Wesley is on the verge of closing on his house. He enjoyed being roommates with Camryn and his sister. Shelby is counting down to him moving out. He didn't take it personally. Living with her protective older brother ...didn't make for the best roommate.
* * *
He watched Camryn doing her meditative breathing. She is beautiful. His new roommate is an unusual person; he thought he saw a literal light coming from her during the mediation. Shelby told him she thinks Camryn has many guardians; she smells roses often when she's around. She’s checked Camryn doesn’t have anything that smells like roses.
* * *
After Camryn is done meditating, he sits behind her and hooks a finger around her shirt gently pulling it down on her shoulders. He kisses her shoulder, up her neck, around her jawline before using his finger to tilt her chin and kissing her lips. He’s been wanting to kiss those beautiful lips. She didn’t pull out of his embrace.
Wesley smiles at Camryn. She does take his breath away.
Katrina is annoyed. Minerva calling her and Richard to New York is hindering their surveillance of Camryn.
* * *
"Our people can handle it," Richard said.
* * *
"Well, I guess if we were in trouble, we would be meeting with the coven versus meeting Minerva," Katrina said.
* * *
"I guess that depends," Richard stated.
"Thanks," Katrina said.
* * *
The Sandoval siblings enter into Minerva's office. Katrina is feeling hopeful.
* * *
"I want you to take another look into Mathilda's bloodline," Minerva stated.
* * *
"Why?" Richard said.
* * *
"I think something was missed. Families lie and rewrite their history all the time. So what if Mathilda's bloodline didn't end in 1988? I'm dealing with Alison Gray, the sister. She acts more like the other women on the Crawford bloodline than Camryn." Minerva said.
* * *
"You haven’t met Camryn," Richard said.
* * *
"Living with an abusive boyfriend, shitty jobs, living like a loser...that seems more like someone on Mathilda's bloodline," Minerva said.
* * *
"Alison doesn't have any abilities or the energy signature like others from Josie's line," Katrina stated.
* * *
"I want you to check again; I think Alison is a Crawford. I understand the evidence you’re following with Camryn….but Alison acts like the women on the Crawford bloodline. Camryn has abilities, but she sounds too normal to be on a Crawford. Alison was born in 77 or 78. I want you all to check if Gloria Morgan ever gave birth. "Minerva said.
* * *
"So...what makes you believe that Alison is a Crawford... other than her personality?" Richard asked.
* * *
"Since I’m paying you, humor me," Minerva said.
* * *
"We'll revisit," Katrina said.
* * *
"If we missed something...we're sorry ... we will find it." Richard said.
* * *
"Can you image if Alison is in the bloodline. She's gotten all the anger and destruction but so far no abilities." Minerva laughs.
* * *
Katrina and Richard walk down Lexington Avenue in silence.
"Maybe she's evil with no Crawford in her," Katrina said.
* * *
"She bullied other kids, burned Camryn with a curling iron, and stabbed a boy when she was 10, she set fires, and she ran away from home...a lot and a pervert did get a hold of her when she was a kid," Richard said.
* * *
"Minerva wants Alison to develop a relationship with Camryn. What is she up to? "Katrina stated.
* * *
"Minerva is ruthless. What would she gain by having Alison go after Camryn? She's got some angle in mind." Richard said.
* * *
"Oh." Katrina smiles
* * *
"What?" Richard asked.
* * *
"Now you want to figure out what Minerva's end game is...before; you told me that didn't matter. We were being paid money to provide information." Katrina said.
* * *
"We still are. I'm making sure our ass stays out of the line of fire." He said.
* * *
"Let's find out if Gloria Morgan ever had a baby," Katrina said.
Alison drove from NYC to Chicago. She often took a train or flew, but she needed the time on the road to think. She had attended a special prayer service, and the minister's sermon got her stirred up.
Reverend Jo Anna Lynden spoke about not complaining while "you're on the shelf" and gave an analogy of a cup being crafted. All Alison could see is the Reverend's second husband and twin daughters sitting in church. She didn't judge her for having a second husband. How could this woman stand there telling them the time of waiting is a blessing?
Alison is a 38-year-old widow. Her husband was murdered over items in a sealed haul. Barry didn't even know what he was hauling and got murdered for it. Now, this stupid woman is telling her not to complain during the hard times. She detested the religious ones so much more than other people.
“Fuck you Reverend Joanna Lynden," Alison said.
* * *
What is she supposed to do with herself if she couldn't or isn't supposed to complain to God? He knows what's going to happen before it happens? Alison scoffs over the concept.
Do people even know what they're saying when they say things like that? She thought.
* * *
Life left a bitter taste in Alison's mouth. She needed time to clear her mind. She needed to recruit troops; concluded that she needs something like a farm so she can convert it into a living and workspace, and needed a lot more money to make this plan into an action.
She drives around Chicago area. She isn't sure where she is going, but she needed out in New York City for a few days. She sent Camryn an e-mail asking her if she wanted to join her for fashion week. Alison is disappointed that she missed the first deadline with Camryn because $100K goes a lot farther than $50K.
It figures, Alison thought, Camryn always had such a talent for ruining things for her.
Alison came across a group of teenage boys. The oldest in the group said he is 15.
* * *
"What's your pleasure?" He asked.
* * *
"My pleasure. $100 for bathing." She said.
* * *
"What?" He asked.
* * *
"I want you to bathe." She said.
* * *
The teen shrugs. He's done some sick shit for a lot less. He buckles his seat belt. Alison rolls down her window the boy stinks. She drives back to her hotel. The boy is surprised that she has clean clothes for him to change into. He flips through the tee shirt, jeans, underwear, socks, and shoes. Alison hands him a garbage bag.
"For the clothes, you're wearing." She said.
* * *
Alison's lip curls when she saw how dirty his clothes when he removed.
* * *
"What do I call you?" He asked.
* * *
"Mistress." She stated.
* * *
The boy got it. She is one of those dominate submissive people. "I'm Stone." He said.
* * *
"Don't care," Alison stated.
* * *
Stone shrugs. She's honest. At least she’s not talking to him about God while asking for sex. He places the bath mat on the floor. He tests the water. He thought for a moment; it is silly for him to check to see if it’s warm. The shower curtain will not be closed so that he will be cold at some point.
* * *
Alison looks at his slender body. She is sure Stone isn't his name. He lathered and rinsed several times. He washes his hair, baths and brushes his teeth. He towel dries, and she hands him a robe.
* * *
"Now that you're clean, let’s order din
ner and ....something on TV. Please only speak to me during the commercials or when I say something to you." She said.
* * *
"Wait. Dinner…that's a date. If you want me to do that, it's going to cost more than $100." Stone said.
"Fine $300," Alison said.
* * *
"If you want me to spend the night: $500." Stone said.
* * *
"You're not spending the night," Alison said.
"Colossus!" Liz said.
* * *
"No, Goliath," Jeremy said.
* * *
Liz and Jeremy, they were like that monkey and the peanut - neither would let go.
* * *
"If I may," Camryn said, "Neither name is fitting for your new high-tech storm chasing vehicle." She said.
* * *
"What!" They both said.
"You both are focusing on size - Colossus and Goliath, but someone signing up as a tornado tourist are people that are fascinated by tornadoes and amateur storm chasers themselves right?" Camryn said.
"Armchair meteorologists don't forget those," Liz said.
* * *
"OK, it's a consumer that is well aware that a tornado, even a level one is a force of nature. We all know this force of nature plows through a house like it was made of matches. Tosses around semi-trucks like toys. The priority isn't going to be how large the storm chasing vehicle. The priority is if this vehicle prevents their death when caught in a tornado and how fast it can move to catch that storm. "Camryn said.
* * *
"I see your point," Liz said.
* * *
"Goliath was a warrior," Jeremy said.
* * *
"Goliath was taken out by a pebble that was tossed by a pretty teenage shepherd boy. One that he bragged he was going to rape before killing. Do you want to name your vehicle after a guy that became a bitch to a pebble?" Camryn asked.
* * *
Jeremy looks at Camryn and Liz. He laughs. "I don't think anyone ever explained that story to me that way before." He said.
* * *
"I can design a contest page and let the former customer's name the new vehicle," Camryn said.
"Ok. Camryn, you're doing the newbie chaser story.” Liz said.
* * *
"I’m excited. I’ve always wanted to go on a storm chasing adventure. I must remember to thank Wesley for suggesting the idea." She said.
She has some ideas on how to thank him.
* * *
"Understand that maybe some days I'm not the most gracious. After all, we may travel what 300 or more miles a day and what they never show on TV are the crappy hotels." Camryn said.
* * *
"The motels are not that bad, but it is true you're not going to stay in five-star accommodations," Liz stated.
* * *
"Camryn, you will need to sign the waivers for the tour," Jeremy said.
"Okay," Camryn said.
* * *
"Reduced fee," Liz said.
* * *
Camryn expected they would charge her the full amount a reduced fee is cool.
* * *
"Thinking June," Jeremy said.
* * *
"How about the one that overlaps May and June," Liz said. "Price $2176, the regular price is $4352," Liz said.
* * *
"Do you want me to book it with Manny? I can pay it now." Camryn said.
* * *
"I’ll do it," Liz said. She smiles.
* * *
"You'll get an email waiver and agreement for the tour. We need the form e-signed, then, you will get the tour confirmation email." Jeremy said.
She gets it! Jeremy wants her to sign the freaking waiver!
Camryn’s back to her size 14. She wasn't sure about moving back to Texas. So much has changed since she left and in her opinion, the changes haven't been for the better.
* * *
She and her new roommates get along well--even with the hiccup that Wesley's plans to buy a house fell through. Shelby was more disappointed. It’s been a productive few months for her in Austin Texas.
* * *
Seeing Wesley walking around the house in his pajamas is a plus; with his amazing muscular lightly hairy chest. They discussed their mutual attraction. The first time in her life, Camryn isn't concerned about looking easy, She simply wanted Wesley.
* * *
She enjoys touching him.
* * *
She didn't object to making out.
* * *
She didn't object when they undressed each other. He has a beautiful tattoo of an eagle across his shoulders and likes having his nipples softly bitten. She looks over his lean body.
So much for all white guys having a little one. She thought.
They took time touching and tasting each other’s bodies. The first attempt at intercourse…did not go well. She thought he was too tired for sex, but he disagreed. He was too tired. They agreed to wait before making another attempt.
* * *
He places a pillow under her butt.
* * *
She opens her legs wide. He smiles. He looks at her vagina for a few moments before lowering himself. He kisses and licks her thighs working his way to her. It's obvious when a man learns oral sex by experimenting versus getting his sex education through porn. Wesley wants her enjoying sex. He isn't only focusing on how he likes to eat pussy.
* * *
His tongue.
* * *
His lips.
* * *
His fingers.
* * *
She kept coming. She thought she was done, but then another orgasm arrives. He didn't push her down to his dick. He presented his erection to her. She accepted him into her mouth. She didn't feel like he was cutting off her air. He massaged the back of her head gently tugging on her hair. He thrust into her mouth, and she didn't feel humiliated. She choked when he came.
* * *
Wesley didn't taste bitter. His crotch had no pungent scent like some men.
* * *
Later, she told him she didn't want him sharing himself with anyone but her.
* * *
"Are you possessive Camryn?" Wesley asked.
* * *
"No. It's not possessive to ask, and expect you not to share yourself sexually with anyone but me." Camryn stated.
* * *
Wesley chuckles. "Okay. I don't want you sharing yourself with anyone else either." He said.
Experience has taught him women cheat as much as men probably more since woman cover their tracks better.
* * *
"Done," Camryn said.
* * *
Camryn is distracted from her conversation with Shelby. She hopes she missed nothing important.
* * *
"Right Camryn?" Shelby asked.
"Right," Camryn said.
* * *
Shelby laughs. She recognizes the look on Camryn's face. She's been blitzed by Wesley. She figured they had sex. She appreciated them being discrete. It's uncomfortable hearing someone having sex and pretending later like you never heard anything.
* * *
"Wes tells me you're going with the tornado tourists this season," Shelby said.
* * *
"Yep. I’m excited." Camryn smiled.
* * *
"You're in good hands. Wes will be driving that tour...he was a cop. You see the way cops drive?" Shelby said.
"They're professional stunt drivers....on steroids. “Camryn said. "You sure Wesley won't mind me sleeping in his room?" She asked.
* * *
"No. Brats caused the living room and your bedroom to flood." She stated.
* * *
Shelby tips her hat to Camryn. She isn't assuming having sex with Wesley equals she can be all up in his living area. It's not a silly assumption, but it's a mistake to presume a person's ready to let you into their private space because they shared their genitals
with you.
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