“Yourthing? Would that be the very samethingwhich I’m sort of noticing right now?” She grabbed his shoulders and pulled herself upward while grinding her pelvis so he was positioned exactly where she wanted him. “Why don’t you do that thing with your thing right now so I can know exactly what … oh!” John had suddenly lifted her up and then pulled her back down, impaling her. She was so wet, he slipped inside easily and she began grinding her pelvis in earnest. That felt so, so good!
The conversation was over and for the next several minutes, there were only moans and groans as they continued making love. Tracy had just started her second orgasm when John finally shuddered, finding his release and emptying inside her. That heightened her enjoyment and she yelled and hollered as her pleasure overwhelmed her completely. For several minutes afterward, they both simply lay there, blissfully clinging together as their bodies relaxed and their soaring souls somehow found their way back into their bodies once again.
Finally, John said, “Wow! And, I thought that thing we did last night was good.”
“Yeah, that thing we just did right now was definitely fantastic,” agreed Tracy. “MmmMmm. Can we do that again?” The enthusiasm in her voice was unmistakable.
John laughed and, with an exaggerated sigh, said, “Well, not for a while, I’m afraid. I’m sure you’ve noticed mythinghas shriveled up and would indeed have some performance issues at the moment.”
Tracy giggled and said, “My girly bits are a bit sore, at the moment, so that’s quite all right. What shall we do while we give your thing and my bits some time to recuperate?” She hopped out of bed and watched as he got up also.
“First, we eat a nice breakfast,” answered John. “Then, we’ll drive into Boston, park the car and spend some time cruising through Quincy Market. I haven’t taken you there yet and until you visit Faneuil Hall and see why it’s called the Cradle of Liberty of the Revolution, why … you just can’t fully appreciate American history.”
“Okay, okay. Sounds fun.” Tracy had heard about where the Boston Tea Party rebellion against British Taxation had begun and was also aware there were over a hundred shops, pushcarts, restaurants and pubs at this marketplace where Boston’s famous Freedom Trail began. “You can drag me around and show me the sights as long as you promise to also feed me lots of good food, give me plenty of chocolate, maybe get me some ice cream and then, bring me back here to … you know … satiateallof my bodily needs.”
“Oh, my plans for your luscious body are all inclusive,” laughed John. He had fallen for her immediately, love at first sight, more than a year earlier. She had dark brown hair worn in a nice page boy style, appropriate for an Army cadet. With her naturally lovely complexion, her dark brown eyes always shining brightly and her really pretty smile, she didn’t need much else. Although not a great athlete like his sister Missy was, Tracy was very athletic nonetheless, and at five-six with a nice figure, she certainly looked good. As far as he was concerned, she was the most attractive person he’d ever met. The fact that their feelings for one another were mutual had only made him love her all the more.
An hour later they were dressed, had eaten and were on their way to Boston.
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When they returned to John’s apartment, it was late in the evening. They had done a lot of walking, a lot of talking, a lot of eating and it had all been good. The historic sites had been fascinating. Then, Tracy had been especially thrilled with the Ghirardelli Chocolate and Ice Cream Shop. Plus, she even got to do some last minute shopping for the wedding they were attending the next day as well as for their upcoming Germany trip.
There was some mail waiting and when John looked at what had arrived that day, he got very excited. He quickly tore open one of the envelopes and then said, “Hey, you know that accelerated two-year law degree program I told you I applied for at the New York Law School? I’ve been accepted!”
“Really? That’s wonderful,” said Tracy. She rushed over and gave him a big hug. “I know how much you’ve been counting on that.” He was graduating with his bachelor’s degree in May and now, assuming he could pass the bar exam two years later, he’d be finishing right when she was graduating from West Point. Plus, he’d be down in New York City for those two years, much closer to the academy.
John said, “Obviously, those Fabulous Fates you and my sister always talk about are showing us some favor. I’ll be ready to follow wherever you go.” He knew she had her heart set on going to Fort Rucker, Alabama for the Army Aviation school. She believed it was her destiny to fly attack helicopters so she then could shoot whatever armaments might be appropriate in support of the U.S. troops and her country. She was a fire witch, after all, and had been gifted with the ability to bring down lightning bolts and fireballs. Hence, she felt it was her calling. He had no doubt she would succeed.
She was his girlfriend, his soulmate, and he considered it his destiny to support her wherever she went in whatever she did. It scared the hell out of him that she was a warrior witch but, that’s what she was and that’s who he’d fallen in love with.
“Yes, that’s very true and it will be wonderful,” Tracy acknowledged. “Both about our being favored by the Fates and that you’ll be able to go wherever I might go. Even if I don’t get into flight school right away …”
“Oh, you will, you will! I don’t doubt that at all, Tracy. And, if you need any assistance getting whatever assignments you want? Well, you’ve got all those friends in high places now whom you’ve helped already. I mean … this trip we’re taking to Germany is another example. Your government buddies won’t let you down after the way you always step up whenever they need you.”
“I suppose. Only, I view it differently. They’ve merely been giving me some opportunities to fulfill my destiny. Aren’t you the one who always says a witch has gotta do what a witch has gotta do?” Tracy giggled.
“Well … actually, I’m the one who’s going to help fulfill your destiny for the rest of this evening,” laughed John. “I see some really hot sex in your immediate future.” He began taking off some of his clothes and then approached her with the obvious intent of taking off some of her clothing as well.
“Oh, really? I must admit, I do like the sound of that.” She began unbuttoning her blouse and then let him help her with getting undressed.
“Are your tender, sensitive lady bits still sore?” asked John. “If so, then I’ll be very gentle. You know how I can be really,reallygentle when I use my tongue.”
Tracy loved it when he was really, really gentle. Until he wasn’t. Then, of course, she loved it even more …
ChapterTwo
Sunday, Mar 15, 2020
The wedding was a wonderful event. Robert and Connie kept telling everyone it was even better than their first time down the aisle. The reception was held at a Marriott Hotel in Peabody and was well attended. In addition to everyone on his Psychic Division team being there, there were many from other FBI groups who had worked with Robert over the years.
Drew Martinson, Les and Marsha Gooding, Linda Rayburn and two other “P” Branch members were seated at the same table with Lieutenant Colonel Schermerhorn and Captain Bonomo. The captain actually ended up sitting next to Linda which seemed appropriate as they both were single and similar ages, in their mid-twenties. They were pleasantly surprised when they each learned the other would be on the “P” Branch jet to Germany that night and soon found they had a lot to talk about.
Millicent Pratt had come up from Texas. She had been Tracy’s mentor and then, at Tracy’s request, she had gone to Cancun with Robert and Oliver when Candace had gone missing. She sat with Desiree Yerger who had brought her daughter Delilah. Lila quickly paired up with Missy’s brother Patrick and the two of them were off in their own little world, oblivious to everything going on around them. Also at that table were Oliver Bessom with Candace Axtell plus Troy Dangelmeyer with Sally Navarro.
Missy and Mike were at the McCrea table with Missy’s parents, Philip and Julia. So was her sister Heather with her husband Donald Whalen plus her brother John with Tracy. Robert had gotten very close to everyone in Missy’s family during her two-year disappearance in the mountains.
There were several toasts to the bride and groom all during the delicious meal and then there was dancing. All too soon, the day of celebration came to an end and it was time for Robert and Connie to say goodbye and head off on their honeymoon. They were booked on an early morning fight to Aruba. Everyone cheered when they made their exit from the reception.
