Hello Mr. Robinson Pt. 07

"You are my hero," she said.

"No doubt about it Greg you deserve a metal for making her feel like a woman again." Jordan added.

"I... um... I am glad you aren't mad..." I stammered as I reached the bathroom.

"I told you before that I understand," Rhea said. "You changed a life tonight."

I cleaned up and grabbed my clothes. Dawn had freshened up and was wearing a fuzzy robe. She was talking about coffee but the others returned to their beds. I offered her my arm and led her downstairs to the kitchen. I got her a seat at a small round table. I grabbed the French press, the tea kettle and began fixing us some fresh brew. As I moved about the kitchen I asked Dawn about Roo's costume. That sparked a lively conversation. Roo apparently was a gifted seamstress and avid cosplayer. I had heard of it but I got a mother's insight into her daughter's second favorite passion. Well now that she lost her virginity it might fall to third. Dawn told me that after we had our coffee she would show me Roo's workshop. Apparently it wasn't just fashioning a costume that was key to success in the cosplay world. You had to be able to create props.

The kettle whistled and I poured the hot water into the press. I stirred the watery mix of grounds and water. I placed the lid on the apparatus and waited for a few minutes before I pushed down the plunger. I turned to face Dawn and I noticed the return of color and health to her complexion. Maybe she would have a complete recovery after all. A few minutes later we were sipping our coffee and we both fell into a thoughtful silence. My mind wandered back over the previous twenty four hours and I decided that I was indeed a man whore. I laughed and Dawn looked at me with a motherly eyebrow raised.

"What's so funny young man?"

"I really am a man whore," I said and she laughed. "Thanks for the moral support."

"You left off slut," she replied licking her lips. "I can't wait until I am back to full strength. I'd show you what I am really capable of. Speaking of, wait until Roo gets her hands on you again. She is scary flexible."

"Hmm... that inspires a few new strategies..."

"Be gentle she is my daughter... oh Greg I think I am falling for you."

"For what it is worth I've never slept with a mom and her daughter in under twenty four hours before."

"Cha-ching... score one for the Barrington girls!"

We drank our coffee and as promised afterwards she gave me a tour of Roo's workshop. It was damn impressive even from an amateur's point of view. We had barely walked around when Dawn's energy level dropped suddenly. I scooped her up and carried her back to her bed. I chastised her about overdoing it. She just nodded as I tucked her into bed. I lay next to her. She drifted off to sleep while I went through my emails. The FBI informed me that they were on the trail of Amarna's killer. I also received an email with a video attachment from Shannon. It showed one of her latest performances and she looked amazing. She floated across the stage with a strength and grace that took my breath away. I was so damn proud of her. I missed her and the others. A sudden twinge of guilt struck. I was being selfish again.

I brought up the latest configuration of Project Ares. It pulled in all the work of all seven teams striving for a functioning modular system. There were some very promising progress but nothing earth shattering yet. Dawn rolled onto her side and snuggled close. I found it strangely comfortable. I closed out the Ares files and glanced at the other projects Nick had in the works. One project code named Peek-A-Boo caught my attention as much for its name as what it represented. The techies were calling optical prism armor but put simply it was an invisibility cloak. It would never be mass produced but for a select few it would change everything. Speaking of select few there was a set ear marked for someone code named Inquisitor. I wondered if it was the same redhead I had met at the White House. It made sense that the Vatican could afford to outfit their best with cutting edge tech.

The kid in me couldn't resist so I pulled up Zoe's anti-gauss armor with this optical prism and began seeing how compatible they were. It went surprisingly fast and soon I had a prototype for Nick to authorize. I sent him the schematics and a short email to explain what I had done. I took a break to give my brain some down time. I decided a little healthy daydreaming would do me some good. I replayed Janessa dancing for me and closed my eyes enjoying the show. I was amazed at the clarity of the images when I remembered what my other half had said. It could record and playback anything I experienced. Soon I was reliving every caress, taste and sensation we shared. I stopped things just shy of climax. I opened my eyes and found Dawn watching me intently.

"You were moaning in your sleep," she purred. "My-my... she really did a number on you huh?"

I just nodded as Dawn offered to finish me off. I warned her I was already pretty close but she ignored me and lovingly took me in hand. Who knew I'd end up a pillow biter? I didn't want to wake up half the house when my orgasm hit me and I so I screamed into the pillow as Dawn swallowed my load like a good girl. She licked me clean and we cuddled some more. I asked her how she felt and I could see the fire in her eyes. Dawn was on the road to recovery thanks to me and Rhea. I shuddered when I remembered vomiting up that bloody mass. But if it helped her it was a small price to pay. I wonder if the senator, her husband, would return now that she had kicked cancer.

"He hasn't touched me in months," Dawn said as her finger circled around my left nipple. "I think he was hoping I'd just die so he could replace me with that little slut of his. God damn it Greg she is only two years older than his daughter! Oh don't you dare! You saved me. You gave me a fighting chance. Besides Roo has lusted after you for months and truth be told so have I. No I don't think you are like him. You don't make promises your libido can't keep. I respect you Greg. If I was in your place and a guy I'd tap all the ass that I could. We are only young once. I'm just glad you wanted to make love to an old woman like me."

"You aren't that old. You are what thirty-five... thirty-six?" I asked and she nodded. "Hell I am older than you are."

"No fucking way," she blurted out. "You can't be any older than what mid-twenties."

"I turned forty-one this year. Ah, my secret is out."

Dawn stared up at me just as I got a reply from Nick. I chuckled and she asked me what was so funny. I told her I had been inspired about blending two projects into one and it looks like my next bonus check is going to be somewhere between epic and mind-blowing. Dawn purred and whispered something about mind-blowing just before her head disappeared below the covers.

"Damn woman... oh man... I thought you were supposed to be resting..." I said but she ignored me and licked me into submission. She never asked for anything reciprocal. Dawn just sucked me off because she could and had the energy to.

"Am I monopolizing your time," she asked when she finished.

"I don't think anyone including me would blame you for wanting some much needed attention. Besides, you are the queen of the castle."

"Damn right," she said her voice soft and fuzzy. "Need to sleep..."

"I'll be here when you wake up."

I watched her sleep and found a nice comfortable position to lie there until morning. I followed updates on various projects Numenor was working on as well as requests from both the White House and the Pentagon. Nick had sent me the bio for the President-Elect to read and familiarize myself with her short but impressive career. She had been a navy seal and that alone had gotten my vote. She had done three tours in the Middle East earning a purple heart as well as a silver star. She mustered out as a sergeant and entered the political arena soon after returning home. She fought political corruption and even revealed corporations attempting to bribe her so that she could climb political ranks. Her reputation as a straight shooter helped her more than corporate America. Of course when she sought the independent ticket for President many felt it was political suicide. But then that complete debacle at the Republican debate when the men running began revealing terrible truths her chances improved. Not a week later and the same thing happened to the Democrats. Strangely enough the elderly candidate from Ohio made it through the debate with little dirt on him. So in the end it was between the two of them. She won with a healthy margin in the Electoral College.

At the end of the email it reminded me that I was scheduled to meet with the President-Elect for lunch Monday. I checked the time and freaked out. I slipped away from the sleeping Dawn and crept out to find my clothes and get back to the hotel to get ready. Rhea was waiting downstairs sipping a cup of coffee and gestured to the silver pot for me to pour my own. I dressed and sniffed my clothes. They smelled like sex. I wasn't really surprised. I had two cups of coffee and was not quite panicking by fidgeting badly.

"Jordan is taking care of everything. She has contacted the President-Elect and worked out security issues for your lunch date."

"It is not a date," I said but Rhea just smiled. "It's not... is it?"

"Give me a break," Rhea said trying hard not to laugh. "She is unmarried. She just turned forty and she asked to speak with you over meeting with many of the senators clamoring to find out where she stands on key political issues. What do you think?"

"She is cute." I admitted sheepishly.

"Cute... did you see the ass on her? There I am channeling you again. Just don't fuck this up or Nick will fire you on the spot."

"Aren't you supposed to give me a pep talk?"

Rhea leaned close and kissed my cheek. That was her way of saying I was going to be just fine. I learned that Cindy had already left and was on her way back to Arkham. Her landlord was coming home and she had to pack her stuff and move back to the sorority. I did some research on this Doctor Donald Donahue. He had just made a huge discovery in the dessert south west of Cairo. The details were still sketchy but what was known is that he found a village that dated back before the end of the last ice age. The Egyptians had taken over the dig but all the credit went to Donahue and his crew. He was a celebrity in the scientific community. It was like discovering King Tut's tomb all over again. I finished my coffee and as I stood up a grateful Roo was waiting.

"I owe you... I mean it... If you ever need anything and I do mean anything I will give it to you gladly..."

"I heard that you are really flexible, is that true?"

"It is true. I can show you just how flexible I am next time."

"I am gonna break you little girl," I growled and she almost jumped me right then and there.

"The car is waiting out front." Rhea said as she took Roo in her arms and kissed her hungrily. "Damn, I may have to join you and Greg next time."

Roo stood there transfixed. I wonder if she had ever kissed another girl before. She touched her lips with her fingers. I think that answered my question. I smiled and Roo grinned and returned to her bed. We left through the front door and the black town car was waiting for us. Rhea inspected it before allowing me inside. It passed her test and she slid behind the wheel. Rhea drove and was bouncing in her seat. I scolded her for being so mean to poor Roo.

"It's not cruel if you follow up on said promise. I want to eat her alive! She looks like a whole lot of fun."

"Oh she is," I said remembering my time with her. "The three of us can play and you can have as much time with her as you want."

"This is why you are my favorite employer ever. You share your toys." Rhea said and then fell silent for a moment. "How is Dawn doing?"

"I think she might be okay. You said I healed her. That mass that I threw up was in fact her tumor. How the hell is that even possible?"

"It is a non-localized telekinetic phenomenon. I can see you don't understand. How about this... your concern for her health allowed you to remove her cancer."

I smiled and nodded as we reached the hotel. We parked and took the elevator up. My thoughts were focused on my meeting with the President-Elect. I had read what had been collected about her but what was she really like? If I blew this Nick would be furious not to mention the Joint Chiefs. I knew they would hate to admit it but they would miss me and Numenor's technology. I worked out multiple plans to cover anything she might want to talk about. My other half whispered that I was overthinking this. The suggestion was to treat her just like I would any other woman. The problem with that is it might end up with us in a physical entanglement.

"I will not fuck the future President of the United States... I will not..."

"Seriously, you think she asked for this meeting to seduce you?" Rhea asked as she unlocked the door.

"Nah, you're right... this will probably just be business."

"I hope so. I'm not sure I could contend with the most powerful woman in the world."

We stripped down and started a bath. The room had a shower as well as a full sized tub. While it filled I fixed a light snack for us to share while we soaked. Rhea and I showered first and then slipped into the tub. The heat soothed muscles and helped me relax. Rhea sat opposite me with eyes closed and her thoughts as tranquil as the water we sat in. I sank into a deep meditative state where the world fell away and I drifted quietly in the darkness of my own personal ether. The ripple appeared suddenly and without warning. Nothing happened and then it appeared again.

"Come in," I said and Rhea appeared.

"Thank you," she said as she floated free of the rift. "So quiet, are you okay?"

"So much has happened in such a short period of time, Amarna's assassination... Roo and Dawn and Janessa... am I being a selfish bastard?"

"Of course you are," she said smiling. "Any person in your situation would react exactly as you have. That doesn't lessen my love for you one iota. My people... our culture is very different than human's. There are so few of us and so we take many lovers from many races. So my hungers are no less fierce than yours. We have committed ourselves to one another and that is all that matters."

"You are hiding something. I don't know how I know but I am sure of it. If you haven't told me there is a good reason for it. So whenever you feel like you can unburden yourself I will be here for you."

"I know. It won't be long now." Rhea said and drifted close. "Where are we?"

"This is what Nick calls the digital space. We are tied in with my implant. It is here that I can look at mountains of data at a blistering speed. I come here when working in meat time is just too slow."

"It reminds me of the Hall of Crystal Souls," she said her expression turning contemplative. "At the heart of each of our cities is a dome. At the heart of that dome is the hall. Millions of crystals adorn the walls and they flicker with an internal light, the light of an immortal soul. There are a few of us that are allowed to commune with those souls. I was one such. I touched the minds of our greatest warriors, mages and leaders. I learned from them. They shared skills they had developed in life as well as afterwards."

"I sense a regret coming." I said and she nodded.

"They wanted me to take the mantle of... well call it high priestess. If I took up that honor I would never be allowed to leave the city ever again. I just couldn't do it. So I left instead."

"You miss them don't you?" I asked and she nodded. "I can't begin to understand."

Suddenly a chorus of voices rose up around us and I knew she was sharing with me her memory of her connection to those long lost souls. It was like a host of fire flies surrounding us. One of them touched me and suddenly we were hovering in the cavernous Hall of Souls. There was a luminous being standing before me. He was tall, thin and had the aura of a warrior. He motioned for me to approach and I did. He smiled as he embraced me. I felt his thoughts intertwine with mine. While he shared his knowledge and skill with weaponry I shared with him the women I had been with. It was mutually beneficial. He had long lost his touch with the physical. He wanted to remember what it was like to be intimate with someone. I learned the subtleties of tactics, the love of melee combat and the glee of cutting down enemies with a firearm. The embrace ended and that is when I realized I had been in touch with a living soul not just a memory. The realization was staggering. Rhea had left the city but she retained her link with the dome. I looked at her and she nodded. Our connection was rudely and suddenly severed. She must have woken up. I followed her to the waking world. I opened my eyes and we were still in the tub.

"It is time to put what you learned to the test... preserve it in your muscle memory."

We dried off and dressed in light loose fitting clothing. Rhea and I snuck onto the roof of the hotel with the help of my digital self. We were armed with wooden swords. I looked over the terrain that made up the roof. There were multiple air vents, air conditioners and even a data shack that handled the hotel's internet needs. We faced off, bowed and launched ourselves into the dance of death. She played defensive gauging the level of my skills. I worked my way through the lessons I had learned and soon I was well into the intermediate moves when Rhea grew annoyed and pushed things up to her level. Instinct took over and I was blocking her strikes with some difficulty but I managed to keep her at bay. She smiled and I saw the blood lust come out and there was no restraint now. I was stunned when I felt a surge of confidence and took the fight to her.

"Tell me about your armor," I said as I pressed my attack.

"It will be difficult to put into words," she said as she turned aside my assault and drove her advantage. "I made it. I wore it in battle. You feel as the J'Nai experience emotions now. Among our people there are rituals. One such ritual is the donning of armor and it prepares us for the killing ground. If you gave me the armor then I would have worn it and killed anyone and everyone not wearing similar armor. It goes beyond rational thought it is our killer instinct. I am glad you trusted me and kept it away from me."

"I trusted you with everything even if I didn't understand why I had faith in your judgment."

The wind was whipping against us and I barely felt the cold. My only goal was to land a single scoring point on my opponent. I drew her into one of my mentor's latest strategies and brought my entire being into the strike that followed. Rhea blocked the blow but at the cost of her weapon. I stepped back and bowed to her. She let the half of her sword left in her grasp fall to the roof. She bowed back and even winked at me.

"Damn I miss that," she said above the wind.

"We better go," I said. "I need to wash up again. I still have that meeting with the President-Elect."

"... I'll wash your back."

"If you do... I'll have you up against the shower wall and fuck you until you can't walk. I am... my entire body is just... damn!"

"Let me lead the way."

We fucked so fiercely and for so long I barely made it to the restaurant on time. I was dressed in my finest suit while Rhea wore her work uniform. Secret service agents were posted out front and we had the entire place to ourselves. Rhea waited outside while I had lunch with a woman that in a month would be sworn in as the first female President of the United States. She was seated but rose to her feet to greet me. She stood sixty six inches tall with a mane of raven black hair that contrasted her ruddy skin. Her eyes were the color of mahogany and her features were easy on the eye. The suit she wore did little to hide the amazing figure beneath.