take me in as far as she could without wincing.

I took over then and make love to her with a slow, steady rhythm. She tried to urge me faster but gave up when I just bowed my head and took her breast into my mouth. She moaned and held me tight and brought her legs up to my sides. Her pussy started squeezing me every time I pushed into her and quickly got me excited. She made sure that I rubbed on her clit each time so she was getting turned on as well.

We kept it up for a few minutes but we hit a plateau and neither seemed to be rising to a finish.

"How about a new position?" I asked.

"That would be nice," Asuka replied.

I pulled out and she sat up and gave me a kiss.

"Do you have a preference or shall I take over for a bit?" she asked.

"I'm easy," I told her. "If you have a favourite position we can try that."

"I have a couple," she said. "Let me take care of you for a bit and then we can try the other later."

"Ok," I agreed.

"On your back then," she commanded with a grin.

I lay down beside her and turned over to look at her. Asuka took my cock in her hand and leaned down to lick it and take it in her mouth. It didn't take long for me to get very stiff again as she licked and sucked on me. Holding me in one hand, she climbed on top of me and lowered herself slowly down on me. Once I was in as far as she could take me, she sighed and leaned down to lie on me while looking at me with a sultry smile.

"This is my favourite position because I can control the speed and depth while squeezing you tightly," Asuka said. "Enjoy."

She sat back up and started moving slowly up and down as I reached to tweak her nipples. She had amazing control of her internal muscles and used them to squeeze me on the way down. I had to fight not to cum within the first five minutes.

Asuka ground herself on me every time she hit bottom and soon she was as excited as I was. I started thrusting up into her as she sped up and it took only a few more minutes for her to make me cum, which allowed her to let loose and orgasm right after.

She collapsed on top of me and we lay there for a few minutes to catch our breath.

"That was fantastic," I told her. "You felt wonderful around me."

"And you felt wonderful in me," she said, patting my chest.

Eventually she got up and went to clean up. She brought a washcloth back and cleaned me up before getting back into bed and lay down beside me.

"Do you mind if I stay the night?" she asked.

"Of course not," I replied. "You don't have to lay way over there either."

She moved in close and rested her arm on my chest.

"I head to the arena early to work out and then go on the ice," I told her. "Sleep in and make yourself at home if you like."

"I'll head back to Mitsy when you leave," Asuka informed me. "I have to relieve the security that watches over her when I come here."

"Alright, you have a good night," I told her, giving her a kiss.

"Good night Michael," she replied.

Wednesday morning Asuka and I got up when the alarm went off. She had a quick shower while I got my stuff ready for the day.

"Have a good day, Michael," she said, giving me a kiss before putting on her helmet. "Remember Elizabeth will be here around five. You might want to call her and discuss dinner plans."

"I'll do that," I replied. "You have a good day too and say hi to Mitsy. I had a wonderful night with you."

"As did I with you," she replied with a smile.

She took off with a roar and I followed more slowly, turning the other way to the arena.

The day was pretty much a repeat of yesterday, with a workout, on-ice skating and shooting as well as classes. It felt good to be back in a routine and I finished my two assignments for tomorrow's classes at lunch and before afternoon practice. I called Elizabeth and left a message that I would handle dinner by picking up some steaks and barbequing on the balcony unless she had a problem with that.

After practice, I stopped by a butcher and picked up a few cuts of meat for several meals and then drove home. I saw her mustang parked in the visitor's lot so I stopped off at the lobby and found her in the small alcove waiting for me.

"Sorry Elizabeth, I stopped by the butcher's to get some meat," I told her, showing her the bag.

"No problem, I just got here," she replied. "Come here a minute."

I stepped closer and she pulled me down for a passionate kiss and hug.

"Hmmm, that was nice," I said.

I grabbed my mail and we went upstairs to the condo. After putting our books on the dining room table, she helped me marinate the steaks and get some potatoes wrapped in tinfoil for the barbeque. I got the barbeque started up and we put the meat and potatoes on low before spreading out our school work on the table. One of us went out every five minutes or so to check on the steaks and flip them over.

I had a bag salad that we washed up to start with and then we put pulled off the steaks and potatoes from the barbeque and sat down for the meal. We covered the potatoes in butter, sour cream and bacon bits and enjoyed our meal.

"So, how was your day, dear?" Elizabeth asked with a grin.

"Fine, and yours Honey?" I replied.

"Same old, same old," she responded. "I did talk to my mom today and she wants to meet you. I didn't tell her who you are yet, just that I had a date tonight with a tall, light and handsome man."

"I'm sure we can arrange something next week if you'd like," I told her. "Maybe go out for dinner sometime where they'll feel comfortable."

"I'd like that," she said. "She won't stop bugging me until they check you out so maybe a week from tonight?"

"I guess so, if not the weekend," I suggested. "Just let me know the details and the dress code and I'll be there."

"Thanks Mike," she replied.

I nodded and we continued to eat.

"This is a really good meal," she said after a while.

"It was a team effort," I responded. "I don't barbeque enough."

"It's probably not fun cooking for one," she stated.

"I usually stick to simpler things," I conceded. "Do you do much cooking?"

"No, I'm just too busy to fend for myself," she replied. "I'll pick something up or usually just grab something at a school cafeteria or at the sorority house. I'll probably have to learn when I move to an apartment for fall semester though. I can't stand all the politics and infighting at the sorority. Women can such bitches sometimes. Sometimes it can be fun but those times are few and far between."

"Why join in the first place?" I asked.

"My mother was in that sorority so I was a legacy and she wouldn't hear of me not joining," she replied. "It's not for me. I'm more interested in cars and engines than gossip, clothes, frat boys and who's dating who on campus."

"But you're willing to take time out to be with me," I stated.

"I may be a tomboy but I'm still interested in men," she said. "And you're by far the most interesting man I've met."

"I'm flattered you think so, but I'm sure you've met some pretty important men at your family's functions," I responded.

"Important doesn't mean I'm interested in them or that I'd date them," she explained. "Most guys my age are immature; most men that are mature are too old. You're surprisingly just right."

"Thank you for the compliment, but I'm not that mature," I chuckled. "I still like to play computer games, play sports and hit people from time to time."

"Oh well, no one's perfect," she replied with a grin.

"You set the bar pretty high," I told her. "You're beautiful, mature, highly intelligent, and sophisticated and love to tinker with engines. I've never met someone like you before. I like that you're fairly unique."

"So we could make an interesting couple," she stated. "It will be interesting to see how we get along."

"I think as long as we can compromise and respect each other's feelings, we'll get along fine," I replied. "I think it will be harder for you to get along with Asuka and Willow than with me. I'm pretty easy going and you don't seem too bossy or witchy."

"I try not to be," she replied. "I hope the four of us all get along. I like the two of them."

After we finished dinner, we cleaned up together and then continued to work on our assignments. I watched Elizabeth from time to time and she tackled her work with a single minded focus that impressed me. It was after eight when we finished up and packed our books away.

"So what's next on our exciting date?" she asked with a grin.

"We sit and talk and learn more about each other," I said. "It won't be the most romantic first date ever, but this isn't the most conventional situation we find ourselves in."

"The night is young, we might have a bit of time for some romance yet," Elizabeth corrected my thinking as she led the way over to the couch.

She sat me down and then stretched out her long legs and put her head on my lap, looking up at me.

"Ok, tell me all about Mike Stewart," she demanded.

I looked down at her smiling face and then at her lovely body. She was wearing a tank top and short shorts and she looked very inviting.

"Eyes up here Mister," she stated with a fake frown.

"Yes Ma'am," I replied with a grin.

So for the next quarter hour I told her about growing up in Dryden and then what happened in the last year after I came to Ann Arbor.

"Ok, your turn," I said, looking down at her.

She grabbed my hand that was on closest to her and held it to her stomach.

"You're so warm," she said, snuggling against my arm.

"We could go sit outside if you like," I suggested. "You're not dressed for air conditioning."

"No, I'll use you for my heat source," she told me.

She told me about growing up in the Ford household and having to learn etiquette and how to dance and all the other things a lady must learn. She loved to sneak away and tinker with her oldest brother's car when he was working on it, an old mustang at the start. She talked her dad into getting her one of her own to work on when she was twelve and it was still in the back garage back home, all fixed up. Boys started taking an interest in her when she started high school and, while she had some interest in boys, she waited until after sixteen to really explore the opposite sex. She seduced a senior that she was attracted to but didn't enjoy it. A college friend of her third brother was next and was at least proficient if not romantic. In college, she tried again with an older graduate student and had better results until she caught him with another freshman. Her last boyfriend lasted two months and they broke up when he went back home after graduating.

"You're due for some better luck with men," I told her.

"That, or convert to the other side," she replied with a laugh. "I've had offers all through high school and college, probably because I come across as a bit butch."

"You're looking all woman to me right now," I told her, rubbing her stomach a bit. "Besides, I bet you look pretty sexy working on a car. Not that you wouldn't look sexy with another woman if you decided to see what the experience was all about."

"I'm sure you would love to watch, right?" she asked.

"I'd have to hand in my man card if I didn't watch you anytime," I said with a grin. "Well, not with another guy. That would suck big time."

"Oh, so you're allowed to date three women at the same time but we have to be monogamous with you?" she inquired. "That's quite the double standard, Mike."

"True it's not fair, but you three, with you being the ringleader, made this deal up, not me," I replied. "I must admit to that being a deal breaker for me. If we're going to make this work, than it's just the four of us."

"I don't think you have to worry, Asuka is very devoted to you and Willow has waited a long time to be with you," she said.

"How about you, I'm sure you get offers all the time?" I asked.

"I'm not interested in anyone else but you," she told me. "If we don't get along or suit each other, I'd tell you and we can move on without any hard feelings. I'm looking for a long term thing with you, even though we don't know how things will turn out. There isn't anyone in the world that I would trade you for."

"I'm happy to hear it, because the three of you are very much at the top of my list as well," I said.

I leaned down and gave her a kiss. I could faintly taste the tobacco of a cigarette on her breath.

"I do have one issue with you though," I said when I sat back up.

"Oh, what might that be?" she asked.

"Your smoking," I told her.

"You sound like my mom," she said, sitting up.

"One, your mom doesn't have to kiss you, but she will have to bury you if you continue to smoke," I said sternly. "I've had to bury my mother after watching her fade away from breast cancer and it's a horrible thing for everyone to go through. I'd rather not go through that again with someone I care about. Smoking has no redeeming value and for someone of your intelligence and strength, I'm surprised you allow yourself to be addicted to anything."

"I'm not addicted; I just smoke now and again at parties and with a few of the girls at the sorority," she defended herself.

"You of all people don't need to smoke to look cool or fit in," I replied. "There isn't a woman I know who should intimidate you into feeling insecure. I know it's a hard habit to break, but I want you to try."

"And if I don't want to?" she asked.

I sighed and then said, "Then I would say I had a nice first date with you and have a good life, however short it may be."

"You would stop seeing me?" she asked in shock.

"There are already too many things in this world that cause people to get sick," I said. "For you to put your loved ones through something like that on purpose is perhaps the most selfish thing you could do. I don't want to be with someone who would subject us to that possibility when she could do something to avoid it."

She looked at me for a long time, and I watched the various emotions show on her face.

She finally spoke up, "Fine, I'll quit."

I gave her a big smile and pulled her in for a hug.

"You had me scared there for a minute," I admitted to her. "You looked ready to tell me where to go and march out of here. How about I take you anywhere you want to go in the world as a reward for quitting."

She couldn't help smiling.

"I had you scared, did I?" she asked. "I don't do well with ultimatums. And don't think I won't take you up on that reward. I've always wanted to go to Australia and swim the Great Barrier Reef."

"Your wish is my command, my lady," I said. "I'm not sure when, but we will go swimming with the fishes."

"It's the least you can do make up for how annoying my life is going to be for the next month," she pouted.

"I'll have to take your mind off of it in other ways," I said, giving her another kiss as my hands caressed her back.

"Hmmm, I bet if they offered this incentive to quit, many more women would give up the habit," she said with a grin before kissing me again.

She moved onto my lap and we made out like teenagers. My hands stopped at her waist while hers were in my hair holding my head. I wanted to grab her ass and pull her tight against me but I didn't want to spoil the moment in case she wanted to go at a normal pace.

"We better stop here, before I get carried away," she said when she broke off the kiss.

"Ok," I said, taking my hands off of her.

"Hey, you're supposed to want to keep going and I have to push you away," she pouted.

"Oh, sorry," I said, leaning back in to kiss her again.

"Enough all ready," she said, pushing me away a minute later. "I'm not some trollop that get's into your bed on a first date."

"Um, we're on the couch," I replied.

"And that's where we're staying, mister!" she replied, her arms still around my neck.

"Ok, you're acting a bit strange," I said. "We can go as slow or fast as you want, Elizabeth; no one will know except us."

"I'm supposed to be a lady," she reminded me. "There is a definite sequence of events to these things. One cannot be seen as coveting a gentleman too quickly or the lady will appear less than ladylike."

"I see, my lady," I responded. "I'm surprised you entered a gentleman's abode without a proper chaperone to protect your virtue in the first place."

She smirked and gave me another kiss, her tongue insisting on entering my mouth. My hands moved up and down her sides making sure not to touch her breasts. She moved her mouth to my neck and trailed kisses down to my chest until she hit my shirt.

"You shouldn't be wearing this shirt," she said.

"I'll take it off if you take yours off," I replied with a grin.

"Not a chance, Mister," she retorted. "I need to tell my mom all about this and this is as far as I'm willing to tell her we went on a first date."

"I see," I said. "So you're going to tell her what we do on every date we go on?"

"No, just the first couple so she knows things are going ok," Elizabeth responded. "She still worries about her only daughter."

"That's nice," I said as she got off of my lap and straightened herself up.

So, you're gone until Sunday night. We should plan what we do next Wednesday. Do you think you could visit my folks? If not, maybe on the weekend?"

She looked so hopeful that I couldn't say no.

"I'm sure we could, whatever day you want," I told her. "If you want to spend a lot of time with them, we should make it on the weekend; but Wednesday is ok if it's just for dinner."

She thought about it and replied, "Let's make it Wednesday, so we can spend our weekend date doing whatever we want, just the two of us. I'll pick you up next Wednesday because we can't show up driving a Lexus."

"I guess I better get a Ford if we're going to keep seeing each other," I sighed theatrically.

"Damn right you will," she replied with a grin. "I'll come along and make sure you get a good one."

"Alright, we'll do that in the next couple of weeks," I said. "Let me know the dress code for next Wednesday with your parents. I can be ready by about four thirty."

"Ok, assume suit and tie, and we can always have you take off the tie and jacket when we get there," she said. "Thanks for being so accommodating."

"No problem, eat here or somewhere else, it's no big thing," I said. "Besides, I love it when you dress up. You look very sexy and all woman."

"Alright, I should go," she said, looking at her watch. "Willow wanted to spend a few minutes with you before you left for New York, so she'll be here in five minutes. She's going to meet me at the stairway door so she can come up and I'll catch the elevator on her floor."

"Ok, I had a great first date with you," I told her as we stood up.

"As did I," she replied with a smile.

We kissed one last time by the door.

"Don't worry, I'm not a prude," she whispered in my ear. "I want you as much as I hope you want me."

"That much?" I asked with a grin. "I'm surprised you can walk out the door then."

"I'm surprised you kept your hands off my good parts," she replied before her tongue swirled around my ear.

She stepped away and opened the door, looking at me with a sexy grin.

"I'll see you in a week, Mike," she said before walking down the hall.

I stepped out to watch her sexy ass in those short shorts and she looked back to catch me looking. She wiggled her butt and laughed before opening the door for Willow. They whispered for a minute while looking back at me and then they hugged before Willow walked to me. She was in a tee shirt and shorts, almost as tight as Elizabeth's.

"Hey there beautiful," I said. "How was today's session?"

"Good, we got through one song, both the instrumental track and the vocals," she replied with a tired smile. "We stayed a bit longer to finish it off so I'm a bit tired."

"Well, I won't keep you long then," I told her as I gave her a hug and we went inside.

"Let's go sit outside, I've been cooped up inside all day," she suggested.

We each took a lounger out on the balcony and she told me more about her day.

"Vera is a very good manager," Willow stated. "She not only is a good organizer; she also has a very good musical ear. The song sounded so good when we put it all together, and that's even before we do any other editing and final mixing."

"That's great, I'm glad she's a big help," I responded. "How are Rach and Crystal?"

"Very good, they're enjoying it so far," she replied. "They like a couple of the session musicians already so it should get interesting."

"So, did Daphne come today?" I asked.

"Yes, and she brought a great lasagne for us," Willow answered. "It was so good and she did our laundry and cleaned the whole condo top to bottom. She did a great job. I want to pay for her work, Mikey."

"I'll handle it," I told her. "No use you spending money that you need for the band."

"That girl is got it bad for you, you know," Willow informed me.

"She's going to have to get over it because I can't handle you three let alone a forth woman," I told her. "She's one girl I'm just going to be a friend of."

"I guess I should be glad about that," she said. "So what should we do Monday evening?" she asked.

"Dinner here and you get to watch me do my homework," I said with a grin. "If you're lucky, you get five minutes of my time before I send you back downstairs."

"Oh, be still my beating heart," she said, holding her hands to her chest.

"I know, I know, five minutes is probably too long, but you'll just have to make sure you don't swoon," I responded with a straight face.

She laughed and came over and sat down on me, her back to my stomach.

"You are a funny guy," she said, leaning back to put her head beside mine as I put my arms around her. "Hmmm, this is nice."

"Very nice," I said into her ear. "So you're getting along with Elizabeth and Asuka?"

"Yes, we talk every day and make sure we're all on the same page when it comes to you," she replied. "Elizabeth looked gorgeous tonight; did you have a good time with her?"

"Yes, we had a nice dinner and got to know each other better," I told her. "I have to go meet her parents next week."

"That should be interesting, I bet they're going to be a bit stuffy and not be too thrilled about their only daughter dating you," Willow said. "At least Elizabeth isn't like that. She likes you for the right reasons."

"That's why I'm willing to go with her at least once to meet them," I told her. "So, what do you want to do on Monday evening?"

"Dinner and spend some time with you," she said with a grin. "However, next weekend I expect to have a proper night out, with you sweeping me off my feet for a romantic evening."

"Ok, I'll think about it and plan something out," I said. "I probably need to do it for the other two as well, something different for each of you."

"I'm sure they would appreciate it as much as I will," I she agreed. "This arrangement isn't the most romantic setup, so a little reminder that you care for us is nice."

"I care for all of you a lot, I hope you know that," I said, hugging her close. "I wish we could all spend more time together so you knew how much you meant to me."

"It's nice to hear it," she responded. "We made this agreement for practical reasons and kind of forced it on you. It's going to take time to get used to it."

"Hopefully everyone has some patience until we figure things out," I stated.

"Oh, don't worry about that," she replied. "None of us are going away for a couple months at least. Enough talking for now, I need a bit of attention if you're going away for a few days."

Willow turned around in my arms and planted a kiss on me, her tongue soon demanding entrance into my mouth. Our tongues wrestled for a bit in my mouth and then in hers as my hands travelled up and down her back. Her legs slipped to either side of me as she straddled my lower torso. I kept things tame for a while and she didn't' seem to want to go much further during our first make-out session.

"That was nice," she said, when she sat up a bit later.

"Very nice," I agreed. "You're a very good kisser."

"As are you," she replied with a smile. "And thank you for not moving too fast. I'm not experienced at all so it's nice to learn without the pressure of having to go all the way right away."

"Take all the time you want," I told her, rubbing her arms as she looked down at me. "I'm going to let you decide when to go further, if that's ok. I don't want to make you uncomfortable in any way."

"Thanks Mikey," she responded, leaning down to kiss me softly. "I want to learn everything with you so I won't be a prude about it, just slow. Hopefully Asuka and Elizabeth will keep you satisfied enough so that I'm not making you frustrated."

"Don't you worry about that at all," I assured her. "You go the pace you want and I'll appreciate every second with you."

That got me another smile and a hug before she eventually got up.

"I should go and get some rest," she said. "I find a good night's sleep is essential so we can start right away in the morning."

"Thanks for coming to visit me tonight," I said. "I can't wait until Monday."

"We'll all miss you," she said as we walked to the door.

"I hope the three of us spend some time together when I'm gone," I responded. "But you're all so busy yourselves so it won't be easy to find time."

"Oh, Elizabeth will drop in on her way to her parent's house and Asuka is close by," Willow responded. "We decided that we need to be good friends as well. Rach, Crystal and I spend so much time together during the week that we've decided to split up on the weekend so we don't get sick of each other. Elizabeth and Asuka are going to spend time with me, especially on Sunday."

"I'm glad to hear that," I told her.

"I'll see you Monday afternoon, unless you want some company Sunday evening if you get back at a decent hour," Willow said as we walked to the door.

"I'll let you know," I replied. "My flight lands at eight so I'll be back by nine. I might have some homework to finish up depending on how much spare time I have in New York."

"Ok, I'll be available if you want a bit of company to talk about your trip or just need a massage to relieve the tension of the trip," she informed me. "Have a safe trip and make sure you don't pick up any stray women for the weekend. If you expect us to be loyal, we expect you to be."

"I'll be good," I assured her. "There are always temptations but I've been pretty good at fending women off so it should be fine."

Willow got a worried look on her face and said, "I don't like the sounds of that. Should I take care of you tonight so you're not so tempted?"

"I'll be fine, Willow," I answered. "Don't look so worried. I don't like one night stands and I know what's waiting for me back here."

"You better, we're all counting on you and have put a great deal of effort into this," she told me as she came close.

She ran her hand down my chest to my abdomen until it was just above my shorts.

"Willow, don't do anything you're not ready for, just to ensure that I'm faithful," I told her. "I'll be good, I promise."

"Alright, but you're getting a reward when you get back," she said. "You're coming back to three women who will make sure that you don't have to stray, understand?"

"Ok, I'll look forward to whatever you come up with, but it will just be good to see you after a long weekend away from you," I said, leaning in and giving her a kiss.

Willow kissed me back with some passion and her hands pulled me tight again. Her whole body squeezed me tight and she made sure her chest and hips ground against me.

"Keep that up and I won't let you leave tonight," I told her.

"I'm just making sure you know what you have waiting for you," she replied with a grin. "Don't blow the opportunity you've wanted for years by sleeping with some tramp in New York. You wouldn't want some other man to be my first, would you?"

I growled a no out as I held her tight for a minute.

"I like your response," she said into my ear. "I want you so bad, Mikey. I'm yours as long as you want me, even if I have to share you with Asuka and Elizabeth. We won't be going too slow so just be a bit patient and we'll be together. I'll see you Sunday evening, ok?"

"Ok Willow," I said, leaning down to give her a kiss. "I can't wait to see you again Sunday night to get hugs like that again."

"You'll get a bit more that this," she promised. "I need to keep my man interested."

"I'm very interested," I assured her as my hands found her ass and squeezed it gently as I pulled her tight to me.

"Oh my," she said before she kissed me passionately.

"I suggest you try to get an early flight home," she told me with a sultry look on her face.

"I'll try," I replied.

"Good," she said before reluctantly stepping back. "I will see you Sunday Mikey. Have a safe trip."

"Ok, you be safe here as well, and call Asuka if anything bothers you," I told her.

"I will," she said. "Have a good sleep."

"You too," I said as I opened the door for her.

I walked her down to her floor and made sure she got into her condo. Once back inside mine, I packed up my suitcase as I was going to leave from the arena for the airport. I read for a bit and then hit the hay.

Thursday went by quickly with my normal routine. I was at the airport by five and in the air at six thirty, in first class. The flight was short and I was driving to Nassau County by eight in my rented Ford Mustang. I liked the power it had but wondered about it's drivability in the winter with rear wheel drive and so much torque to spin the back wheels on ice and snow. I guess I could use it as a summer car if I bought one.

I pulled into the Marriot by nine and parked in the lot before checking in with my suitcase and book bag. I was shown up to a nice suite and relaxed a bit before going to bed early after the long day.

Friday morning I met Stacey in the hotel restaurant for breakfast after working out in the hotel's exercise room.

"Morning Stacey," I said with a smile as she stood up from the table.

"Hi Mike, it's good to see you," she said with an answering smile. "How was your night?"

"Good, thanks for asking," I replied as we sat down. "How are you this morning?"

"I'm doing quite well, thank you" she replied. "They have very good breakfast here, and I know how much you like to eat."

"Good, because I'm starving," I remarked with a grin as I picked up the menu in front of me.

We placed our orders and then Stacey went over her proposed agenda for the next three days.

"After breakfast we'll do the tour of the Coliseum and meet some of the staff and management during our time there," she started. "We'll then take a drive to see Iceworks, which is the Islander's practice facility and have lunch with Mr. Snow and Mr. Wang. In the afternoon, we'll do a tour of Hofstra University, one of the best on Long Island and just down the road. This evening, Mr. Wang is hosting a party at his house on Long Island Sound that we're invited to."

"Sounds like a full day," I responded.

"It is," she agreed. "Tomorrow, we have an early photo session with John and Calvin and then we'll see some of the sights and a few of the neighbourhoods where you might find a place to live. After lunch, we'll drive to East Hampton and spend the rest of the day and night there. Sunday we can stay out there and enjoy the beaches and the atmosphere and then come back into town in the afternoon. When is your flight back to Detroit?"

"Six forty-five in the evening," I replied. "I should probably get to the airport by five pm to get through security."

"Ok, I'll make sure you're there on time," she said. "Is there anything you want to do while you're here?"

"Not really, you've covered what I wanted to see," I told her.

Our breakfast came very quick and we didn't dawdle over it. We walked over to the nearby Coliseum and entered the building. After a quick tour of the lower level where there were some restaurants, Stacey took me upstairs to look at some of the luxury boxes and where the idle players would watch the game. It was an impressive building, though a bit older than most.

After that, she showed me the locker room and other facilities for the Islanders. I met the trainer and a couple of his staff and they showed me around the training and treatment rooms. I was impressed with what they had, it was a step up from what I was used to.

As we walked out, Stacey commented, "Most of the players are back home, but a few might show up at the party tonight. John and Calvin should be there as well."

"Sounds good," I replied as we got into her car, a Ford Explorer.

It took us twenty minutes to get to their practice facility to the north of the Coliseum. The facility had one full pad and another half rink. She showed me through the locker room and everything was modern and in good shape.

We met Mr. Wang and Mr. Snow at a nearby restaurant and they stood up to greet me when we were shown to their table.

"Mr. Wang, Mr. Snow, it's a pleasure to see you again," I said, shaking each of their hands.

"Welcome to Long Island, Mike," Mr. Wang replied. "How was your trip in?"

"Fine, no problems," I replied.

"And your morning with Stacey?" Mr. Snow asked.

"Great, we did a tour of both facilities, which are impressive I must say," I told him.

"Well, the Coliseum is getting old, so we're hoping to get a new one built in a few years," Mr. Wang stated. "The Iceworks is state of the art though. Let's order some drinks and some food before we continue to talk, shall we?"

"Certainly," I replied.

I ordered my usual Diet Coke while the others had a cocktail of some sort. I decided on a porterhouse steak and Mr. Snow followed suit while Mr. Wang and Stacey had a stir fry.

"So, have you given some thought to what we talked about a couple weeks ago?" Mr. Wang asked once our order was in.

"I've given it a lot of thought and talked things over with friends and family and with Coach Benson," I told them. "I haven't made up my mind either way; I wanted to wait until after my visit here so I had as much information as I could to make an informed decision."

"Wise move," Mr. Snow stated. "We still have a couple months before the preseason starts, though we would like you in our rookie camp at the beginning of September."

"I'll be free from the first of September if I decide to go pro," I told him.

"Excellent," Mr. Snow replied.

"Is Stacey treating you well?" Mr. Wang asked.

"Of course, she has a full agenda planned for the weekend," I answered. "She's been very professional and informative."

"Good to hear it," Mr. Wang responded before turning to Stacey. "What are some of the things you have planned?"

"Right after lunch we tour the Hofstra University computer science department and then drive around to some of the sights before joining you at your house this evening," Stacey replied. "Tomorrow is the photo shoot with John and Calvin and then we'll look at some real estate in the area. After lunch, we'll head to East Hampton and stay the night. Sunday is relaxation time on the beach there and then we head back to get Mike to the airport for five pm."

"That is a full schedule," Mr. Wang stated. "Make sure Mike enjoys some down time when you can squeeze it in."

"Yes Sir," Stacey replied.

"Mike, you'll enjoy the tour of the university, my company hires grads from there and they are very capable after graduating from their program," Mr. Wang said. "I've sponsored some scholarships there so I made sure they had a great program before putting my name to them."

"I'm looking forward to it," I told him.

"You should have fun out in the Hampton's tomorrow evening and Sunday," Garth Snow added. "The weather is perfect and you're bound to run into some celebrities while you're there."

"I'll enjoy the sun, I don't get much time outside anymore," I commented.

We ate some appetizers while we waited for our entrees and we talked about some nice neighbourhoods within a half hour's drive from the Coliseum.

"You'll see some nice places on the way to my place out on the Sound this evening," Mr. Wang said. "Stacey, make sure you leave a little early so you can detour if you see something for sale out there."

"Yes Sir," Stacey replied.

"It's a wonderful area, not too crowded and still has some woods here and there," Mr. Wang continued. "The Sound is wonderful to look out on if you can find a house for sale on the water."

"It sounds great," I said. "I grew up surrounded by woods near a fresh water lake up in Northern Ontario."

"Normally we would have you live with one of our older veterans to help you adjust but since you've been out on your own for a year I think we can make an exception," Garth said. "You seem very mature for your age."

"From necessity," I explained. "It hasn't been easy but its second nature now. I don't have leisure time but that will come later."

"You have to make some time for fun," Mr. Wang said. "All work and no play isn't good for your health."

"I find the guys who take too much time for fun tend to be the one's watching from the bench or failing out of school," I explained. "Work hard now and play later when the others are still finishing was my father's saying."

"Wise man," Garth remarked.

"He was," I agreed.

Our entrees arrived and we ate in companionable silence for a few minutes.

"This is a very good steak," I complimented the food.

"This is one of the best restaurants in the State," Mr. Wang stated.

"I can see why," I agreed.

After we finished up, Garth excused himself to go to the washroom.

"How are you two getting along?" Mr. Wang asked.

"Fine, Stacey is very professional and I like how organized she's been," I told him. "I have no complaints at all."

"I'm glad to hear it," Mr. Wang. "Have the two of you spent time alone, so to speak?"

"We had dinner in brunch in Montreal and breakfast alone this morning," I replied, deliberately misreading his question.

"I meant intimately," Mr. Wang elaborated.

"Of course not, she's an employee of yours, that would be unethical and grounds for sexual harassment," I replied quietly. "Besides, my girlfriend would roast parts of my anatomy over a fire if I even contemplated that."

"I see," Mr. Wang said, looking at her with a frown. "Would you be interested in someone else perhaps?"

"No, Stacey is a beautiful and intelligent woman who is doing a great job being my personal coordinator," I replied. "That's all that I require from her."

"This is most unusual," Mr. Wang stated. "The others before you enjoyed the extra care their coordinators provided and everything was kept away from their girlfriends or wives. It has been my experience that it helps relieve stress and promotes a better working relationship."

"I'm happy to keep the relationship platonic and professional," I told him. "It's just less complicated that way."

"We'll talk more of this tonight," Mr. Wang said, spying Garth coming back from the washroom.

I shrugged and kept quiet.

"Alright, have a good tour of the computer science department," Mr. Wang said, getting up. "We'll see you two this evening."

We shook hands and the two of us left them there to continue to talk business.

"That didn't go too well at the end," I said.

"No, it didn't," Stacey agreed. "I expect I'll be replaced after this weekend."

"It won't help their case to sign me," I told her. "I'll make sure to tell them that. I'll even support you if you want to file a sexual harassment lawsuit against them."

"You'd do that?" she asked, surprised.

"Of course, they can't make you sleep with anyone and I won't sign with them if they get rid of you," I told her.

"You're an odd duck, that's for sure," she said as she shook her head.

I just shrugged and got into her Explorer. We drove back to the Coliseum and then on to the nearby University. The campus was nice, not on a par with U of M but decent. The computer science department was in a nice, fairly modern two storey Adam's hall and we were shown around by a graduate student. After the tour, I met with the department head and we went over some options for independent and part time study.

After I was done, we took a drive around the area and she showed me some of the sights while also driving by some of the closer subdivisions that had some houses for sale.

She dropped me off at the hotel and said she would be back in a couple of hours. I was to have a snack but there would be some food at the party.

"I won't even ask to come up," she said as she leaned on her car. "Listen Mike, tonight I want you to stick to cans of pop or closed water bottles and stay in the main room as much as you can."

"That bad, eh?" I asked.

"They're pretty desperate to get you here," she said. "I suspect that other women will be used to entice you, especially if I'm asked to go see Mr. Wang. Keep close to Garth Snow; he's not involved with any of this stuff."

"Thanks for the advice," I responded. "You might want to get it across the Mr. Wang that the more stuff he pulls with me or you, the less likely I'll go pro."

"I'll try but he probably won't listen," she said. "Just keep yourself clean and sober tonight and you should be clear for the weekend. We're staying in a small inn at East Hampton, so no one should bother us tomorrow night."

"You're not instilling a lot of confidence in these people," I told her. "Maybe I'll just pass on the party."

"Not a good idea if you want to play with them at some point," she suggested. "Just keep your wits about you and you'll be fine."

"Swell," I said as she got back in the car and drove off.

I went upstairs and crashed for an hour before ordering a clubhouse sandwich and fries from room service. After eating, I had a quick shower and got dressed in a casual sports jacket overtop of dress pants and shirt before meeting Stacey in the lobby. She was wearing a sleek, dark red dress that hugged her very gorgeous body and let her long legs be seen. Her hair was done up and she looked very much like a celebrity on the red carpet.

"Wow, pulling out the stops tonight, are we?" I asked with a grin.

"Mr. Wang isn't going to be able to say that I shirked my duty wearing this," Stacey replied with an answering grin. "Nobody he tries to replace me with is going to look any better tonight."

"I'll vouch for that," I agreed.

We walked out to her car and I helped her in the driver's seat, admiring her long legs.

"You can keep doing that all night," Stacey remarked once I got in. "It's good for my ego and might get him to rethink his next move."

"It won't be hard to do," I admitted. "You're looking very hot. If I wasn't already attached, I'd be sorely tempted."

"Thank you, it's good to hear I can turn even your head," she responded.

We drove in silence, except when she pointed out something of interest or took a quick detour to show me a house in different areas as we travelled north. Some were very nice and I wouldn't have a problem living in a couple of them. One had a fantastic view overlooking an inlet and was surrounded by trees on three sides and the cliff down to the water. They wanted three million for it but in this market they would probably take two and feel good about it. I put all the information down just in case I did turn pro, though with Mr. Wang's attitude, it didn't seem likely.

We had to park at the end of his driveway as it seemed half the county was at the party when we arrived.

"Remember, don't drink anything handed to you unless you open it yourself," she said. "If I'm called away, go find Garth and strike up a conversation because they'll try and get another woman attached to you. Don't leave with another woman or they'll set you up for something. And watch out for Chung; he's a nasty Chinese guy who does Wang's dirty work."

"You watch out for yourself as well, I don't want you wandering off either," I said. "You can do much better than this job. I'll find you something else to do. You should be able to walk into Calvin Klein and get hired immediately, especially with my referral."

"Ok, I'll take you up on that if you're serious," she responded. "Let's see how the weekend plays out and if it goes south, I'll quit as soon as soon as Monday."

"I'm always serious," I told her as we approached the door.

It opened and a small Chinese man in a white suit appeared.

"Stacey Bates and Mike Stewart," Stacey said to him.

"Yes, you are expected," he said. "Please come in."

He stepped aside and I followed Stacey into the house. After he shut the door, the man in the suit led the way down a hallway to a large open room, with windows along one side overlooking the Sound. The room was two storeys high with a stairway to the balcony overlooking the room on the second floor. The room was decorated in expensive white leather and modern art on the walls, each with its own spotlight. The floor was dark walnut buffed to a shine rarely seen in a house.

The room was crowded with people of all colours, ages and sizes. Everyone was well-dressed in suits or dresses and had the air of being very well off. The row of cars probably should have given that away as I had never seen more Italian sports cars in one place; not even at the Detroit Auto show in a good year.

"Mike, Stacey, I'm glad you could make it," Mr. Wang said loudly. "I must say you two look fabulous tonight."

"Thank you, Mr. Wang, but anyone would look good with Stacey by his side," I said with a grin. "I'm afraid you're going to have a fight on your hands if you take her away from me for business tonight."

"I wouldn't think of it, my dear boy," Mr. Wang said with a laugh. "Though I think I'm supposed to be immune to threats as owner of the team. You're supposed to want to beat up the opposition!"

"I'd tell them the same thing if you invited them!" I replied with a chuckle.

"This is my wife, Kim Wang," he introduced his wife.

"Mrs. Wang, it's a pleasure to meet you," I said.

"Welcome to our home, Michael" she said in accented English. "We're pleased you could make it to our party."

"Thank you for inviting me," I replied. "You have a wonderful home and the view is spectacular."

"Charles tells me Stacey has been showing you homes on the way out here," she continued.

"Yes, I saw a nice one overlooking the sound a few minutes away that I would be interested in if I decided to go pro in the fall," I told her.

"It is good you're not rushing into the decision," Mrs. Wang said. "I'm glad Charles suggested Hofstra University as an alternative instead of just abandoning your education."

"We toured the campus and the computer department this afternoon and I was impressed," I told her. "It doesn't make my decision any easier."

"I would worry if the decision was easy," she replied. "Nothing important in life is easy."

"Very true," I agreed.

"You two go get yourself a drink and mingle for a bit," Mr. Wang instructed. "Mr. Snow is around here somewhere and he'll introduce you around to some of the team and the management. I'll bring some of the other guests around to meet you later. There will be some food out in a while so enjoy and have some fun."

"Thank you, Mr. Wang," I said, with Stacey echoing my sentiment.

They walked away and Stacey led me to the bar. She ordered two Diet cokes and watched carefully as the bartender poured them into glasses filled with ice. After taking a sip, she guided us to the corner where John and Calvin were standing with their personal coordinators.

"Hey guys, some house eh?" I asked.

"It's something else," John agreed.

"So Mike, you going to go pro this year?" Calvin asked.

"Haven't decided yet," I told him. "I hadn't planned on it but I'm exploring both sides of the equation."

"We sure could use you," John admitted.

"As could the Wolverines," I replied. "It's not an easy decision to make. Money isn't the overriding factor."

"Lucky you," Calvin stated.

"I guess," I replied. "It just means I have other factors to consider, like education and loyalty to Michigan. You two have known for years that you would be playing hockey for a living while I've just been playing organized hockey for a year."

"That's why you got picked so low," Calvin said. "You should have been picked in the top five."

"That and the fact that I wasn't planning on turning pro for a couple of years," I added.

"Gentlemen, good to see you all in one place," Garth Snow said as he walked up with a pretty blonde by his side. "I'd like you all to meet my wife Jennifer. Jennifer, this is John Tavares, Calvin de Haas and Mike Stewart, our first three draft picks this year."

We exchanged greetings with her and shook both of their hands.

"Enjoying yourselves?" Garth asked.

"Yes Sir," John spoke up as Calvin and I nodded.

"Good to hear it, Mr. Wang throws a great party," Garth said. "I'll bring some of the guys over to be introduced during the evening. Have fun and we'll see you later."

We nodded and he and his wife moved on. John's coordinator whispered in his ear and he smiled and nodded.

"We're going to explore the house a bit," the blonde woman said with a grin. "You guys want to join us?"

Calvin and his coordinator nodded but I declined.

"Your loss," she said as they moved away.

Stacey and I found some seats at a small table near the windows overlooking the water.

"Smart move declining their invitation," Stacey whispered.

"I'm staying in view of the crowd as much as I can tonight," I told her. "So who are all these people?"

For the next half hour Stacey discreetly told me who was who amongst the guests. Most were New York businessmen who controlled various banks, hedge funds, fashion houses. She pointed out Calvin Klein for me so I could speak to him at some point in the evening. We people watched for a bit until Mr. Wang came by with a beautiful young Chinese woman.

"Mike and Stacey please meet my niece, Ling Wang," Mr. Wang said.

I stood up and shook her hand, saying, "It's a pleasure to meet you, Miss Wang,"

"The pleasure is mine," she replied, in flawless English before turning to Stacey. "You're looking very beautiful this evening, Stacey."

"As are you Miss Wang," Stacey replied. "It's nice to meet you."

"I've asked Ling to show you around the house and the property while it's still light out," Mr. Wang stated. "There are many things to see."

"That would be nice," I said.

"Right this way then," Ling said. "We'll start outside and enjoy the sunset."

Stacey and I followed her outside through some patio doors and we walked by an in-ground pool and its separate change house. We heard moans coming from inside.

"Some of our guests enjoy some time with someone other than their significant others," Ling explained with a grin. "We're a bit more practical in that regard than Western society dictates."

We moved on without comment and walked along the cliff's edge overlooking the sound.

"It's beautiful out here," Stacey said as we looked out over the water.

"Yes it is," Ling agreed. "The view really sold the property for my uncle."

She led us to a large building and showed us the many exotic cars the family used to drive around in.

"This is my favourite," she said, proudly showing off an Austin Martin convertible. "It's the same as the James Bond one in the last movie."

"Very nice," I told her as I admired the sleek lines.

She led the way to some stairs leading down.

"This was a cool feature that was already here when Uncle bought the place," she said, opening a door.

It opened up into a passage way that was lit with lights every thirty feet or so.

"It's an old smuggler's tunnel back to the house," Ling explained. "Now we use it to get to the cars in the winter time."

"Very convenient," I said as we walked back to the house underground.

A couple minutes later, she opened the door at the other end and put a finger to her lips. We entered a small room with another door on the opposite side. Ling opened the door quietly and looked out on the hallway. She waved us forward and then opened the first door on the left and quickly had us in and the door shut behind us.

She turned on a dim light and led us to a window. She fiddled with a switch and we heard sounds coming from speakers on either side of the window. The room we were looking at was also dim but we could see and hear two couples going at it. When our eyes adjusted, we saw it was John and Calvin with their coordinators, with both girls bent over the back of a couch.

"Well, this is rather naughty," Stacey said with a grin. "I'm surprised you're showing us this."

"Either one of you is smarter than the four of them combined," Ling said. "While this has provided entertainment and sometimes suitable video to persuade reluctant business partners, we knew pretty early that Mike wasn't going to play along. Mr. Carroll warned my Uncle about trying anything funny with Mike and luckily he heeded his advice. Neither of you seemed surprised to see this."

"So again, why show us this?" I asked.

"Just thought you might be interested," she replied with a grin. "They are quite energetic, don't you agree?"

The two girls seemed to be enjoying their work with the two guys so I just shrugged.

There was another steel door through what I would have thought was the outer wall of the basement. She punched in a code and the door opened with a hiss.

"Shall we continue the tour?" she asked with a smile.

"This doesn't look like something we need to see or know about," I said, not willing to get locked behind that door. "I think we'll head upstairs by the normal route if you don't mind."

"You're a singularly incurious man, Michael Stewart," Ling commented. "It merely leads to the shaft down to the cave at the bottom of the cliff where the smugglers would unload the contraband."

"That's ok, no need to see that then," I said, moving towards the other door.

"A big man like you scared to get trapped with a little woman like me?" she asked with a smirk.

"I have a very healthy respect for little oriental women," I replied. "You move much too gracefully not to be dangerous."

"Only an expert would know of such things," she said, her eyes suddenly piercing. "There is more to you than meets the eye."

"As with you," I responded. "Let's get back upstairs and we'll leave if you don't mind."

"No need to leave so soon, you're perfectly safe," she assured us as she shut the steel door. "The food hasn't even been served yet."

She led the way back out into the hall and past the room with the two couples in it. I was expecting someone to rush out of the other doors along the hallway and wasn't surprised when a Chinese man came out of the room at the end of the hallway and waited for us. He was well built for an oriental and his face, while impassive, would scare most normal men and women.

"That's Chung," Stacey whispered.

"Ah, Chung, so good of you to join us," Ling said with a smile.

Chung bowed his head slightly and stayed quiet.

"Michael, I wanted you to meet Chung, he deals with any issues that we can't resolve by other means," Ling said, still pleasant.

"And Stacey and I are one of those issues?" I asked with a grin.

"Not at this moment," she replied, looking at me with a puzzled expression.

"So he's what you use to scare the women you use in your dealings," I said. "I can see where would do a good job of that. I gather I'm supposed to be scared as well?"

"Chung is very good at his job," Ling stated. "For someone so smart, I'm surprised you're not more careful right now."

"Am I supposed to be so scared that I sign the worst possible contract and turn pro tonight?" I asked.

"The contract would be the best possible one," Ling replied.

"I see," I said with a grin. "I suppose Chung knows all sorts of martial arts that will have me on the floor writhing in pain after a couple of seconds?"

"I'm afraid he does," she said in mock sadness.

"Is this really your Uncle's plan to get me to go pro right away?" I asked.

"Oh no, this one's mine," she grinned back. "His was just to get you and Stacey on camera and shame you into signing."

"Well, you're both a bit batty, if you don't mind me saying," I told her. "I'm afraid I won't be signing any contract tonight or anytime soon."

I took off my sports jacket and handed it to Stacey, all the while looking at Chung and keeping one eye on Ling.

"Ok, let's see these moves of his," I said.

"Michael, this isn't necessary, you really should just sign the deal," Ling said. "Chung won't leave a visible mark on you but you'll be in agony for days and Stacey will be as well after he's done with you. You'll sign your first born away quick enough once he starts on her."

"So be it, but if he's out of the picture, I'm sure you're going to be doing a bit of screaming down here as well," I told her.

She just shook her head and motioned Chung forward. The man's expression never changed as he moved like a cat stalking his prey. I stood with my arms at my sides, hoping my training with Asuka made my reflexes fast enough to surprise him. I had no idea how good he was but the marks on his face told me he survived some pretty deadly fights.

When he got close I put up my hands in a classic boxer's stance, hiding my martial arts lower body readiness by moving my arms around like a crude boxer. I saw a slight contemptuous look briefly cross his face before he tried to split my arms and attack my stomach with a quick punch.

I blocked the punch to the side and counter attacked with an elbow to the side of the head and then a knee to the diaphragm as he staggered from the first blow. He bent over slightly and lowered his guard for a split second, allowing me to connect at the same location on the back of his jaw with another elbow. We all heard the bones snap and Chung went down on the floor in a heap.

I looked at Ling who backed away from Stacey and I.

No use running away, Ling," I said. "You have some explaining to do to your Aunt and Uncle. Stacey, go have Mr. and Mrs. Wang come down here please."

"Yes Sir!" she said and quickly scooted by Chung's body.

Ling looked around with wild eyes but stayed where she was until the three of them came back.

"What is the meaning of this?" Mr. Wang asked sharply.

"Your niece thought she could intimidate me with Chung here and had him attack me," I told him. "He wasn't as good as she thought he was. She wanted me to sign a pro contract tonight or both I and Stacey would be in agony until I did. I'm sure you have cameras that can verify what happened here if you don't believe me."

I looked up at the small domes at either end of the hallway to make my point.

Mr. Wang looked at his niece with a very angry look on his face and Ling looked down to the ground in shame.

"This is most unfortunate, Mr. Stewart," Mr. Wang said, trying to control his voice. "This was not sanctioned by me in any way."

"That's what she said, though she did show me the room with a window set up to catch the other two having sex with their coordinators," I told him. "That I know is your idea. I'm afraid I'm going to have to get the authorities involved in this."

"Let's not be hasty," Mr. Wang replied quickly. "I'm sure we can come to a mutual agreement to settle this matter without any official action taking place."

"Such as?" I asked warily.

"A payment to an offshore account to both of you," he said.

"I don't want your money," I said with distain, pulling out my phone. "I'm afraid this relationship is no longer viable. I'm sure the authorities will find other things here that they would be interested in."

Mrs. Wang stepped in and said, "How about a trade to another team of your choice, a very generous severance package for Miss Bates and a glowing letter of recommendation. You have our promise to get rid of this person and to discipline our niece harshly. No further repercussions will be taken ever against either of you or your family or friends. We'll make a donation to the charity of your choice of a million dollars annually. And we'll do anything else you deem necessary to keep this private."

"Any film or pictures or other recordings of those two in there or any other players are to be destroyed and the practice and any other underhanded or immoral activities to be permanently halted," I said. "Any other women involved in that type of activity to be compensated and either given a generous severance package or new duties."

"Agreed," she said.

"Chung and/or your niece must never attempt to seek revenge against us or our families," I stated.

"This thing will disappear and our niece will never attempt to grow an original idea ever again," Mrs. Wang said sharply.

"I'm not hearing anything from Mr. Wang or Ling agreeing with you," I stated.

She looked at him and said something in Chinese.

"I agree to everything stated here," he said before shouting at his niece.

"I agree not to seek revenge or harm either of you or your friends or family, ever," Ling said in English.

"If Stacey or I, or our families or friends are harmed or disappear, much more dangerous friends of mine will remove you and all of your family from the public eye less than a day later," I told them. "People who taught me how to do that and so much more will find you wherever you are, I kid you not. Everyone will disappear forever. Live up to your end of the bargain and this stays between us. Do we have a deal?"

"We do," he said, coming forward to offer his hand.

I shook it and looked him in the eye, and said, "Alright, we have a deal."

Mr Wang nodded and then shouted at Ling to get Chung out of the hallway out of sight. Stacey helped pull him into a side room while we watched either end of the hall for observers. They had just come back when John and Calvin and their two ladies came out of the room down the hall. The five of us put on happier faces.

"We were just watching some TV away from the crowd," John said.

"I'm glad you're enjoying your time here," Mrs. Wang replied as they walked by. "I think the food is getting served if you're hungry."

"I'm starved," Calvin said with a grin.

They sped up and rounded the corner before we spoke again.

"What team?" he asked.

"Detroit," I said. "You can tell them that I'm going to stay at Michigan at least one more year and you can't wait for me that long. I think a fair compensation would be a second round next year and maybe a minor league defenceman. I'd appreciate it if it was done now as well as with Stacey's compensation so she can move on. The other girls can be done in the next week or two and you can inform Stacey and me so that we can verify it."

"And the charity?" he asked.

"Would you be agreeable to an equal split between the Canadian and US Cancer Society?" I asked.

"That will be fine," he agreed.

"Then if you will instruct Mr. Snow to make the call to Mr. Holland, I'll listen in and then you can give Stacey a check and we'll be on our way," I said.

They both nodded and, after sending Ling up the stairs first, went up with us following. Ling came back with Mr. Snow. Mr. Wang, Mr. Snow and I went into Mr. Wang's study.

"Garth, Mike and I had a talk just now and he's decided to stay in school for at least one year," Mr. Wang stated. "I've decided to trade him for a minor league defenceman and maybe a second rounder in next year's draft. Can you call up Ken Holland and see if he'll make a deal tonight. Mike and I would like to get it finalized quickly."

"Are you sure Charles?" he asked. "Maybe we should sit on it for a couple of days to let emotions die down."

"Normally I would take your advice to heart Garth, but in this instance I'm going to have to insist that you do as I say," he said. "We'd like to get this over tonight if possible."

"You're the boss," Garth replied and pulled out his phone and searched for Holland's number.

"Ken, Garth Snow here, sorry to call so late on a Friday evening, but I've got a deal that I think you'll jump on," Garth said.

"Mike Stewart has informed Mr. Wang that he won't be going pro for at least a year and we would like to get someone here to help this year," Garth said. "Do you have a good minor league defenceman you could trade for him and as well as a second round pick in next year's draft?"

"Paul Jones?" Garth repeated. "Give me a second to look him up."

Mr. Wang already had a laptop booted up and he typed in his name. Garth and Mr. Wang looked him over and agreed.

"Ok, he's good, and Detroit's second rounder next year?" Garth asked.

"Ok, we have a deal," Garth stated. "I'll do the paperwork in the morning and you can announce it on Monday after it goes through. Sound good?"

"You're welcome, you're getting a great guy and I think the steal of the draft," Garth said. "You owe me the next time we do a deal."

"Good enough; have a good weekend Ken," he said before he hung up.

"It's done," Garth said with a sigh.

"Thanks Garth, I appreciate what you got for him," Mr. Wang said.

"Mike, I'm sorry to see you go, I think you'll be a great player in a few years," Garth said.

"Thanks Mr. Snow," I replied. "It was nice to have met you."

We shook hands and he left the room. Mrs. Wang and Stacey came in before the door shut as Mr. Wang pulled out his check book.

"Is a hundred thousand enough?" he asked, looking at both of us.

Stacey nodded so I agreed.

He made out the check and handed it to her after ripping it out of the book.

"Mrs. Wang and I will destroy the film and video of everyone and then compensate any and all parties involved until she is satisfied," Mr. Wang said. "Trust me, she'll be very thorough."

Mrs. Wang spoke harshly in Chinese for a few seconds and then turned to us and said, "I will make sure that you have no reason to worry about a thing with our family. I appreciate your kindness in this matter and either of you are welcome to inspect this house or ask questions of any employee of ours if you wish to investigate further. Chung will disappear and our niece will find herself in the lowest position I can find for her. You can visit at any time to check her status."

"Thank you Mr. and Mrs. Wang, I believe you have met the initial items of your side of the deal satisfactory, and we will hold our side of the deal," I said. "We'll take our leave of you now. I will set up instructions should it be found you had any involvement with us or our families or friends. I'm sincerely hoping you heed my warning."

"No one will ever harm you or your families," Mr. Wang said. "You have our word."

"I'm glad to hear it," I said. "Goodbye."

"Goodbye," he replied.

Stacey and I left the study and quickly left the house. I pulled out my phone and quickly dialled Asuka's number.

"Michael, how is your visit going?" she asked.

"It hit a major snag as I'm going to explain," I said.

I hit the main points as we walked down the long driveway.

"So you're our insurance until I can get something to my friends across the pond tomorrow," I said.

"It sounds like they won't bother you but of course I'll avenge you should they succeed," she said calmly. "Now what are you going to do with this Stacey?"

"I'll see if Mr. Carroll will give her a job tomorrow," I replied. "I'm not going to go to the Hamptons now so I'll fly back tomorrow."

"Ok, that's fine on both accounts," she said. "I'll let Elizabeth and Willow know what's up and we'll see you hopefully tomorrow afternoon. Remember not to let Stacey thank you, that's our job. You're going to have three happy women here now that you're staying in the area."

"All right, I'll see you tomorrow sometime," I said and then hung up.

"Ok, she'll handle things if they try anything," I told her.

"I guess that's the best we can do tonight," she said as she unlocked the car. "Stay back and let me start the engine."

"Stacey, let me do it, they wouldn't have had time to do anything," I said.

She slipped in and started it up and nothing happened but the normal engine sounds. I got in and she grinned at me before driving away.

"You really took that guy out fast," she said once we were on the main road back to the hotel.

"He underestimated me, that was all," I told her. "Asuka is much better than he was so I'm used to fast attacks."

"Well, thank you for saving us and getting such a great settlement," she said. "Do you think I'll get a job at Calvin Klein's?"

"Of course you will, you're good at what you do, you're smart and gorgeous," I told her. "Just remember not to let anyone push you around or make you do anything you don't want to. The people at CK know not to screw around with my friends."

"So Asuka warned you not to let me thank you properly, right?" she asked with a grin.

"Correct, so unless you want me to end up like Chung and you to end up like Ling, I suggest you put that out of your head," I told her.

"Fine, but I owe you big time," she responded.

"You can keep an eye out for me at CK," I said. "Katie and I needs eyes and ears here when she's out on the road with me or the band."

"You got it, it's the least I can do," she agreed.

"Good, now let's find a bank you can deposit that check in before they decide not to honour it," I said.

"Good idea," she agreed and drove right to her bank, luckily still open late on a Friday evening.

I went in with her and she got it deposited and took out some cash before she drove me home.

"Mike, thank you so much for everything," she said. "I'd hug you right now if I could."

"You're welcome and thanks for the warnings," I told her. "Pick me up at eight and we'll drive into New York and I'll see if I can get you an interview before I head home."

"Sounds good, have a good night," she said before I got out.

I went up to my room and got out of my clothes before collapsing on my bed. I woke up a half an hour later when my phone rang.

"Is it true?" Elizabeth asked excitedly.

"Yes, I am laying here in just my underwear," I said.

"That wasn't the question but I like the answer," she said with a laugh. "I hope that Stacey isn't there."

"Nope, I'm all alone, missing you and the others," I replied.

"So, did you really get traded to Detroit?" she asked.

"Yep, but you can't say anything until after it's announced," I told her.

"Oh, I am so happy right now," she told me. "I can't wait to see you tomorrow. When are you back?"

"I'll call and see what I can do once we're done here," I said. "I'm driving into Manhattan with Stacey at eight to get her an interview at CK and then she can drop me off at the nearest airport."

"Why are you getting her an interview there?" she asked.

"Because she helped me out today by warning me early, and she's out of a job now," I said. "I help friends and she's a friend, only a friend."

"Ok, I'm sorry for being a jealous bitch," she responded. "We're acting like you feel about us with another guy. It makes us a bit crazy to think about you with another woman."

"I understand, and I'm trying my best to limit things so you don't have to worry," I said. "So where are you now?"

"I'm at my parent's house," she said. "They pausing the movie for me so I better let you go soon. I wish I could tell them about you and what happened."

"You can tell them who you're dating and that I have some good news to share next week," I told her. "Next week we can talk about the trade and the Olympic camp after they're announced."

"Ok, thanks Mike," she said happily. "Listen, I know it's early for this, but I really like you a lot and can't stop thinking about you. I hope you'll feel the same about me in time."

"Elizabeth, I like you very much and I think about you a lot as well," I said. "Maybe we can all get together tomorrow or Sunday."

"I'd love that," she replied. "Let us know when you'll be back so we can meet up with you."

"I will, tomorrow morning," I told her. "Enjoy your movie and I hope your parents won't be too disappointed in me."

"I think they'll be happy once they find out you're going to play for Detroit," she said. "They won't be happy about the Michigan thing but nobody's perfect."

"You're pretty darn close, Elizabeth Eleanor Ford," I said in a low voice. "Have a good night my dear."

"Oh, another few sentences like that and I'll have to have a shower to clean up," she said in a sexy voice. "You're going to get so lucky very soon."

"I'm already very lucky but I can't wait to see you," I replied. "Good night darling."

"Good night Mike," she said before hanging up.

I called information and got the number for American Airlines and then called them and changed my ticket for tomorrow at two. I emailed all three ladies so they could make plans. I turned in early and fell asleep soon after my head hit the pillow.

Saturday morning I was up early and was done my workout and checked out by quarter to eight. I met Stacey looking smart in a dress that showed off her assets without looking anything but professional.

"Are you hungry?" I asked.

"No, I'm too nervous to eat," she said.

"Relax, you'd have to confess to hating babies not to get a job offer," I told her. "You look great and I know you can do anything they need."

"Ok, thanks Mike," she said, taking a deep breath. "Mr. Wang sent me an email with a very nice recommendation letter, explaining my release due to lack of work rather than any issues with my performance."

"Good; I'll add to that when we get there," I told her.

We got into her car and drove into the city, luckily the traffic being very light on a Saturday morning. We parked in a nearby parking garage and walked into the head office around nine-thirty. I had deliberately not called ahead to see if they would treat me a tad better than last time. I was in good casual clothes but nothing fancy when we approached the desk.

"Hello," I said when the receptionist looked up.

"Hello, you look a lot like our Mike Stewart, model extraordinaire," she said with a smile.

"Guilty as charged," I said, looking at her nametag. "Cindy, is Mr. Carroll available this morning or if not, someone in human resources?"

"I'm not sure if Mr. Carroll is in, he didn't walk by me this morning," she said. "Let me buzz him for you, Mr. Stewart. If not, I'll see who can see you in human resources or in upper management. If you'll take a seat, I'll let you know as soon as I can. Would either of you like some coffee or anything else?"

"Water would be great," I said, looking at Stacey who nodded.

"Two waters coming up," she said.

We took a seat and watched as Cindy burned up the phone lines. A minute later, a gorgeous young woman, very tall and dressed in a short skirt and blouse, brought two water bottles on a tray and Cindy pointed over to us.

"Mr. Stewart, it's so nice to see you here this morning," she said with a smile. "I'm Tracy and I'll be taking care of you this morning."

"Good morning Tracy, please call me Mike," I said. "This is Stacey Bates, a good friend of mine."

"It's a pleasure, Miss Bates," Tracy said. "You look gorgeous this morning. Mr. Stewart has an eye for beauty."

"Thank you Tracy," Stacey said with a blush. "You're very beautiful as well."

"Thank you Miss Bates," Tracy said. "I'm just starting out in the modelling field but I hope to get in some ads soon."

"I think it's safe to say you have what it takes," I told her. "Keep up the good attitude and the smile and I'm sure you'll be moving up soon enough."

"Thank you for the vote of confidence, Mr. Stewart," she said. "Would either of you care for some breakfast or something lighter?"

"Not right now," I replied. "I think we'll be too busy in a second."

I looked over to see no less than four people bearing down on us. Stacey and I stood up and waited for their arrival.

"Hello, Mr. Stewart, I'm Terry Sanders, VP of Marketing," a tall, skinny man said, offering his hand.

"Terry, it's nice to meet you," I said, shaking his hand. "This is Stacey Bates, a good friend of mine."

They shook hands.

"I was in town and when Stacey told me that she had just been laid off, I immediately thought that she would be a great fit here," I said. "I thought we would just drop in and see who was around. I gather Mr. Carroll isn't in."

"No, but I'll be happy to get Miss Bates set up in an interview immediately," Terry said, looking around at the other three, "ah, Miss Vincent, just the person to handle that. Mr. Stewart, this is our Human Resources manager, Cathy Vincent."

"Cathy, it's a pleasure to meet you," I said. "This is Stacey Bates, until very recently a very good personal coordinator for the New York Islanders. I believe she would make a very good coordinator or could fit in many other roles here if there are any openings."

"We can certainly interview her immediately and see where we can use her talents," Miss Vincent said.

"Excellent, I'll leave her in your capable hands," I said with a smile at the two of them.

Stacey thanked me and then shook Miss Vincent's hand before being led away by her and the two others.

"Terry, what do you know about this wonderful young lady here?" I asked, indicating Tracy.

"I'm afraid I don't know a thing except that she is a very lovely young lady," he said apologetically.

"I think I'll take her and have someone take a few pictures of us together, if you don't mind?" I asked.

"Of course not, Mr. Stewart," Terry said. "Let me get Cindy working on finding a studio and a photographer."

Tracy looked bewildered as Terry went over to the receptionist.

"What's going on, Mr. Stewart?" she asked.

"I have some spare time to kill, so since you've been so polite and kind this morning, I thought we could take a few pictures together," I told her.

"Really?" she asked looking excited.

"Really, really," I said in a horrible Scottish accent.

"Cool," she said with a grin.

"Wow, you're a tall one," I said to her. "How tall are you?"

"Five eleven," she said.

"And how old are you?" I asked.

"Eighteen," she replied.

"So what are you doing here today?" I asked.

"I intern here every Saturday, doing anything they need me to do," she said. "Sometimes they need me to do be part of a group of girls in a photo shoot but mostly I fetch things and help in any way people need."

"Well, I think they'll see who they have after today," I said as I walked with her to the desk.

"Any luck Terry?" I asked.

"We seem to be very slim on photographers this morning," he said. "We have one who's busy with four models for an important shoot for Mr. Klein."

"How about an intern or an assistant?" I suggested. "I just want a few pictures with Tracy here."

"I'm sure we can find someone," Terry said, turning back to Cindy.

"Tracy and I will head up to find a studio," I said.

"There is an open one on the second floor, Room 210, with a bunch of clothes ready for Monday's photo shoot," Cindy said as we walked by.

"Thanks Cindy," I said as we started up the stairs.

Tracy and I found the room and I had her look through some of the clothes while I checked out the backgrounds. I dialled through until I found an office scene and set it up.

"Ok, I picked an office scene first so what you're wearing is fine for the first photos," I told her. "Then you can pick a couple more business outfits or dresses."

A young man came in with a bag on his shoulder a couple minutes later.

"Hey, I'm Mike and this is Tracy," I said with a grin.

"I'm Stan," he said.

"Are you ready to take some photos of us Stan?" I asked.

"Um, I guess so," he said.

"Stan, let's see a bit more enthusiasm," I suggested. "This might be Tracy's big break and it can be yours as well."

He looked at Tracy and then at me and clearly straightened up and nodded at me.

"Tracy lets get practice a couple of poses while Stan gets ready," I suggested.

I helped her positioning on three or four standard poses until Stan was done with the light setup and had his camera ready. He came up to us and did a quick check of our hair and Tracy's makeup before starting taking pictures from different angles.

It took a few minutes for both of them to warm up and get comfortable. After that Stan got Tracy to lighten up and start posing like a woman enjoying herself. We had Tracy change into a sexy dress and we posed again. She got creative a bit with her poses as she moved in close to me.

Her third outfit was a mini skirt and see through blouse showing a lacy bra. Stan had her put her hair up and then started shooting us, making sure Tracy posed sexily. He had me take off my shirt and she did a few poses facing me and then the camera.

Her final outfit was nothing but a man's shirt that showed off her long legs. Her blonde hair was let down and Stan had me take off my pants to be in just my underwear. She posed cutely and then sexily until Stan finally ended the shoot.

Several people had watched from the doorway and the window and gave us a mini-ovation. Tracy had a big smile on her face as I put on my pants and shirt. She went behind the screen and got back into her own clothes.

"Great job you two," I told them.

"Thanks Mike for doing this with us," Tracy said. "Even if they don't use the pictures, we both got some great experience working with you."

"You're quite welcome," I said. "I'm pretty sure they will use the pictures if they turned out. What do you think Stan?"

"Oh, definitely, you both looked great," Stan said. "I'll download them now and we can look at them if you like."

"That would be cool," Tracy said happily.

I moved over to Terry who had a big grin on his face.

"You two looked very good together," he said. "I hope he got some good shots because it sure looked great from here."

"I hope so too, Terry," I said. "Thanks for helping get this set up. I trust you'll get them to the proper people so they'll get used rather than filed away."

"Definitely," he assured me. "Mr. Carroll will want to see them as well as Katie. She's going to be pissed she wasn't here."

"She needs time off now and again," I stated.

"Is Stacey done yet?" I asked.

"Let's go find out," he replied and led the way up to the third floor.

We found her with Cathy Vincent filling out some paperwork.

"So how did it go?" Terry asked, a bit anxiously.

"We're filling out her employee information as we speak," Cathy said with a smile. "Stacey will start out as a model coordinator to learn the ropes and we'll move her up the ladder as quickly as she can absorb the lingo and learn a bit about fashion. She has excellent people skills as well as organizational and computer expertise."

"Fantastic," Terry said.

"Yes, it sounds like a perfect fit for both sides," I added.

"Thank you everyone for giving me a chance," Stacey said. "I'll work real hard to learn the fashion industry and help take care of the models."

"You're welcome," Cathy said. "Welcome to Calvin Klein."

"We'll meet you in room 210 when you're done here, Stacey," I told her and left when she nodded.

Terry and I walked in and got to look over Stan's shoulder as he scrolled through the pictures he took.

"Wow, those look really good," Terry said. "I'm sure we can use a bunch of those."

"I think we have a new model and a new photographer," I said with a smile.

"I'd have to whole heartedly agree," Terry added. "I'll make sure they get both get promoted on Monday."

"Stan, you better email those to Terry and he can forward them to Katie and Mr. Carroll," I suggested.

"I'll copy them to a zip drive," Stan said, digging one out of his case.

Five minutes later, Stacey and I said our goodbyes, after I suggested that Stacey and Tracy might work well together.

"Mike, thank you so much for what you did for me today and yesterday," she said as we walked to the parking garage. "I'm going to move into the city if I can find a place to share with someone."

"Ask Katie if she knows anyone looking for a roommate," I suggested.

"I'll do that," she replied as we climbed up the stairs to the right floor where we left the car. "I can't believe you helped both Tracy and that young photographer today as well. You're a pretty great guy."

"I am, aren't I?" I asked with a grin. "I'm sure you're going to do well and with you looking after her, I think Tracy will become a top model as well."

"I'll do my best to make it happen," she stated as we got into her car.

We talked a bit more as she drove to LaGuardia Airport. Stacey gave me a hug and a kiss when she dropped me off and promised to keep in touch. The flight home wasn't too long and I was back at the condo by four.

"Welcome Home!" a chorus of female voices shouted when I opened the door.

Asuka, Elizabeth and Willow were all there, dressed in Red Wing Jerseys over short skirts with high heels on. Their hair was all up and they looked very sexy.

"Wow, you three look fantastic!" I said with a big smile. "That's it; this is the required welcome back dress code from now on."

They all laughed and came to give me hugs and kisses after I put my suitcase down. Each of them was very passionate with their welcome home greeting.

"I could get used to that real quick," I said as I slipped off my shoes. "I'm very happy to see the three of you getting along so well."

"And we're very happy that you're staying so close for the foreseeable future," Elizabeth responded.

"As am I," I agreed. "It's a dream come true in more ways than one."

They pulled me to the couch and had me go over the last two day's events in more detail.

"You sure get in a lot of trouble when you're by yourself," Willow said. "Maybe it's not such a good idea to let you travel alone. Or go to New York either."

The three of them looked at each other and probably were communicating telepathically by the way they nodded after a few seconds.

"Ok, that was scary," I said, looking at the three of them. "You shouldn't be doing that already."

"Doing what?" Asuka asked innocently.

"Communicating so well without talking," I answered.

"I don't know what you're talking about, Michael," she said, shaking her head. "So, we want to celebrate with you tonight."

"We want to go out to dinner and then dancing," Elizabeth stated.

"Somewhere fancy," Willow added.

"You can't go to a fancy restaurant wearing those jerseys, as nice as you look in them," I told them.

"We know that silly," Elizabeth said. "Go have a quick shower and get into the clothes we laid out and we'll be ready when you are."

"Yes Ma'am," I said, getting up.

I looked down at the three beauties and my eyes wandered to their sexy legs, bare up to a few inches below their lovely charms. They didn't seem to mind me staring as they were all grinning at me when I looked at their faces.

"See something you like?" Elizabeth asked with a smirk.

"Six sexy legs, three gorgeous faces and six mesmerizing eyes," I replied.

They smiled up at me and it was like the sun came out from behind the clouds.

"Wow, you can't all do that at the same time; my heart can't take it," I said, holding my chest.

They looked at each other and grinned again.

"Go shower, Michael, Elizabeth made reservations and we have to drive a bit," Asuka told me. "You can stare at us all night."

"Yes Ma'am," I said, shaking my head to clear it.

I walked down the hall and heard them giggling behind me. I was nice to hear them getting along. I had a quick shower and dressed in the light grey suit they picked out for me. They were still on the couch when I came back out.

"Oh Mikey, you look very handsome," Willow said.

"Very studly," Asuka added.

"Very debonair," Elizabeth put her two cents in.

"And you three haven't changed yet," I noted.

They held up their hands and I helped them up off the couch. Once standing, they pulled off their jerseys to show clingy blouses that showed added to their sexiness while still being elegant enough for any restaurant.

"Ladies, you look simply the most beautiful women in the world to me," I said, looking at each of them. "I don't deserve to be this happy."

"Nonsense, you've earned this and more," Willow said. "Now you better feed us soon or you'll see the ugly side of us."

"You three don't have an ugly side, corner, edge or point on you," I replied as I led the way to the door.

I slipped on my good shoes and asked if they needed jackets but they declined. We piled into my SUV and Elizabeth directed me to the city of Troy and The Capital Grille in the Somerset mall. There were several small groups in the front bar and we earned looks as we entered. Elizabeth strode forward confidently and approached the hostess.

"Good evening," the lady said.

"Good evening," Elizabeth replied. "Reservation for four under Elizabeth Ford."

"Yes Miss Ford, welcome back to The Capital Grille," the hostess said with a smile. "Your table is waiting for you. Henry will lead the way."

"Thank you," Elizabeth said before we followed the young man to our table in the crowded restaurant.

I didn't know much about the restaurant but even I recognized some of the people in the crowd, mostly from newscasts. These were movers and shakers of industry and politics in the state as well as some sports and other celebrities.

"Very fancy," I said.

"They have the best steaks in the State here," Elizabeth said. "It's expensive but we're celebrating so what the hell."

"I like your attitude, young lady," I told her.

The girls all had wine while I stuck with sparkling water. We ordered a large seafood appetizer while we perused the menu further for our entrees. I ended up going with the Porterhouse steak while the girls each chose different and smaller entrees.

"To Michael, congratulations on two great pieces of news in the last week," Elizabeth said, holding her glass up. "We are so proud of what you've already accomplished and we promise to support you to achieve even greater heights in all your endeavours."

Hear, hear," Willow said with a grin.

"Excellently put," Asuka added. "To Michael!"

I smiled and gently tapped my glass to theirs before we each had a sip.

"Thank you ladies, I'm honoured to have three wonderful women who care so much for me," I responded. "I'm just as proud of each of your accomplishments, your beauty and your intelligence. It's a pleasure to have you in my life and I hope we can be together for years to come."

"We feel the same way about you, Mikey," Willow replied.

Our appetizer tray came to the table with lobster, shrimp, crab and scallops as well as other normal appetizers and we dug in hungrily.

"Elizabeth, is that you?" an older man asked, with a lady by his side.

"Uncle Albert, Aunt Harriet," Elizabeth said with a big smile as she stood up.

They hugged each other and then Elizabeth made the introductions as I stood up.

"These are my very good friends, Willow and Asuka and our date for the evening, Mike Stewart," Elizabeth said.

"It's nice to meet you," her Uncle said to us.

I shook their hands.

"My, you're a big fellow," her Aunt said.

"He plays hockey for the dreaded Wolverines," Elizabeth said. "He also takes Graduate courses in Computer Science as well."

"Good for you," Aunt Harriet said. "Smart and athletic and very handsome. You better keep him close ladies."

"Oh, we will," Willow said with a grin.

"And you; are you still driving those race cars around?" Aunt Harriet asked her niece.

"Definitely," Elizabeth replied with a grin. "I was out at the proving grounds last week with the new Cobra Jet. Asuka and I are going tomorrow to race her bike against it."

"I'll be talking with your mother about you," Aunt Harriet threatened with a smile.

"She's given up on me years ago," Elizabeth stated.

"How are your studies going?" her uncle asked.

"Very well, I'm taking courses through the summer semester to try and graduate early, just like Mike," she said.

"We better sit down before they give our table away," her uncle said. "We'll see you before you leave."

"Ok, enjoy your meal," Elizabeth said and we sat down after the walked away.

Willow leaned over to whisper something in Elizabeth's ear which made her look at Willow in surprise. Elizabeth leaned over to Asuka and I heard washroom before Asuka nodded. They both stood up and Elizabeth indicated Willow to come as well. I got up as well as I was taught.

"We'll be back in a few minutes, Mike," Elizabeth said before leading the way to the washroom.

I watched them after sitting down until they disappeared behind the door, as did every other man in the room. Munching on some seafood, I people watched until they came back. I stood up and waited until they sat down before doing the same. They didn't give a hint of what they talked about, but just started eating the appetizers as if they hadn't left for five minutes.

"Do I get to know what necessitated the emergency visit to the bathroom?" I asked.

"We discussed how to introduce ourselves out in public," Willow said quietly. "We'll let you know what we came up with later."

"Fair enough," I replied.

A man came over to the table a couple minutes later with a rakish grin on his face.

"Lizzy Ford, you are looking fine tonight," he said.

"Bobby Taylor, they let you out after that last house arrest?" Elizabeth asked with a cool look.

"Just in time to sweep you back off you feet," he replied.

"Sorry Bobby, even if I was single and desperate, I wouldn't be seen anywhere with you," she told him. "This is my boyfriend, Mike Stewart."

"I thought you went for the more cerebral types, not the Neanderthals," Bobby said with a chuckle. "Mike, you have balls showing up here with someone so much higher up the food chain than yourself."

"Bobby, as usual you've got it all wrong," Elizabeth said acidly. "Mike is one of four geniuses at this table as well as being an athlete and a gentleman. Since you don't qualify for any of those categories, why don't you go waddle back to your table before you embarrass yourself further?"

"Why don't you kiss my..." he started to say before I stood up.

"I believe Elizabeth told you to leave," I growled down at him. "You're disturbing the fine people at the surrounding tables as well as us, so go play the idiot rich boy somewhere else."

His face turned red but he heeded my warning and walked back to his table with three other guys.

"I think we'll keep you around for a while," Elizabeth said with a smile. "Sorry about that, he's an idiot boyfriend from long ago. His dad owns an auto parts factory so he thinks he's one of the upper crust because his father is well off."

"What a little ass," Willow said, looking over at him. "He's stirring up his friends of course. They'll probably come over later or try something in the parking lot."

"I'll take care of that right now," Elizabeth said, pulling out her phone.

We watched as she scrolled through some numbers and then hit the dial button when she found the one she wanted.

"Mr. Taylor, it's Elizabeth Ford, how are you this evening?" she said pleasantly while looking right at Bobby.

"I'm fine, thanks for asking," she replied to the obvious question.

"I'm calling to prevent a little incident with Bobby," she said, and then went on to explain the situation.

"Now, I'm sitting with two people that have black belts in various martial arts and unless Bobby and his friends have become more ambitious since I last knew him, I figure they have maybe two leather belts between the four of them," she continued. "I'd rather not have an incident right in the Capitol Grille or outside in the parking lot, especially since my Uncle Albert and Aunt Harriet are sitting close by."

"I was hoping you would intervene, Mr. Taylor, I do appreciate anything you can do to make the situation disappear without undo bloodshed," Elizabeth said sweetly. "Please say hi to Mrs. Taylor for me and I apologize for disturbing your Saturday evening."

"That is so kind of you to say, Mr. Taylor, I so enjoyed spending time with your family as well," she said. "Unfortunately, Bobby fell far from the tree. You have a good evening."

She looked at us and said quietly, "You might be able to hear Mr. Taylor from here when he calls."

We watched the table and Bobby reached for his phone less than a minute later.

Unfortunately, we couldn't hear what his father said, but Bobby turned red and gave us a murderous look. Elizabeth merely raised an eyebrow and then quickly looked over at her uncle's table and then back at him. Bobby followed her glance and he quickly lost the look when he saw her uncle looking back at him with a displeased expression.

Bobby looked down at the table and mumbled something into the phone. He nodded a couple of times, forgetting he was on the phone, and then spoke up when his dad must have yelled at him. He hung up the phone and spoke quietly to his buddies and quickly flagged down the waitress for the check. They got up and quietly left the restaurant without looking at our table even once.

"And that is how you deal with little boys where I come from," Elizabeth said with a grin when they were gone.

"Not bad at all," Willow said with an answering grin.

"You're not nice at all, Elizabeth," Asuka said with a frown. "Mike and I would have had fun tossing them around the parking lot."

"Yeah, party pooper," I added with a fake frown.

"Sorry, our wonderful and bloodthirsty protectors," Elizabeth replied with a grin. "I didn't want either of you to rumple your outfits. We're going dancing after this, remember?"

"Damn, foiled again," I responded. "Asuka, why don't we go see if they're waiting for us in the parking lot?"

"Michael!' Elizabeth said sharply.

I rolled my eyes at her and grinned at Asuka and said, "She's such a worrywart."

"Yes she is," Asuka agreed. "I suppose it is possible that some of their blood might have gotten on our clothes, but it is quickly washed off. Oh well, I'll just have to take it out on you tomorrow night."

"See what you've done?" I asked Elizabeth. "It's not a good idea to take away a fight from her."

"I'm sure she won't hurt you too badly," Elizabeth replied, not looking concerned one bit.

Our entrees arrived and we dug in, forgetting about the minor disruption.

Fifteen minutes later, I pushed my chair back and said, "That was one of the best steaks I've ever had. I'm going to have to nap for a while."

"It's no wonder, you ate half a cow," Willow replied caustically.

"It wasn't that big," I protested. "Besides, you ate a whole lobster."

"It was just a tail and nowhere near the same thing," she retorted. "You're not getting out of dancing so forget about trying."

I sighed and got up to go to the bathroom. When I returned, the girls had already settled the bill and were ready to go. Elizabeth went and gave her aunt and uncle a hug and then we left the restaurant, with Asuka and I keeping a close eye out for Bobby and his friends.

They did make me go dancing at this trendy club nearby and, while I didn't make a total fool of myself, they took mercy on me fairly early on in the night and let me drive them back to my condo.

"Do any of you have things to get upstairs?" I asked.

"We all do," Elizabeth answered as they got out of the SUV.

We took the elevator up and I opened the door and let them go in first before locking the door behind me.

"I'll just be a minute; I'm going to get out of this suit," I told them.

"We're going to gather our stuff in the meantime," Willow responded, going to the couch to grab their Red Wings jerseys.

I hung up my suit and put on some workout shorts and a tee shirt before brushing my teeth in the bathroom. When I went back out, I found the three of them sitting on the couch.

"Ladies, I gather you have something to talk about before you go?" I asked.

"Yes we do," Willow answered. "We've kind of made an important decision between the three of us, so I guess you had better see if you agree."

"Ok, what is it?" I asked.

"Asuka and I have decided that Elizabeth can say she's your girlfriend as far as the public or her family is concerned," Willow stated. "Of course, that is if you agree to it. I'm going to be touring and busy with the band and Asuka never wanted to be in the spotlight, so we think Elizabeth is the perfect choice to handle the media attention you attract. Elizabeth agrees that privately we're all equal and have equal say and access to you and you to us."

"I see," I said while thinking it over.

"What do you think?" Elizabeth asked after I was quiet for a bit.

"I was just going over the pros and cons in my head," I told her. "I'm worried that you will take advantage of the position to either muscle these two out or just become the dominant woman of the group. You are a natural leader and, while these two can be assertive, they only show their leadership in certain instances."

Elizabeth chuckled and then said, "They both told me that the position was an honorary one and they wouldn't be putting up with any uppity crap from me. They know it benefits me in my personal life where it doesn't really matter that much to them. I'm happy to be your public girlfriend but I promise not to let it go to my head. We're all equal in this group and always will be."

"If the three of you are really all in agreement on this, I suppose I have no objection to it, as long as you two know I'm not choosing her over either of you," I said after putting some more thought to it. "If this goes bad, I don't want us to become enemies and never talk to each other again. I have enough of those already. Anything else we need to discuss?"

"We want to store some clothes and some spare makeup here in the other two bedrooms," Willow stated. "That way any of us can stay over any night without a problem."

"I'm fine with that," I agreed. "Why don't you three set up the other bathroom for yourselves? You can still use the shower or big bathtub in the one between my bedroom and the middle bedroom if you like."

"Thank you Mikey," Willow said, giving me a kiss.

"You're welcome," I replied. "Anything else?"

"We're going out to the Michigan Proving grounds tomorrow morning around ten," Elizabeth informed me. "Are you going to come and watch?"

"I suppose I better, though I can't say I'll enjoy watching two of my girlfriends racing," I replied.

"We'll enjoy it for you," she said with a grin. "It's in Romeo, so it will take about an hour and twenty to get to from here."

"I'll be there," I responded.

"Ok, we should let you get some sleep, it's been a long day for you," Willow said. "Can you drive me to the proving grounds tomorrow morning? These two need to drive their death machines there."

"Sure, I'll be at your door at eight thirty," I replied as they got up.

I got kisses from each of them before they left. I was in bed ten minutes later and it took only a few minutes to fall asleep.

Sunday morning I worked out and then skated and shot myself into exhaustion before having a quick shower. I was at Willow's door for eight thirty and she opened it up almost as soon as I knocked.

"Good morning Willow," I said with a smile.

"Morning Mikey," she replied. "Please tell me we can stop for some coffee along the way."

"Sure, no problem," I replied as she pulled the door shut behind her.

She told me more about the first week of recording and how pleased they were with the results. They had two songs done plus the instrumental tracks for a third.

"We should be done the recording by the end of August, including the final mixing," she told me. "Vera is already working to get a tour set for mid-September and we'll play in Toronto on the weekend the CD comes out."

"That's great," I replied. "I'm going to have to come to the studio and watch you record something."

"You should, you would enjoy it I think," she responded. "There's a lot that goes on."

"I'll come Friday, I should have some spare time then," I told her.

"Good," she acknowledged.

We met the other two girls at the entrance and Elizabeth got us signed in and led us to the two and a half mile straight away. They also had a five mile high speed oval that they both thought they might like to try.

"Asuka, why don't you do a couple runs up and down the straight away while I check out the recording equipment to make sure it works?" Elizabeth suggested.

"Sure," Asuka replied and pulled her black Kawasaki Ninja ZX-14 motorcycle on the pavement and put it on its kickstand.

She got off the bike and put a set of leather pants and jacket as well as a pair of thick leather gloves. After giving us a grin, she put on her helmet and got back on. She looked over at Elizabeth at the controls who nodded as she pushed a button to control the lights. When they turned green, Asuka sped off down the track, hunched over to reduce the wind resistance. Elizabeth motioned us over and we looked the timer and speedometer.

"Jeez, she just did 0 to 60 in less than two point five seconds," Elizabeth said. "She's topping out at 186 miles per hour!"

"Wow that is fast!" I exclaimed.

"I can match the top end but not the 0 to 60 time," Elizabeth noted. "They had to do a couple modifications to mine to make it street legal, but it still has all the power."

She showed Willow how to run the controls and went to get her car.

Asuka came back to the starting line and we told her how she did. In the meantime, Elizabeth lined up on the second lane and got into a helmet and racing suit before getting back in.

"Ok, hit the button Willow, I'll do one on my own," Elizabeth shouted.

Willow started the countdown and Elizabeth revved the engine and then smoked the tires as she took off in a loud roar. She went like a bat out of hell down the track once the tires started gripping the road.

"Wow, 0 to 60 in just over 3.7 seconds and she got up to 184 miles per hour," Willow read out the results.

Elizabeth zipped back and quickly had the car beside Asuka.

"You ready?" she shouted to Asuka with a grin.

Asuka nodded back with a grin and put down the visor on her helmet. Willow started the countdown when they signalled ready and they took off with a roar. Asuka built an early lead and it looked like she never gave it up from what we could see at the end.

They both came back at a fast speed and got out.

"That was great!" Elizabeth said enthusiastically.

"It was fun," Asuka agreed. "There aren't many places that I can open up the bike up like that."

"I know, it's the same with me and the car," Elizabeth stated. "So, do you two want to try it?"

"Ah no," Willow replied. "I'd like to live to see twenty."

"Mike?" Elizabeth turned to me.

"Maybe your car, but most certainly not Asuka's bike," I said. "I'd kill myself for sure."

"Well, you're welcome to try it but I suggest you do a couple slower runs until you're used to it," Elizabeth replied.

I took her helmet and put it on and got into her car. She helped me with the racing harness and then explained the six speed manual shift transmission and at what rev to shift at.

Willow started the lights and I popped the clutch and spun the tires for a bit before I took off. I didn't try to get down the track as fast as I could but just learned the shifting and how sensitive the steering was. I hit a hundred and twenty five after about a mile and one fifty before starting to slow down. I turned around and roared back a bit faster until I had to brake so I could turn the car around.

"Well, how was it?" Elizabeth asked.

"Pretty good, I just wanted to get used to it the first run," I told her. "It's a great car."

"It sure is," she agreed. "Want to go again?"

I grinned and nodded. Willow started the lights and this time I tried to go through the gears as fast as I could. The car had a tremendous amount of rear torque that I had to control as I moved through each gear. Before I knew it, I was past a hundred and just shifting into high gear. I stomped on the accelerator and held the steering wheel loosely as I rocketed down the straight away. I thought I saw the speed up around a hundred and seventy before I let up and coasted to the end and turned around. I gunned the engine and drove back as fast as I could. I got out when I pulled up and took off my helmet.

"Now that was fun," I said the three of them.

"You did well for your first time," Elizabeth told me. "Do you like how the car handled?"

"It wasn't bad but it was only going straight so it's hard to judge it on just that," I replied.

Elizabeth asked Asuka and I if we wanted to try the high speed oval and we both thought it would be fun. We drove over to the high banked track and the two girls took turns driving around, starting slowly to get used to it. On the four or fifth turn around, Asuka opened the bike up a bit but didn't reach anywhere near the top end as the high banks didn't suit motorcycles that well. Elizabeth got her car up to one fifty near the end of her turn.

I had a turn at the end but kept it around one forty on the final lap. It was pretty cool to race around and feel the g-force push the car up the track as I went faster.

After we all had a turn we left the proving grounds and had a quick bite to eat before splitting up. Elizabeth went to visit her parents and Asuka went to check in with Mitsy. Willow and I went back to the condo and I worked on my assignments and read ahead for next week.

Asuka and I hit the dojo after supper and did more two against one with Sensei before they both helped me pick up learn sword fighting with practice swords.

When we were done, Asuka came back with me to the condo and we had a shower together before making love slowly in the bed. We fell asleep with her cuddled up beside me.



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Chapter 2


Monday afternoon saw me walking to the arena after my Game design course. The professor gave us the first project outline which was to set up the shell of a game, including the storage database and the simple user interface and code to control the game. Everything had to be planned out and organized beforehand or we would end up doing it all over again when something made us change our mind down the road. It also allowed for easy updates if you knew what files controlled what with proper labelling and a plan to follow. My phone rang as I was planning out the project in my head.

"Hello?" I asked absentmindedly.

"Mike, it's Ken Holland from the Detroit Red Wings," he said. "Have I caught you at a bad time?"

"Mr. Holland, it's good to hear from you," I said, quickly focusing on the conversation. "Your timing is perfect; I'm just walking to the arena to get on the ice."

"I have the pleasure of telling you that the deal went through with the Islanders and Detroit now owns your rights," he told me.

"That is excellent news Mr. Holland, and a dream come true," I responded. "Thank you for believing in me enough to give up what you had to in order to make it happen. I promise that you won't ever regret it."

"We got the deal of the century Mike, a minor league defenceman who wanted a trade and a second round pick next year, for a potential star," he replied. "We're very happy with the deal and we're thrilled that you're in our organization. The NHL office will announce the trade very soon and we'll put out a quick statement out to the normal media outlets in the next hour."

"Glad to hear the feeling is mutual," I replied. "Do you want me to come down to Detroit for anything?"

"There's no rush, sometime this week maybe so we can get a couple of pictures taken with you and discuss a few things," he replied. "What day is good for you?"

"I have Friday's open if you can wait that long, but if not I can skip an afternoon skate and be there before four pm any day, including today," I told him.

"Friday is fine, let's say ten am at Joe Louis Arena," he suggested. "Wear a suit and tie and we'll take some pictures, do a quick tour and then have some lunch where we can talk about the future."

"Sounds good, Mr. Holland, I'll be there before ten at the main entrance," I told him.

"I'll have someone waiting for you there," he replied. "Do you have a number you would like to claim? I'm afraid number five is taken as is fifty five."

"Fifty is fine if it's not being used," I told him after thinking about it for a few seconds.

"No, fifty is not being used and in fact has never been used until now," He said.

"I like the fact that I'll be the first one using the number," I told him.

"Alright, next on the agenda is the fact that Steve Yzerman is going to announce the Olympic tryout roster tomorrow so there will be questions about why you're invited especially since we just acquired you. If someone asks, just be truthful and say that the Olympic invite was extended last week and the trade just happened today so they are unrelated."

"I'll follow that script then," I agreed. "I'm sure there will be some talk about my inclusion versus other more experienced defencemen in the league. I'll leave answering those questions to you and Mr. Yzerman and the others. I'm just excited to be invited and plan to prove that I belong there."

"Sounds good to me, Mike," Ken replied. "Try not to let any negative talk get you down. You earned the invite. You're going to be one of the biggest and strongest defenceman we have there and you definitely won't be the slowest. Work hard to be in the best shape you can and you'll do fine."

"Don't worry about that, no one will outwork me there, that I guarantee," I assured him.

"Alright, Steve and Coach Babcock will be there on Friday so we'll talk more then," Ken said.

"I'll see you on Friday," I replied. "Thanks again, Mr. Holland."

"You're welcome, though I think you had more to do with this then you're letting on," he said with a chuckle.

"I have no idea what you're talking about, Mr. Holland," I replied with an innocent voice.

"You better practice that before you speak to the media," he said with a laugh. "I'll talk to you later."

"Bye for now," I replied and we hung up.

I called Asuka and told her the trade was official and asked her to pass it on to the other two. She congratulated me and said she would see me tomorrow night. I entered the arena and made my way to Coach Benson's office.

"Mike, just the man I was looking for, this is Trevor Gardiner and Pete Laval, rookie forwards that will be joining the team next month," Fred said.

"Glad to meet you guys," I said, shaking their hands.

"I put out an invite to all the rookies to come and practice for a week with you over the summer if they had time and these two signed up for this week," Fred explained. "Why don't you show them to the dressing room and we'll get ready for our hour this afternoon. They'll be joining you in the morning workout and skate for the rest of the week as well."

"That's great news, misery loves company, especially at six in the morning," I said with a laugh. "Grab your stuff and we'll head to the locker room."

I found them a couple empty lockers to use for the week in the locker room and we quickly got dressed and did some stretching as Rolf cleaned the ice. We helped him put the nets up and got Oz on one and old Patrick on the other. After a quick skate and shooting warm-up, Fred came on the ice.

"I got good news today, I was traded to Detroit," I told him off to the side. "I'm going to meet with them on Friday but I expect they'll encourage me to stay here for at least a year. It should be out on the wire soon."

"Very good news," Fred said. "When are they announcing the Olympic roster?"

"Sometime tomorrow," I told him.

"Ok, I won't tell these two until then," he said before he called them over.

"Trevor and Pete, you're going to be the offensive team against us or just Mike for the hour," Fred explained. "We want you to use your speed to get around us most of the time but also stop and use us as screens from time to time. We'll also be using you as forecheckers and see if you can hound Mike when he's carrying the puck up the ice."

They nodded and we began. Both of them were relatively small, Trevor at five ten and probably a hundred and seventy, and Pete at five eight and maybe one sixty. What they gave away in size, they gained in speed. Coach had them coming in from centre ice to start and we backed off from the blueline. Pete went wide on me the first time and I had to quickly turn from skating backwards to forwards to keep up with him. I barely kept him from going around me and right onto net, but forced him to go around the net. I went in front of the net to catch him out the other side while Coach tied up Trevor out front. I out-muscled Pete for the puck in the corner and passed it back to centre ice.

We did different versions of two on two for the next twenty minutes and then two on one after a short break. My job on a two on one break was to try and stop the final pass over to the second man and let the goalie handle the shooter. It was exhausting and unrewarding work as I only blocked about half of the passes.

The final fifteen minutes I started behind my net with the puck and had to carry it up to centre ice against the two forecheckers. I had Coach as an outlet at the half boards on one side or the other but he was usually covered by one of them, so I had to break out against the other forward and try to out skate him or deke him at some point. Sometimes they double teamed me and I either had to pass it off or try and get to centre ice before shooting it into the other zone to avoid an icing call. All and all it was a good practice and we gathered by the boards when our time was up.

"Thanks guys; I'll see you guys at six for a workout and then we'll do another hour of power skating and skills from seven to eight," I told them. "I'm sorry I can't stick around tonight, I've got a bunch of homework to do."

"That's ok, Coach told us your schedule was booked and you only had a couple hours to practice with us," Pete said. "We'll see you in the morning. Thanks for letting us help out."

I had a quick shower and drove back to the condo.

Daphne and Willow were both sitting at the dining room table listening to a recording of one of the band's songs when I came in. They both were in jeans and tee shirts and looked a bit like sisters.

"Hello ladies, have a good day today?" I asked, sliding my book bag onto the table.

"Hi Mikey," Willow replied. "We had a good session today and finished earlier than expected. Daphne's all finished here as well so she wanted to hear one of our songs."

"It looks good in here and that lasagne smells great," I complimented Daphne as I looked around.

"Thanks Mike, it should be ready to eat anytime," she said, getting up.

"You don't have to leave so soon," I told her.

"I've took an extra shift at the pizzeria so I need to get going," she said.

I handed her an envelope with the money for both condos.

"This should cover last week's and this week's for both condos," I told her. "We'll probably want some pizza later in the week as well."

"Thanks," she said, slipping it into her pocket. "I'm making a dry-cleaning run Wednesday, so let me know what needs to go, ok?"

"I will leave it on the table here Tuesday night," I told her.

"See you Wednesday afternoon, Willow," Daphne said before heading out.

"She's such a hard worker," Willow remarked after she was gone. "She reminds me of you but in a cuter package."

"Much cuter," I agreed. "You work just as hard on your music as I do my studies and hockey. And you're very beautiful so don't get jealous of her."

"Oh, I'm not jealous of her," Willow responded.

She stood up and pulled me down for a kiss.

"She doesn't get to do that, now does she?" Willow asked with a grin.

"Nope," I answered.

Are you hungry?" she asked.

I grinned down at her.

"Stupid question," she stated with a shake of her head. "Come on, let's eat."

We got the lasagne and garlic bread out of the oven and filled two plates before sitting out on the dining room table.

"The official announcement of the trade has probably broken by now," I told her. "Tomorrow they announce the roster for the Olympic team. It's going to get interesting with the media, especially because of the trade. Steve Yzerman, Ken Holland and Mike Babcock all work for the Red Wings and are highly involved in the Olympic team this time around. More than a few people are going to say they are playing favourites."

"That's nonsense, the roster was decided last week and the trade just happened today," Willow said. "But most people won't care about the timing, will they?"

"You know Canadian hockey fans, and the Canadian hockey media," was all I had to say.

"You're just going to have to ignore what they say and keep working hard so you can prove them all wrong," she told me. "I won't have you doubting yourself for the next six weeks or you'll fail for sure. I want you confident without being cocky. I want to go see you play at the Olympics in Vancouver next winter."

"Don't get your hopes up," I said. "I'm probably a thousand to one long shot to make the team. They don't pick the team until the end of the year and they will be scouting their players all season long in the NHL. Even if I have a record year in the college ranks it probably won't be enough to get selected."

"You could always go pro with Detroit," she suggested.

"They don't need me this year so I would probably be sent to the minors. I don't think that would help my cause," I told her. "I'm sure we'll discuss it Friday when I meet with them downtown at the Joe."

"Well, you can only control what you do on the ice, wherever you play," she said. "I want to see you put an all out effort every shift of every game, every practice and in the weight room. Some of those players will be coasting, thinking they're going to get an automatic roster spot. You have to play for the sixth or seventh spot and, while it's bad to say, you might have to hope that an injury opens up a spot for you."

"Yes Ma'am, I'll heed your sage advice and work my butt off every chance I can," I told her," I said. "Now, let's eat and move on to other subjects."

After supper, Willow scanned the channels to find the trade announcement while I worked on my assignments and then started planning my project on my laptop.

"Mikey, it's on ESPN now," Willow said and turned it up.

'In a surprising move, the New York Islanders have traded the rights of Mike Stewart, star defenceman of the University of Michigan Wolverines, to the Detroit Red Wings for Paul Jones, an AHL defenceman, and a second round pick in next year's draft. Garth Snow, the GM of the Islanders, put out a brief statement, stating the reason is the need for more immediate help on the ice when Stewart decided to stay at school for at least one to two more years. Ken Holland of the Red Wings also put out a statement stating that they were very pleased to pick up a local talent that they had scouted extensively last year. John, what do you think of the trade?'

'Tom, the Detroit Red Wings might have just pulled off the steal of the century with this deal. Stewart is big, fast and has a monster shot from the point. He even played forward for a few games last year. I think he could compete for a roster spot right now on the team, but they don't need him so he gets to mature and improve at the college level for at least a year. I don't know what the Islanders were thinking. It cost them nothing to hang onto him until he finished college. I think it's a big mistake, one that they will be regretting for years to come.'

'I have to agree with you John, no sense what so ever, ' the other broadcaster agreed before moving on to another story.

Willow turned down the volume.

"They're on your side tonight at least," she stated. "I'd like to hear what they say tomorrow after the Olympic announcement."

"I'll let you pay attention to that, I'm going to try not to listen to any of it," I told her.

Willow let me work for another hour before coming over to sit on my lap.

"Time for a break," she said as she put her arms around my neck. "I'd like a bit of attention please."

"Yes Ma'am," I replied, saving my work before picking her up and carrying her to the couch.

I sat down and then leaned back, pulling her down on top of me.

"So how are you enjoying your stay here in Ann Arbor?" I asked.

"It's a nice place and the studio is great," she said, looking down on me with her hands propping up her head. "I wish I could spend more time with you but at least I get to see you fairly often."

"I'm sorry that we can't be together all the time," I told her, rubbing her back. "Things are going to get even busier soon enough so we better make good use of the time we do have together."

"What did you have in mind?" she asked in a sultry voice.

"Oh, play some chess maybe," I replied with a straight face. "I'm sure you haven't been practicing."

She got such a disappointed look on her face that I had to laugh before I inquired, "What, that wasn't what you had in mind?"

"No it wasn't buster; now kiss me before I take your chessboard and shove it somewhere you won't like," she threatened with a growl.

"Yes Ma'am," I replied and planted a kiss on her lips while I hugged her tight.

Soon we were open mouth kissing and our tongues wrestled in one mouth or the other. I ran my hands down her back and, once I heard her moan, I moved them down to her jean clad ass and lightly squeezed her tight cheeks. Willow wiggled her ass but didn't make any protests as I checked her cute derriere out without taking it too far. She moaned a bit more and slid her legs to either side of me so she could grind herself lightly on my lower abdomen. After a couple minutes she broke off the kiss and looked down at me.

"Mikey, can we take our shirts off so I can feel your skin next to mine?" Willow asked. "I'm keeping my bra on but it's time we went a bit farther."

"Whatever you'd like to do is fine by me," I replied with a smile. "Just so you know I will be staring at you. I've dreamt about what you look like under your clothes for a long time."

"You won't be the only one staring," she responded with a grin as she sat up.

I helped her pull the tee shirt off of her and looked at her slim body. She had decent tone to her body without being as muscular as Asuka. Her breasts were cone shaped and looked very nice in a lacy half bra. My hands went to her shoulders and down her arms and I marvelled at her smooth skin.

"You, my dear Willow, are one gorgeous woman," I told her as I tore my eyes from her body to look at her face.

She was smiling down at me and replied, "I like how you look at me, with appreciation rather than leering at me like a boy. Thank you for the compliment but I know the others are much more beautiful than I am."

"Don't sell yourself short, you're very beautiful and sexy and you're my Willow Rose," I contradicted her. "No one else in the world knows you as well as I do or wants you more. Just wait until Katie and her style gurus get a hold of you and you'll see what I already know. You're going to have every magazine wanting you to be on their cover. The combination of your beauty and your talent will make you go as far as you want. I just hope you'll remember our time together fondly when you're a huge star."

"And where do you think you're going to be?" she asked in a huff as she crossed her arms under her breasts.

"I have no doubt some handsome Hollywood actor or top musician will sweep you off your feet in time," I said with a smile.

"Now you listen here Michael Stewart, I have my handsome celebrity right where I want him, underneath me right now," she said. "Get that shirt off so I can lie down on top of you and convince you that there is no one I'd rather be with than you."

"Yes Ma'am," I said as she scooted down to sit on my groin and help me pull off my shirt.

"Oh my," she said as I pulled it over my head, her hands reaching to caress my chest as I sat up. "Mikey, you're so muscular and ripped. Wow!"

I let her have her time exploring my torso as I watched her face and snuck some looks at her perky breasts. She eventually looked up at me and smiled.

"The real thing is much better than all the pictures," she remarked. "I can't believe how much you've done in a year to get yourself like this."

"You're done a lot to make yourself even more beautiful this year as well," I responded. "Our year away from there has done wonders for both of us. I'm so glad we've found each other again."

She impulsively hugged me and whispered into my ear, "You have no idea how much you mean to me. Promise me that we'll work hard to stay together, no matter where our careers take us. I couldn't bear not to have you in my life."

"I promise I'll do whatever it takes to be with you as long as you want me," I responded.

"Good, because I'll do the same," she told me as I rubbed her back.

Willow's hands explored my back for a couple of minutes and then she sat back a bit and very quickly undid the front clasp of her bra and pulled it off.

"I need to feel your chest on mine," she explained when she saw my look. "My pants are staying on, at least for now."

"Willow Rose, you're gorgeous," I said, moving my hand to caress one of her breasts before she could hug me.

"Hmmm," she said, biting her lip.

I brought up my second hand and took her second breast in hand. Her nipples were hard and she gasped when I tweaked them. It didn't take long for her breathing to deepen and her hips to start moving to rub herself on my erection.

"Mikey, that feels so good," she told me. "I've never felt so hot before with a guy."

I grinned at her and replied, "Now that statement needs clarification. It tells me that you have felt this way before, so who was it with if it wasn't a guy?"

She blushed and answered, "I'm not telling you that yet. Just forget I said that."

I chuckled and gave her a kiss before saying, "Don't be embarrassed, I don't mind either way; I'm glad you've had some fun before this."

She smiled and put her arms around my neck and pulled herself close to me, making me move my hands away from her breasts. I caressed her back and held her tight.

"Do you mind if we don't go any further tonight Mikey?" she asked. "I'm sorry for teasing you again."

"Willow, don't ever apologize for going at your own speed," I told her. "We stop when you want to, no questions asked, no pressure put on you."

"You're so good to me," she said with a smile. "Don't worry; I want to do more but not all at once. We'll continue from here on the weekend, I promise."

"I'll look forward to whatever you want to do," I replied.

She sat back and looked at me with a smile.

"So, what day do I get to see you on the weekend?" she asked, still without her shirt on.

"You can see me anytime you want, all of you can," I told her, caressing her shoulders.

"We all need our private time with you," she replied. "Don't get me wrong, we like getting together with you, but I can't sit on your lap without my shirt on when they're here."

"I don't know what's wrong with society when a guy can't have a shirtless girl on his lap when entertaining other friends who happen to be girls," I said, shaking my head. "You would think they would appreciate looking at her gorgeous body and maybe even go shirtless themselves. It's a damn shame."

"I'm sure you would enjoy it Mikey, but I don't think we're ready for something like that," she replied with a grin. "This isn't a harem you have here you know. We're three individuals dating you, not a group of four."

"And my world is poorer for it," I said with a sad shake of my head.

"Just be happy you have three women that put up with this crazy thing we have going on with you," Willow told me. "None of us are that thrilled that we have to share you with two other women."

"Then why do you do it?" I asked.

She reached for her bra and I helped her put it on.

"We do it because we would rather be with you part of the week rather than not at all," she said, looking at me with a bland face. "At least you have good taste in women so we can get along. Most women would be scheming of ways to belittle or get rid of the competition but we're giving this a shot without making it any more difficult than it has to be."

"I'm sorry it's not the best solution, and it's one I never would have proposed myself," I admitted. "I like you all very much but it's wearing on a guy to try and keep one woman happy, let alone three at the same time."

"What can we do to make it easier on you?" she asked as she grabbed her shirt.

"Nothing, you're handling things very well," I replied as I pouted while she put her shirt on. "I shouldn't complain, what guy wouldn't want to be in my shoes right now."

"That's right you shouldn't be complaining, you just spent the entire time playing with my boobs," she agreed with a grin.

"I'm complaining that I have to stop," I retorted. "They are wonderful boobs except when they're covered up."

She chuckled and gave me another hug before saying, "Don't worry, you'll see them again on the weekend, I promise."

"Oh goody," I said with a grin, rubbing my hands together.

Willow laughed as she got off my lap and I put my tee shirt on while she straightened herself up.

"Remember, you're welcome to come listen to us anytime at the studio," Willow informed me. "Have a good week of practices, Mikey."

"I might be free Friday afternoon but it depends on how long I talk with the Red Wings," I told her as we walked down to her condo. "Have a good week recording and I'll see you on the weekend."

I gave her another kiss at her condo door before going back to mine. I worked on my game design project until I got tired and then hit the hay.

Tuesday morning Trevor and Pete joined me in the weight room and then on the ice. We practiced getting out of our zone with all three on one team and then two of us versus one forechecker and then finally me against the two of them. At the end of the practice, we did some power skating before calling it a morning.

After classes, Coach Benson joined us on the ice in the afternoon and we practiced quick passing as we moved up the ice and into the opposition's zone, with one of us shooting on the net at the end of each rush. We also continued with the two on one and one on one practicing. It was nice to get so much ice time and get individualized attention from the coach. Asuka was waiting for me in the condo when I got back.

"Hello Michael; how was your day?" she asked, getting up from the couch as I closed the door.

"Not bad Asuka," I replied. "How was yours?"

"Good," she replied as she came close and gave me a kiss and a hug.

"I could get used to that," I said when she stepped back.

She smiled and we walked to the table to let me put my book bag down. She was in a tee shirt and snug shorts and looked very cute with her hair in a ponytail.

"I recorded some commentary on the Olympic orientation roster announcement on the TV if you'd like to watch it some time," she told me.

"How bad did they roast me?" I asked.

"Nothing bad about you, just surprised is the best way to put it," she replied.

I went over to the TV and found the recording in the DVR section and hit play.

'The Canadian's men hockey team orientation roster was put out by Hockey Canada, with Steve Yzerman as executive director this year, ' Bob McKenzie, an announcer from Canada's TSN channel, said. 'The 46 member team reads as a who's who of the greatest talent the country has to offer. Forty five of them are NHL stars for their respective teams and the only surprise is the addition of Mike Stewart, the star defenceman for the Michigan Wolverines, who yesterday was traded to the Detroit Red Wings. When asked about Stewart's selection, Steve Yzerman noted the decision to invite him was made last week, before the trade was offered by the Islanders. Here is his response when asked about him.'

'Mike Stewart is a big, very strong, puck moving defenceman with an incredible shot and a toughness that we think will be needed at the Olympics, ' Steve Yzerman stated. 'Mike actually had the most points of any defenceman in last year's hockey season while playing in fewer games. He set nine records at the draft combine for strength and endurance and everyone knows how fit he is. As with everyone invited to the camp, Mike has an equal shot of making the team. Yes he's young, but we're making a concerted effort to bring in some young talent to mix in with our older veterans.'

'So Darren, what do you think?' Bob McKenzie asked.

'Stewart is the only controversial invitee to the camp, ' Darren Dreger stated. 'The rest of the field all have a legitimate chance at making the team, though some did not have the best year last season. It should be noted that no one will be picked at the end of the four day orientation camp as it is more to get everyone familiar with the coaches' plans and to start some teambuilding. In fact, they will only have one actual scrimmage on the last day of the camp.'

Darren Dreger continued, 'In Stewart's case, he would be fighting for one of the seven spots with the other fifteen fulltime NHL defenceman and the fact that he might not even be playing in the NHL this fall leaves his selection as a long shot at best. While he possesses the size and physical skills that will make him stand out, his experience is minimal.'

'I have to agree, ' Bob McKenzie stated. 'His age and inexperience make him an easy non-pick and therefore, at best a media topic for the next six months.'

The recording stopped and I shut the TV off.

"Look at it this way," Asuka said. "The best hockey minds in the world have picked you to be one of the sixteen best defencemen that Canada has to offer. You've already made the cut from hundreds down to sixteen. Now you have to try and convince them that you're one of the seven best which means that you only have to beat out nine players. You're as big and strong as any of them, probably faster than most of them and can shoot just as hard as them. You have six months to prove to them that you're as skilled as they are."

"I like your attitude," I said with a grin. "I'm certainly not giving up until they start playing in Vancouver next February."

"That's the attitude I want to hear," she replied. "I'll talk with Sensei and we'll start focussing your training to improve your quickness and reaction times. That might help you on the ice."

"It couldn't hurt," I agreed.

We had a light supper and let the answering machine pick up the phone calls that started coming in. When I listed to the messages later, it was reporters from newspapers, sports magazines and some from the various TV sports shows that wanted to do an interview about the trade and the Olympic selection. I didn't bother copying any of them down.

We headed to the dojo and I warmed up while Asuka and Sensei discussed my new situation.

"Michael, congratulations on the trade and the tryout for the Olympics," Sensei said when they came over. "Your hard work has paid off."

"Thank you Sensei, your teaching and support has helped a lot," I replied.

"And we think we can help further by honing your reaction times and getting your instincts to take over in your hockey as well as it has in your defensive training," he responded. "Asuka and I will start you on a few exercises and will continue to research ways to make you faster."

"Thank you Sensei, I appreciate your help in this matter," I said with a bow.

"It is an honour to help you, not only for what you have already done for many, but also to help you achieve your goals for your country," he responded with a bow.

For the next two hours they ran me though reactive drills, to either defend or attack as quick as possible as the situation warranted it. Sometimes it was on a piece of equipment and other one on one with Asuka, the fastest person I knew.

I was exhausted when we got back to the condo but Asuka helped me get undressed and we washed each other in the shower. Once we were done drying off, she led me to the bed and gave me a massage with a happy ending and we fell asleep soon after.

Elizabeth picked me up Wednesday afternoon out front of the condo in her death machine. I was in a suit and tie and she was wearing a sophisticated dress in several shades of blue.

"You look very chic," I said as I gave her a kiss.

"And you look very handsome and debonair," she replied, running her hand from my shoulder down my chest. "There has been a slight change of plans. We're meeting at the Country Club of Detroit in Gross Pointe. The entire family are members and they wanted to go there for dinner. My brothers are coming as well with their significant others. They all want to meet you."

"Swell," I said as I walked around and got in the passenger side.

"Don't worry, they're excited to meet you, especially after the announcements the last couple of days," she said once she got in. "My mom won't let them gang up on you. I think she likes the idea of me dating you, which is a first."

She started up the car and took off with a roar.

"So how has your week been going?" I asked.

"School is ok, but the sorority house is in an uproar getting ready for the big summer party this weekend," she said. "Every year they have a pool party in the middle of summer and it starts this Friday night and it goes to Sunday night. They're setting up tents, decorations, tables and bringing air mattresses to sleep on."

"Sounds like a big deal," I remarked.

"It attracts hundreds of people each day and night," Elizabeth told me. "There's a different band each night and there is dancing and a lot of partying. Everyone has to wear a bathing suit or they're not let in."

I tried to keep my cool and not act like the jealous boyfriend so I didn't say anything as she turned onto the freeway and headed to Grosse Pointe.

"So how does it feel to be invited to the Olympic orientation camp?" she asked after a bit.

"It feels both good and a bit scary," I told her. "I'm proud to be invited but I'm worried of looking like an idiot out there next to all those great players. That's why I'm working so hard to be ready for anything."

"Good, I have the utmost confidence in you," she said. "So you're going to meet with the Red Wings Friday morning, right?"

"Yes, at ten at the Joe," I said. "They're going to take some pictures and give me a tour before we have lunch and talk."

"What if they want you to join the team right away?" she asked.

"There's a good chance I would go," I said. "I can take courses online or in the summer and I can do my own research on what I need to do my programming. The degree isn't as important to me as the knowledge I need. But it's probably a moot point; they don't need me next year and I don't want to spend a year in Grand Rapids at their farm team."

"I'm not sure which team I want you to play for next year," she admitted. "I'd like to see you as a Red Wing so you don't play against Michigan State this year, but on the other hand I think I might see you more if you're at Michigan."

"I'm afraid I'll probably be tormenting your Spartans at least one more year," I teased her.

"Would you like me to drive you Friday so you don't have to find a parking spot down there?" she asked.

"Thanks, but I don't want you to have to wait around for a few hours for me," I told her.

"I'd go home and wait for your call silly, it's only fifteen minutes away," she told me. "I'd like to make sure you look good and you are relaxed before your meeting. Afterwards we can spend time together before your afternoon practice."

"My practice is at three so we won't have much time together before it," I told her. "Don't you need to help out at the sorority?"

"No, it will be pretty much be done by then," she replied. "I'd still like to drive you if you don't mind."

"I don't mind," I responded.

"Good," she said with a smile before she pulled into the fast lane and floored it.

Twenty five minutes later we pulled into the country club driveway and found a parking spot. We both got out and she grabbed my hand as we walked towards the long building, built in the nineteen twenties. I looked over at her and marvelled at her beauty and grace.

"What, do I have something on my face?" she asked.

"No, I was just admiring how beautiful and graceful you looked," I told her. "I'm a very lucky man to have a lady like you wanting me to meet your family."

She gave me a lovely smile and squeezed my hand before replying, "I'm the lucky one to have you agreeing to see my oddball family. Not many guys can talk science with me in one conversation; agree to go racing with me another day, play world class hockey and look sophisticated and handsome at an exclusive country club."

"I don't know of many women who can work on a race car engine one minute while looking smoking hot in some shorts and a tee shirt and then the next time I see her she looks like she would fit in at the finest black tie event in any of the world's finest cities," I told her. "You're an amazing lady, Elizabeth Ford."

"It's nice to be appreciated for all of my talents as well as my smoking hot body," she said with a grin. "It might be best not to mention that in front of my dad and three older brothers though."

"I'll be the perfect gentleman, as much as I can be," I assured her.

"You'll be fine," she told me as we entered the building.

She led the way to the restaurant and, after speaking briefly with the man at the door, let me into to the family's table in the surprisingly busy main room. There were four couples at the long table and they all stood up when we approached them.

"Hi everyone," Elizabeth said with a smile. "This is my boyfriend, Mike Stewart. Mike, this is my mom and dad, Patricia and Charles, my oldest brother Albert and his wife Simone, my middle brother Thomas and his fiancé Chase, and my youngest brother Carl and his girlfriend Danielle."

"It's a pleasure to meet all of you," I said with a smile.

"Welcome Mike," Charles said. "It's nice to meet the man who can get my daughter to wear a dress and act like a lady."

"Your daughter is an amazing lady, able to work on an engine one minute, in the lab working on an experimental fuel the next and now looking stunning in this elegant setting," I responded. "I don't think I've met a woman with such diverse talents before."

"It's nice to hear that you appreciate Elizabeth's uniqueness," her mother said when her husband seemed for a loss of words. "I think you're bringing out a new side we haven't seen before. Let's sit down and we can get things ordered."

They had left a pair of seats near the parents, probably so we could be interrogated by them without having to shout down to the other end of the table. I helped Elizabeth with her seat and then sat down beside her as she gave me a smile.

A waiter appeared soon after we sat down to take our drink orders. Elizabeth had a white wine while I just had water.

"Why don't you have a drink, Mike?" her dad asked.

"I don't drink, Mr. Ford," I told him. "Besides being not old enough, there are always blood tests so it's not worth the hassle."

"Nothing wrong with not drinking, at any age," Mrs. Ford remarked before glaring down the table. "Some of these others started too early. You two go ahead and look at the menu, we've already made our choices."

"Any of the steaks are good here," Elizabeth said quietly as I looked at the fancy menu.

"Thanks," I replied with a grin.

I picked a twelve ounce New York Steak for my entree and she selected a filet mignon just before the waiter came back with our drinks. He took the dinner orders and the inquisition started as soon as he left the table.

"So, how did you meet our baby sister?" Albert asked from the end of the table.

I explained the situation at the prom to the table and Elizabeth stepped in to explain why she was there.

"So how did that lead to you two going out?" Danielle, a pretty brunette asked.

"We started talking on the phone and emailed back and forth for two or three weeks and then we decided to go out on a date when I got back after the NHL draft and my week of modelling," I told her.

"And now you two are going out?" asked her boyfriend Carl. "Isn't that a bit quick?"

"We just started dating," I replied. "We're still getting to know each other. One of our dates was out at the proving grounds."

"Did she let you drive her car?" asked Thomas.

"Yes she did," I answered.

"That's a first," he responded, looking around. "She never lets us go anywhere near her car."

"That's because you're terrible drivers," Elizabeth said.

The questions kept coming until the appetizer trays appeared and even after that they still quizzed me on school and hockey and my intentions on how to fit Elizabeth into my busy schedule.

After the salads had come and gone, the talk turned to my modelling and even my prior relationships. During the entrees, there were questions about my parents and my family in Toronto. I thought I saw Mr. Ford's ears pick up when he heard my Aunt's maiden name and what Uncle Aaron did.

Elizabeth took me for a tour of the clubhouse and the outside grounds, showing me the pool, the tennis courts and bowling lanes as well as a look at the golf course.

"Sorry about the inquisition, Mike," she said as she held my hand. "I'm still their baby sister and baby girl, no matter how old I get."

"It's ok, I don't mind," I said. "It shows they care about you and that is never a bad thing."

"I'll make it up to you, I promise," she said.

"Stop worrying about it, at least I get to spend time with you and that's never a bad thing," I told her. "You look gorgeous this evening."

"Thank you, kind Sir," she said with a grin. "For some reason I don't mind dressing up when I know it's for you."

"I appreciate you all the more when you do," I responded. "So do we have to go back and face the family before we leave?"

"I'm afraid so," she replied with an apologetic look on her face. "They'll probably warn you that you won't be able to touch my trust fund or get at any of my money for years in case you're after my money. What else? They might rag on you some more about playing for Michigan just to provoke you to see your reaction. Just keep cool for a bit longer and then we won't have to see them for a while."

"Ok, you're worth the aggravation," I told her.

"I promise I will be," she said with a sultry look.

"Damn woman, don't give me that look until we're out of here," I told her. "That's a 'throw you over my shoulder and take you to my bed' kind of look if I ever saw one."

"Good, I got it just right," she replied as she led me back inside.

"There you two are," Mrs. Ford said when we approached the table. "Come on Elizabeth, we're going to the washroom for a few minutes."

Without waiting for her agreement, the four women got up and her mother put her arm around her waist and started pulling her away. She resisted for a second and turned to her brothers.

"Play nice or I'll get even with all of you," she threatened.

"Is that supposed to scare us?" Carl asked with a grin.

"Screw this up for me and you'll never get in a car again without wondering if it's going to start or stall or even, heaven forbid, start smoking or lose its brakes," she said.

"I don't think you have to threaten your brothers Elizabeth, I'm sure they've seen what Mike did to that rather large hockey player last year," Mrs. Ford said. "Charles, your daughter is all grown up now, so tread lightly."

"I'm sure Mike can take care of himself," Mr. Ford said. "We'll go easy on him, Pumpkin."

Elizabeth rolled her eyes and turned to me and said, "Good luck, just try not to lose your temper with them; mom might miss one or two of them for a bit."

"I'm sure we'll be fine," I said.

She snorted as she released my hand and let her mom lead her away to catch up to the others. I sat down and looked around the table awaiting their first salvo.

"Mike, we're concerned about you dating our sister," Albert said. "You could get just about any woman you wanted so why go after someone so young and inexperienced?"

"First of all, your sister is a year older than me and she's dated longer than I have," I told them. "The reason I'm dating your sister is that she's highly intelligent, has unique interests and is funny and a joy to be around. Add in her obvious beauty, grace and elegance and there isn't a woman who can compare with her. She seems to like me just as much as I do her so we're going to see if we're compatible."

"You didn't mention the fact that she's very well off and part of a family that is very famous," Thomas spoke up. "I'm sure that would help your career."

"I have no need for name dropping to help my modelling career," I replied mildly. "I also have no need for her money; Calvin Klein pays very well. I do appreciate your concern for your sister and daughter; I would do the same thing if I had a daughter. All I can do is try to assure you that I have only the best intentions towards Elizabeth. I don't drink or go out to parties. I'm doing very well in school and in my extracurricular activities. I can make sure she's safe whenever she's out with me."

"We would rather that you don't see her," Albert stated. "We can make it very difficult for you here in Michigan."

"Gentlemen, did you really have to go that far the first time we meet?" I asked, sitting up a bit straighter. "She's had other boyfriends before so I must assume there is something you don't particularly like about me. Is there any particular reason you're so against me seeing Elizabeth or is it a general feeling that no one will ever be good enough for her?"

"It's you in particular," Mr. Ford said. "Your lifestyle and hers aren't compatible."

"I would have thought a more sedate boyfriend would be a good thing?" I said. "Elizabeth is the one who races cars and wants to go out dancing. I'm so busy with school, hockey and martial arts it's not easy to fit something in that is interesting for her."

"What about your jaunts to England, Spain and Monte Carlo a couple months ago?" Thomas asked.

"You forgot Jamaica at the beginning of that trip," I added. "I had a photo shoot in Jamaica and then had some business in England and Spain. I did take a weekend break in Monte Carlo and then came home. You must have good detectives to find out I went to Spain; that business wasn't public knowledge."

"Yes, we like to make sure the guys she goes out with aren't just after her for her money," Albert stated.

"Again, I have no problem with your concern about Elizabeth, but in the end we like each other and wish to get to know one another better," I responded.

"And what if she was to find out about all the women in your past?" Carl asked with a smirk.

"I don't have that many and they're all public knowledge, starting from the Waters twins," I told them. "We've had a discussion about our previous partners so I'm not concerned about that as a threat."

"What about this Japanese girl?" Albert asked, sliding a picture of Asuka to me. "You were seen going back to your condo with her after your martial arts training."

"She's an old friend and Elizabeth and Asuka are friends as well," I said. "You might even have a picture of another friend of ours, Willow Rose who lives in the condo a floor down from me. Both Willow and Asuka were at the proving grounds with Elizabeth and me on Sunday. We're all friends."

They were quiet for a bit as they looked at each other and then their father. He spoke up.

"Mike, Elizabeth is meant for something more than a girlfriend of a hockey player and male model," Mr. Ford said. "I'm sure you're a decent guy and you would treat her right, but as a member of the Ford family, she's destined for greater things. Surely you can see that you don't really belong in this setting?"

"Dad, how can you say that?" Elizabeth asked in shock as she walked up behind him. "Mike has worked hard to get where he is, it hasn't come to him because his grandfather or great grandfather was a brilliant man who made the family what it is today. Mike is very successful despite losing his parents. I would have thought you would hold him in higher regard because of his work ethic and intelligence rather than what his lineage is."

"Pumpkin, you weren't meant to hear that," her father said, "but you know that he wouldn't be comfortable in our world."

I chuckled for a few seconds.

"What amuses you, Mr. Stewart?" Mr. Ford asked.

"Did your detectives happen to note where I stayed while in England, Spain and Monte Carlo?" I asked.

"No, just that you were seen with multiple women at night clubs and casinos," he replied.

"This isn't meant to brag, but just to assure you that I'm comfortable mingling with high society," I told them. "In England, I stayed at the Buckingham Palace; in Spain, I visited the Duke of Castile and in Monte Carlo, I had dinner on the Royal Yacht with the Monaco Royal family. I think that qualifies me to be able to mingle with your family or other business associates. I don't talk about it because it's not who I am, but if you really need character references, I have the feeling that mine might trump any that your family can produce. Now, I think I've had enough of the interrogation for this evening so I'll wait outside for Elizabeth."

I got up and turned to the ladies and said, "It was a pleasure meeting you ladies, have a good evening. I'll see you outside, Elizabeth."

I started walking away from the table.

"What did you do?" Elizabeth asked angrily, before I was out of earshot.

I found the waiter and insisted on paying for the meal for the entire family, even though they would probably just put it on their club account. I gave him a very generous tip and then went outside and found a bench to sit on near Elizabeth's car. Pulling out my cell, I turned it back on and listened to my messages.

Some of my teammates, including John, Gary and Mark, congratulated my on both the trade to Detroit and the Olympic invite. Barb, Trisha, Mitsy and surprisingly Mr. and Mrs. Waters also called to congratulate me. Aunt Nancy and the cousins left a cute message and Katie did as well. She asked me to call back to discuss the Tracey photo shoot when I had a chance. The call I expected was also there.

The Princess called to warn me that a detective agency was asking questions about me but hadn't discovered much other than I was in Europe that week. They were monitoring the situation and would take action if they kept digging further. She also passed on her congratulations as well as her Grandmother's for the Olympic invite.

I called Aunt Nancy back and thanked her for the phone call. She got the girls on the phone and we had a fun talk. Arms came around me and I received a kiss on the cheek when I hung up after telling them I loved them.

"That was the sweetest thing I've ever heard," Elizabeth said into my ear. "I was expecting to see you smashing something out here and instead you're sweet talking your cousins."

"I didn't know which cars were theirs," I admitted as I turned my head and gave her a kiss.

She laughed and came around to sit on my lap.

"I could point them out for you if you like," she suggested.

"Thanks, but I'm over it," I told her.

"So, were you telling the truth in there about where you stayed?" she asked.

I pulled out my phone and had her listen to the Princess's message. When she was done, she pulled out her phone and called her dad and warned him to have the detective agency back off unless he wanted Ford's European operations to suffer.

Elizabeth snapped her phone shut and said, "Ok, let's go."

She got off my lap and helped me up, refusing to give up my hand before we got to her car door. I opened hers and then got in. She took off fast and peeled out onto the road.

"I'm so sorry for what my idiot brothers and dad did to you," Elizabeth said, looking over at me for a second. "I thought they might have some questions for you but I never thought that they would spy on you or investigate you. I was very mad at them as were the others. They're seriously in the doghouse for what they did and how they acted."

"I don't mind them being careful with you but I have to say their threat of making things difficult for me here in Michigan made me angry," I told her. "I don't want anyone around me to get hurt if they got caught in the crossfire, literally or figuratively."

She started swearing up a storm and went on for half a minute without repeating herself once. She grabbed her phone and pressed the buttons as if she could hurt them by proxy.

"Mom, while you conveniently had me away from my boyfriend, they had the nerve to threaten to make things difficult for him here in Michigan," she told her. "If they so much as even think of doing anything to him, the next thing they'll hear about me is my marriage to him in Las Vegas and the fact that I'm pregnant with his baby. That's if they survive the hit I'll have ordered on each of them. I swear to God that you'll never see me or your grandchildren ever again."

"No I won't settle down," she shouted. "I'm tired of them trying to run my life. I've finally found a man who I'm proud to bring home and they try to tear him down and force him out of my life. It's not going to work. He's not scared of them and I'm going to do everything I can to convince him I'm worth all the hassle they've caused."

"I don't care if they cut me off," she said. "I'm quite positive I'd have a place to stay in Ann Arbor and my with my marks I'm sure they would love me at Michigan. I'm hanging up now before you and I get angry at each other."

Elizabeth closed the phone and put it in the dashboard cubby before stomping on the accelerator and shifting into high gear.

"Honey," I said.

"What!" she snapped.

I looked at her until she calmed down and said, "Sorry Mike, what did you want to say?"

"I'd like you to slow down a bit and calm down," I told her.

She blew out some air and took her foot off the accelerator until we were within ten miles of the speed limit.

"Thank you," I said.

"Sorry for all of this," she said. "I thought it would be different with you but no one is good enough for them unless they pick him out."

"It's not the first time I've had this happen," I told her. "I'm not the best choice for Daddy's only daughter when I first meet them because of my size and what I do. They care for you which are why they do things like this. Let's just get back to Ann Arbor and we can relax a bit before you head back to Lansing."

Elizabeth nodded and we drove in silence until we got there. She was out of the car a second after she had the car in park and was walking towards the entrance before I even opened the car door. I hurried after her and caught up with her as she opened the door to the building. We rode up in the elevator in silence and again I had to hurry to keep up with her as she rushed to the condo.

Once inside and the door closed, she grabbed my hand and pulled me towards the hallway. She went directly to my bedroom and to the bed. Turning around to face me, she pushed off my suit jacket and started on my tie. I helped her with my shirtsleeve buttons as she continued by undoing the buttons down my front. I stopped her when she went to undo my belt.

"Elizabeth honey, while I've dreamed about this moment for a month now, I was hoping that you would be smiling and happy rather than determined and angry," I told her as I lightly directed her to sit on the bed and I sat down beside her. "Please don't do this just to spite your family. Our first time should be special and for us, don't you think?"

"They ruin everything," she said quietly. "I had this planned for tonight but it was going to be such a nice time with you and now they've even made this moment about them."

I put my arm around her and pulled her close.

"It's not ruined yet, we just need to slow down and forget about them for a bit," I responded. "How about we lie down and just hold each other?"

I helped her with her shoes and caressed her feet and calves for a short while before swinging her legs up onto the bed. I took off my shoes and socks and joined her. Elizabeth moved close to me once I settled down.

"Mike, I'm sorry about everything tonight, but I promise you that I'll keep them away from us," she said quietly as she caressed my chest. "I'm really not high maintenance even though it looks like it right now."

"It's ok Elizabeth, none of what happened tonight is your fault," I replied. "We're together now, through thick and thin so I put up with your family like you put up with sharing me and my busy schedule. We'll get through this together, no matter how bad it gets. You're welcome here any time you need or want to be here. I find myself caring for you very much even though we've only known each other for a month. So, if you feel the same way, I think we can still make this work."

She climbed on top of me and looked into my eyes.

"I've never felt this way about a guy before," she said. "I'm usually very loyal to my family and respectful to my father, but tonight it was if he was trying to take away my future, my reason for living. I know it sounds nuts, especially from someone who thinks of herself as a strong, independent woman, but I'm willing to give up everything to be with you. I feel it so deep inside me that I belong with you, that we belong together."

"Ok, you're a bit farther along than I am after a month," I said with a grin. "Let's not plan the wedding and our future progeny just yet. Remember we have two other people in this group of ours and I'm only eighteen."

"Sorry, sorry," she said, trying to sit up.

I pulled her tight to me and kissed her with some passion, which she returned in full measure. I caressed her back and sides through her silky dress while her hands were on my chest.

"I didn't say I wanted you to get up," I told her when I stopped the kiss. "Let's not jump too far either way tonight, ok? We both care for each other, find each other very attractive; ok, I find you very attractive and you're supposed to find me ruggedly handsome. We are going to spend time together to make sure we're compatible before we profess our undying love for one another and run off to Las Vegas to wed and procreate. How does that sound for the near future?"

"Are you sure you're only eighteen?" she asked, propping her head up with her hand. "You should be ripping off my dress and having your way with me right now after what I told you."

"I love you in this dress, so it will come off will all due care when we're ready," I told her. "I want us to take that step when we're doing for the right reasons, not to spite your father and brothers."

"You're right, our first time should be something to remember for years," she agreed. "I can see why so many women like you and still want to be with you. So, are you going to tell me about your secret life sometime?"

"How about I save that for the weekend so all three of you can hear it?" I suggested.

She pouted but I just grinned and she had grin back.

"You're not going to fall for any of our normal womanly wiles, are you?" she asked.

"Oh, I'm sure the three of you can and will twist me around your little pinkie fingers soon enough," I replied with a sigh. "The three of you know that I would give you anything anyway so there isn't any need to pull out all the stops."

"So, I can spend the night?" she asked.

"Of course," I replied. "Do you have some things to change into?"

"I was so mad I left my bag in the car," she admitted.

"Ok, I'll go get it while you relax and grab something to drink," I said, rolling her off of me.

I got up and put on a tee shirt I grabbed from the drawer. Her keys were in her purse and I fished them out.

"See you in a few minutes," I said as she turned to lie on her side.

"It's in the trunk," she told me.

I nodded and headed out. I grabbed the bag from her car and then the mail from my slot before getting back to the condo five minutes later. I flipped through my mail but nothing jumped out at me so I left it on the table and walked to the bedroom with her bag. She wasn't in the room but I heard the shower going in the bathroom.

"Hey, here's your bag," I said from the doorway.

"Come on in, I could use a good back wash," she shouted. "Asuka tells us that she loves it when you wash her all over."

"Well, so much for keeping things to ourselves," I muttered as I stepped in to see her through the glass shower walls.

She wiped the steam off the glass and looked out to see me staring at her.

"Mike, the view is much better in here," she said, giving me a sexy look.

I gave up trying to figure out women and got undressed. From what I could see through the glass I was she was going to be spectacular up close. I opened the door and stepped in to find her partially under the spray, water running down her shoulders onto her perfect breasts and down her muscular abdomen. She was a goddess with her hair wet and slicked back, her eyes wandering down my body to take in all of me.

"Elizabeth, you're perfect," I said, "brilliant, beautiful and so sexy. I can't believe you want to be with me."

She gave me a big smile and pulled me closer by my hand.

"And you are perhaps the sexiest man I have ever seen," she replied. "I'm all yours Mike."

I leaned and kissed her before running my hand down her shoulder and arm. Elizabeth's hands explored my chest and abdomen and moved around to my back and down to my bum and pulled me tight against her.

She broke away from the kiss and reached for a washcloth and soap and handed them to me before raising her arms above her head to hold her hair out of the way. I proceeded to wash her from the neck down, slowly and sensually, making sure that she was squeaky clean and well rinsed. She was panting when she turned around and leaned against the wall to let me do her back and her heavenly legs and ass.

I was quite hard when I was done washing her and led her under the spray to rinse off. I stepped out of the shower and quickly dried off and wrapped a towel around my waist before grabbing two towels for her. She shut off the water and I handed one towel to her for her hair while I dried off her body.

I led her to the bed and for the next half hour worshipped her body from head to toe, caressing and then kissing her neck down to her breasts and then down her abdomen to her bare pussy. I made her cum with my fingers and then my tongue twice before she pulled me up to kiss my wet face.

"You're going to make me pass out if you don't give me a minute to catch my breath," she panted.

"Ah, I was just getting started," I fake whined.

"I think it's time for you to have some fun," she said, reaching down to grasp my erection.

"If you think I wasn't having fun, you're sadly mistaken," I told her.

"You were very enthusiastic," she admitted. "I loved it by the way. Now would you like me to return the favour or would you like to get right to the main event?"

"The main event this time," I told her. "What position would my lady like to start in?"

"I think I would like to be on top so I can ease this monster in slowly," she responded. "That is if you don't mind?"

"Of course not," I replied and turned onto my back.

Elizabeth climbed up and spent a few minutes rubbing herself with my erection until it was soaked in her juices and she was just about ready to cum again. I was helping by pinching her nipple on one breast and holding her hip with the other hand. I was getting rather aroused as well when she finally pointed my erection into her opening and started sliding up and down on it. She was super tight and it took a couple of minutes to get as far as I could go inside her. Her internal muscles squeezed me and she bent her hips to make sure her clit was rubbing on the shaft. Eventually she started moving up and down and I gasped at how tight she was around me. She grinned down at me and started going a bit faster.

She bent over and kissed me before asking, "Are you enjoying this as much as I am?"

"You feel fantastic and look like a goddess," I told her. "You're so tight around me and yet so hot and wet at the same time. I'm not sure I can let you leave the condo."

"I'm not in any hurry to leave," she admitted with a big smile. "I'm yours to do with what you will."

I grabbed her hips and started lifting her up and down on my cock and she grinned wickedly and then got a lustful look after a minute as I kept up the speed and started thrusting up into her. I also made sure she ground her clit on me each time she hit bottom and watched her face as she started moaning.

I didn't let up on her until she screamed out her orgasm and her eyes rolled up into her head. I let her hips loose and she collapsed onto my chest, gasping for breath. I caressed her back as she tried to catch her breath.

"Wow," she said softly when she finally calmed down. "That was so, so wonderful."

"I'm glad you enjoyed it as much as I did," I replied with a smile.

"I'm afraid I'm out of energy for a little bit," she apologized as she put her head back down on my chest.

"That's understandable," I said, kissing the top of her head and rubbing her back.

She purred softly for a bit and then her breathing slowed and I realized she had fallen asleep. I had to grin as I softened and we separated. She was pretty light on top of me so I closed my eyes even though it was still early. I fell asleep listening to her heart beating and her slow breathing.

Thursday morning I woke up to find Elizabeth lying beside me, wearing a short gown and looking like an angel. She must have gotten up during the night and cleaned up and put on her nightwear. I let her sleep as I got up and had a shower. I got dressed and gave her a kiss to wake her up.

Elizabeth startled awake and then gave me a sleepy smile.

"Hi Mike," she said, reaching up to cup my cheek.

"Hi Beautiful," I replied, "sorry to wake you, but I'm heading to the arena to work out and I didn't want to leave without saying goodbye."

"Do you have to go?" she asked.

"I'm afraid so, I'm meeting a couple rookies there in about fifteen minutes," I replied. "You're welcome to stay as long as you want and help yourself to anything in the kitchen. I have a free hour between twelve and one if you're staying here today or I'll be back around four thirty this afternoon."

"I better go back to Lansing," she said, sitting up. "I'll have a shower here and then head out. I'll see you tomorrow morning at nine to drive you to the Joe."

"You don't have to do that, especially if you're not going to go to your parent's place while you wait," I told her.

"Oh, only my mom will be around and we'll have a nice chat all about my hunky lover," she said with a grin as she stood up.

She wrapped her arms around my neck and said, "That was the best night of my life, Mike Stewart. I'm sorry that I fell asleep on you. Tomorrow sometime I will return the favour, I promise."

"I enjoyed last night immensely," I assured her. "I can't wait to be together with you again, my gorgeous angel."

I wrapped her up in my arms and gave her a kiss that she happily returned.

"You have a good day and I'll talk to you this evening," she said when I let her go.

"You too, and drive safely," I replied as she walked me to the door.

I gave her one last kiss and then left the condo. Trevor and Pete were already getting into their workout clothes when I strolled into the locker room.

"Morning guys," I said cheerfully.

"Morning," they mumbled back.

I chuckled and got dressed before leading them to the weight room. After an invigorating workout we got into our hockey gear and went onto the ice. We practiced our breakouts from our end after we did our usual warm-up skate and shooting practice. We also continued two against one and one against one drills until it was time to go.

School was getting into a predictable routine and I worked on assignments during my lunch hour after checking my messages. I called Katie back and she thanked me for doing the photo shoot with Tracy and informed me that they would be using the photos in an upcoming ad campaign. She also let me know that Stacey was working out well and training along side of her.

After I finished that call, I left a message for Elizabeth, telling her how much I enjoyed our evening together. I walked to Game design class and sat through another interesting lecture. I met Asuka back at the condo when I finished afternoon practice. She was in a pretty summer dress and low heels.

"Hi there Asuka, you're looking very nice this afternoon," I complimented her.

"Hello Michael; how was your day?" she asked.

"Fine, and how was yours?" I replied.

"Good," she answered. "Would you like to go out to dinner with me at the family's restaurant?"

"Sure, let me get into some better clothes and pack my workout clothes so we can go right to the dojo afterwards," I responded.

She smiled and said, "I've already packed your gear and laid out your clothes."

I laughed and went in to change. She followed and leaned on the door frame and watched.

"Elizabeth was very happy today when she told us about your night," Asuka commented as I dressed.

"Did she tell you about her family?" I asked.

"Yes, we'll have to be vigilant in case they try something," she replied. "I've already disabled the car of the people here to spy on us, so they won't follow us. You're going to have to get used to closing the blinds and curtains when we're with you. I did a sweep of the condo and you're still clear."

"Thanks Asuka, I'm glad you're here to look after us all," I told her.

"We all bring our different areas of expertise to the group," she replied as she came over to straighten out my collar. "There, you look very handsome this evening."

"I need to be if I'm going to escort such a lovely lady to dinner," I told her as I bent down and gave her a kiss. "We need to get a picture together in the gardens this evening."

She smiled and nodded.

We drove to the Japanese restaurant and were seated in a small alcove by a smiling hostess. I let Asuka order the food and we ended up with several types of sauces to dip various meats into as well as steamed vegetables and rice.

"So, you've won over two of your ladies and the third is preparing for her turn this weekend," Asuka said. "We're all very happy with how things are going."

"So am I," I agreed. "I'm glad the three of you are getting along so well and that each of you is happy being with me. I know it's not easy with my schedule and having to share, but I'm surprised how well it's going."

"That's because you have three highly motivated women as your partners," she explained. "You take care of us so well and we want you to be just as happy with us."

"I am, believe me," I told her.

We had a lovely dinner and the waitress and Asuka had an extended conversation in Japanese before we left.

"Asuka, I'd like you to teach me Japanese when we're together," I told her. "Not all at once but over time. Since we're going to be together for a long time, we should be able to converse in your language as well."

Her smile told me how much she appreciated what I had said.

"Michael, of course I'll teach you," she replied. "Thank you for being so thoughtful and caring. I will start slowly and ask for assistance from Mitsy on how best to proceed."

"Thank you for taking on the task," I responded. "I'm not very good with languages so you're going to have to be patient with me."

"Of course, I've had to be with your physical training so I'm used to it," she said with a grin.

I laughed as we got up and left the restaurant and drove to the dojo.

Sensei and Asuka continued to find innovative ways to work on my speed and reflexes while also advancing my normal martial arts training. I was tired when we finished up but not exhausted.

When we got into the condo, I decided to take charge and gave her a massage after first ramping up her desire by giving her an erotic body wash. My massage also became an erotic one and I made sure she was more than ready when I slid into her from behind.

"Oh, Michael," she moaned as she arched her back.

She came quickly and I didn't let up on her but just continued on until we both came hard before collapsing onto the bed, with me on my back and Asuka panting on her stomach.

"Michael, you're an excellent lover, you bring out my passion like no one has done before," she told me when she calmed down a bit.

"I'm glad you enjoyed it as much as I did," I said, looking over at her.

She moved close and gave me a kiss before lying beside me with my arm around her.

"Good night Asuka," I said.

"Good night Michael," she replied.

Friday morning Asuka reminded me that Elizabeth would be here to drive me to the Joe.

"She'll have your clothes ready for you so get back here as soon as you can," Asuka said after I kissed her goodbye. "Treat her extra special today Michael, she's still upset about her father and brothers."

"I treat all three of you very special every time I see you," I told her. "I'm glad you care for the other two as well as me."

"Of course I care about them, we're a group of four, not three couples," she responded. "Now got get in some practice before you rust up like an old bucket."

"Yes Ma'am," I replied before heading out to the arena.

The two rookies looked a bit more chipper this morning, probably as they would be heading home after this afternoon's practice. I worked out hard and then continued the strong effort on the ice. We practiced penalty shots for a bit and then the usual skills and two on ones drills. I left a bit early so I could get back to the condo to meet Elizabeth.

"Hi there gorgeous," I said when I entered to see her sitting at the table doing some work on her laptop.

"Hey there, handsome," she replied with a grin. "I laid out a shirt, tie and suit that you will look good in for the meeting if you want to go shave and then get into them."

"First I need a kiss," I told her as I walked over to the table.

I leaned down and gave her a lover's kiss as my hand rubbed her back.

"Very nice, now go shave before you give me a rash!" she responded, giving me a stern look.

"Yes Ma'am," I replied with a grin and went to do as she commanded.

Fifteen minutes later, after she had pronounced me ready, we were on our way downtown.

"Are you nervous?" she asked.

"A bit," I admitted. "I'm going to meet Ken Holland, Steve Yzerman and Mike Babcock; they were Stanley cup champions last year and almost again this year. The only thing that would make it any better was to meet Nicklas Lidstrom but I'm sure he's in Sweden for the summer."

"You'll do fine, just remember you're probably half a foot taller than them and forty pounds heavier," she told me. "You deserve to be there and they want you as much as you want to be a Red Wing. It's a win-win situation so try to relax. They all seem to be nice men so I'm sure they'll make you feel welcome."

"I hope so," I said.

She told me about her school work and more about this weekend's party preparations.

"So are we going to see you this weekend?" I asked.

"Of course, why would you ask that?" she inquired.

"The party this weekend," I stated.

"Oh, I'm not going to that, silly," she said. "Do you think I want those guys staring at me when I can get you to do more than stare?"

I smiled at her in relief and replied, "It sounded like you were going as a matter of course. I have to say I'm glad you're not. Just the thought of you in a bikini surrounded by those frat guys was making my blood boil. Even though I trust you, I don't trust them."

"Mike, you should have said something right away so you didn't have to worry," she told me.

"I didn't want to come across as the insanely jealous boyfriend, especially so early in our relationship and after what your family was pulling," I responded.

"That was smart of you but unnecessary," she said, squeezing my hand on the armrest. "The three of us know you're both protective and possessive of us and trust me, we like that about you. Just tell us what you're thinking and we'll tell you if you're out of line."

"Yes Ma'am," I responded with a grin. "So, what are the plans for this weekend?"

"Willow wishes a night alone with you, so either tonight or tomorrow night she gets you," Elizabeth replied. "All three of us want to spend time with you obviously, so we're waiting to see what happens with you today and then we'll make some decisions."

"Let's all have dinner together this evening to celebrate a bit and then see where things go from there," I suggested. "That is, if everyone can make it. I'm sure the three of you have other things to do on the weekend besides being with me all the time."

"True, we had planned on putting on our smallest bikinis and seeing what was up at this sorority party we heard about," she replied with a grin.

I just shook my head and she laughed.

"Ok, maybe we'll try them out for you instead," she told me.

"We could go to a beach or a hotel with a pool if you want," I suggested. "Or we could rent a boat and go out on the lake for the day."

"All good ideas," she mused. "I'll talk things over with Asuka and Willow and we'll make some plans."

We got to the Joe with about five minutes to spare so she put the car in park and leaned over to give me a kiss.

"Good luck Mike," she said. "Remember; be respectful but confident in your abilities. They want you as much as you want to be a Red Wing. Willow, Asuka and I are so proud of you."

"Thanks Elizabeth, it means a lot to me that all of you are so supportive," I told her. "I'll call you when I'm done. Good luck with your mom and your family."

"Thanks, I'll see you this afternoon," she replied as I got out.

She took off in a roar and I climbed the steps to the Gordie Howe entrance and found a door that was open.

A big man, close to my size, came up to me with a smile.

"Mike, I'm Jiri Fischer, director of player development for the Red Wings," he said, holding out his hand. "Welcome to Joe Louis Arena and congratulations on the trade."

"It's nice to meet you Mr. Fischer," I replied. "I loved to watch you play when I was younger. I'm glad to see you still with the organization."

"Mike, call me Jiri, I'm only ten years older than you," he said with a chuckle. "Come on, the brain trust is waiting for us along with a photographer to take some publicity shots before we do a tour."

"Sounds good," I replied and he guided me to the Red Wings area on the lower level.

Jiri walked me to a conference room and introduced me to Ken Holland, James Nill, the assistant GM, Steve Yzerman and Mike Babcock, the coach. I shook their hands and told them how nice it was to meet each of them.

"Mike, we're going to get a few pictures right now in your suit and in a Red Wings jersey before we do a tour and then sit down to discuss a few things with you," Ken took over.

"Sounds good," I said.

They had the team photographer standing by and we lined up in front a huge red wing logo and he took a bunch of pictures with various people standing beside me. After we were done with me in a suit, they had me hold up a jersey with the number 50 and M. Stewart on the back.

They took some more pictures like that and then a few with me wearing it.

"Ok, enough of that," Ken said. "Jiri will give you a tour of our facilities and then we'll all meet for lunch and discuss a few things."

"Alright," I agreed.

The tour lasted about half an hour and encompassed the locker rooms, the equipment room, the weight room and the various video and other specialty rooms. We even checked out the luxury boxes upstairs before meeting up with the others in the Olympia Club for lunch. I ordered a simple club sandwich and salad and the conversation was light at the beginning. I was asked about my childhood and told them about growing up in Dryden and playing hockey with my dad on our home rink.

I then was asked to talk about what I was taking in school so I filled them in on my major and what I was taking in terms of graduate classes to finish early. I also explained my position about taking only my core courses and what I could finish up later if they needed me to join them earlier.

"We've been talking the situation over and we think we're set for this year on defence, barring any injuries," Ken stated. "So you can either join the Griffins in Grand Rapids for the year or stay in school. Next year you should be that much better and should compete for a roster position on defence when some contracts come due."

"That's what I expected you to say," I responded. "It should give me enough time to finish what I need to do at school."

"We might have need of you after you finish the year next April," Jim Nill spoke up. "Sometimes an extra defenceman can be a Godsend just before playoffs."

"That would be fine, we should be done with the NCAA tournament by April," I said.

Ken nodded to Steve.

"Now, in terms of playing hockey for Canada, we've talked things over with the Hockey Canada group and we want you to get more international playing experience," Steve Yzerman informed me. "So we've got you invited to the development camp for the Canadian team for the under 20 World Junior Hockey Championship, or the WJHC for short. The camp is in early August, from Wednesday August fifth to Sunday August ninth in Saskatoon, Saskatchewan."

"Is this instead of the Olympic invite?" I asked.

"No, you can still come to Olympic orientation camp at the end of August," Steve replied. "We're hoping you'll be invited to the selection camp for the Junior Championship in mid-December and play in the actual tournament starting December twenty-sixth through to January fifth. This will give you some international experience that everyone is looking for in their Olympians. We're going to announce the final Olympic roster during that tournament in Saskatoon so it will give you a bit more credibility if we select you."

I thought about the issues for a bit. It would make school a bit more difficult for this semester and also in the fall semester in December for exams. The Wolverines always played at the Great Lakes Invitational at the end of December as well. There were things to work around but I didn't want to say no to them.

"I'll have to talk to Coach Benson about missing a couple games in mid-December and then the Great Lakes Invitational," I told them. "The school work in August I can work around but in mid-December I might have exams that I'll have to re-schedule. If you give me until Monday afternoon to re-arrange some things, I should be able to give a confirmation then."

"Sure Mike, that would be fine," Steve said. "We have to be honest with you; your chances are slim that you would make the Olympic team but doing well at the WJHC camps and playing in the tournament make them a bit better."

"I realized that I was a long shot from the get go," I responded. "If playing at the WJHC helps my chances then that's what I'll do, unless Coach Benson is adamant against it. I think he'll be happy to hear that I'm coming back for another year, so he should be flexible."

"I think he'll be ok with it," Ken Holland said. "If there are any problems, have him call me and I'll see what I can do to help smooth things over."

"Ok, you can assume I'll go to both camps in August and unless something strange occurs, I'll be attending the selection camp in mid-December," I responded. "If I don't make the junior team, I think it's safe to say that I won't make the Olympic team."

"That's probably a realistic assumption," Steve Yzerman agreed. "You're going to have to show us that last year wasn't a fluke, and with a team that lost a big portion of your better players. You're on the list because of your physical play and your big shot from the point as well as your other offensive skills. You need to show us improved defensive play this year as well as leadership with all the new rookies you'll be bringing in."

"I need to do that as a matter of course for the Wolverines," I responded. "This is going to be my last year at Michigan so I'm properly motivated whether or not you're watching. The Olympics invite is extra incentive of course, but the effort won't have to change because of it. I put everything I have into whatever I'm doing. Life is too short to do anything else."

"I like your attitude," Mike Babcock said. "That's part of why you were invited. I need you to stir up the pot at each camp but especially the Olympic one in August. We'll be playing a fast tempo, physical style in order to put a lot of pressure on the opposition from start to finish and I want you to get that point across from the get go."

"That's not a problem, I can play the overeager rookie card when they don't like getting hit starting with the first shift on the ice," I told them. "It's always one way to eliminate the competition and to thin the herd if they don't keep their heads up. Some of those guys might think they can coast through the camps because it's their off season, but I'm doing two a day practices plus working out every day of the week to get ready for this. I will not be embarrassed out there or be outworked."

They looked at each other and grinned.

"That's the attitude we're looking for," Steve stated. "Show us that for the next six months and you just might win a spot on the team if your hockey sense catches up to you physical abilities."

"If that's all it takes, then I'll make arrangements now to be free in February next year," I replied with a grin. "I'm not going to make it easy to pick someone else."

"If we wanted an easy time of it, we wouldn't have invited you in the first place," Steve responded. "I'd like nothing better to be able to add you to the list."

I nodded and finished up my lunch. They gave me two playbooks to study for the camps in August and told me to keep them secure and secret for obvious reasons. I assured them that they would be locked away in a safe when not being studied. I left them in the Olympia club after shaking everyone's hand when we were done and called Elizabeth to come get me.

I checked my messages and then read though the playbooks while I waited for her on the steps outside.

"So, how did it go?" Elizabeth asked after I climbed into her car fifteen minutes later.

"Good," I replied. "I'm staying at Michigan for the coming year."

"That's good news," she replied with a smile. "What else?"

"They want me to play in the under 20 World Junior Hockey Championship for Canada, so there is a development camp in early August and then a selection camp in mid-December," I told her. "If I get selected, the tournament is right after Christmas so I would miss the Great Lakes Invitational. I have to talk to the coach this afternoon and get back to them. If I don't play in it, then I definitely won't get picked for the Olympic team."

"Then you'll have to make sure you play in it," she said matter of factly. "Anything you can do to make your chances better is a necessity."

"I know," I agreed. "So, how was your visit with your mother?"

"So-so," Elizabeth replied. "She agrees that my brothers and father were idiots, but she's concerned about you fitting in."

"Honestly, the way that your family treated us, I'm not sure how much I really need to fit in because we're not going to be hanging out with them much," I commented. "You can always go visit by yourself when I'm busy."

"Mike, I don't want our relationship with them to be like that," she said.

"Neither do I," I agreed, "but even your mother has her reservations about me. And you have to admit, my first encounter with your family was spectacularly bad. I don't see them warming up to me unless I win a World Junior gold, an Olympic gold, the Stanley cup along with being knighted by the Queen and moving into a castle."

"They wouldn't care about the World Junior gold," she replied with a grin. "Go ahead and do the rest though. You better tell us about what happened in your secret life if you really could be knighted by the Queen."

"I couldn't be knighted by the Queen even if either of us wanted that," I replied. "Canadians can't be knighted."

"And you would know this because?" she asked.

"I read it in a history book," I answered. "So I'm afraid I'm never going to be good enough for your parents. So are you going to drop me off at my condo, never to be seen again?"

"I think not," she said. "I might have done that if you weren't so terrific Wednesday night. They're going to miss me sooner or later and have to grow to love you like I do."

She got a worried look on her face and looked over at me quickly.

"I meant to say care for you like I do," she stammered out.

"Relax, I'm not going to jump out of the car just because you said the L word, whether you meant it or not," I said with a chuckle. "I'm glad you enjoyed Wednesday night as much as I did and that it helped make you want to stay with me. I care for you, Asuka and Willow very much. I'm not sure if it's love yet but let's just say that I wouldn't have let you just drive away out of my life."

She relaxed with an audible release of air.

I laughed at her reaction and said, "Having a gorgeous, brilliant and very sexy woman like you say that you love me is never a bad thing, Elizabeth. You should know me well enough that I'm not going to run away in a panic. I hope you don't mind if I wait until I'm sure about it to reciprocate. I can tell you that I really care for you, lust after you and probably more than half way in love with you."

"That's good enough for now, but after this weekend it had better be at least three quarters," she said with a fake frown.

"Yes Ma'am," I replied.

We drove back to my condo and she came up with me, this time remembering her bag. She insisted on helping me hang up my suit and shirt and then I helped her out of her dress. I undid her bra but she held it to her chest.

"Excuse me, but I need that on underneath my other clothes, Mister," she said.

"Oh, we can but it back on in a bit," I told her as I kissed her. "I don't have to be at the arena for an hour."

"And you think I'll just hop in bed with you just because you're in your underwear?" she asked.

"And you happen to be in yours," I said as my hands travelled down her back to her butt and pulled her close. "We don't have to get into bed if you don't want to."

Her hands let go of the bra and reached down to pull down my underwear. She grabbed my growing cock when it was loose and started stroking it.

"You didn't finish on Wednesday night, did you?" she asked. "I think I better make sure my man is taken care of properly from now on, especially if I'm going to be disowned for hanging out with him."

"I thoroughly enjoyed Wednesday night, so don't think you have to take care of me," I told her. "How about we take care of each other?"

I put my hands inside her panties and caressed her ass for a bit, eventually slipping a hand between her cheeks to find her pussy wet as she pushed her ass out to give me access. She moaned as my fingers rubbed her slit and grazed her already swollen clit. I quickly pulled her panties farther down her legs until they fell to the ground and turned her towards the bed, getting behind her. She spread her legs a bit wider and bent over to show me her taut ass while I got out of my underwear. I moved up behind her while she looked over her shoulder at me with lust in her eyes. Without breaking eye contact, I bent my knees and guided my cock to her pussy and slowly slid in without stopping until I was as far in as I could go.

Her eyes lost focus as she gasped and then moaned in pleasure. She was so tight around me but I felt like I went in deeper than ever. I grasped her hips and pulled back out while holding her in place. I stayed in her opening for a few seconds until she whimpered and then thrust back in a bit faster and heard her sigh in appreciation.

"That feels so good, Mike," she said. "You're so deep and big inside me."

I started moving in and out slowly, making sure Elizabeth's pleasure ramped up gradually. Eventually she wanted me to go faster and started talking dirty to get that.

"Mike, that feels so good, I need to go faster now," she said. "I want you to fuck me harder."

I stayed the course to see what she would do.

"Please Mike, I need you so bad," she said, pushing her ass back each time I thrust in.

"I like this speed just fine," I told her. "You're so tight and hot around me."

"You're driving me crazy, Mike," she replied. "Please fuck me harder. I'm begging you."

I bent over and started caressing her breasts which she liked but I actually slowed down a bit which she didn't appreciate.

"Please Mike, I need you so bad," she moaned. "I'll do anything you want afterwards, please fuck me harder."

"What are you offering?" I asked as I sped up a bit.

"That's a bit better," she said. "I'll take that huge cock of your in my mouth and suck you dry."

"That sounds very nice," I responded, giving her a few harder thrusts.

"Oh yeah, fuck me hard Mike," she stated. "It feels so good."

Elizabeth really got into it, pushing back against me harder and moaning after every thrust. I kept her at that level for a few minutes until she wanted more again.

"Mike, I want to cum so bad and to feel your cum inside me too," she said. "Please make me cum. Fuck me until I scream."

I reached under her and found her clit and started rubbing it while still thrusting into her.

"Oh God, that's so good," she said, as she started moving herself back and forth faster to try and get herself off.

I let things continue until she was close and then stopped rubbing her clit and slowed things down again.

"Mike, what's wrong, I'm so close!" she practically shouted as she turned to look. "Please, I really need you to make me cum. It was going so well."

I thrust deep inside her and stayed in there while holding her hips tight against me.

"Just catching my breath, Elizabeth," I said. "I'd thought we would slow things down for a bit to make things last longer."

"Michael Stewart, if you don't fuck me hard I'm going to have Asuka torture you for a week!" she shouted.

"Now, now, threats won't get you anywhere with me," I said, slowly pulling out and pushing back in to hear her moan.

"Mike, please make me cum, I'll do anything you want," she begged as she tried to move but my hands on her hips kept her still. "Anything, anytime and anyplace you want. I'm yours if you just fuck me."

"Deal," I said and pushed back into her and quickly got into a rhythm.

"Oh, that's much better," she moaned and started moving against me.

This time when she was close I made sure she went over the top and joined her in her ecstasy and finally released inside her with a shout. Elizabeth screamed into the bedspread and then collapsed facedown onto the bed while I lay on my back beside her.

"You were so mean to me," she said when she finally caught her breath. "That was sexual torture of the worst kind."

I grinned at her and replied, "You seemed to love it at various times during our interlude and especially at the end. Just remember we have a deal now."

"No way!" she protested. "That was done under duress and under the Geneva Convention is deemed to be in contravention of several human rights and therefore unenforceable."

"We're not in Switzerland so I plan to invoke the deal often and too my benefit," I replied as I turned to her and caressed her back and her gorgeous ass.

"I'll give you twenty minutes to stop that and then you'll be in trouble mister," she said with a sigh.

"Unfortunately, I need to get to the gym so you'll have to wait until tonight," I told her.

"What if Willow wants you tonight?" she whined.

"Then you'll have to either join us or sleep in another bedroom with Asuka," I told her.

She stared at me for a few seconds while she thought about what I said.

"Mike, Willow deserves at least a first night alone with you," she said quietly. "Then we can all talk about being a foursome rather than three couples."

"You don't sound like you're against it," I noted.

"We'll see," she said. "At least you had the smarts to pick three smart and gorgeous women to be in your harem."

"My evil genius plan is coming together," I said in my best evil voice as I rubbed my hands together.

She had to laugh at me and leaned over to give me a kiss.

"You're a kook," she told me. "Just promise me you'll be gentle with Willow for her first time. You're probably a bit big for a girl's first time so make sure she's well prepped before you deflower her."

"Of course I'll be gentle," I said. "I have you to torture you instead this weekend. I'm going to have a quick shower and head to the arena. I'll see you in a couple of hours."

She climbed to the head of the bed and I covered her up before heading to the shower.

Elizabeth was actually sleeping when I came back in to get dressed so I left her in peace and went to the arena. While the two rookies were resting during a break I broke the news to the Coach.

"I figured they would want you to join the junior team," he said. "They probably wanted that all along and used the Olympics to draw you in. The only problem I see is you missing a few games which the other team members won't like. We better explain it at the start of the first practice so everyone knows right away."

"I'm not happy about missing both games and school but the chance to go to the Olympics doesn't come around very often," I said.

"No, it doesn't," he agreed. "I don't blame you and I don't think the guys will hold it against you if they know from the start."

We finished the practice and I thanked the guys for helping out this week before having a shower. I found all three ladies in the condo when I got back. They were in shorts and tee shirts and looked very cute.

"Hello ladies, how was your day?" I asked cheerfully.

"Apparently not as good as yours," Willow replied with a smirk. "We found this one all cozy and naked in your bed when we got there. She tells us that you were a cruel beast to her, torturing her for hours."

"She said that, did she?" I asked with a grin as I looked at Elizabeth.

"It was horrible," Elizabeth said. "He did unspeakable things to me and forced me to promise to do anything he wants, anytime and anywhere."

"And yet you're still here two hours later," I observed. "She doesn't have a mark on her and she's sitting here cool and calm as can be. I think she's trying to pull a fast one on you two."

"That is true," Asuka said, playing along. "She seems perfectly healthy and not the least bit panicked about being here. What kind of torture was this anyway?"

Elizabeth blushed and whispered into her ear and Asuka grinned at her and then me.

Willow asked, "What was that?"

Elizabeth turned her head and whispered in her ear and it was Willow's turn to blush.

"Oh my," Willow said, looking at her and then me.

"Don't believe her, Willow," I said. "She's just trying to scare you."

"I'm not scared," she replied. "I'm tired of waiting for my turn."

"Then we'll make sure it's your turn next," I told her with a smile.

"Good," she replied, smiling back at me.

"Shall Asuka and I give you two some privacy then?" Elizabeth asked with a grin.

"No, I think tomorrow night would be best," Willow responded.

"Ok, so what's on the agenda for this evening?" I asked.

"We've made some arrangements for this evening," Elizabeth answered. "Go get into some shorts and a tee shirt and we'll be on our way."

"Don't I get to know what it is we're doing?" I asked.

"No, it's a surprise," she replied. "So let's go, we don't have time to waste."

I got changed as directed and this time I drove, following Elizabeth's direction. Eventually we ended up to the Detroit Yacht club on the Detroit River and she led us to a cabin cruiser at one of the berths.

"Tanya, we're here," Elizabeth said loudly.

"Liz Ford, no need to bellow like a sailor; come on board girlfriend," a voice said.

I helped the girls over the side and we found a very tall, light mocha skinned black girl, dressed in a white bikini, smiling at us as she came from the cabin below.

"Tanya, this is Willow, Asuka and Mike," Elizabeth made the introductions.

We all said hi to her and she responded.

"Welcome aboard, any friend of Liz's is a friend of mine," she stated. "The girls can all get changed down below while Mike can help me untie us from the dock."

I went up back onto the dock and undid the bowline from the dock and then the stern, holding the line as I jumped back on board. Tanya had the engines started up on the bridge so I coiled up the lines and then joined her up top. She was in great shape, maybe even an athlete as she was muscular without being overly so.

"All untied, Skipper," I said as stood beside her.

"Let's head out then," she responded with a smile.

She gunned the throttle and eased away from the dock and slowly headed out of the marina. Once out beyond the breakwall, she sped up and turned right, to head east to Lake Erie.

The girls all came up in matching white bikinis and I must have had a big smile on my face when looking at all four of them.

"Ok Mikey, go put on your bathing suit so we can ogle you too," Willow instructed me. "We left your swimsuit down below."

"Yes Ma'am," I replied and headed down, listening to them giggle as I left.

I found my swimsuit on the bed beside their clothes and was thankful they didn't try and make me wear a Speedo. It was still a tight one but at least it was down my legs a bit. I slipped it on and left my clothes beside theirs and went back up. The girls stopped chatting when I rejoined them topside. They all stared at me for a bit and I knew what women felt like when I stared at them.

"Wow, that is some hunk you ladies have there," Tanya stated, looking me up and down. "There is no need to pay for gas after letting me see him like that."

"Well, all four of you are looking quite sexy yourselves," I said, giving each of them a look up and down. "So where are we headed?"

We're just going to cruise up and down the river, maybe go out into both lakes for a little bit," Tanya said. "If we want to stay out overnight, we could cruise to Put-in-Bay in Ohio but we need to plan a bit for that one. Besides, the four of you would attract a lot of attention there, dressed like that."

"And you wouldn't?" Elizabeth asked with a grin. "You're looking just as good as we are."

"Maybe, but no one messes with me there," she replied. "They would eat you alive if you went there looking so fine. It's a big party town and sometimes it can get pretty rowdy."

"I'm sure we'd be perfectly safe," Asuka said, "but there is no need to subject ourselves to that type of behaviour, especially since none of us feel the need to drink."

"So we'll just cruise for a bit and then pull in at a marina I know on the Canadian side and have a nice meal before cruising back past Detroit again and into Lake St. Clair," Tanya said. "You all brought your passports like I told you, right?"

"Yep," Elizabeth said. "We brought Mike's as well."

"Ok, why don't you all relax for a bit and get some sun while we cruise for a bit?" Tanya suggested. "There are drinks in the bar fridge but there's no alcohol on board because each country's Coast Guard will stop us, especially with what we're wearing."

Willow and Asuka went up front and had me put suntan lotion on them before they lay down on the deck. Elizabeth and Tanya had me do them next while they sat up in the bridge. I brought them each some lemonade before finally resting in the back, watching the skyline of both Detroit and Windsor disappear as we went under the Ambassador Bridge.

We cruised downstream and eventually crossed over the invisible border and pulled into a marina in Amhurstberg, Ontario. We paid for a temporary berth and put on our shorts and tee shirts before having dinner at Duffy's. The Canadian coast guard was just down the water a few hundred yards so we checked in afterwards and then turned back towards Detroit, crossing over to the U.S. side right away.

The girls shed their clothes to get a bit more sun until we came close to the bridge where a U.S. Coast Guard cruiser was waiting and pulled up to us. The girls quickly got dressed, much to the men's displeasure. We showed our passports and a couple of the guys checked out the boat and then let us go on our way. We cruised along the Detroit River, past Elizabeth's parent's place and some of her other relatives' houses before heading back to the Yacht club. We thanked Tanya for the cruise and promised to get her tickets to some of my games.

We arrived back at the condo building in the dark and they all came up to the condo.

"Ok, I don't know about you three, but I'm exhausted," I said. "You can all sleep with me or there are two other beds that you are welcome to use in any combination you like. I'm going to be up at five to go to the rink so let's head to bed."

I didn't wait for them to decide but led the way down the hallway after locking the door. I put on some underwear and a pair of loose shorts while they were still out in the living room. After brushing my teeth, I walked to the kitchen and grabbed some water bottles, passing them each way.

"What's the holdup?" I asked, passing them each a bottle.

"We're trying to decide who sleeps with you," Elizabeth said.

"It doesn't matter, I'll be asleep in five minutes," I told them. "You can all come in if you want. It's going to happen eventually so we might as well get used to it."

"We wanted to hear about what you did for the Queen and the others," Elizabeth said.

"Tomorrow morning I'll tell you, I promise," I said. "Now let's go to bed."

I led the way and they followed. I slid into bed and watched as they went into the bathroom to get ready. I was almost asleep when they came out, dressed in short gowns. Willow and Asuka got on either side of me and Elizabeth got behind Asuka.

They each gave me a kiss before the two cuddled up on either side of me, with Elizabeth lying close to Asuka.

"Good night ladies," I said as they got comfortable.

"Good night Mikey," Willow said.

"Good night Michael," Asuka added.

"Good night Mike," Elizabeth finished up.

It didn't take me long to fall asleep, even with three beauties in bed with me. The two on either side of me were content to rest their heads on my shoulders and their hands on my chest of abdomen. Elizabeth got close to Asuka's back to complete the quartet as I drifted off to sleep.

Saturday morning, even Asuka stayed in bed when I slipped out from underneath the two ladies. I quickly got dressed and went to the arena where I bumped up my weight for each exercise in my workout regimen. On the ice, I did some power skating before shooting against the Oz from the point and then on breakaways.

I bought coffees and donuts for the girls who were still sleeping when I checked on them. They had moved close together in the bed and their arms were around each other. I grinned and went to have a shower after collecting some clean clothes. After my shower, I worked on my game design project until they came out, still wearing their short nightgowns, and joined me at the dining room table.

"Morning ladies, I trust you slept well?" I asked.

"Morning, Michael," Asuka said. "It was very cozy last night."

Elizabeth blushed a bit as did Willow.

"I hope you enjoyed it as much as I did," I told them with a smile. "I brought back coffee and donuts if you want to heat them up or you can brew a new batch if you like."

They grabbed the tray with the three coffees and went into the kitchen. They were back in less than five minutes with the heated cups in their hands and sat back down at the table.

"So, what's on the agenda today?" Willow asked.

"I have to get some work down on my game design project and do a couple of assignments," I responded.

"I have a few hours of homework as well," Elizabeth added.

"I have to head back to the house for a couple hours as well," Asuka said.

"I guess I'll read a book or something," Willow said, clearly disappointed.

"Sorry Willow, but if we don't spend some time on our homework, we'll won't do very well this semester," I told her. "I'm going to be missing a couple weeks in August so I have to work hard now. We can still spend time together later this afternoon and tonight."

"I know, I'm just being selfish," she replied.

"No you're not," Elizabeth told her. "You deserve some time alone with Mike just as much as we do. How about you get this afternoon and night with Mike and we'll meet you here tomorrow afternoon?"

"No, I don't want to monopolize Mikey's time, the weekend is our time to share him," Willow protested.

"Come on you two, let's go talk in private," Elizabeth said, grabbing a donut and her coffee.

They came over and each of them gave me a kiss before walking back down the hallway. I heard the bedroom door shut and got back to work.

When they came out an hour later, they were all dressed in shorts and tee shirts. I saved my work as they all had their shoulder bags with them.

"We're going to head back to our places and Willow will come back up around four thirty and you two can go out for a nice meal and then spend time together," Elizabeth stated. "Asuka and I will come over tomorrow morning and we'll all go for brunch and then spend the day together. We'll hear all about your secret life then and then discuss where the four of us are going. Sound good to you Mike?"

"Yes it does," I replied. "I'm sorry I'm so busy but it's not going to get any easier for a while. I think I might dial it down a bit in the fall and next spring as I know it's going to be my last fulltime year here. I'll just take some core courses and maybe not a full load."

"That might be for the best," Elizabeth agreed. "We'll talk about it tomorrow."

They all gave me another kiss and hug before heading out. I locked the door behind them and then got back to work. I made good use of the available time and got a lot done on the project and finished my assignments for Monday. At four, I took a shower, shaved and then got into some good clothes in case Willow wanted to go somewhere nice to eat.

I was putting on my shoes when the door opened and a vision of loveliness entered. Willow was in high heels and a cream coloured dress that hugged her gorgeous figure. Her hair was up showing off her slender neck and she looked like a movie star.

"Hello there beautiful, I don't believe we've had the pleasure of meeting before," I said, holding out my hand.

"Hello Michael, you look very handsome," Willow replied with a smile.

"And you look fantastic, Willow," I responded. "I've never seen you look so mature and gorgeous. I'm the luckiest man on earth right now.'

Her smile got even bigger and she gave me a soft kiss on the lips.

"What are you in the mood for?" I asked.

"You," she replied and put her arms around me and kissed me harder.

I returned the kiss and held her by her hips.

When she finally finished the kiss, I said, "And I'm definitely in the mood for you as well, but I was talking about food. You're all dressed up fancily and that deserves a great meal."

"Nonsense, I dressed up for you," she said as she moved in close and pulled my waist to hers. "I've waited long enough for this moment. We can have Daphne bring us some food later."

"You wish is my command, my lady," I replied.

Willow grabbed my hand and led the way to my bedroom. She turned around near the bed and pulled me close again.

"This should have happened years ago, so I expect you to make this a very good evening for us," she said as she reached behind to undo her zipper.

I helped her with her dress and she helped me with my suit and soon enough we were under the covers. I took my time with her as she was pretty nervous. We kissed for a while before I progressed to caressing her breasts. She started moaning as her hands pushed my head down to them and directed me to speed up.

I found she was more than ready when my hand slipped between her legs to find her wet and open already. I slipped a finger inside while my thumb rubbed her clit and she started thrusting her hips up to meet my hand. I didn't find a hymen but that didn't mean she wasn't still a virgin. When she started gasping for air I moved down and helped her along to her first climax with my tongue. She shrieked into a hastily grabbed pillow while her other hand pulled my hair as she thrust upwards with her hips.

I wiped my face off with the sheet and moved up to hover over top of her while she recovered. I grabbed my erection and lightly rubbed it through her pussy, making sure to contact her clit while getting it wet enough to go in easy. I left it at her opening and waited until she pulled the pillow away from her face and looked up at me.

"That was fantastic, Michael," she said with a smile.

"What's with Michael?" I asked.

"I'm going to be a woman very shortly," she replied as she moved her hips up to push my cock into her slightly. "Mikey was ok for a teenager, but you're my Michael now and maybe sometimes Mike. You're not Mikey anymore."

"I'm not calling you Will or Wilhelmina," I told her. "You'll always be Willow to me."

"I should hope so," she said with a giggle. "Now Michael, it's time to make me a woman, gently if you don't mind."

"You're already a wonderful woman, Willow Rose," I told her as I slowly slid into her. "Losing your virginity isn't the measure of a woman, but her brilliance and kindness and her wisdom, all of which you have in great abundance on top of being beautiful and very sexy."

"Thank you kind Sir," she said as she spread her legs and held my hips to guide me in. "Oh, you're so big inside me. Slowly Michael, I feel like I'm being split apart."

I stopped for a bit about half way in for a few seconds and then pulled almost out and tried again, even slower. I didn't try to go deeper but just went in and out to the same depth to help her create more lubrication and open her up. I bent down and kissed her with more passion than before to take her mind off below for a few seconds. It seemed to work as her arms came up to pull me tight to her and her tongue wanted into my mouth. In time she opened up and accepted more of me as she relaxed. She was tight of course but she was getting wetter as she got into it more and more.

"Hmm, it's starting to feel good," she said as she starting moving her hips to help speed things up.

"I'm glad to hear it," I replied with a smile.

It didn't take long before her passions rose again. She urged me faster and, while I did speed up, I made sure not to thrust any harder as she would already be sore afterwards.

She came a few minutes later and her tight contractions were enough to send me over the top as well as I thrust in deep and exploded.

"Oh, I feel you shooting in me, it's so hot," she said as she gasped for breath.

"You're so tight and hot around me," I said as I thrust a few more times before staying in deep while I caught me breath.

She hugged me tight and then lifted my head and kissed me passionately and then smiled.

"Thank you Michael for being so gentle and yet still making it so wonderful," she said, looking into my eyes.

"You are so welcome Willow," I replied. "Thank you for trusting me enough to be your first. It's a great honour that I'll remember for a lifetime. I'm so glad you and I are fully together now."

She smiled again and hugged me tight.

"Ok, as much as I like the closeness, you're not exactly a light and fluffy pillow," she said. "Off with you now before I collapse a lung."

I pulled out of her and lay beside her on my back. She grabbed some tissues and quickly ran off to the bathroom to clean up. I used the time to clean myself up and go get a couple of water bottles and throw a towel over the wet spot.

Willow poked her head out and said, "I'm going to have a quick shower and then you can take me out to a nice dinner, ok?"

"Shall I join you or have one after?" I asked.

"Hmmm, shower with Michael," she mused. "I've heard good things about showers with Michael. No fooling around, I'm a bit sore for obvious reasons, you Brute."

"Sorry Sweetie," I said as I handed her a water bottle.

She took a big swig and then we had a nice sensual shower without ramping up the passion. She redid her hair and then I helped her with her dress after we got out. She insisted on helping me dress and even kissed Big Mike before tucking him in.

"Are you trying to get me hard again just before we go out?" I asked as I buttoned up my pants.

"Just exploring a bit," she said with a smirk. "I'll have to return the favour soon enough."

I groaned as she stood up and rubbed my bulge before walking away.

"You're a tease, Willow Rose," I told her. "I'll get you back for this."

"I'm counting on it," she replied as she headed out the bedroom door. "Hustle up Michael, your woman is hungry."

I finished getting dressed and found her tapping her foot on the tiles by the front door.

"It's not nice to keep a lady waiting," she said, her arms folded underneath her lovely breasts. "This date is not going as smoothly as it should, Michael Stewart."

"Sorry, my Lady," I said with a bow. "I've been simply a cad, haven't I? I promise I'll do my best to make it up to you."

"I should hope so," she replied with a haughty sniff.

I quickly put on my good shoes and took her hand before we walked to the elevator.

"Where would you like to eat?" I asked once we were out of the elevator.

"A restaurant would be nice," she said with a smirk.

"Any particular type of food?" I asked with a sigh. "And don't say edible or tasty."

"Oh, somewhere where I can show off my man and get a good meal," she replied.

"McDonalds it is," I said as I opened the passenger door.

"McDonalds better be a good Steakhouse or Seafood place," she warned me before I shut the door after she got in.

"Women," I said, shaking my head as I walked around.

I got in and she leaned over and kissed me.

"I'm just joshing you, Michael," she said with a smile. "Do you have a favourite place to go?"

"Other than Mitsy's family place, not really," I said.

"We can go there if you like, I really like it too," she said.

"Ok, if you want to," I responded and drove out of the parking garage.

We were immediately seated when we walked into the lobby. I made sure we were put in a secluded area next to a Japanese garden with a small pond of fish. We both picked something different so we could try new things.

"Michael, why are you two sitting here all alone?" Hiroto asked when he happened to pass by.

"We're just enjoying a quiet romantic dinner surrounded by your lovely gardens," I said. "Hiroto, this is Willow; Willow, this is Hiroto, Mitsy's cousin."

"Nice to meet you, Asuka and Mitsy are both very impressed with your musical ability," Hiroto said, shaking her hand. "Leave it to Michael to have a beautiful friend with exceptional talent."

"Thank you, Hiroto," Willow responded. "You have a wonderful restaurant; it's already our favourite one in the city."

"Thank you, we take great pride in making it a dining experience that you want to repeat," he told her.

"How are you feeling?" I asked, noticing the cane he was leaning on.

"Getting better all the time," he said. "We have you to thank for getting the truce in place. Kiyomi will want to come see you before you go as well."

"We'll be here for a while," I told him. "Say hi to everyone for me; I'm sure we'll get together again soon."

"Asuka keeps us in the loop on how you are doing," he told me. "Congratulations on the Red Wings and maybe the Olympics. We'll be cheering for you for sure."

"Thanks Hiroto," I replied. "It's a long shot but I'm trying my best to make the team."

"Your best is by far better than most," he said. "Enjoy your meal and we'll talk later."

We smiled before he walked away.

"He seems nice," Willow said. "I gather you helped out the whole family as well as Mitsy."

"I'll explain it all tomorrow," I replied with a grin.

We traded different meats and sauces as well as tried cooked and uncooked sushi samples as we talked about the future. Willow was very psyched about how the recording was going and they had started talking about the tour to commence in September right after the CD was released.

"I'm so proud of you," I told her. "I never thought you would be out performing in front of thousands of people. I can't believe we're finally together."

"Believe it, because I'm not letting you go, Michael," she said before looking behind me.

I felt two arms come around my neck and someone kiss my cheek.

"If this isn't Asuka, I'm in big trouble," I said, looking to see my Ninja grin at me before sitting down in the chair between us.

"How is your date going?" she asked Willow.

"Very well," Willow replied with a big smile. "Michael performed admirably before we decided to come and have some dinner. He was very kind and gentle and very good."

"I'm glad your first time was exceptional," Asuka said, patting her hand. "Michael is an excellent lover and can please us in many different ways."

"You're making me blush as usual," I told them. "How about you two continue this conversation when I'm not around?"

"I'm just waiting for Kiyomi to get here and then we'll all go to the bathroom," Asuka replied with a grin.

"And why does Kiyomi need to hear about our sex lives?" I asked mildly.

"She would have been yours if you hadn't smartened up Hiroto," Asuka answered. "She has a soft spot for you so she likes to make sure you're happy. Especially since you got the truce settled. If the two of you weren't so honourable, she would love to join us."

"Luckily we are then," I said, shaking my head.

The beautiful lady in question came into the room with a big smile on her face.

"Willow, Michael, it's so good to see you both," she said.

"It's nice to see you healthy and smiling again," I told her.

"We owe it all to you of course," she said before turning to Willow. "You have a very special man in Michael."

"You're going to make his head swell," Asuka spoke up. "Let's go to the ladies room and freshen up."

They all got up and smiled at me before walking away. I watched them until they disappeared and turned back to find an older Japanese man sitting in the fourth chair.

"Sorry Sir, I was admiring the ladies and not paying attention to my surroundings," I said, with a head bow. "I'm Michael Stewart."

"I know very well who you are, Michael Stewart," he replied. "I can't blame you for not paying proper attention with lovely women to look at such as those three. In this case, it should not cause you concern as I am here to thank you, rather than do you any harm."

"I'm afraid you have me at a disadvantage," I responded. "I don't recall ever meeting you before."

"You have not, but you have done me and my family a great service," he told me. "You saved my granddaughter Kim from the slavers in New York two months ago."

"I see," I said. "How is Kim recovering from her ordeal?"

"She is doing well, you saved her before she could be subjected to much harm," he responded. "She asked me to convey her thanks and warm wishes to you."

"She's a lovely young lady and I'm glad she's doing well," I replied. "Please let her know that she is most welcome and I'm happy she's back to normal."

"I will convey your response to her," he stated. "Now, I wish to also thank you for what you did for her. I have rarely had to thank a Westerner for anything, let alone have such a debt of honour before."

"Sir, please the debt has been fully repaid by calling the truce between the Matsuda family and your organization," I told him. "I am in your debt for that as they are all my dear friends and a very honourable family. I thank you for that and I think that makes us even."

"Nonsense," he said. "That was payment for their help, not yours. I know that you do not know all of our customs, but this is a very important issue between us. I have discussed this with Mr. Matsuda and he has explained your situation with the college in terms of monetary settlements. We will wait until you are out of college to handle that portion of our debt. For now, please know that you can call on me anytime, just as you can the Matsuda family for assistance in any matter."

"I thank you for that honour," I said, bowing to him. "I do seem to get into trouble from time to time so I may have to take you up on that at some point."

He nodded and then continued, "As an immediate and tangible gift to you, I present this sword, handcrafted by the best sword master ever to live in Japan."

The man handed over a four foot long thin box which I gingerly took and placed in my lap. Before I opened it, I felt a presence behind me.

"Michael, is everything all right?" Asuka asked.

"Asuka, this is Kim's grandfather, here to thank me for saving her," I told her. "He just gave me a sword and I was going to open it."

Asuka moved to stand beside me and the two of them looked at each other for a few moments.

"You are a very lucky man to have a Ninja as a protector," he told me. "This young lady is perhaps the most dangerous woman in the world."

"I am well aware of her talents," I said. "Her training of me in simple martial arts has kept me alive in some very dangerous situations. I was surprised that your organization continued its vendetta once they knew who they were dealing with."

"We didn't realize who was eliminating our people until after the truce came into effect," he explained.

"I assume that the truce is still in effect and includes Asuka?" I asked.

"Yes, as she is part of your group," he answered. "The truce goes both ways so I think we got the better of the deal in the long run."

"Yes, I was going to make a trip back home soon if things hadn't changed," Asuka noted which produced a tiny tic in his stony expression. "Michael's timing was beneficial to both sides. So let's see what you have brought my Michael."

I opened the box and a long Japanese sword lay inside.

"A Masamune?" Asuka asked after looking closely at the sword, her voice clearly expressing her shock.

"Yes, one of his best works," he replied. "I also have this set of three Masamune Tanto daggers."

He put a smaller box on the table. I reached over and opened up the box to find three beautiful double sided daggers.

"Michael, Mr. Yamamoto has gifted you with a sword and daggers from Japan's finest craftsman of all time," Asuka told me. "They are nearly seven hundred years old and define the words 'priceless gift'."

"Mr. Yamamoto, forgive me if I do not handle this as is custom in Japan, but I thank you for such a wonderful gesture of thanks for what I have done for your granddaughter and your family," I said with a head bow. "While I will always appreciate the offer of these items, my actions do not necessitate such a priceless gift. These belong in your family's care and deserve to be passed down your family tree for generations. I do this not to insult your generosity but wish to properly preserve your family's heritage where it belongs. I do not feel comfortable with possessing such a Japanese national treasure. Perhaps it could be exchanged for a more functional sword for practicing with?"

He sat there for a few moments, staring at me with an intense look before answering.

"Your words do you much credit so I will heed them as intended rather than the insult they could have been interpreted as," he said. "Michael, the measure of the gift is intended to show the price of what could have been lost. My granddaughter is indeed priceless and what you have done to save her and the other women deserves an appropriate response. Treasure the sword as our family has and pass it down to your children with the proviso that should your line cease to exist, the sword and daggers find their way back to the Yamamoto family."

I sighed and nodded.

"Thank you Mr. Yamamoto, for such a generous gift," I said formally. "It is with great honour that I accept these priceless gifts and I will treasure them and protect them until such time as they find their way back to your family."

I gave him a head bow which he returned.

"I will now leave you in peace to enjoy the rest of the evening with your lovely ladies," he said, standing up.

I stood up and we shook hands.

"Here is my card, feel free to call me at any time," he said before nodding to Asuka and leaving the room.

Willow and Kiyomi joined us at the table and we all looked at the sword and the daggers.

"Ok, what was that all about?" Willow asked.

"I saved Mr. Yamamoto's granddaughter a couple months ago and he gave me these as a gift," I said.

"They look old but still sharp," Willow said, looking at them.

"Almost seven hundred years old," I told her.

"Wow, that is old," she said. "They must be expensive then."

"Probably, but I will never sell them," I said, closing the boxes. "Sorry that our food is cold now."

"That's ok, I'm full," Willow responded.

"So did the three of you do all the gossiping you needed?" I asked.

"Michael, we were just having a private conversation," Kiyomi stated. "These two seem to have you well in hand which I'm grateful for. I was worried that you weren't going to meet anyone special."

"You and Hiroto still getting along?" I asked.

"His training is progressing on schedule," she said with a grin.

I'm glad to hear it," I responded, shaking my head.

"Shall we head back to the condo?" Asuka asked. "We should get these in a more secure location."

"Ok, let me just settle the bill," I said, looking around for the waitress.

"I'll handle that," Kiyomi responded with a smile. "You three have a good evening."

We thanked her and then carried the two boxes out to the SUV. We drove home and Asuka seemed on high alert, even after we got inside the condo. She checked every room and closet and then the locks on the balcony doors and the front door before relaxing.

I checked my messages and Elizabeth had called, wondering if she could come over as she got into a fight with her dad and she didn't want to go to the sorority house. I told the other two and they agreed quickly.

"Hey Elizabeth, come on home, you never have to ask to come over silly," I told her.

"I didn't want to ruin Willow's big night," she said. "I'm sitting outside now. I'll be up in a couple minutes."

She hung up and I told the two she would be up in a couple minutes. Asuka went to the door and unlocked it while waiting for her. Once Elizabeth was in, Asuka locked the door and then gave her a hug and brought her over to the couch. Willow and I hugged her and then we all sat down.

"I'm sorry for barging in but I see Asuka is here as well," Elizabeth said. "I didn't have anywhere to go."

"You three are welcome here at any time," I told them all. "If two of us are having some private time, you can spend the night in one of the other bedrooms, but you don't ever have to wait outside."

"We're more than friends now, so of course I wouldn't have minded at all," Willow told her. "Now what happened?"

"My father insisted that I never see Michael again or he would cut me off, so I told him where to stick his money and left," Elizabeth told us.

Willow and I hugged her as she cried.

"I'm so sorry I'm getting between you and your family," I said quietly.

"You don't have to apologize Mike, you're a great guy and there is nothing wrong with us dating or even getting married," she said. "They are the ones in the wrong for thinking that I'm somehow better than you because of who my family is."

"You know, I don't think I'm going to buy a Ford after this," I said with a straight face.

Asuka grinned while Willow giggled and Elizabeth couldn't help but crack a smile.

"I don't blame you," she said. "They don't deserve you for a customer let alone as my boyfriend."

She wiped her eyes and then spied the boxes on the coffee table in front of us.

"What's in the boxes?" she curiously asked.

"A sword and some daggers some Japanese man gave Michael," Willow answered.

"They're not just a sword and daggers, they're Masamune made which means they're very old and very valuable," Asuka said. "They're priceless works of sword making and are nearly 700 years old."

"Wow, why did he give them to Mike?" Elizabeth asked.

"Apparently he saved his granddaughter a couple months ago," Willow responded. "You know, more of that hero stuff he keeps avoiding telling us about."

"Well, it appears like we have some time on our hands now," Elizabeth noted. "What say we get into some comfortable clothes and hear his little tale?"

"Sounds good to me," Willow responded with a grin.

"Me too," Asuka nodded.

"Nope, we'll do that tomorrow," I said.

"Why not now?" Willow asked.

"I want one more night with the three of you before you leave me after hearing my tale," I told them.

"How bad could it be?" Elizabeth mused. "I think we can find ways to change his mind. Let's go get changed."

They got up and went down the hall while I gathered up the two boxes and stored them in my bedroom closet. I got out of my suit and into some shorts and a tee shirt before brushing my teeth. I went for some water bottles and came back to find them sitting up in the bed wearing matching sheer baby doll outfits. The covers were pulled up to their waists but I visually feasted on their gorgeous breasts as I handed them water bottles.

"You look lovely tonight ladies," I said. "Do I get to join you or am I banished to another bedroom?"

"You will never be banished to another bedroom by any of us," Asuka said, looking over at the other two. "Come on in."

Elizabeth patted the space between her and Willow so I climbed over Willow at the edge and slipped in between the two lovelies.

"So we've come up with a way to make you talk," Willow said with a smirk before she leaned over me and kissed Elizabeth on the lips.

Asuka turned Elizabeth to her and also kissed her. After that, Elizabeth and Willow both kissed me at the same time while slipping their hands under my tee shirt and rubbing my chest. After a minute they pulled their hands away and sat back up and looked at me with grins.

"So, does that provide sufficient motivation to tell us a story tonight?" Elizabeth asked.

"Did I ever tell you ladies the first time I met Mitsy?" I asked with a grin.

For the next hour I told them everything that had happened since the night I saved Mitsy from the carjacker until I met Elizabeth at the prom. When I was done they were quiet for a minute and then looked at each other.

Elizabeth spoke up, "That sounded like the plot from a James Bond movie only even more far-fetched as he never had that many women to save or wanting to sleep with him."

I shrugged and replied, "I know it sounds unbelievable, and I wish some of it was just a story, but it's all true. Asuka knows a lot of it and I'm sure you could talk to Mitsy and others if you need confirmation on other portions. I'm not ashamed of what I've done; I just don't like to talk about it. I'd like for you to keep it a secret amongst yourselves if you don't mind, even if we go our separate ways down the road."

"Sure, we can do that," Willow agreed as the other two nodded. "I can't believe you walked out on the Queen like that and then go on to save her granddaughter and all the rest of those girls. I'm surprised she hasn't made you a Knight or something."

"I can't believe you got that deal back on track," Elizabeth continued. "That's huge for so many countries and people."

"I'm very proud of what you have done, Michael," Asuka stated. "Saving those two in Chicago was the action of a true warrior. You saved many more people by eliminating the threat at no small risk to yourself."

The other two nodded their agreement and I was relieved that they didn't condemn me for what I had to do.

"Thank you for being so understanding ladies, I was worried that you would be mad or jealous," I told them.

"Oh, we're jealous alright, but you're ours and the others will have to go through us to get at you and we're not giving up our man," Elizabeth stated. "Asuka will help provide backup to you to ensure that they don't try to sneak in when we're not looking and all three of us will make sure you have no need to look elsewhere for relief."

Again the other two nodded and Willow leaned in to kiss me.

"We love you Michael Stewart and we hope in time you come to love us too," Willow stated. "We're proud of what you've accomplished and know you'll continue to amaze us with you achievements. All of that is on top of what a great guy you are. You make us incredibly happy and we hope you're enjoying being with us."

"Of course I love being with you and I do love each of you," I told them. "I love how talented, kind and selfless you all are and how well you've made this work for us. I want this to work out so we need to keep talking things through when we hit the many little speed bumps along the way. As we get busy, we need to make sure we still make time for just us so we don't take each other for granted."

I must have said something right as they all broke out in smiles and the two close to me hugged me tight. Asuka came over and sat on my lap to kiss me and give me a hug as well.

"So, we've decided to scrap our individual evenings with you," Asuka said. "Any or all of us are going to be here as often as we can. We'll still make sure you have time to practice and do your school work, but we want to be a group. We have to work out some things between the three of us but we know you'll appreciate the extra closeness."

"I'm sure I will and I'm very glad to hear the three of you want to make this a group, not just three couples," I told them all.

Asuka kissed me again and then the other two did as well. They then kissed each other and grinned at me as they all helped take off my shirt. I soon had six hands caressing my torso as I checked out their current state of fitness.

In time their tops came off and my hands were caressing each woman's breasts and torsos as they did the same to me. Asuka was rubbing herself on my erection and I slipped my hands down to rub Elizabeth and Willow's pussies through the soft gauze-like panties that were wet with their juices.

Soon all three were moaning as they enjoyed the sensations. When Asuka reached down to pull down my shorts and free my cock, the other two reached down and moved their panties to the side so I could slip a finger inside each of them. I used my thumb to rub each of the two lady's clits as Asuka slid down on my cock, being held up straight by both Elizabeth's and Willow's free hands.

Once Asuka was comfortable, the other two beauties started moving their hips in unison with her and I enjoyed watching them riding my appendages like cowgirls. Willow leaned over to kiss Asuka and Elizabeth joined them, giving me a very hot show. They each looked down at me while they were doing it to see my reaction and I gave them a big smile. They winked at me and then bent down to kiss and lick Asuka's breasts which made her gasp and speed up until she was riding me like a bucking bronco. The other two sped up their hips so I did as well and my fingers in them.

"Oh Michael, you're going to make me cum soon," Asuka moaned.

"Me too," Willow said in between gasped.

"Oh shit, I'm cumming now!" Elizabeth shrieked as her hips went crazy on my hand, nearly breaking my thumb and fingers.

Her orgasm caused Willow and Asuka to cum as they watched her go over the top. Asuka's pussy clamped down on my cock which triggered my explosion up into her as I thrust through her tightened muscles a few times before collapsing back down on the bed.

Each of my beauties lowered themselves down onto my sides or in the case of Asuka, right on top of me.

"Michael, you were fantastic with all of us," Elizabeth said between pants for air. "That was the most erotic thing I've ever seen or experienced."

"That was great," I agreed. "You don't know how happy I am to see you three like this."

"Oh, we have a clue," Willow said with a tired grin. "Asuka's still feeling how happy you are."

"Oh, he's very happy," Asuka told them as she moved her hips to show them I was still hard. "Who wants to try him next?"

"Not me, I'm still sore from this afternoon," Willow said before quickly explaining, "he was gentle but he's so big."

"I guess it's my turn to sooth the savage beast," Elizabeth said with a dramatic sigh, causing both ladies to snicker.

"I'm perfectly satisfied ladies," I told them, holding them all to me with my arms. "How can I not be still excited with three gorgeous ladies taking care of me while also giving me a show like that? Let's just fall asleep like this if you can reach the covers."

"Sounds good to me," Willow said as she pulled up some of the covers over her and Asuka.

"Ah, I wouldn't have minded making love to you," Elizabeth said with a pout.

"Switch places with me then," Asuka said, pulling herself off of me and climbing over her.

Willow and Asuka held up my cock as Elizabeth hovered over top of it before lowering herself onto me. She slowly impaled herself on me before lying down on my chest.

"That is so nice," Elizabeth sighed as she moved herself slowly up and down.

"Yes it is," I said with the other two nodding in agreement.

They giggled and gave me a kiss on the cheek and then kissed Elizabeth as well.

"Oh, that turns him on," Elizabeth said. "He gets bigger and he just thrust harder up into me."

"Michael Stewart, do you like it when we kiss each other?" Willow asked with wicked grin.

"Damn right I do," I growled. "You three are so hot when you do that."

"Typical male," Asuka said. "I suppose now that we're his harem he's going to want us to do all sorts of things together."

"Oh, I think he's imagining what we'll do to each other," Elizabeth said with a moan as I drove up hard into her. "Someone kiss me again so he'll keep fucking me like this."

Willow faked a sigh and leaned over and gave Elizabeth an open mouthed kiss that turned into a tongue wrestling match in front of me. That made me much more interested in the situation and I started a steady rhythm in and out of Elizabeth while caressing Willow's and Asuka's asses.

"Oh no, he's starting with us again!" Willow reacted in fake horror as she spread her legs to give me easy access to her charms.

It didn't take long to get Elizabeth near her next climax but Willow and Asuka were a bit behind. They were moving their hips in time with my hands and lightly moaning but I knew they would need more stimulation to get over the top. I couldn't provide anymore in the position I were in so they would have to do something to help themselves or wait until Elizabeth was done.

Eventually Elizabeth went over the top and collapsed on top of me, sliding off of my still hard erection.

"That was so good," Elizabeth said with a sigh.

"That was fantastic," I told her.

"You're still hard, it couldn't have been that good," she protested.

"I don't need to cum every time to enjoy it," I told her. "It's more important to me that you enjoy it."

She gave me a smile and a kiss before resting her head on my chest.

"Ahem, are you going to torture us all night?" Willow asked.

"Maybe," I replied with a grin. "Unfortunately, I can't do much more that what I'm doing right now."

"You have to or I'll never get to sleep," she insisted.

"I'll move and you can get on top of him," Elizabeth said.

"I'm not taking that tree trunk inside of me again tonight," Willow said as they sat up.

"I'm sure he can take care of you in another way," Elizabeth remarked with a tired grin before moving to the side.

I got up off my back and had Willow lie down. I slipped between her legs and proceeded to lightly lick her pussy.

"Oh, that's nice," she said with a smile as she looked down at me.

I gave her a wink and slide a finger inside her and her look turned to one of lust. My other hand was pulled over to Asuka and she eased two fingers inside of her and I started pumping them in and out of her as well.

My tongue and arm was tired fifteen minutes later when they both finally had another orgasm. All three women were on their backs with satisfied smiles on their faces. I covered them up with the blankets and went to the washroom to have a quick shower. They were all sleeping when I got back and had taken up most of the bed's space.

I went out to the dining room table and worked on my project for a couple of hours before finally getting tired enough that I would fall asleep. I saved my work and bunkered down on the couch and fell asleep soon after.



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Chapter 3


The next two and a half weeks went by quickly and I found myself getting off a plane in Saskatoon, Saskatchewan to attend the Canadian Junior under twenty development camp. It was Tuesday evening of the first week of August and the camp ran from Wednesday to Sunday. I was one of forty-six guys invited, though only one of two guys not from a Canadian junior league team or on loan from the NHL.

I grabbed my suitcase, my hockey bag and bundle of sticks from the luggage carousal and found a taxi outside. A few minutes later I was hauling my stuff into the hotel lobby and checked in. I was paired with TJ Brodie, a defenceman from Chatham, Ontario who played for Saginaw in the OHL and was drafted by Calgary in the fourth round this year. TJ wasn't due until tomorrow morning so I had the room to myself for the night. We were both going to be on the red team for the week.

I called the head coach, Willie Desjardins, and let him know I was in town and what room I was in. He let me know our first practice was tomorrow evening at six forty-five pm. Earlier in the day we would have a full team meeting at three and then supper at four-thirty.

It was pretty late so I hit the bed early after making sure the hotel exercise room was adequate for tomorrow morning. Before I fell asleep I thought about what I could expect tomorrow from the players and the coaches. I would know Calvin from the Islanders and a couple guys from the combine in Toronto, but that was it. I didn't have a clue how the junior teams practiced so I probably would be at a disadvantage for the first practice or so. Luckily we didn't play a scrimmage until Saturday. Coach Benson and I had gone over some of the game tapes of last year's championship and I thought I could keep up with the pace and the amount of physical play. It took me an hour to fall asleep as I worried about things until I was exhausted.

Wednesday morning I was up early and worked out in the hotel's exercise room. There were a couple other men in the room and one of them came over while I was doing some bench presses.

"Hi, you're Mike Stewart, right?" he asked.

"Yes I am," I replied.

"Hi, I'm Brad Pascall, the Senior Director for the under twenty junior team for Hockey Canada," he said.

"It's nice to meet you, Mr. Pascall," I said, standing up to shake his hand.

"You're much bigger in person than I thought you'd be," he admitted, looking up at me. "Al Murray, the Head Scout for Hockey Canada, and I didn't have you on our radar until Steve Yzerman put you on the Olympic list but now I can see why he did that. That's a lot of weight you're pushing there. Aren't you afraid of bulking up too much and losing speed?"

"I've been working on both at the same time," I explained. "I figure I need a few pounds to deal with the bigger guys at the Olympic camp at the end of August but I still need to keep my speed up. So far I think I have a good balance but time will tell."

"I have to be honest, you're a bit of a long shot to make this team as you're an unknown quantity up here," he stated. "You're going to have to really impress both the management and the coaches this week. The NCAA reputation isn't the greatest, especially in terms of toughness. The other guys are going to try and intimidate you."

"I think you'll find that I don't intimidate easily, Mr. Pascal," I replied with a chuckle. "Toughness is the least of my worries this week. I'm more concerned with learning how you do things in terms of drills and set plays. Besides, doesn't fighting get you thrown out of the game in international play?"

"Yes, but we won't be enforcing that until the final scrimmage," he admitted. "I hope we're wrong and you do impress us. We'll see you at the arena at three."

I nodded and went back to working out while he rode a bike for a while longer. After he left, I rode the bike hard before having a shower and grabbing some breakfast in the hotel's restaurant. After I was done, I went back upstairs and worked on some assignments that were all due next Tuesday, the professors granting me a few days grace after providing me the next four assignments early. TJ came in about ten thirty and was a slim guy about six foot one and about one seventy five or so in weight.

"Hey, Mike Stewart right?" he said, offering his hand.

"Yep, you must be TJ," I replied as we shook hands. "It's nice to meet you."

"Same here," he replied. "Been here long?"

"I came in last night," I told him.

"Homework in the summer?" he asked, looking at the textbooks and computer on my bed.

"I'm taking some courses to try and finish my degree earlier," I explained.

"I'm glad I'm not planning on going to college," he said. "It's hard enough with all the practicing and off season regiments they put us through."

He unpacked and then went out to find some friends in the other rooms. I continued to work on my homework until it was time to eat lunch.

After lunch, again in the hotel restaurant, I worked on my game design course's second project, which was now to design the graphical portion of my game as well the meat and potatoes of the structures.

At two thirty, TJ came back in and we gathered up our hockey equipment before taking the team bus to the Credit Union Centre. We followed other players carrying their equipment into the building and checked in at the locker rooms. After hanging up our equipment, we joined the rest of the team in a conference room down the hall. I nodded to Calvin from the Islanders and Jared Cowen who was in my group at the combine, while TJ went around and chatted with guys he knew. A few of the guys were fooling around but settled down as the management and the coaches came in.

There was the normal welcoming speech where they told us newcomers of their great record of gold for the past five years and they wanted to make sure that we kept it up for this year. After that, they explained some of the differences between normal North American hockey and the international rules and then told us what they had planned for this week. There were curfews in place to be in bed by eleven and no guests were allowed in the rooms after that. No alcohol or drugs obviously, even if someone was nineteen and therefore legal to drink in Saskatchewan.

We split up into three groups; forwards, defencemen and goalies and Dave Cameron, one of the associate coaches, talked to the defencemen about what he expected from us at this camp. He handed out some jerseys, both for practice and for the scrimmages and then paired us up for the duration of the camp. As suspected, TJ and I were paired together as one of the four pairs of defenceman for the red side, at least to start.

They fed us and showed us the semi-final match from last year against Russia and the game was evaluated by the coaching staff for any mistakes. The Canadian team won it in a shootout after Jordan Eberle, who was here again this year, tied it up just before the end of regulation. Finally, it was time for the red team to practice while the white team got to watch from the stands. We got dressed and TJ and I both wore our black practice shirts as we headed onto the ice. We had a quick warm-up skate and stretched before peppering the two goalies with shots.

The coaches had us do some skating and passing drills which luckily I had done before. Then there were three on two drills where the forward line came in on a defence pair and the goalie. On my first try I rubbed out the left winger along the boards when he tried to go wide on me. The next time, TJ deflected a pass and the puck was easily cleared with a simple tap of the stick.

We then worked on breakouts from our zone. When it was our turn, TJ passed it to me from behind our net to where I was on the half boards. I passed it to a fast skating forward across the ice before a forechecker took a run at me, trying to paste me through the boards. I leaned into his check and he bounced off me and fell down while I skated forward to finish off the play.

The next time we were up, I was behind the net and they sent in three forecheckers; two to cover both half boards and one to shadow me. With no passing options, I faked one way and went out the other with the speedster on me right away. I took off, carrying the puck with one hand on my stick while using my other arm to shield the forechecker away from it. At the top of our faceoff circle, the second forechecker on that side moved to double team me, so I passed it to the man he was covering and shot by his defender. My teammate passed it back to me on a give and go and I exited the zone on the fly, the speedy forward unable to keep up to me.

For the final twenty minutes, we had a small scrimmage with ten on each side making up two forward lines and two pairs of defence. The pace was quick and it was also physical as everyone was trying to prove that they deserved to be on the team. The first shift I was on the ice we got the other team pinned in their zone and I was set up with a nice cross-ice pass from TJ that I one-timed on the ice low enough to be tipped. One of the forwards got his stick on the puck and deflected it past the surprised goalie for a goal.

The second shift we were up against three speedsters and were backpedalling out of their zone as they collected the puck. Three passes later, they were entering the zone and I had to help TJ as one of them beat him to the outside and was bearing down on our goalie. He tried to cut sharply into the centre to allow me to skate by him, but I got enough of him with my body to send him flying and allowing TJ to pick up the loose puck and sent our forwards back up the ice.

On our fourth shift, we were hemmed in our zone and I was along the back boards trying to move the puck up the side boards. I had two forwards trying to dig the puck from my feet while pushing me against the boards with crosschecks to the back. After about fifteen seconds of it, I got angry and shouldered one out of the way and pushed the puck up the boards.

The guy I shouldered took offence, even though it was a clean hit to his shoulder as he was nearly as tall as I was. He was one of the bigger forwards, probably close to two hundred and fifteen pounds and about six foot four so he came back at me and tried to push me to the boards again as I was following the puck up the boards. I caught him a bit off guard with my speed and he missed me and crashed into the boards behind me with a big bang.

On our final shift, I got to carry the puck up through the neutral zone after a nice pass from a forward on the half boards. I picked up speed and deked a forward out of his jockstrap and passed it to my waiting right winger at their blue line. He saw how fast I was going and bounced a pass off the boards, past their defenceman and right back into my path as I raced in. The other defenceman came over to try and cut me off but he was coming back from the blueline and could only try and lean on me as I went in on the goalie. I held him off with my arm with my shoulder down low and faked a shot to the near post before dragging the puck to my backhand across the crease and roofing it up into the mesh at the top of the goal over the sprawling goalie.

The defender pushed me as I passed the goal but I saved myself from crashing into the boards by quickly turning sharply back to centre ice, in the process making myself look more agile than I was. I nodded to the guys as we got off the ice and the practice was over before we could get on again. The white team was waiting in the tunnel when we got off and there was some good natured ribbing from guys who knew each other. I quickly got out of my equipment and had a shower before dressing and going out to watch the white team practice.

It looked to me like the white team was stacked with some very good players with six returning players from the gold medal team from last year, to two on the red team. Several of their forwards were first round draft pics of the NHL from last year's or this year's draft. Hall, Eberle, Duchene, Hodgson, Kane and Schenn were all well known players and they showed off their speed and ability all practice. The tallest man at camp was Tyler Myers, a six foot seven and a half inch tall defenceman that was drafted by Buffalo last year. He probably wouldn't play in the tournament as he was expected to make Buffalo's roster this year.

TJ joined me and we studied the white team's play until they left the ice at nine thirty. We hopped on a shuttle back to the hotel and TJ went to spend some time with friends while I called my ladies and told them how my first day went.

Elizabeth hadn't seen her parents since the fight with her dad and was spending her spare time with Willow and Asuka. We had helped her move into her apartment near the MSU campus last weekend but she spent weekends with us and some evenings if she didn't have too much homework.

Willow's recording was almost complete from their perspective and the mixing of the songs was going on almost simultaneously so it could be released in early September just before their concert tour started in Canada. Once the CD took off, they would continue the tour in the States.

Asuka stayed in my condo about half of the week's nights now that things were safe for Mitsy and the family. Willow and Elizabeth would join us about the same number of nights. I was getting used to having them around and they were always finding ways to make things exciting for us. I talked to each of them for a couple minutes and told them about the first day of practice.

I worked on assignments after we hung up until it was close to eleven. I was reading when TJ and one of the minders came in to check on us. We turned out the lights and I was asleep quickly.

I slipped out of the room early Thursday morning and worked out again. Several of the more dedicated guys were also there but no one was in any mood to talk. After a quick shower, I went to get dressed and woke TJ so he wouldn't be late for the team breakfast. We were bussed over to the arena after breakfast and the red squad had the ice first at nine thirty.

This morning's practice was split evenly between team offence versus neutral zone traps and working on special teams. I got a few chances to shoot some bombs from the point and once, when the forward covering the point overextended himself, I was able to fake a shot and move around him to shoot from the top of the circle. It nicked the bottom of the cross bar and went in as the goalie ducked and the players in front of him got out of the way. Another of my shots went slightly high and cracked the glass behind the net causing a short delay while they changed out the panel.

We also worked on the penalty kill and I was assigned to clear out the front of the net as legally as I could. They planted some big guys in front with me and I had to fight for space and tie up their sticks when they couldn't be moved.

After our practice we watched the white team go through the same things and then we all had lunch together. After lunch, we had a team meeting where the doping policy and testing was explained in detail and then a lecture on how to act as representatives of your country during the tournament. We were given a couple hours off and then the red had a four thirty practice and then had supper, while the white team ate and then practiced at six fifteen.

I had another good practice, defending well and moving the puck up the ice without turning it over. I made sure TJ got his fair share of shots on net and his turn to carry up the puck as well. Neither of us was selfish or arrogant so we worked well as a team, backing each other up if the other took a risk.

Friday was day off and a bunch of guys went golfing. I didn't golf so I worked out and arranged for an hour of ice time at another rink to practice my skating and shooting. The rest of the day I worked on my project. Other than TJ, I hadn't made many friends yet, partly because I was busy with homework and partly because there was still a stigma for playing in the U.S. college ranks rather than the Canadian juniors. I wasn't concerned for myself but the management and coaches wanted to build team chemistry so it could turn out to be an issue down the road.

Saturday, each team had a practice in the morning, with the white team going first. Team defence was the order of the day as the coaches were more hands-on with how they wanted us positioned in different situations. We also had a mini-scrimmage in our individual practices where things got chippy as guys who hadn't had a good camp so far tried to impress with physical play. A couple of fights broke out in each practice and I was involved in one near the end of our practice.

The big forward named Josh took a run at me and slammed me into the boards when my back was turned. I took exception to that and pushed him hard into the boards, making him stagger and fall to one knee.

He grinned as he got up and said, "Let's go, pretty boy."

He shook off his gloves so I did as well. We both took off our helmets as we closed into punching range. He threw a punch with his right hand while trying to grab my right sleeve to stop me from punching him with that hand, wrongfully assuming I was right handed as well. I moved my head to avoid the punch and counter punched with a hard left that he wasn't expecting. I heard his nose crunch and blood started running down his mouth and chin. I ripped my right arm away from his grasp and socked him on the jaw and had to grab him before he cracked his head on the ice as he collapsed, already unconscious on the way down.

I waved for the trainers after I lowered him to the ice and then wiped the blood off my hands onto my shirt to make sure my knuckles weren't cut. I skated over to grab my helmet, stick and gloves and then leaned on my stick while watching the trainers use smelling salts to wake him up. They helped him to his feet and slowly walked him over to the bench and then back to the training room.

"Damn Mike, you just took down one of the best fighters in the OHL with two punches," TJ said with a grin.

"I got lucky," I replied with a shrug as we skated away.

"Didn't look like luck had much to do with it," he replied.

They ended practice soon after the fight and fed us lunch before telling us to be back at five thirty for the seven o'clock red-white game.

I went back and worked on my project for a couple of hours and then took a walk around Saskatoon. I found a store that I was looking for and went inside and purchased a few items. After a quick bite to eat, I took a taxi back to the hotel and changed. They wanted us to be in suits as there would be cameras and fans there before and after the game.

TJ and I walked down together and got on the bus and it took off a few minutes later after they did a headcount. There was a small crowd at the side entrance and we signed some autographs before heading inside. The red team got a quick warm-up before the white team got their chance.

At ten to seven we both took to the ice and there was a crowd of about twenty five hundred on hand to watch. After a quick skate, the starting five lined up at each blueline and stood while they played the national anthem. The game got underway with the usual amount of referees and linesmen. It was going to be a full length game with three periods.

TJ and I were assigned as the fourth pair of defencemen on the red team which meant we didn't get on the ice until about five minutes into the game. Our team got a goal in the first minute of play when Patrice deflected a point shot from Calvin past the goalie. TJ and I had an uneventful first couple of shifts and the third one I finally got a chance to actually shoot on net. Their goalie made a great save through traffic to snare the shot labelled for the far corner.

Right after we got off the ice, the white team scored by banging a rebound past our goalie. They made the score two to one a couple minutes later on a slap shot from the middle of the slot. TJ and I got sent onto the ice afterwards and had our hands full as the white team smelled blood and was coming in for the kill. I had two men trying to dig the puck from my feet in the corner for about twenty seconds when I had enough and just used my size to start pushing the puck up the boards. I shrugged one guy out of the way and flicked the puck up to a forward who got it out to centre ice. I followed the play out of the zone but had to backpedal when the white team gained possession and counter attacked.

I took a chance and moved toward their forward on my side just as their defenceman started his pass. I was able to intercept the pass and kept skating through the neutral zone, catching the white team going the wrong way. One deke and I was past their centre at the blue line and in on their defenceman. I raised my stick to shoot and he went down to block the shot. I faked the shot and went around him and passed the puck over to our left winger when the other defenceman came over to check me. The winger one timed it but the goalie flashed out his glove and robbed him of what I thought was a sure goal. The period ended in the two to one score for white and we rested while the coaches went over some of the mistakes we had made and pointed out the few good plays.

The second period wasn't any better for us. TJ and I started the period and we carried the puck up the ice and gave the forwards a good scoring chance before we had to defend against their rush. We got on a few times during the period but nothing special happened for us. The white team made the score three to one with a close in backhand shot about three quarters through the period and that was how the period ended.

The third period went back and forth for a few minutes but the white team made it four to one with a tic-tac-toe passing play that had the defence pair on looking like they were standing still; luckily it wasn't us.

TJ made it four to two with about five minutes left in the game. I set him up for a one timer after attracting two forwards over to me as I wound up for a shot. His shot made it through a crowd up front and the screened goalie never saw it as it flew by his head and into the net.

We took a time out shortly before the end of the game and then pulled our goalie, but the white team scored an empty net goal and the game ended with the score five to two. We showered quickly and had to endure the jeers of the white team on the bus ride back to the hotel. We hit the hay early as we had the first practice in the morning.

Sunday morning I worked out and a couple of the coaches were surprised to see me working out before practice. I assured them it was my normal routine. They were impressed with the weight I was pushing as most juniors weren't developed enough to really push the heavy weights yet. After breakfast TJ and I and the rest of the red team went to the arena and the coaches went over defence with the whole squad and then taught us a couple of plays they wanted us to use in their zone for the final game that evening. A few of us stuck around to watch the white squad practice and then joined the whole team for lunch.

The final game started at six pm so I worked on my project for a few hours and then joined the team for an early supper. We were at the arena at five and each team had a short warm-up before the game started.

TJ and I remained partners and had moved up to second pair. We had a couple chances to shoot the puck in the first period but nothing came of it. The white team scored on the power play off a goal mouth scramble with twenty seconds left in the period and took a one to nothing lead into the locker room.

We were read the riot act by the coaches in the locker room for our play and we came out with a purpose at the start of the second period. It didn't do us any good as they scored about three minutes in. We finally got on the board with a tip in of a slap shot but they scored again to take a three to one lead. At the half way point of the second period, the second pair of goalies took over and things changed for us. Two minutes later Cody scored from close in to make it three to two. The teams traded chances for the next couple of minutes and then TJ and I jumped on the ice and followed the forwards up the ice.

The white team had taken the opportunity to change as well so they were all chasing the forwards around in their zone. When our forwards became outnumbered, the puck was passed back to me as I was sneaking in from the point. I wound up and put everything I had into it and blasted it by the goalie on his stick side to even the score.

After a quick congratulation, we lined up at centre ice and we won the draw. TJ got the puck and passed it up the boards and we followed the forwards into the zone. It went deep again and then was wrapped back up the boards to TJ. His shooting lane to the goal was blocked so he faked a shot and passed it over to me. I one timed it and the hard shot bounced off their defenceman's leg and past the goalie for another goal. The guys congratulated me and then we went off for the change.

We took the four to three lead into the dressing room at the end of the second period and finally had something to be happy about. The coaches urged us to bear down and make sure we came out with a win. The white team pressed hard for the tying goal from the start of the third period. The play got physical and then chippy as tempers flared. Two of the forwards got into a shoving match but only got roughing penalties.

On the ensuing four on four, TJ and I went on the ice and, with the extra room we were able to pass it back and forth as we moved up the ice. We hemmed the white team in their zone, getting shots from the point and also feeding the two forwards down low. When they finally got possession of the puck, I was able to lay out the forward carrying the puck when he tried to deke around me. I didn't go for the head fake or the fancy stick work but kept my eyes on his chest and when he got too close, I moved hard into him and send him flying backwards. I corralled the puck and passed it to TJ before their big defenceman, Tyler Myers, came at me to defend his forward.

He had over an inch on me in height but I outweighed him by twenty pounds as he tried to use his momentum to shove me into the boards. I was able to step to the side enough to get a glancing blow to my shoulder and we both slammed into the boards and glass just a few feet from their bench. He staggered for a couple steps as he wasn't expecting not to hit me while I rejoined the team on the attack for a quick four on two. Their goalie ended up making a very good save to keep the game close. Myers tried to get at me again but the linesmen got between us.

"Grow up, it was clean hit and you know it," I told him before skating away.

"Just try that again with someone your own size next time," he shouted.

"You better make sure you keep your head up then," I responded before skating to the bench.

"Nice hit," TJ said. "I'm surprised you and Myers didn't go after the hit he tried on you."

"If I fought every time someone hit me, there wouldn't be much of a team left," I said.

"Myers is a pretty good fighter and he's got a long reach," TJ reminded me.

"Wouldn't matter, and then the coaches would be mad at me for hurting him too," I told him.

The assistant coach heard what I said and spoke up.

"You make a good point, Stewart," Coach Cameron said. "Fighting doesn't impress us here as much as it does in Junior. It was a clean hit so Myers was being stupid and could have cost his team a penalty when it was four on four. There is a time and place for that kind of retaliation and that wasn't it."

"See," I said to TJ with a grin. "I was doing the right thing for the team."

"We'll see when he carries the puck up next when we're on the ice," TJ chuckled.

I looked back at the coach and he said, "Keep it clean and if he wants to go, then I'll make sure the medical staff is ready to help him off the ice. We don't need idiots on this team either. I'm sure he saw or heard about your previous fights so you're not an unknown to anyone here now."

I shrugged and went back to watching the game. TJ and I got back on the ice with a few minutes left in the game and the white team got Myers and his defensive partner on the ice soon after. The forwards made sure he was the one to bring the puck up the ice and into our zone. I let him try and go wide on me before closing quickly and hitting him into the boards, even though he was expecting it and tried to lean into me. The puck shot to the corner and one of our forwards wrapped it around the back of the net and it was tipped out into the neutral zone. I didn't really care at that moment as Myers threw down his stick and gloves and ripped off his helmet. I did the same and we circled each other for a few seconds before he moved closer and wanted to box, his hands held in the classic boxer's pose. That was fine with me as I could use my training without having to resort to hiding it fully when brawling.

He tried a couple of left hand jabs that I easily blocked or avoided and on the second one, I countered with a left hook that split his cheek open and staggered him. I didn't take advantage of his state but let him shake his head and get his hands back up.

He wasn't deterred; if anything he lost whatever reasoning he had and came at me hard, throwing combinations and trying to knock my head off with wild right hooks. I calmly blocked or dodged the blows and counter-punched when able, hitting him with a right jab to the nose and another left hook to the face.

He forgot the boxing and tried to grasp my shirt and start a hockey fight. I grabbed his shirt as well and we exchanged quick punches with our dominant hands, his glancing off my cheek as I moved my head to avoid it. With my right hand, I pulled him off balance and slipped another punch overtop of his wild swing. I connected with his eye and he staggered. I took the opportunity hit him again before wrestling him down to the ice, falling on top of him. The linesmen quickly came in between us before I could hit him again.

The linesman guided me to the bench as the crowd and my team cheered. I felt surprisingly chipper as I looked back to see Myers looking worse for wear as he slowly got up. TJ handed my helmet, stick and gloves to me before I walked down to the dressing room as I got congratulations from some of the team.

I got showered quickly and was just finishing getting dressed when the rest of our team came in, shouting happily. TJ told me they put in an empty net goal and we had won by a score five to three. Both teams signed autographs and had pictures taken with the fans after the game but before I could join them, James Duthie from the TSN network wanted to do an interview.

"This is James Duthie and I'm with Mike Stewart at the development camp for the under twenty junior team in Saskatoon," James said as soon as the light and camera went on. "Mike, how to you feel your camp went?"

"Not too bad, I had a lot to learn but the coaches were great and so was TJ, my partner this week," I replied. "I'm sure there is lots of room for improvement but luckily this was just the first camp."

"You had a couple of goals and an assist in the two games and also had a fight stemming from a couple of big hits," he stated. "Do you think you stepped over the line with those hits or the fight?"

"No, they were clean hits and meant to dislodge the puck from the puck carrier, which they did," I responded. "They weren't particularly big hits, as I didn't want to hurt them. Tyler felt differently and wanted to fight so the second time I obliged him."

"You don't seem any worse for wear," James said.

"A friend told me I would be better off if I didn't get hit when I fought, so I try not to now," I replied with a grin. "Calvin Klein and my friends like it when I don't have all the bruises and cuts."

"You've been invited to the Olympic camp in three weeks," James continued. "How do you think that will compare?"

"The competition will be that much better and there were already some very good players here this week," I responded. "The NHLers will all be faster, bigger and stronger besides being some of the best players in the world. It should be an interesting experience to see how I match up with them. I'm sure they will take me to school from the outset. All I can do is learn from them and compete as hard as I can."

"Do you expect to make both teams?" he inquired.

"No, I have no expectations other than to work as hard as I can while I'm at each camp and hope to make the decision to cut me very difficult," I told him. "The decision won't be made after these camps but will take into account what all of us do during the rest of the year. All I can do is work my butt off to show that I belong at either camp, no matter what others may think."

"You've made an impressive first showing this week Mike and we'll be watching with interest at the Olympic camp at the end of August," James said. "Thanks for the interview."

"Thank you," I replied and the camera shut off a few seconds later.

"Good interview Mike," James said. "Good luck for both teams."

"Thanks, I appreciate that," I replied before shaking his hand.

I walked out to the lobby and joined the team signing autographs and getting pictures taken. I seemed to have more than a few women and girls wanting pictures taken with me but I obliged them until the team managers had to stop it so I could get on the bus.

"Now that we have you all on the bus, I'd just like to thank you all for participating in our development camp," Coach Desjardins said after quieting the bus down. "We'll be watching all of you this fall and for those that make the cut, you should get your invitation to the selection camp in November. Work hard and don't let up or you might get left behind."

There was a buffet laid out in one of the conference rooms at the hotel and there were a bunch of people already there waiting for us. Media people, local dignitaries, more Hockey Canada people and even some girls and women. Everyone was in suits and dresses to match our attire and soon the players were mingling with a plate in hand. I saw TJ talking to a pretty girl as were several others. I nodded to Jennifer Hedger, the TSN host and she smiled but didn't come over. Bob McKenzie, another hockey analyst from TSN, came over to where I was standing alone, eating some food.

"You enjoying yourself, Mike?" he asked.

"Give an eighteen year old free food and you can bet that he's doing ok," I replied with a grin.

He laughed and said, "I suppose so. Why aren't you mingling with the others?"

"I like to keep out of the crowd," I replied. "So what did you think of the team?"

"There are some very good players, some returning from last year's squad and some new potential members," he replied. "Do you think you'll make the squad?"

"I don't know," I said. "I'd like to think I match up well with the other defencemen here but there wasn't one that I thought looked out of place. I wouldn't like to be the one who makes the decision."

"You're being modest and politically correct," he chided me. "You took apart a couple big men, scored two goals in less than a minute in the last game and weren't on the ice for any of the White team's goals."

"Fighting won't get you on the team whether you win or lose the fight," I reminded him. "There were a few guys that scored more than two goals here this week. I just hope I'm invited to the selection camp."

"Are you looking forward to the Olympic camp?" he asked.

"I sure am," I responded. "Just to be on the ice with those invited is going to be so great," I told him. "I don't think I'm going to catch too many of them along the boards with a big hit but I'm going there with what I've learned here and try my best to prove I belong."

"Does it bother you to hear the talk that you shouldn't have been invited, that there were other NHL players more deserving?" He inquired.

"No, because there probably were more than a few that could easy fill that last spot," I admitted. "So, for those that weren't chosen, as well as for the people who picked me, I have to prove that I deserve to be at that camp. Right now no one in this country thinks I'm deserving of that sixteenth spot for camp let alone one of the seven for the Olympic team. All I can do is play my best and we'll see what happens."

"And what about playing for Detroit?" he asked.

"I'm staying at Michigan for at least another year," I told him.

"You've been linked with some beautiful celebrities," he stated. "Are you seeing anyone right now?"

"I have a girlfriend," I admitted. "I'll keep who it is a secret for now if you don't mind."

"Enjoy the rest of the party," he said, shaking my hand before moving on.

I nodded and slipped out to go to the bathroom and heard a couple going at it in one of the stalls. I used the urinal and was washing my hands when one of the forwards from the white team came out, zipping up his pants with a grin on his face. He checked his hair and left the bathroom. One of the girls came out straightening her dress and blushed when she saw me. She quickly checked her makeup and left as well. I shook my head and waited a couple of minutes before exiting the room. I grabbed a water bottle and leaned back against a wall and watched as a few of the guys left the room with a girl. After a few minutes I had enough and went upstairs and was glad TJ hadn't brought a girl up. I was in my shorts and under the covers with the light out when he came in and got into bed after getting changed.

Monday morning, I worked out and then had a quick meeting with the coaches and Mr. Pascall about my time at the camp. They were pleased for the most part with my play and told me that they would be watching some of the games at Michigan and my play at the Olympic orientation camp.

TJ and I grabbed a taxi after saying goodbye to Calvin. Four of the guys from the Windsor Spitfires, Taylor Hall, Ryan Ellis, Adam Henrique and Greg Nemisz, as well as a couple other players from the Plymouth and Saginaw teams of the OHL located in Michigan, including TJ, joined me on the flight back to Windsor.

I read my textbooks and did some work on my laptop during the fairly long flight. I had less than two weeks left in my semester as I was leaving on Sunday, August twenty-third for Calgary, Alberta for the Olympic orientation camp and had to get everything done, including writing two exams. It wasn't going to be a fun two weeks.

We landed in Windsor around noon and waited for our equipment bags and suitcases to be unloaded. A couple of the Windsor guys had girlfriends meeting them so they tried to tease the rest of us as they gave the girls kisses and hugs. I just grabbed my stuff as did the others. We walked outside into the bright sunny day and I saw my three lovely ladies waiting for me by Elizabeth's mustang. All three of them were in sheer blouses and miniskirts and had their hair done up to look as sexy as can be.

"Holy shit, who are they waiting for?" asked one of the guys.

"I believe that is my ride gentlemen, I hope to see you guys in December," I replied with a grin as I crossed the road and approached the car, with the three of them leaning against it with tiny smirks on their faces.

"Our conquering hero returns," Elizabeth said as she wrapped her arms around my neck and planted a kiss on my lips.

I dropped my stuff and held her by her slender hips as she made it a good one. When she stepped back, Willow took her place and then Asuka, all in broad daylight and in full view of the other guys.

"Well, this is some welcome home," I said when we were done. "I missed you all very much. You look fantastic by the way."

"Thank you Michael," Willow responded. "We really missed you too."

"Yes, it was very most disconcerting not having you close by," Asuka added.

I picked up my stuff and the girls helped put it all in the trunk.

"Michael, why are all those guys staring over here?" Elizabeth asked.

"Oh, they're guys from the camp that play for teams around here," I said. "I'm sure they were wondering why I didn't hang out with the girls at the hotel and now they know why. Then again, you three are smoking hot so I'd be staring over here as well."

I grinned over at the guys before getting the girls into the car. Elizabeth took off at her usual warp speed and we drove to the Ambassador Bridge and got through customs without a big hassle.

"I appreciate the three of you coming to pick me up, but don't you all have important things to do today?" I asked as we got on the freeway to Ann Arbor.

"Of course we do," Willow answered from the back seat. "And we'll do them this afternoon. We all wanted to greet our man and make sure he knew how much he meant to us."

"The time away from you made me realize just how much I care for all of you as well," I responded.

"So you didn't partake of the offers from those Saskatoon hussies?" Willow asked.

"Of course not, why sample vinegar when I have Champagne waiting for me at home?" I inquired.

"Good answer," Elizabeth stated with a smile as she patted my leg. "So how was the camp? Did you make the team?"

"The camp was good, I scored a couple of goals in the games and assisted on another one," I replied. "I didn't screw up defensively and felt comfortable after the first day of practices. I hope I'll be invited to the selection camp in December if things go well in the fall."

"Good for you Michael, we're very proud of how well you're doing," Willow responded.

"Thanks," I replied. "So, anything new happen here while I was gone?"

"Not much, we had spent some time together but that's about it," Elizabeth replied.

The girls helped me get my hockey stuff into my SUV to take to the arena in the afternoon after we arrived at the condo garage. I had a quick snack up in the condo before driving to the arena. After bringing in my equipment, I got dressed for my afternoon practice. I stretched and did my usual skating and shooting warm-ups while waiting for the Coach. He never came out so I did some drills and some extra power skating before ending with shooting practice from all over the ice.

Asuka was waiting for me in my condo when I came in. I heard the washing machine going so Daphne was probably somewhere around as well. The smell of lasagne baking in the oven caught my attention and my stomach growled, which made Asuka grin.

"It won't be done for half an hour and we have to wait for Elizabeth and Willow," she said as I put my book bag down. "Why don't you do a bit of homework until they get here?"

"Only after I get a proper kiss and hug," I said, walking over to her.

She stood up and we had a very nice kiss as our hands explored each other's backs.

"Now that is a nice welcome home," I told her.

"If you think that was nice, wait until tonight," she replied with a grin. "Now get to work so we can spend our evening together."

"Yes Ma'am," I answered and walked over to the table and worked on finishing up an assignment.

Daphne came in with a laundry basket of clothes while I was working. She was in shorts and a tee shirt, both tight enough to show off her figure nicely.

"Hey Mike, how did the hockey camp go?" she asked.

"Pretty good," I replied. "How are things with you?"

"Things are good," she responded. "I paid for first year of school and have money left over for books. Thank you again for helping me. I wish I could do something more for you but Miss Ninja over there has threatened to hurt me very badly if I even tempt you let alone do what I want to do with you."

"You're helping us out by doing all the chores around here so don't sweat it," I told her. "Considering what she does to me at the dojo three times a week, I suggest you heed her warning so we don't get in trouble."

Daphne pouted before continuing on to the bedrooms. She left the condo just as Elizabeth and Willow came in.

"That girl is trying to tempt you, isn't she?" Elizabeth said when the door closed behind her. "If those clothes were any tighter, they might as well be painted on."

"She is a cutie," Willow added. "How much did she tempt you this time?"

"Not at all, Asuka has warned her to be good," I replied with a grin.

"I'm sure you didn't mind looking at her while she was here," Elizabeth said with a frown.

"I was busy with homework and she was busy in the laundry room," I responded. "Asuka was on the couch the whole time. Nothing happened and nothing is going to happen between her and me. I have three gorgeous women to look at and take care of."

"Humph," she muttered as she put her books down hard.

I got up and moved over to her and took her in my arms.

"Ok honey, what's wrong?" I asked. "You know Daphne is just a tease. Did something happen this afternoon to get you worked up?"

She sighed and put her head on my chest before replying, "I had a guy try and put some moves on me in class and then the bitch Cassie at the sorority tried to force me to go out with a guy from the basketball team who needed a date. I told her where to go and we got into a big fight."

"I'm sorry you got into a fight," I said, holding her close. "Maybe it's time to think about transferring over to Michigan for your last couple of years. It would be easier for Asuka and I to discourage guys from approaching you. You said yourself you don't like a lot of things that the sorority does so other than tradition, there isn't much holding you there."

"You just want me here fulltime so you can put the moves on me all the time," she replied.

"Well, that's a part of it," I agreed with a grin as I looked down at her. "I thought you liked me putting the moves on you. I like it when you want to do things with me. You know I love you for more than your beauty."

"I'll have to think about transferring, it would solve a lot of issues but would create more with my family," Elizabeth said. "Maybe I should explore my options at Michigan while I finish the semester here."

"That sounds like a good plan," I agreed. "Mitsy can help with a quick approval at the Engineering department."

"Ok, I'll stay over and go there tomorrow to at least see what they say," she said. "Thanks for being so supportive."

"That's why I'm here," I replied, leaning down and giving here a kiss. "Now, I have something for all three of you to show how much I care about all of you."

I handed her a long flat box and then gave the other two identical boxes. They opened them up to find a matching set of earrings, necklace, bracelet and a ring, each with lots of Canadian diamonds in each piece. I had purchased them in Saskatoon and couldn't wait to see their reaction.

"Michael, are these real diamonds?" Willow asked.

"Of course, do you think I'd give you fake ones to show you how much you mean to me?" I asked with a smirk.

"These must have cost you a fortune," Elizabeth said. "They're too much."

I reached in and selected the ring and slid it on her right hand ring finger. I let her admire it and reached for Asuka's ring and she held her hand out and let me slip hers on. Willow moved close and allowed me to put the ring on her finger as well.

"Now we're a group," I said with a smile. "I hope you like them and the other pieces."

"They're lovely," Elizabeth said softly as she looked at her hand and then at the others. "You're too good to us, Michael."

She hugged me tight and then kissed me hard before moving aside to let Willow get her turn. Finally, Asuka gave me a hard hung and then a soft kiss.

"This is the first gift I've gotten from a man," she said. "It could have been made of rubber and I would still have treasured them. You make me feel so loved and appreciated. I am very happy to be in this group."

I kissed her and the other two ladies kissed and hugged her as well.

"Ok, enough of all the mushy stuff, I'm starving," I said.

"You're always hungry," she noted as the other two grinned in agreement.

We got the lasagne out of the oven and doled out pieces for each of us before going back to sit at the dining room table.

"So we have you for two weeks and then you're off to Calgary?" Elizabeth asked.

"That's correct and in that two weeks I have to finish projects for game design and graphics and write two finals," I said. "So my time is at a premium for the next three weeks and then I have a few days off after the Olympic camp. I'll probably have to do a modelling gig before fall semester and college hockey practices start."

"I have news on the modelling gig, it's going to be with us over in Windsor," Willow said with a grin.

"That's good news," I replied.

"Why, because it's so close?" Willow asked.

"No, because I'll get to see Rach and Crystal in their bikinis," I replied with a grin.

She hit my arm and said, "I'm not going to tell them that line or they'll come up and tease you with them."

We finished our meal and we all helped clean up before going to sit out on the balcony to enjoy the warm August evening.

"Michael, here is the mail we got for you while you were gone," Willow said, handing over a few envelopes.

"Thanks for doing that for me," I replied and looked through them.

There were a couple bills and a letter from London, England, looking very official with the royal coat of arms on the envelope. I opened it and found a handwritten letter from the Queen.

Michael:

I trust you are doing fine though we haven't heard from you in a couple months. Princess Beatrice tells me that you, Miss Watson and herself are not talking or corresponding at all. I'm disappointed that things have deteriorated so badly between the three of you that you're willing to dissolve your friendship. I would have thought that what you had done for both of them would warrant at least polite conversation but such is not the case.

The three ladies that came back here from New York are doing well and living with my daughter's family. They all wish to express their thanks and of course so do their families, which also include Prince Phillip and I. The two ladies from Chicago are also doing well and are under my watchful eye and care.

My sources tell me that the Grandfather of the girl from Japan has presented you with a fine example of Japanese sword craftsmanship and, not to be outdone, I wish to provide a few things to show our appreciation for all that you have done for our family, our country and our Commonwealth.

Knowing your reluctance for public displays of gratitude or the acceptance of medals or honours, I've had discussions with members of my family and others on how best to handle the situation. We've come up with several suggestions but we would like to run them by you personally before we unilaterally present them to you.

I've enclosed tickets for you and your three lady friends to come visit us on the weekend after you finish up at the Olympic orientation camp. The tickets are for that Friday afternoon and are open-ended for your return. I give you my word that there will be no ceremonies or public bestowing of any awards, titles or medals without your express approval and foreknowledge.

I've taken the liberty of arranging for an age appropriate lady to come and assist your ladies in obtaining appropriate attire and acquainting them with how things are done at palace events so the four of you are comfortable here. She will contact Miss Ford in the next few days to make arrangements.

I look forward to seeing you in three weeks as do many of my family.

Elizabeth II

"Well, it seems we're all invited to visit the Queen on the weekend after the Olympic camp," I told them. "She is even sending someone to assist you three with appropriate attire and conduct."

"Why all of us?" Elizabeth asked.

"It seems they know a lot about us," I said, looking at Asuka as I handed her the letter. "She knows things that I wouldn't have thought anyone could know."

Asuka quickly read through the letter and passed it on.

"Either she has people watching you, which I highly doubt I would miss, or she's tapped into our electronics," Asuka mused. "She might have had discussions with Mr. Yamamoto about the sword."

"How does she know about you three then?" I asked.

"Mitsy perhaps, through Emma and the Princess?" she suggested. "I'll ask her tonight. Either way, I'll do a full scan of the condo and all of our electronic devices."

I nodded and turned to Willow who had just finished reading the letter.

"Are we really going to meet the Queen at Buckingham Palace?" she asked.

"I'm not sure yet," I replied. "When is our photo shoot?"

"It starts on the Monday when you're back," Willow replied. "We could go for the weekend and get back for Monday morning. It would be so cool to visit Buckingham Palace and see the Royal Family."

"I think I know why she's invited you three," I said with a wry grin. "She knows you'll want to go so you're the best way to convince me to go."

"So what's it going to take to convince you?" she asked with a smirk. "Shall I go get a French maid or a cheerleader outfit or would you like to see me in a schoolgirl outfit?"

"All of the above would be fine," I replied with a laugh. "Maybe we should see if we could do the photo shoot in London so we can stay longer. Why don't you ask Rach and Crystal if it's ok with them and then you can see if it's ok with Katie?"

"Alright, I'll do that tomorrow," Willow agreed.

The girls talked about going to London for a bit while I relaxed in the sun. Eventually the mosquitoes forced us inside and I worked on my schoolwork until it was time for bed. The other two women deferred to Elizabeth, perhaps knowing she was the neediest after what happened up at Lansing earlier in the day. They slept in one of the other beds while I took my time in seducing Elizabeth until she was begging me to take her. I slid into her from on top of her and she moaned when I was all the way inside.

"Oh, you feel so good darling," I told her.

"So do you," she answered as she squeezed me tight.

I made love to her slowly, making sure she knew how much she meant to me. When she finally went over the top, I quickly followed suit and we fell asleep in each other's arms.

Tuesday morning it was back to the old routine again. Asuka came out of the other bedroom when I left my bedroom, but I told her to go back to sleep and I would see her tonight. I quickly dressed and drove to the arena.

Rolf told me that Coach Benson was sick and wouldn't be coming in this week so it was just me at practice with the usual skating and shooting exercises. After a quick shower, I drove up to campus and got into class early so I could hand in my assignments and schedule the last couple of weeks with the professor, including writing the exam early. I did the same thing in the next class and then worked on assignments during lunch. I handed in my second project in game design and discussed the final two weeks with the prof. He was intrigued with my game and thought it could be marketed if I was interested. I told him I was but was a bit busy for a few weeks before I could discuss it further.

After class I drove back to the arena and got dressed and watched public skating for a few minutes before Rolf cleaned the ice. After we got the nets on, I stretched before skating and shooting for a while. I did some power skating and then practiced some shootouts before finishing up with more shooting from the point.

When I got back to the condo, Elizabeth had gone back to Lansing but Willow joined Asuka and I for supper before heading down to her condo when Asuka and I went to the dojo. We warmed up and then sparred for a while before Sensei made it two against one. At the end of the night we practiced sword play before leaving for the night.

"I checked out the condo and found no listening devices or anything tapping into our electronics, including our video system," Asuka informed me. "I checked all of our phones except for yours. I'll do yours when we get home."

I nodded and we drove home in silence. I handed her the phone when we were in the elevator and she started undoing the back and looked inside at the guts. She walked with me while still looking at the phone. Once inside, she put it back together and checked out the programming before handing it back to me with a shrug.

"I'm not sure how she found out about the swords," she said. "Mitsy didn't tell anyone so it's a mystery right now."

"Ok, we'll just keep an eye out," I said.

Asuka and I showered together and then make love before falling asleep.

The rest of the week was more of the same as I worked hard on the assignments and projects. Each of the girls spent a night alone with me and then let me have the weekend to work on the final game design project and to start studying for my database and graphics exams.

The next week was hell as I put the finishing touches to the climbing game, did all the remaining assignments and then studied for the exams that I was going to write on Friday. One bright spot was Monday afternoon when I arrived at the condo after my afternoon practice to find all three of them waiting for me with a small happy birthday banner hung above the dining room entrance.

"Happy Birthday Michael!" they shouted with big smiles.

"Willow Rose, you told them, didn't you?" I said, shaking my head.

"Of course, did you think I would forget?" she asked with a grin.

"I was hoping," I muttered.

They all gave me hugs and kisses and then they each handed me a box.

"You didn't have to get me anything," I told them.

"We know," Willow replied with a smirk. "But we got you something anyway just so you wouldn't pout. They may not be expensive but we hope you like them."

"I'm sure I will," I replied.

I opened one at random and it was long skinny box from Asuka. Inside was another sword and short dagger set.

"Wow, this is nice," I said, looking at the pair. "It seems a bit sturdier than the other sword."

"This is a practice set for use at the dojo so we don't hurt your good set," she informed me. "It is very functional and more importantly, a bit dull for now."

"Thank you Asuka, it's very thoughtful and useful," I told her before giving her a kiss and a hug.

"You're very welcome," she replied with a smile.

The next gift was a plaque with a CD mounted on it from Willow.

"That is the first copy of our first CD," she said. "We all wanted you to have it as we owe you so much."

"Wow, thanks Willow and thank the others for me too please," I said. "Someday I'll have to donate it to a museum as the first copy of the world famous Willow's first CD. I hope you brought me one to listen to as well."

She handed each of us a CD case with a picture of the three of them on the cover with Willow across the top. We all hugged her and congratulated her as well.

Finally, I picked up Elizabeth's box and opened it to find a set of keys in it.

"Elizabeth, these look like car keys," I said, looking at her.

She grinned and said, "You and I are now the proud owners of a 1969 Mustang shell that we're going to have to work on together to fix up. I figure a few hours a week we can get it done before next summer.

"That sounds like fun," I said. "I'm glad we'll have something to do together."

I gave her a hug and kiss as well.

"Thank you so much, all of you," I repeated. "This is such a surprise and all of you gave given me thoughtful and very wonder gifts that I will treasure always. I love each of you very much."

"And we love you," Willow said, with Elizabeth and Asuka nodding in agreement.

"So, we didn't think you had enough time to go out to eat so Daphne has gone to get pizza and things," Elizabeth said. "She's already cleaned the condo and she made cabbage rolls and put them in the freezer for another day."

"That girl is a very good worker," Asuka stated. "I hope you're paying her well. She'll go far if she puts the same amount of effort into her studies."

"I'll write her a check for a good amount for this week," I promised.

I did that after I found a place to hang up Willow's plaque and placed the swords on the small stand that Asuka pulled from behind a chair and put on the table behind the sofa. We put in the CD and listened to the songs while we looked over the liner notes.

"Willow, you didn't have to thank me right in the notes," I told her when I saw Mitsy's and my name listed.

"Of course we did, we couldn't have done it without you," she replied. "Did you notice that you're also listed as one of the producers?"

"No, why would you do that?" I asked, clearly puzzled.

"You put up the money so you get some of the credit," she responded. "Crystal, Rach and I are also listed since we are deciding how the album is done and the songs are mixed. We wanted you to reap any benefits if it does really well."

"You didn't have to do that either," I said, shaking my head. "I barely got to see you record any of the songs let alone help with it."

"You made it all possible so that's good enough for us," she said with finality.

Daphne came in soon after and we helped her set up and insisted she stay for supper. She handed me a card and said happy birthday with a blush. I opened it to find a hand made card with a very good drawing of me in my Michigan uniform on the front and very neat writing on the inside wishing me a Happy Birthday.

"Wow, that is very good, Daphne, thank you very much!" I said. "I wasn't aware you were so talented."

"I'm going to minor in art at college," she informed me proudly. "I'm glad you like it."

"I love it," I told her. "It's going up somewhere for sure."

She smiled widely and I gave her a hug.

We all sat down to eat and we had a fun time chatting about school and other things that came up. After supper the girls cleaned up and came back out singing Happy Birthday carrying a cake with nineteen candles shining brightly.

"Make a wish and blow them out before we set fire to the building, old man!" Daphne shouted and the others laughed.

"I've got everything I could ever want already," I said. "What should I wish for?"

"Good looks," Willow stated.

"Coordination and speed," Asuka suggested.

"Driving skills?" Elizabeth pondered.

"An eighteen year old blonde with a very cute ass!" Daphne stated with a grin.

"Hmmm, all very good ideas," I said.

I was quiet for a few seconds and then blew out the candles.

"What did you wish for?" Willow asked.

"I can't tell you that, it won't come true," I replied with a smirk.

"Well you've already got a nineteen year old blonde with a very cute ass so you had better not have wished for a younger one!" she growled.

"My lips are sealed," I said haughtily. "Now, I need cake!"

They pouted but plates and a knife appeared along with a tub of vanilla ice cream and soon we were all having our cake and eating it too.

Daphne cleaned up with the girls' help while I got back to my project and studying. I gave Daphne the check and told her to take care of the girls while I was gone next week.

"I really don't swing that way but at the rate you're paying me, I suppose I could," Daphne replied, looking over the girls with a smirk.

"Little girls should be careful what they say or she might regret her words," Asuka threatened, "especially when she won't have Michael's protection next week."

"Look at that, time to go already," Daphne said quickly. "Good luck at the Olympic camp next week Mike, I want to see you at the Olympics in February so work your cute butt off. I'll see you Wednesday Willow, as long as Asuka isn't around."

"I'm always watching Daphne, always watching," Asuka said, channelling the character from Monsters Inc.

The three of them laughed as Daphne shook her head and left.

"Ok, you get back to work and we'll see you at eleven," Willow said. "We're going downstairs to let you concentrate."

"Thanks, I appreciate the party, the gifts and the solitude," I said. "I'll make it up to you when I'm back."

"You have nothing to make up, darling," Elizabeth replied, hugging me from behind. "We love you and want you to do well. You take so good care of us. We're happy to take care of you once in a while."

I smiled and kissed her and then the others before they left me to the grind. I was putting in some extras to the game. I had the basic game done with the world's best cliff and mountain faces inputted into the game as well as the normal first person and third person views for the climber. I was now inserting some documented climbs from some of the historic climbs from the last hundred years; mapping out how the experts had tackled the particular cliffs or faces. There was also a store to buy novice, amateur and professional equipment as you earned points by climbing more advanced cliffs. I wanted to add a cliff building aspect to the game but I didn't think I would have enough time to finish it.

I worked for a few more hours before they came up for the night. I had barely enough time to save my work and power down the laptop before I was dragged to the bedroom by three horny women. I was stripped and pushed onto my back and Elizabeth was immediately the aggressor and had me inside her as she straddled me. Willow faced her as she straddled my chest and then moved back to get my mouth on her very wet pussy. Not to be left out, Asuka grabbed my left hand and soon had a couple fingers inside her as she humped my hand.

They exchanged positions when they felt like it and I never seemed to build up close to a climax before they either got themselves off or just got off of me to exchange positions. My tongue was getting very tired as was my wrist.

"Ok, enough of this," I protested when Willow and Asuka got off of me. "How about we try a new position where I'm not being just used for your pleasure?"

The two of them had the grace to blush in between breaths as they turned onto their backs to rest. Elizabeth had my thumb rubbing her clit and a finger inside her and she immediately pulled it out and came over to kiss me, despite Willow's juices on my face.

"Of course we can do something else," Elizabeth said. "What way would you like?"

"I need to stand up for a few minutes, I have a kink in my back and neck," I told her.

She grinned and got on her knees near the back of the bed while I rolled off the bed and stood up. I stretched my neck and back for a bit while the other two assumed the same position. They all looked back at me with grins as they wiggled their gorgeous asses at me, spreading their knees to show me their charms.

"Michael, we're yours to do with what you will for the rest of the night," Asuka said.

"Hmmm, wouldn't you like to take all three of us at the same time?" Willow asked.

I positioned myself behind Elizabeth and she reached back and helped me slide into her, moaning and arching her back as I reached bottom.

"Damn, I think he's going to come out my mouth," she said with a groan.

Hearing that didn't hurt my ego one bit and I slowly pulled back and thrust back into her, burying myself as deep as I could go again.

"Oh yeah, that feels so good, Michael," Elizabeth reacted.

Finally I had to start moving as I wanted to sample all of them in this position. I moved in and out of her for a couple of minutes and then pulled out, much to her disappointment. I moved quickly behind Asuka and slid into her, causing her to moan.

"Isn't that so good?" Elizabeth asked her.

"Hmmm, very good," Asuka agreed.

I didn't dally but started the age old rhythm and soon had her pushing back with every thrust.

"Michael!" Asuka said sharply when I pulled out and moved behind Willow.

I just chuckled and slid into Willow who groaned in appreciation.

"He's going to torture us for a while, isn't he?" Asuka asked.

"It appears so," Elizabeth replied.

"I'll take this torture all night," Willow said, pushing back at me.

I lasted three more rounds with each woman, getting Willow and Elizabeth off before Asuka and I made sure we both came. I collapsed onto my back and all three were very clingy.

"That was the best birthday ever," I said out loud. "Thank you for everything."

"No, we have to thank you," Asuka said. "That was your best effort on our behalf ever."

"You've ruined us for any other man," Elizabeth stated.

"I've never wanted another man and never will," Willow added. "I'm afraid you're never going to get away from us."

"Like I wanted to in the first place," I responded. "I think we make a fantastic group and I'm very happy that you get along so well and can stand to be around me so much. I am the luckiest guy in the world."

"That's probably true," Elizabeth agreed.

"Definitely true," Willow stated.

"Absolutely true," Asuka added as they all laughed.

It was pretty late so they snuggled up close and fell asleep soon after.

The rest of the week was filled with more programming and studying. I finally handed in the game design project Friday morning to the professor in his office before writing the database exam. It wasn't too hard as it was a second year course and I understood the material very well.

The graphics exam was at one pm and it was much more difficult. I took two and a half hours to finish it and wasn't sure about a couple of questions but answered them the best I could. I didn't bother going to the arena as it was already three thirty and there was another group that come on the ice at four. I drove home and collapsed on a lounger on the balcony with a pop in hand and dozed off in the warm sun, glad to be finally done for this semester.

Elizabeth had one more week and three exams to write so she came in and, after a quick hug and kiss, set up at one end of the dining room table and started studying. Asuka and Willow came in with Chinese take-out an hour later and we sat around the table eating and discussing the week and the upcoming two.

"I had a call today from a Lady Paige Spencer who is coming here on Monday to spend a couple days with us," Elizabeth announced. "She's going to go shopping with us and also give us pointers on proper etiquette for our stay at the Palace. I have an exam Monday morning but can spend a bit of time in the afternoon with her."

"I'll free up some time then as well," Willow stated as Asuka nodded in agreement.

"I'll make sure that the Calvin Klein store puts you three on my account so you can get anything you want there," I told them. "They can order something for you if they don't have it and it should be here in time."

"Thanks Sweetie," Elizabeth said.

After supper, we let Elizabeth study while we relaxed outside. I was mentally exhausted from the week and the whole semester really so I just vegged while Asuka and Willow talked.

"You look beat," Willow commented when their conversation lagged.

"I feel wiped out mentally," I told her. "I'm glad I have a couple of days to take a breather before the camp starts. I fly out Sunday afternoon for Calgary so I should be well rested by then."

"Alright, no brainwork for you all weekend," Willow decreed.

"I like the sounds of that," I agreed with a grin.

"And I suggest you just enjoy yourself when you have time off in Calgary," Asuka added. "No reading ahead or working on another project; just relax."

"Yes Ma'am!" I responded with a grin.

"You might even want to make some friends at the camp," Willow continued. "You know, guy friends. Is anyone from Detroit going to the camp?"

I think Dan Cleary is; he's a forward in his late twenties," I replied. "Hopefully he'll want to hang out."

"I'm sure he will, especially since the Steve Yzerman, Ken Holland and Mike Babcock are all from the Red Wings organization," Willow stated. "I'm sure they all want you to do well."

When the mosquitoes came to drink our blood, we went inside and I gave Elizabeth a ten minute massage while she was still in her chair.

"Thanks Michael, I needed that," she said, standing up to stretch. "I envy you being done."

"And I envied you when I was studying," I retorted with a chuckle.

Eventually she went back to studying and I played on my computer while the other two read books. When it was time to hit the hay, we all gave Elizabeth a full body massage to relax her before we went to sleep.

Saturday I worked out and practiced as usual and then drove back to the condo to find Elizabeth back at the table studying.

"Hi there gorgeous," I said with a smile.

"Yeah right, I must look a fright," she said, putting her hands up to her hair to make sure the braid was still in.

"You look very cute," I told her, hugging her from behind. "If you weren't so busy, I'd kiss you on your neck and continue downward."

"Stop tempting me, you hunk of a man," she said as she looked up so I could kiss her. "I'm getting in a good day of studying before I get my Michael fix tonight for the five days you're gone. Go take care of the sleepyheads so I get some time later."

"Alright, good luck with your studying," I said and kissed her again.

"Thanks," she replied dryly.

I grinned and left her at the table while I went to check on the other two. They were still asleep and Willow had Asuka wrapped in her arms in the spoon position. I quietly took a picture with my phone and then backed out of the room.

"They're still sleeping," I told Elizabeth, showing her the picture.

"You like that we're all very close, don't you?" she asked, looking at the picture.

"Sure, it makes it seem more than just me with each of you separately," I replied. "Hopefully you care for each other as much as I care for you. It seems more of a family than just three girls and a guy. I wasn't sure that you three would get along so well; you're very different people and come from different backgrounds."

"I was a bit surprised as well, but we had very good motivation to try hard," she responded.

"I know, I feel the same way about the three of you," I responded. "Ok, back to work young lady; I want to see some great marks when you show us your report card."

She stuck her tongue out at me and I laughed before moving to the living room and turning on my laptop to surf the web for a bit. When the two sleepyheads eventually came out, they trudged to the kitchen and came back with cups of coffee. They kissed Elizabeth on the cheek before coming to sit on either side of me.

"Hi there, Darlings," I said with a smile. "You two looked very cute this morning."

I showed them the picture that I had just made my desktop background.

"Oh, we do look cute," Willow said, looking around me at Asuka. "You were very cuddly and warm Asuka."

"It was very nice to wake up in your arms, Willow," Asuka replied, smiling at her. "You make a very nice substitute for Michael. Soon we won't need him at all."

"Hmmm, maybe I'll put back my picture of those lingerie models instead," I mused.

I received two elbows in the ribs for that comment.

I was reading an article on TSN about the upcoming Olympic Orientation camp and they followed along with me. It was from Bob McKenzie and he talked about the various players invited, starting with the ones who were obvious choices. On defence he made the assumption that Scott Niedermayer, Chris Pronger, Duncan Keith, Brent Seabrook and Shea Weber were locks as the top five and Dan Boyle was highly likely to be picked as the sixth of the seven defenceman. So there were ten other defenceman battling for the last position and of them, he thought Jay Bouwmeester or Mike Green had the best shot at it but it would be interesting to see how the some of the youngsters would perform at the camp. Steve Yzerman was determined to make sure that some younger talent would be included to provide energy and enthusiasm. Drew Doughty, Marc Stall and I were listed as the three youngsters, with me being the youngest at just nineteen.

"So, you have to be the best of the youngsters," Willow said. "You have to play with a lot of energy but still be smart. Show them that you can be responsible in the defensive zone but still be an offensive force like we know you are."

"Ok," I said simply.

"Michael, you need to take this seriously," Asuka added.

"I am taking it very seriously," I replied.

"I hope so, we think you're good enough to make the team and you just have to show everyone what we know," Willow said.

"It's too bad you three don't get a vote or I'd make the team for sure," I said with a grin.

"I don't know, there are some very good defencemen attending," Willow replied with a smirk.

I laughed and said, "I don't have to take this abuse, I have a whole country ready to abuse me. Does anyone want breakfast?"

They all declined so I just had some cereal in the kitchen. The two were surfing the net when I got back so I just sat outside and took in the nice weather.

Later in the morning Willow, Asuka and I went out to the mall where I arranged for the three of them to be added onto my account at the Calvin Klein store. We picked up a few things there and at other stores for our upcoming trips and then brought some lunch home to eat with Elizabeth.

After lunch each woman took me into the bedroom and had their way with me, whichever way they wanted. Asuka rode me while Willow wanted me on top. Elizabeth wanted a massage and then enjoyed being taken from behind. When she went back to studying, blissfully stress free, I napped from exhaustion until they all came to get me up and told me that they deserved to be taken out after satisfying me so well.

"Really, I think it was more trying to drain me for a week so I don't even think about women until I get back here on Friday," I complained.

"That wasn't our intention but it is a happy side effect," Asuka remarked. "Come on, we're very hungry after our afternoon activities."

I got up grumpily and had a shower before getting dressed. We all piled into the SUV and they directed me to a steakhouse in an old bank where the restaurant was down some stairs in what was originally the brick lined vault.

We had a pleasant meal in the intimate atmosphere and then they insisted on some dancing. They got me out on the dance floor for some slow dances at the upscale club and danced the fast ones just by themselves. A couple of the braver guys came up to them on the dance floor but the trio shook their heads right away to discourage them. We didn't have any trouble the whole night which was a welcome change. We got home late so we just went to bed and fell asleep close together.

Sunday morning I went to the arena for my usual workout and was surprised to see the coach come on the ice when I went out to warm up after a heavier than usual workout.

"Hey Coach, how you feeling?" I asked.

"Slowly getting better," he replied. "So, you ready for the Olympic camp?"

"I'm as physically ready as I can be," I answered. "Mentally I'm nervous and not really sure if I'm ready to be out there against NHLers but all I can do is try my hardest. I'm sure they'll take me to school more than once."

"Probably, but the important thing is what you do right after," Coach Benson remarked. "Don't give up on the play if someone beats you and especially don't make a big deal about it on the ice afterward. Learn from it and don't make the same mistake again. No one expects you to know everything and some of those forwards make the best defencemen in the world look bad every game. Just forget about all the fancy moves they make with the puck and concentrate on the man. If they dump it by you, use your speed to chase it if you can't hit them without taking an interference penalty. Your greatest weapon on defence is your speed and you have it in spades."

"I'll try my best not to disappoint you and the team," I said.

"There is no way you could disappoint any of us," he replied. "We're very proud of what you've accomplished and our small part in helping you get there."

"It wasn't a small part at all," I told him. "I'd still be in the house league if it wasn't for you and the other coaches or the guys like John. I owe you everything."

"Nonsense, we just helped you refine the talent you already had," he explained. "Now, you're a bit of an unknown quantity to them. Your shot will impress them as will your size but your speed and your confidence in carrying the puck up will really help your case. When you get the puck in your zone, you'll find you won't have as much time as you do in our games, but don't panic and make bad passes either. The worst thing to do is give the puck up with a bad pass. It's better to absorb a hit along the wall rather than put the puck right on a forward's stick out in front of your goalie."

"I'll try and remember that," I said, shaking my head.

"Don't worry so much, you're a very good player or you wouldn't be invited," he said with a chuckle. "Just play with speed. I'm confident that you'll do great offensively and I think you'll surprise them on your defensive play. Remember, the Detroit management team doesn't want you embarrassed so they'll make sure you get some help early on in practice. Listen to the coaches, be respectful of the veterans and if you make a good play, don't rub it in or celebrate like a rookie."

I nodded and we got to work. After we stretched and shot for a bit, he came in on me one on one and showed me some of the moves the pros would try to use to beat me. He explained what to do in each instance and I filed everything he said for later use. We ran though each move again at full speed for Coach and I defended each one as he taught me.

"Good, you're a quick learner," he responded. "Keep an eye out at practice to see what tendencies you can pick up from the forwards and how the other defencemen react. This game is always changing as players get faster, bigger and smarter. I'm sure there are many more moves you'll have to learn. When in doubt, stay close to him and take the body with a clean check."

"Thanks Coach, I really appreciate all of your help and advice," I told him.

"And I appreciate you sticking around for another year," he replied with a laugh. "You'll help our ratings and help with all the rookies, both freshmen and sophomores."

"It's the least I can do," I responded. "I'll see you in a week or two, depending on a photo shoot I have next week."

"Good luck and don't hold back a thing," he replied as we got off the ice.

I took a shower and went back to the condo where the girls were already up and dressed. We had some breakfast before heading to Windsor again to take the flight to Calgary. They came into the airport with me and waited while I checked in and got my boarding pass.

"Alright, you three have fun with the Lady from London and I'll see you Friday afternoon," I said.

"Good luck Michael, play hard and smart and do your best," Asuka said, giving me a hug and kiss.

"Show everyone that you belong there and make us proud," Willow added before giving me a fierce kiss and hug.

"Be safe and prove to yourself that you're as good as we know you are," Elizabeth told me before kissing me as well.

"I'll try my best, ladies," I told them all. "Be safe and keep each other company until I get back. I love you all."

"And we love you," they said in unison.

I grinned at them and turned with my carryon and went through the door and got in the security line. I waved at them through the glass and moved out of sight. After going through the security check, I found a seat in the waiting room until first class was called and walked out to the plane. Windsor was a small airport and we had to climb the steps to the plane outside.

The flight was over three hours so I pulled out my laptop when it was allowed and did some programming on my game to add some features I didn't have time to before I handed it in. I decided that I would try and market the game, maybe through Mitsy's company. I was engrossed in my programming when a woman sat down beside me. She was a pretty blonde a couple years older than me.

"Hi, you're Mike Stewart right?" she asked with a smile.

"Yes I am," I replied. "You look familiar but sorry, I can't place you."

"Think women's hockey," she said with a grin.

"You're going to Calgary for the Olympic camp as well?" I asked.

"Give that man a cigar," she said. "I'm Meghan Agosta; I played on the 06 Woman's team that won gold."

"It's nice to meet you, Meghan," I said. "What have you been up to since then?"

"I'm attending university at Mercyhurst College in Erie Pennsylvania for criminal justice and playing on their hockey team," she replied.

"Good for you, I'm in computer science at Michigan," I told her.

"Are you working on something now?" she asked, pointing to the laptop.

"I'm adding some things to my graduate game design program," I told her and proceeded to save my work and then showed her the program live.

"That is so cool," she said as she watched.

I handed her the laptop and she started a novice climb on a cliff while I gave her a couple pointers. I pulled out a new AI book I ordered online and started reading while she played. An hour later she finished an intermediate climb and finally stopped.

"How long did it take you to do all this?" she asked. "It's an amazing game."

"Um, I started the course in July and it took about a month along with my other work and getting ready for Junior camp and this one," I told her. "I'm going to add a bit more stuff to it and then try and market it in a month or two."

"So you're a computer nerd as well as a top model and hockey player?" she asked.

"I guess so," I replied with a grin. "I'm at Michigan on a computer science scholarship, not a hockey one."

"No shit?" she asked. "You're just eighteen right?"

"Nineteen, I just had a birthday on Monday," I told her.

"Happy birthday Mike," she said automatically. "I turned nineteen when I played in the 06 Olympics."

"You must have been one of the youngest on the team back then," I said.

"I was the youngest," she replied. "You're the youngest invited to the men's camp. I was a bit surprised they invited you but I checked out some of your games online and you play very well. I watched the games at the junior camp and you did great there as well."

"Thanks, I was told I had to do well there to be even considered for the Olympic team," I said. "I didn't even consider either team so it was a shock to be invited."

"I bet it was," she agreed. "Just remember to try and have some fun at the camp when you get time off. There will be a bunch of off ice presentations and videos to watch, but they also give us a bit of time off as well."

She handed the laptop back to me and I closed down the game. She seemed to want to talk so I shut down the laptop and closed my book. We talked hockey for awhile and then learned a bit about each other. She was from Ruthven, Ontario, a very small town forty minutes outside of Windsor and was visiting her parents before heading to Calgary.

We landed in Calgary and grabbed a taxi together with all our stuff and drove to the hotel where all three teams were staying; the men's, women's and the men's sledge hockey team that would play in the Paralympics. I let her check in first and she waited until I was done so we would know where we were staying.

"Ok, I'm on the fifth floor in room 508 with Scott Niedermayer," I told her.

"I'm with Hayley Irwin in 208," Meghan informed me. "How about we meet at six in the hotel restaurant for dinner and we'll see who's around to eat with?"

I looked at my watch and it showed four thirty but that was Eastern Time.

"Calgary is two hours behind us right?" I asked. "It's only two thirty?"

"That's correct," she replied, looking at her watch. "Let's make it five pm local time instead. We're going to be hungry before that."

"Sounds good to me," I replied as we moved to the elevator.

I held the door for her on the second floor and said, "It's nice to know someone here, Meghan. Thanks for coming over to sit with me on the plane."

"You're welcome," she replied. "It will be nice to tell the girls that I flew in with you."

She grinned and walked away as the door shut. I shook my head as I got out on the fifth floor. Scott wasn't in yet so I picked a bed and unpacked my clothes into half of the dresser drawers and closet. I got changed and went back down to the main floor and found the exercise room and used weights for a light workout and then rode an elliptical for a half hour. When I was done, I went back up for a shower and then worked on my game until it was close to five. After getting into good casual clothes, I took the elevator down and met Meghan and a couple of her friends outside the restaurant.

"Mike, this is Hayley Irwin and Rebecca Johnston, they play on the women's team as well," Megan made the introductions. "Ladies, this is Mike Stewart, computer geek."

"Hi Mike," Hayley said with a grin. "I wish all computer geeks looked like you."

"Hi Hayley," I replied with a smirk. "We geeks wish women that looked like you three noticed us no matter what we looked like."

"Don't tell me you didn't get dates in high school?" asked Rebecca.

"I didn't look like this in high school," I said. "But it's been a good year and my girlfriend likes me for my brains as well as my body."

Their smiles dropped a bit when they heard I had a girlfriend but I pretended to be oblivious to it as I continued on.

"So, is this the first Olympics for you two?" I asked.

"Yep, Meghan is the grizzly old veteran," Rebecca answered as Hayley laughed.

"Hey! I'm only a year or two older than you two," Meghan protested. "You're both older than Mike too."

I chuckled as they all got pouts on their faces. Eventually we ordered and I learned that the other two also were from Ontario; Rebecca from Sudbury and Hayley from Thunder Bay.

"I'm from Dryden originally, we were practically neighbours," I told Hayley.

"If you think a four hour drive is close enough to be neighbours," Hayley retorted. "Do you know Cindy Manor? I played hockey with her last year and she's from there."

"I recognize the name but I don't know her," I replied. "I never played organized hockey in Dryden."

The three of us talked about growing up in Northern Ontario, even though Sudbury was much lower down than Thunder Bay and Dryden. We kidded Meghan that she was practically a U.S. citizen growing up so far south.

After supper, they ran into other friends and I left them so I could check in with Coach Babcock and Steve Yzerman. I found them in the hotel's bar along with a few other management types and some of the players.

"Mike, it's good to see you," Steve said, getting up to shake my hand.

"It's good to see you, Mr. Yzerman," I replied.

"Steve is fine," he said. "I'm sure the rest of the coaches and directors are ok with you using their first names as well."

Mike Babcock stood up and shook my hand as well before saying, "You looking even bigger than I remember from a month and a half ago, Mike."

"I put on about five pounds to help try and deal with these gentlemen in front of the net," I replied, looking at Joe Thornton and Milan Lucic and Shea Weber, all probably six feet four and two-twenty to two-forty pounds. "I don't think I put on enough."

That got me a chuckle from around the table and I sat down beside Dan Cleary who pulled up a chair for me. Steve made the introductions and I shook the hands of the guys I could reach and nodded at those I couldn't. He then pulled a two page schedule from a folder in front of him and handed it to me, explaining that they were sharing the ice with the women's team as well as the sledge hockey team this week. We would have two on-ice practices Monday and Tuesday, just some presentations and photos taken on Wednesday as well as some free time, and then more practices on Thursday before the red-white scrimmage Thursday night in front of a sold out crowd.

I ordered a Diet Coke and just sat back and listened as the players and coaches talked hockey for the next couple of hours, going over playoff games or hits they took from one another. Other players joined in as they checked in and came down for a drink. I met Scott Niedermayer and he was nice enough even though he was twice my age.

The gathering broke up around eleven and Scott and I went up to our room. We each used the washroom and then got into shorts before hitting the hay. He set his alarm for seven and I used my watch to set mine for five to get up and use the exercise room. We had breakfast at eight and then the first presentation at nine thirty at the Saddledome.

Monday morning I got up and got dressed after quickly shutting off my watch alarm. I had the exercise room to myself for the first half hour and then a few guys straggled in, looking tired. It was a mix of younger players and older ones, including Dan Cleary.

"You're up early Mike," he said as I rested between sets.

"Just my usual routine, Dan," I replied.

"Don't burn yourself out before practice," he said as I went back under the handles for another set.

"Don't worry, I do this every day," I told him before pushing the weight up.

"Jesus, how much is that?" he asked.

"Three hundred," I said as I did my set of ten.

"Are you shitting me?" he inquired. "I can't even push that up once!"

"It helps when you have to get physical with the big boys," I said with a shrug. "I just have to make sure that my speed isn't affected but so far I can keep up with most of the speedsters in college. It will be nice to see how I fair with these NHLers."

"I think I'll make sure you're on my team for scrimmage," Dan said, shaking his head before heading over to the bike.

I finished my workout and used the elliptical for half hour before heading back up to shower before Scott woke up. He used the shower when I was done and then we went down to breakfast together. I filled my plate at the buffet line and Dan joined me and others at one of the long tables.

"So rookie, they say you're from Dryden but no one remembers you playing hockey there," Chris Pronger said, sitting across from me.

"I never played organized hockey there," I replied. "I just played on our home rink."

"Then what makes you think you belong here after one year of college hockey?" he asked.

"I just came for the free food," I replied with a grin. "I'm sure we'll see later if I belong on the ice."

He just shook his head and ate his food, which was fine by me. I ate quickly and went back upstairs to grab my equipment before grabbing a taxi to head to the Saddledome early. I found the men's locker room and found the locker with my name on it and hung up my equipment with the help of a friendly assistant. He directed me to a conference room where the executive management and coaches were getting ready for the first presentation.

Eventually the other players arrived and settled in. The president of Hockey Canada got up first and welcomed us all to the camp and thanked us for our time. Then Steve Yzerman talked about how the camp would run, going over the schedule of events. A quick video was played highlighting the rules differences from the NHL and the Olympics. Fighting got the players ejected for the game, Icing was no touch, no opposing player was allowed in the crease or the whistle would blow and the face-off would be out in the neutral zone. The goalie could play the puck anywhere behind the red line but would get a penalty if he tried to freeze the puck back there. Overtime was only ten minutes and then a shoot out would occur. After the first three players, anyone could shoot over and over again.

There would be twenty skaters plus two goalies suited up for each game in the Olympics rather than eighteen plus two goalies in the NHL. So an extra forward and defenceman would be allowed on the bench during games. The final twenty three man roster would include a third goalie that wouldn't suit up.

After the video, Mike Babcock took the podium and explained what would happen during practices and then what systems he would be implementing. There were a few diagrams and some markers used on the overheads, most of which I recognized from the playbook they had given me earlier.

They sent us to the locker room to get changed and we were given jerseys for practice and for the final red – white scrimmage on Thursday night. Both Dan and I were on the red team. I slipped on my black practice jersey and joined the others on the ice for a quick warm-up skate and stretching. The coaches split us between red and white teams to shoot on goalies and I got to shoot against Martin Brodeur and Marc-Andre Fleury. I got lucky with one shot and beat Martin high on the stick side which made me feel good.

Mike Babcock and Ken Hitchcock took over the red team while Jacques Lemaire and Lindy Ruff took the white team. They posted the forward lines and defence pairings and I was with Scott to start. They ran some simple three on two drills for us to get used to the pairings and the forward lines. It was fast paced as we had to get on and get off the ice as quickly as possible as they ran through the lines and pairings one after another.

Scott and I were the first pairing, I'm sure due to his seniority rather than overall talent and we faced the line of Joe Thornton, Patrick Marleau and Dan Cleary to start. They came in fast from neutral ice and Scott and I started at the blue line and slowly backed into our zone as they approached. We both moved into the middle of the ice so we wouldn't let Thornton have an easy lane down the middle to the goalie. He passed it to Marleau and Scott went to his left to cover him while I stayed in the middle to cover the pass back to Thornton or Cleary. As Thornton drove to the right, I had to follow him and tie up his stick while Cleary slid to the middle from his wing and took the pass and quickly shot on net through the screen of Thornton and I. Martin Brodeur, the goalie, made a good stop and held the puck. All five of us got off the ice and the next defence pair and forward line got on and ran though their turn.

Ken Hitchcock was working the defence while Mike Babcock coached the forwards for the red team. Ken came over to us to where we waited out in the neutral zone for our next go at it.

"Mike, don't concentrate fully on the man driving to the net," he said. "Try and cover both him and the trailer so there isn't a free shot at the goalie. Make them have to make a third pass or try to shoot through you."

I nodded and he went back to watching the next pairing. I watched closely as the next three sets of guys ran through the drill to see how the others did it. A couple did some slick passing to avoid the block and had an easy shot for a goal. We were up next and the forward passed to the winger on my side so I had to turn and skate hard to make sure he didn't go in on goal. When it was apparent that he couldn't beat me, he tried to pass back to the trailer and I was lucky enough to get my stick on the pass and deflect it to the boards, ending that turn.

We worked on that for ten minutes, with the coaches passing out advice and instructions on how they wanted things done. Scott and I only gave up one goal as a pass was tipped past the goalie by the driving centre after it got through me to him.

The next drill was bringing out the puck from behind the net against a two-one-two trap with two aggressive forecheckers. We used the whole ice and the red team worked against the white team and vice versa. The coaches told each team how they wanted us set up and then we ran it. On offence, one defenceman had the puck behind the net; the other was on the half boards for an outlet pass as was the centre on the opposite side. The two other forwards were circling around the blue line or in the neutral zone waiting for either a long pass or a second pass from the other two in the defensive zone.

Scott was behind the net the first time we ran it and I waited on the half boards for a pass. I was covered quickly by a forward, so I moved to get open, running down the boards. Scott went the other way as the second forechecker missed the pass to the centre. I turned and skated up the ice, giving the centre an option that he didn't use as he passed to the forward up the ice and they went into the opposing zone. I manned the point and then backed off as they ran their turn against us before both sides switched up.

I got my turn behind the net and a third forechecker slid down to cover my second outlet so I had to carry it out against Sid Crosby as my forechecker in front of our net. I faked a pass to Scott and then skated out the other way. I was hoping one of our two forwards could come back into the centre of our zone for a pass but they kept out in the neutral zone. Crosby, arguably one of the best players in the world, came at me fast as I took off up the ice. I held the puck away from him as we raced up the ice. When I got near our blueline, I flicked the puck to the circling forward and kept going, with Crosby still skating hard beside me. I unexpectedly got a return pass from the forward as he bank-passed the puck off the boards around the opposing defenceman right back onto my stick. I took it on the fly and again shielded it from Crosby who stuck on me like glue as we entered their zone.

I caught sight of our other forward racing in on the other wing with the second defenceman hot on his heels. I cut towards the net with Crosby leaning on me and then passed it over to the forward and ducked around the net to see the forward have an easy tip in overtop of the goalie. I continued skating back out of the zone and joined Scott at the end of the bench.

"Nice," was all Scott said and I nodded to him and went back to watching the action.

We ran it a couple more times and the second time I got to be the puck carrier, they only threw two forecheckers at me, so I passed it to Scott and trailed the play up the ice.

The coaches then worked on special teams and picked red to be on the power play to start and white to be on the penalty kill with the loss of one player. The coaches had white playing an aggressive penalty kill by starting all four players in the neutral zone to disrupt an easy carry into their zone.

Our coaches had us use what Detroit and a few other teams did to get into the attack zone. The defenceman carries the puck up close to their zone and then drops it to a trailing centre, who then takes a different angle and tries to carry it in. If his way is blocked, he chips it into a corner and goes after it.

Scott carried the puck up the first time we ran it and dropped it for Jordan Staal to carry in. We manned the points and I passed a puck over to Scott when it came back to me. He shot into the mass of humanity in front of the net and it was deflected to the corner. After a short scrum, the puck came back to Scott at the point and, after faking a shot, fed me a pass that let me one-time it at the net. I kept it low but put a lot on it. Milan Lucic got a stick on it and deflected up over Roberto Luongo for a quick goal.

We changed up and watched as the next three groups ran the power play. The coaches stopped the play when someone wasn't doing it as instructed. It didn't matter who was doing it wrong; everyone was treated the same, which we all appreciated.

The next time we got on, I carried up the puck and dropped it for Mike Richards to carry in. I manned the point and had to make a split-second decision a short time later then the puck came up the boards towards me. I rushed in to get it at the same time Corey Perry went after it to chip out. We met at the puck and hit each other hard as we battled for the puck. He was fairly big, about six three and two hundred and ten pounds, but I had something to prove and shouldered him off the puck and got it back down the boards to the waiting forward. I backed out to the point and eventually fed Scott a pass which he wired on net to finish our turn.

Our turn on the penalty kill was next and it was clear that we were playing against the best players in the world as they passed it around the outside of our preset box defence. I ended up trying to fend off Rick Nash in front of the net when he posted up for the tip in front while screening our goalie. I got lucky and lifted his stick the first time a shot came from the point and gave him a shove when he tried to whack the rebound in. I flicked it to the corner and then raced after it and pinned Jarome Iginla to the boards with the puck in our feet. We battled for a few seconds and I felt a body slam me into the boards and start working at the puck. I shoved back to get some room and then kicked the puck along the boards where Dan Cleary was waiting to flip it out of our zone to end their chance. We ran through the lines and got on one more time with similar results.

It wasn't much later that our time was up as the other National teams also had to practice today. I waited while the more senior members got to shower first and then took mine near the end. After I was dressed, I joined the other younger members of the team and we walked to the restaurant in the arena that they were using to feed the teams.

After lunch, we had another presentation about the drug policy and testing and then we watched videos of more set plays that the coaches wanted us to learn and use. We were given an hour to relax and most of us watched the women practice and weren't surprised to see the same intensity and speed that we were put through.

Our second practice of the day was just as busy as the first one and this time I was paired with Mark Staal, a defenceman from the New York Rangers and one of three Staal brothers in attendance at the camp. He was maybe an inch and a half shorter than me and probably thirty pounds lighter while being about three years older. We worked well together, reading the plays well and passing the puck in crisp, accurate fashion when required.

We ran through the plays they wanted us to learn and then did some more penalty killing and power play work, this time five on three and four on three variations. We all had our chance to be on either side.

On the penalty kill, there were usually two defencemen and one forward and we played in a short triangle formation with the forward moving side to side to block the point shots while the defencemen had to defend the cross-ice passes from the forwards down low. I blocked one pass and then chased the puck but had to get back into position when the forward retrieved it and sent it back to the point.

On the power play, Mark and I crisscrossed places so we could shoot from the centre with our opposite handed shots. I let one go that got blocked and hurt the forward as he was slow to get up. Mark took advantage and moved in to shoot from point blank range and beat the goalie up high through the screen.

We moved to four on four play against the white team and the coaches had precise instructions there as well. It was driven into us that only one defencemen joined the rush and the other covered for him. I let Mark join the first rush and then had to defend a two on one rush by sprawling to block the cross-ice pass to the open forward. I sent the other three back for a three on two rush and then got off the ice.

The next time we got on, I went up and made myself open for a pass down the centre of their zone and beat Steve Mason, the white goalie at the time, high on the glove side.

We moved to some five on five hockey to practice both our neutral zone play and then our preset plays in each other's zone. The coaches had us working on the cycle down low, both as defenders and the offence. I was on the ice when Martin St. Louis, Vincent Lecavalier and Derek Roy, all speedsters started a cycle in my corner. Martin and Derek were small, five seven and five nine respectively, while Vincent was six four. We were playing man on man so I had Vincent and kept on him tight and rubbed him into the boards just as he passed it off to Martin. Martin went in and took the shot and beat our goalie.

"Damn," I said.

Vincent chuckled and responded, "He does that to me in practice all the time. Don't think you're going to stop everyone all the time."

"I guess not," I said, skating to the bench.

For the last fifteen minutes they let us have an informal red versus white scrimmage. The coaches controlled the line changes and kept the shifts at a minute max for the forwards and about the same for the defencemen, if we could get off at that time.

Mark and I, as the youngest two on the red team, were the fourth pair for our team and saw the least action. We both got a couple shots off but had to defend mostly in our end as we were hemmed in pretty good. We got burned once by Martin St. Louis as he faked going inside and then bounced outside and went around me when I bit on his fake. I recovered enough to stop him from going in alone on the goalie but he passed it across the goal mouth and Vincent got an easy tap in for a goal.

After our showers and getting dressed, we were set on by reporters out on the concourse level. Since the younger guys were out last most of the reporters were already occupied so I was able to avoid being interviewed. I signed a few autographs outside as I made my way through the crowd waiting for a glimpse of the superstars still inside. I got onto the bus and relaxed for a bit while I went over my performance on the first day. All in all I thought I did much better than I expected to without making any glaring mistakes or getting burned too badly. Dan Cleary and a few other not so famous stars came on board and Dan slipped in beside me.

"You had a good day out there, you didn't screw up, you scored a couple goals and you didn't rub it in when you made a good play," he said. "I'm officially impressed and you can be sure that people took notice."

"Thanks, I wasn't particularly comfortable out there yet but I felt better the longer we went on," I replied. "You played well with Thornton and Marleau."

"It's easy to play well with those two, they know exactly where each other is all the time, playing together for the Sharks," he explained. 'I just have to either battle in front of the net or get open for a pass."

I shrugged and said, "You still have to fit in properly and it looked like you meshed well."

"Thanks, I think we both know we're longshots to make the team with the talent they've assembled here," Dan stated quietly. "We'll need to stand out, not just fit in and it won't be easy to do that. Your rush up the ice against Crosby was something that made you stand out."

"I didn't mean to stand out, they sent in three forecheckers and I didn't have any other options," I told him.

"They pulled a fast one on you to see what you would do and you beat them soundly," Dan retorted. "Skating away from Crosby isn't easy; he's fast and very good defensively as well as offensively. It was noticed, believe me."

I shrugged my shoulders and looked up as more players and coaches joined us on the bus. We finally took off for the hotel and went right into the restaurant for our dinner. Dan and I sat with Ryan Smyth and Drew Doughty, both from the LA Kings. Drew was the next youngest player here after me while Ryan was an older forward that had played in many world Championships and the last two Olympics and won gold in Salt Lake. Also at our table were Rick Nash and Steve Mason from Columbus.

I ate quietly while letting the older guys do the talking. Ryan talked about other Olympics and world championships while Dan talked a little bit about moving from one team to another before finally settling down in Detroit and playing like it was always expected of him.

We were on our own after dinner and a few of the younger guys went out to a nightclub close by. I stayed in and watched a movie in my room after calling back home to tell the girls how it went. I was asleep when Scott came in, fairly noisily.

Tuesday morning found me in the exercise room early, riding the elliptical. The practices weren't really strenuous as there were too many guys to get tired, even as quick as the coaches were running the practices. I went at it hard for forty-five minutes before starting my workout. A few guys came in and nodded at me but no one was talkative that early in the morning. Most of them rode a bike or an elliptical and the ones that did a workout weren't pushing any significant weight. A couple looked at me funny when they used the machines after me but I didn't react and just moved on to the next exercise until I was done.

After a shower back in the room, I quickly got dressed and went downstairs with my laptop. I grabbed some breakfast in the restaurant while working on my programming for a bit.

"Hey Mike," Steve Yzerman said. "Mind if I sit down?"

I looked up to see him with a plate of food and quickly said, "Sure, let me move some of this stuff."

I quickly saved my program and closed the laptop and then grabbed my plate and moved it back in front of me.

"Sorry about that, just doing a bit of programming," I explained.

"No problem," he replied as he sat down. "So, how did you like the first day of camp?"

"It was great playing with some of the guys I grew up watching," I replied. "I was pretty nervous for most of the day but eventually got over it and started feeling comfortable on the ice."

"Good," Steve responded. "The coaches and the management team had good things to say about you last night. They all thought you handled yourself very well and didn't look out of place at all."

"That's good to hear," I said.

"You don't seem surprised or overly excited to hear that," he noted.

I shrugged my shoulders and replied, "As much as it's good to hear that I didn't look out of place, fitting in won't be good enough to earn a spot on the team. So I'm going to have to work harder than everyone else just to be considered."

"True, but don't overdo it or you'll alienate the other guys and they'll try and make you look bad," he cautioned.

"True, everyone is vying for so few spots on this team," I agreed. "It's almost cruel to note that half of the guys here won't make the team but all of them are probably in the top one hundred players in the world. I don't envy you the task of having to tell us we didn't make the team. You're going to have to leave off some very good players, probably ones that made the last team and fully expect to make this one."

"It won't be easy and definitely not looking forward to it," he responded before starting to eat. "Luckily I won't have to do it until the end of December."

We ate in silence for a few minutes.

"So why are you down here so early?" Steve asked. "Breakfast wasn't scheduled until eight?"

"I worked out earlier and didn't want to disturb Scott so I came down here," I told him. "I usually get up at five."

"You worked out before practice?" he asked with a frown.

"Practice isn't very strenuous with so many guys having to take their turn," I told him. "I work out every morning, whether it's game day or not. It's just routine for me. I only do my martial arts training three days a week. Now that's tiring and much more physically demanding than hockey."

"I didn't know you did martial arts," he said.

"I started just for self defence and to try to do better when I had to fight on the ice," I responded. "Now I use it to get faster to improve reaction time and to get into the best shape I can. It's helped a lot in the last half year."

"It might have its benefits but it is also dangerous," he rebutted.

"Only if you're sparring with amateurs," I told him. "I work out with two experts that are so far above me that I hardly ever touch them, let alone get hurt by them. The training has helped me immensely in all facets of my life so much that I'd recommend it to anyone."

"I did notice you handled your two fights at the junior camp quite easily," he noted.

"I don't plan to look for fights but just be ready for when they're unavoidable," I said. "My hands could get damaged hitting something and I'd rather be playing than sitting in the penalty box."

"True," he replied. "You probably won't get anyone wanting to fight here so you should be ok this week."

"I hope so," I said. "I like most of the guys here so it would be a shame to fight one of them. Well, maybe Pronger; I never liked him."

I grinned at him and he had to grin back as Pronger had taken more than one run at him while playing for St. Louis.

"He wasn't a particular favourite of mine either, but that's in the past," he said. "He's still a dominant defenceman in the league."

Eventually we finished up and I went back to programming while he headed to the arena early. I caught the bus with the others when it was time to go and got dressed in the locker room.

We had a warm-up skate and shot on the goalies before the coaches gathered us around a big whiteboard. Mike Babcock went over everything we had done yesterday in terms of special teams' plays, and how he expected us to get out of our zone. He then went over the various neutral zone traps he might employ from time to time during the tournament and what might be used against us. Finally he went over offensive zone plays we were going to work on this morning before splitting us into our two teams.

Mark Staal and I were paired together again and we clicked early on. Our passes seemed to find each other without having to stop or reach for them, whether we bounced it off the boards or moving at full speed. Our chemistry helped a lot when we were trying to defend against the aggressive plays the top lines were running. It was nice to know that there was an outlet when you were pressured by two forwards. We both started throwing some checks and using the body to get the puck off the sticks of the opposing players and it worked so well that the other defencemen did the same.

We got our chance to run the offensive plays as well and we enjoyed getting to shoot the puck. One play had one of the attacking defenceman sneaking in from the point to accept a pass in the slot and shoot it on net. The first time we ran it, Mark went in while I moved into the middle of the ice to cover both sides. His shot got through but Mark Andre Fleury made the save as the screen in front of him never materialized. Mike Babcock stopped the practice for our red team and showed us what went wrong and where the forwards should be. We ran it again, only I took the shot and wired it past the goalie because he couldn't see a thing with big Joe Thornton standing in front of him.

We ran a few more plays and the physical play continued and even increased. I continued to rub out players along the boards and started getting hit when I had the puck. Milan Lucic tried to lay one on me but I saw him coming and leaned into him and stayed on my feet while he staggered. I calmly passed the puck up the boards and we got it out of the zone. I got to run a couple offensive plays and got another shot on net before they called us to the centre of the ice. The coaches went over what we had done right and wrong and then we ran the plays against the white team and they did the same against us using the full ice.

We used the body a lot more than the white team did and were the more aggressive team by far. I flattened out Eric Staal, Mark's older brother, and sent our forwards out of our zone to score a goal before Mike Babcock stopped the practice and showed the white team what went wrong. Mark grinned at me for showing his older brother up while Eric gave him the finger.

After a bit, we worked on the neutral zone traps, not only running them but how to beat them. The trap put a lot of pressure on the defencemen to either carry the puck up the ice or make good passes out of our zone to quick moving forwards. One team carried up the puck and ran an offensive play and then set up the trap on the way back while the opposing team attacked. It was all done on the fly, including changing up the players when the coaches called for it.

With about ten minutes to go, they had us practice the shootout against all the goalies. In the Olympics, if there was a tie at the end of regulation, there was only a ten minute overtime period and then the shootout was used to declare the winner. So, all of us lined up at centre ice to take shots, even the defencemen. There were two lines to shoot against both nets and the five goalies switched off every so often.

Mark and I had to wait until the end of the first round and I let him go first. He got stopped by Fleury on the glove side so I decided to go for his stick side. I skated in fast, faked the shot to the glove side and pulled the puck over to the other side and flipped it high into the net when the goalie sprawled to cover the bottom of the net. I skated back to the end of the line without breaking into the smile I was feeling inside. Mark held out his glove and I tapped it before turning to watch the second round.

When it was our turn again, Martin Brodeur was in net. Mark scored this time on a nice deke before I started my turn. Knowing that Martin watched my first goal, I pulled the same move but, when he slid over to stop the backhand, I reached back with one hand on the stick and slid the puck in on the other side before skating by. That earned me a few taps on the ice from the watching players' sticks and a grin from Mark.

We switched sides and shot against the white team's goalies. Mark and I got Cam Ward from the Carolina Hurricanes as our goalie. Mark was stopped on a deke and I decided to shoot rather than deke. I came in fast and as he moved out I put everything I could on a slap shot about a foot and a half off the ice over his left leg pad. When a goalie is skating out, it takes a split second for his legs to react and kick out the pads. It was in the net just inside the post before he could get the pad or the stick on it.

The final time through I got Robert Luongo as the goalie. I faked a slap shot early to his stick side to freeze him, moved over to his glove side as he slid that way and then pulled the puck back to the other side and reached it around his stretched-out leg to slide it in just inside the far post with one hand on the stick. It was opposite of what I did against Brodeur and I used my other hand as well, making it more difficult. I figured I had to impress them somehow, even though I would probably never get picked to do a shootout goal with all the firepower they had. Some of the moves the forwards made were truly sick.

That was it for the practice and as usual, the younger guys had to wait while the old fogies used the showers first. The media was out in force again when we got out of the locker room but we had a video session scheduled in a half hour so the handlers hustled us past the older guys who were being interviewed.

This time they had our practices video taped and they went over every play each team did and showed where things went wrong or right. Most of us paid close attention but some of the older guys weren't that interested in watching until the coaches stopped the video until everyone was quiet and had eyes front.

After lunch, we had a couple hours for ourselves so Dan and I took a quick cab tour of Calgary and then went up in the Calgary Tower to see the view.

"So, you're doing well so far," Dan commented as we looked over the city.

"I'm doing ok," I responded. "St. Louis burned me good one time."

"St. Louis burns everyone, he's one of the fastest guys out there and he's so small you miss him more times than not when you go to take him out with a check. You doing very well and you've kept your cool when something has gone wrong or right and that has impressed the older players and the coaches."

"I appreciate you helping me out so much," I told him.

"No problem, we're teammates now," he replied. "Just remember to pass it on next Olympics when you're one of the veterans."

"I will," I said.

We got back to the arena in time to see the men's sledge hockey team finish practice before we went down to get ready. Once we were on the ice and had warmed up, we shot on the goalies and then gathered around the coaches at the whiteboard. The coaches went over odd man rushes; both how to defend and to attack and then went over a few more special teams' plays before splitting us into our teams to practice what they had shown us.

They paired me with Duncan Keith this practice, a defenceman from the Chicago Blackhawks. He was a very good defenceman with a hard shot and was their primary shutdown specialist against the opposition's best lines. They made us the second paring so I got more time on the ice and played against the better lines for this practice.

It took a few shifts to feel comfortable with Duncan as he skated a bit faster than Mark Staal so I had to lead him differently when passing to him. He was also aggressive defending in our zone so I covered him rather than having us both caught out of position. When we were the two defending against three, his aggressiveness was both a bonus and a liability. While he would sometimes intercept a pass, other times he put himself out of position and I ended up having to defend a two on one down low near the goalie. I usually had to defend against the quick pass so the goalie had to go one on one against the third shooter.

Eventually we got in sync, especially after one of the coaches stopped the practice and pointed out his aggressiveness was leading to too many good scoring chances. Once he dialled it down a bit, we had better success stopping the odd man rushes.

We ran the special teams' plays and then had another scrimmage against the white team for the final fifteen minutes. Everyone was a bit more physical and there were a few checks thrown to dislodge the puck from the opposing player. I got involved in the hitting when Chris Pronger came in from the point to keep the puck in the zone while I rushed to the boards to chip it out. We collided going full bore and we both staggered back a bit. I recovered enough to slide the puck past him and out of the zone.

Later in the scrimmage I held the puck in at their blueline, chipping it back into the corner before taking a hit from Eric Staal. I recovered quickly and stepped around him to one-time the return pass on net, beating Cam Ward over his shoulder on the short side. I remembered to keep my celebration to myself and skated back to the bench and was surprised when Duncan complimented me on the nice shot. I nodded and sat down beside him.

We had shootout practice again after the scrimmage was over, with the white team shooting against the red team's goalies while we shot against theirs. I was last to shoot as usual, being the youngest, so I watched our team shoot against Robert Luongo while the other two goalies looked on from the side boards. He was stopping most of the low shots off of a deke or a straight shot so I planned to shoot high on him.

When it was finally my turn, I skated in fast and simply wound up and shot the puck as hard as I could when I got between the two faceoff circles. It looked like he thought it was going to be a fake shot as he was too slow with his glove hand and was in the net before he could touch it. I got a glove tap from Mark Staal as I rejoined the back of the line.

The goalies changed after my turn and we went up against Steve Mason from Columbus this time. He was doing real well, stopping most of the guys that tried to deke him as I watched him for any weaknesses. Unfortunately, I didn't see any. After Mark got stopped on his turn when he took a shot to the stick side, it was my turn.

I started off slow as I went wide to my left using my backhand to carry the puck. I sped up after crossing the blue line and drove to the net from left to right. Steve tried to poke check the puck off my stick as I pulled it from my backhand to my forehand while skating across the goal crease. He missed the puck with his stick and I waited while he stretched his leg and glove out to cover the lower part of the goal. As I glided past the goal, I roofed the puck up into the top of the net and continued back to the end of the line.

"Sweet," Mark said as we touched gloves again.

"Thanks," I replied and watched as Cam Ward took over as the third goalie.

We had one more turn each and again I was the last one to have my attempt after the rest of the guys had theirs. Mark scored on a nice deke and then I decided to shoot the puck high on the stick side. So I came in straight in, wound up and shot once I reached between the circles. The puck hit the shaft of his stick and deflected over the net to slam into the glass while his stick was knocked out of his hand. I shook my head as I turned and joined the team back at centre ice.

The coaches and the executive management gathered on the ice and explained that there wasn't going to be a practice tomorrow but they would be taking some team pictures in the morning before letting us have the rest of the day off. They had a golf club reserved for the afternoon for those who wanted to play and also had fishing equipment if some of the guys wanted to do that instead. I had never played golf and had no interest in fishing so it looked like I had the day to myself tomorrow.

We were bussed back to the hotel after we got showered and then had a team meal before being left to our own devices. I called the girls and they were having fun with Lady Paige, as they called Lady Spencer. She had decided to stay the week with them and fly back with us on Friday. They had gone shopping on Monday and then out for a spa day today. Tomorrow they would be getting a lesson in etiquette from her so they would know how to eat properly as well as how to address the various Lords and Ladies during the coming weekend.

They congratulated me on my camp so far as they had been following the reports on TSN and they were favourable for the most part. I thanked them before signing off so Elizabeth could study for her exam tomorrow. With nothing to do, I went back to my room and did some programming on my climbing game and then just played some Call of Duty until I was tired.

I did some stretching and forms in an open area when no one was in the exercise room early Wednesday morning before starting my workout. More of the guys came in to exercise since we wouldn't be on the ice today and we chatted about what everyone was going to do this afternoon. A few of the young guys, Jonathon Toews, Drew Doughty, Sidney Crosby, Milan Lucic, Jordan and Mark Staal, Steve Mason and I decided to rent a big SUV and take a trip to Banff Alberta, about an hour and a half away in the mountains near the Alberta and British Columbia provincial border. Sidney said he would handle the transportation and have it waiting for us at the Saddledome when we were finished with the photo taking.

When I was done my workout, I went up to have a shower in the room and then joined the team for breakfast. After breakfast, we boarded the bus to the Saddledome and got into our gear with our game jerseys and went out on the ice to join the women and the sledge hockey team to get a big photo taken. It took about an hour to get it done and then we were let loose for the rest of the day.

The guys that were going to Banff met in the lobby of the arena and went outside to find a large Hummer limo waiting for us, with a lovely lady in a chauffeur uniform standing beside it.

"Gentlemen, I'm Rachel, I'll be your driver," the blonde said with a smile. "I just need Mr. Crosby's signature and we'll be on our way."

Sid moved to her side while the rest of the guys all got big grins on their faces as they piled in.

The others climbed in one at a time until it was my turn with Sid following right behind me. Milan took over the bartending duties and handed out drinks or beers. I had a can of pop and watched out the windows as we drove out of Calgary and got onto the Trans-Canada Highway.

We passed out the snacks while we talked about the camp. As we neared our destination, the Rocky Mountains gave us plenty to look at. Those who hadn't seen the mountains before were glued to the windows as we drove through a valley between two mountain ranges.

After stopping at the Banff National park entrance, we continued on to the town of Banff and finally parked at the Banff gondola, our first stop. We all piled out and were met by a cute park ranger who helped us get tickets for the gondola up the mountain. We split into two gondolas and we were in awe at the incredible view during the seven minute ride up the mountain.

Once up top, we had some lunch at the restaurant and walked around the paths before taking the trip down. We then headed over to the hot springs located in some caves and bought some swimsuits before taking a soak in the hot water.

All and all it was a great afternoon and we ended up grabbing some burgers when we got back to Calgary.

Thursday was the last day we would be here and everyone went full bore on the ice during our morning practice. Milan hit me hard in the corner when I went back to corral the puck after a dump in. I reciprocated a few minutes later when he tried to go wide on me and ran him into the boards and put him on his butt. I hit anybody that came close to me with the puck and eventually they learned to avoid my side of the ice. Martin St. Louis still tried it, but if I couldn't hit him, I at least rode him around the net rather than allow him to get a shot or a pass off. I was finally feeling comfortable on the ice, at least in practice against the NHLers.

They gave us a few hours to rest before the final red-white game that evening. The Saddledome was sold out for the game with over eighteen thousand people planning to watch, so it was going to be the biggest crowd I had played in front of. I was a bit nervous about that but was more nervous about screwing up.

We had an early supper and then each team was bussed over separately. There was a gauntlet of fans hoping to get an autograph or pictures outside and then another line of photographers, video cameras and reporters waiting inside. Mark and I signed a few cards and papers and even a couple jerseys but we both avoided the interviews.

Each team had a warm-up skate and shooting practice early when the stands were a quarter to half full and then we had our final instructions from the coaches back in the locker room. Mark and I would be the fourth defence pairing for the red team which wouldn't give us as much playing time as the others so we would have to work harder each time we did get on the ice. I was nervous as I skated around our half of the ice and took a few shots on our goalie. The arena was packed but I tried to ignore the crowd as I wired a shot off the crossbar.

The first lines and defence pairs were introduced after we all sat on the bench and then we all stood up for the national anthem. After it was over, the refs got us underway. Mark and I sat and watched as the Crosby, Nash and Iginla line for white went up against the Thornton, Marleau and Cleary line to start the game. The speed seemed to be kicked up a notch from practice and so was the intensity. We took the play to them for the first few minutes and Robert Luongo had to make a couple of in-tight saves to keep us off the scoreboard. The play continued in their end when Mark and I got on with the fourth line for a face-off.

Jordan Staal won the puck back to his brother Mark at the point and he one-timed it on net. Luongo stopped it and directed the rebound into the corner. Chris Pronger tried to shoot it up the boards but I was able to stop it with my skate and deke Patrick Sharp, the white team forward that was rushing out to either block the shot or take the puck away from me. I banked it off the boards and stepped around him and wound up for a shot. I got it off just before Pronger could block it with his long stick and it got through the rest of the players in front of Luongo. It beat him low on the stick side but clanged loudly off the far post and deflected into the other corner.

Mark and I backed away as their fourth line got control of the puck and came out of their zone with speed. Jonathan Toews and Patrick Sharp came in on the two of us with Jason Spezza trailing as Jordan tried to get back to take care of him. Jonathan and Patrick criss-crossed in front of us and I had to take Jonathan as he tried to go wide on me and then bear in on net. I crossed over from skating backwards to going forwards and skated stride for stride with him, forcing him to stay wide of the net. He tried to lean on me and curl into the net but I pushed him hard and he barely stayed on his feet as he had to go behind the net. He crashed into the boards and I grabbed the puck behind the net on the fly. Patrick came at me from the other side and I bounce passed the puck past him and then we collided hard. I staggered but kept on my feet while he bounced off of me and then slammed into the boards. I skated to the bench with Mark to end my first shift while the puck went up into their zone for an odd man rush.

"Damn, everyone is a lot faster in a game," I said to Mark after taking a quick drink.

"Tell me about it," he replied with a grin. "Welcome to the big leagues. Nice pick up of Toews there and good hit on Sharp."

"Thanks, I think they are going to pick on me when I'm out there," I responded.

"For sure until you prove you can handle yourself," Mark agreed. "The other teams will do the same in the Olympics so everyone is going to see who the weakest link is. We better keep on our toes."

By our next shift, the lines and defensive pairings got mixed up and we were with the second line against their second line. I went back to get the puck from Martin Brodeur, our goalie for this period and I had to grin that I just got a two foot pass in a real game from arguably the greatest goalie of our time and perhaps ever. I waited as the rest of the guys got changed and then faked a pass to Mark on the half boards and went out the other way. Their forechecker came at me hard so I deked one way with a quick movement of my stick and then went the other way once he bit on the move. I took a few more strides and passed it up to Milan as he curled in the centre zone.

Milan carried the puck into their zone and I followed soon after to man the point as he flipped the puck towards the net. Jeff Carter tried to tip it past Luongo but the defenceman blocked it and tried to send Eric Staal, their second line centre, out on a breakaway up the centre of the ice. Mark and I had to skate back hard on an angle to catch him as he got the pass right at their blueline at full speed.

We both luckily took the right angle and met him at our blueline from either side. I lifted his stick as Mark hit him from the other side. I swept the puck back outside our blueline and curled back up the ice as the two brothers sprawled onto the ice behind me.

Not every shift went as well for us. Our third shift we were pinned in our zone against their first line and I had to battle Rick Nash in front of the net as they worked the puck back to the point for a shot. Nash was six feet four inches and probably weighed a good two twenty pounds and was very hard to move from in front of Martin. I barely got my stick overtop of his to tie it up when a hard point shot from Brent Seabrook came in on us. Martin stopped it but the rebound was right in front of him waiting for Nash to bang it in. I banged my shoulder into him and tried to chip the puck to the side. Nash staggered but still got his stick on it just as I did. Luckily the puck just went wide and Mark cleared it out of the zone.

We got on a couple more times in the first period and just before the period ended Martin robbed Jason Spezza of a sure goal by flashing out his glove to keep the game scoreless as the buzzer sounded.

We marched to our respective dressing rooms and relaxed for a couple minutes as some of the guys got some equipment issues worked on. Coach Babcock came in and called for our attention.

"Good period out there against some strong lines," he started. "Luongo got lucky with a couple of pucks getting by him but hitting the posts and Martin made a couple of great saves to keep them scoreless as well. I didn't see anything glaring wrong in your play but I want you to start using a couple of the set plays on offence and the two-one-two trap when I call for it. The positional coaches will come around and talk to you if necessary. Take it easy for a bit."

Ken Hitchcock went around to the defensive pairs and got to us last.

"Good work out there you two," he said to start. "I like how you handled your brother's breakaway and Mike; you had a great shot there on your first shift, just hitting the post. You're going to have to battle a bit harder in front of the net but Nash is a big man so you didn't do a bad job with him. I'd like to see a bit more hitting from both of you if you get a chance. We want everyone to get used to a more physical brand of hockey and you two are just the ones to get it started."

"Sure thing Coach," I said.

"We just need them to slow down long enough to hit them," Mark added with a grin.

He chuckled before moving off.

"We're going to have to step it up," Mark said quietly. "We need to make a better impression in the next two periods or we're done. Hit anyone that goes to your side and I'll do the same on mine and we both have to back up the other in case things go wrong. Agreed?"

"Agreed," I replied just as quietly.

We all got redressed and went out for the second period after we rested for another ten minutes.

The second period started off well for the first minute but a bad change occurred due to the long change that happens in the second period as the teams switched ends on the ice but not benches. Ryan Smith and Vincent Lecavalier got a two-on-one break and Smith wired a shot underneath Martin for the first goal of the game.

We got a break a minute later when Corey Perry of the white team got a penalty for tripping. The third line and defence pair went on the ice for the power play and Coach Hitchcock informed Mark and I that we would be on the second power play unit.

The first unit hemmed the white team in their zone and had three good scoring chances before Cam Ward, the new white goalie, froze the puck for a whistle. Mark and I hopped over the boards and skated to their zone and took up positions for a quick shot. Jeff Carter won the draw back to me and I hesitated for a second to let our forwards go to the net before shooting. Ward stopped the shot but left a juicy rebound and there was a mad scramble in front of the net to get to the puck. Jeff Carter banged at the rebound and on the third try finally batted it home past the goalie to tie the game at one. After congratulating Jeff, we lined back up at centre and continued to press for the tiebreaker goal. We lost the draw but our forechecking hemmed them in the zone and they had to ice the puck to relieve the pressure. Our team got to change but the white team had to stay out.

The game continued on with the ice slanted to their end, meaning we had most of the chances and were in their end a good portion of the second period. Our persistence paid off as one of their defenceman blew a tire and Patrick Marleau grabbed the loose puck and snapped a shot between the legs of Ward to make it two to one. The period ended in that score and we went into the locker room in a better mood.

"Good period men," Coach Babcock stated once we were settled. "We took advantage of our opportunities and put the puck in their net when we were supposed to. Now we have to close it out with twenty minutes of shutdown hockey, using our trap and a tight checking, physical game to win this. I want to see every white player that touches a puck get hit right away. Now is the time to show me that you have what it takes to make this team."

He nodded to the other coaches and they moved around the room to discuss things individually. Coach Hitchcock just told Mark and I to continue to hustle and hit anything that moved. He told us not to be afraid of icing the puck if we got in trouble before he moved on to another defensive pair.

Surprisingly, Mark and I were put out for the start of the third period against white's first line of Crosby, Nash and Iginla and we responded by battling hard for the entire shift. I flattened Nash with a hit when he tried to skate around me with the puck and Mark hit Iginla along the boards when he scooped up the loose puck. One of our forwards pried the puck away and we raced back up the ice to take advantage of the numbers. We got a good shot at Steve Mason, the new goalie for white, and he had to make a great save to stop a goal.

The white team finally scored on a power play after Milan tripped Jason Spezza. We had a great chance to get the go ahead goal late in the period as we had a power play with just over two minutes to play. The first unit peppered Mason with shots but he stopped every one of them. Martin St. Louis of the white team got a shorthanded opportunity but was stopped by Marc Andre Fleury, our goalie for the last half of the game. The game ended in a two – two tie and the executives and the coaches decided to have a dozen guys from each team to participate in a shootout just to practice in case it happened in the Olympics.

The twelve forwards from the white team and the eleven forwards from the red plus a defenceman would shoot on Fleury and Mason respectively. I was surprised when they picked me to be the twelfth shooter for our team. Mark pounded me on the back and grinned at me when he heard the news.

"Good for you, Mike," he said. "You deserve it."

"Damn, what if I mess up in front of everyone?" I asked, looking at the crowd.

"Just put the crowd out of your mind and concentrate on what you're going to do," he told me. "Are you going to deke or shoot?"

"I'm not sure yet," I admitted. "I'll have to watch what the others do and make up my mind closer to my turn."

"Sounds good to me," he said and we turned to watch the first shooter.

Jerome Iginla from the white team, and from the host city Calgary Flames, got a big ovation from the crowd but got stopped by Mark Andre Fleury. Patrick Marleau scored on Mason for us and they went through the players quickly. Heatley scored for us and Crosby scored for them after a couple guys missed or were stopped. St. Louis tied it up at two to two but Jeff Carter made it three to two for red. Dan Cleary and Shane Doan added goals for red and then Mark's brother Eric missed for white and it was my turn, the last of the shooters.

While I was sitting on the bench I had gone through what I wanted to do for my turn. Steve Mason, the goalie for the white team, caught very well with his right hand, so I decided to go for his stick side. Mason was also very good with his legs in covering the bottom of the net, so I also knew I had to get the puck up high.

The crowd gave me a nice cheer when I stepped out on the ice as my name was called over the PA system. I skated to centre ice and waited until the ref checked with the other ref behind the red line near the net and then blew his whistle and backed off. I took a deep breath and put the crowd out of my mind before starting to skate with the puck. I veered to the left to change the angle and make Mason move in his crease. Once I had picked up speed and crossed the blueline, I started to angle in on net while stick handling the puck from my backhand to forehand and back again.

I faked a backhand shot to the near side, Mason's glove side, and then dragged the puck to my forehand as I crossed in front of the crease. He tried to follow me by sliding across his crease while trying to poke-check the puck with his stick, but I pulled it away from him and patiently waited him out as I kept skating to the other side. He finally went down to cover the bottom of the ice I roofed it into the net overtop his outstretched blocker and stick, knocking his water bottle off the top of the net in the process.

I got a cheer from the crowd as I curled back to the bench and received congratulations from my team. We all went down to our net and congratulated Marc for his play while the white team did the same to Steve. After that both teams met at centre ice and lifted our sticks to the crowd, thanking them for coming to watch us play.

Before we could get off the ice, there were several TV crews and reporters looking for interviews from the players and coaching staff. I did my best to avoid them and got to the dressing room and into the shower while most of the others were involved with the many TV, sports magazine and newspaper reporters hanging about. Once the players started coming in the locker room, the reporters followed, but I was already dressed and packing up my equipment.

"Hi," I heard a woman's voice say behind me.

"Hello," I replied, turning around to see a cute young woman with a smile on her face.

"I'm Olivia Brunson, a reporter for CP," she introduced herself. "Can I do an interview with you?"

"I was this close to getting away," I replied with a grin. "Ok Olivia, shoot."

"How did you enjoy the week here?" she asked after turning on a small recorder.

"It was great," I replied. "The city is cool and some of us visited Banff on our day off. The arena is top notch and the fans were welcoming."

"And the Olympic camp?" she asked.

"I thought it went well, everyone seemed to get along and the coaches really put us through our paces," I responded. "I really learned a lot and some of the older guys like Dan Cleary and Mark Staal helped out immensely. It took me a while to get used to the fast pace and just how good everyone here is, but as time went on it got a tad easier."

"So what do you think your chances are to make the team?" Olivia inquired.

"A bit better than before the camp but the odds are still against me," I admitted. "There are fifteen other very good defencemen here and others that they can still choose if they have a good fall. It was great to just be on the ice with some of the greatest players in the world. It's a dream come true."

"You just got traded to Detroit, what are your plans?" she asked.

"I'm going to play one more year for Michigan and try to finish up most of my degree before joining the Red Wings either in the spring or in the fall of next year if they don't need me for the playoffs," I answered. "That is if they think I'm ready then."

"Being included in the penalty shot competition was a surprise," she stated. "Why do you think you were chosen over the other defencemen on the red team?"

"It was a big surprise and I was certainly nervous in front of such a big crowd," I told her. "I don't have a clue why I was picked over the others. I did play a bit of forward last year for the Wolverines so maybe that was why. It was a thrill to get a goal on such a great goalie as Steve Mason."

"How are you going to fit modelling in with a pro hockey career?" she asked.

"Once I'm done with school, I'll apply for work visa and be able to work in the States," I informed her. "It will easier to fit in the photo shoots in my spare time locally."

"You've been associated with the Waters twins and with other models such as Trisha Hanks," Olivia noted. "Who are you seeing now?"

"And what does that have to do with hockey?" I asked with an arched eyebrow.

"People like to know who hockey players are dating," she replied with a smirk. "So, are you seeing anyone?"

"I am but I'll leave out who it is so she doesn't get bothered," I replied.

She pouted for a second and then smiled before saying, "Thanks for doing this Mike. Good luck in the fall."

"Thanks Olivia, have a good weekend," I replied, returning her smile.

She moved off to another player and I quickly finished packing up my stuff. I told Mark I was heading to the bus to avoid any more interviews and he grinned and told me he would be along soon.

The bus driver had the bottom storage doors open under the bus so I slipped my equipment bag and sticks into one of them before grabbing a seat. Pulling out my phone, I read my emails and text messages. The girls congratulated me on a great game and for the shootout goal. John and a few others from the team did as well. Aunt Nancy and my cousins left a voice mail saying how proud they were of me and so did Barb and Trisha from New York.

The guys trickled in as they got free and we left a half hour later for the hotel. After a buffet meal where there were VIPs mingling amongst us, I snuck out and headed up to my room. I had an early flight back to Detroit and then on to London with the girls.

Once I was in bed, I thought about my time at camp and was pleased for the most part. Other than a couple mistakes early on, I felt that I competed on a more or less even keel with most of the players. It gave me a confidence that I could make a career out of hockey while dabbling in my computer science projects in my spare time. I drifted off to sleep as I looked forward to seeing the girls tomorrow.



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Chapter 4


The flight from Calgary touched down in Windsor at eleven and I walked out of the small airport just by eleven twenty carrying all my luggage and equipment. Unfortunately, this time I didn't have three lovely ladies waiting for me but instead spotted a chauffeur beside a small Cadillac holding a sign with my name on it.

"Hi, I'm Mike," I greeted the man.

"Hello Mr. Stewart, I'm Gerry," he said, "Miss Ford hired me to get you to Detroit Metro Airport as soon as possible. Let me help you with your bags."

"It's nice to meet you, Gerry," I responded as I handed him my equipment bag.

We quickly put the rest of the bags and sticks into the truck before we got in the car and drove off.

"Help yourself to a drink or snacks from the fridge if you want," he said over his shoulder. "It should only take an hour at the most to get there unless there is a delay at customs. Sit back, relax and enjoy the ride."

"Alright," I replied and grabbed a water bottle and a bag of peanuts from the fridge, finally able to relax.

It had been a hectic morning back in Calgary as I got up early to catch the first flight back after a quick meeting with Steve Yzerman, Coach Babcock and Coach Hitchcock. The meeting went well as they told me they were pleasantly surprised on how well I handled myself. They finished with the fact that I was still very much in the hunt for a position on the team and they would be scouting me during the fall and hopefully at the selection camp in November for the under twenty national team. After the meeting was over, I grabbed a taxi and just made the flight back to Windsor.

True to his word, Gerry pulled up in front of the terminal for Delta in just under an hour. We both hopped out of the car and went back to the trunk.

"My instructions were to take your equipment to the rink in Ann Arbor and leave it with the security guys who will make sure it gets to the locker room," Gerry said when he handed me my suitcase and garment bag.

I handed him a fifty and replied, "Thanks Gerry for the great service. I'll make sure to use you again when I need a ride."

"Thanks Mike," he replied before taking off.

I walked over to the Delta booth once inside the terminal and found my ladies standing with their backs to me. Rach, Crystal and an equally beautiful woman I assumed to be Lady Paige Spencer were with them and each of them was wearing a sophisticated dress and looked ready to meet royalty.

"Ladies, you look like you're waiting for someone; perhaps I can be of assistance?" I said in a Spanish accent when I snuck up on them.

"I don't think so," Elizabeth said as she turned around with an annoyed look on her face until she saw who it was. "Mike, you made it!"

She gave me a big hug and kiss as Lady Paige shook her head at the public display of affection. Willow and Asuka just gave me hugs to disguise our relationship out in public. I said hi to Rose and Crystal who grinned back at me.

"Mike, this is Lady Paige Spencer, she's been given the unenviable task of trying to make ladies out of all of us," Elizabeth made the introductions with a grin.

"Lady Spencer, it's a pleasure to meet you," I said, shaking her hand and giving her a head bow. "Thank you for spending time with these hooligans to try and whip them into shape."

"Mr. Stewart, the pleasure is mine," she replied. "After what you've done for us, it's the least I could do for you and your wonderful ladies."

"So what's our schedule?" I asked.

"We need to get into the first class line now so we can get our boarding passes and get to the gate after going through security," Elizabeth explained. "Lady Spencer has our ticket information."

We all got into line and it took ten minutes to check our bags and get our boarding passes. We moved over to the security line and waited another ten minutes to get through that process before we had to practically run though the concourse to get to the correct gate.

We handed in our boarding passes and walked down to the plane and were hurriedly shown to our seats before the attendants started their safety spiel. Elizabeth sat beside me while Asuka and Willow were across the aisle. Rach and Crystal were behind them and Lady Paige had the aisle seat across from them and behind us. Elizabeth wanted to be able to talk to the girls so I graciously took the window seat and buckled my seat belt after putting my computer bag underneath the seat.

"Talk about just making it," I observed as they shut the cabin door.

"I'm glad you did," she said as she grasped my hand. "I missed you."

"I missed you too," I replied and gave her a smile. "Are you ready to have some fun this week?"

"Sure am," she replied with a grin. "After the hellish exam week I had I could really let off some steam."

"We'll have to make sure you do then," I responded. "There is a lot to do there."

"I know, Lady Paige told us all about it," she said.

The plane started taxiing away from the terminal and out to the runways. A few minutes later we were racing down the runway and the 747 lifted off the ground and quickly rose into the air. We banked to the east and climbed up into the clouds.

Over the next seven hours the women chatted about whatever women chat about while I continued to work on my program. I wanted to have it done for when we got back so I could present it to Mitsy to see if her company wanted to market it. From time to time the ladies switched seats to either talk to me or someone else. Lady Paige slipped in beside me just before dinner was served.

"I just wanted to prepare you for what is going to happen this weekend at the palace," she said when I looked over at her.

I saved my work and replied, "Ok, lay it on me."

She quietly said, "Her Majesty Queen Elizabeth has had extensive discussions with her family and other advisors on how best to reward you. They have come up with a few ideas that she wants to present to you. There will be a meeting to introduce your ladies to her on Saturday morning. It will be at that meeting that her Majesty will discuss with you all of the ideas and get your approval before proceeding. After that, we'll have lunch and then take your group on a tour of the city. Sunday afternoon will be the formal presentation ceremony. That evening we'll move you and the girls to other accommodations in the city for your photo shoot that starts on Monday morning. That's the main agenda from the Queen's perspective. Of course you and Asuka are welcome to train at the barracks for the week as you did on your last visit. We have three rooms set aside for your group in the palace."

"It seems it's going to be a very busy weekend," I responded. "I hope her Majesty won't be too disappointed when there isn't any point to having a formal presentation ceremony."

"Why do you say that?" she asked, clearly puzzled.

"I don't plan on accepting anything that needs a ceremony to present it to me," I told her.

"You accepted a valuable sword from the Japanese grandfather," Lady Paige noted, "Why not from the Queen? She's a grandmother as well."

"Because she's not presenting me anything as a grandmother but as the Queen of the United Kingdom," I replied. "I'm not interested in titles, honours, medals or such things. I didn't do what I did for any of that."

"You're a most peculiar fellow, I must say," she responded.

"Maybe you need to hang out with some regular folk and see who really is peculiar," I told her with a chuckle. "I'm just a normal guy who happens to get caught up in things normally best left to professionals."

She rolled her eyes at that and even I had to grin.

"You know she's not going to settle for not giving you anything," Lady Paige stated. "You might get away without a title, but you're going to have to accept some of her gifts or she's going to be highly insulted. You really don't want her upset; let me rephrase that, we don't want her upset. I'll have a quick talk with her before tomorrow's meeting to prepare her so she can modify her proposal as she sees fit."

I nodded and looked out the window and the ocean far below.

"So what's it like having three women so into you?" she asked.

"I'm a very lucky man," I said, turning back to her. "They all bring something different to the group and seem to be getting along. I really don't deserve any of them but it's working out great so far."

"Hmmm," was all she said as she looked at me.

"I know; nothing that special to look at, right?" I asked with a grin. "Not even sure why Calvin Klein wants me as a model, are you?"

"Oh, I've seen the pictures and you're in very good shape," she replied. "One tends not to be too critical of your looks when looking at your body."

"Luckily those three aren't just after me for my looks then," I noted.

"No, they seem to think you're pretty smart on top of being a really great guy," she said. "I'd like to see the climbing game that you're working on sometime."

"Sure, you can look at it now if you like," I responded and powered up my laptop.

I explained the game's details and then did a short demo for her. She was intrigued and I let her play with it for a while. I must have dozed off because I was woken up by her quiet cursing.

"Why can't I get past this part of the bloody cliff?" she asked in frustration. "It's damn well infuriating!"

"Um, because you're probably going the wrong way," I said. "Use the help function to show you how the expert, who actually physically climbed the cliff, tackled that section."

"You just know all the answers, don't you?" she replied, still annoyed.

"About that game, yes," I answered before closing my eyes again. "The rest of life is a real mystery for me."

She had to chuckle before going back to the game and pressing the help key. I peeked over to see her follow the right path before shutting down the game when she finished.

"That's addicting," she told me as she handed over the laptop.

"I'm hoping it is," I responded with a smirk.

After a surprisingly tasty in-flight dinner, we all tried to get some sleep as England was five hours ahead of us. We didn't have a lot of time to get switched around before having to meet the Queen. By the time we landed, checked through security at the airport and drove to the palace, it was nine pm Eastern time or two A.M. London time.

We were quickly passed through palace security and given our security badges. Lady Paige showed us to our rooms where we were paired up like we were on the plane. I kissed Willow and Asuka goodnight before quickly getting changed and settling into bed with Elizabeth.

"I can't believe we're sleeping together at the Buckingham palace and we're going to meet the Queen in the morning," Elizabeth said as she spooned with me.

She was wearing a short gown while I was just in my underwear so I rubbed her legs with mine as I held her close to me. My hand wandered from her stomach to her hip while we talked.

"I hope you have fun here, it has lots of great rooms and interesting things to look at," I said as I kissed her neck.

"I'm looking forward to doing a tour," she responded as she wiggled even tighter to me. "Are you trying to seduce me right in the Buckingham Palace?"

"I'd try to seduce you if we were in a dumpy motel room, let alone a fancy room like this," I told her. "Wouldn't you like to tell your grandkids that you made love in the Buckingham Palace?"

"Maybe not my grandkids but I wouldn't mind bragging about it to some of my friends and family," she replied as she pulled my hand up to her breast. "Now hush and take care of your woman."

"Yes Ma'am," I replied and slipped my hand inside her gown to caress her breast.

It didn't take long for her to start moaning and she lifted her leg up on top of mine to give me access to her charms. I moved my hand down and found her tiny panties soaked. I rubbed her through them for a minute and then slipped them aside so I could slide a finger through her juices. She gasped when it hit her clit and she pushed her ass back onto my stiffening erection. She reached behind her to grasp it and quickly had it out of my underwear. Elizabeth guided it to her hot opening and I helped by pushing forward with my hips. I slide in deep as she groaned and pushed back until I was all the way in.

"Now fuck me, Michael," she commanded.

"Your command is my wish," I said into her ear as I grabbed her hip and pulled out of her before thrusting back in.

She moaned and said, "That's it Michael. It's been too long."

It didn't take either of us long to get ready to explode as we had been apart for almost a week. I kept her just below her peak for a few minutes until she started begging.

"Michael, I'm so close," she stated. "Fuck me harder now, please!"

I thrust into her a bit harder but slowed down.

"Michael!" she exclaimed in frustration. "Harder and faster, damn it!"

"You know you're awfully bossy tonight," I said into her ear. "Maybe I should go visit the other two instead."

"Michael, don't you dare!" she replied. "Please make me cum, Michael, I'm so close. I promise to be so good to you afterwards."

"You should be good to me afterwards as a matter of course," I whispered into her ear as I thrust in a few times hard and fast. "Tell me something new."

"Oh God, that feels so good," she said with a groan. "Please don't stop. I'm yours to do whatever you want to."

"I thought you were already mine?" I asked as I reached up to tweak her nipple.

"Oh yeah," she moaned and started thrusting back at me. "Michael, don't tease me anymore, it's not very nice. I'm begging you to make love to me."

"Fine," I said and sped up.

"That's more like it," she replied. "That feels so good."

It took only a few minutes to take her over the top and I came soon after her pussy clamped down on me while she was orgasming. She screamed into a pillow as I thrust into her a few more times until we both finally came to rest.

"That was fantastic," she said with a sigh. "You were such a brute for drawing it out so long."

"You loved it," I replied with a chuckle.

She turned her head and kissed me hard on the mouth before saying, "I like being taken hard by my man. You are such a great lover."

"And you're so passionate and wanton," I replied, kissing her possessively. "I love it when you let loose and tell me what you want."

"You like to hear me beg," she said with a smirk.

"I like to make you so hot that you beg," I corrected her.

"You do it so well," she admitted. "I'm lucky you're such a nice guy or I would be scared about how much you could control me if you wanted."

"Oh, I'm not that nice a guy," I said with an evil laugh. "One of these times I'm going to bring you over to the dark side and you'll never be the same."

"You're such a nerd," she replied with a laugh. "Now we better get cleaned up and get some sleep. As it is we're only going to get a few hours of sleep."

We got up and had a quick shower before settling back into bed. Elizabeth snuggled to my side and was asleep in a few minutes. I took a bit longer as I thought about well my life was going. I just hoped that something didn't come along and screw it up. I finally fell asleep and had a less than great sleep.

Saturday morning I was up earlier than the ladies but late for London time. It was already eight thirty and our meeting with the Queen was scheduled for ten AM. I had a quick shower and nudged Elizabeth awake after I had dressed.

"Don't wanna get up," she mumbled.

"It's almost nine and we're meeting the Queen in an hour," I reminded her.

"Damn," she said, sitting up. "Why didn't you wake me earlier?"

"I just got up fifteen minutes ago," I told her. "I'm going to make sure the others are up while you take your shower."

She waved me off absentmindedly as she headed to the bathroom. I walked down the hall and tapped on Willow's and Asuka's room. Asuka opened the door fully dressed and grinned up at me.

"Don't worry, we're up," she told me. "Willow just got into the shower and is a bit grumpy but once we get some coffee she should perk up."

"Same with Elizabeth," I responded. "I better make sure the other two are up."

"I did that already," Asuka told me. "Those two are much worse than Willow."

"I'll go try and find come coffee for everyone," I informed her.

"I'll come with you, I'm already ready," she said.

I looked down at her tee shirt and tights and raised an eyebrow.

"I just have to put on the stupid dress and shoes," she said with a frown. "It will only take a few minutes."

I grinned at her and led the way down the stairs to the kitchen I had discovered on my first trip.

"Hello, I was wondering if I could get four coffees and a green tea for my travelling companions." I asked the staff.

"Certainly Mr. Stewart," the head chef replied. "Shall I have one of the staff bring them up on a tray with cream and sugar?"

"No need to bother your staff, I can carry it up if you can provide the tray," I responded.

"Mr. Stewart, it wouldn't look good to have VIPs carrying a tray up the stairs," he protested.

"Fine, I'll leave you to it then," I said, giving in.

I checked out Asuka's fine derriere in her tights on the way back up the stairs and she caught me as I joined her on the second floor.

"Were you checking out my butt?" she asked, crossing her arms under her firm breasts.

"Of course I was, it's an incredible butt," I replied with a grin. "I'll always check you out whenever I get a chance."

She put her nose up a bit and marched down the hall, saying, "I would expect that a gentleman wouldn't stare at a lady's derriere in the palace."

"I never admitted to being a gentleman," I said with a laugh as I followed her.

The waitress brought the tray up a few minutes later and I took it from her at the door to my room. I left Elizabeth's on the bathroom countertop and then delivered the other four to the ladies, getting thanks from the three band members and a tongue stuck out at me by Asuka. Eventually the ladies all got dressed into one of their new dresses and Lady Paige came to collect the six of us.

"Good morning everyone, you all look very nice this morning," she said cheerfully. "I hope you all had a pleasant sleep."

"It was a bit short but Michael delivered coffee to us to help with the waking up process," Willow replied.

"I see you have him trained properly already," Lady Paige noted with a grin.

"Only for some things," Asuka stated. "He's still a work in progress."

The other ladies nodded as they smirked at me.

"Well, we mustn't keep the Queen waiting while we idly stand around chitchatting," I said loftily. "Shall we mosey right along?"

"I just have to mention a couple of things first," Lady Paige spoke up. "One, the Queen may wish to talk to Michael in private so at that point I will take the ladies on a tour of the Palace. Secondly, while you may talk about your visit with you family, the Queen requests that any sensitive information not be shared with them or anyone else. There are many young ladies who owe Michael their freedom and would be further traumatized if the media got wind of the circumstances surrounding their ordeal. Could I please have your promises as ladies that you keep anything sensitive to yourselves before we go?"

The women all promised to keep things secret and Lady Paige smiled and had us follow her downstairs. She led us to the North wing and we passed though security before entering the Queen's private suite of rooms. Soon we were all ushered into a larger sitting room with three sofas arranged in a square with the fourth side a smaller one presumably for the queen. There was a cart with a tea service on top and a young woman standing nearby ready to serve. Lady Paige had us stand in front of the three sofas as we were partnered on the plane and in the bedrooms.

"Her Majesty will be here shortly," she said as she went to stand near the fourth one. "Please sit down until she gets here."

We sat down on the fancy furniture and tried to sit up straight. Everyone was a bit nervous but Lady Paige kept the conversation going until the Queen arrived.

"Good morning everyone," the Queen said cheerfully as she entered with Lady Amy right behind her.

"Good morning, Your Majesty," we all replied as we stood up and the girls curtsied while I gave her a head bow.

"Now that we have that out of the way, please just call me Ma'am," she said as she moved to stand beside Lady Paige. "You all look very charming this morning. Welcome to Buckingham Palace everyone. Michael, it's nice to see you again. Thank you for actually showing up and I trust you won't run out on me this time?"

"It's nice to see you again, Ma'am," I replied with a smile. "I reserve the right to run out if you try and surprise me again."

"Fair enough," the Queen replied with a chuckle. "This time you'll know exactly what I have planned for you beforehand. Would you care to introduce all these lovely ladies that have accompanied you?"

"Certainly, Ma'am," I said before looking at Elizabeth. "This beautiful lady is Elizabeth Ford. She's currently a University student studying automotive engineering at Michigan State."

"Welcome to England, Miss Ford," the Queen said to her. "Of course I'm well aware of your family's history and current involvement in this country and others of the Commonwealth. Lady Paige has explained your situation with your family due to your dating Michael. I will see what I can do to help get that back on track. A young lady should have the support of her family and your family should know how high we regard Michael."

"Thank you for allowing us to be here with Michael, Ma'am," Elizabeth replied. "I appreciate anything you can do to help our situation with my family. I'm glad to hear that you think as highly of Michael as we do."

The Queen smiled at her and then looked back at me to continue.

"The equally beautiful blonde across the way is Willow Rose, part of the band Willow," I said.

"Miss Rose, welcome and I hope we can convince you and your group to play for us this weekend," the Queen said.

"It would be an honour to play for you, Ma'am," Willow replied.

"I'm glad, I watched you perform at the Canada Day festivities and was very impressed," the Queen added.

"Thank you, Ma'am," Willow responded.

"Standing beside Willow is the gorgeous Asuka Osaka, an expert in martial arts and the reason I'm still alive," I continued with the introductions.

"Welcome, Miss Osaka, your work with Michael is a credit to you especially as you're so young yourself," the Queen responded. "I thank you for your efforts as it directly contributed to the rescue of many young ladies. I hope you and Michael will visit the barracks and help instruct some of men and women there while you're here."

"Thank you for having us here," Asuka replied. "Michael already has suggested we visit the barracks starting tomorrow morning."

The Queen nodded and looked to the last two ladies.

"Last but not least, I have the honour of introducing the beautiful Rachel O'Rourke and Crystal Tillman, the other two members of Willow," I stated. "The band is going to be doing a photo shoot this week for Calvin Klein before they start a tour to promote their first CD that should come out next week."

"Congratulations on your new CD and upcoming tour, ladies," the Queen said to them. "I look forward to listening to you play for us and would love to get one of your CDs as soon as it comes out."

"Thank you Ma'am, we brought a few with us in case you and your family would like them," Rach replied.

"That is so kind of you; thank you for your thoughtfulness," the Queen responded. "Now why don't we sit down and have some tea."

We waited until she sat down and then followed suit. The server handed the Queen a small cup on a saucer and then served Lady Paige before continuing on with the other ladies while I declined.

"So, the reports out of Calgary say that you acquitted yourself well at the Olympic camp, Michael," the Queen stated once the server had left the room.

"I didn't overwhelm anyone but I felt like I competed well at that level," I responded. "I won't know until the end of the year if they will choose me for the team."

"For you to hold your own against professionals despite your amateur status is still remarkable," she noted. "I have the utmost confidence that you will be picked for the team."

"Thank you Ma'am," I responded. "Will you be attending the games next February?"

"Probably not," she replied. "Most likely Prince William and Prince Harry will attend in my stead. I look forward to the next summer Olympics to be held right here in London."

"That should be a wonderful time for the city and the country," I noted.

"Yes, it will provide lots of construction jobs and all of the people that will attend will certainly give the city and country a much needed financial boost," the Queen agreed.

The Queen directed specific questions at each of the ladies to draw them into the conversation and get them talking. Everyone was much more relaxed at the end of the half hour meeting when the Queen nodded to Lady Paige after a lull in the conversation.

"Ladies, why don't we go for a tour of the Palace while Her Majesty and Michael have a private conversation?" Lady Paige asked as she stood up. "We'll rejoin them and others for lunch."

"Certainly," Elizabeth replied and stood up after patting my hand. "Michael, you better not run out on us or we'll send Asuka to find you."

"I'll see you at lunch," I replied with a grin. "You don't think I would miss a meal do you?"

They all laughed and followed Lady Paige's example in curtsying to the Queen before leaving the room.

"You have made some charming friends in those ladies, Michael," the Queen observed when the door was closed. "They are very talented and beautiful."

"Yes they are," I agreed.

"I was disappointed to hear that you and Emma weren't talking and that Princess Beatrice had abandoned you as well," the Queen noted. "I was surprised it went so wrong so quickly after you had rescued those girls in New York and Chicago."

"They never forgave me for running out on them and having so many girls wanting to thank me," I told her. "Emma got busy with her movie and wanted to concentrate on that for the rest of the spring and summer while I pushed too hard for us to be something more when I came over to visit in May. She is as hard headed as I am and we weren't talking to each other when she dropped me off at the airport. I haven't heard from her since and only once from Princess Beatrice when she warned me about the Ford's investigation of me. It took a couple months to get over Emma but I'm happy now with my new ladies."

"I'm glad to hear that you're happy now," she relented. "I've voiced my displeasure to Beatrice over her continued silence to you. The three of you should still be friends if nothing else after all that you've done for them. Hopefully you can reconcile with them while you're here."

"I would be happy to talk to either of them this week if they wish," I told her.

"Good, now let's get down to the business that brought you here," the Queen said, taking a list from Lady Amy. "I better have my glasses as well Amy."

"Here they are Ma'am," Lady Amy replied, having them at the ready.

"Thank you dear," the Queen said as she put them on. "Right, since you accepted the sword and dagger set from Kim's grandfather, I felt it only fair to also provide some gifts for what you've done for my grandchild and the others. So my family and I have put a list of things together to run by you so you're not surprised when we present them to you in front of a few guests."

"Your Majesty, there is no need for a list of things," I protested. "If you really feel the need to give me something, just pick one thing to match his gift so that you're even. It's not necessary to put so much effort into this. I didn't do any of it to receive things from you. I'm just happy that it turned out as well as it did."

"Your modesty and reluctance is a credit to you Michael, but so many people want to express their gratitude to you that you're going to have to accept a few things or they will be very disappointed," the Queen responded. "So, for their sakes, please accept what they are offering."

I sighed and replied, "I'll listen to what you have in mind."

"Good," she said. "Now, from Prince Phillip and I as grandparents, we're going to present you with a sword that one of my ancestors wore into battle many years ago. It's purely ornamental now but should go nicely with your new collection."

"I'm honoured, Your Majesty and I'll treasure it always," I replied.

"You're most welcome," she responded. "My daughter, Princess Anne; has a pocket watch and a wrist watch from another ancestor that she and the girls wish to present to you."

"That would be much appreciated as well," I told her.

"See, this is going quite well," the Queen remarked with a smile. "Ok, next we have something that I think you're going to approve of. I've negotiated with the various Commonwealth countries and they've all agreed that any income that you earn in their countries will all be tax free."

"That I certainly like," I replied with a grin. "Thank you so much for thinking of that."

"I knew you would appreciate that one," she stated. "Please remember that one when you hear the next couple. First, we're providing you with a house for your use whenever you visit. It's just off the South Wing of the Palace on Buckingham Gate Street. We'll manage the upkeep of course while you're away and provide a butler and servants while you're here."

"I'm sure that isn't really necessary, I'm sure I could just stay at a hotel the few times I'm here," I said. "I appreciate the gesture but it would be a waste of a residence that someone else could use on a more permanent basis."

"That is thoughtful of you but it is also the house that you and your ladies will be staying for the rest of the week, so you have no choice in the matter," she rebutted. "Now that you have a residence here, your British citizenship is approved and we can move forward with the other awards and memberships."

"Your Majesty, I think we've come to the point when I have to protest," I told her. "I have no need of British citizenship and I won't be accepting any awards or memberships. What you've mentioned up to now is more than sufficient. I thank you for the gifts and the use of the house but that is all I can accept."

"You were right Lady Amy," the Queen said, looking over at her. "He is going to be stubborn."

Lady Amy gave her a small smile in return but said nothing.

"Michael, this is how we reward people who have done great deeds for the Crown, the country and the Commonwealth," the Queen continued. "It is our standard practice and the memberships will provide a certain status that will provide benefits to you and your family for years to come. It's not something that many pass up."

"With all due respect, Your Majesty, I'm not looking for anymore status or benefits," I replied. "I'm not looking to make my life any more complicated than it already is. Please understand I appreciate the offer but you've already done enough."

"Michael, the ceremony tomorrow is for the awards and memberships," the Queen responded in exasperation. "How can we have one without any of those?"

"I guess we can't, which is fine by me," I said with a grin. "I'm glad we had a chance to get that settled this morning. I didn't even have to walk out on you or head for the airport to get away from it."

"Michael, this is unacceptable to me," the Queen stated. "There has to be some give and take in this from your end."

"I already agreed to some things, which is more than I planned on," I replied. "I'm perfectly willing not to accept anything."

She sighed and looked at Lady Amy and said, "I think we need reinforcements in here."

Lady Amy nodded and left the room while the Queen frowned at me.

"Michael, you're a very stubborn young man," she stated. "Why must you be so difficult?"

"You're trying to make my life infinitely more complicated and I'm already busy enough with school, hockey, modelling, my computer programming business and, last but not least, my girlfriends," I replied. "I honestly have no need for a house here or for other noble trappings you might be thinking of bestowing on me. I appreciate the effort but what does a nineteen year old computer science student in Michigan need with any of that? Please try to consider what effect giving me all of this does to my life. I'm perfectly happy now with what I have or can get for myself."

"Hmmm," was all she said as she looked at me with a less than pleased look on her face.

I tried not to flinch as we looked at each other for what seemed like a minute or so.

"There will be other guests at the ceremony that wish to thank you and give you tokens of their appreciation," the Queen informed me. "You're not getting away from the ceremony that easy."

I sighed and nodded as Lady Amy knocked and came in with Prince Andrew.

I got up and gave him a short bow and said, "Hello Your Royal Highness, it's good to see you again."

"As it is to see you Michael," he replied and offered his hand. "I see you've gotten even bigger since I saw you last."

I shook his hand and replied, "I had to in order to compete against the pros at the Olympic tryouts. You're looking well and quite trim yourself."

He chuckled and replied, "I have a good tailor."

I grinned and we sat down.

The Queen spoke up, "Andrew, I need your help to persuade Michael to accept what we have planned for him tomorrow."

"Certainly, your Majesty," he said formally.

He turned to me and said, "Michael, there are many people coming here tomorrow to thank you for what you have done for them and their loved ones. Some will want to thank you personally but all are expecting you to be honoured by her Majesty and rightfully so. Your reluctance to accept rewards for what you have done is admirable but we all have to do things that we don't like from time to time. This is one of those times. These people need some closure for these events and the ceremony tomorrow is as much for them as it is for you. They can't move on until they know that the person who did so much for them is properly rewarded."

"I appreciate that a few might feel that way but a simple one on one conversation with them would also do the trick, I think," I responded. "Those that need to see me receiving something can watch me receive the sword and the pocket watch. I do not wish anything more. You can announce to them that you had more planned but I declined. That should save you any criticism."

"Michael, no one will be satisfied with that, especially us," Prince Andrew said, shaking his head. "You saved a member of this family along with many other ladies and you also saved a deal that is bringing thousands of jobs to the Commonwealth. Add in the Spanish ladies, Miss Watson and you can see that something has to be done or they will be very angry with us."

"Everybody will just have to get over it," I said with a frown. "It's ultimately my decision and anything extra will force me to walk away in front of everyone."

Prince Andrew looked over at his mother and shrugged before saying, "Maybe you'll have better luck having his ladies convince him."

"I rather doubt it, he is particularly hard headed," the Queen replied, giving me a frown. "You can continue to try while Lady Amy and I round them up and have a discussion with them. I'll see you two in half an hour in the dining room."

We both stood up when she did and waited until they left the room to sit back down.

"I have a small favour to ask of you," Prince Andrew said once we were settled.

"Sure, what is it?" I asked.

"It's the start of term here on Monday and many of the schools like to start with an impressive speaker to address the students," the Prince explained. "I'd like you to make a short speech to at one of them to motivate them properly."

"I'm not much of a public speaker," I told him. "I might not be the best person to choose actually."

"You'll do fine, just list a few of your accomplishments and how you've done them in the last year and you'll have them eating out of your hand," he told me. "It only has to be about ten to fifteen minutes long and do the usual explanation that hard work can lead to good things."

"Fine, when and where?" I asked. "I have to coordinate with Katie for the photo shoot that starts on Monday."

"It will be at nine am on Monday morning at the City of London School," Prince Andrew informed me. "The City of London School for Girls will also be in attendance as they are closely associated. I will pick you up at your house at eight o'clock. I suggest a suit as both schools have uniforms."

"Alright, let me confirm with Katie and I'll let you know as soon as I can," I agreed.

"I appreciate it and so will the students," he replied. "Next we need to talk about the gentlemen's club that Prince Charles, Prince William, Prince Harry and I want to visit with you tonight."

"Oh?" I asked.

"We go there occasionally to get away from the spotlight and talk with the other members while enjoying the atmosphere," Prince Andrew explained. "We'd like to show you around and get you away from all the women for a couple of hours."

"I have the feeling that that won't go over too well with them," I said dryly.

"Her Majesty suggested it so she'll be explaining the visit to them now," he responded.

"Alright, I'll go if it doesn't ruffle too many feathers," I told him.

"Great, now let's go have some lunch," he said, standing up.

I followed him out the door and out of the Queen's apartments. He led me to a room with a long dining table set for lunch. There were some staff filling water glasses and making last minute adjustments to the place settings.

"Let me show you some of the artwork while we wait for the other guests to arrive," the prince suggested.

He gave me the history of each painting in the room for the next fifteen minutes until the ladies arrived along with Lady Paige. The Queen soon followed and was accompanied by Princess Anne, her daughter Chelsea as well as Natalie and Mindy. They all gave me big smiles and the three younger ladies came right over to see me.

"Michael, it's so good to see you!" Chelsea said before hugging me and giving me a kiss on the lips.

"It's nice to see you again Chelsea, you're looking great," I replied.

"Thank you kind sir," she replied before moving to the side.

"Hello Michael, I'm glad you came to see us so we can properly thank you for what you did," Natalie told me as she gave me a hug and a kiss.

"I'm happy to see you doing so well, Natalie," I responded. "And you already thanked me properly so nothing more is needed."

"We'll see about that!" she retorted.

"Ok, my turn," Mindy announced, giving Natalie a hip check. "Michael, you've been ignoring us by staying away for so long. We've missed you greatly."

"I'm sorry Mindy, I've been busy," I apologized. "How are you doing?"

"I'm doing very well, thank you," she said as she pulled my neck down and gave me a kiss as she hugged me. "All thanks to you. My new family and home is wonderful."

"I'm so glad to hear it," I said, straightening back up to lightly break her hug. "You look wonderful so they must be doing something right with you."

She stuck out her tongue at me as Princess Anne and the Queen came up behind her.

"Mindy, that is hardly how a lady acts," Princess Anne said with a wink to me behind her back.

"Sorry Mom," Mindy replied, "but he started it."

"Your Royal Highness, thank you for taking such good care of Mindy," I said with a head bow. "I'm sure she's been a handful."

"She's been extra polite since I told her that she wouldn't get to see you this weekend if she didn't do well on her tests and at least try to act like a lady," Princess Anne replied with a grin. "Michael, it's good to finally meet you so I could thank you for what you've done for us."

She gave me a hug and a kiss on the cheek before stepping back and giving me a frown.

"Mother tells us that you're not accepting any of the awards that we're proposing," she stated. "We're most displeased to hear that. I think you're taking this modesty a bit far, right ladies?"

"Definitely," Chelsea agreed, with the other two nodding as well. "It's like you don't think that much of us so it wasn't a big deal that you saved us and all the others."

"I know I was just an orphan and Natalie is just a model, but Charlotte is very special and she and Princess Anne and her Majesty have all been so kind to take us in and treat us like we are special," Mindy said with a sad look.

"Oh, I can see we have an actress in our midst already," I responded with a smirk. "You know I think you are all very special and equally important. It brings me great joy to hear you refer to Princess Anne as Mom. How I feel about you has nothing to do with turning down the awards. So, nice try but it's not going to work. Now, have you met the ladies I brought with me?"

"No we haven't," Chelsea replied. "But don't think by changing the subject that we're giving up."

I grinned and then made the introductions before we all sat down for the meal. There was soup and salad and then some small quiche pie for the main course. I caught the girls smirking at me when I looked up from my plate.

"Something wrong, Sweetie?" Elizabeth asked.

"No, everything is fine," I lied.

"Its cheese and spinach," Willow added after taking a bite. "It's very good."

I did my best not to roll my eyes and took a bite. It tasted ok but my one bite took a quarter of the small pie. I was done a minute later and was still very hungry.

"That was an excellent meal," Mindy said. "I'm so full I couldn't eat another bite for hours."

"Me too," Chelsea agreed as did the others.

My look must have been too much as they all started laughing at me.

"You look like you've lost your best friend, Michael," Asuka said with a grin. "Could it be that you're not as full as the rest of us?"

"It's a bit smaller than I'm used to, but I'm fine," I replied. "It was delicious."

"Well luckily for you, that wasn't the main course," the Queen said with a grin. "The ladies all conspired against you to see your reaction and it was worth the effort."

She nodded to the head waiter and the next course came out. It was Cornish game hens and my plate had two as did Prince Andrew's.

"Now that's more like it," I said with a grin as the ladies laughed.

After lunch was finished, the Queen spoke up.

"Ladies, I need your help," she stated. "Michael is refusing to accept any awards or memberships tomorrow. He has agreed to accept a couple small tokens of our appreciation, the use of a nearby house and the income tax exemption but none of the other things we had planned."

Everyone's head turned to look at me so I felt it necessary to defend myself.

"What her Majesty listed is already too much," I said. "The awards and memberships will make my life overly complicated. I know how much everyone appreciates what I've done and I don't need anything else to show me that. Those additional accolades seem to be more for the public to know what I've done and I don't really want nor need anyone else to know. I hope that I already have your friendship so why do I need anything else? If you really need to have an event tomorrow, just a quick speech thanking me for what I've done will do the trick if you insist on doing anything."

Everyone was quiet as they looked back at the Queen. Princess Anne leaned over to her mother and motioned Prince Andrew to come closer and they had a whispered conversation for a minute while looking at me from time to time.

"My daughter and son have suggested an alternative which I find acceptable," the Queen said. "I will have to talk to a few members of my family before I present our ideas to you. For now, we older generation will leave you with Lady Paige and Chelsea for the afternoon. We'll talk again this evening. Have a good afternoon everyone."

Everyone stood up and either curtsied or bowed their head as the three Royals left.

"Ok, Paige, shall we give the ladies a tour of the city?" Chelsea asked.

"I think we shall, Chelsea," Paige agreed. "Let's all get changed and we'll show you the sights."

"We're leaving Michael alone for the day?" Willow asked suspiciously. "What trouble is he going to get into by himself?"

"Oh, I'll go to the barracks and work out and get in some sparring," I told them.

"What do you think Asuka?" Elizabeth asked.

"I'll go with him so he doesn't get into trouble," she replied with a sigh.

"You don't have to give up the tour Asuka, I'm perfectly fine by myself," I told her. "Enjoy the day with the girls. You can come with me starting tomorrow morning."

"I'll have plenty of time to take a tour during the week while you're at the photo shoot," she replied after thinking about it. "I will go with you now."

I shrugged my shoulders and led the way up to our bedrooms. We went into the separate bedrooms while Paige, Chelsea, Natalie and Mindy waited outside for us. I helped Elizabeth get out of her dress and ran my hands around her body from behind.

"Mike, now is not the time to get me all worked up," she said with a sigh. "Besides, Asuka needs some attention while we're out. She feels out of place here so make sure she knows how you feel about her."

"Yes Ma'am," I said before kissing her neck. "Have fun with the girls and be safe."

"Don't worry, we're getting some protection while we're out," Elizabeth informed me, turning in my arms. "Chelsea, Natalie and Mindy all have bodyguards and Paige says the queen is providing the rest of us with additional security for the week as well. Now try not to get too marked up before the ceremony tomorrow. A black eye won't look good in the pictures."

I grinned down at her and replied, "It might improve the look."

She poked me in the side and escaped my clutches. She moved over to the closet and selected a blouse and pulled it off the hanger. She grinned at me when I pouted as she hid her sexy body, only dressed in a bra and small panties, with the blouse.

"It's a crime to cover that body up," I told her. "You are so gorgeous; I could stare at you all day."

She smiled at me and then wiggled her butt at me before sliding on a pair of dress slacks. She bent over at the waist to slip on some shoes while she looked back at me with a wicked grin.

I groaned and said, "Woman, keep that up and you'll be missing the tour while I tear your clothes off and have my way with you."

She stood up and grabbed her purse on the way to the door.

"I'll send in Asuka to take care of that," she said as she looked down at my erection. "We wouldn't want you distracted before you play with the soldiers."

She grinned and slipped out the door, closing it behind her. I shook my head and packed a bag with my workout clothes and running shoes before joining the ladies in the hallway.

"Ladies, enjoy your tour and be safe," I said to them.

"Try not to get beat up too badly," Mindy said with a grin. "Two black eyes and missing teeth will look pretty silly tomorrow."

"You're not too big to be put over my knee," I threatened with a step towards her. "You're going to be looking pretty silly yourself if you can't sit down to eat."

Mindy quickly stepped behind Chelsea and stuck out her tongue at me.

"Don't get behind me, little girl," Chelsea said. "If you don't know enough not to anger the bear, you deserve a paddling."

"Alright, let's get this show on the road," Lady Paige said to stop the horseplay. "Michael, Asuka, we'll see you by six o'clock at the latest. We're expected at seven and we'll all have to freshen up before that. Enjoy beating up on the soldiers and do try not to get hurt."

"Your faith in me is so touching, all of you," I said. "Stick close to the bodyguards; I don't want to have to come find you if someone decides to walk away with you."

"We'll be good," Natalie responded seriously. "That's something we're very aware of when we're out and about."

"Good enough," I said. "Have fun and we'll see you in a few hours."

They took off first and then Asuka and I followed with our bags. We decided to walk to the barracks as it was a nice day. It took about fifteen minutes walking slowly through St. James Park to appreciate the fresh air and scenery. Once we arrived at the barracks, we had to send for Sergeant Thomas as the guard at the door was new.

"Mike, it's good to see you," the sergeant said when he saw us, "and who is this lovely lady?"

"Sergeant Thomas, meet Asuka Osaka," I replied after we shook hands.

"Miss Osaka, it's a pleasure to meet you," he said. "I must say that you're looking very beautiful this afternoon."

"Thank you Sergeant Thomas, one must dress appropriately for the Palace," she replied. "Michael has good things to say about his time here."

"That is good to hear," he said as he walked us through the checkpoint. "I see you have a bag as well. Would you happen to be his trainer that he talked about while he was here?"

"I train with him two or three times a week," Asuka responded.

"Well, I'd be interested in seeing the two of you train then," he remarked with a grin. "Would you like me to set up some sparring partners for either or both of you?"

"Sure, you can line a few up," I told him. "We're going to be here for a week so we plan to come each morning around five fifteen or so if that's ok?"

"Of course it is, Mike," he replied as he stopped outside a room. "Ok, this is the woman's change room and the gym is just down the hall and around the corner, Miss Osaka. Mike's change room is just a few doors down the hall as well. Feel free to use the gym and the weight room though both might be in use. I'll spread the word about the sparring. Should I pick you both up in the morning?"

"We should be able to walk each morning, Sergeant," I replied. "We don't want to be a bother."

"How about I just drive over when it's raining?" he asked.

"That would be fine," I answered. "We appreciate your help as always."

"It's no problem," he replied. "I'll see you in a bit."

He walked away and I said to Asuka, "Ok, I'll see you in a couple minutes."

"Alright, I'll meet you in the gym," she replied and went into her change room.

It only took a couple minutes to change and get to the gym. Asuka wasn't there yet but there were a few soldiers using the gym. A couple men were playing basketball at one end while a few women were watching a pair spar on the mats. I found a spare corner and started stretching while watching the women fight. One was clearly better than the other and would stop every so often to point out mistakes and explain to the watchers how to do a move properly.

Asuka joined me on the floor to stretch and I admired her figure in her tights and formfitting tank top. We both watched the training and weren't impressed with the level of expertise of the trainer or the ability of the soldiers as they all got up to work on the moves the trainer had demonstrated.

"She is not a very good trainer," Asuka observed. "She doesn't do the forms correctly herself let alone show them the proper method. She should not be in charge of these women."

"I'll mention it to the Sergeant when he arrives," I told her. "Until then, why don't we do our forms and then maybe spar some?"

"Fine, I do not wish to watch them anymore," she agreed.

We stood up and did the forms in unison for the next ten minutes. We attracted the attention of the women but ignored their stares. A few men and women wandered in to use the gym or watch the activities. When we were done our normal routine, we moved out of the corner somewhat but still on the hardwood floor and squared off.

"Ok, full speed right away, right?" I asked with a grin. "I'm feeling good about my chances with you today."

"Are you now?" she asked with a smirk. "How about I go at your top speed to start and then see if you can keep up with me after that?"

"Smart ass," I said as I got into my ready position.

"Someone has to pop that big head of yours from time to time," she replied.

"I do believe it's your turn to do that when we're done here," I stated with a smirk.

She just shook her head and got into position before saying, "Ready?"

"I'm more than ready," I told her.

"Then, begin!" she said sharply and attacked.

I was immediately put on the defensive as she tried to punch me in the nose while aiming a kick at my knee. I turned my leg out to block the kick while moving my head to the side and counterpunching at her face. Asuka managed to twist her head out of the way and follow up with an elbow to the stomach which I could only partially block with my other arm. My knee came up and forced her out of reach as I extended my leg to kick her. I went on the attack and she gave ground as I made sure not to allow her inside my reach. It was my only advantage over her and I made it a priority to use it every time we fought.

We travelled back and forth along the wall and out of the corner of my eye I saw that we had attracted some spectators. I didn't have time to think about them as Asuka tried to sweep my legs out from under me. I stepped over her leg and tried to kick her while she was crouched down. She used the momentum of her sweep leg to continue to rotate around as she lowered her torso to avoid the kick. She somehow spun around and back up onto her legs while I was setting up for another kick. She back kicked me in the stomach while facing the other direction and then jumped into the air while spinning around and aimed a kick at my head. Luckily I was already taking a step back from her first kick so I avoided getting my teeth kicked in by continuing to fall back.

I did manage to get my arm up to hit her foot as it passed in front of my face which put her off balance when she tried to land. I tried to exploit that by moving in on her but she somehow twisted in the air like a cat to land on her feet in a crouch. A punch at my groin gave me pause in my rush to get close to her so I stepped back and she got up to her feet with a grin.

"You don't think I would actually hit you there, Michael?" she asked. "Elizabeth and Willow would be most displeased with me."

"As would I," I replied.

"Excuse me, who are you two?" the woman trainer asked from nearby.

"Hi, I'm Mike and this is Asuka, we're just here to work out while we're in London for the week," I told her.

"Who let you in here if you're not military?" she asked.

"Sergeant Thomas is our liaison while we are here," I answered. "I'm sorry if we disturbed your lesson. We can go use the weight room until you're done if you like."

"I don't think you should be using any of these facilities," she replied with a frown. "This is a military facility, not a public gym."

"I'm aware of that, but we've been given full access so it's ok for us to be here," I tried to assure her. "Why don't we get out of your hair for a bit so you can continue your class?"

I started to turn away but she wouldn't let it go.

"Stop right there," she ordered. "I'm going to get to the bottom of this."

"Listen, there is nothing to get to the bottom of," I responded in exasperation. "I'm sure your bosses don't tell you everything that goes on around here, so there is no need for you to know about us. Save yourself the trouble and just go back to showing the other ladies whatever it is you're trying to do."

"I'll have you know that I'm the top trainer for hand to hand combat for the division," she stated.

"And what qualifies you for that rarified position?" I asked.

"I have a black belt in karate," she said proudly.

I looked over to Asuka and asked, "How come I don't get a belt?"

She gave me a smirk and replied, "Your sweatpants already have a drawstring Michael so you don't need a belt."

I gave her a pout and then looked back at the woman.

"Alright, we're going now, it was nice to talk to such a skilful practitioner of martial arts," I told her. "I'm sure we'll be seeing each other again during the week."

"You can't leave until I check out your story," she insisted.

"Go ahead and check if you want, we'll be in the weight room," I told her and walked away with Asuka beside me.

I heard her grind her teeth in frustration but she didn't pursue us as we left the gym.

"Boy, no wonder it was so easy to do so well against their people last time," I remarked. "If that is the state of their training, then I wouldn't want to go to war with anyone trained by her. No way she's a real black belt."

"Unfortunately, the skill required to get to the higher levels is somewhat different in each region," Asuka remarked. "She would still be at the lowest level if she was at our training facility."

"And where would I be?" I asked as I led her to the weight room.

"You would be the level just below Ninja," she said. "You have the skill set but none of the additional training they put us through to make us ruthless. The Sensei and I have also omitted the various death blows from your training. While many of your strikes could kill someone if done with your full power, there are places you can hit with precision that would instantly kill a person. Perhaps in time we will teach you to defend against them but for now you don't need that knowledge. Your training in weaponry is also far behind a Ninja but we're working on that."

"So I'd at least get a purple belt or a maroon one?" I asked with a grin.

"More like a pink one," she replied dryly. "Now let's get busy before that woman comes in here and interrupts us again."

"Yes Ma'am," I said and got under the bench press.

We worked out for half an hour before Sergeant Thomas found us.

"I hear our Captain Fairchild was asking questions of you," he said. "I'm sorry she bothered you. I referred her to General Atkinson if she wants to pursue it up the ladder."

"We came here to get out of her hair," I told him. "We were surprised when she told us she was the top hand to hand combat trainer for the division. She really isn't that good."

"Actually, she's in charge of training the non-field staff here at this facility only," he corrected our information. "She's someone's favorite so she was given that chore to make her happy. Those that know what's going on make sure no one that actually needs those skills to survive gets trained by her."

"She is incompetent and those women might need those skills in real life and are being denied the proper training," Asuka spoke up. "I suggest that the situation be corrected before her training fails someone and they get hurt."

"Perhaps you might want to discuss that with the General when you see him tonight," the Sergeant suggested. "I'm sure he might listen to your expert opinion more than mine."

"We might just do that," I said. "I agree with Asuka that she's not training them properly."

"You would have my support on that front," he said. "She's done now with the gym so you can continue sparring if you like. Here are some temporary ID badges that should stop any other issues you might have with any other enthusiastic officers."

"Thanks Sergeant," I responded and grabbed the two badges.

He nodded and left. We finished up our workout and decided to go back to the palace. We walked back through the park and showed our palace ids at the checkpoint and were let in. There was an envelope tucked in my door when we arrived at our rooms. I pulled it out and read the note.

Mike

Her Majesty informed me you were here and suggested we get together to talk. Call my cell when you get back and we can meet.

Bea

I showed the letter to Asuka as I opened the door and followed her in as she read it.

"You better have a quick shower and then give her a call," she said. "I'll go and shower in my room and wait for you to return."

"No, you'll shower with me and then accompany me to meet her," I corrected her thinking.

Without waiting for a reply I grabbed her hand and pulled her into the bathroom. I helped her out of her workout clothes and she did the same for me before we got into the shower. I washed her hair and caressed her body with the extra suds and she did the same for me after we rinsed her hair. I put my head under the water to rinse my hair while she made sure the rest of the suds were washed away.

"Michael, are you getting hard because you're going to see the Princess?" she asked.

"Of course not silly, I'm getting hard because of you," I told her as I bent down and kissed her. "Why would you even think that?"

"I know you spent a few days with her and I saw the pictures of you kissing her," she responded.

"That was for show," I explained. "Nothing happened and nothing will happen with her."

"And Emma?" she asked. "I know you were in love with her and were hurt badly."

"I'm not sure if I was in love or just really cared for her," I mused. "It doesn't matter really because she obviously didn't feel the same. I've moved on and found three women who for some reason want to be with me and with each other. I'd like to be friends with Emma but it's up to her as she's the one who rejected me. I'm not going out of my way to make up with either one of them."

"It's too bad Emma had to do that, I liked her," Asuka said. "You two would have made a nice couple."

"I think you and I make a great couple and the four of us make a fantastic group," I told her as I kissed her again. "Now why are we talking about other women?"

"I wonder why you're with me when you could have some of these other women for the asking," she replied.

"I'm with you because you're brilliant, beautiful and for some reason you seem to like me," I told her. "You, more than anyone, keep me grounded in reality and I need you in my life. The four of us are going to do great things together so I need you to be as confident in how I feel about you as you are confident in your own abilities."

She looked up at me for what seemed a long time before she reached up and pulled me down for a kiss.

"Ok, I believe you," she said. "Now quit hogging the water, I'm getting cold."

"Yes Ma'am," I replied as I picked her up and spun around to put her under the spray. "My, you look lovely wet."

"Don't get any ideas, we need to get dressed and go see the Princess," she said as she held onto my neck and wrapped her legs around me.

"But Asuka, you're the one who got me this way," I reminded her.

"Michael, don't you dare!" she threatened as I positioned her over my erection.

"Are you telling me that you don't want me right now?" I asked as I slid her back and forth.

"Luckily I don't think with my little head like you do," she replied.

"Well, that's inconvenient," I said. "I guess I better turn the water to cold to cool off."

"Don't you dare, Michael," she warned me as I reached for the faucet.

"You want me to go meet the Princess like this?" I asked as I made sure that my little head ran through her pussy to hit her clit.

I knew I was getting to her when she normal confident look eased and she bit her lip to stifle a moan. I leaned her against the wall and moved my hips a bit faster.

"Oh Michael," she moaned out load.

"Yes Asuka?" I asked with a grin.

She reached down and positioned me at her opening and slid down slowly. I moaned in appreciation as she enveloped me in her warmth until I was all the way inside her.

"Now isn't that better?" I asked.

She put her finger on my lips to tell me to be quiet and then lifted herself up slowly and then let herself slip back down. I groaned and she smirked at me as she kept the pace agonizingly slow. I wanted to take over and start thrusting into her but I found the strength to wait her out. Within a couple of minutes, she started to moan louder and speed up her pace. I helped her out by thrusting up when she came down and soon we were in the groove.

Asuka didn't last long as it had been a week for her. She sped up her bouncing and I followed suit with my thrusts. She put her face into my neck and softly screamed into the crease between my shoulder and neck as she thrust down hard a few times while squeezing me tight. I followed suit with a loud groan and emptied into her with a few hard thrusts.

"Now tell me that we don't belong together," I said after a minute of catching our breath.

She gave me a tired smile and kissed me softly.

"Fine, we belong together," she said.

"I'm glad you're finally on board," I replied with a chuckle.

She rolled her eyes as she got the pun.

"Ok, now let's get cleaned up, again, and get ready to see the Princess," Asuka commanded as she extricated herself from me.

I sighed and replied, "I'd rather just spend time alone with you, but I suppose we better get it over with."

"I'm sure we'll have some time later," she responded as she patted my chest. "I enjoyed that very much."

"As did I," I assured her.

We slowly washed and then got out and toweled off. I got into some casual clothes and she slipped on one of my long tee shirts and ran down to her room to get fresh clothes.

Half an hour later we walked into a room downstairs that Princess Beatrice gave us directions to when I called her. Princess Bea was there as was Emma Watson. They both stood up as we walked towards them.

"Your Royal Highness, may I introduce you to Miss Asuka Osaka?" I asked. "Asuka, this is Princess Beatrice."

Asuka, wearing casual pants and a blouse, bowed her head to the Princess and said, "Your Royal Highness, it's nice to finally meet you."

"The pleasure is mine, Asuka," Princess Bea replied. "I must commend you on how well you've trained Michael. He's certainly put it to good use."

"Thank you, Your Royal Highness, he's starting to show promise," Asuka said with a tiny smile.

"I think you know my good friend Emma Watson, right?" the Princess asked.

"Yes, we're acquainted though she's been avoiding us for the last few months," Asuka replied.

"Yes, well that's why we're here," the Princess responded. "Her Majesty is right; this has gone on far too long. Let's sit down and get these two talking so that we can all back to being at least friends."

She indicated that we should sit on the settee across from them. I looked at Emma and she had changed in the three months since I had seen her. She had cut her long hair and was wearing a very short do that make her look like a very cute pixie elf. She looked confident and sure of herself, dressed in a fashionable short dress.

"So, how was your workout?" Princess asked.

"It was ok," I answered.

"Good," she replied. "My father tells me that you're going to speak at the City of London School on Monday."

"He just asked me before lunch," I replied. "I'm not sure yet if I can even make it. I need to confirm with Katie. The photo shoot starts Monday so she'll have some rearranging to do to free me up. I'm not looking forward to it as I'm not a very good public speaker. I don't know what I would say for two minutes let alone fifteen."

"I'm sure you'll do fine," the Princess responded. "Just jot down some notes of your high school days and then what you've accomplished in the last year. End it with what they can accomplish if they work hard enough. The guys will like to hear about the hockey and your martial arts and the girls will want to hear about your modelling."

"I think you should go instead, Princess," I replied.

She laughed and responded, "I'm already giving a speech at another school opening so I'm afraid you're on your own."

"Damn," I muttered.

It was quiet for a few seconds and then the Princess turned to Emma and asked, "So are you all packed for Brown?"

"Yes, I fly over on Wednesday and start orientation on Thursday," Emma replied. "I've already sent most of my stuff over so I just have a couple suitcases to bring with me."

"So is Brown close to Michigan?" Princess asked.

"No, it's on the east coast of the States while Michigan is in the middle," Emma responded.

"You could fly there in a couple hours though, right?" the Princess persisted.

"About that," Emma agreed.

"So you could visit Mitsy and Asuka there?" Bea asked.

"I suppose," Emma replied with a small grin.

"I'm sure Mitsy would like that, right Asuka?" Bea asked, turning back to us.

"I suppose so," Asuka answered.

"And you two could visit her in Providence or meet in Boston as well," Bea added.

"Maybe," Asuka responded.

It was quiet for a minute as Bea took a drink.

"Oh sorry, can I get you a tea or something?" she asked us.

"No thanks," Asuka said as I shook my head.

"How was the Olympic camp, Michael?" Bea asked.

"It went better than I expected," I replied. "I managed to keep up with the professionals and didn't embarrass myself. The coaches and management told me they were pleasantly surprised on how well I did. I'm still a long shot to make the team but I feel better about my chances to play in the NHL next year."

"That's great to hear," the Princess responded with a smile. "I have the feeling we still might see you at the Olympics in February."

I shrugged my shoulders and kept quiet.

She looked at Asuka and Emma but they didn't comment.

"Emma, how did the filming go on the last two movies?" Bea asked Emma after a few seconds.

"It was tough but I'm happy that it's finally over," she replied. "We had two weeks off to do all the premieres for the sixth movie and then went right back to finish up the rest of the scenes for both parts of the last movie. I just finished yesterday so it's been non-stop all summer."

We were quiet after that for almost a minute as Bea let the conversation stall.

"Ok, I've done my part to get the conversation going," Bea said in exasperation as she looked at us. "Are you going to say anything to each other?"

Emma and I glanced at each other and looked away.

"Apparently not," Asuka spoke up. "I'll say something to both of you then. You both were wrong and acted foolishly. You obviously hurt each other's feelings and you've acted like stubborn children since. You've probably ruined any chance of the two of you being a couple but even worse is the fact that if you don't talk to each other now, you probably won't even be friends. Michael, you came on too strong and pushed too hard when you must have known she wasn't going to agree. Emma, you went too far when you rejected him and then refused to talk to him so you would drive him away. It was cruel and unnecessary."

She paused and looked at both of us but we didn't respond.

"You've each had three months to cool down and think about what happened," Asuka continued. "You both must have some regrets about how you acted and now is the time to express them. If not, then you probably never will and this is the end of what should have been a beautiful friendship. I expected better from both of you. You've both faced hardships and life and death situations in the last year but this is hardly one of them. Who wants to go first?"

I sighed and spoke up, "Emma, I'm sorry I pressured you back then. I went over your comfort zone trying to get you to go out with me and it was wrong. I should have stopped when I realized it was hopeless but I really liked you. I'm not sorry for trying but I am sorry for persisting when I knew you weren't going to change your mind."

I looked over at the blonde actress and she gave me a small smile before speaking.

"That didn't look easy to do, and neither is this," she replied. "I accept your apology and offer one in return. I'm sorry for the way I acted then. I should have tried harder to explain why we couldn't go out then so we could have still been friends all this time. I was in a terrible mood that weekend as well as being jealous of all the attention you were receiving from the women you had saved. I behaved horribly to you and I am sorry. You did go past my comfort zone but it was easily done as I had almost none that weekend. I hope you can forgive me in time and we can start the process of rebuilding our friendship."

"That didn't look easy to do either," I replied. "I accept your apology and I think we can start repairing our friendship this weekend."

"I'd like that very much," she agreed.

"Well, that's a great start!" Princess Bea stated with a smile. "Good work Asuka getting them to break the ice."

"Thank you Princess, sometimes a nudge is all it takes," Asuka replied. "Of course a nudge for Michael is a sledgehammer."

I stuck my tongue out at her which got everyone laughing.

"So you have three girlfriends now, including Asuka?" Emma asked with a smirk. "You must have been really needy after we had our fight. Asuka, tell me how you let the other two live?"

"Michael would have been most upset if I had harmed them," Asuka replied with a straight face. "Willow has known him since they were children and Elizabeth came up with the proposal for all three of us to date him as he wasn't going to choose between us. It's worked out surprisingly well. Everyone is very busy so there is always some time alone with Michael when the others are doing their own thing."

"I don't think I could share a man," Emma commented.

"It's not a conventional arrangement but we're happy," Asuka replied with a shrug. "I have Michael in my life and two friends to spend time with. Michael treats each of us very well and we don't begrudge each other the time spent with him."

"Still, having to split his time with other women, and knowing that he's with them, must cause problems," Princess Bea stated.

"Ladies, this is Michael we're talking about, not some normal guy," Asuka explained. "We work very hard to make sure there aren't problems and he makes us all feel special. We're more of a group then three couples."

I spoke up, "Asuka, Willow and Elizabeth are extraordinary women with brains and talents that make them worth any effort I need to put out to make them happy. We all want to make this work so it will work. It's not your normal relationship but it's doing well."

"You've kept it away from the media so far, that's good," Emma noted, "how about everyone's families?"

"Michael and I have no family except for his Aunt in Toronto," Asuka said. "Elizabeth's family practically disowned her just for going out with Michael. Willow's family just thinks she's friends with him. Elizabeth is the official girlfriend but the media doesn't even know that yet."

"I can't wait to meet the other two girls and get their take on everything," Princess Bea remarked. "We'll have to send Michael away and have a gab session."

"As long as you two don't gab to anyone else," I said.

"Of course we wouldn't say anything to anyone else," Bea assured me. "We owe you that at least. You know us girls, we're curious about relationships."

"So, how are the others?" Emma asked Asuka, "Are Mitsy and Barb ok?"

Asuka filled her in on everyone that Emma knew while I sent an email to Katie explaining the speech on Monday morning. When I was done with that, I checked my incoming mail while the two English ladies quizzed Asuka about our relationship. I kept an ear on that conversation while reading an email from Coach Benson congratulating me on the Olympic camp. The two were too polite to ask about our sex life directly but tried to get to it in a roundabout way. Asuka was matter of fact about sex compared to most but she knew enough to keep that area of our lives private. Bea and Emma knew they wouldn't get any juicy details after trying three different ways to get Asuka to spill the beans.

"Now, you two know better than to ask that," I chided them with a grin.

Emma blushed but Bea replied, "Hey, you have to know that everyone will be curious about how you four handle that. I can't imagine three women being happy with one man, even if it is you."

"You'll just have to imagine because we're not going to tell you," I told her.

"I will say that we're all very happy with Michael," Asuka said with a smile.

"Oh really?" Bea replied with a smirk, looking at me.

I felt myself blushing and all three laughed at my discomfort.

"Michael, you still blush like a teenager," Emma stated.

"Well, it's not as if I can control it," I defended myself. "And the topic isn't exactly one should be hearing among ladies in the middle of the day."

They laughed at my naiveté and I just rolled my eyes as I stood up.

"I'm going to go find a snack, do you three want anything?" I asked.

"Michael, I can have something brought here," Bea said. "You don't have to go looking for one."

"What, you don't want time alone with Asuka to quiz her without me here?" I asked with a smirk. "I'll be back in a bit. Be nice to her or else."

"Of course we'll be nice to her," Emma replied. "It will be you we'll be teasing when you get back."

"I guess I'll have to walk into the city for that snack then," I responded.

I leaned down and gave Asuka a kiss which she returned as she held my face for a few seconds.

"Don't be too long, Michael," she said. "I'm enjoying our time together."

"I'll just take a walk around the palace and see you back here in a half an hour," I responded. "Don't let them know everything."

She grinned and whispered, "Just enough to make them jealous."

"You're bad," I replied and stood up. "Have fun ladies."

I walked out of the room and meandered down the hall. I wasn't that hungry really so I took it slow and looked at every painting on the walls and went into every open room to explore the palace. Along the way I nodded to the various staff that were either cleaning or carrying things back and forth. They in turn curtsied or gave me a head bow which I found odd but figured it was just common practice.

I was in the Gallery looking at the Queen's art exhibit when l got a call from Asuka to come back. I made my way back without getting a snack, much to their amusement.

'Come along, we'll all go get a snack," the Princess said with a grin.

She led the way to the kitchen in their apartments and we made sandwiches and drank tea, except of course for me. Everyone seemed to be getting along well which was a big relief. I had visions of my ladies and ones over here giving each other frosty glares across the table tonight but at least these three pleasantly surprised me.

"Ok, we have some things to do before dinner tonight, so Asuka and you are on your own until the ladies on the tour come back," Princess Bea stated after looking at the clock. "It's twenty after five and you need to be in the dining room for seven."

"So no fooling around when you get back to your rooms, you two," Emma said with a grin.

"No promises," Asuka replied with an answering grin as we got up

The girls all hugged and then to my surprise both Bea and Emma hugged and kissed me.

"I'm glad we made up," Emma said quietly. "I've really missed you. I am sorry for being such a bitch. I've regretted our fight every day since it happened."

"I'm sorry for upsetting you in the first place, and I'm glad we can still be friends," I replied. "I'll see you at the dinner, right?"

"Of course she'll be there, as will I," Bea said. "I missed you too, you know."

"I'm sorry Princess, of course I missed you as well," I responded. "I'm glad we can all be friends again."

"Humph, I'm playing second fiddle in my own family's palace," she muttered.

"Your Royal Highness, we all stand in awe of your beauty and grace and we humbly beg your forgiveness," I stated and bowed. "You stand first in all of our hearts."

Emma and Asuka curtsied right after and we all tried to maintain a straight face.

"Oh, give me a break," she said with a roll of her eyes. "You two get out of here before I have you imprisoned in the tower."

"As you wish, Princess," I replied.

Asuka and I left and went back to my room.

"I'm glad that you made up with the two of them, I like them," Asuka said as we rested on the bed. "Our lives will be better with them in it."

"I'm glad you think so," I replied as looked at the ornate ceiling. "I'm sure it will lead to more teasing and complications in my life."

"You need more people in your life that keep you grounded," she stated.

"Like a world famous actress and a Princess are good examples on how to stay grounded," I retorted.

"They don't treat you like a celebrity because they are themselves celebrities," she explained. "They treat you like a normal person and you need that sometimes."

"You and the others keep me grounded and my ego in check," I told her.

"Luckily it just takes a few minutes to pop it once in a while," she said with a grin.

We lay there in silence for a few minutes and I dozed off until Elizabeth and Willow came into the room to wake us up.

"Ah, look at the two sleepyheads," Elizabeth said. "They even have all their clothes on. I can't believe Asuka wasted her time with him sleeping."

"Maybe they had some fun and then got tired," Willow surmised. "They both can be very energetic."

"Are you two done?" I asked, opening my eyes. "We've had a full day of exercise and we had a meeting with Princess Bea and Emma Watson. We're just resting up for a long night."

"You met Emma and the Princess without us?" Willow asked with a pout.

"Don't worry, you get to meet them tonight," I assured her. "They're interested in meeting you as well."

They dropped a few bags onto the table in the corner as Asuka and I sat up.

"So, did you leave anything for the rest of the shoppers?" I asked.

"Some, mostly because you two weren't there to push people out of the way," Elizabeth replied. "We could have used you as a pack mule as well."

"So you had fun?" I inquired.

"It was very fun," Willow replied. "We saw the Tower Bridge, Big Ben, the London Eye as well as shopping at Harrods in Knightsbridge."

"Sounds like you were busy," I said, standing up. "I'm glad you had fun."

"And Asuka and I will have fun doing things while you two work this week," Elizabeth added with a grin.

"I hope you will," I agreed. "Now, you three have an hour to get ready for dinner so you better get started."

"Come on Asuka, we better get to our room and get ready," Willow said as she grabbed her bags. "Tsk-tsk, we're going to have to do your hair again. See you two in fifty minutes."

The both gave me quick kisses before leaving. Elizabeth came over and pulled me close as she kissed me.

"Hmmm, I missed you this afternoon," she said after the kiss.

"I missed you both," I replied. "Did you get along with the English ladies?"

"Yes, they were very friendly and fun to be around," she answered. "They all want you of course, but they realize you're taken."

I ignored the last comment and concentrated on her.

"I'm glad you enjoyed your time with them," I said. "Now, do you need a shower or are you just going to slip into one of your new dresses?"

"I better have a shower, it was a hot day," she replied. "And no, I don't need your help undressing or in the shower. I want to be on time and you help doesn't make things any faster."

She slipped from my grasp and backed away with a grin.

"You just stay out here and play with your computer," she said before ducking into the washroom.

I chuckled and powered up my laptop. I decided to just play some Call of Duty rather than just start to get into my programming and have to stop. Elizabeth came out a half hour later, her hair and makeup all done and a towel wrapped around her torso. I stopped my game to watch her slip on her underwear after she dropped the towel on the bed. After pulling on one of my long jerseys, she plopped on the bed and sat beside me.

"Hi there gorgeous," I greeted her with a smile. "You were very quick."

"I wanted to spend a few minutes with you before the big shindig," she explained as she put her head gently on my chest and snuggled in.

I laid my laptop on the night table and put my arm around her.

"You know that we all love you, right?" she said as she rubbed my chest and abdomen.

"I do know that," I replied. "And you know that I love the three of you, right?"

"Yes, we know you do," she agreed. "I just wanted to add how proud we are of you and what you've done this year, helping out all these people, doing so well in school and in hockey and taking such good care of us. It makes us love you even more when we hear everything you've done and how much people like and admire you."

"I'm glad to hear that, I was worried that some of this would freak you three out or make you jealous," I said. "I'm very happy with our little group and nothing is going to get in the way. Well, maybe this tee shirt."

"The tee shirt stays on, Michael," she responded primly. "We have to start getting dressed in ten minutes and you're not going to get me all hot and bothered and then leave me in that state all night."

"I would never leave you in that state," I said seriously.

She laughed and looked up to give me a kiss before saying, "No, you take very good care of us that way too. Did you and Asuka have some time together?"

"Yes, we had a nice shower together before we met with Bea and Emma," I answered.

"Good, now you have to take care of Willow tonight or tomorrow," she stated.

"It will have to be tomorrow, I've been conscripted by the four Princes tonight after the dinner is over," I told her.

She sat up and looked at me with her arms crossed under her pert breasts.

"What are you doing tonight?" she asked in a frosty voice.

"They're taking me to a Gentlemen's club to introduce me around," I told her. "It was Queen Elizabeth's idea and she was supposed to tell you."

"She didn't say a word," Elizabeth responded. "I don't like this one bit, and neither will Willow or Asuka."

"I know, but how am I supposed to back out from a Prince's invitation now?" I asked.

She got up and went to the closet and pulled out a dress. Without a word, she went into the bathroom and shut the door.

"I should have kept my mouth shut," I muttered as I got up and started dressing.

I was dressed and waiting when she came out, looking spectacular.

I was going to tell her that when she said, "Not a word Michael, I'm angry with you and the Queen."

I stood up and looked down at her and replied, "I'm sorry that you are upset. I'll just have a quick look around and come back as soon as I can."

She stormed over to the closet and put on a set of high heels before grabbing her matching purse. She yanked the hallway door open and stomped over to Willow and Asuka's room, tapped on the door and they let her in. The door was slammed shut but I could hear her muffled voice through the door when I walked over after shutting our door.

I leaned on the wall beside and waited for them to come out. Rach and Crystal came out of their room a couple minutes later and gave me an inquiring look.

"Elizabeth is giving them some bad news about later tonight," I explained. "I have to go with the Princes somewhere after the dinner party is over."

"Another save the damsel in distress mission?" Rach asked.

"No, but it's a visit to a gentlemen's club so not the best of locations," I added.

"A gentlemen's club as in a strip club?" Crystal asked, looking disgusted.

"I don't think so, more of a men's club where they talk business while sitting around smoking cigars and drinking whiskey," I replied, "at least that's what I think it is."

"Maybe Elizabeth took it the wrong way?" Rach suggested.

"Maybe, I'll have to talk to them about it," I replied. "The Queen was supposed to talk to them earlier but Elizabeth said she didn't."

They moved to lean on the wall beside me and wait for the others. They came out five minutes later with expressionless looks on their faces.

"Alright, let's go," Willow stated. "Michael, we'll be having a long talk tomorrow about this."

I nodded and let everyone go in front of me. We walked down the stairs and they led the way through the palace to the Grand Staircase. They went up first to the right and I went up the left side and met them at the top. Rach and Crystal grinned at me behind their backs but I kept my face still as they walked past me down the aisle. Surprisingly we didn't see a soul on our trip from our bedroom to the dining room until we got to the door. There were two men dressed in finely embroidered uniforms and they turned and pushed in the doors and stood beside them to let us through.

"You stay here for a minute while we see if everything is ready," Elizabeth said, giving me a steely glare. "Don't peek and don't run off or we'll be even more perturbed. Understand, Michael?"

I straightened up to my full height and looked down at her as I started to get angry.

"Michael, just chill here for a minute and one of us will come get you," Willow stepped in between us. "In fact, I'll wait here with you. Elizabeth, take the others inside please."

Asuka pulled Elizabeth in with her and the two singers followed behind before the men closed the doors.

"She went a bit far there, didn't she?" Willow said as she looked up at me. "The vein on your forehead always stands out when you're mad."

"She can be mad but that doesn't give her the right to boss me around like I'm a child," I replied.

"She doesn't like gentlemen's clubs," Willow responded.

"It's not that type of club as far as I know," I replied.

"Why didn't you tell her that?" Willow asked.

"She never gave me time to," I replied. "Maybe you can explain that to her?"

"I'll let her know as soon as I can," she promised.

"So why do I have to wait out here?" I asked. "What hell am I going to walk into?"

"It's a surprise so I'm not going to spoil it for you," she responded with a smirk.

"I'm not going to like it, will I?" I inquired.

"You don't like any gathering of people, so probably not," she said. "But you will go in there with a smile on your face and get through it like the man you are. This one of those things you have to do, so just grin and bear it."

"Swell," I said, in my worst Clint Eastwood impression.

"You'll survive," Willow stated unsympathetically.

The doors opened inwards and Lady Paige beckoned us in. I tried to let Willow go first but she shook her head and waved me forward. I stepped inside the room and was aware that Willow joined Paige behind me while I looked at what awaited me.

The tables were set up in a big U-shaped pattern and ran down either side of the room with the bottom of the U at the far end of the room. There must have been a couple hundred people sitting on either side of the long ends of the U shape while the Royal family faced me from the far side of the U. The room was lit by chandeliers hanging from the two storey high ceilings and everything looked super fancy and elegant. As I stood there looking at the room, everyone stood and started clapping, including the Royal Family.

I was flabbergasted to say the least. I looked back at Lady Paige and Willow and both had big smiles on their faces and were clapping as well. Lady Paige took pity on me and stepped up closer.

"Michael, your seat is up at the head table," she whispered. "We'll follow you."

"I'm going to get you two for this," I growled and then turned back to the crowd.

I made my way to the front table, I recognized a few of the people standing as I walked by. Mitsy and her family were sitting beside Kim and her family. Barb and Trisha were sitting nearby as were John and Amanda. Katie and Alexis were there along with Mr. Carroll and his wife. General Atkinson and Molly caught my eye and then so did the Duque de Castile, Bianca, Maria and Count Ernesto. Finally, my aunt and her family were at the last spot before the front table where my seat was.

I smiled at them and stopped to give Aunt Nancy, Mary and Ellen hugs and Uncle Aaron and hand shake before stepping up to the front table. The Queen and her entire immediate family were there as were, Elizabeth, Asuka and Willow, all with big smiles on their faces. Chelsea, Natalie and Mindy were smirking at me from the far end of the table and Emma was sitting beside Bea as I made my way to the seat near the middle of the table, beside the Queen.

"Your Majesty, this is quite the surprise," I said quietly with a bow.

She smiled and nodded back to me before replying, "It wasn't easy getting everyone here without you knowing or suspecting, Michael. We didn't want to scare you away or have you running away either."

"Well, it certainly worked," I responded.

She gave me a quick wink and turned to the crowd.

"Please be seated and we'll get started," the Queen said when the clapping stopped.

Everyone sat down, including me with Elizabeth beside me. The Queen moved to a nearby podium and put on a pair of reading glasses.

"I would like to take this opportunity to welcome everyone to Buckingham Palace to participate in our celebration of this extraordinary man, Mr. Michael Stewart," she began. "We have people from far and wide in attendance, whose lives Michael has touched in some way in the last year. Tonight and tomorrow we will honour this modest hero as several of you wish to speak about your interaction with him. Many others wish to speak to him directly as some of you haven't met him personally, even though he has impacted your lives. So, we will have dinner while some of you come up and speak to us and then we'll have an informal meet and greet session before we move to the Ballroom where we have a special concert planned. I now call on the Archbishop to say grace."

An older man stood up from the far end of the front table and moved to the podium. We all stood up and he said a short prayer to bless the food and the people in the room. As soon as he was done, the doors opened and the room was filled with men and women dressed in formal uniforms as they served bread and butter and then a pea soup.

As soon as the last person was served, the Queen took a sip of the soup and then everyone else dug in. The wait staff all retreated out the doors and Mitsy got up and headed to the podium. She bowed to the Queen and the rest of the Royal family, then smiled at me before turning to the crowd.

"Good evening, my name is Mitsuko Matsuda and I would first like to thank Her Majesty, Queen Elizabeth, for hosting this event for Michael and inviting all of us into her country, city and home," Mitsy started off. "We are all here to honour Michael Stewart, a shy young man who has turned into a most remarkable man in the short time that most of us have known him. In that time he was grown, both physically and emotionally, into the man that sits here today. His accomplishments in the past year are truly extraordinary and few can boast of matching them over a lifetime. Even more remarkable, Michael will be the first to downplay each and every one of them; his modesty, while admirable, is a source of contention with most of those that would like to reward him for what he has done. We all know what we had to do just to get him in this room tonight."

She paused as there were a few chuckles around the room.

"I am up here speaking to you because I was the first to be saved by Michael one evening in the cold outside the hockey arena in Ann Arbor," she continued. "He rescued me from a carjacking assault while suffering injuries in the subsequent fight. This was before he had any formal training so he was up against a more experienced fighter. He quickly called for medical help and saved me from almost certain death."

After a short pause she moved on, "Now, that is just the beginning of our story. Since then, Michael has saved me from other physical attacks and recently foiled an attack that most certainly would have killed both me and my bodyguard at the time. Finally, his actions have made it possible to end the feud that was the cause of these attacks. Our family, our company and I are in debt to Michael for what he has done for us."

"Unfortunately, Michael refuses all of our attempts to pay him back, partially because of his status as a student athlete, but mostly because of his modesty and sense of honour. So Michael, on behalf of the Matsuda Corporation, the Matsuda family and myself, I would just like to publically say thank you for everything that you've done for us. I would not be standing here today if it wasn't for your selfless and courageous actions."

She turned and bowed to me and I smiled at her and nodded as the crowd all stood and clapped. Mitsy smiled back and walked back to her seat and I took the opportunity to eat a piece of bread and have a few spoonfuls of soup.

I leaned over to Elizabeth and asked, "Are you still mad at me?"

"No silly, we made that all up so you couldn't run out on us this evening," she admitted with a grin. "There was no way you were going to allow us to get angrier by abandoning us at the dining room door."

I shook my head and said, "I'm going to get all three of you back later."

"We're hoping," she replied with a smirk.

I rolled my eyes and went back to my soup.

"So her Majesty did tell you?" I asked.

"Of course, but we wanted to make sure you would come to this," Elizabeth replied. "Go ahead and have fun with the men."

I just shook my head as Emma approached the podium.

"Good evening your Majesty and your Royal Highnesses," she started with a curtsy to the table. "I extend a good evening also to everyone here to celebrate Michael's achievements this past year. As most of you know, I'm Emma Watson and I first met Michael back stage at the David Letterman Show in New York. Most of you have probably seen the horrifying video of what that disturbed man did after the show. Michael saved both my mother and I from either horrible and painful injuries or more likely, a painful death. He was in a coma for a week due to the injuries he sustained and there were times we thought we would lose him. To the benefit of all in this room, we did not and we are most grateful to the doctors and nurses at Mount Sinai Hospital for their work."

There was polite clapping while she paused.

"My family and I have thanked Michael for his deeds and I have gotten to know him and his wonderful but small family," Emma continued. "We got close for a while in the spring and then I did something that I'll regret for the rest of my life. There are probably fifty women here that will agree how idiotic I was when I tell you what I did. After he did another heroic deed in April, I was less than thrilled with him. I got jealous and then made a horrible decision when he came to visit me on set in May. He was there to try and convince me to go out with him. I knew we were both going to be too busy to see much of each other all summer and had already decided to put my acting first and foremost. We were both very busy and we've both just finished our last task of the summer, the movie for me and the Olympic hockey camp for him."

"What I should have done was to try my best to see him whenever we could but what I did when he persisted was to get angry and drove him to the airport in silence. We haven't talked to each other since then until this just this afternoon."

The room was silent.

"I know what you're thinking and you're all absolutely right, I was the most brain dead, selfish witch on the planet, pardon my language," Emma stated. "I've regretted those actions the minute I drove away from the airport. I didn't know how much until this afternoon when I saw him again and he had the nerve to apologize for pressuring me. We made up this afternoon but when I looked into the mirror getting ready for tonight I realized what I had lost and how moronic I was. He's moved on and has new wonderful women in his life and I alienated the most wonderful man I have ever known."

She paused and collected her thoughts.

"I wanted to tell you all of this, not to get your sympathy or to show what we already know how kind Michael is," she said, "but to tell people what I tell everyone when they ask about that day in New York. Life is short, sometimes cruelly short. Live your life to the fullest and make sure your priorities are correct. Ambition is good but it needs to be tempered with taking time to savour life's little pleasures. Sometimes you need a life changing incident to occur to get you back on track. I unfortunately needed two to wise up. Luckily my hero was there for both and I thank him for today as much as that day in New York. Thank you so much for just being you, Michael Stewart."

I smiled at her and nodded as she tried to smile back at me though the tears in her eyes. She walked back to her seat by the Princess who hugged her. The room buzzed as the staff came in to clear the bowls and place a salad in front of each of us.

"I hear we'll be visiting her in New York while you're off playing hockey," Elizabeth whispered, "and she might visit us in Ann Arbor."

"Only if you want her to," I replied.

"She looks like she suffered enough," Elizabeth remarked. "We'll talk to her after dinner is over and see how she acts. Asuka likes her and Willow and I are intrigued."

"I'll leave it in your capable hands then," I said.

I looked up the podium as I heard a male Spanish voice speak up.

"Good evening, Your Majesty, your Royal Highnesses and distinguished guests," Don Castile said into the mike. "I am Duque Alphonso de Castile and I am here to tell you the tale of how Michael battled many men to save my daughter, the Marquesa Bianca and her dear companion, Lady Maria."

The Duque gave an embellished version of the events in Jamaica for the next couple of minutes.

"So we leave the island and make our plans on how to reward Michael," he continued. "A few days later we receive a call from Michael and he is in Leon, Spain to see us. He has taken on the task to convince me that the deal that we were working on should continue. He and Princess Beatrice and the lovely Miss Watson that we just heard from, all visited our humble home. I must break away from my story to defend Miss Watson. She was most delightful and is most certainly being overly critical of herself. While I'm sure they were both hurt by each other's actions, I think these two young people will return to being good friends and we should all encourage them to stay close."

Everyone clapped for that and I looked down the table to smile at Emma again. She stood to curtsey to the Duque and looked over at me and gave me a big smile.

"Ah, I think they are well on their way," the Duque said happily. "Now where was I? Ah yes, we had three young visitors at our humble abode and they had come to try to convince me to reopen negotiations. They came with a new proposal that greatly intrigued me and did in fact get us back to the table. Countries around the world are reaping the benefits of our new partnership and many new jobs have been created."

There was a nice round of applause before he continued.

"As a final note, guess whose idea it was that intrigued me so much?" he asked with a grin. "That's right, it was Michael's. So, I thank Michael as a father and as a business man for all that he has done and will do in the future. Our future is very bright with such a man now just starting to make his mark on the world. We consider him a part of our family and hope he comes to visit soon and often."

He came over and I stood up and shook his hand before we hugged.

"Thank you for the kind words, Duque Alphonso," I said. "I think you exaggerated my feats more than a little."

"Nonsense, it was exactly as I remember it" he replied with a grin. "It's good to see you again Michael, you're looking good."

"As do you, Duque Alphonso," I replied.

"We'll talk after dinner as Bianca and Maria are most displeased that you haven't called or visited."

"Great, more women mad at me," I groaned. "I'll see you soon."

He laughed and let me go and bowed to the Queen before walking back to his seat.

I sat down and ate my salad while my ladies looked at me with an inquiring look.

"Relax, Maria has a Count courting her and Bianca has to keep her dates Spaniards," I told them.

"We weren't worried about that," Willow replied. "We were wondering why we haven't been to Spain with you yet."

I rolled my eyes and continued with my salad.

The queen leaned over and whispered, "You have a spirited bunch of ladies there. I think you've met your match with them."

"I know when I'm overmatched, Your Majesty," I replied with a grin. "I'm smart enough to let them help keep my life on an even keel and so far it's worked out well. They are as brilliant as they are beautiful."

"I totally agree," she responded. "Now I know that you're as smart as I thought you were."

I chuckled and finished my salad. The staff came and took our salad plates away and then served the meal. It was roast beef and potatoes with vegetables and gravy. I noticed that my portions were bigger than the Queen's or Elizabeth's but didn't say anything as I dug in. I noticed Chelsea getting up and she smiled at me before speaking into the mike.

"Good evening, my name is Chelsea and I am the granddaughter of Queen Elizabeth and Prince Philip and daughter to Princess Anne," she introduced herself to the guests.

"As you can imagine, my family was already very happy with Michael for saving Emma, the Marquesa Bianca and Lady Maria as well as the deal with the Duque de Castile," she continued. "While that was going on, I was interning in New York at a fashion house. While returning from lunch with a model friend, Natalie over there, we were both kidnapped. I'm sure some of you might have heard about it."

The audience murmured.

"We have some young relatives of Michael's in the audience so I will gloss over some of the details," she told the audience. "Michael had just run out on the Queen's attempt to reward him and was flying back to New York and then onto Detroit. She got in contact with him and, through his contacts in the fashion industry, namely Mr. Carroll of Calvin Klein, was able find out where we and others were being held. He volunteered to go in and negotiate with our kidnappers and was successful in rescuing four of us. His bravery and cool headedness also allowed the rest of the girls and women being held captive to be freed and the men and women responsible apprehended. I speak for all of us when I thank him for what he did for us and all of our families. Each of the families will be visiting with Michael after dinner so please be patient and forgive us our emotions."

She came over to me while everyone clapped and gave me a hug and a kiss before sitting back down. We all continued to eat and no one got up to speak further which was a relief.

"Miss Gold and her younger sister are here but we're going to keep some of those details a secret," the Queen informed me quietly.

"I'm definitely fine with that," I agreed.

She nodded and continued to eat.

We finished the meal and then dessert was served. After everyone was finished, the tables were cleared quickly and efficiently while everyone talked to their neighbours. Once the staff had all left, the Queen got up.

"We have about an hour and fifteen minutes before the concert starts down the hall," she told us. "I imagine that many of you would like to talk to Michael and my family would also like to meet each of you as well. So why don't we all get up to stretch our legs and use the facilities if needed while they clear the tables. We'll all meet back here in fifteen minutes and have a pleasant visit until we're called to the Ballroom."

She smiled and walked out of the room as we stood. Her husband, sons and grandsons all shook my hand and the ladies all kissed my cheek as they followed her out. Once they were all out, including Natalie and Mindy, the rest of the crowd slowly exited to use the attached bathrooms or others down the hall.

"Let's freshen up and come back in a few minutes," Elizabeth said and let us out the back door.

She took a private staircase and quickly had us back at our rooms. We each used the bathroom and then sat on the bed.

"So, you three owe me big time," I stated. "You knew all along what was going to happen and you didn't tell me a thing."

"We were sworn to secrecy by the Queen and Princess Bea," Willow told me.

"Still, you could have hinted," I pouted.

"Oh quit whining, you have a whole room talking and paying attention to you," Elizabeth chided.

"That's the problem, I don't want anyone paying attention to me," I rebutted.

"Well, you're in the public eye, you're always going to have that in your life," Asuka chimed up. "At least this time they're all happy with you."

"True, I'm sure I'll have plenty of bad press once I start playing professional hockey," I admitted. "But still, you know I don't like everyone thinking I'm some kind of hero like they're all making me out to be. You know I'm just a regular guy who happens to be in the right spot to help out some people now and then."

"We all know what you are," Willow said, patting my leg. "Now, we have to head back and you get to meet the families of some of the people you've helped. You have to be gracious and just say you're very welcome and I was glad to help. It's only for an hour and then it will be too loud in the Ballroom for anyone to talk to you."

"Fine, but you three better stick around and help me when I need it," I warned them.

"We'll be right behind you," Elizabeth replied.

"What good is that?" I asked. "I want you beside me and even in front of me."

They all rolled their eyes as they stood up.

"You three got that down pat," I said as I got off the bed.

"You give us plenty of opportunities to practice it," Willow replied with a grin.

We went back down and found the tables all pushed back to the walls and the chairs lined in front of them in case someone needed to sit down. There were groups of people talking to each other and we tried to slip in unnoticed. The Queen and the Royal family came in right behind us so we were spotted. The Queen went up to the podium.

"If I could have your attention please," she said and waited until everyone stopped talking. "I'm sorry to disturb your conversations but I was persuaded to do this by some of the younger members of my family. They think we need to hear from the man of the hour so that he gets practice for his speech on Monday morning at the City of London School. Michael, can you come here please?"

I gave my girls a glare but they just shrugged their shoulders. I walked over to the Queen and she gave me a tiny smirk before stepping aside. I shook my head and put my hands on the podium.

"One thing I know for sure, I'm going to write out my speech for Monday," I said to start, getting a few laughs. "As many of you know, I'm not much for this type of stuff so this came as quite the surprise to see so many friends and their families all gathered in one place. Please bear with me as I try to find the right words and hopefully I won't miss anyone. If I do, please forgive me as this was unexpected."

I paused to gather my thoughts before speaking.

"First of all, I wish to thank Her Majesty, Queen Elizabeth, Prince Andrew, Princess Beatrice, Lady Paige and the rest of Royal family for hosting this event. I appreciate all of the effort and work that went into this. Their gracious support and hospitality has made my visits to London something that I will always treasure."

"Secondly, I would like to thank all of you that did come from far and wide to surprise me," I continued. "I hope to talk to everyone this evening or tomorrow to thank you personally and to see how everyone is doing. Please make sure that we do have at least a short conversation and remember, I think that all of you are just as much deserving of this gathering as I am. All of you have gone through some very difficult times but you're here now and hopefully are recovering or have recovered from your ordeals."

I paused again to think about what to say next.

"I would like to say a very special thank you to Mitsy, Emma, Duque Alphonso and Chelsea for getting up in front of all of us and saying a few words," I said. "I can tell you that it's not easy to speak in front of a large crowd but they were are very elegant. Duque Alphonso certainly was entertaining, as he told the story of someone else's adventure in Jamaica because I don't remember much of what he said actually happened. I would be remiss in stating that I had help in Jamaica from an extraordinary woman named Rachel. Despite all of their exaggerations, I have to thank them for their kind words that I will remember for a lifetime."

"I have three new special ladies in my life since I've seen most of you last. They are Elizabeth, Willow and Asuka, standing just over there, who try their best to keep me grounded and on some sort of schedule," I stated. "Between school, hockey and modelling, there isn't much time for a social life but they seem to magically get me away from the gym, rink or computer so I see the sun or other people once in a while. I appreciate all that they do for me and care for them dearly."

"I would be in big trouble if I didn't mention my family," I said after the clapping finished. "My Aunt Nancy and Uncle Aaron are here with my two wonderful cousins Mary and Ellen. There cannot be a cuter pair of lovely young ladies around. The entire family has brought such joy into my life when I thought I had no family left. Thank you for just being you."

"I saw Mr. Carroll, Miss Katie Dunn and others from Calvin Klein as I walked by and I would be remiss in not thanking them all for the opportunity that they have provided and the help they have been in some of my endeavours," I acknowledged. "Much of what I have done would not have happened if not for them. Mr. Carroll was instrumental in the New York incident and Miss Dunn has been brilliant in her guidance of my modelling career as well as doing the same for the band, Willow."

"I do have to thank my Sensei and Asuka for training me in martial arts," I added after another pause. "I would not be here if it wasn't for their patience and excellent teaching. I would not have accomplished much of what you are gathered here for without their training."

"Finally, while I do appreciate the intent of this gathering, I have to say that it wasn't necessary," I told them. "Most of you have thanked me many times and that has always been more than enough for me. I appreciate everything that all of you have said or given to me but all I ever wanted or needed was a simple thank you. For those who haven't had the opportunity to talk to me, tonight is that opportunity and then all will be well between us. Please don't make more of what I've done then you already have. I thank you all again for this wonderful evening and all of your kind words."

There was clapping as I stepped back from the podium. Princess Bea stepped up.

"Thank you Michael for that off the cuff speech," she said with a grin. "Everyone has about an hour with him before we move to the Ballroom. Those that miss out will be able to speak to him in the morning or at the final ceremony tomorrow at one pm. There are drinks and snacks at the back and there will be more in the Ballroom. Her Majesty and the rest of our family will be mingling amongst you and we would be happy to talk to you or answer questions you might have. We would appreciate it if everyone treats us informally this evening so we can get to know Michael's friends. Enjoy the evening and let's make sure Mike has a good time."

I moved to my Aunt and Uncle first and gave her a hug and then shook his hand. I picked up both Mary and Ellen and they both hugged me and then laughed as they held on to my neck.

"Hello there Mary and Ellen, how was your trip over?" I asked.

"It was scary at first," Mary replied, "but then it was fun. Cousin Mikey, we met the Queen and a real Princess."

"And a Prince too!" Ellen added.

"How do you like being in a real palace?" I asked.

"It is so fancy and beautiful," Mary said. "I loved the staircase."

"So, I want you all to meet Elizabeth, Willow and Asuka," I made the introductions. "This is my Aunt Nancy, my Uncle Aaron and my two cousins, Mary and Ellen."

Everyone said hi to each other before I put the munchkins down.

"So, did you get in yesterday?" I asked.

"Yes, they put us up at the Ritz and we had a nice tour of the city today," Aunt Nancy replied. "We'll fly home Monday morning."

"Thanks for coming for this, it's a nice surprise to see you all," I said. "We'll have to come up soon. I think Willow plays in Toronto in the next couple of weeks."

"We'll be there for sure," Uncle Aaron said. "We should let you greet the rest of your guests. Maybe we can have breakfast together?"

"That sounds great, call my cell when you're up and we'll meet somewhere convenient for everyone," I agreed.

Elizabeth spoke up, "I'll give you mine as I get the task of scheduling Mike's day tomorrow."

She gave a card to them and they moved to the side after I got another hug from the girls. Then it was on to meet the as many people as I could. Mitsy and her entire family were next with Kim's family close by. I shook hands with the men and hugged and kissed the women in both families and introduced my ladies to them.

"Mitsy, that was a very nice speech; thank you for your kind words," I said. "And thank you all for coming over here, especially since I know how busy everyone is. It wasn't necessary."

"Of course it was," Mr. Matsudo Senior stated. "It is an honour that we would not dare to miss."

"My life is blessed to have the friendship of two wonderful families," I said with a bow.

"Our families owe you so much more than friendship," Kim's grandfather, Mr. Yamamoto, stated. "We are very grateful for you for all that you have done for us and for the others."

"You are all very welcome," I replied.

Next were John and Amanda with Barb, Trisha, and Molly. I made the introductions to my ladies.

"Thank you all for being here," I said. "It's been a crazy summer and I hope to get some time to talk to each of you later tonight or tomorrow. I'll see John and Amanda back in Ann Arbor in a week but you three I might not see for a while."

"We just wanted to congratulate you on your great summer of hockey and what you did for everyone," John said.

"Thanks John, I couldn't have done it without your help," I replied.

"We're here for the entire week for the photo shoot," Barb said with a grin. "Katie thought we could pose with you while they take some of the band by themselves."

"That's great," I responded, "you too, Molly?"

"Yes, I found out your schedule from Dad and called up Katie and insisted on being added to the shoot and being here today," she replied with a smile.

"It's great to see you again and we'll have to catch up this week, ok?" I said to them.

They agreed and we moved on to the Spanish contingent. I made the introductions and we all gave each other hugs.

"It's good to see you all again, everyone looks well," I said.

"We are well," Bianca replied, "except for not hearing from you, let alone seeing you for the summer."

"I am very sorry for that, I've been a bit busy," I replied with a bow. "I hope to visit soon with my ladies or you can come visit me in Ann Arbor."

"Yes, I think we will set something up with your ladies or it will never happen," she replied.

I laughed and agreed. They graciously excused themselves after making sure we would meet tomorrow and let me move on.

I spent a couple minutes with the Calvin Klein contingent and then moved on to the General who was with Melissa and Jennifer.

"General Atkinson, Miss Gold and Miss Gold," I said with a grin. "It's nice to see you all."

"Mike, you're looking well and I hear that you and Asuka were putting on a show this afternoon," the General replied.

"Just practicing," I replied. "How are things on the security front?"

"Always interesting," he responded. "I'll see you this week at the Barracks."

"Yes Sir," I replied before he left us alone.

"Ladies, I trust her Majesty is taking good care of you two?" I asked.

"Yes, she's helped out with a new house and is taking care of Jennifer's tuition, while I have been given a safer position," Melissa responded. "I wanted to thank you for what you've done for us. I was less than gracious about it back in Chicago or Ann Arbor."

"You are quite welcome Melissa," I replied with a smile.

Jennifer spoke up, "You haven't called or even emailed us."

"I'm sorry Jennifer, I've been real busy," I replied. "How about we meet up this week and then I promise to stay in better contact with you both?"

"You better, the Queen likes me and she'll be most cross with you if you don't," Jennifer told me with a smirk.

"I promise," I said.

Finally I approached a larger group gathered with Chelsea, Natalie and Mindy.

"Michael, these are the women who were also at the auction where you saved us," Chelsea stated. "They all want to thank you for what you did for them."

"Hello everyone, I'm sure you're aware that some brave men and women did the actual rescuing but I'm glad that I had a small part in freeing you," I told them. "I felt very frustrated that I couldn't get everyone out but I did make sure that the people in charge knew as much as they could when I got back. I'm glad to see you here and I hope you are all making progress in recovering from your horrible ordeal."

"Michael, my name is Sonya, on behalf of the nine of us that were saved by your actions, we would like to thank you for being brave enough to go into that situation as quickly as you did," the oldest woman at probably twenty two, said. "Our families have come with us to show their appreciation for your and the other's actions. We know we don't have much time before the concert so we're just going to introduce ourselves and our families and then schedule some time with you tomorrow."

"That sounds great, Sonya," I said.

Each of the nine ladies introduced themselves to me and then their families before giving me a hug and a kiss. The last was young Hanna and her hug was extra tight and her smile extra wide.

Finally, a couple came up to us and Elizabeth reacted, saying, "Mom and Dad, what are you doing here?"

"Queen Elizabeth suggested that it would be wise to be here and when the Queen suggests, it's best if you take it as a summons rather than a request," Mr. Ford replied. "I owe you both a big apology. After listening to the speakers and then talking with some of the guests and the Royal Family, I've come to the conclusion that I've been an ass. I'm not thrilled about this whole group thing you four have going on but I don't think you're going to find a better man than Michael. I'm very sorry how my sons and I have acted, Michael."

"Apology accepted," I said before Elizabeth retorted, offering my hand.

We shook hands and then Mrs. Ford gave me a hug.

"Elizabeth, I'm very sorry I didn't trust your judgement," Mr. Ford told his daughter. "You have every right to be angry and I know an apology isn't enough. I'm hoping it's a start in the right direction."

Elizabeth was visibly angry but I whispered in her ear, "Remember what I told you about my parents? Don't let your anger drive you apart from your family for good. Take the high road and you can vent later."

She glared at me for a second but then visibly relaxed after I gave her the old Spock eyebrow.

She turned to her parents and said, "I'm glad to hear that you finally approve of Michael. I am angry it took a gathering like this to get you to see what I already knew. As Michael just pointed out, venting here would be counterproductive in repairing our relationship. Hopefully we can meet tomorrow sometime and patch things up."

"We would love that," Mrs. Ford said. "I'll call you in the morning to set something up. I know you'll be busy but we'll fit something in."

"Ok Mom," Elizabeth agreed.

"Mr. Ford, why don't I introduce you to Mr. Matsudo, Duque de Castile, Prince Andrew and my uncle and the five of you can talk a bit of business," I suggested.

"I would like that very much, Michael," he said in surprise.

I left my three ladies with Mrs. Ford and gathered the five influential men before making introductions.

"Perhaps there is room to expand the deal or perhaps embark on a new one with additional people and countries involved," I suggested. "If you would excuse me, I'll leave the five of you to get to know each other while I say hello to someone I haven't seen in a while."

I made my escape and raided the dessert table before spying Emma sitting alone in the corner. I sat down beside her and offered her the plate of treats. She smiled and took a small brownie.

"I think you went a bit far with your speech, especially since we had already made up earlier this afternoon," I said mildly.

"I wanted to really apologize and make a point for others," she told me quietly.

"I think you did a terrific job then," I said. "It wasn't entirely your fault you know; I should have respected your decision and made it easier on you. I was stubborn and selfish, not seeing your side of the issue. You were right in the fact that we wouldn't have had much time to spend with each other this summer."

"You were very pushy," she agreed with a small smirk. "I was a fool to turn you down and now, like you warned, you have someone else in your life; three in fact. I'm glad that you and Asuka are together; she deserves some happiness and hopefully she'll keep you out of trouble. I like what I see from the other two so far as well."

"They are wonderful ladies, very smart and they want to get to know you better also," I told her. "It would be nice to see you more often since you're going to be in the States."

"I think that will be up to them," she responded with a smile. "I not sure if I would be so accommodating if I was in their position."

"You might be surprised," I told her. "They want to meet you so if you four get along I think we can work something out."

"Then I'll make sure to get along with them," she informed me. "I want to be in your life and I'll do my part to make it work."

"I'm happy to hear that," I responded. "Let's make sure we spend some time together here before you leave for school."

"I'd like that," she agreed. "Oh no, here they come."

I looked to see my ladies marching over to the corner. We stood up and I smiled at them.

"Willow Rose and Elizabeth Ford please meet Emma Watson," I introduced two of the ladies.

"Hello Emma, it is nice to finally meet you," Elizabeth spoke first. "We have lots to talk about, don't we?"

"It's nice to meet you too," Emma replied. "I suppose we do have much to discuss."

"I better go get something to drink," I declared, standing up. "I'll see you four in a few minutes."

"Michael, you don't have to leave," Willow stated with a grin. "We'll behave."

"I'm sure you will, but I'd rather let you ladies work things out amongst yourselves first," I explained. "I'll see you in a bit."

"Don't go far, the concert will be starting soon," Asuka reminded me.

"Yes dear," I absentmindedly replied.

The four ladies giggled behind me as I walked away. I looked around to see the Royal family interspersed with the other guests and they seemed to be enjoying themselves as they conversed. I took a quick trip to the restroom down the hall and found the guests moving to the ballroom after I was done. Asuka, Elizabeth and Emma found me at the door and brought me along with them. We entered the large, high ceiling room and found seats behind the Royal family.

It took another five minutes before everyone was in and the doors were closed. The lights dimmed and Prince William and Prince Harry came out onto the stage.

"Good evening everyone, we have the pleasure of introducing our entertainment for the evening," he announced. "From London, Ontario Canada, please welcome Willow!"

Willow, Rachel and Crystal came on stage and were joined by the three guys that had been helping them record the CD.

"Good evening everyone, we're Willow and we're very honoured to play for you tonight," Willow said with a smile after she sat down at the piano. "We've just recorded our first CD and everyone can pick up a free copy at the table by the door. We start our first tour in a couple of weeks in Canada and the United States so this is a great opportunity for us to play before a live audience before we head out on the road. Please let us know after the show how we did and if there is anything we can do to improve. Now, without further ado, we'll get started."

Right after she stopped talking, she played an intricate intro on the piano before the guys came in to fill out the sound. For the next hour we were treated to a mixture of ballads, rock, instrumentals and pop songs that was as tight as anything I had heard on the radio. When they finished playing their last number, we all stood up and gave them a standing ovation.

"Thank you all so very much!" Willow shouted before they all bowed to us and left the stage.

The lights came on and we all stretched and talked amongst ourselves until the band joined us. They curtsied to the Queen and the rest of the royal family and the Queen and others congratulated them on a wonderful show. It was another half hour before everyone left for the night and we could climb the stairs to the second floor.

"You were terrific, Willow," I told her once we were inside our room.

"Yes, the best we've ever heard you play," Elizabeth added.

"Thanks guys, we really wanted to do our best tonight," Willow replied as she sipped on some water. "I think we really clicked."

"You were very good," Asuka assured her. "I think you're going to do really well."

"Thanks Asuka," Willow responded. "It means a lot to me that you are all so supportive of us."

"Of course we are, we're a group now," Elizabeth stated. "It's getting late so we better say goodnight to Mike before he goes with the other men to the club."

They all gave me big hugs and kisses and told me to be on my best behaviour.

"I'll be back as soon as I can escape," I promised them.

"Don't be rude, just enjoy yourself and we'll see you in the morning," Willow said. "I'm sure you and Asuka will still do your usual visit to the barracks."

"I'll see you at a quarter to five, Michael," Asuka said.

"Alright, have a good night," I told them before heading out to meet the four princes.

I met up with the four Royals and followed them to a small limo. A second car with their security team led the way and we eventually pulled up to the back entrance of the club. Along the way Prince Charles and Prince Andrew explained that they would be introducing me to some of the Lords of the house as well as other important business and political leaders of the country. We were led inside and the security team took up unobtrusive positions at various points in the rooms and the hallways before we were allowed in.

Over the next hour I met many older men and frankly forgot most of their names and titles. I held a drink in my hand but didn't take a sip as I conversed with the highbrow men. Finally, Prince William and Prince Harry dragged me downstairs where the younger crowd hung out and introduced me to some of the next generation of influential men.

The atmosphere was much more jovial and the servers were all beautiful young ladies rather than the quiet older men upstairs. The uniform downstairs was a short black skirt and tight blouse that showed off the women's bodies. We sat down at a table and two young ladies took our drink orders.

"Don't let the uniforms fool you; you touch one of them without their ok and those rather large men will throw you out and let it be known to the powers that be upstairs," Harry informed me as I looked at a particularly sexy young lady as she passed by. "If you see someone you like, you can probably make arrangements to get her alone if she's interested. Just use precautions so you don't get into trouble."

"You've met Asuka right?" I asked him.

"Your Japanese lady, right?" he replied.

"She would make me a eunuch even she even smelled a woman on me let alone found out I had been with one," I told him. "I'll just admire from afar if you don't mind."

He laughed and said, "Probably a smart move. That's why I haven't picked one of them to settle down with. I could never just limit myself like that. Then again, you didn't settle for just one yourself either. How do you keep them from fighting like chickens in the henhouse?"

"They decided on the arrangement and settle their disputes without me getting involved," I replied. "It's really odd but it seems to be working."

"You're a very lucky man then," Prince William spoke up. "You have three gorgeous and brilliant women that seem to get along while I can't seem to get my one to go out with me on a continual basis."

"Your one has to face an entire country's scrutiny every time she appears in public with you," I responded. "No one knows about any of my ladies, yet."

"True," Prince William admitted. "Oh well, tonight is not the time to worry about any of that. Right now, we're both single and going to enjoy ourselves."

"Have fun," I told them.

When the two women came back, the princes whispered in their ears and they both grinned and nodded. They led them away down a hallway after they told me a new girl would take over for them. I just shook my head and went back to people watching until a younger woman came over to the table.

"Hi, I'm Lacey, I'll be your hostess while your friends are busy," the very cute brunette told me.

"Hi Lacey, I'm Mike," I replied.

"Hi Mike, can I get you something to drink or eat?" she asked.

"Sure, an ice water would be great and what do you have to eat?" I asked.

"Oh, we have just about anything you could think of, appetizers to full meals," she replied. "Shall I bring you a menu?"

"No, how about just a tray of appetizers to munch on?" I suggested.

"I'll bring it right away Mike," she responded with a big smile. "Don't go anywhere, I'll be right back."

I watched her as she made her way back to the bar. She was shorter than many of the other women, maybe five four, but she was just as beautiful as the others. I judged her to be maybe eighteen or nineteen but I wasn't a good judge of women's ages. I lost her in the crowd and went back to watching the other nearby tables. It was interesting to see the men try to get the women to agree to take them down the hallway. None of the men at the nearby tables were successful and only one of the drunker men had to be warned to keep his hands to himself.

Lacey was back in a couple of minutes with a tall glass of ice water and the promised tray of food. It had wings, cheese sticks, breaded shrimp, garlic bread and a bunch of sauces to dip the finger foods in.

"This looks great Lacey, thanks," I told her.

"You're welcome, Mike," she replied. "Is there anything else I can do for you?"

"Nope, I should be good for a bit with this," I replied.

"Well, you're one of my two tables so don't hesitate to ask for anything," Lacey said.

"Will do, but don't worry, I'm pretty low maintenance," I told her.

"We're used to high maintenance so don't worry about that," she responded.

With another big smile, she left my table and went over to a table of louder young gentlemen and had to endure some ruder comments which made her blush. She shook her head quickly and gathered up their empty glasses and walked away quickly.

She came back to their table with a tray of drinks and nearly spilled one on the nearest one when his hand tried to get under her skirt. She moved away and slammed down the other drinks before giving him a glare.

"Don't be so high and mighty little girl, you know where all of you end up eventually," the rude little gentleman scoffed, making his two companions laugh.

"I'm not one of those girls," she replied and quickly walked away.

She blushed when she saw me watching but still came over.

"Can I get you anything, Mike?" she asked, trying to smile.

"No, I'm good Lacey," I replied. "Go tell your boss what he did and I'm sure they'll be sent packing."

"I'm new here and I don't want to make a scene," she whispered. "Those three are sons of powerful Lords so even the manager treads lightly around them."

"Well, how about you sit down here and force them to get their own drinks," I suggested.

She looked suspiciously at me and said, "I'm not going to take you down the hall Mike; I don't do that, even for the Royals or a friend of theirs."

"I wasn't asking you to," I replied. "I'm just suggesting some conversation to get you away from them."

"Oh, that's sweet of you, but I can handle them," she said. "I'll get you another drink."

She left and the men at the table laughed at me, thinking she turned me down as well. I just ignored them and looked at the rest of the room. I had no intention of getting into it with the arrogant pricks and I'm sure they would settle down when the princes returned.

The princes and the two ladies returned twenty minutes later and one of the women noticed I had an empty tray.

"Who's been waiting on you Mike?" she asked.

"Lacey been taking good care of me; I'm easy to please – she just keep me well fed," I replied with a grin. "She's been having a bit of a bother with her other table. If you don't mind helping her deal with that, I would appreciate it."

"Oh, those three," the blonde said, under her breath. "We'll handle them; she shouldn't have been assigned them her first week."

"Thanks," I replied.

"No problem, that's the least we can do for a good friend of these two rascals," the raven haired woman responded with a grin. "We'll be back with a round of drinks and with Lacey since you're so concerned with her."

They left and the three of us looked over at the other table. They had the good sense to nod respectfully at the princes and then look away.

"Those three always push their luck but don't worry, they'll not be a bother anymore," William told me. "Rhonda and Heidi know how to handle them. So you fancy this Lacey?"

"You know me, I don't like to see women bothered," I replied. "She's a bit young to be working here but I'm sure this place pays well."

"If that's your Lacey, I can see why you're concerned," Harry replied with a grin as he spotted her with the other two. "She's a real cutie and probably barely old enough to work here."

"Yes she is, but I'd be concerned no matter her looks or age," I protested.

"Don't get your tail feathers rustled Mike, Harry was just teasing," William spoke up. "Let the girls handle it and then we'll have the three of them over to sit with us."

The older two women quickly had the other table reassigned to two more experienced women and brought Lacey over to our table with a tray of drinks.

"Lacey, this is Prince William and Prince Harry and you've met their very good friend Mike, right?" Rhonda made the introductions.

Lacey gave the two men a little curtsey and said, "It's an honour to meet you both, your Royal Highnesses."

"As it is our honour to meet you Lacey," Prince Harry replied. "No need for any more of that from now on. Why don't you scoot in there beside Mike while these two wonderful ladies sit beside us?"

Lacey looked worriedly at the other two ladies but they smiled and nodded before shooing her in beside me.

Over the next half hour we all had fun as the princes had the table in stitches over some of the royal duties they had to perform in some of the countries around the world. The two women were very touchy and feely with the princes while Lacey and I kept our distance despite the encouragement of the other two ladies. The princes explained my situation and the three hostesses gave me an appraising look.

"Three women?" Lacey asked. "How did you manage that?"

"I didn't, they decided on it," I admitted. "I wasn't going to choose so they came up with the solution. So you're safe from me."

"Maybe she doesn't want to be safe from you," Rhonda said with a grin.

Lacey blushed but shook her head and said, "No offense, but I'm just here to make some money for school."

We talked a bit about school while the other four left us alone. Finally it was time to go and I slipped her a very large tip before we left. She thanked me and hoped I would stop by again before I left. The princes assured her that they would drag me back there sometime during the week.

We went back upstairs and found that the older princes had left an hour ago and sent back the limo for the three of us. We were driven back to the palace and I helped the inebriated Royals to their suites before heading back to my room. I found a sleeping Willow in my bed and slipped in behind her after getting undressed and setting the alarm. She hugged my arm after I put it around her but stayed asleep. I was very tired so I fell asleep quickly.

It was hard to get up Sunday morning when the alarm blared at four thirty but I had a very quick shower and dressed in some sweats before meeting Asuka outside in the hallway. She was already leaning on the wall beside our door and just smiled before falling in beside me as we walked to the stairs.

Once outside we set off with a brisk pace and made it to the barracks in about ten minutes. After showing our badges to the guard at the door, we were let in and went right to the gym. We took off our shoes and put our bags down by the wall before stretching and doing our forms in the empty gym. Surprisingly, no one joined us so Asuka showed me some of the more deadly areas to hit someone and how to defend against them. After that, we sparred until a group of soldiers came in around five thirty. Sergeant Thomas was among them and led them over to us.

"Good morning Mike and Miss Osaka," he said cheerfully. "I see you're all warmed up and sparring already. I've brought along a few members of our Special Forces Company that is in residence between assignments. They're very interested in testing themselves against you two if you're interested."

"Good morning Sergeant Thomas, we'd be happy to spar with them," I greeted him.

"Excellent, we'll let them warm up for a few minutes and then we'll get started," he responded.

Asuka and I grabbed a drink and rested while the men and women stretched and some went through their version of the forms. The sergeant brought everyone together at the centre mats ten minutes later.

"This is Mike and Miss Osaka, who are here in London for the week," he started. "While they are both only nineteen, they are very proficient in martial arts and we're giving any soldier here in residence a chance to spar with them. These are to be friendly bouts with no maiming or lethal blows and the Queen will be most distressed if Mike's face is damaged. So pull your punches and I will stop the fight if I deem a pulled punch or kick would have landed with enough force to disable one of the combatants. Make no mistake, both of these fighters are very good, so don't step up if you're not ready or very competent. Now, let's have someone up to spar with Mike."

A tall, heavily muscled man stepped forward and I joined him on the mat. We nodded to each other and got into our first stance.

"Ready?" Sergeant Thomas asked both of us.

We both nodded so he shouted, "Begin!"

I definitely didn't want to trade punches with this man so I went with a speed attack and started with a side kick to the stomach as he stepped forward. I got lucky and it got through his defences to knock the wind out of him for a couple of seconds. That was all I needed to sweep his legs out from underneath of him and follow him to the ground to aim a punch to his nose to end the fight.

"And we're done!" Sergeant Thomas shouted as I tapped the fallen man's nose.

I helped him to his feet and shook his hand before he left the mat.

"That only took ten seconds," the sergeant stated, shaking his head. "Maybe now you'll believe me when I tell you all not to judge their competency by their age. You have to be ready at all times when you're out in the field and this is no different. So, who's next for Mike or Miss Osaka?"

A woman stood up and, after taking off her boots, walked onto the mat. She was probably in her early twenties, in shape and looked very confident and competent.

"I'll have a go with the girl," she announced.

"Lieutenant Chaucer, welcome to our sparring matches," the sergeant said before turning to Asuka. "Miss Osaka, are you ready and willing?"

"Certainly Sergeant Thomas," Asuka said and winked at me as we passed each other.

The two women nodded to each other and took their ready stances. Asuka was a bit taller but looked lighter by ten to twenty pounds. I knew she was very strong for her size and what she didn't have in bulging muscles she didn't need. The sergeant started the bout and Asuka let the Lieutenant attack first. The attack was competent but slow, even by my standards. Asuka didn't give away how good she was as she avoided or blocked the punches and kicks with ease. After about a minute, the Lieutenant overextended herself with a punch and Asuka moved inside and elbowed the older woman in the stomach, causing her to bend over as she grabbed her midsection. Asuka stepped back and looked at the sergeant who nodded and called the fight. The lieutenant slowly straightened up and the two women nodded to each other before she left the mats.

"Ok, you've seen that both of them are good enough to be here, so let's see someone a bit higher up in the rankings," the sergeant suggested.

Two older and very tough looking men stood up at the same time.

"Captains Sawyer and McFadden, your reputations precedes you," the Sergeant said. "Who wishes to go first?"

"I'll let Sawyer go first," McFadden stated with a grin. "Seniority has its privilege."

"You've got a week on me, McFadden," Sawyer replied with a roll of his eyes. "You're just hoping I tire one of them out for you."

"Just giving you the first chance to shine," McFadden responded with a chuckle as he sat down.

"Who would you like to spar with, Captain?" the sergeant asked.

"It had better be with the boy," he said. "I don't need Captain McFadden to complain I took the easy opponent."

Asuka's face didn't change but I could tell she was perturbed as she left the mat.

She stopped in front of me and whispered, "I will be cross with you if you don't make him pay for that insult."

"I'll take care of it," I assured her and stepped around her.

Once we were facing each other, we nodded and got ready.

"Ready gentlemen?" the sergeant asked.

We nodded and he shouted, "Begin!"

I let the captain attack and blocked his punches and kicks with an increase in power to each block. While it looked like he was getting the upper hand, each blow actually hurt him more as I hit his arm or leg harder than usual. I saw him wince after my block hit his forearm so I slipped in a punch to that side and clipped him on the nose with a jab.

I could have taken him down right there but I stepped back and let him get settled. The captain got angry as he wiped off some blood onto his shirt and then came in with an all-out attack. He was surprisingly controlled with his punches and kicks but his speed wasn't enough to overwhelm me. I counterpunched when he left an opening and continued to punish his extremities when I blocked his kicks and punches. After he tried a vicious kick to my knee that I blocked with my shin, he had a noticeable limp.

His attacks slowed up after that and I moved inside a slightly wide punch and gave him a hard punch into the solar plexus. He bent slightly and I finished him off with a hard leg sweep to the back of the knees and an elbow to the stomach after he crashed heavily to the mat.

The sergeant called the match as I rolled off of him and up to my feet. The captain had to be helped off the mat as I joined Asuka who had a bottle of water waiting for me.

"I hope that satisfied your blood lust," I asked with a grin.

"No, but it was very well done," she replied. "I think I'll take the other captain."

She stepped onto the mat and looked over at Captain McFadden.

"I hope you don't mind sparring with Miss Osaka, Captain McFadden?" the good sergeant asked.

"No, not after seeing what he did to Sawyer," McFadden replied with a grin as he stood up and joined Asuka on the mat.

Asuka was not in the mood to let McFadden dictate the pace of the bout. As soon as Sergeant Thomas shouted begin she moved in close and gave him a four punch combination to his head and torso that staggered him and left him wide open for a kick to the midsection that had him slumped over gasping for air.

Asuka walked back to me before the sergeant called the bout over. I had a bottle ready for her and grinned down at her.

"Feel better now?" I asked.

"A bit," she admitted. "They really aren't very good."

"There are still a few left," I said. "They usually get better as it goes on."

"I hope so or might as well just spar with ourselves," she said.

The sergeant waited until Captain McFadden was helped off before saying, "The good captains found out that it isn't wise to underestimate an opponent due to their age or gender. So, let's have the best fighters of the company up here or we'll let the two of them get back to their sparring and exercise."

Many of the soldiers looked over at a lean woman leaning on the wall while the others looked at a smaller man relaxing on the floor. The redheaded woman looked familiar as she stood up and weaved through the others to stand by the mat. She looked over at the man who grinned and joined her. They were very similar in size but, while she was probably the youngest in the room besides Asuka and me, he was probably the oldest.

"Lieutenant Atkinson and Major Vanier, so good of you to volunteer," Sergeant Thomas said. "Do either of you have a preference for an opponent?"

"Lieutenant, I suggest you take on Mike," the Major stated. "I do believe we're both very much overmatched when it comes to Miss Osaka."

"As you wish, Major," she replied. "Would you like the first bout?"

"I'll let you decide," he answered.

"Then I'll defer to you, Sir," she stated with a grin.

"Wise move, Lieutenant," he said before stepping out.

Asuka stepped on the mat and they bowed to each other before taking their ready stance.

"Please be gentle, Miss Osaka, I have a briefing with the General in a half hour and I'd rather be vertical than bleeding in a hospital bed looking up at my commanding officer," the major said.

"Then I suggest you make a proper effort at defence," Asuka responded.

He grinned at her and nodded at the sergeant.

"Begin!" the sergeant shouted.

Neither combatant moved and the major grinned at her and beckoned her forward. She stepped slowly forward until they both were in striking distance and then they both waited.

"Are you not going to attack?" Asuka asked.

"I'm working on my defences this morning," he said with a smirk.

"So be it," she said and hit him in the nose.

The major stepped back as did Asuka.

"Major?" the sergeant asked. "Do you wish to continue?"

"Not particularly," Major Vanier replied without the grin as he wiped the blood off his upper lip.

"You do realize she pulled that punch, Major," the sergeant stated.

"We'll try one more time," the Major stated.

"As you wish," the sergeant replied and looked at Asuka. "Ready?"

She nodded and looked over at the Major.

He nodded and took his ready position.

"Then begin!" the sergeant shouted.

Asuka went on the attack and the Major barely blocked her first combination before taking a kick to his side when his arm was up. He staggered to the side as he winced before he got his arms back up to defend himself. Asuka followed him and didn't give him a chance to rest as she kept up the attack. She faked a kick to the same side to get his arms down and tagged him with a jab on his nose again from that side. He growled and went after her with a flurry of punches and kicks designed to overwhelm her. Asuka didn't back away as just about any other person would but stood in front and blocked or weaved to avoid getting hit. She tapped him twice more on the nose during his attack which he hardly noticed.

The Major kept up his attack until she slipped a front kick into his stomach while blocking his barrage of punches. He looked surprised as his breath left him and Asuka swept his legs out from underneath him and stepped back.

"And I think we'll end the match there," Sergeant Thomas said as he stepped in between the two of them.

Asuka left the mat and took the water bottle from my hand with a wink. We both knew she had toyed with him rather than break his nose repeatedly. The Major got up slowly and left the mats. I looked over at the Lieutenant and she took a deep breath and stepped onto the mat.

"I think she is General Atkinson's daughter and Molly's sister," I told Asuka quietly.

"Then you better not hurt her either," she advised. "You shouldn't have any problem with her even if she's better than the Major."

"I guess we'll see," I replied as I stepped onto the mat.

We bowed to each other and nodded when the sergeant asked if we were ready.

"Begin," he shouted and stepped back.

I let her go on the attack but she was cautious in her approach. We circled each other a couple of times before she tried to dart in and give me a kick. I blocked it easily and slipped down to sweep her plant leg. She fell on her back but quickly rolled onto her side and tried to kick my legs out from underneath of me. I took the kick on the back of my knee but didn't go down as I transferred my weight to the other leg. I stepped back from her and let her get up.

Once she was ready I went on the attack to see how well she defended. She blocked my first combination and tried a counterpunch which I avoided and then continued to press my attack. My punches weren't meant to hit her but tested her reflexes and blocking ability. She kept up with me for a minute and then had to step back to avoid a kick I threw in.

I grinned at her and she gave me the finger and stepped back into range. She attacked with a surprising ferocity and I had to defend myself from her mixture of punches, kicks and elbows. While I didn't have any trouble blocking her attack, it would have given me trouble a couple months ago. I slipped in a punch to her stomach in between a combination that surprised her and got her bent over. That let me take her down with a simple takedown and I gave her a tap on her nose to end the fight.

"And that's the end of the bout, I think," the sergeant said as I helped the Lieutenant up.

I bowed to her and she returned it before walking off the mat, clearly mad at the outcome.

"Is there anyone else that wishes to spar with either of our guests?" Sergeant Thomas asked.

He waited for about fifteen seconds and then turned to us and suggested, "Perhaps we can persuade Mike and Miss Osaka to spar for us so we can see just how good they really are."

I looked at Asuka with a raised eyebrow and she nodded.

"Alright Sergeant," I told him as we took to the mats.

"I'll let you two decide when to begin and stop," he told us before leaving the mats.

We bowed to each other and then took the ready position. Asuka attacked soon after and I was at a disadvantage from the start. I had slowed down my reactions and attacks to suit the other opponents and had to get back up to Asuka speed. She, of course pressed her advantage until I caught up to her level and I received a few blows to the torso and a couple of kicks to my shins that smarted before I recovered my reaction time.

Once I was back up to speed, I used my longer reach to go on the attack, forcing her to defend or step back to avoid my kicks or punches. Once in a while she would dance in and try to kick me in the stomach or my head but I was getting better at blocking those while making sure she didn't get in too close to start punching.

I never landed a punch or kick on her but at least I kept her away for a few minutes. After avoiding a flurry of punches and kicks, the last one with an amazing backwards bend to let the kick go over top of her, Asuka stepped back a step or two in our acknowledged way to indicate a rest.

"You're getting better at keeping me at bay with your reach," she said with a grin. "I see I'm going to have to speed up to get close to you from now on."

"No need to do that, I'm quite happy with your current speed," I replied, getting some chuckles from the crowd.

"You need to continue to improve and the only way to do that is to fight better opponents," she stated. "So, let's see how you do at a faster pace."

There were murmurings in the crowd and I grinned at them and said, "Now you're going to see something special, and I'm not talking about me landing on my butt!"

I took a deep breath and prepared myself before taking the ready position. I nodded to Asuka who moved in front of me and set herself. She nodded at me and then attacked, almost slipping inside my defences with a quick step towards me. I backed away and blocked the attack and counterpunched to keep her at bay. It didn't work as she avoided the strike by slipping inside the punch and launched a kick at my stomach. I had no choice to take the kick while I got ready to defend against the uppercut I knew was coming.

Her foot connected with my stiffened abdominal muscles and I was ready for the follow-up punch and blocked it down and countered with a jab to her face that just glanced off her cheek as she moved her head slightly. She grinned at me while moving in close, forcing me back as she was relentless with her speed attack. She was quiet as she stalked me around the mats as I had to stop thinking and just react.

It took her another five minutes to slip inside my defences and deliver the multiple blows needed to put me down on the mat. I landed hard on my back gasping for air as she leaned down and tweaked my nose.

"Very good Michael, I think we put a very good show for them," Asuka said with a happy grin. "Now get up, I hardly touched you."

I groaned as I rolled to my side and stood up, rubbing my stomach.

"And that concludes the show, ladies and gentlemen," I said. "Thank you all who sparred with us and we'll be here all week at the same time if you want a rematch."

"Thank you Mike and Miss Osaka for the impressive demonstration," the Major spoke up from the crowd. "I think we all know that the two of you weren't trying all that hard against us after seeing how much faster you were against each other. The Sergeant is going to have to recruit a higher level of competition for you than what any of us can provide."

I nodded to him and we left the mats and gathered our belongings before heading to the exercise room. We both did a full workout for another hour before showering and changing into new clothes. When we arrived back at the palace, we found Willow and Elizabeth both in my room, dressed and ready to start the day.

"Morning ladies," I said, giving them both a kiss. "How did you sleep?"

"Terrible, I was alone when I got into bed last night and again when I got up this morning," Willow said with a dramatic sigh.

"Sorry Willow, I'll make it up to you tonight," I told her as I kissed her again.

"You better, it's been over a week already!" she replied.

"I promise," I said. "So what's on the agenda today?"

Elizabeth took out her phone and pulled up her calendar before reading off the day's events.

"We have breakfast with Aunt Nancy and family at eight, a meeting with Mr. Carroll and Katie at nine, and then a meeting with Duque de Castile's party at nine thirty. Next is a meeting with the Matsuda and Yamamoto clans at ten and then the nine meetings with the girls from the auction starting at ten thirty. After a quick lunch, the ceremony starts at one and once that is done, Lady Paige takes the four of us to your new house. Rach and Crystal will move to a nearby hotel where Katie, Trish and Barb are staying. We'll have dinner brought in and then stay at the house for the night."

"That's one hell of an agenda for one day," I noted.

"What can I say, you're a popular fella," she responded. "And don't think I'm going to be your personal assistant from now on."

I gave her a pout and she just shook her head and led the way out the door. There was a taxi waiting for us outside the side entrance and we had a quick ride over to Aunt Nancy's hotel. We met them outside the restaurant and were quickly seated at the reserved table.

"How did everyone sleep?" I asked.

"Mary hogged the covers," Ellen tattled on her older sister.

"You kept squirming all night," Mary retorted.

"Girls, be nice," their mother chastised them.

They stuck out their tongues at each other but kept quiet.

"We slept well despite the rugrats staying up late," Uncle Aaron said. "It's been a good weekend, all and all."

"You just liked talking business with the men yesterday," Aunt Nancy pointed out. "He's going to meet with Elizabeth's father and the others again after breakfast and continue the discussions."

"That's great news," I said. "Hopefully everyone can do something together."

"It sounds promising," Uncle Aaron responded. "Thanks for including me in the group."

"No problem, you belong there," I replied. "What are the ladies going to do in the meantime?"

"We're going to go shopping with the Princess and Hermione!" Mary said excitedly.

"Really?" I asked. "That sounds like fun. You're going to have to be on your best behavior. Her real name is Emma, not Hermione by the way."

"We will be," Ellen agreed.

We had a quick breakfast and everyone piled into two taxis and rode back to the palace where the Princess and Emma were waiting at the entrance. They were both in bright summer dresses that showed off their lovely figures.

"Your Royal Highness, Miss Watson, you both look beautiful this morning," I said with a smile. "I was pleasantly surprised to hear you're going shopping with three of my favorite ladies this morning."

"We happily volunteered when we heard my father was going to meet with your Uncle Aaron," the Princess responded. "It's the least we can do to make up for our treatment of you."

"You have nothing to make up for but I do appreciate you spending some time with them," I replied. "I'll see you two this afternoon, right?"

"Yes you will," she agreed. "Mr. Hayden, my father is waiting for you just down the hall."

"Thank you, your Royal Highness," he said before turning to his family. "You three have fun and I'll see you soon."

He gave them all a hug before walking down into the palace and through security.

"Ok, let's get you three into the car while Emma has a brief talk with Mike and his ladies," the Princess directed.

"Bye Cousin Mikey!" Ellen shouted.

"Bye Cousin Mikey!" Mary yelled.

"Bye Nephew Mikey," Aunt Nancy added with a grin before ushering the girls to the limo.

"How was your workout?" Emma asked.

"Good, they had a few soldiers for us to spar with and then Asuka cleaned my clock," I told her.

"You don't look any worse for wear," Emma observed with a grin.

"Oh, I ended up on my back and looking up at her," I said.

"I'm sure you deserved it," Emma said. "So, I was wondering if we could get together later tonight if you're not busy."

"We're moving to the house for the week later in the afternoon so you come over and have supper with us," Elizabeth responded.

"That sounds great, thanks for being so accommodating," Emma said. "I'll help you move your stuff over after the ceremony."

"We're looking forward to it," Willow told her with a smile.

"Thanks for spending some time with the munchkins," I said.

"They are so cute, we're going to have fun dressing them up and getting them some new clothes," Emma said. "I'll see you all at the ceremony."

"Ok, see you then," I replied.

We watched her walk to the car and waved at her and the others before going inside once they left.

"She's really making an effort to get back into your good graces," Asuka noted. "I wasn't happy with how she treated you but she seems to be genuinely sorry and trying hard to make up with you."

"I like her," Willow said. "We should make sure she knows we want us all to be good friends."

"I agree," Elizabeth made it unanimous. "Michael, are you ok with us spending time with her?"

"Of course I'm ok with it," I replied. "I'm glad you're being so good about it. I wasn't sure the three of you would be so understanding."

"Maybe we want to be friends with a famous movie star too," Willow responded. "Besides, it would make us look pretty witchy if we made a fuss."

"Just as long as you don't go behind our backs, I think you'll find we're going to be reasonable with her," Elizabeth added.

"I'm going to let you three handle everything so it's out in the open," I told him. "I'm not jeopardizing our relationship by doing it any other way."

"I like how smart our man is," Willow said to the other two who grinned.

"However you want to handle it is fine with me," I reiterated. "We better get in there before we're late for our first meeting."

Elizabeth led the way to a room where Mr. Carroll and his wife were sitting with Katie and Stacey.

"Good morning everyone, it's good to see you all again," I said. "Thank you for taking the time out of your busy schedules to come over here."

"We were happy to come," Mr. Carroll said. "This is my wife Monica."

"Mrs. Carroll, it's a pleasure to meet you," I told her before making the introductions. "So is everything ready for the photo shoot tomorrow?"

"The Queen and her family are being very accommodating with several great sites in the Palace and around London so we're taking advantage of her generosity to get as much done this week as we can," Katie informed me. "We'll do a day with you and the band and then use a second team to do just them while you work with the other models. We've got a whole new line for you and the girls to wear that we need to get out as soon as possible."

"Sounds good to me," I said. "Just let us know where we need to be tomorrow morning and at what time."

"We're starting here at the Palace at seven am," Katie replied.

"We'll be here," I stated.

"Good, now I think Mr. Carroll has a few things to go over with Mike," Katie informed us.

"First of all, thank you for putting the band on our radar," Mr. Carroll stated. "We think it's going to be big for us as they make it big."

"You're welcome and thanks for taking such good care of them," I responded.

"No problem, it's the least we could do," he said. "Next, I need a favour."

"What do you need?" I asked.

"I need you to be the centre piece of our fall fashion show this October," he told me. "We'll need you to model our new line and appear with a few models. You would be the focus and the women models would complement you. It will be an elaborate set and the whole show will be extravagant. Mr. Klein wants you to be the focus of the show, so it's very important."

"When is the show?" I asked.

"Sunday, October twenty-fifth, but we'll need you to be there Saturday to go through the show and do any fittings needed on the clothes," he told me.

I pulled out my phone and looked up the hockey schedule for the Wolverines.

"I'm checking my hockey schedule," I explained as I waited for it to come up. "I usually have a hockey game Friday and Saturday night every weekend but I'm sure I can make the show unless I'm in Alaska. Just give me a minute for it to download."

"Can't you miss the game on Saturday?" he asked.

"I'm missing a bunch of games in November to attend the Canadian Junior selection camp and I might have to miss some more in December for the World Juniors and again in February in the unlikely event that I make the Olympic team," I pointed out as the schedule appeared. "Let's see, Thursday, October twenty-second we're in Ann Arbor and Saturday, October twenty-fourth we're in Boston. That game starts at seven pm so I suppose I could fly in Friday to run through the show and get fitted that night and Saturday morning. Then I could fly to Boston for the game in the evening and fly back Sunday morning to do the show. I think it's doable."

"Good, I appreciate you fitting us in your schedule," he said clearly relieved.

"I appreciate you working around my schedule," I replied. "Hopefully some of the models here can be in the show."

"Mr. Klein is picking the models for the show but I'll make sure that they are on the list for him to choose from," Mr. Carroll stated. "We're very pleased with their work for us and they seem to shine when they're working with you, so I'm sure we can find a role for them."

"Good, I know I'll be more comfortable having them around during the show," I told him.

"So, after the show your current contract will be fulfilled," he stated after a bit. "We'd like to re-sign you for another year at a twenty five percent increase above what we were paying you this year. We can work out how many shoots you think you can do and draw up a contract over the next couple of months."

"I think I can agree to that, depending on how we can fit them in," I said. "If I join the Red Wings in April or in August next year, we'll have a much harder time fitting in any weeklong shoots or any in far away locations."

"We'll work around your schedule and the location isn't as important anymore with the technology we have to put in computer generated backgrounds," he waved off my issues. "We can bring the models to you as before and even hire a photographer and a studio locally to make it easier. One day shoots can be done and we can pay you a prorated amount for each shoot."

"It sounds like we should be able to come to an agreement," I told him. "I'm going to be busy but if we can fit in day shoots in rather than longer ones it should be feasible. I would be open for longer shoots when the hockey season is done in the summer."

"I know this is going to keep you very busy so if there is anything you need to make your life easier, just let me know," Mr. Carroll said.

"I'm good thanks," I replied. "I'm just involved in a lot of things for the next year. I'll work with Katie over the next month to work out some sort of workable schedule that we can all live with and then we'll hammer out the details of the contract."

"That's great news, Mike," he said with a smile. "Next on the agenda is the fact that Mr. Klein is starting to take an interest in you and wants to ramp up the risqué factor for your next shoot. He wants it talked about in every office and radio show as soon as it comes out. He wants someone special for the next one so he's in talks with Diane Summerville."

"Really?" I asked. "Isn't she the girl who was in those kid friendly movies? Aren't her parents really cautious with her career and won't let her do anything that isn't G rated?"

"That's the one," Mr. Carroll replied. "I guess she just turned eighteen and wants to change her image so she can get more adult roles. She and her new team are very interested in what Mr. Klein has proposed so we might be able to get her signed in the next couple of weeks if you're available to do a quick shoot in September. We'll do it as a one-time contract for the shoot and price is no object on this one."

"September weekends are better than later in the year so I should be able to do a weekend shoot in the next month," I admitted.

"I'll be in touch as soon as she signs," he said. "She did say that she would only do it if you were the model we used with her, so when I let Mr. Klein know you're ok with it, it should get done quickly."

"Just give me as much notice of the date and location so I can plan properly," I requested.

"I'll let Katie know this week," he said. "That should be it for now. We'll see you at the ceremony."

"Thanks Mr. Carroll and it was nice to meet you, Mrs. Carroll," I replied as I stood up to shake their hands.

"That was intense," Willow said after everyone left. "Don't you have an agent to handle things like that?"

"Why give someone ten percent for something I can do direct with Mr. Carroll?" I asked. "Katie handles my scheduling and the press so I just have to show up and smile for the camera. If I had a lot of different clients to model for I suppose I would need an agent but I'm only doing this for Calvin Klein so I'm fine for now."

"I wonder what Mr. Klein has in mind for your shoot with Diane Summerville?" Elizabeth pondered out loud. "It sounds like it could get pretty intense."

"As long as I keep my underwear on, the rest is just posing," I said. "It's just a weekend photo shoot for me and I move on. Calvin Klein and Diane Summerville can use it anyway they want afterwards."

"What if they want to link her with Mike?" Willow asked.

"We'll just have to make sure Mike's status is clear before the pictures come out," Elizabeth stated.

"I haven't signed the contract for the shoot yet, so things can be added to ensure that neither Calvin Klein nor Miss Summerville get carried away," I added. "Now we better let in the Spanish ladies before they get angry."

I opened the door for Bianca, Maria and Count Ernesto.

"Hello everyone," I said cheerfully. "Sorry my time is so tight this weekend. Come on in."

We hugged and shook hands as I made the introductions before sitting down.

"The Duke is talking business so it's just us three," Bianca informed us. "We just wanted to say hello and tell you it's about time you agreed to accept some honours for what you've done for so many people."

"I haven't agreed to that yet, actually," I told her. "They're keeping it a secret so I don't take off again."

"You better not abandon us, Michael Stewart," Elizabeth warned. "Whatever they have in store for you won't hurt you or have anyone think worse of you. You will handle it like a gentleman and be gracious in your acceptance. There are too many people here that need to see some closure to their ordeals and seeing you rewarded is a fitting end. This is one time you're going to have to give in and set aside your modesty for the better good."

I frowned at her and was going to protest when Asuka jabbed me in the ribs.

"Ouch!" I complained, looking at her.

"Listen to Elizabeth and don't argue," Asuka commanded. "You cannot make a mockery of the Queen or all of these people who have come from all over the world to see this. It would be cruel and selfish of you to be anything but gracious and thankful. However painful you think it would be; it is a pittance compared to what all of us would have gone through if you had not saved us. Three women in this room would not be here, including me, if you had not been who you are. It is not about whatever trinket or title the Queen gives you, it is about us wanting to see you acknowledge that we mean something to you."

"Fine, I'll go through with it," I said in exasperation. "But if you don't know how much you mean to me by now, a ceremony isn't going to change anything."

"Michael, your women want this for you, that should be enough for you to go through with it," Count Ernesto commented. "Even in a male oriented society such as ours, I'm not stubborn enough to go against Maria's wishes when she sets her mind to something. At some point you just have to give in and it's usually the better decision in the end."

Maria patted his hand and gave him a smile.

"As usual, Count Ernesto, you get to the heart of the matter and provide the correct advice," I told him before looking around the table. "It doesn't change the fact that I won't be happy with all of you afterwards if she goes overboard."

"You can only stay grumpy at us for so long," Willow retorted with a grin. "I'm sure we can fix that soon enough."

The girls all giggled as I just shook my head.

"So, when are we going to see you again, Michael?" Bianca asked. "It's been too long already and we don't want to lose touch with you."

"I'm not sure when I can get to Spain with my schedule being so hectic," I admitted. "We're here all week and then school starts. Hockey will take up the weekends soon after and then I'll be tied up most of the school year."

"Maybe we could come visit you if your ladies won't mind," she suggested.

"Of course we won't mind," Elizabeth quickly jumped in. "How about we get together and schedule something. If we leave it to Mike you'll never get over there."

"That's very accommodating of you," Bianca replied. "We'll get together later today to make a plan."

Everyone smiled at each other as things they wanted worked out.

"Miss Willow, we were very impressed with your performance last night," Count Ernesto stated. "Are you planning a European tour after you finish your North American one?"

"Thank you Count Ernesto," Willow replied. "We haven't discussed anything after the first tour yet."

"Well, I would like to be the first to suggest it and offer the services as the promoter if you are interested," he said. "We would take care of everything and all you would have to do is perform. You would be paid for each concert and would also receive additional sponsorship money. We could visit every major country with a concert once or twice a week in the big cities. My team has done several major tours for the big acts in the last few years."

"That is an incredible offer, Count," Willow responded. "I'll be sure to pass it on to Rachel and Crystal and our manager and get back to you later today if that's ok?"

"Of course, take some time to talk it over properly and then we can sit down and discuss it in more detail," he answered. "You can be assured that we will treat you like family while you're on the tour and we'll all make a lot of money while increasing your exposure."

"I'm sure you'll take good care of us so it will be more a matter of convincing everyone we should to another tour and then scheduling a good time to come over," Willow said.

The count nodded and the discussion moved on. Eventually it was time for the next group and the Spaniards left with promises to talk again later. Mitsy and Kim were waiting with their families and it took ten minutes for introductions and greetings before we could all sit down.

"Thank you all for coming from far away for this," I said when we were all settled down. "It is nice to see all of you again under happier circumstances."

"It's good to see you again, Michael," Kim's grandfather responded, being the oldest male there as Mitsy's grandfather and father were with the other men discussing business. "We are honoured to be invited and happy to attend this ceremony for your actions."

"It's good to see you again, Mr. Yamamoto," I responded before turning to Kim and asked, "How are you doing, Kim?"

"I'm doing fine, Michael," she replied with a smile. "It took a while to get over it but with the help of my family and some counselling, I've put it behind me and moved on. I'm starting University next week and looking forward to it."

"That is great news," I responded happily. "What are you going to study?"

"Business and computers," she answered.

"Good choices," I told her with a grin.

"Not another computer geek!" Mitsy exclaimed as she rolled her eyes.

"You hush now," I told her as I turned to look at her. "I'll have you know this computer geek has a program for you to market if you're nice to us."

"I meant it as a compliment," Mitsy replied with a grin at Kim. "So Michael, what do you have for me? The last thing you brought to me seems to be working out for us."

"Seeing as that was Willow's band, I should think so," I replied dryly. "I have a computer climbing game that is almost done that I think you can market for me."

"I'd be happy to see it," she said.

"As would I," Kim added. "Maybe we could market it Asia for you while Mitsy does it in North America and Europe?"

"I would be agreeable to that if Mitsy is," I stated, looking over at her.

"I think we can work something out," Mitsy said tentatively. "We can discuss it later with our Grandfathers' approval."

"I'm very happy to hear my granddaughter's initiative in offering our company's services," Mr. Yamamoto said. "I will support her in this endeavour and in the partnership with Miss Matsudo. We have a common bond with Michael to make sure we do our best for him."

"I'm glad we can all work together for this and other projects I have ideas on," I said. "I have another project that will be much bigger and will need the support of both companies as well as the others in discussions down the hall. I was remiss in not introducing you to the other men as well. I apologize if I offended you by that error."

"No need to apologize, I will work closely with the Matsudo Corporation in any endeavours that may come of it," he responded. "I like to stay somewhat in the background on these types of partnerships. In regards to your other ideas, we will of course be very interested in what you propose and most certainly would like to be involved."

"Good, I should have something for everyone to see by next April at the latest," I told them.

"I would like to work with you if there is anything I could help with programming wise," Kim volunteered.

"I will definitely take you up on that," I responded. "I'm going to need programming help as well as engineering help in the field of robotics."

"We can help there," Mitsy spoke up. "We have a firm close to Ann Arbor that provides robots for the automotive industry."

"I'm sure we could help as well," Elizabeth said.

"Of course I'll include you and your families as well the Duke in Europe," I said quickly. "This is going to be big enough for everyone. But enough about the future, we can talk about that some other time."

I let the girls take over the conversation, satisfied I had the support I would need in the future. Mitsy and Kim quizzed Asuka and the others on how we were getting along and even Mitsy's sister, mother and grandmother got into the conversation. All too soon it was time for them to make way for the next visits and we all bowed and shook hands or hugged as was appropriate.

The visits with the girls from the auction were all very quick, about ten minutes for each family. After introductions we barely had time to ask how they were doing and for them to thank me for helping them before their time was up. Elizabeth made sure to get contact information from each so we could stay in touch with those that wanted to. Most of the girls were doing well though all needed counselling and therapy to get over their ordeal.

The last two girls weren't doing as well. They were the youngest two; Isobel at sixteen and Hanna, who just turned fourteen.

Isobel was a dark haired teen beauty of Mideast descent who was here with just an older sister named Naomi who was just as exotically beautiful as her younger sister.

"As you can imagine, our parents are very strict Muslims and our father will have nothing to do with Isobel, despite none of it being her fault," Naomi informed us. "Isobel lives with me in my apartment but it's been a struggle to make ends meet and get her the help she needs. We wanted to come anyway so the Queen flew us both over."

"Well, we can definitely help you two with the money portion so Isobel gets all the help she wants," I quickly said, pulling out my wallet and finding a blank check I always carried there. "What will suffice? I know that competent therapists are expensive so don't underestimate what you might need for a few months."

"Oh, I didn't mention it so that you would give us money," Naomi reacted, waving her hands and shaking her head. "We couldn't take money from the one who returned Isobel to us."

"Nonsense, of course you can," I said. "I can't help save Isobel and then leave her without proper help, now can I? How about twenty grand to start and we'll check with you in a month and see how you're doing?"

"Twenty thousand dollars!" Naomi exclaimed. "That would take care of us for several months!"

"I think you'll find that the good therapists will cost a hundred dollars an hour or more so it will go quicker than you think," I responded. "I'll make it thirty and you have to promise to call one of us when you start to run low. Now, what else do you need?"

"This should be more than enough to obtain what else we may need," Naomi replied. "I'm hoping that some of the others here will stay in touch to help provide Isobel some moral support."

"We will also stay in touch and come to visit," Elizabeth said. "Isobel, would you like us to visit so you can have someone to talk to?"

"I suppose so," she mumbled.

"Isobel, be polite and look at Elizabeth and speak clearly," Naomi chided her.

"I suppose so," Isobel said clearly as she looked up. "Would Michael come with you?"

"I guess that depends if you would feel comfortable with him around you," Willow answered.

Isobel looked at me for a few seconds and then lowered her head and quietly said, "I would like him to come."

"Why are you being so quiet now?" Naomi asked, clearly exasperated.

"Perhaps she's just shy," Elizabeth suggested. "Michael can be intimidating if you haven't been around him. It's ok Isobel; Michael is a big teddy bear once you get to know him."

The girl got a small grin on her face when she heard that.

"That's better," Willow said after seeing her grin. "You don't have anything to fear with Mike. So where do you two live?"

"In Miami, Florida," Isobel answered.

"That will be a fun place to visit," Elizabeth said. "We'll have to make sure we come down from Ann Arbor often."

"You're welcome anytime," Naomi responded.

All too soon their time was up and they stood up from the table. I handed Naomi the check and she hugged me and gave me a kiss on the cheek before doing the same with the trio. Isobel was shy but hugged the girls and came to stand in front of me.

"I hope you start feeling better soon Isobel and don't hesitate to call any one of us if you want to talk," I told her. "We'll try and come down to Miami soon or you two can come to Ann Arbor if you want. Just know you both have friends now."

She looked up at me for a second and then stepped close and gave me a fierce hug. I gently put my arms around her as she buried her face in my chest. I looked at the other women but they all just smiled at me, even her sister. I rubbed Isobel's back until she raised her head and looked at me with a look that I could only describe as infatuation.

"Better now?" I asked her as I gently pushed her to arm's length.

She nodded and gave me a smile.

"Good, now you call us anytime you need someone to talk to, understand? I asked.

"I will," she nodded as she held onto my hands with hers. "Promise me that we'll get together soon. I know that I'll get better if you're there to help."

"I promise we'll visit soon," I replied.

"Ok, I'm holding you to that," she said before going up on her tippy-toes and giving me a kiss that was anything but innocent.

"Isobel," Naomi chided.

"What, you think I'm still an innocent child?" Isobel asked testily.

"No, but it's very disrespectful to Michael's ladies," Naomi pointed out.

Isobel did have the courtesy to blush in embarrassment.

"I'm sorry, I should have asked first," she said.

"Yes, you should have," Naomi agreed. "Now we must go and let the next family in."

She took Isobel's hand and led her out after smiling at everyone. Surprisingly, the next family wasn't there yet so we left the door open and sat down.

"You have an admirer in Isobel," Elizabeth teased.

"I think it's more than that," Asuka spoke up. "She may look like a teenager, but she's obviously has the experience of a woman much older. She's obviously looking to Michael for her emotional and maybe physical needs.

"You won't be going to Miami alone then," Willow stated.

"Damn right I won't," I agreed.

"She needs help to deal with what happened to her and now she will get it," Elizabeth said. "Michael can be part of that help but we'll have to make sure it's under supervision."

"Hello?" a man's voice spoke from the door.

"Hi," Elizabeth said. "You must be Hanna's dad."

"Yes, I'm Congressman Peter Sanders from Oregon and this is my wife, Cindy and my daughters Gina and Hanna."

"Come on in," Willow invited them in. "I'm Willow and this is Elizabeth and Asuka and you certainly know Mike. Please have a seat."

"First of all, I want to thank you for what you've done for my daughter and everyone else in the last year," Congressman Sanders started. "You're a credit to your generation and deserving of everything they want to give you."

"Thank you Congressman, I'm just glad I was able to help," I replied.

"We want to let you know you can call on me if you ever need my help for anything," the Congressman stated. "I know you're from Canada, but a Congressman has a lot of power in the States and can do a lot of things if required."

"I appreciate the offer and will keep you in mind if something comes up," I told him.

"Good," he said, before looking at his family.

His wife Cindy took over.

"We came over, not only to thank you for what you've done, but also to see if we could get some help from you with Hanna. Things haven't been going well with Hanna and we're at our wit's end. Gina thought you might be able to help after talking things over with Hanna and then us."

I looked over Gina and Hanna. The elder blonde sister was dressed elegantly in a dress that hugged her slim figure. Both daughters took after their father in height but after their beautiful mother in looks.

"Mike, Hanna hasn't adjusted as well as we hoped, even with the best therapy money can buy," the older sister explained. "She hasn't been eating and has been very sullen and disobedient. I caught her sneaking out last weekend and she told me she was looking for a new master."

I looked at Hanna and she blushed and looked down at the table.

"I can see where that must have worried you," I said to Gina and her parents. "What does that have to do with me?"

"Hanna needs someone to tell her what to do," Mrs. Sanders explained. "She can't function yet as a normal teenager due to how they conditioned her. All three of us tried to see if she would accept one of us as a temporary master until her therapy kicks in, but other than normal parenting orders, it hasn't worked. Gina and Hanna were talking about coming here to the ceremony and Hanna mentioned how confident you were at the auction and that you looked like a real master when you inspected the ladies. Gina came up with the idea to see if Hanna would accept you as her master."

I lost my good mood when I heard that and asked, "You want me to act like those monsters? How could you think that I would do anything like that?"

"No, of course not!" Gina replied quickly. "That's why we thought of you. We know you wouldn't take advantage of any opportunities this would provide you. Hanna just needs you to give her commands so her conditioning is satisfied."

"This can't be sanctioned by your therapists," I stated.

"No, but what they're trying isn't working yet," Mr. Sanders replied.

I looked at my ladies for help.

"Michael, you have a responsibility to help her," Asuka added. "I know a bit about the conditioning they used on her. She needs someone for a little while and I think you would be perfect person to do this."

Willow and Elizabeth looked at each other and nodded.

"We agree you need to help her," Elizabeth added.

"I'm not comfortable with even pretending to be a master for a fourteen year old teen," I said. "If this got out I would be crucified if not outright arrested."

"It will never get out," Congressman Sanders spoke up. "It would only be known by the people in this room and I'll make sure you're never held responsible for anything and will never be charged. Please don't think we would ever let you get in trouble for helping Hanna out. We wouldn't be putting both our daughters in your hands if we didn't have absolute trust in you and your ladies."

"Both daughters?" I asked suspiciously.

"I would accompany Hanna to Ann Arbor on the weekends when you can't come to Washington," Gina explained.

"We can't do this over the phone?" I asked.

"From what Hanna tells us, probably not," Mrs. Sanders admitted.

I sighed and looked around at everyone before settling on Hanna.

"Hanna, I need to hear this from you," I said. "What is it that you need?"

The girl looked up and said, "I need you to take control of me."

"I'm not happy about this but I'll reserve judgement until we can talk again," I finally said, looking at the rest of the family before turning back to Hanna. "In the meantime, I expect you to start eating again and not to be looking for a master. Is that understood?"

Hanna nodded quickly and emphatically and Gina looked pleased at both my demand and Hanna's reaction.

"Ok, we've here for the entire week so we'll have to make some plans for visits to each city," Elizabeth announced.

The parents nodded and Gina spoke up, "Maybe you can stop in Washington on the way back and have a quick visit before you head to Ann Arbor."

"That's an excellent idea," Willow said. We can stop there on Saturday and go to Ann Arbor on Sunday. Could you arrange a couple of hotel rooms for us?"

"Nonsense, you'll stay at our house," Mrs. Saunders stated. "We'll have a car waiting for you at the airport once you tell us when you're arriving."

"We better exchange information so we can be in contact," Elizabeth responded.

The ladies from both sides got out their phones and the information flew across the table, even mine. I saw that Hanna put mine into her phone and she blushed when she saw me looking.

"I think we all know we need to discuss this further, but I'm afraid we're out of time," Elizabeth said. "We'll take this up next weekend but Hanna can call Mike if she needs to talk to him in the meantime."

"Thank you so much, all of you, for listening and hopefully agreeing to help Hanna through this," the Congressman said.

Everyone got up and handshakes and hugs took up another couple of minutes. Hanna was shy with me but did hug me. Gina was more enthusiastic and thanked me for having an open mind. Her hug was very up close and personal and she kissed me on the lips. They all thanked us again before leaving the room.

"Whew, that was something I never saw coming," Willow said after they were gone.

"No, that was unexpected," Elizabeth agreed. "We'll talk about it after the ceremony. For now it's time for a quick bite to eat before we all get changed. Let's get moving."

She led the way to another room where they had some sandwiches and fruit and vegetable plates waiting for us. We quickly had lunch and then went upstairs to get dressed. I got into my best black suit and the girls got into elegant dresses and helped each other fix their hair.

With a couple minutes to spare, we walked into the ballroom upstairs to find everyone waiting for us. Elizabeth led the way to the front of the room where the Royal family was waiting, the Queen standing in front.

"I thought you might have run away again, Michael," the Queen said with a smile.

The crowd chuckled as I grinned at her and replied, "Everyone kept me so busy this morning I didn't have time to worry about it, your Majesty. Maybe I should go to the restroom for a minute."

"Don't even think about it," Elizabeth warned from behind me, causing the crowd to laugh and the Queen to smile even bigger.

After the crowd settled down, the Queen put on a regal look and addressed the crowd.

"We are here this afternoon to honour Mr. Michael Stewart for his many accomplishments in the past year, many of which we heard about last night," the Queen started. "As we are all aware of Michael's extreme reluctance to accept medals or awards, we're presenting him with some keepsakes instead. First, I call Princess Beatrice and Miss Emma Watson forward."

Bea and Emma came to stand in front of me.

"For extreme valour, courage and self-sacrifice in saving Mrs. Watson and Miss Watson from an acid attack in New York, incurring severe injuries in their rescue, we would have presented Mr. Michael Stewart the Canadian Cross of Valour, the highest award for bravery Canada has," Princess Beatrice announced. "Instead, we present Michael Stewart with the keys to an Aston Martin One-77, one of the first of 77 ever made."

Emma handed me a set of keys as well as a brochure with the picture of a sleek two seater exotic car.

"Thank you, your Royal Highness and Miss Watson," I replied.

"You're most welcome," Bea replied as they both hugged and kissed me.

Prince Charles came to the front after the two ladies left and smiled down at me.

"For extreme valour, courage in the face of extreme danger and overwhelming odds while saving Marquesa Bianca and Lady Maria from an attack in Jamaica, we would have awarded Mr. Michael Stewart the George Cross, the highest non-military award for bravery Britain can award," Prince Charles announced. "Instead, we present Mr. Michael Stewart the keys to a residence on Buckingham Gate so he has a place to stay whenever he is in London. With it, he now is also a British Citizen with all the rights and privileges thereof."

"Thank you, your Royal Highness," I replied as I shook his hand and accepted a set of keys, a document stating my new dual citizenship and a folder for the house.

Prince Andrew was next up after his older brother left.

"For his help in reviving the vast business deal the Commonwealth was negotiating with Duque de Castile, the father of Marquesa Bianca, we would have presented Mr. Michael Stewart with membership in the Royal Victorian Order," the Prince stated. "Instead, we offer Michael an income tax exemption for any income earned in any Commonwealth country."

"Thank you, your Royal Highness," I said.

"You're most welcome," he replied as he presented me a document and shook my hand.

Princess Anne, Chelsea, Natalie and Mindy stepped forward next carrying several items.

"For extreme courage to enter a most dangerous environment and directly save four young women, including my daughter, the Queen's granddaughter, and also indirectly saving nine more ladies, we would have awarded another George Cross, membership in the most Noble Order of the Garter, and a Baronetcy," the Princess Royal stated. "Instead, we offer several keepsakes; a sword from King George I, a pocket watch from King Edward, a wrist watch from Queen Victoria and keys to a Royal yacht."

The ladies each gave me their gift and gave me a kiss and a hug. I thanked them and placed them with the other items on the table beside me.

The Queen came back to stand in front of me.

"There have been other times that Michael has saved someone's life," the queen said. "We heard of a two incidences in Ann Arbor from Miss Matsudo and like to acknowledge those feats of bravery. There are also two other times we know about where Michael has been attacked; one was on the day after he saved the girls in New York when he fought off five men bent on vengeance and kidnap. Two days later he again risked his life for two other women and saved not only them, but potentially many others from a massive explosion. Each of these incidences would have us award Michael with a George Cross, the Cross of Valour and membership in one of the Orders. Frankly we would have run out of medals or memberships if he was willing to accept them. As Michael has resisted all attempts for us to reward him with honours or medals, we have had to come up with a novel way to show our appreciation, hence the keepsakes and gifts. He was reluctant to accept those, except for the income tax exemption."

She stopped talking for a few seconds as the crowd chuckled.

"As all of us will undoubtedly agree, what we have given Mr. Stewart is insufficient to repay him for his efforts on behalf of our family members," she continued. "He already has the gratitude and friendship of the Crown, the entire Royal Family and the nations of the Commonwealth. The families here in this room will all ensure that any of his financial needs are met even though he will likely never need our assistance. So what can we do to properly reward him in a manner that he will accept? The Princess Royal came up with an idea and my family has all agreed."

"Excuse me your Majesty; don't you think you should run it by me before you announce it to everyone?" I asked quietly.

"Michael, hush," the Queen replied. "You had your time to run away and didn't take it."

The audience chuckled as I shook my head.

"Michael, each of the families in this room now consider you part of their family and we have all agreed to watch over you and your current family and all of your descendents from now on without fail," the Queen announced. "I charge my descendants to continue this and so will the heads of the families here today. You and your family will be included in all family and ceremonial events as if you and your cousins were my grandchildren. For what you have done for all of the people in this room, this is the least we can do for you and your family. The other heads of the families here undoubtedly will tell you in their own words what you mean to them but for my family, I thank you for your courage, fortitude, bravery and self-sacrifice in the face of extreme danger on so many occasions. I promise we will do our utmost to ensure your family is well looked after for generations to come."

I was overwhelmed for a few seconds thinking about what she had said and then tried to find the words to respond.

"Your Majesty, on behalf of my family, both present and future, I am very grateful to you, your family and all the families here for such a grand undertaking," I said. "I am deeply honoured to be a part of all of your families and consider this by far the greatest gift I will ever receive. Your friendship and concern for our wellbeing will be treasured by me and my family and we will return it by caring and watching out for our new families as well. I seem to have gained a lot of female cousins that I'll have to start screening their dates for their worthiness."

That got me a few chuckles from the males in the room while the girls in the room muttered under their breath.

"To everyone here, I would just like to say thank you for attending this weekend and showing your support and care," I continued as I turned to address the audience. "I thank everyone for their gifts; no matter if it was a simple hug or handshake, or something extra. I will cherish the time we spent together as much as the gifts and I hope to see everyone as often as time permits. Please don't hesitate to call me if you ever need my help or just need a friendly, caring ear to talk to. Thank you very much, all of you."

Everyone got up and started clapping and I felt silly standing in front of them. It took them a minute to settle down.

The Queen spoke up, saying, "This concludes our ceremony. There are refreshments in the back and you are all welcome to stay so we can continue to get to know each other better. My sons and daughter would like to talk particulars with any family that would like to be more involved in our new initiative, no matter in what capacity you think you can contribute. For those heading home, we thank you for coming and hope to see you again soon."

She smiled and then turned to me after the crowd started mingling.

"This wasn't just words for the audience Michael," she said quietly. "We want you to visit as often as you can, especially when we have private family gatherings. You and your ladies as well as your Aunt, Uncle and cousins are always welcome. My family will make sure your family is always safe, secure and well taken care of."

"Thank you, Your Majesty, I'm very grateful for such an honour and I appreciate you looking after my family," I replied. "I promise to attend as often as my schedule permits."

"Good, I'm glad we could agree on something," she replied with a smile. "We'll have dinner later in the week when you and your ladies have some time. Enjoy the house and I hope you find the time to have some fun here in London."

"I'm looking forward to our dinner and I'm sure we'll have fun," I said. "Thank you for all of the gifts and for the entire weekend, Your Majesty."

"Michael, you can call me Ma'am in public," she chided me. "Now, I'd like to see your cousins before the Duke and I retire."

"Certainly, Ma'am," I replied and waved Aunt Nancy and her family over.

Princess Anne and her daughter and new charges came over with a chair for the Queen and soon everyone was talking. The Queen assured Aunt Nancy that she and her family was included in their plan for my family and that Princess Anne, her daughter and newly adopted daughters were going to take special interest in her family.

Everyone came around to see me and I shook many hands and got hugs and kisses from the women. Most of the families insisted on being included in the Queen's plan and told me directly and also talked to members of the Royal family.

"Michael, we already consider you part of the family but we'll discuss things with the Royal family so we don't overlap," the Duke de Castile said when it was his turn.

"Thank you Duke Alphonso," I replied. "The girls are planning a visit to Ann Arbor and I'm sure we'll reciprocate with one to Spain so I hope to see you there soon."

"That's good to hear," he responded. "We have some gifts for you as well, but the main one is not ready yet."

"You didn't have to do that, Duke," I said. "Your friendship is more than enough."

"I can't be shown up by everyone else here," he said with a smile. "We want you to know how important you are to us. Bianca is very insistent and will probably come to Ann Arbor by herself to see you and your ladies."

I looked around to see Bianca talking with Elizabeth and they both smiled at me. I grinned back and they both rolled their eyes at me.

"You have many people who care for you very much," the Duke said quietly. "Many of these young ladies are smitten with you and their parents are very grateful. You are an amazing young man and I'm happy to have you as part of our family."

He gave me a hug and we shook hands before he moved to go talk to Prince Andrew.

It was another hour before I saw everyone and wished them a good trip back. The Queen and Prince Philip had long left the room as did Prince Charles and his wife. Finally I was standing with my ladies, Rach and Crystal, Emma and Bea, the three models Barb, Trisha and Molly, and Katie, Stacey and Lady Paige.

"Alright, we have to get Rach and Crystal moved to their hotel where the Calvin Klein team is staying and also let Michael and his ladies into his new house," Lady Paige stated.

"Emma and I will help Michael and his ladies get into the house if you would arrange for transportation of the others to their hotel," Princess Bea offered.

"Now don't forget I'm speaking at the school tomorrow morning so I won't be back here until ten or later," I reminded Katie.

"No problem, we'll have our experienced models work with our three band members for the morning," Katie replied.

"Ok, good," I said. "Who is taking care of transportation for everyone?"

"I'm handling the band and the models with Lady Paige's assistance," Stacey answered.

"Security?" I asked next.

"General Atkinson will provide security for everyone," Bea answered. "If you split up, more will be assigned to individuals as long as you give us advance notice. For example, we're not sure what Elizabeth and Asuka will do while Willow and you will be modeling. The Queen has made it clear that you and your ladies are to be treated as part of the Royal family so each of you get personal protection."

"I appreciate the extra effort and we'll give you as much notice as we can," I responded. "I think that's about it for now. I'll gather up the gifts and we can head up to our rooms to pack."

"Packing has already been done and everything but the gifts is already at the house or at the hotel for Rach and Crystal," Lady Paige informed us. "I have transportation waiting for the hotel group if you wish to leave now."

We gave the ladies hugs and kisses before they followed Paige out of the room.

"Ok, let's all grab something from the table and we'll take a walk to your new house," Princess Bea suggested. "Michael, you can carry the sword."

Bea pulled out her cell and told someone to meet us at the south entrance while Emma and my trio grabbed the rest of the gifts. I picked up the sword and we followed Bea through the palace until we met up with a security team. It was a three person team, with two women and a man, all dressed in casual wear.

"Your Royal Highness, I'm Mark and this is Steph and Cathy, we'll be your escort to Mr. Stewart's residence and we'll stay on site to escort you back here when you wish to return."

"Thank you Mark, we're ready to go," Bea replied. "It's just down on Buckingham Gate at number 29."

"Yes Ma'am," Mark replied and had Steph take point.

Elizabeth and I followed her and then Cathy and Bea, Asuka and Willow with Emma and Mark taking up the rear. We crossed the street and went left to the corner and followed the street around the corner. There were old but well kept four to six storey apartment buildings with stores or offices on the main floor. Most had openings to show a window on the basement floor below street level. When we got to #29 we found a narrow four storey building nestled between two large apartment buildings. The building was maybe two rooms wide and had an opening protected by an iron railing to let light into the window of the basement floor. The building was modern, built probably in the last ten years if the style and materials were any indication. It had a blue door tucked inside an angled entrance and flowers lined the bases of the modern windows on each floor.

"This isn't a house, it's an apartment building," I protested to the Princess.

She laughed and replied, "It could be an apartment building but it's not that wide. It's pretty deep though so there are three floors of bedrooms plus the main floor and basement. The garage is in the back. Let's go in and I'll show you around."

Bea picked out the correct set of keys and unlocked the front door. Pulling out a card from the folder, she quickly punched in a code to the alarm and we heard the alarm beep when it was accepted. After handing me the keys and the folder, she led the way into the foyer and started the tour.

"Ok, foyer with closet, dining room to the right, sitting room to the left," she began. "Why don't you put that stuff in the sitting room for now?"

We placed our items on a table and looked at the first two rooms. Both the sitting room and dining room were fully furnished with elegant antique furniture to match the dark hardwood floors and crystal chandeliers. Moving down the hall we saw a fully furnished entertainment room on one side and an office on the other, with two desks and walls lined with bookshelves, mostly full with all sorts of hardcovers.

"Who does all this stuff belong too?" I asked, looking at the books and the high powered computer desktops and large monitors.

"It's all yours," Bea replied with a grin. "We've been decorating and furnishing it for the last couple of months, Princess Anne, Chelsea, the girls and I."

"Wow, I never expected all of this!" I exclaimed. "It's fantastic. Thanks for doing all of this, Bea."

"You're very welcome," she said. "Let's move on, shall we?"

I nodded and followed her down the narrow hall.

"Ok, kitchen on the right, and bathroom on the left," she said.

The girls oohed and aahed over the stainless steel appliances and the large countertops and island in the middle. There was a pantry farther back that butted up against the back wall of the house. On the other side of the hall were stairways to the basement and to the second floor.

"Ok, downstairs is the laundry room, exercise room, sauna, hot tub, another bathroom with a shower, plus another couple of rooms," Bea said. "I'll let you explore that later. Let's go upstairs."

We took the stairs up to the second floor and there were four bedrooms with two attached bathrooms between them. The two on one side were decorated for men and the two on the other side were for women. There were king sized beds in the men's room while the women's room had queen sized canopy beds.

"Very nice," Willow said of the rooms.

"We wanted to vary the schemes for them so each of us did a bedroom on this floor," Bea told us as she led the way up to the third floor.

On the third floor there were two kid's room, one in frilly pink and the other in blue. There was an adult bedroom in neutral colours. There were two bathrooms plus the fourth bedroom was converted into a playroom with a large screen TV plus all sorts of toys.

"For Aunt Nancy and her family?" I asked.

"For now and for your own kids down the road," Bea answered.

That was very thoughtful," I said as the girls looked through the kid's rooms.

The fourth floor had two more neutral bedrooms, one bathroom and a large room left empty.

"We left this big one empty so you can decide what to do with it," Bea explained.

I nodded and we went back down the stairs. I wanted to see the basement and the girls followed. There were a large washer and dryer along with a clothes folding table in the utility room. The exercise room had the heavy duty equipment that I needed plus a couple bikes and an elliptical. Going through a door at the end of the room, we found a change room and then the sauna and hot tub. A bathroom was attached to that room. Across the hall there was a couple of storage rooms, an empty carpeted room plus two small bedrooms.

"These bedrooms are for any staff you might have," Bea explained. "Ok, let's go explore the garage."

Emma and Bea exchanged a look just before Bea opened the door.

"Whoa," I said, staring at the gun metal grey sports car.

"You like?" Emma asked.

"This is some car," I said, walking around the two seater exotic coupe.

"They only made seventy-seven of them," Emma said. "It's got a V12 in it but it's really light so it goes real fast. It's the fastest Austin Martin ever made."

"You seem to know a lot about this car," I said with a smile.

"Michael, Emma paid for this car by herself," Bea told me. "Since they only made seventy-seven of them, it was very expensive."

"Emma, thank you so much for this, but you know you didn't have to do this," I said.

"Yes I did," she replied emphatically. "I haven't been very nice to you and I wanted to show you how much you mean to me."

I went over to her and pulled her into a hug.

"Silly woman, I knew that last night without buying an expensive car," I said as she squeezed me tight. "But, since you did, I suppose I could get used to driving it. It is a fantastic car. Thank you very much Emma."

"You're very welcome, Michael," she said as her smiled beamed up at me. "I'm glad you like it. Now, Bea and Genie went in with William and Harry on the Range Rover so you would have something to carry all your ladies in."

"Bea, thank you so much, and please convey my thanks to your sister and cousins," I said as I turned to thank the Princess.

"You're very welcome Michael, I hope you get lots of use out of it," she replied.

The girls looked inside both vehicles while Bea let me know they were both fully ensured and ready to drive.

"I'll need to practice driving on the wrong side of the road before I try and drive over here," I said.

"We'll get you some practice before the week is out," Emma responded.

We went back inside and Bea said she had to go back to the Palace.

"You can't stay and have supper with us?" Willow asked. "We'd love to have you stay."

"Thanks Willow, but I have to write a speech for tomorrow morning, just like Michael has to," Bea replied. "Dad will pick you up at eight so be ready in a nice suit, Michael."

"I was hoping everyone would forget about that," I responded.

"No, and the kids would be so disappointed if you skipped out on them," she added.

"Alright, I better start working on it," I said. "We'll see you tomorrow, right?"

"Of course, I'll stop by the photo shoot later in the day," she said before she got hugs and kisses.

Bea went back to the palace with the security detail and we went upstairs to change. Emma came up with us and went into Willow's room as each girl took a room while I took the room overlooking the street in front.

I didn't take long to get into some shorts and a tee shirt and told the girls, who were all now gathered in Willow's room, that I was going to work in the study on the main floor. I booted up the computer on one of the desks and started to jot some ideas down.

I was industriously working away at the speech an hour later when the four of them showed up outside the door. I looked up to see them dressed in Michigan jerseys that just came down to mid-thigh, if that. They were all carrying towels and water bottles.

"How is the speech going?" Elizabeth asked.

"Slow, this isn't my strong suit," I replied. "What mischief are you four getting into?"

"We're going to try out the sauna and hot tub," Willow answered. "Care to join us?"

"I really need to get this done or I'll look like a stammering idiot in the morning," I responded.

"Come down as soon as you can," Asuka instructed. "You need to relax after the weekend you just had."

"I'll do that," I promised.

"I can help you with it afterwards if you like," Emma offered. "I've done a few of those speeches in the past."

"I'll take any help you can provide," I replied. "Enjoy your sauna."

"We brought a towel and your swimsuit, so just come on down when you've had enough," Elizabeth told me. "We all have new swimsuits on so don't be too long."

They all grinned at me before leaving me to my speech. It took me a minute to get back to my writing as I imagined what the four looked like downstairs. That got me motivated enough to get moving faster. Twenty minutes later I saved my work, printed out a copy and then powered down the computer. I took the stairs down to the basement and found the four submerged up to their necks in the hot tub. With the jets going, it was hard to see what they were wearing.

"Michael, that was quick," Asuka observed.

"I was properly motivated to get done quickly," I replied with a grin.

"We thought that might get you down here faster," Elizabeth noted. "Come on in, it feels great in here."

I grabbed my swimsuit and went into the change room to quickly put it on. I slipped into the very warm water when I came back and found a seat.

"Michael, you're even bigger than what I remember," Emma said.

The girls all giggled and Willow said, "Wait until he gets excited!"

Emma blushed brightly as she stammered out, "I meant his body!"

"Oh, that's bigger too," Asuka responded. "He had to get bigger for the Olympic camp. Luckily he's kept his reaction speed up."

I rested my arms on the edges of the tub and finally relaxed with a sigh.

"It's been a long week for you, hasn't it?" Emma commented as she watched me.

"It's certainly has," I agreed. "I've done a lot of traveling; played a lot of hockey and talked to a lot of people. I'm glad the ceremony is over so people can stop thanking me and we can just spend time together when we get the chance. That's goes for you as well."

"Fine, no more thanks for you," she said with a grin.

I rolled my eyes and stretched out my legs. The hot tub was big, at least twelve feet across, with seating for eight.

"How was the sauna?" I asked.

"It was great," Elizabeth replied. "It's big enough for all of us, including you. We're going to have a great time here this week."

"I hope so," I responded and closed my eyes before dunking my head underwater.

I came up and slicked my hair back and dried off my eyes. I closed my eyes and rested my head on the edge and vegged. The girls were quiet for a bit but that didn't last.

"Michael, you have to pay some attention to us," Willow said, moving over to poke me in the ribs.

"I thought we were going to relax," I protested as I opened my eyes to frown at her.

"You're in a hot tub with four beautiful women and you want to sleep?" she asked.

"I wasn't sleeping, just relaxing," I told her. "Besides, you're all hiding your new suits from me."

The four of them sat up and showed me their bikini tops of four different colours. The tops were very skimpy and I openly leered at each of them.

"I see he hasn't matured all that much," Emma observed with a grin.

"He's easily distracted," Elizabeth agreed.

"You're all very beautiful; I'd have to be dead not to stare," I defended myself.

"It's ok Michael, if we didn't want you to look we would be wearing burkas," Willow stated.

I grinned and kept my eyes open as the girls talked about the house and what next week would bring.

"So Emma, what did you want you want to talk about?" Elizabeth asked.

"Oh, I just wanted to see if I could visit you guys in Ann Arbor once I'm settled in in Providence," she asked. "I'd love to have you guys visit me there as well."

"Of course you can visit us," Willow said, "and we'll visit you in Providence."

"That's good to hear," Emma responded. "I would like it if we can all be closer. I know I really screwed up in May so I would like to try to begin to make amends and hopefully at least be friends with all of you."

"Emma, you're still our friend," I said. "You've apologized, I've apologized, it's time to move on and forget about the past. I can't promise that I can visit often but you're welcome in Ann Arbor. I can't speak for these three but I have no issues with you coming."

"I'm so glad to hear that," Emma responded with a smile before looking at the girls. "Willow said she was ok with it, but I'd like to hear it from Asuka and Elizabeth as well. I don't want to step on any toes if you don't want me around."

"I have no problem with you visiting or visiting you," Asuka spoke up. "I wasn't happy with how you two ended things but now you've apologized to each other I'm ok with renewing our friendship."

Emma smiled at her and then looked at Elizabeth.

"I'm ok with both as well," Elizabeth said. "We really don't need to include Mike in either activity."

She grinned at me as I reached to jab her in the ribs.

"Thank you all for being so nice about it," Emma said. "Between you four and Barb and Trisha in New York, you're the only people I'll know in the States."

"You're going to be our only famous movie star friend so we're even," Willow responded with a grin.

The girls talked about Emma's acting for a bit while I appreciated their cleavage in their skimpy bikini tops. Emma looked like she had lost a bit of weight and was looking very svelte and sexy in her short hair. She caught me looking more than once and just adjusted her posture to let me see her cleavage.

Willow caught me looking at Emma and my three ladies and also saw what Emma did to help my view. Willow copied her efforts and I soon had a great view of her charms as well.

"Are you ogling our guest?" Elizabeth asked.

"I'm ogling all four of you," I answered with a grin. "Now if I can get you all to stand up I'll really show you ogling."

"You're incorrigible," she complained. "I'm sure Emma doesn't appreciate being stared at like that."

"Oh, I think the four of you dressed in those suits to tempt me into looking," I responded with an eyebrow wiggle. "Believe me; I'm very tempted because you're all very gorgeous."

"You're a goof," Willow stated. "Maybe you should just close your eyes."

"If you insist," I said with a sigh as I closed my eyes and settled back down in the water.

I heard them giggling but kept my eyes shut, even when I felt someone close in front of me. I felt someone sit on me and then give me a kiss. I kissed her back and held her by her slim hips. The woman put her arms around me and deepened the kiss. She moved up close and pushed her body up against mine. It felt like Willow but I wasn't sure so I finally opened my eyes to see Asuka sitting on me.

"Hi there gorgeous," I said with a grin.

"Hello handsome," she replied with a smile. "Did you know it was me?"

"I wasn't sure," I admitted. "All of you are pretty similar in body shape and weight. You feel and look fantastic."

I took advantage of her proximity to find out how skimpy her bikini bottoms were. From what I could feel, they were tied with strings and didn't cover much.

"Ok, close your eyes again and we'll see how well you know us," Willow instructed.

"Don't be mad if I get it wrong," I said as I let Asuka go.

"We'll be very mad if you don't know your girlfriends by now," Elizabeth retorted.

I rolled my eyes before shutting them and relaxing again. I heard movement from all sides and then whispers across the tub. After a minute one of them sat down and I put my hands on her hips while she scooted up and kissed me. Once she put her tongue in my mouth I knew it was Elizabeth. I let her kiss me for a bit and checked out her body underwater.

"I think you're Elizabeth," I said when she stopped kissing me.

She had a grin on her face when I opened her eyes and asked, "How did you know?"

"You do a nice little twirl with your tongue," I answered. "It's very unique."

"You like?" she asked.

"Oh yeah," I said.

She gave me a light kiss before sliding off my lap.

"Ok, eyes closed," Willow commanded.

I closed my eyes while grinning. I suspected that someone else other than Willow would be next even though it was her turn. A few seconds later one of them sat on my lap and I explored her hips and waist. She kissed me gently to start and then slipped her tongue in. I enjoyed twisting our tongues around our mouths while caressing her body. It lasted a bit longer than usual but I didn't mind. I thought it might be Willow but something didn't jive. I had a suspicion but I wasn't going to say it out loud in case I was wrong and I hurt someone's feeling.

Finally the girl stopped kissing and Elizabeth asked who I thought it was.

"I'm not positive but I'll guess Willow," I said.

I opened up to find Emma sitting on my lap with a big grin.

"You cheated!" I said with a fake frown as I had thought it might be her.

"We never said it would be just us three," Elizabeth responded as they all grinned at me.

"Well, I guess you didn't," I agreed as I still held Emma by her hips. "You certainly fooled me with that kiss."

"I couldn't just give you a little one or you would know right away," Emma explained with a smile. "I hope you don't mind me kissing you?"

"I don't and I guess these three don't either," I replied, looking my ladies.

"Of course not or we wouldn't have let her," Asuka spoke up. "It's not as if you two haven't done that before."

"True," I agreed.

Emma kissed me on the lips one more time before she stood up rather than sliding down into the water. I looked at her lovely body in the very skimpy bikini as she walked back to her seat with a bit of a smirk.

"I think Willow should just come over here to get her kiss," I suggested with a leer at the sexy blonde.

"I think that's a very good idea," she replied with a grin as she moved onto my lap.

Willow wrapped her arms around me and proceeded to thoroughly check out my tonsils while I determined her swimsuit was also very tiny. She made sure to grind her bottom on my growing erection until the others got tired of watching.

"Ahem, we have a guest," Elizabeth reminded us.

"And she already had her turn," Willow responded primly.

"Yes, but she wasn't trying to hump him right in front of us," Elizabeth said.

"Well that's her fault, we gave her permission and she didn't take advantage of the situation," Willow retorted with a grin.

"She has a bit more decorum than that," Asuka noted.

"Her loss then," Willow stated as she smirked at Emma before kissing me again while making sure to exaggerate her grinding motion.

"Willow!" Elizabeth practically shouted.

"Are you telling me that none of you would be over here in a flash if I got off of Mike and you knew what state he was in?" Willow asked as she slipped off of me. "He enjoyed it as much as I did."

"He's a guy, of course he enjoyed it," Elizabeth retorted.

"We've all done things in front of each other before, what's the big deal?" Willow asked as she sat down.

"Emma hasn't," Asuka reminded her.

"But she's done things with him before so it's not a big deal," Willow said. "Oh well, if you three want to waste a perfectly wonderfully aroused Mike, it's your call."

I just shook my shoulders when the others looked at me.

"Don't look at me, you ladies started this, not me," I defended myself. "I'm just going to sit here and relax."

I closed my eyes again and ignored them as they moved about and started whispering. They were acting a bit strange I thought but they usually had my best interests at heart so I wasn't too concerned. After a few minutes I heard them getting out so I opened my eyes.

"We're going to talk some more upstairs and order in some food," Elizabeth said when she saw me looking at them. "Why don't you relax here for a bit and we'll come get you when the food is ready."

"Ok, anything I need to know about?" I asked.

"No, we're just working some things out," she said calmly.

"Alright, I might get out soon and check out the weight room," I told her as I looked around at the others.

They all smiled at me so I knew I wasn't in trouble, at least not yet. I watched as they gathered up their towels and their jerseys before leaving the room, looking very sexy in their tiny bikinis. I wondered what was up but I realized I couldn't begin to fathom the reasoning of one woman, let alone four.

I got out of the tub and let it drain after shutting off the jets. I dried off and got back into my clothes before going into the weight room. I spent the next half hour setting each piece of equipment to the proper settings to work for my height and size. It was nice to have the proper equipment to use right in my own basement and made myself a note to make sure the next house I bought in Michigan would have a fully equipped weight room as well.

I did a set on each machine before taking a quick shower in the bathroom next door. I was drying off when Willow came down to get me.

"Don't put on those sweaty clothes again," she said when I started to put them on. "Just go on up and get some new ones."

"We have a guest," I reminded her as I wrapped the towel around my waist.

"She's seen all of you before," Willow reminded me. "Leave the clothes in the laundry room and we'll do a load with the swimsuits and towels later."

"Yes Ma'am," I said.

We went up the stairs to the main floor and I continued on to the second floor where I quickly got dressed. Joining the girls down in the sitting room, I found them discussing what to order in for supper.

"Chinese sound good Michael?" Asuka asked.

"Sure, if everyone else is ok with it," I replied as I sat down.

"Everyone else has agreed," Willow assured me. "We'll put the order in now then."

"I'll come help in case they need directions," Emma volunteered.

They were back in a couple minutes and told us the food would be here in half an hour.

"Thanks ladies," I replied.

"You're welcome," Emma said with a smile.

"So what's on the agenda tomorrow for everyone?" I asked. "I have the speech after Asuka and I go to the barracks in the morning and then I'll meet up with Willow at the palace for the photo shoot. What are you two going to do?"

"We haven't decided yet, maybe do a tour of London so Asuka gets to see some of the attractions," Elizabeth replied.

"That sounds like fun," Asuka said with a smile at Elizabeth. "That is if Willow and Michael don't mind us not being at the palace with them."

"Of course we don't mind, you two deserve to have some fun," Willow answered quickly. "It would be pretty boring for you to watch us all day."

"Then that's what we'll do," Elizabeth stated.

"I'm not doing anything tomorrow," Emma stated, "would the two of you like a homegrown guide or would you rather be on your own?"

"A guide would be nice," Elizabeth said, looking at Asuka, who nodded. "Thanks Emma for volunteering."

"No problem, I want to spend some time with all of you to get to know you better," she replied. "Just tell me if I'm being a pest and I'll back off."

"Don't worry, we will," I said with a grin.

"You don't count," Emma replied as she stuck out her tongue. "You're stuck with me. These three, however, get to determine how much time they wish to spend with me or how much I can spend with you."

"That's true, so you better be nice to us," Willow stated with a grin.

The girls all laughed and everything seemed fine to me. I kept quiet as the girls chatted about the tour tomorrow and about what else they could all do together. The food came and the conversation continued to flow easily in the dining room as we ate. They talked about school, acting, music, engineering and even martial arts to keep everyone in on the conversation. I put in my two cents when asked but mostly enjoyed listening to four highly intelligent women conversing on topics they were experts in. It blew away my notion of women sitting around a table gossiping about guys or the latest in reality television or discussing what makeup and clothes to wear.

Everyone pitched in to help clear the table and wash the dishes, including Emma. The girls found a bottle of white wine in the fridge and they all had a glass as we moved to the entertainment room. They perused the selection of DVDs and Blu-ray's and selected a romantic comedy for us to watch. Elizabeth and Asuka were my bookends on one couch while Emma and Willow took the loveseat.

The movie was ok but a little too sappy for my tastes. The girls seemed to be enjoying it so I closed my eyes and promptly fell asleep. They actually let me sleep until they took an intermission to get some drinks and snacks. Asuka jabbed me in the ribs to get me to wake up.

I got up to help and was turned into a waiter and shuffled food and drink from the kitchen while they prepared the popcorn in the microwave. When we were all back in the entertainment room, I found myself bracketed by Willow and Emma this time. They snuggled in close and then started the movie. Everyone crunched the popcorn while the inept protagonist tried to win the affections of the out of his league girl.

All four girls had on shorts and tank tops and the two on either side of me made sure that their bare arms and legs rubbed up against me. It was distracting but in a nice way as I didn't have to concentrate on the movie.

The movie was thankfully only just over ninety minutes long so I didn't have to sit through much more of the silly movie. While I enjoyed the company, their movements were beginning to get a rise out of me. Luckily I had the popcorn bowl in a strategic location when the lights came up.

"So Michael, how did you like the movie?" Willow asked.

"It really wasn't my cup of tea but hopefully you four enjoyed it," I replied.

"It really wasn't that good," Emma admitted. "I enjoyed the company though."

"Ditto," Willow added.

"Well, I should be heading home," Emma said as we got up.

"How are you getting there?" Asuka asked. "It's getting late."

"Oh, I'll just call for a taxi," Emma replied.

"Why don't you just stay here tonight?" Willow suggested. "There are lots of extra bedrooms and we can loan you some clothes. That way you can get started early with Elizabeth and Asuka in the morning, rather than fight the traffic to get here."

"I don't want to impose," Emma replied. "We just got back to talking to each other; I don't want to push things."

"Nonsense, it makes perfect sense for you to stay over," Asuka stated, "unless you're uncomfortable, that is."

"Of course not," Emma responded. "I just don't want to wear my welcome out."

Willow and Asuka looked at Elizabeth who shrugged and said, "I'm ok with it if Mike is."

"I don't mind you staying Emma, let's just keep things uncomplicated this week, ok?" I asked.

"Sure, no problem Mike," she agreed.

"Ok, It's been a long day and we have to get up early so I'm going to head to bed," I announced. "Anyone else tired?"

The girls all agreed and we trooped upstairs after checking that the doors were locked.

I got changed into some shorts and a tee shirt and then went to brush my teeth. After using the toilet, I slipped into bed and set the alarm before waiting to see what the women decided the sleeping arrangements would be. I closed my eyes to rest while I waited and thought about having Emma back in my life. While I was happy we were talking again, I didn't want her to cause problems within our group. I fell asleep before any of them joined me in the big bed.



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Chapter 5


It felt good to be back on the ice after over a week away. I had needed a break from hockey but it was long enough. It was Monday, September seventh, 2009; Labor Day in North America, and the day before the start of my sophomore year at the University of Michigan. The girls were still sleeping when I left the condo at five and the nets were waiting for me to drag onto the ice when I was ready.

We had arrived home from Washington on Sunday afternoon and spent the rest of the day doing laundry after unpacking our suitcases. I put some of the gifts on display in the condo while others went in the hidden safe. After a simple supper, we went to bed early to try to get ourselves turned around back to Michigan time.

As I skated and shot on either net, I thought about the week we spent in London after the ceremony. It seemed we were busy every second of the day the entire week we were there. Modeling took up most of the time for me and the three band members. We had the help from the trio of Barb, Trisha and Molly to assist the three band members in their posing. They also made it their goal for the week to drive me crazy as they took the directive from Katie to raise the risqué factor very seriously. As their outfits got progressively skimpier, their body positioning for the right pose seemed to entail lots of extra movement and contact with me before the pose was perfect.

My trio seemed to enjoy my discomfort and certainly didn't discourage the models from their evil ways. When we finally finished up on Friday, my three ladies persuaded the other three to visit us in Ann Arbor soon and suggested that Molly live in our English house as caretaker when she was in London. The redheaded beauty quickly agreed and informed us that she would be visiting Barb and Trisha in New York as well as us in Ann Arbor in the coming weeks.

Asuka and I visited the barracks a couple more times to spar with anyone that wished it. We both took on two soldiers at once on our second day which presented a challenge for me but not much of one for her. Once the competition was deemed by Asuka not to be sufficient, we just worked out using the equipment downstairs in our new house and sparred in the empty room across the hall.

Emma and the girls got very close during the two days we had with her. The actress spent Monday showing Asuka and Elizabeth around and then Willow spent the evening getting to know her. Monday night we met up with Princess Beatrice at the club and they all insisted on dancing with me on the infrequent slow dances. Tuesday morning Emma and the Princess took Elizabeth and Asuka to a private track where they all drove the Aston Martin One-77. That evening we stayed in and spent the time after supper talking.

Each of the girls spent a night alone with Emma in one of the bedrooms but none of them ever let me know what went on. The Wednesday morning send-off of Emma to the airport was sad for everyone but there were promises of visits to both Providence and Ann Arbour. Emma gave each of us a big hug and kiss before driving away.

Wednesday night we dined with the Queen in a small dining room in her suite. We had an interesting talk about the future and she drew out what I had planned with my AI project. She made me promise to include Prince Andrew and his team in the planning of the project along with the Duke and the others. I agreed that everyone I had gotten together on the weekend would have a part in the start-up as long as everyone got along.

We flew to Washington on Saturday morning and were picked up at the airport by a private limo that drove us to the Sander's house. After being shown to the two bedrooms they had prepared for us, we freshened up and then were taken on a tour of the city by the whole family. During the tour, we had individual conversations with the family, discussing Hanna's progress for the week. It appeared that she was much better, eating and helping out with the chores.

There was another discussion held after eating Italian take-out around their big dining room table Saturday evening. The women, my three and their three, continued the conversation while the Congressman and I sat on the porch and considered the relative chances the Washington Capitals and the Detroit Red Wings had this year. We were out there for an hour before they came and got us. They never told us what the results were but just led us to the living room where they had a movie already to play. Hanna sat on one side of me while Asuka sat on the other. They handed me a bowl of popcorn and placed a pop in front of me just before the movie was started. Of course it was a romantic comedy and both ladies snuggled up close. Hanna grabbed my hand and held it while resting her head on my shoulder during the movie.

When the movie ended we found Hanna asleep on my shoulder. I eased her off my shoulder and picked her up before carrying her upstairs to my bedroom. She woke up as I placed her down on her bed and gave her a kiss on her forehead.

"Good night Hanna, I'll see you in the morning," I told her.

"Good night Mike," she replied with a smile.

We wished the rest of the family goodnight and Asuka joined me in bed.

"You did very well with Hanna, Michael," she said as she slid in beside me. "We're going to take things real slow with her and see if we can forgo her associating you as her master. We're hoping to have you develop into something like an older brother or older friend rather than a boyfriend or master. She had a good session with her therapist this week and they discussed how to use you to help her. So, for now, don't be anything other than an older friend; don't give her commands or get too affectionate."

"That I can do," I said with relief. "I wasn't looking forward to doing anything else."

"Now, her sister on the other hand, would like to be more than just a chaperone when you visit here or the two of them visit us," she informed me with a grin that I could see in the darkness by her shiny teeth.

"And I hope the three of you nipped that in the bud right away," I replied.

"Well, Elizabeth and Willow might be nipping her in the butt right about now," Asuka responded with a giggle.

I groaned into the pillow.

"Please tell me you're kidding," I finally said. "Don't you think we have enough women begging to join us?"

"Relax, we let her down gently and said no," Asuka told me. "Between the models and Emma, you already have a girl for every day of the week. Where would we put anyone else?"

"Asuka!" I growled.

"They all have feelings for you and so do you for them," she explained. "We all know that you would be with any of them if you weren't with us."

"What might have happened is irrelevant; I'm with you three and you're more than plenty for me," I replied. "We'll just have to be friends."

"Not many men would turn down the opportunity to be with women of such beauty and fame," Asuka observed.

"I have three beautiful and very intelligent women already," I told her. "Now, let's drop the subject and get some sleep. I'm going to fall asleep on you in a minute."

She snuggled up beside me and was asleep before I was. In the morning we were treated to a Sunday brunch before we flew back home.

Now, back on the ice, I thought more about the women in my life as I continued to do some skating and shooting drills. I was surprised that my trio wanted to add the modelling trio and Emma. While all of them were beautiful and intelligent, I really didn't want a harem, even if was supposed to be every man's dream. While I did lust after all of them, especially Molly for some reason, I didn't love them like I did my trio. Geography would play a big part in what happened so I wasn't too worried. I finished up my practice and made a decision to just wait and see what came out of my trio's plans.

I worked out in the weight room before having a shower and heading back to the condo. Once there, I turned on the coffee maker and then made some breakfast for everyone. I went in to wake them up and told them breakfast and coffee were ready before going back to the kitchen to get everything onto the dining room table.

Asuka came out first and gave me a kiss before sitting down with a leg underneath of her. She was wearing just a short gown and she smiled when she saw me checking her out.

"I love how you look at me; it makes me feel wanted," she told me.

"I'll always desire you," I told her. "Now fill up your plate before everything gets cold."

The other two came out wearing similar gowns and immediately poured some coffee and took a sip before acknowledging my presence. I was long used to their ways and just got busy making an egg and bacon sandwich on a piece of toast.

"Michael, this looks good," Willow complimented me as she reached for some toast. "You're becoming quite the cook."

"Well, it's really not that hard to make breakfast," I replied. "So what's on the agenda today?"

"The band has a practice today and then we'll be packing up the equipment so they can drive it up to Toronto," Willow informed us. "We head up Wednesday afternoon and start the media blitz on Thursday before the CD debut on Friday and the concert Saturday night. Then it's off to Ottawa, Montreal, Quebec City and then the east coast."

"We're sure going to miss you around here," I said. "We'll be up there for the concert and maybe for the CD release. We'll have to let Aunt Nancy know where and when the concert is."

"I already took care of that," Elizabeth piped up. "They have special seats already reserved and backstage passes will be waiting for them at the door."

"Thanks for doing that," I replied. "What else is going on today?"

"I'm going to head back to Lansing this afternoon to get ready for school tomorrow," Elizabeth informed us. "I need to get started on my reading or I'll fall behind quickly."

"I need to do that as well," I admitted.

"I'm going to head over to Mitsy's and see what the state of affairs is," Asuka added.

"It seems like our lives are going to get busy again," I noted. "Let's make sure we make some time to be together when our schedules permit it."

"For sure," Elizabeth agreed. "Willow is going to have to fly back to get her Michael fix every few weeks or she'll go batty."

"I won't be coming back just to see Michael," Willow stated, looking at Elizabeth and Asuka.

They smiled back at her and nodded in agreement. We finished up with breakfast and spent some time planning the next month out before the girls had a shower and got dressed. We gave Elizabeth some extra attention because she was going to stay overnight at her new apartment but would be back Tuesday night to say goodbye to Willow. Willow went downstairs to gather up Rach and Crystal before heading over to the studio to practice. Asuka left with her and I found myself alone for the first time in ages. It felt strange but at the same time I felt a load lift off of my shoulders. While I enjoyed spending time with the trio, I hadn't realized how much I missed my solitude.

I used my time wisely, reading the textbooks for my classes this semester. I was taking a third year networking class, a graduate class in corporate computing systems, a fourth year project class, a robotics class from engineering and a business class as my option so I would know a little bit about running a business when I started mine. It was a heavy class load but I wanted to take as many classes that would help me in the future. The fourth year project wasn't a class but a large project that I would have to present at the end of the semester. I would have bi-weekly meeting with the professor on the status of my work which would entail some research, a presentation of the theory behind the project and then the actual project in some computer related field.

The afternoon went by quickly and I had some cabbage rolls ready for supper when Willow and Asuka returned.

"How was practice?" I asked.

"It went well," Willow responded. "I think we're ready but we'll have another one tomorrow morning and then pack up, just to be sure. We only get Saturday morning to practice a couple songs once the equipment is set up before we play that night. We haven't played any of the new songs live except in London, so it's going to be baptism by fire."

"You'll do great, I know it," I assured her.

"I hope so, a lot of people are counting on us to do well," she replied.

"No, a lot of people hope you do well," I corrected her. "There shouldn't be any pressure on you because you're financing most of the tour yourself. Mitsy and Calvin Klein aside, no one else has a vested interest so just try to relax and have fun."

She leaned over and gave me a kiss before saying, "And it's all because of you so thanks again Mikey."

"You're welcome," I replied.

After supper we watched a movie and then the two of them made sure I was exhausted before continuing on without me. It was very entertaining to watch them pleasure each other but they had drained me of any inclination to join them. It was a very good night's sleep to say the least.

Tuesday morning I was joined on the ice after my weight room work-out by the rest of the team as our two-a-day practices started up.

"Hey John, how's it going," I asked as he skated up.

"It's going well," he replied. "How did the week go after we left?"

I told him what happened and we shot the shit as we skated and shot on the goalies. Eventually we were called to the centre of the ice. There were obvious changes in the coaching staff that I and the rest of the team were unaware of as we gathered in a big half circle. Coach Benson was flanked by three new men plus our current goalie coach as we leaned on our sticks.

"Good morning gentlemen, welcome to our first official practice," Fred started off. "There are lots of new faces here on the ice and in our support staff. First of all, Sam Gardner has taken the head coaching position at Western University, so I'd like you all to welcome Henrique Samuelson as our new forwards coach."

We pounded our sticks on the ice to welcome him as Coach Samuelson took a step forward and held his hand up.

"Frank Piper has also left us for a new head coaching position, and in his place we've brought in David Turnbull to coach the defensemen," Fred continued.

We greeted him the same way.

"Finally, I'm not getting any older so the powers that be have hired me an assistant head coach," Fred stated. "This is Bob Huntley, who will work with special teams as well as be in charge when I'm not around."

We greeted him while some of the veterans looked at each other.

"Obviously this is a very big change for our team but I'm sure that with the returning veterans' help we can have the coaches up to speed on how we've done things in the past while also integrating their new ideas into our practices and game plans," Fred said. "We also have plenty of new faces amongst you players so it's going to be a bit chaotic as we teach the rookies our systems as well as the new coaches. Everyone will have to be patient with each other as we show the new people the ropes. I'm depending on the veterans to step up and lend a hand."

He looked around at everyone for a few moments and then continued.

"We have twelve rookie forwards, six rookie defencemen and two rookie goalies all vying for spots on the team," he announced. "Returning from last year's team, are twelve forwards, six defencemen and two goalies which means we have a lot of competition for a few positions. We can only keep fourteen forwards, eight defencemen and three goalies on our final roster so I expect all of you to compete very hard to win a spot on this team. No one is automatically guaranteed a position, whether you were on the team last year, were a sub or a highly touted recruit. We had a great regular season last year but fell far short of expectations at the regionals. I expect us to do better; we need to do better."

He looked around at us for another moment and then nodded to Bob.

"As Coach Benson said, I'm Bob Huntley and I'll be handling the special teams as well as being in charge when the he is unavailable," Bob announced. "Coach Samuelson, Coach Turnbull and I are new to Michigan but not to big time hockey. We'll be adding some new drills in practice as well as some new plays to supplement what you had last year. Returning players will help the rookies with the existing drills and everyone will have to learn the new ones. So, let's split up between offence and defence and the goalies can take turns in the nets."

The defencemen followed Coach Turnbull to one end while the forwards went to the other.

"Alright listen up!" Coach Turnbull shouted when the rookies wouldn't be quiet. "We have twelve of you vying for eight positions and in reality it is ten of you vying for six. John Reilly and Mike Stewart were the only fulltime starters from last year's team to return so it's a safe bet they'll probably earn their spot fairly easily – not that it gives them an excuse to slack off. The rest of you have a lot of competition for the other four starting positions and the two backups. You're going to have to show us how bad you want to play for the Wolverines or you'll find yourself watching from the cheap seats. Work hard at practice, at your workouts and at your schoolwork. I suggest you don't spend a whole lot of time partying or that will be all you'll be doing. Michigan puts a lot of their players into the NHL, but you have to actually make the team and contribute to get noticed. Ok, let's pair off; Reilly you're going to be part of the number one pairing and Stewart, you're on second pair. We need to split you two up to use your experience."

He went on to assign the rest of the returning players as the senior members of the pairings and then consign a rookie to finish the pairings.

"Hi, I'm Mike Stewart," I introduced myself to the kid assigned to me.

"Hi, I'm Alfred Montador," the skinny six foot kid replied.

"Welcome to the Wolverines, Alfred," I said. "I'm from Dryden, Ontario."

"Minneapolis, Minnesota," Alfred responded. "I saw your game with the Canadian Olympic team. You played well and that goal in the shootout was sweet."

"Thanks, I got lucky with that one," I responded.

We ran through our normal drills with the returning players showing the newbies what to do. Alfred was a good skater and could stick handle and pass ok, but I was worried that he couldn't handle the physical aspect of the game. When we weren't doing the drill, I watched the other hopefuls. Ian and Brian, sophomores that saw some action last year, looked in good shape but Don Farr and Randy Pierce, the other two returning sophomores, came into camp like they thought they had a position locked up without having to stay in playing shape. I was impressed with two or three of the rookies but the rest didn't do anything to stand out of the crowd so far.

We rejoined the forwards to start some three on two drills. There were a mix of returning players and rookies on each line but it was easier for a forward line to gel than a defensive pair. Alfred got burned a couple of times as the lines we went up against avoided my side every time. I moved to the middle to help him out but he didn't make a good impression during the drill. I gave him advice each time we waited for our turn and he seemed to be ok with listening to me.

After the drills, the team went through last year's offensive formations and set plays and then did the same thing on defence. The final ten minutes we went through some of our neutral zone traps before calling it quits.

I quickly showered and said goodbye to John before hustling up to the main campus to my networking class. I arrived at the room with a couple minutes to spare and found a seat in the small classroom. I nodded to a couple of people I knew from other classes and got ready for the lecture. Professor Wu arrived a minute after me and started right on the dot. As I suspected, the class was going to be very dry and technical but I needed to know the material to make my AI idea work. There would be weekly assignments from the textbook as well as two midterms and a final.

When the class was finally over, I hustled across campus to the Engineering building and found my robotics class. This was going to be a hands-on class to learn both the hardware portion as well as the programming side of robotics. The classroom had tables and chairs for the lecture but also work benches for the practical side of things.

"Welcome to robotics ENG-120," the tall man said from the front of the room. "I'm Dr. Tanner and will be the professor for the semester. In this course, we'll teach you the basics of robotics, giving you a quick history of the subject from the beginning to what's current and what will be developed in the near future. After that, we'll focus on the physical side of things and then get into the programming aspect. There will be assignments on a weekly basis, several hands-on projects, one midterm, a final project plus a final exam. Any questions before I start?"

There were none so he continued on with the lecture. Dr. Tanner was a very good speaker and made the material very interesting – adding his own spin on the textbook's dry history. As I was going to be very much involved in robotics, I was counting on this course to give me the basics to start my project.

After the lecture was over, I walked back to the computer building and had some lunch while working on the network homework assignment. When it was time, I packed up and walked to my business class and found a seat in the auditorium. It quickly filled up with a few hundred people as the course was the introductory course for first year business majors. A striking woman, along with another younger man and woman entered and stood in front.

"Hello, I'm Doctor Hedberg and this is BUS100 - Introduction to Business," the tall brunette announced into the mike on the podium. "On my left are my head teaching assistants Victor Federov and Tina Mayer. With a class size of five hundred, it's them that you will be interacting with more than I. I will lecture on Mondays and Wednesdays and you will also have labs with one of the TAs during the week. Make sure you sign up on the board outside up for one of the many available. There will be weekly assignments, two midterms, a group project and a final exam. Alright, enough of the housekeeping, let's get started."

She started on the basics and seemed to follow the textbook closely which I was grateful for. It meant I just had to read ahead to stay current with the course. I knew I wouldn't learn everything I needed in a first year intro course but I would at least have the basic understanding of things when the experts were talking. I planned to take a second course during the winter semester.

When the lecture was over, there was a mad scramble outside in the hallway to sign up for the labs. I waited off to the side as this was my last class of the day and I had an hour and a half to get to the arena for the four o'clock practice. A couple girls and another guy joined me as we leaned on the wall and watched the crowd.

"Did you see that little blonde just jab that guy in the side and then move in front of him?" asked the tall brunette standing beside me. "Very sneaky that one is."

"Oh, and look at Lurch over there, he's just bulling his way to the front," said the short, stocky guy with brown hair on my right. "He's almost as big as you, dude."

"A crowd like this is always entertaining to watch," a raven haired short girl stated from beside the tall brunette. "You see things done that would never happen in a normal everyday situation. Look, that guy just felt up that girl's butt and she doesn't know who did it."

The professor and the two TAs came out of the auditorium and looked at the mob and then at the four of us waiting patiently.

"I see the cattle have stampeded already," the Professor said with a grin.

"Professor, you're insulting the good name of cattle everywhere," I replied with an answering grin.

She chuckled as did the TAs and the three beside me.

"I suggest the four of you consider yourselves a group for the group project later in the semester," the Professor said. "At least we'll have one decent presentation to sit through. And by the way, there is another set of signup sheets outside my office which will get processed first."

We grinned and followed her to the elevator.

"My, you're a big one," she said to me as the doors shut. "Surely you must play some type of sport around here."

"I play a bit of hockey," I admitted.

The two younger girls grinned at my comment, which caught the eye of the good doctor.

"I gather he's being funny somehow?" she asked them.

"This is Mike Stewart, he plays for the Wolverine's hockey team and is a model for Calvin Klein," the tall brunette said. "He was drafted by the New York Islanders and just got traded to the Detroit Redwings. He also was invited to the tryout camp for the Canadian Men's Olympic Hockey team."

"Impressive Mr. Stewart, what brings you to our intro to business course?" the Professor asked.

"I'm majoring in computer science and I have a very good idea for a business," I replied. "So I need at least a general knowledge of business concepts so I can at least understand what my advisors are talking about when we get started in the spring."

"That is very smart of you, most businesses don't fail because the idea is bad, but because the management of the business is shoddy or the financial backing is insufficient," she stated. "Why bother taking the risk when you'll probably make very good money playing hockey?"

"Hockey will keep my body active but I'd go crazy if that was all I did," I replied. "Besides, I make more money modeling than I probably ever will by playing hockey. And this idea will be much bigger than both of them combined."

"You seem very sure of yourself," she commented.

"I'm here on a computer science scholarship, not an athletic one," I explained. "I'm already in the last stages of marketing a computer game I developed last semester that should do very well worldwide and that's just the simple program I did. My area of expertise is in AI."

"You bear watching, Mr. Stewart," she said before exiting the elevator.

She led the way to her office and unlocked the door. The four of us looked at the empty bulletin board and then back at the trio entering the outer office. The professor had a grin on her face when she came back out with a few sheets of paper and pinned them on the board.

"Alright, pick a lab time and sign up for it," she instructed. "It would be best if you all attended the same one if you can manage it."

The two girls looked at each other and then at the guy and me.

"I'd like to avoid the Friday labs if at all possible," the short girl stated.

"How about right after Tuesday's or Thursday's class since we all obviously don't have a class after today's?" the other guy suggested.

"I have to be at the arena by about twenty to four for practice at four," I told them. "I can just make it as long as we get out by three thirty. I'm good all Wednesday afternoon before three thirty."

"I'm good from one to three thirty on Wednesdays," the tall brunette put forth. "We should have some extra time after the lab to review or meet for the project. There is a lab at one and we would have from two to three thirty to work on assignments or the project."

"I'm good with that," the other guy said.

"Me too," the short girl added.

"Ok, it's settled," the brunette said and moved to the board to sign her name, Jenny Marsh, for the Wednesday one o'clock lab.

She handed the pen to the raven haired girl and she put her name down as Peggy Swifton. The guy signed as Bob Sherwood and then I was last.

"Alright, we're agreed that we're going to be a group for the project," Jenny said. "I'm sure we'll have to schedule extra time for that so I'm free most evenings. Mike, when do your practices end?"

"They run four to six so I can be available from seven onwards on Mondays and Wednesday evenings," I replied. "I also have Monday afternoon open if we need it. Fridays are an option if we have a home game but it's a travel day if our game is elsewhere."

We looked to Peggy and Bob.

"I'm good on Monday and Wednesday evenings and I'm free from one to three thirty on Monday," Bob stated. "Fridays are mostly clear except from ten to eleven."

Penny added, "Monday and Wednesday evenings are good for me as is Monday afternoon. Friday I have a lab in the morning as well, I think at nine to ten."

Jenny summarized, "Ok, I think we have enough time together to make a go of this project as a group. We start meeting as soon as we get the project outline in class."

The doctor was watching from the doorway and grinned as she handed out each of us a piece of paper. I looked at it and the title was BUS100 Project Syllabus.

"I'll be handing this out next class so I'm not giving you too much of an advantage," she said. "Most of the concepts won't be presented in class for a while but I have the feeling you four will be reading ahead and getting a jump on the project anyway. Good luck and I'll see you in class."

"Thanks Doctor Hedberg," I replied.

The others also thanked her before she went back inside. We read the outline and discussed it for a few minutes.

"We're going to have to read ahead in our textbooks before we can tackle this," Jenny stated. "For now, let's do that on our own and use the time after the lab on Wednesday to work on our assignments."

"Sounds good," I agreed as did the others.

We went our separate ways after that, with me heading to the arena. The ice was empty so I got on early to do some extra skating and shooting. The team started coming out in ones and twos until two lines of guys were shooting on the two goalies, with the extra goalies taking turns. With so many guys waiting to shoot, I took a break and leaned on the boards by the bench. John joined me and before long, Coach Turnbull walked over to us.

"So are you two ok with being split up this year?" he asked.

"Obviously I'd rather play with Mike but I see the reasons for splitting us up," John replied.

"I agree that it's probably for the best for the team," I added. "It would give us two threats from the point on both halves of the power play as well."

"I'm glad you're both on board with it," Coach Turnbull responded. "We'll pick two stay-at-home defencemen for your partners so you both can move the puck up the ice for us. I figure your two pairings will get the bulk of the ice time on special teams as well as five on five."

I had already figured that would be the case unless we found a couple of gems in the new rookie group. John and I just nodded back at the coach.

"You're both going to be put up for captains," the coach continued.

"I agree John should be but I'll be missing time during the year so I'd rather not be one of the captains," I explained. "It would draw too much attention to me missing time if I was a captain. I'm sure there is more than one Senior on the forward lines to choose another captain from."

"The powers that be won't like that their star player isn't a captain," Coach Turnbull noted. "The media will have questions about it as well."

"Neither of those issues matter to me," I told him. "I don't need the extra media attention after every game or a target on my back if I'm not here because of other commitments."

"Don't be surprised when it goes up the ladder," was his response before the other coaches called for everyone to meet at centre ice.

After a quick meeting, the offence and defence split up and I was paired with another rookie named Chris Nolan. He was about six foot one with a decent build and hailed from Wisconsin. Chris was better on defence than Alfred from the morning skate, but deferred any offensive leanings to me.

During a break, Jake Brown, Coach Benson's grandson, came over to talk.

"Hey Jake, how was your summer?" I asked.

"It was too short!" Jake replied with a grin. "Yours was busy, two good showings at the juniors and the Olympic team camps. Jaime and I watched all the coverage and we both agreed you did very well. She told me to say hi and she wants to meet up with you soon."

"Tell her I said hi and we'll have to meet up for lunch on campus soon," I replied. "As for the hockey camps, only time will tell. I think the Olympics are a very long shot but I'm hoping to play for the junior team during the Christmas holidays."

"I'm sure you'll make that one easily," he agreed.

We didn't get much time after that to talk as we were called back to the ice.

After practice was over, I rushed home to have a quick meal with Willow and Asuka before Willow went upstairs to pack while Asuka and I went to the Dojo.

"Good evening, my young students," Sensei said when he entered the Dojo.

"Good evening Sensei," we both said and bowed to him.

"How was your trip to England?" he asked.

"Fine, though the competition at the barracks was not up to Asuka's caliber," I told him.

"I did not think it would be," he noted. "Let us warm up and then we'll spar for a bit before we continue your weapons training."

I was glad Asuka and I had continued sparring last week in London or I would have been exhausted and sore after the workout Sensei put us through. After sparring with both of them, they both then took turns beating on me with practice swords, A Bo (staff), as well as with tonfa, the wooden batons with small side handles. My reach helped keep them away for the most part but once they slipped inside, I was hard-pressed to stop their attacks.

Once home, Asuka and I had a quick shower before we joined Willow and Elizabeth in bed. We made sure Willow knew how much we would miss her before we fell asleep, exhausted after a long day.

Wednesday morning I kissed my ladies goodbye before driving to the arena. A couple of the rookies joined me in the weight room and then on the ice prior to practice. We did some two on one drills as well as shooting on the one rookie goalie that came early before the rest of the team showed up.

Practice focussed on conditioning, skating and passing drills and then some three on two scrimmages at both ends of the rink. My partner was Joey Mazio, from Kalamazoo, Michigan. He was relatively short, if five-ten could be considered short, for a defenceman. Of the three rookies I had been paired with so far, he was the best all-around defenceman, with good skating and passing skills as well as better than average defensive ability.

After a quick shower, I walked up to the main campus and found my graduate corporate computing systems class. A short brown-haired man, probably not even thirty, was sitting with his legs on the table at the front of the small class when I entered.

"Ah, our last participant, Mr. Stewart, I presume?" he said cheerfully.

"That's correct professor," I said, glancing up at the clock to see that I still had a couple minutes.

"No worries Mr. Stewart, you're early but your other seven classmates arrived already so I took attendance for the first and only time," he informed me. "Have a seat and we'll get started."

I found a seat back a couple rows from the front, with empty seats to the left and right. I quickly got out a notebook and looked up to see the professor looking at a notebook. I turned on a small recorder that I had bought to tape the lectures and waited for him to start. At precisely nine thirty he looked up and smiled.

"Alright, we're here for the graduate course on Company computer systems, which by its title tells us what we'll be studying over the next four months," the professor stated. "For those who are wondering who I am; I'm Professor Mallory. I hold a doctorate in Computer Science from Oxford over in jolly England. I spent the last five years working for BHP Billiton PLC, one of the top 100 corporations in the world. The last two years I was the Director of IT for the entire corporation so suffice it to say that I know what I'm talking about. Now, since this is my first foray into teaching, I hope that as graduate students, you'll cut me some slack if I don't follow your standard teaching protocol. You will learn what is needed to help run an IT department at the corporate level, using sound fundamentals but incorporating up to the minute technology advances. We'll spend a bit of time on the theory but most of what I'm going to lecture on is actualities; how to set a system from scratch, how to maintain and how to improve existing systems. We'll talk technology, networking, personnel; the works. My lectures will follow the textbook chapters for their topics but I won't be regurgitating what is in there; I will assume you can read what is in there for yourself."

He took a quick swig from his mug and continued, "There will be three projects due during the semester as well as a midterm and final exam. The projects can be done in teams of two or by yourselves. I will be available for consultations on Friday mornings from nine to eleven but please book a time using the sheet outside my office at least a day in advance. Any questions so far?"

There were none so he stood up and started the lecture. I took some notes but mostly listened to his history lesson on the first computer systems built for companies and how quickly they changed over the last forty years.

When the lecture was done, I finished up my assignments for networking and robotics and then read my comp systems textbook during lunch. Just before one, I walked to the business building and found the room for our first business lab. Jenny, Penny and Bob had saved me a seat at a table so I sat down at the end.

"Hello all, good to see you again," I said as I pulled out a notepad.

"Hey Mike," Jenny said from beside me.

"Hi Mike," Penny added while Bob nodded from the other end.

The younger woman from yesterday's lecture, Tina Mayer, came in a couple minutes later.

"Hello, I'm Tina Mayer, I'll be the teaching assistant for this lab for Business 100," she introduced herself. "The time for this lab is from one pm to two pm and we'll usually be doing a practical exercise and a quiz so you better attend or you'll find your mark going south quickly. This is also the place to ask for help when we're not having a quiz for the last fifteen minutes of the lab. You can ask me about assignments, projects or even questions about Dr. Hedberg's lecture. Alright, any questions before we begin?"

There were a few from the freshmen just starting college and never having a lab for a non-science class before. Eventually Tina got through the questions and handed out the first practical exercise based on the first two chapters of the text. Our group, wiser than most others, had all read ahead in the textbook and quickly finished the exercise in the time allotted.

"Ok, times up," Tina announced. "Hand in what you have done."

There were moans and protests but Tina just said in response, "This is college people; if you haven't read the first couple of chapters, you're already behind. Now, get with it or you'll never survive. Now for the quiz; take one and hand the rest back. You have fifteen minutes ... starting now."

The multiple choice quiz was easy, if you had read the first two chapters and understood even half of what was in them. All four of us were down in five minutes and, after checking our work, handed them in to Tina. She gave us a wink as she accepted them before we left the room.

"That was easy enough," Penny said. "Shall we go find somewhere to talk about the project?"

"Sure, might as well get ahead of the class on that too," Bob agreed.

I nodded as did Jenny before we followed the short girl to the cafeteria on the main floor. I took drink orders and quickly purchased drinks and some snacks while they appropriated a table.

"Thanks Mike," Jenny said when I handed her a bottle of water.

"No problem," I replied as I gave the others their drink and put the snacks in the middle of the table for all to share. "So, does anyone have any ideas on what type of business to use as our model?"

"It doesn't really matter what type of business it is, it could be called Acme Inc. and sell widgets and that would be ok," Bob noted.

"True, but if anyone has any plans to start a business in the near future, then it would be useful, at least to that individual, to tailor our project to that type of business," I responded. "Does anyone have plans like that, besides me?"

The other three shook their heads.

"So, if no one has any ideas, let me propose we do our project on a manufacturing company that will build and sell robots," I suggested. "I plan to start up a company next summer that will use some of my programming ideas to further the personal and household use of robotics. In return for your acceptance of this as our project idea, I'll extend a job offer at my company when you graduate, that is if my company is up and running."

"Well, a potential job offer is a good enough reason to agree to your proposal," Bob stated. "I'm on board."

"Good," I responded before turning to the other two, "ladies?"

The two looked at each other and Penny shrugged at Jenny.

Jenny looked and me and said, "Ok, we'll do it on your potential company. Like Bob said, it doesn't particularly matter what type of company we pick so if you get something out of it, all the better. A possible job offer is just icing on the cake."

The first project was to set up a company from scratch, the mission statement, the business plan, the financial plan, the marketing plan, the management hierarchy, research the possible manufacturing site and even plan out the supply chain. We spend the next hour and a half discussing my plan for the company and jotting down notes for some of tasks we had before us. Each of us took a section to do some research on for next week's meeting before we called it a day.

"Alright, let's not just work on the project at this meeting," Penny said. "As you get your part done, email to each of us so we can review it and make suggestions. We can save hours of each other's time and keep this meeting for the important discussions."

"Sounds good to me," Jenny agreed as Bob and I nodded.

"Alright, I'll see you in class tomorrow afternoon," I said as I got up. "I've got to get to the arena for practice."

"See ya," Penny said.

"Bye," Jenny added as did Bob.

As I walked to the arena, I reviewed what we had come up with for the company and was pleased with our progress. All three members of our team seemed very intelligent and motivated to do a good job on our project. Even if our final version wasn't professionally done, it would be a good starting point when I went to the real life team in the spring.

Thinking about the team reminded me that I had better finish up the changes to my climbing program and get it off to Mitsy and Kim to market for me. I had received valuable feedback from several people over the couple of weeks when I let them play the game, so I had a few changes to make before I considered it done. All I had to do after that was make sure it would port to the various gaming platforms and I would be done.

At practice, I was paired up with Brian Smith, one of our subs from last year. We worked well together during the drills and the scrimmage we had for the last half hour of practice. During the scrimmage, I almost got into a fight with one of the new rookie forwards who was trying to make an impression. His name was Hank Stallman, a tall left winger of about two hundred pounds, who decided he wanted to show he could outmuscle me for the puck along the boards. While I never minded a good battle for the puck, I did take exception to the repeated crosschecks to the small of my back as I moved the puck up along the boards.

I flipped the puck high over the defenceman at the point to relieve the pressure, deliberately sending it all the way down to the other end for an icing. Hank just smirked at me as he skated away before the whistle blew. The next faceoff was held on the right side in our zone so I got to line up beside him as we waited for the puck to drop. The puck went into the corner behind me but I let him beat me to the puck. He eagerly turned towards the net and that was when I nailed him from the side. He went heavily into the end boards while the puck slithered harmlessly behind the net for Brian to retrieve and pass it up the other side out of our zone.

I kept an eye peeled for the rookie as I followed the play up the ice. As I suspected, he took a run at me from behind when I received a pass at the point. I simply bank-passed the puck to myself and avoided his check thereby letting him crash against the boards. After retrieving the puck, I slapped a low shot to the far corner where one of the forwards tipped it past a sprawled out goalie for an easy goal.

"Stallman!" Coach Samuelson yelled as the rookie skated towards me.

I saw him glance over at the forwards coach as he continued to approach me.

"Don't even think about it!" Coach Huntley added as they both converged on us.

"Let's go asshole; I'm not scared of a queer fashion model!" Hank spat at me as he threw off his gloves after dropping his stick.

He removed his helmet as I let go of my stick and gloves before tearing off my helmet as well. His first swing was wild and easily avoided before the coaches crashed into us, breaking up the fight.

"Lucky bastard, I was going to clean your clock," Hank shouted.

"The only thing you'll be cleaning is your jockstrap that you left on the ice back there," I replied, getting a few chuckles from the others. "You crosscheck me once more and I'll put you through the boards next time, rookie."

"Fuck you Stewart, you're nothing but a steroid pumped up freakazoid queer-bait!" he yelled back, still trying to get at me.

I just grinned as the new forward coach led him off the ice.

"Stewart, that's enough, you're supposed to be a veteran on this team, now act like one," Coach Huntley said when he saw my face.

"I did; he's still able to skate and talk," I said as I turned and looked at him, dropping the grin. "I have to put up with that crap from every opponent on the ice and in every arena we play in. I won't take that from a supposed teammate so I suggest someone educate the boy before I have to."

"There will be no fighting between teammates, ever!" Coach Huntley shouted, looking around at everyone. "Is that understood?"

I glanced over at Coach Benson with a slightly raised eyebrow but he gave me a miniscule shake of his head so I kept quiet until I could talk to him privately. I kept my expression expressionless when Coach Huntley turned back to me to judge my agreement to his statement. We stared at each other for a bit until I had to look away as John handed me my gloves, stick and helmet.

"Thanks," I told him and skated back to the bench.

I had a couple minutes to think on Coach Huntley and Coach Benson's reaction. It appeared that Huntley had some serious backing or Coach Benson would have said something during practice. I wonder if the A.D. had put one of his own in place to screw with Coach Benson and maybe me. I would have to watch myself around him. While I didn't need to play hockey at Michigan, I did want the chance to play for the juniors and at least try for a spot on the Olympic team. So I prepared to swallow some crap from him even before talking to Coach Benson about it.

After practice was over, I had a shower and headed home to an empty condo. Elizabeth was back at State while Asuka was still with Mitsy. I started making a stir-fry for supper, making enough for two in case she showed up. My phone rang just as the food was ready.

"Hi Michael," Asuka said. "I'm sorry I'm not with you for supper but things are hectic over here right now. "I'll try and get home to sleep but if not I'll see you tomorrow at the dojo."

"What's happening over there?" I asked.

"Someone tried to kidnap Mitsy's younger sister Kishi so we brought in some additional security," Asuka replied. "She's ok but I want to make sure the new girl is going to be adequate protection for her going forward. I have to go now but I'll call if I'm staying over."

"Alright, stay safe," I replied.

"You too, lock the doors just in case," she said before she hung up.

I double checked the locks on the hallway door as well as the sliding doors leading to the balcony before sitting down to eat. I opened up a textbook and started some homework while I ate at the dining room table. It was nice to multitask again instead of having to spend an hour talking about everyone's day. A little solitude was feeling quite satisfying as I worked through the questions for the assignment due in networking and robotics tomorrow.

My phone rang around nine and I saw it was Katie Dunn from Calvin Klein.

"Hey Katie, how are things?" I asked.

"Good, the band is all settled in their hotel rooms for the night so they can get up nice and early for the first interviews on the morning radio shows and then the morning TV programs," she replied. "I'm just calling to let you know that Mr. Klein just confirmed that the photo shoot with Donna Summerville is scheduled for next weekend in Windsor. He's already rented a house for a week starting Thursday and hopes you can make it over there starting on Friday. I told him you might have school on Friday so he wanted me to check with you."

"I have a robotics lab Friday morning from nine to ten twenty so I can be there around noon on the Friday," I informed her.

"Ok, that's not too bad," she responded. "Plan on staying over for the weekend; there are plenty of rooms and Mr. Klein will want to start early and stay late as we only have the weekend with both of you."

"The ladies won't be happy to hear that," I told her.

"It's part of the business," Katie replied. "Alright, I'll email you the address and directions soon. Donna will be in touch as well to get to know you a bit before the shoot. I've got to go as I have lots to do tonight. See you up here on the weekend Mike."

She hung up before I could even say goodbye. I didn't like the sound of Donna knowing how to get in touch with me but I wasn't going to call Katie back to find out more.

Asuka called at ten and said she was staying over so I would see her at the Dojo tomorrow night. Elizabeth called and we talked about school for a bit before she had hang up to continue with some homework. She promised to be at our condo by noon on Friday to take off for Toronto. I sent Willow a text wishing her luck tomorrow before heading to bed.

Thursday went by quick as I was busy from six in the morning to ten at night. Hank Stallman stayed away from me at both practices and I avoided Coach Huntley so I wouldn't say something I would regret later. I did talk to Coach Benson privately and he confirmed my suspicions that Coach Huntley was the Athletic Director's hire and was probably gunning for his job. He warned me to keep my temper, and my mouth, in check until I proved to be too valuable to be screwed with.

Asuka was distracted at the dojo but still managed to kick my butt after I put her on her tight derriere once. She apologized when we were in the shower back at the condo. I accepted her apology as I we stepped into the shower.

"Someone missed us," she said with a grin as she took hold of my problem. "You're very hard already."

"You're very sexy when you're wet," I defended myself while caressing a breast. "I did miss all of you."

"I'm sure you enjoyed some time alone as well," Asuka said with a knowing look. "You're like me that we both enjoy some solitude from time to time. I did miss sleeping beside you though."

She kissed me as the water cascaded around us. With an ease that showed off her strength, my sexy Japanese woman lifted herself by her arms around my neck and slowly lowered herself onto my very stiff erection.

"Damn woman, that is so hot!" I said.

"You have such a way with words," she said sarcastically. "You make me so mushy inside with your romantic prose."

She kissed me anyway and I kept my mouth shut as she slowly got accustomed to me inside her. Once she started lubricating, I helped her move faster with my hands on her very cute derriere while raising the passion of our kisses. Her hard nipples rubbed on my chest causing her to moan and pull tighter against my body. It didn't take either of us too long to go over the top the way we were feeling.

"That was very nice," Asuka said as she lowered her legs to the floor.

"That was fantastic," I told her and kissed her again.

"Now let's get cleaned up before I turn into a wrinkled old lady," she said primly and got in front of me to hog the water.

I helped with her back and she then did mine before the hot water ran out. I bundled her in a towel after we dried off and carried her to the bed.

"I like it when you treat me like a woman instead of a sparring partner," she whispered in my ear as she cuddled up close. "No one has cared for me as much as you do. I've never been happier than with you, Willow and Elizabeth."

"That goes for me as well," I said.

We talked for a bit and then fell asleep in each other's arms.

Friday afternoon I found myself driving up the 401 to Toronto, with Elizabeth in the back doing an assignment and Asuka on her cell texting or looking something up on the internet. Elizabeth warned us that she had a ton of assignments already so she would be spending any free time this weekend working on them. She took her schooling very seriously so we knew our time together would be curtailed for the coming year. I made a mental note to give her some special attention whenever the opportunity arose.

I had made sure to tell Coach Benson I was leaving but didn't bother to inform Coach Huntley I wouldn't be at the afternoon practice or any optional ones on the weekend. It would be interesting to see his reaction on Monday morning.

We finally pulled into the front drive of the downtown hotel just before five in the afternoon. A bellhop helped load up our bags onto a cart while a parking attendant gave me a ticket as I handed over my keys to let them valet park the car for the weekend. I let Elizabeth do the talking at the front desk as she handled the trip organization for us with Katie.

When the details were straightened out, namely the use of my credit card for two rooms, we were led to the elevators by the bellhop. We got off on the twentieth floor and led to two connecting suites overlooking the Toronto Harbour. I handed the man a fifty and collapsed onto the king sized bed after he was gone.

"No time to relax Michael, the CD release party starts at seven at the Capital Theatre and we need to order some room service and then get ready to go," Elizabeth told me, throwing the heavy binder onto my stomach.

"Ouch, you big bully," I said, rubbing my stomach before flipping open the binder and finding the menu. "Are we hooking up with Willow before the party?"

"No, she wants to stay focussed on the band so we'll meet up with her just before the party starts," Elizabeth answered.

"Alright," I said. "I suppose the two of you want a salad?"

"A garden salad and a club sandwich for me, please" Elizabeth said sweetly before moving to the bathroom.

"That sounds good for me as well," Asuka called out as she went into the second suite's bathroom.

I made the call and added a burger and fries for me as well as few drinks before turning on the TV. Twenty five minutes later there was a knock on the door and I shut down the TV before getting up to answer the door.

"Your room service order, Sir," a waiter said.

"Come on in," I replied, stepping aside to hold the door open.

He pushed the cart into the room and started setting the plates onto the table in the corner. I slipped him a twenty after signing the check and held the door open to let him wheel the cart out of the room.

"Elizabeth, the food is here," I called out through the closed door.

"Ok, be out in a minute," she replied.

I let Asuka know and she came out in a short silk robe and followed me back to the other suite. Elizabeth joined us, also in a short robe and sat down in one of the chairs.

"It should be fun tonight; they've invited a lot of the popular DJs, celebrities and other notables from the city and the country's entertainment industry," Elizabeth said. "Calvin Klein also brought in some people from the States and made sure that the entertainment shows had people here for tonight's launch and for the concert tomorrow."

"I hope all goes well for Willow and the band," I responded. "I think they'll be a big hit."

"Mitsy and Katie will make sure of it," Asuka stated. "To do anything less than their absolute best for the band would insult you and all that you've done for Mitsy's family and for Calvin Klein. While Willow and the band are certainly good enough to be a big hit, we all know it's as much who you know in certain industries as it is how good your talent is. The other families will see to it that they get exposure in Europe and Asia."

"There you go, nothing to worry about Michael," Elizabeth assured me. "It's too bad you don't have any influence at State so I could relax a bit."

"If they found out that you were my girlfriend, it might get worse for you," I retorted with a chuckle. "You're going to have to have your father lean on them when they eventually do find out."

"Speaking of that, we've had a talk and we're going to let Willow sort of claim you this weekend as her boyfriend," she told me. "Like you said, I don't need the attention at school and Asuka can't garner any media attention either."

"Are you sure?" I asked; a bit surprised.

"I'm swamped at school and don't need the extra pressure from the media or any of the jerks at school," Elizabeth explained. "Willow doesn't want to get hit on at every event in every city they appear in. It's better for all of us this way. My family knows what's happening and my mother agrees it's better to keep our relationship quiet for now. You're still expected to come to Sunday family dinners with me when you can."

"Alright, I don't have a problem with it as long as everyone is happy," I said with a shrug before picking up my burger.

We finished our meals and quickly piled up the dishes on a tray before I put them outside the door. I had a shower while the girls put on their makeup. After dressing in a Calvin Klein suit, I went over to find the girls helping each other into Calvin Klein designed party dresses.

"Very sexy, ladies," I said with a smile.

"Thank you Michael, you look quite handsome as well," Elizabeth replied. "We're just about ready to go. We want to get there a bit early before the doors open."

"Alright, we'll just take a cab as It's about fifteen minutes up Yonge street," I told them. "That way we don't need to worry about parking or drinking and driving if I have something to drink."

"That's right, we can drink up here now that we're all at least nineteen," she said with a grin. "Just remember there will be cameras all over the place so keep your wits about you."

We caught a cab outside the hotel and people watched as we drove up Yonge Street. The days of wild looking punk rockers were long gone but there still was some pretty weird outfits being worn by the pedestrians walking along the busy street. The cab pulled up to the restored old theatre and, after paying the cabbie, we got out and walked up to the door. Elizabeth handed our invitations to the doorman who glanced at them before letting us inside.

"This is very nice," I said, looking around at the huge circular mahogany bar and classy decor just inside the entrance.

There was a larger hall off the entrance where the party was to be held. It must have been the original theatre but without any of the seats. Tables were set up around the outside as well as a DJ in the corner. One side had tables set up as a buffet with some people putting out some trays of food. At the front of the large room a low stage was set up with a screen behind it. Off the entrance was also a staircase to the balcony with more seating and an overview of the main hall.

There were a few people already there so, after getting some drinks at the bar, we entered the main hall. Vera and Katie were talking to a man and a woman and there were a couple camera crews finishing the mounting of a couple cameras to wall mounts in the corners. A third crew was filming a short segment with a pretty hostess before the event started. There were banners and posters on the walls from local radio stations, Calvin Klein, Apple ITunes, Sirius Radio, all wanting to get in on the excitement.

Right behind us, another group of people came in with drinks in hand with more lined up at the bar.

"It looks like it's going to get crowded pretty quickly," I noted.

"The place holds six hundred and fifty people and they made sure to invite a lot of people and give away passes on the radio stations they went to yesterday," Elizabeth explained. "From what Willow texted me, they had a great response from all of them. The concert is sold out at Massey Hall and they had enough demand to fill it three times over. The Montreal and Quebec City concerts had to be moved to arenas rather than the smaller venues they had booked. Our girl is going to be a star."

"I'm glad, she deserves it," I said.

Katie and Vera came over with big smiles on their faces.

"Hey guys, it's going better than we thought it would," Vera said. "The radio stations are playing their songs already and at seven thirty, the CD goes live on ITunes and in stores tomorrow morning. We've already had to do another run for the CDs as the big chains all wanted more than we thought."

"That's great news," I said. "How are they holding up?"

"Pretty good," Katie replied. "A little nervous about speaking in front of everyone but they're looking forward to the concert tomorrow night. Why don't the three of you go through that door in the back and give them a quick pep talk. We have about ten minutes before it starts getting crowded in here."

"Alright, we'll do that," I agreed and led the way behind the stage.

I opened the door to a hallway with a couple rooms off either side. Rach, the redhead, popped her head out of one and sighed with relief.

"It's about time you got here, she's getting all nervous about her speech," she said, waving us forward.

"Hey Rach, looking good," I said.

She had her hair all done up and was wearing a sexy red dress that matched her hair.

"You too Michael," Rach replied before turning to Elizabeth. "Our special guest won't be here on time. The flight was delayed."

"What are you going to do?" Elizabeth asked.

"Willow's on it," was the reply. "Hi Asuka, you look fabulous."

"Thanks Rach, so do you," Asuka replied.

Rach stepped into the room and we followed. Willow was looking at some cue cards while Crystal was adjusting the front of her dress to cover her chest properly.

"Looking fantastic ladies," I said, causing Crystal to shriek and cover her chest with her hands.

"Rach, you could have warned me," she said as she adjusted the straps on her gown.

"I'm sure he enjoyed the view," Rach replied with a laugh as she shut the door. "Just last week you were trying to let him see them au natural during the photo shoot, so what's the problem now?"

"Asuka and Elizabeth weren't there to take offence," Crystal admitted, giving them a sly look.

"You can show him whatever you want, he just can't touch, right ladies?" Elizabeth said with an evil grin at me.

"And I'll look all day long," I admitted, smiling at everyone. "All of you get to see me in my underwear just by opening a magazine; I should get to see you beautiful ladies in yours from time to time to break even."

"Maybe later, but for now I need you to look over this speech for me," Willow said, pulling me to the couch.

"Sure," I said, taking the cards from her and giving her a quick kiss.

She was wearing a silver dress that made her look so sexy. I must have stared too long because she got annoyed.

"Yes, yes, I look sexy, you want me and I want you," she said in exasperation. "Later Michael, I need you to look that over and tell me if it sounds ok."

"Sorry Honey, but you do look absolutely gorgeous," I told her before I started to read the cue cards.

It took me a minute to read the points she had written down and it sounded good to me. She gave a quick history of the band, thanked a few people for their help, the guys that played the instruments and then the people who came out.

"Sounds good to me," I said, handing them back to her. "You're going to be fine. Rach and Crystal will be right beside you and we'll be close by to lend you our support. It will be a piece of cake."

She took a deep breath and let it out slowly.

"I hope so; it's one thing to play and sing in front of people, but to talk for more than a few words between songs has never been my strong suit," she said. "Thanks for being here for this. It helps to have you close by."

"We wouldn't miss it for the world," I said. "Why don't you take a minute with Elizabeth and Asuka as well?"

"Good idea," Willow said and called them over as I got up.

The two of them sat on either side of her and they talked in whispers while I slide over to Crystal in her slinky purple dress.

"You need any help there?" I asked.

"You can zip me up," she replied primly.

I pulled the zipper down a bit before lifting it all the way up while she pretended to glare at me in the mirror.

"Thank you Michael," she said. "If you're a good boy, I might let you unzip me later."

"Oh goody," I said, rubbing my hands together.

Both Rach and Crystal laughed and looked over at my girls.

"I heard that," Asuka said, without looking up from their conversation.

"Technically, he won't be touching me," Crystal said.

Three sets of eyes swiveled up to give her a look.

"Alright, I was just joking," Crystal said hastily. "He started it."

"Michael, we have a job for you," Willow said, getting up.

"And what would this job be?" I asked warily, stepping back from Crystal.

"Our VIP can't make it in time so we need someone to introduce us to the crowd," she explained. "We need you to make a quick speech to them, telling them how you know us and then introducing us to the crowd."

"Willow, you know I'm not comfortable with public speaking," I said with a frown.

"We know that, but we're in a jam here," she explained. "Please Michael; it won't look good for us just to walk out unannounced. We have no one else that knows us well enough and is famous enough to make a good impression."

"Couldn't Katie do it?" I suggested.

"She's not that well known, especially in Canada," Rach interjected. "It has to be you. We'll owe you big time, not that we already don't. Please Michael."

"You should have told me earlier, I'm not prepared for this," I protested.

"Michael, you would have five very grateful women on your hands for the whole weekend if you do this," Asuka said, with Willow and Elizabeth nodding. "Plus, the VIP would also owe you big time for doing her job for her. We know how difficult it is for you but you do a very good job of hiding your nervousness once you begin. Just picture us taking very good care of you when we get back to the hotel."

"When you put it like that, how can I refuse?" I said with a sigh.

Rach hugged me from behind and Crystal molded her body to my front and pulled my head down for a kiss.

"Thank you Michael," Crystal said with a sexy smile. "My, you taste and smell delicious."

I blushed as the others laughed. Rach moved to the front and repeated Crystal's actions, rubbing her body on mine as she kissed me soundly.

"Keep that up and I won't be able to walk, let alone talk," I warned.

Rach giggled and moved away to let Willow in.

"Liked that, didn't you?" she asked as she stepped up close. "Let me give you one of those kisses and then we'll let you have some time to think about what to say."

Willow kissed me even more passionately than the other two before letting me go.

"Alright, I'm properly motivated," I said dryly. "Now; no more distractions until we're back at the hotel."

"Yes dear," she said, patting my face.

I found some paper on a table in the corner and started to jot some ideas down on what I wanted to say. I had three or four paragraphs done ten minutes later when I felt a tap on my shoulder.

"Michael, five minutes ok?" Willow asked.

I nodded and finished up the last paragraph a couple minutes later. Elizabeth looked me over when I stood up, picking off some fluff as she straightened my tie. She wiped off the girls' lipstick before pronouncing me ready.

"Alright, Asuka and I will go out now and Katie or Vera will come get you," she said. "Good luck, all of you. We're proud of you all."

Asuka and Elizabeth hugged everyone before leaving. The three band members hugged me once more before I moved out to the hallway and down to the door. I didn't have time to review my notes before Katie poked her head in and waved me out.

"Remember, smile, be happy, be enthusiastic and if you can, be funny," she whispered as we walked to the stage.

The room was crowded as was the balcony above. The room was still well lit and bright and the music and crowd noise made it hard to hear.

"Are you sure you don't want to do this?" I asked desperately.

"You'll do fine," she told me as she pushed me forward.

The lights dimmed as spotlights came on to illuminate the microphone and the glass podium in the middle of the stage. I put a smile on my face and straightened my back as the music faded.

"Good evening everyone," I said into the mike and waited for the conversations to finish up. "Welcome to the launch of Willow's first CD!"

I waited while everyone clapped and cheered.

"My name is Michael Stewart and I have been given the task of introducing the band," I announced. "I've known one of the members longer than anyone else in my life. We were both skinny, geeky kids when we sat in many of the same classrooms up in Dryden, Ontario many years ago. We would play chess after school but even then she would have to leave early for piano lessons. Many years later, we both left for University and thought we wouldn't see each other's skinny, nerdy friend again."

That got a chuckle from some of them.

"A year later, back on July first in Ottawa, I had some time off from a photo shoot and wandered to the Canada Day concert in front of the Parliament buildings," I continued my story. "On the list of bands was the band Willow and it brought to mind my old friend. When they came on, I didn't think it was her, even after hearing her play and sing. They were terrific and I made my way to the VIP section to see if it was really her. I didn't think it was, even when she passed close by me. Apparently she wasn't sure either so we walked away without a word. I was half way back to the hotel when she caught up with me. My skinny, geeky friend had turned into a gorgeous, talented woman who, along with her two friends, wowed the audience at the afternoon show. They proceeded to steal the evening show and here we are, less than three months later, ready to debut their first CD."

The crowd clapped and cheered again.

"I may be a bit biased, but I think the three of them are very talented, beautiful and charming ladies, who will grace us with their fantastic music for years to come," I stated. "They are comfortable playing several genres, from pop, rock, instrumentals, and ballads. They write their own music and lyrics and, as good as the CD sounds, they are even better when you hear them live. I hope many of you get the chance to see them at Massey Hall tomorrow or at one of their other concerts on their tour."

Another cheer made me pause again.

"So, without further ado, it gives me great pleasure to introduce to you, Willow, Rach and Crystal of the band Willow!" I shouted and started clapping as I looked to the door.

One of their songs came on as another spotlight lit up the door. The three of them came and the crowd cheered as they walked to the stage. They all gave me hugs before gathering behind the podium.

"Thank you very much for the wonderful greeting," Willow said. "We are so happy to be in Toronto to launch our first CD and to start our North American tour!"

The crowd all clapped.

"We have a few people to thank and acknowledge before we get to see the launch happen live," she continued. "First of all, not of this would be possible without the support of our families from when we were younger. All the voice and instrument practices that they paid for and drove us to have made us who we are. Their patient sitting through recitals and our home practising when we were less than tolerable should have them up for automatic sainthood."

There was laughter after that statement.

"Next, our manager Vera has done wonders getting us organized since the July first concert," Rach added. "To record twelve songs, get them mixed and a CD ready in such a short time is fantastic; add getting a tour scheduled and booked is a huge feat and shows how great she is."

A polite clapping followed.

Crystal spoke next, "Katie Dunn at Calvin Klein was instrumental in getting Vera and us together as well as managing our other activities for Calvin Klein, one of our major sponsors. We wish to thank her and everyone at Calvin Klein for their support."

"The Matsuda Corporation, especially Miss Mitsy Matsuda, has provided the studio, our apartments and the CD distribution management for us while letting us have full control over the musical content," Rach added.

Willow went on to thank the three guys in their backup band and a couple of their teachers.

"Finally, we have to thank our producer, our greatest fan, my dearest friend, Michael Stewart," Willow said. "We would still be playing bars and talent shows if it wasn't for his support; he lined up Calvin Klein, Katie, Vera, Mitsy and others to help us make it this far. He provided all of the capital to let us start on this adventure and we are so grateful for him being in our lives. My skinny nerd friend is now my very handsome, very tall and hunky stud who is still a bit of a nerd. Then again, who doesn't want their genius nerd looking like that?"

There were some cheers for me which made me blush, again.

"Alright, we've bored you enough with our thanks, but we have one more group to thank and that's you," Willow said. "We thank you for coming tonight, to having us at your radio stations yesterday and on your shows tomorrow and for just being fans of our music. We are nothing without your support. We love playing music; we hope that we reach a diverse audience with our first CD and wish to be able to continue making music for years to come. Thank you very much for being here to share in this wonderful time for us."

There was another round of clapping.

"Alright, Vera, can you put up the website on the screen please?" Willow asked.

The ITunes website came on behind them.

"Our CD will be in stores all across North America tomorrow morning," Willow said. "We are also launching the CD on ITunes and it should be there just about ... now."

A few seconds later, the computer operator refreshed the screen and followed the link to a picture of the cover of their CD. It just said Willow on the top and had a picture of the three of them underneath. We all broke out in a cheer as the three of them hugged each other. It took a minute for them to be able to speak.

"You have no idea how good we feel right now," Willow said. "Years of hard work have finally paid off. Thank you all for helping make this so special for us. Enjoy the rest of the evening. We'll be playing songs from the CD all night and we'll be happy to talk to as many of you that wish to speak with us over the next few hours."

The lights came up as the CD started playing as everyone clapped one more time. As soon the trio came off the stage, they were split apart as TV crews interviewed them for entertainment shows and then the radio shows recorded interviews for the morning shows.

"Michael, can we get an interview with you please?" one of the supervisors of the TV crews asked.

"I suppose so," I agreed and was led over to a camera and a pretty hostess.

"Hi Michael, I'm Monica Sharp for Entertainment Canada," she introduced herself.

"Hi Monica, it's nice to meet you," I replied.

"I'm just going to ask you a few questions about Willow and your association with them, okay?" she said with a smile.

"Alright," I agreed.

The interview went well and was followed by two others and then several radio interviews. The radio guys were just as interested in my chances to make the Olympic hockey team as they were in my relationship with Willow. After that the photographers wanted their time with all of us with the local VIPs.

After a break to grab some food, I was approached by a writer for the Toronto Star and we had an interesting and wide-ranging discussion on the band, playing college hockey versus the OHL and the possibility of playing in the Olympics and the NHL. One of their photographers took a couple pictures of the two of us and then me with the band.

Last but not least, Katie had a fashion magazine take some pictures of the band and I and do another interview. It was after midnight when Vera and Katie had the six of us pile into a van for the drive back to the hotel.

"That was something," Elizabeth said when the four of us kept quiet.

"I talked to more people tonight than I have in the past month," Rach said. "One after another, it didn't stop for hours."

"We're going to have to not talk for the next twelve hours or our voices will be shot for the concert," Crystal warned.

Willow just nodded and kept quiet.

"I was surprised on how much attention you received as well, Michael," Elizabeth commented.

"Me too," I agreed. "I was hoping to be a fly on the wall but no chance of that after having to do the introduction. Who was supposed to actually do it anyway?"

"Donna Summerville," Katie said. "I wanted to tie her in with the band, you and the Calvin Klein theme but her plane had to turn back shortly after takeoff. She didn't want to show up late at the party so she went straight to the hotel. We'll have breakfast with her in the morning. Sorry it wasn't much fun for you tonight, Michael but we all appreciate you filling in for her and being a good sport about all the interviews."

I just nodded and looked out the window and didn't pay attention to the girls as they whispered amongst themselves. When we got to the hotel, all eight of us piled onto one elevator and rode up the twentieth floor.

Katie and Vera stopped at a pair of rooms close to the elevator and wished everyone a good night before entering their rooms. The rest of us continued down the hallway until Rach and Crystal stopped at the suite before ours.

"Good night guys, we'll see you at ten in the restaurant," Rach said. "Michael, we were going to let you help us with our clothes but I think we're all too wiped out to get a thing from it. Maybe tomorrow you can help us?"

I gave her a pout but nodded as we moved on to our suites. Once inside I helped all three of my girls with their dresses and let them take the showers while I relaxed on the bed. After I was done with mine, I came out to find all three of them zonked out in the king sized bed in the one suite so I took the other and crashed.

Saturday morning I worked out in the hotel's exercise room and then had a swim before returning to the suite for a shower. I was watching TV when they finally woke up around nine and rushed around to get ready for our breakfast date. They were thankful that I had coffee and tea sent up for just after nine.

After much debate, they all dressed in simple tee shirts and jeans so I did the same. We barely made it on time and everyone else was already there.

"Good morning everyone," I said as I took the seat at the end of the long table.

"Good morning Michael," was everyone's reply.

"Michael, Willow, Elizabeth and Asuka, this is Donna Summerville," Katie made the introductions.

"Hi Donna, we're glad to see you made it here safely," I said.

"Hi everyone, let me first apologize for not being here to make the introduction last night, I'm so sorry I let you down," she told everyone.

"It's ok, it certainly wasn't under your control," Willow responded. "We shanghaied Michael into doing it and he wasn't half bad. You won't believe what we had to promise in exchange but when you're desperate, you do what you have to do."

"I'm sorry you were put in that situation and I'll be happy to join in whatever you promised to get him to take over for me," Donna said.

"Don't worry; Asuka already included you in the group last night," Rach announced with a wicked grin.

"He was very hard to convince," Asuka said, looking contrite. "I hope you won't be too traumatized when we have to start."

"Girls, you're scaring our guest," Katie chastised. "I'm sure Michael won't make her to all the things you promised."

"Michael detests public speaking Katie, we owe him," Crystal said. "Now let's order because we have to get to the hall to for rehearsal this morning."

The food was ordered and I took the opportunity to look our guest over. Donna had blonde hair that went down past her shoulders. Her brown eyes sparkled as she smiled at the waitress, and she had a bunch of freckles on her cheeks and forehead that helped make her very popular as the good girl in many Disney shows and movies. While I knew she had just turned eighteen, her friendliness and cheerful disposition made her seem younger. She had on a print tee shirt and jeans which hid her body's development from the public, though she was slim and taller than I thought she was.

Discussion turned to the CD sales once the waitress took our orders.

"Online sales are doing better than expected for a relatively unknown group," Vera announced. "We've had five thousand full CDs downloaded and double that for the first single, Suspicion."

Everyone was happy to hear that.

"We also have some interest from the American talk shows for the group to appear on their shows," Vera continued. "Letterman, Ellen, Leno and a couple others want to know our schedule so they can plan the best time for their ratings. We'll have to sit down after the rehearsal and decide when we can fit them in during the tour. An appearance on any of them will boost the sales of the CD a lot."

"We've scheduled two or three concerts a week for the next five weeks," Willow responded. "We would have to fly out right after a concert, record the show the next day and fly to the next city the next morning so we can do the sound check and get some rest before the concert. At most we can fit one or two shows a week, preferably the ones in New York when we're on the Canadian East Coast and the one's in LA when we're out west in British Columbia. We'll need to monitor our voices and keep quiet to rest them in between. If they can wait, we could do them while we do the U.S. portion of the tour."

"It would be better to do the shows now to drum up ticket sales for the tour down there," Vera advised. "We have some advance notice so we can plan this properly so the shows and your voices aren't affected."

There was more discussion while we ate but mostly with the band and the managers. Elizabeth and Asuka talked to Donna quietly while the others made their plans and I just listened and learned.

Once we were done eating, the two groups split up; with the band going to do the sound check and rehearsal, while the rest of us went to see my Aunt Nancy and her family. Donna didn't want to intrude but we all insisted she come unless she had something else to do instead.

"No, I'm here for the band tonight and then to get comfortable with Michael before our photo shoot," she said. "I just don't want to go where I'm not wanted."

"Don't worry, I'm sure my little cousins will want to see you," I told her. "I hope you mind their enthusiasm; they are probably big fans of yours."

"They really liked Emma Watson so they'll love you too," Elizabeth added.

"I don't mind meeting my young fans," Donna responded.

"Good, we thought you might be tired of kids since you want to change your image," Asuka said.

"No, the kids are fine and usually very cute when they come up to me," Donna explained. "It's just time to take the next step in my career. I've been doing kid stuff for ten years and I want to get some better, more mature roles. Doing the photo shoot and video with Michael will hopefully open some eyes and doors in Hollywood for me."

"Aren't you concerned about the negative reaction it could cause?" Elizabeth asked.

"I've been getting passed over for the teen roles for some of the younger girls," Donna explained. "The older roles weren't being offered to me because of my image as a sweet teen girl. I hope things will change once the new ads come out."

"What do your parents think about it?" I asked.

"They don't know about it; they think I'm filming a pilot episode for a new series," Donna replied with a grin. "I insisted on coming up alone now that I'm eighteen. I think they will be shocked when they see them but my mom won't listen to what I want."

"You're going to have a fight with them," Elizabeth said.

"I'm moving to LA at the end of the month," Donna responded. "I have a ticket already purchased for the afternoon the ads hit the stands and the TV. I have no doubt that I will be leaving the house once they see the ads. I've already demanded control of my money and transferred it to new accounts that they can't get at. I have a new agent that will start the same day."

"Are you taking things to extreme?" I asked. "You're going to alienate your family from your life. That's not something to be taken lightly."

"You have no idea on how controlling my mother is with my life and career," Donna said. "This is the only way to get out of her clutches."

"I don't like the idea of you living alone in LA," I said. "I know that's where the film jobs are but it's not a great place for a young woman alone. Are you in an apartment or a condo?"

"I bought a house in the Hills," she said. "My parents didn't spend all of my money. It's nice that you're worried about me Michael, but I've been in the business for a long time and know how to take care of myself. Not everyone associated with kid movies and teen shows are nice people. You learn real fast not to trust anyone, not even your relatives or agent."

"That's just sad," Elizabeth said. "It doesn't sound like you have many friends either."

"No, the girls on the shows were always in competition for other jobs so it got pretty catty on some of the sets," she admitted. "It was just easier to stay apart as I got older."

We drove in silence for a bit until Donna spoke up.

"Listen, I don't want my situation to affect your visit with your family or your weekend of fun with your friends," she said from the back seat. "I'm happy with my plans to change my situation so please just behave normally around me as I will with you. Michael and I need to be very comfortable around each other soon enough so there is no need to feel sorry for me. How about someone tells me what you had to promise to get him to do the introduction?"

Asuka grinned at me when I looked at her in the rear mirror as she leaned over and started whispering in her ear. I just kept my eyes on the road, even when Elizabeth turned around to join the conversation after she turned on the radio so I wouldn't hear what they were saying.

We arrived at their house a little while later and surprised my aunt at the door.

"Michael!" she said when she opened the door.

She pulled me down for a hug and then pushed me aside to get to the others.

"Elizabeth, Asuka!" she said and hugged the first one. "Where's Willow?"

"Hi Aunt Nancy," Elizabeth replied. "Willow and the others in the band are doing a sound check and rehearsal before the show this evening so we thought we would come see you."

"That is so sweet but you should have called, the house is a mess," Aunt Nancy responded as her hands went to her hair. "I'm a mess too."

"Don't worry about it, Aunt Nancy, we didn't want you to fuss," Asuka said, moving to get her hug. "Now where are the munchkins?"

"They're in their playroom," was the reply before she called them. "Girls; come see who's here! Now who is this beautiful young lady? She looks familiar but I can't place her."

"Aunt Nancy, this is Donna Summerville; I'm sure you have seen her in many kid's movies and TV shows," I told her.

"Of course, now I recognize you," Nancy said. "Welcome to our home Donna. I should warn you now that my two hooligans have all your movies and a couple of your posters. Get ready to meet two of your biggest fans. I apologize in advance if they get carried away."

"I've been warned already and I'm happy to meet them," Donna replied. "Thank you for having me in your home."

The two munchkins came running into the hallway and shouted "Cousin Mikey!"

"Girls!" I said and picked them up when they ran into my arms. "You two are getting so big. I can hardly pick you up anymore."

"I'm almost five, of course I'm bigger," young Ellen said matter of factly before she gave me a kiss.

"And I'll be seven in a couple of months," Mary informed me after she turned my head towards her.

"Well, two old biddies like you are just about ready for the retirement home then," I said, turning to the three ladies that came with me. "Look who I brought with me."

"Elizabeth!" Ellen shouted and held out her hands.

"Hi Munchkin," Elizabeth said, taking her from my arms. "You are getting heavy."

Asuka came close and took Mary from me.

"Hi Mary, I've missed you," Asuka said.

"Hi Asuka, have you been beating up Cousin Mikey?" Mary asked with a grin.

"Not often enough," Asuka responded with a laugh. "Maybe you can help me this weekend."

"Sure, we've been practicing with Dad's punching bag," Mary informed us.

The older ladies traded their girls to get more hugs and kisses before I introduced Donna to them.

"Mary and Ellen, I want to introduce you to a new friend of ours," I said. "This is Donna Summerville. Donna, this is Mary and Ellen."

"Hello girls, it's very nice to meet you," Donna said, bending down to their level.

"Hi Donna, you look like Claire on the kid's channel," Mary said.

"That's because I'm the actress that played Claire on TV," Donna told her. "Did you like our show?"

"We loved your show," Ellen said loudly. "We have all your DVDs for all your movies too!"

"I'm glad to meet my biggest fans then," Donna said with a laugh.

"Come on, I'll show you my room," Ellen said, grabbing Donna's hand. "I have a poster of you on my wall, right next to Hermione. She likes Cousin Mikey too."

"Okay," Donna said, already being pulled towards the stairs.

She looked back at us with a grin as Mary pushed her from behind when she didn't move fast enough.

"Is Uncle Aaron home?" I asked.

"No, he went in to work for the morning," Aunt Nancy said with a frown. "Since meeting with Mr. Ford in London, things have gotten much busier for him. They're in negotiations for a whole bunch of new work from Ford and Aaron is highly involved in that as well as running the plant. It's a good thing for the company but it means longer hours for him. He promised to be home for two and come to the concert with us."

"I'm glad things are going well for him but sorry he's so busy," I responded.

"So, how did you meet Donna Summerville?" Aunt Nancy asked with a grin.

"She just turned eighteen and wants to shed her goody two-shoes image," I explained.

"Ah, so she's going to model with you for Calvin Klein," she said, beating me to the obvious. "There are going to be a lot of disappointed kids and I suspect a lot of angry Disney execs when those ads come out."

"It's her choice; she was the one who approached Calvin Klein about it," I responded with a shrug. "Mr. Klein is taking a personal interest in this shoot so I suspect it will be talked about as soon as the first ads come out."

"You think?" she replied with a roll of her eyes. "So is she part of your pack now?"

"No, I just met her this morning, Katie and others at CK thought it would be best to get to know one another before next weekend's photo shoot in Windsor," I explained. "She was supposed to introduce Willow at last night's CD launch but her plane was late."

Aunt Nancy turned to Elizabeth with an arched eyebrow.

"Of course she probably wants him; they all do," Elizabeth answered the nonverbal question. "She wants to join in the promised incentives we all pledged Michael so he would do the introduction instead of her. We haven't agreed to let her participate yet."

I just shrugged when she looked at me and said, "You know how much I hate speaking in public."

"Michael," she said, sounding disappointed.

"Aunt Nancy, Willow and the others did all the begging and promising," Asuka said. "I'm sure Michael wouldn't hold them to any of it. Besides, they'll just love being able to get to do anything with Michael, providing we agree to it."

"Humph," was all Aunt Nancy said. "Well, come on in and sit down. Have you eaten yet?"

"Yes, we had breakfast before we drove here," Elizabeth replied.

We all sat down in the family room and chatted about what was new in the last couple of weeks since we saw each other in London. The girls came in, dragging Donna by her hands, to show her all the DVDs they had of her shows and movies.

"Okay girls, give Donna some time to sit down and talk with us," Aunt Nancy told them after they had shown her every one they owned. "How about you play for a bit and then you can watch one of her movies while you eat lunch?"

"Yeah!" Ellen shouted. "Let's go Mary!"

She ran off and her sister shook her head before following her.

"They have way too much energy," Aunt Nancy said. "The only time I get to do my chores is while they're watching a DVD, usually one of yours, Donna. I'm sorry to hear you're not going to be doing any more kid's movies but I'm sure you're ready to move on to more adult roles."

"I've been doing kid stuff for over a decade; it's time to move on," Donna replied. "Doing a shoot with Michael will definitely have Hollywood see me in a new light."

"That's an understatement," Aunt Nancy replied. "It certainly won't be a gradual transition."

Donna just smiled and nodded.

Eventually Aunt Nancy excused herself to get the girls some lunch and start a movie for them.

"They're great kids," Donna said. "Your Aunt doesn't think much of my decision to model with you though, does she?"

"She probably worries what people will say about you and how it could affect your career," Elizabeth replied before I could. "We feel the same way, if you must know the truth. The roles you might be offered could be too far to the other extreme and, unless we're very much mistaken, you're not that type of person. Maybe an extreme risqué photo shoot isn't what is needed. Anything you do with Michael will make you the talk of the town anyway so why go too far and risk everything?"

"There would be some who think doing a shoot with me would help Michael's career," Donna pointed out.

"Which career, his hockey one or starting up a manufacturing company?" Asuka asked. "Modelling isn't his career Donna. We're just explaining what the possible ramifications could be for you. But you're smart; I'm sure you've thought about some of the potential negatives of your decision and we're probably not going to change your mind at this late date. I'm sure the two of you will look very good together."

Donna turned to me and asked, "Do you agree with them?"

"I think you could find more adult roles if you took on some independent film roles without having to bare your soul, and your body, in a photo shoot," I answered. "Doing a photo shoot would be a quicker way to get bigger roles but not the only way. On the other hand, a whole generation of boys and young men that grew up watching you would be instant fans the moment the pictures hit the magazine stands and the internet. It could be a very good career move as long as it doesn't go over the line and cause a backlash if the moral majority gets involved."

"So you want me to do the shoot or not?" Donna asked.

"Of course he wants you to do the shoot," Aunt Nancy said from the doorway with a big grin on her face. "He gets to see you up close in some very skimpy lingerie. Remember, Michael just turned nineteen so he's very much in your new target demographic."

"That is true," Elizabeth agreed.

"I think he's been looking forward to it for the last couple of weeks," Asuka stated.

"You're a dirty old man, Michael Stewart," Donna said, causing the other three to giggle. "I'm barely legal and you're anticipating leading me to into debauchery."

"Hey! I'm not old!" I protested, trying not to grin.

"Michael!" Aunt Nancy said, in mock horror.

I just grinned and shrugged my shoulders.

"Donna, I'm sorry if I came across as an old fuddy-duddy," Aunt Nancy said. "Things have changed in the last few years and I've changed even more now that I'm a mother. I'm sure you've thought things through and at least you're doing it with Michael and not some other, less savory guy."

"Thank you, Aunt Nancy," Donna said, provoking a smile from everyone. "It was Michael or no one."

With that, the topic moved on to other things and I slipped out to a nearby mall to get the girls something while the ladies talked. When I got back, the girls were getting pictures taken with Donna and their mother printed them out and had Donna sign them before finding picture frames for each girl's room.

Uncle Aaron called and said he was going to be another couple of hours at work but would make it in time for the concert. We decided to head back to the hotel and suggested they meet us at the hotel to valet park the car rather than try and find a parking spot near Massey Hall. After hugs all around, we drove back through fairly heavy traffic to get to the hotel just after three thirty.

After dropping off Donna at her suite down the hall, we found Willow resting in one of the beds.

"How was rehearsal?" Elizabeth asked as we joined her on the bed.

"Good, the hall has great acoustics," Willow whispered.

"Resting your voice or did you strain it?" Asuka asked.

"Resting it," Willow replied.

"Ok, then we'll just say that Aunt Nancy and the girls say hi and wish you luck tonight," Elizabeth told her. "They'll be here just after six to valet park their car and ride in with us. The girls got a kick out of meeting Donna and got some pictures taken with her."

Willow nodded and smiled. We all stretched out on the king sized bed and had a nap for an hour before ordering some room service. After eating, we all got ready to go, dressing in good casual clothes, including Willow as her stage outfits were in the dressing room at the hall. We met Aunt Nancy and her family in the lobby, along with Rach, Crystal, Vera, Katie and Donna and everyone piled into the large passenger van waiting for us.

Everyone was let in the back of the building after they showed their backstage passes that Vera handed out on the way over. It was just too cute when Mary and Ellen held up their passes from around their neck to show the bouncer.

"Are you two going to behave in there?" the bouncer asked them with a wink at their parents. "I don't want to have to chase you around backstage or throw you out if you don't behave."

"I'm not scared of you," little Ellen said, crossing her arms and giving him a frown. "Cousin Mikey beats up bigger guys than you all the time on the ice. He won't let you throw us out before we see Willow, Rach and Crystal sing."

"Well, as long as you behave, we won't have see about that," the bouncer told them before moving aside.

Katie and Vera led us to a large room filled with chairs, sofas on one side and a couple of tables with snacks and drinks along the other. There were TVs along the wall, some showing sports or entertainment shows, while others showed the empty hall or stage.

"This is just for us," Vera explained. "There's another room where the band will hang out for a bit after the show with people who have a backstage pass given out at the radio stations or to VIPs. Alright, the girls have to get ready for the show, so enjoy yourselves here for a bit before we get you seated."

Everyone wished the girls well, giving them hugs and kisses. I waited to be the last one to give Willow her hug and kiss.

"I can't wait to see you blow them away out there," I told her. "I am so proud of you."

"Thanks Mike, for everything you've done for us to get us here," she replied. "This is a dream come true for us. I hope we don't screw up out there."

"You'll do fine," I assured her. "You're too good not to. Now go get ready and we'll see you soon."

"Hey, quit hogging Michael, we want our hugs too!" Rach said, hip checking Willow out of the way.

"Bitch," Willow whispered, looking around to make sure Mary and Ellen didn't hear her.

Rach just grinned and slipped into my arms. I gave her a quick hug and tried to let go but she pulled my head down for a quick kiss before pulling away. Crystal took advantage of my surprise and did the same thing.

"Now we'll have a great show," Rach said with another grin, making everyone laugh.

I just shook my head and watched as Vera led them away. The two munchkins dragged me to the snack tables and I helped them get some treats onto plates and pour them cups of pop.

Leading them to a nearby table, I warned them, "Ok, be very careful not to spill on your pretty dresses. Eat and drink slowly and use two hands with the cups."

"We're not babies anymore, Cousin Mikey," Mary chastised me.

"I know that," I replied. "I just don't want you to have to sit through a concert with an orange stain on the front of your dress."

"We'll be careful," Ellen told me before starting on a cookie.

Katie and Donna caught up with me next.

"I'm going to get into my Calvin Klein dress for my intro," Donna informed me.

"Better you than me," I replied with a grin.

"Yes, you in a short dress would violate a few decency laws and turn more than a few stomachs," Katie agreed. "Just save a seat for her and she'll slip in once she gets changed."

"Alright, good luck with your speech," I told Donna.

"Thanks," she replied. "Don't I get a good luck hug too?"

She didn't stop to hear my agreement before moving into my arms and giving me one. I squeezed her for a moment and then let go.

"Now I know why every woman wants one of those," Donna said, getting laughs from the remaining people in the room.

I just rolled my eyes as she grinned at me. She winked and turned away to follow Katie out of the room.

"Another admirer already," Uncle Aaron teased.

"Oh, I think she's just teasing me," I replied.

"I don't think so," he said. "You seem to attract women pretty easily. I wish I had that ability when I was younger."

"Me too!" I told him. "I'm still not comfortable with it now but I could have used it in high school."

"So, do you plan to slow down at all?" Uncle Aaron asked. "London, Washington and Toronto all in a couple of weeks is a pretty intense schedule."

"I hope so," I responded. "I have the photo shoot next weekend and then it will be nothing but school and hockey, except for that fashion show in late October in New York. Add in homework and working on my own project and I should be too busy to get into trouble, I hope."

"We were going to invite you and your ladies up for Christmas, but I have the feeling you and them will be in Calgary for the world junior tournament," he said.

"I'm hoping to be there," I admitted. "I'm sorry we won't be able to be together. You're welcome to join us out there if I'm playing, my treat of course."

"I'll talk it over with your Aunt; as much as I'd like to be there, we have the kid's grandparents to think about," he explained. "Speaking of them, your Aunt's father, your grandfather, asked me to talk to you about meeting them. Your grandmother desperately wants to see you and she's not getting any younger. Even your grandfather seems genuine when we talked about you. He did tell me to say thanks for the introduction to Mr. Ford and the extra business we're getting from them."

"I did it for you and Aunt Nancy and for the two munchkins, not him," I said, frowning. "What he did to my parents I can never forgive. I have no interest in his thanks or seeing the man."

"How about your grandmother, maybe with just Nancy and the girls then?" he suggested. "She didn't have much say in what happened back then. Your grandfather was the heavy in that whole debacle."

I thought about it for a bit but couldn't make up my mind.

"I'll think about it," I told him.

"Good enough," he replied. "Now that I've done that task, I'm off to that table of snacks."

He grinned before moving towards the table.

In time we were guided to our seats just a few rows back from the stage. The girls insisted on sitting on either side of me, with their parents to the left and Elizabeth and Asuka on my right. There was a space between them for Donna to slip into once her job was done.

The band had decided not to have an intro band but would play every song on their CD as well as others they had performed at the Ottawa concert. They would have an intermission about half way through where they would hydrate and change outfits.

About ten minutes later, the lights dimmed and a spotlight shone on spot at the front of the stage. Donna came out from behind the curtains and walked to the middle of the light with a smile on her face. She was wearing a short, clingy, red dress that certainly showed that she was no longer a teenager. Her long blonde hair shone in the light and her makeup and heels completed her transformation from teen star to beautiful woman.

"She looks so beautiful," Mary whispered.

"Yes she does," Aunt Nancy agreed.

Donna spoke and the speakers amplified her voice for all to hear.

"Good evening Toronto!" she said. "My name is Donna Summerville and on behalf of Calvin Klein, I welcome you to the kick-off concert for Willow's first North American tour!"

Everyone clapped and cheered.

She continued when the noise died down, "Their first CD, simply titled 'Willow' is now in stores and on ITunes and I'm very happy to say is doing well. If you haven't gotten one yet, I'm sure you can buy one after the show, as well as posters and Tee Shirts in the lobby. I have the feeling that these girls are going to be very big and having something from their first concert will be a very special keepsake for years to come."

After a short pause, she finished up with, "So, without further delay, I present to you, Ontario's very own, Willow!"

We all cheered as the curtains were pulled back as she walked off the stage.

"Thank you Donna and hello Toronto!" shouted all three girls as they were lit up by spotlights at centre stage.

The band started playing behind them and the three started moving in unison to the music. When it was time to sing, the three of them hit a three part harmony of the chorus for 'Surprise Visit' and they were spot on. The acoustics in the hall were perfect for a group like Willow and we were all treated to a fantastic concert. Donna joined us during the first song after having changed back into her casual clothes.

The band did about fifteen songs, a mix of the first album and their previous songs before everyone took a break except for Willow. She sat down at the piano and played a piece of music that started off almost classical and then morphed into a more contemporary style. After five minutes or so, the three guys came out and smoothly began playing as Willow segued into the next song. Rach and Crystal walked out into the light wearing new dresses and began singing while the spotlight on Willow dimmed as her piano was drowned out by the others.

The rest of the band finished the song and started a new one as the spotlight lit up Willow coming back on stage in a new purple dress to stand between Rach and Crystal. They did one of their fast pop songs and then a couple of rock songs before Willow moved back to the piano. Rach sung a ballad and then Crystal did one of her more bluesy songs before Willow sung a couple with the two as backups on the chorus. They ended the show with their first single 'Suspicion'.

"Thank you so much for being here and giving us such encouragement," Willow said after the applause died down. "We'll never forget this night! Good night Toronto!"

The audience cheered and clapped long after the band had left the stage and were rewarded with the band coming out to play two songs for an encore. The first was the was a hard rocking song in the style of Heart and the last one took advantage of their excellent harmonies and ended with them singing the last chorus a cappella. The echoes of their voices hung in the air for a few seconds before the audience broke out in a loud cheer as we all stood up to clap and shout. Mary and Ellen were jumping up and down to try and see the band so I picked them both up and they waved and shouted at the girls. The band waved at the audience, blew some kisses in our direction and left the stage, this time for good.

The lights came up and the audience slowly made their way out the hall. Our group eventually made our way to the side door and showed our passes to be let in backstage. We joined all the others waiting in the large room. There were more girls than guys but there were a bunch of twenty-some couples as well as the normal bunch of teenage girls.

"The band is changing and will be out in a few minutes," Vera said to the large group. "They will be happy to sign autographs and pose for pictures with you for about half an hour before they have to leave."

I passed out some water bottles to our group and we waited in the back of the room, commandeering some chairs along the wall. We knew that the band would be busy greeting the rest the people in the room for a good half hour before they would get to us.

We watched as the band, both the girls and the guys playing the instruments, came in and were immediately surrounded by their new fans. They had to talk to each little group and pose for pictures and sign their autographs for the next forty-five minutes before the room finally cleared.

"Whew," Willow said when they finally got to sit down. "That was something."

I handed out some water bottles and all of them took a drink.

"Thanks, we needed that," Willow said with a tired smile. "So, how did it sound?"

Everyone spoke at once, telling them it was great.

"Well, thanks everyone," she reacted to the enthusiastic response. "It's hard to hear how we sound from the stage. The crowd seemed to like it."

"It was the best I've heard you perform," I assured her. "The two munchkins were dancing in the aisle for most of the show."

"We should have had you come on stage and be our dancers," Rach told them. "Can you show us your moves?"

The girls hopped down and did a little dance in front of the band while the drummer used his hands to give them a beat.

We all clapped when they stopped and Willow, Rach and Crystal gave them hugs.

"Thank you all for being here for our first concert, it's means so much to us to have your support," Crystal said to all of us.

"You're very welcome, but we should be thanking you for having us here," Aunt Nancy replied.

A few minutes later Vera had us all heading back to the hotel in two vans, though not before the band made sure my cousins got tee shirts, signed posters for their rooms and pictures with the band.

Once back at the hotel, we all said our goodbyes to Aunt Nancy, Uncle Aaron and the two tired munchkins in the lobby before they drove home. The guys in the band said their goodnights and headed up to their rooms in one elevator while the rest of us took another up to our floor. After wishing Vera and Katie a good night, the rest of the girls joined us in our suite.

Elizabeth pulled out a bottle of champagne from the fridge and had me open it while Asuka brought a tray of champagne flutes from the bathroom. I filled each about half way and the six girls each grabbed one. I took the last one and looked around while they all waited for me to speak.

"Here's to Willow's a successful CD launch, a terrific first concert and best wishes for the rest of the tour," I said, holding my glass out. "Congratulations on your success so far."

Elizabeth, Asuka and Donna all chimed in with their congratulations as we clinked our glasses together before taking a sip.

"Thanks guys," Willow replied. "We couldn't have done it without your support and love."

"Definitely, thank you so much for all you've done to make this a success," Rach added.

"Another toast to you guys," Crystal said, raising her glass again. "To our biggest fans and supporters."

We clinked and sipped again.

"Last but not least, thank you Donna for introducing us and for being part of all of this," Rach said.

"You're most welcome, I've enjoyed being a part of history so thanks for letting me be here for this," Donna replied.

"Alright, it's getting late and we all have a busy day tomorrow," Willow said after a few minutes of talking about the show. "Let's meet for breakfast around ten before we have to all leave before noon."

"Sounds good," Rach agreed as Crystal and Donna nodded.

There were hugs all around before we made sure they made it to their rooms.

"Now, I'm going to have a quick shower before I get my last Michael fix for a while," Willow said, walking to the bathroom. "Anyone want to join me?"

As she was already taking off her clothes, we were watching her striptease with anticipation.

"I definitely could use a shower," Asuka said with a grin before starting to remove her clothes. "Since I had a shower with Michael just a couple days ago, maybe Elizabeth can have one with him before we meet back in the bed."

"I like that idea," Elizabeth agreed said before dragging me to the other suite.

We took each other's clothes off while the water warmed up and quickly washed our hair before using the shampoo suds to caress each other's body. Elizabeth used her soapy hands to get my erection hard before slipping it between her legs as she wrapped her legs around my waist. The water washed away the suds but she was lubricated enough to slide back and forth along my shaft, making sure her clit was rubbed each time.

"Slip it in," she whispered before kissing me as she hugged me tight.

I held onto her with one hand and reached down with the other to line me up properly. Once she felt me in the right place, she drove herself down onto me.

"Ah, so good," she said when she hit bottom.

"Damn, you're tight but so hot," I told her.

She started lifting herself up and down and I helped by holding her cheeks. After a few minutes she demanded that I go faster, so I leaned her against the wall and started thrusting both harder and faster.

"You're going to make me cum but you have to hold out for Willow," she told me.

"Really? You're going to make me wait?" I asked, slowing down.

"She deserves to feel you cumming inside her," Elizabeth responded. "Don't stop Michael; I'm so close!"

"Women!" I muttered as I picked up speed while turning my thoughts to a programming problem to get my mind off of my release.

It barely worked as she nearly took me over the top when she came, screaming in my ear as she slammed herself down onto me. She took almost a minute to settle down as she held on tight to my neck.

"That was so good, Michael," she said happily. "You can put me down now."

I nearly growled at her as I bent down and let her put her legs down.

"Don't look so mad, Willow will take care of that," she said primly as she grabbed a washcloth and proceeded to wash herself and then me.

When we got back to the other suite, we found Asuka and Willow in a passionate tangle in the bed. We split up and slid behind each one and joined in the fun. Asuka soon rolled over to continue with Elizabeth while Willow climbed on top of me.

"I see she left you in a state," Willow observed as she grabbed my erection and lined it up to her opening. "Let me take care of that for you."

"Be my guest," I replied with a grin.

Willow slid slowly down on my shaft until our bodies touched. She leaned down to kiss me passionately as her hips started moving slowly up and down.

"You feel so good inside me, Michael," she whispered as I caressed her back.

"And it feels fantastic to be inside you, Willow," I replied before kissing her again.

She eventually sat up and started riding me faster while I reached up to caress her breasts.

"That's it, pinch my nipples," she directed.

I happily complied with both hands, first caressing each wonderful handful before using my thumb and finger to tweak each nipple. Willow moaned and sped up her riding while reaching between us to rub her clit. All too soon she went into a frenzy before screeching out her orgasm, causing the other two occupants to stop their activities to watch. I was hoping for my release as well but Willow collapsed on top of me after pulling herself off of my still very stiff erection.

Elizabeth and Asuka reached over and caressed Willow's back and shoulders until she settled down a bit. Elizabeth kissed her on the lips, first softly and then with a bit of pressure when Willow perked up. Within a couple of minutes, the raven haired vixen lured the blond bombshell off of me and into her embrace. Luckily for me, my other dark haired beauty took pity on me and walked around the bed to slide in beside me.

Lying on her stomach, she gave me a sultry look and said, "Why don't you make it three for three tonight?"

Without waiting to be told twice, I quickly got behind her as she rose up onto her hands and knees. She reached between her legs to grasp my erection and pointed me in the right spot. I didn't hesitate a second to thrust inside her very wet, but still tight, pussy. We both moaned as I buried myself as far as I could and held still.

"Oh Michael, you fill me up so well," Asuka said as she looked over her shoulder.

I pulled out slowly and the pushed back in while watching her emotions show on her face like no other time. She let herself go and lost herself in the act. It turned me on to be able to get her to let loose, so I sped up and used more power when thrusting in. She responded by driving her hips back to meet me and grinding herself into me each time.

Neither of us lasted long at that pace and her orgasm triggered mine as I held her hips and thrust deeply one last time. I held her against me as I emptied inside her with a growl. A few more thrusts and I was done as I let her go so she could collapse onto the bed. I flopped onto my back beside her and was surprised when the other two came over to clean us up. I was exhausted and didn't twitch when Elizabeth's tongue cleaned me off but Asuka seemed to enjoy Willow's attention. I drifted off to sleep while the trio continued pleasing each other beside me.

Sunday morning I was up at my usual time, leaving my trio intertwined in bed. After working out in their small exercise room, I did some laps in the indoor pool before showering in the attached locker room. I walked over to the nearby Tim's and grabbed a couple of coffees and a tea before heading back to the hotel.

I slipped back into the suite and left the coffees and tea on the dresser before moving into the other room with my laptop. After checking my email, I worked on the last open issue on my climbing game. I finished the programming and ran it through some tests before adding it the rest of the code. Once the code was complete, I tried out the game and made sure the additions worked well before declaring it complete. I sent off emails to Mitsy and Kim, letting them know it was complete and that they could download the game from my ftp site tomorrow.

I heard rustling coming from the other room and looked up to see it was almost nine-thirty. I set my laptop aside and went in to see Asuka climbing out of bed.

"Hey," I whispered. "Probably should wake them up so they can get ready to go to breakfast."

"You can do that once I'm in the shower," she said with a grin.

"Smart," I responded. "There's a tea on the dresser but it might be cold."

She walked over and pulled it out of the tray. After a small sip, she walked over to the microwave and put it in for a minute, which of course woke up the other two.

"What time is it?" Elizabeth asked grumpily.

"Nine-thirty, so you better get up," Asuka answered. "Michael has coffee for you two but you're going to have to heat it up. I'm off to shower."

She took out her tea, had another sip of tea and then kissed me on the cheek before sauntering over to the washroom, still nude from last night. I admired her lovely body until she shut the door.

Elizabeth was up next and ignored me as she put one of the coffee cups into the microwave and got it running. I took in her lovely nakedness while she dug out the cream and sugar from the bag. She quickly fixed her coffee and took a sip before kissing me on the cheek on the way to the other bathroom.

I heated up Willow's coffee and fixed it the way she liked it while she lay in bed with her eyes closed. I brought it over to her and waved it under her nose.

"No fair, I was going to sleep another half hour while they hogged the bathrooms," she said with a pout as she opened her eyes.

"Sorry, you don't have a half hour to spare," I told her as she sat up and took the coffee.

"Hmmm, thanks," she said after taking a sip. "You're too good to us."

"That I am," I agreed with a grin. "Then again, you three are terrific with me so I think it works out in the wash."

"That is true, we certainly wore you out last night," she responded. "We tried to wake you up but you conked out right after finishing with Asuka. We had to take care of ourselves for the rest of the night."

"I'm sure you enjoyed that as much or more than what I could have done at that point," I remarked.

"Oh, we did," she said with a smile. "Those two made sure I knew how much they are going to miss me, as did you earlier."

"We are all going to miss you, but we hope you take a day every once in a while to come back home when you can," I told her. "It's going to be difficult for all of us but hopefully we can find some time to see you during your tour."

"I hope we can as well," Willow responded. "Asuka promised to come in a couple of weeks and Elizabeth thought she could come one weekend if she wasn't swamped. Unfortunately, your weekends are all booked so I'm going to have to come back here for my Michael fix."

"Sorry Honey, we all knew this year was going to be busy for all of us," I said, leaning down to kiss her. "We'll have to stay in touch via text, email and skyping."

"I know, but it's going to be rough without you guys around," she pouted.

"You'll be too busy to miss us all that much," I responded. "Now you better get up before you're late for breakfast."

She stuck her tongue out at me before getting out of bed and joining Elizabeth in the shower.

Twenty minutes later, in a feat that surprised the heck out of me, all three were ready to go downstairs, dressed in simple jeans and tee shirts. We met the others in the restaurant and ordered the breakfast buffet. Everyone was hungry so talk was at a minimum for the first half hour or so until everyone was stuffed.

"Alright, just a couple of things to talk about before we all split up," Katie said when everyone was nursing a caffeinated beverage of their choice. "I'm going to be travelling with the band and help out with the promoting of both the band and Calvin Klein. So next weekend, Donna and Michael will have Mr. Klein directing the photo shoot instead of my input. He is very meticulous and demanding so be prepared to work long hours and redo positions until he is satisfied. On the bright side, Mr. Klein takes care of the talent very well, so be prepared to be pampered when not working. Donna will arrive at the house in Windsor on Friday morning and get started on solo shots until Michael can arrive in the afternoon. Any questions?"

"Alright, as we discussed everyone should be wearing Calvin Klein outfits to the activities, even if it's just jeans and a tee shirt," Katie continued when there were none. "On travel days or at the hotel, I won't make a fuss but CK does have all sorts of casual and lounge wear that is comfortable just in case you do run into photographers. Other than that, everyone was great here when talking to the media so thanks for your support of the campaign."

"It's our pleasure, right girls?" Willow responded. "It's the least we can do for everything you've done for us."

The other agreed.

"That's great to hear," Katie said. "That's all I have for the group."

Vera took over next.

"Ok, the concert was well received and we got some good reviews in this morning's papers," she announced. "Sales of CDs, posters and tee shirts were better than expected so thank you Donna for the plug."

Donna just nodded with a grin.

"The equipment was on its way to Oshawa late last night and should already be at the hall by now," Vera continued. "Our plane leaves at two-thirty so we need to be ready to leave no later than noon, already checked out. Tomorrow morning we have some morning shows to visit so we need to get in and get some rest so we're bright-eyed in the morning."

The band nodded their agreement.

"Finally, the CD is doing very well on iTunes and in stores so with the right exposure I think we'll be very pleased," she concluded. "We're going to explore in greater detail having you play for some of the U.S. market as soon as possible to generate further momentum. Prepare to be busy for the rest of the year as this takes off."

While I was happy for the band, I was going to miss Willow and the others, even though everyone would be pretty busy. Hopefully we got a chance to visit, however infrequently.

We broke up soon after and went up to brush our teeth, get into our travelling clothes and pack our bags. We said our goodbyes to Willow in the privacy of our suite before meeting up with the others in the lobby. We gave each of them a final hug or handshake and helped them get their luggage into the van. We found out that Donna would be flying with them to Ottawa and do the introduction up there before heading back down to Windsor after Tuesday's show.

The three of us watched as they pulled out of the hotel before handing our car ticket to the valet. Ten minutes later, we were on the way back to Ann Arbor. Both girls fell asleep on me when we got on the 401 so I played Willow's CD softly while cruising down the highway.

I had to wake them up on the Ambassador Bridge over the Detroit River so they would be awake for customs. Luckily we weren't pulled over and were soon on our way. After a stop for gas, Elizabeth drove to Ann Arbour. We pulled into the parking garage and parked beside her Mustang and Asuka's bike.

"I'm going to go to Lansing now, if you two don't mind," Elizabeth said, opening her trunk to put her suitcase in. "I've got a lot to do for tomorrow."

"I don't mind," I said, giving her a kiss and a hug.

"I'm going to go as well; I need to check in with Mitsy and let her know how it went and see if there was any trouble while we were gone," Asuka said while strapping her bag to the back of her bike.

I hugged her and then the two women hugged before roaring off. I took the stairs up to the lobby and checked the mail before going up to the condo. After turning off the alarm, I unpacked my suitcase and started a load of laundry before checking my messages. I remembered to upload my final version of the game to my ftp site so that both ladies could start the beta testing before distributing it through their companies.

After a light supper, I headed over to the dojo and worked out with Sensei and Asuka for a couple of hours. Once we were done, Asuka came back to the condo to have a shower with me but went home to sleep, leaving me alone for the night. I fell asleep fairly quickly, though I missed my girls more than I thought I would.


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To Be Continued...
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Posted:  2012-01-26
Last Modified: 2013-02-06 / 11:03:52 am
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