Little Cherine Book 01 - BPost020

“I am rather stubborn and you are also strong-willed. I would not want you to change. You fight back and may the person in the right, or me, always win.” I grinned at her, having to wait a few seconds for her to hear what I’d said, as I’d said it. She lightly bit my finger and then giggled.

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Dommi betrayed me, “I caught that thought. You are wrong. Cherine he thought he was being hypocritical, he feels his near death experiences may have been due to his doubting you. Robert, it has never been your doubt of her love that caused the problems. It is your doubting your being worth that love of hers that kills you. And you have the cheek to call me insecure!! At least I don’t keep trying to kill all of us.” Her bluntness shocked both of us and Cherine looked at me fearfully, afraid I might perhaps disintegrate again.

“Don’t worry my Cherry baby, she is the mother, she knows what she is doing. Truth is truth and she is right. I do not feel worthy of so much love.”

“Nobody is.” Marian walked in and sat down (she must have been listening from inside the house). “Just be grateful you have it. That is all she asks of you.”

“Spoken like a lady in love?”

She blushed and Cherine clapped her hands in glee. After we teased Marian for a while she fled to the kitchen, to make my favourite, roast beef with all the trimmings, nice and raw in the center. Dommi claims that proves I have a bloodthirsty nature. When the phone rang Cherine looked up, happy.

“It is pappou Alki. He is happy, he has good news for you.”

“Roberto, they have agreed! I have their fax. The contracts are being drawn up.”

“That corporate deal?”

“Yes, you do a few pages and you make $200,000.”

“I’m just happy that I will finally be able to repay you the money I owe you.” There was a silence from the other side. “Alki, don’t say I said something wrong!”

“You hurt my feelings. How can you say you owe me money? You who are my son, my friend? You who has given me back my youth.”

“Yes, and I the one who has provided you with a woman to love.”

“You show some respect for your elders and keep your nose out of our business.”

“Alki please do not count what you owe me or I owe you on the matter of friendship, for then I would be deeply in your debt. How often have I put you through hell for sake of my foolishness. How often have you saved my life. Or how do I weigh the love you give my little Cherine and Dominique. But where business is business, we keep accounts. What I owe I pay.”

“Roberto, that reminds me, sorry to change the subject. It does not mean I agree, but this is important. I saw that design of yours. That black awful thing. It would make you a lot of money, even make you more famous. Please do not give it to me. Delete it. That thing will cause too much pain, the money is not worth it, especially as the pain will be felt by Cherine.”

“It is gone, already deleted. But thanks.”

As I closed the phone, Cherine was getting up, trying to leave the room quickly. I knew she had sensed my question and was trying to avoid it.

“Cherine you come back here. We need to …”

“No, I will not talk about it.”

Dommi asked, “About the painting?”

“Yes Dommi. I need to know what she meant, why it affected her so strongly.”

“She believes...”

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Cherine came running back in shouting, “No, stop. You promised, you must not. Please.”

“Cherine come here please. Sit on my lap.”

Of course she sensed I was not going to continue questioning, so she came. I pressed her to me and ran my fingers through her hair as I spoke. “I have the feeling that you do not want me to ever know. So now you are not only the lady of the mysterious smile; you are the lady with a secret. How can three persons, even if they are in many ways one, live together, while able to pick up each other’s emotions and read each other’s thoughts and still keep secrets? By respecting each others privacy. Right? That does not mean it ends there. If either of us does not want to answer a question or wants to keep the answer a secret, the same rules apply. If you want to keep it a secret, it is your right. Just be certain you know why you are keeping it a secret. I feel you are doing it to protect me. That is an honourable reason. As long as you never put Dommi and yourself in danger for that reason.” I kissed her brow. “By the way, I’ve got news I’m bursting to tell you about. How come nobody picked it up from me?”

Cherine asked, “It was what pappou Alki told you?”

“You know what is was about?”

“No. Just that he was very happy.”

“Okay kiddos. I just have to do a couple of weeks work and your old man is going to make us quite rich.” I told them about the deal. “I can tell you one thing. The way the internet is exploding, I will soon be getting more of these jobs. If we can just get enough within the next year or so, when we have to move we will be able to do so in comfort.”

She looked up at me. “Why do we have to move? Can’t we just project ourselves as older?”

“How can you sit at school concentrating on your lessons and on projecting. For an hour or two I can manage it, not for six - seven hours every day.”

“How will I go to a higher class if they keep thinking I am nine years old?”

“Big problem. We got another one too. It may be my imagination, but isn’t Dommi starting to look younger?” Cherine looked at her carefully. Taking a cue from my mind and remembering the story of Thanassi, she nodded positively. “As she keeps looking younger, we will have to start hiding our relationship with her also. But you know what I think is the biggest problem?”

“What?!”

“She only lost her cherry when she was nearly sixteen. I think she will soon be younger than that. It means every time I want to make love with her she will be a virgin again, cause she will be younger than the last time we made love. You think you can help me now and then?”

“What things you say to children!”

“Hi Marian - been listening have you? How are you ever going to prove Cherine is your child when you start becoming a virgin again?”

“You’re joking!”

“Not at all. You are what, about twenty six?”

“Twenty eight.”

“So in our new way of defining age, you will become about eleven years old physically. I presume you were older when you lost your virginity?”

“None of your business. Oh come on, you must be joking?”

“No.”

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She began to cry. “Please you’ve got to stop it. I don’t want to become so young. Who could love me if I do?”

I pretended not to understand her, much to the amusement of my girls. “Oh, you won’t have a problem, at that age you should be suitable for the reputation I have to maintain. Hmm, that might be quite interesting, mother and daughter.”

“That would be disgusting! You are going too far Robert! How can you talk in front of Cherine like that? It would be a kind of incest. That is revolting!!”

“What, incest is? Why?”

“You really don’t have a sense of decency do you?”

“Marian, incest is/was taboo for a very good reason. Those reasons will not apply to us. Or at least the rules will be different. Actually the rules of incest have already changed over the last century. More and more people are starting to feel that since we now have reasonably effective birth control, what is more natural than to make love to the person you already love, your daughter or sister and so on. There is nothing more beautiful than making love to someone you deeply love. It is the most satisfying way of expressing your love.”

“That is utter rubbish. I’m not sitting here listening to this garbage!”

Sweet Dommi took over. “Marian he is teasing you. He started by teasing Cherine and me and you walked in. Because you took him seriously he carried on, taking it to extremes. Remember, we feel everybody’s emotions. We are not trying to spy on you and for that reason we try to block out whatever we can. We know how you and Alki are beginning to feel about each other and it makes us happy.” She paused to give a grin. “Just remember that our Robert is a little bit crazy. It is why we love him. It is his craziness that makes him the unique person we love so much. For the sake of keeping our love fresh and alive we make allowances for his craziness. It can get rather difficult at times, but luckily he is very loveable.”

In an acerbic tone she said to Dommi, “I can see that part about him being crazy. Well you two have to put up with it, I got better things to do, like cooking raw roast beef for crazy people.”

As she walked out I looked plaintively at the girls. “That bit at the end - was she being serious or you reckon she was pulling my leg?”

Dommi laughed. “I would think that touching your leg, to pull it or otherwise, would be the last thing she would want to do.”

“I hope you meant that bit about loving me because I’m crazy. That would be the nicest thing I can think of being loved for.”

Cherine felt excluded, so she tried to join in the spirit of what was being said. “But I loved you because you are my monster!”

“Unfortunately for you, that I will always be - your personal monster.”

Suddenly Cherine’s thoughts changed. “Robert, will you promise me something - big!”

“If I can my love.”

“I want you to show me how you get or make your healer.”

Ruefully I admitted, “If I knew I would have shown both of you long ago.”

“Yes, but now me and Dommi can come in with you to see where it is and how it comes to you when you call for it.”

“I’m willing to try, as often as you want my little dare-devil. By the way, not me and Dommi, Dommi and I.”

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She was so pathetically happy at my answer that I knew she had been worried. They had told me how my healer had lost its strength, its abilities when I disappeared. Knowing she still feared losing me, I was happy to do anything I could. Dommi looked relieved also. It warmed me to know they were not worried for themselves, they were only thinking of me. I wonder whether I will ever be able to accept it as being natural.

Dommi whispered to me, so that Marian would not hear, but I could sense her worry, “You were kidding about the incest?”

“Not really. Many years ago it was shameful and in some countries illegal for stepsister and stepbrother to marry - which was a very puritanical law. Then divorces became almost as popular as marriages. Too many steps were falling in love and wanting to marry, living together and having children secretly. The law had to change and there went that taboo.

You want another example? This one is my personal theory and is a bit more complicated and I admit there is not enough statistical information to back me. Men like to talk tough. They also tend to look tougher. But the truth is, emotionally they are softies and most of them lose their self-confidence very easily. Us males are not very good at sex if we lack self confidence. Since the suffragettes, women have become more and more aggressive, which means they feel less and less like females to men, since they are deliberately trying to rid themselves of those very characteristics which appeal to the instincts of males. In growing numbers, men are turning to homosexuality or bisexuality where, ironically they can find tenderness from other men.

Those who cannot are looking for women who are going to admire them, not threaten their masculinity. Where can they find that? Hookers, prostitutes? A very empty and sterile environment. The man is something faceless to them and men do need to have their emotional needs catered to, not just those of the body. So what is left? The younger female who already adores or loves them. She looks up to him and will not think of challenging his masculinity.

Thanks to the self-defeating heavy media coverage of paedophilia, a number of them are even provoked by these youngsters. Children nowadays know about sex, they even know about the fact that many fathers, uncles, older brothers have sex with their friends because they are more open about it and discuss it with their schoolmates. So, they end up wondering, why does their father, uncle, brother not want them? Thanks to the pill, with the fear of disgrace from the girl getting pregnant removed and the mother being absent from the home all day, it has become easier to succumb to temptation.

I’m not arguing whether it is good or bad, nor am I claiming these people are in the majority in the Western countries, they are not. I’m just stating the fact that it happens. I believe the statistics for the United States show that for girls under eighteen years old, about twenty percent of them have been molested or abused - which is just another way of saying they have had sex with an adult - and an adult could be a boyfriend of eighteen, who is only a couple of months older.

Keep in mind that those are only the reported statistics, the real figures are probably closer to double that - if not more. In many countries the reported percentage is higher. If the percentages are that high, where does it become from immoral or illegal to legal due to pressures on the legal system? No country can afford to hold a major part of its population in prison. Homosexualism was seen as immoral and was punishable by long jail sentences - as happened to Oscar Wilde for example. Today their rights are protected more avidly than the rights of heterosexuals.

There is another disturbing trend. The rules for children are being changed in schools in America, such rules favouring turning little boys into replicas of little girls. They claim it is because girls are easier to control and educate. I read about one school where they make the boys come to school dressed like girls and they are given dolls to play with. Should I believe heterosexual males or females are behind these rules - advances as they call them? Maybe, but if it is so, perhaps they are intellectuals who know nothing about children or human nature and only take action according to half-assed theories they create and fall in love with.

If what we see in the movies reflects even a small part of the truth, it seems that more and more women are turning to other women for love and sex. I am still trying to puzzle out the reasons, but I was wondering, could it be that as women become more dominant, they also need women to be their ‘women’ or maybe, even little girls, daughters, just as the patriarchal male does?

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It does sound as if both sexes are getting more and more messed up and maybe new ways will evolve for all of us. As long as it does not lead to children being harmed or hurt, I’m quite happy to remain only an observer, without claiming the right to judge them. I do not believe that any of us have the right to judge the lifestyles of others, as long as the weak are not being coerced or hurt.

What are my beliefs? Difficult to say. I love the purity of children. I wish them to grow up to reach as close as possible to their potential, and I hate anything that damages their minds and hearts. But incest is not only amongst adults and children. Some of those relationships are formed when the younger party has reached late teens or is an adult. Are they hurting anyone, even themselves, if they have such a relationship with a closely loved relative? Is perhaps most of the damage created by the rules and laws and society making them feel guilty? What if those rules or laws are removed, then all that would remain illegal is if they do not use contraceptives and have children - but it will then become the next great turn on, because it is illegal. Dommi, we have to find another way, we must not continue to use the law to browbeat others into living their lives and believing as we do, nor should we make having sex with children attractive because of it being forbidden and thus, attractive to many who would not otherwise even think of touching a child sexually. I know that I had not considered it possible until I found myself being inundated by articles in magazines, newspapers and in the movies.

As for myself, as I just said, I find it very difficult to condemn anyone except for those who hurt others for their own satisfaction. After all, what I am doing is highly illegal. Should we feel guilty, should we stop so as to satisfy the rules made by other people?

There is an American writer of science fiction who also lectures at university. He has challenged the establishment on the matter of incest. His name is Heinlein. He has written stories about a father and daughter. Not for titillating the reader, so he claims, but for the purpose of forcing people to re-examine their beliefs, and the reasons for having them. He is a highly respected figure and his books are studied at universities. If anyone else had written those stories and tried to lecture on the subject, he would have been hounded and prosecuted. So, why would it be evil of me to say incest can be right for certain individuals if they love each other and are not forced into bearing mutilating scars of guilt because they do not conform to the beliefs of others?

There is nothing more natural than our relationship. Why? Because it is made up of love and nothing but love. There are no games of domination that would scar either of you. Why? Because of Cherine herself. She was so joyous about loving me, it was of no import whether she were eight or eighteen. Our love not only did not scar her, but fulfilled her as a human being, enabling her to stretch her wings so that she may become a mature and happy adult. The fact of her childhood is not a deciding factor. Yes I love the tastes and scents of her childhood. But that is not why I love her. Yes, I love her tiny purity. But that is not the reason I love her. When one day she is old, wrinkled and toothless I will love her. Not because she is old, wrinkled and toothless. Just because she is my Cherine. The same goes for you Dominique. Do I love you because of your beauty? I love your beauty, it is a source of constant wonder and joy. But I love you because of the person you are. And will love you for those reasons forever.

I am over the stage of feeling the worst of my guilt, thanks to you both. I know that you agree with me, that Cherine is a constant surprise, her attitudes a refreshing way of thinking for those of us who still fear loving a child - if I have to be a paedophile, I admit that I have been exceedingly lucky, she is the ideal girl for any child lover. It is strange to say, but I think that her easy acceptance of us as adults is part of the reason why she is able to erase our guilt. I may continue to experience twinges now and then, but never again will I allow others, especially of Authority, government or specialists who are ignorant of real life, to impose their own concepts of right and wrong on me, according to their own morals and religions. Particularly when I realise they deliberately instilled their beliefs in me while I was a child and susceptible to them. I prefer to think and make my own decisions and live by them. I hope you will also find this possible for yourselves.”

The next few weeks were of enjoying the sun and water for the ladies, of hard work for me. I enjoyed it and did the best job I could for our clients. When I was able to hand it over to Alki for his programmers to add my graphics to their coding, I was relieved to hear their flattering comments. In the main, programmers are a strange breed of animal. They do not seem to have a love of money (not in the sense of it being their sole motivation) or respect for shoddy workmanship. They are always looking to sharpen their code and perfect their work and expect the same of others. During my first years as a web site developer, I had not realised just how much creativity a good programmer needs to have. I had just thought they are people who are good at mathematics, which I am not.

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Using money to come in from this job, I rented an apartment only two houses away from us - I did let Marian see it first and agree she is happy with it. Cherine will now be able to walk over to her mother, which is as close as I want her to be. Though I have grown to like the new Marian, I was still relieved to have the house to ourselves again. I had become inhibited in my reactions of love, constantly monitoring myself so as not to do anything that would offend her as a mother. The difference between what you know is happening and what you see, is important psychologically. As a symbol of our freedom, I joyfully picked up my baby lover and snuck my nose up into her panties, rubbing and sniffing at the moist cotton - she did not play fair. Instead of becoming aroused, she laughed, pretending I am tickling her! Well, the aroused part did come, by and by.

Themi asked to meet us with Marian and Alki present. Luckily we met in our home.

“I’m sorry if I caused any anxiety, but I did not think I should discuss the matter over the telephone. Since my last visit here with the medical crisis, I have been thinking constantly about all I learnt. The indications are that there will be further changes and they could happen in rapid sequences.

First of all I am very worried about Cherine. To explain why, it might be better I start from the other end of the problem. Robert, your healer and protector as you call it or them, the power they exhibit does not come from you, I presume you have guessed as much. Good. I would think you have presumed they are able to draw their power directly from some higher plane. Dominique, your mothering ability at its extremity is not natural, being of supernatural origin. In your case I think you have all presumed the ability comes from within her. To work out what the truth is, I think we now need to revert to the origin: You both started growing from the emoting of Cherine and each developed unique abilities and some common ones.

Robert, you developed the ability to inhabit the bodies of both girls, feeling every sensory or physical sensation. You can see through their eyes. You can hear through their ears. Their sense of smell, of taste. The nerve endings in their skin. The very organs within their bodies. You are the first man who knows what it actually feels like to be a woman. Would I be right to take it one step further and claim that you are one of the rare people who know what it is like to inhabit a body - of either sex, since most of us soon lose the ability to sense ourselves, taking most of what our bodies feel for granted, thus no longer consciously feeling many of the sensations?

All three of you lately developed the ability to enter the mind of the others and hold conversations. Dominique, you are able to go beyond that and search into the deepest reaches of the human mind - it being the way you have saved Robert twice.

My research over the years has not led me to believe it possible for the human brain to create such energy, so it must be presumed that for a brain to be capable of using so much power it must be something unique, a brain which has mutated. Therefore it must be tapping for these powers from elsewhere. Where is not of immediate interest to you, only to obsessed researchers like myself. What is of interest and I believe if I am right, also critical, is this: Robert and Dominique I do not think you are drawing your powers directly. You are receiving them through Cherine, since her brain is the only one which has mutated. The more ‘gifts’ you two develop the more likely it is you will burn her out.”

There was a shocked silence. With a cry Marian grabbed Cherine and pulled her tightly close, as if to protect her. Cherine sat still to let her mother draw some comfort from her then moved over to sit between Dominique and I. There was no horror in that room deeper than that in Dommi’s mind and mine. Our first instinct was to shut off all except the link to Cherine, without that I would die and so would she. Dommi, her face suddenly aged and completely bloodless, showed me what my face must be like. The fear from both us, the sudden slamming down of our various powers, must have convinced Cherine that us, the elders saw a threat, for she grew faint with fear.

I put my arm around her and tried to rectify my mistake. I opened my communication to her again. *Sorry love, it was an instinctive reaction. Before we get into a panic I would rather hear what else he has to say. I’m really sorry we frightened you.*

Mostly oblivious to the effect he’d had on us, or behaving as if he was, Themi continued, “I must qualify my statement. We neither know for sure that Cherine is the conduit, nor can we be certain she will burn out. I ran this as a theoretical possibility on our computers and through colleagues at university super computers in the United States and Germany. They all point to those two conclusions. I did not want to cause you fear, but I could not in good consciousness keep silent until I was able to prove or disprove my theory.”

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Now he was speaking my language. I relaxed a little further and recalled the protector, setting it on duty again. I nudged Dommi and told her to relax, to come back in. As she did so she gave a mental sigh of relief. She has also become accustomed to the permanent contact. Without it she felt as if she had been amputated.

“I’m sorry professor, er, Themi, I do not think you have enough to justify your theory. Computers are not intelligent. All they do is crunch numbers. The answers would depend on the models you gave them as a basis for their calculations. Since we three do not have enough information to create such a model, how can you? It sounds to me as if it is likely your models are based on your own prejudices, or of those who created them.”

He nodded. “I cannot argue otherwise, but, as a safety precaution, perhaps you could try to hold back on using all your abilities and spend some time with me, helping us to run some tests. We might be able to come up with answers that in return help you.”

“I think not Themi. When we previously reacted to your questioning with suspicions, it was not that we could not sense you are a friend and honourable. It was our dislike of being questioned and tested according to logic only. To us, our abilities are gifts that are tied in with very strong emotions. That might explain why it all started with emoting. I have been part of the Kaleidoscope World. I trust what it showed us. We do not need your tests. Alki, you were able to help us a number of times and Marian, you gave us your help. How did the two of you help us? Was it through any special knowledge or psychic abilities you had, or was it through your heart, your love for us?”

“Robert you are prepared to take the chance of killing my daughter because you think you know more than a number of university professors?” She was astounded by my stubbornness.

“I would rather Cherine answer you. I do not dictate what I decide. We did confer and make our decision. Cherine?”

“I’m sorry mummy, uncle Themi is wrong. We know!”

Chapter Twenty Seven

Once Themi was gone I could not control myself. I paced the room swearing at myself. How could I have been so stupid! Did he think everyone was stupid, to send our information out as a theoretical model to our potential enemies - since I am convinced the Agencies have their flags in most university computers for warning them of information they would or might consider dangerous to them, it means he might have alerted them to our existence. I was only grateful he did not understand or believe all we had told him. Alki was apologetic while Marian was still disturbed. I asked Cherine and Dommi for permission and was rewarded by ecstatic joy.

“Marian, Alki, you have had to take our word for everything. We would like to show you the Kaleidoscope World. Will you come with us? We are convinced it will show you we are right.”

Alki became terrified. “I do not think I…”

“Alki love, I have to go. I must know. Otherwise I will be sick with fear all day every day. Please come with.”

“You may be wondering how we intend to do this. Same as we did with Dominique. You are already both linked to Cherine. Just follow our example, relax and shut your eyes. You will feel as if you are being called. Try to remember you are being called by those who love you and let yourself be taken.”

The first to come was Marian. To me she appeared as a ball of scintillating pink candy floss, with thin streaks of electric blue and green. Within the strands I could see a few crystallised sections - which is not necessarily a bad thing; maybe we all need to be hard in certain ways for us to survive. Please keep in mind that the way each of us sees the other is also affected by our own preconceptions and imagination, though the basics, it seems, are common.

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Then Alki appeared. He looked more like a kite with waving colours strongly blown in a wind. He was very nervous.

We each of us introduced ourselves. I summoned the healer/protector and explained to it what we were about to do and reminded it that it has a duty to protect our loved ones. It must not allow them to try to join us, even if we call for them. It positioned itself after first sniffing them out, exchanging a few particles with both of them.

The girls began to dance, bobbing and weaving, lightly grazing each other, exchanging until they seemed to blend, become one. That ‘one’ was so beautiful and powerful it must have dazzled our guests as certainly as it did me. I sent them my love and sped, (as the girls described me) a fiery comet, circling the heart of my existence. Soon I was trapped in an orbit of my love, merging and blending until I no longer was. We imploded and became.…

I am. The Kaleidoscope World. My love is a beacon in the void. I pulse with joy as I see certainty of the true I coming closer. Then my mission can begin, when I am no longer less than my sum. I saw the two frightened small flames of life and sent them my welcome and love. I, the part of the Robert, sent a greeting to the Robert healer/protector, I will wait for it to finish it’s mission, be Robert again and join me.

When I saw it was time, I turned inwards to release myselves. I the part of Robert said no, I of Robert wanted to know which part of I of Cherine and of Dominique were a part of I. I felt all parts of myself(s) that were myselves. Then in a stately glow of dissolution I bled into three forms.

I know now. Cherine is the heart of our world, but is not the sole conduit, so she definitely is not in danger. I danced around them in my joy, in my final release of that fear and doubt I’d kept hidden, in a childish exhilaration.

We called to them to join us and laughed when Marian ‘wobbled’ and then she was part of the rhythm and Alki allowed himself to be cajoled and joined us. We built our dance to culminate at every turn with the two of them exchanging motes of love and knowing each other until we brought them to the union they were aching for. We watched in glee as they found each other and left them for a while to know their own ecstasy.

I sent the healer to part them and was pleased to see that most of the crystals were gone. In their place was some of that incredible strength of Alki which does not require hardness. We sent them back and returned.

Now I knew what Cherine meant and out of the ecstasy, back in my body, I felt the grief at the sacrilege, at the possibility of what I had created. They all glowed and were still burning inside needing to return out there, while I was huddled, a soul lost in my sorrow. It was Dommi who brought herself to me as her flesh touched mine. She tried to soothe, but the knowledge of what I may have done was a giant teardrop in my heart.

The girls recognising the needs of the two sent them to Marian’s home. Then they both turned to me, coming to me in the flesh and in spirit. Perhaps our melding may have been inferior, if that is the word, which it is not, but it was all our flesh could bear at this time. Cherine sorrowed to realise she had let me see the truth of her anguish.

Did she truly believe it had happened I asked. In all of time, she replied, she did not know. At the now, it did not. We had a fear of even naming it, that dark monstrosity of mine. I could not think clearly, or ask myself the questions I should, but my sense of humour though wry and rueful came to the fore and I told my loves, *So this time the new Man can say it was a man who committed the first sin, not a woman. Rob will become my name, the man who robbed them of the new heaven.* *And Cherine will be the name of the woman who brought him to that despair.*

I was not prepared for that. I would not allow her to assume the guilt. I was determined to find the release, even if it meant I had to release myself too. As if summoned by me, the healer/protector came and saw our pain. It disappeared. I wondered at that. How could it leave my love? Time passed and as we were about to return to the needs of the flesh, it returned. We were picked up and we sped through a strange void that flickered and grew brighter until the darkness was gone. We travelled in the light for an eternity before we returned to the flickering, the darkness and back to our bodies. Before I let go I looked into myself/healer and knew. As my eyes opened I let out a yell with a surge of unblemished happiness, a message of redemption. It had carried us through all of time and returned from the beginning, a circle where my creation had not formed as we feared. There are other changes coming which we may need to fear, unless understanding will remove the need for fear, but I did not need to fear what I had created ever existing.

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This return had burnt the urgent fever out of us. We needed food and rest, with a release soft and gentle, full of love. I desperately wanted this as a thing of beauty, as a symbol of our everlasting love and it’s purity. As my adoration of my loves, my wives, my mates, my oneness.

When we had replenished our bodies, feasting on leftovers and toast with honey or jam, we went to our bedroom. We smiled as Marian broadcast her joy and orgasm. To us at that moment, the two of them were as our children in whom we rejoiced. At times we had feared for both of them, our fear being that they may not allow themselves to ever open to love. That they have done so with each other is a lovely bonus for us. I found myself wondering how their relationship is going to alter the dynamics of our group.

We were hot and sweaty, smelling of a long day of fears and joys. I took them to the bathroom. They stood quiescent as I stripped them gently of the light clothing they had donned for going to the kitchen. Languidly they moved as I washed them, cleansing them of all but our love. I washed myself as they watched me out of drooping eyelids. I saw as I patted them dry, a corner of that mysterious smile appear. I felt I was being given a new gift when I saw that same precious smile on my sweet Dommi. I kissed the corners of their lips and led them to our bed.

It was a night of the stretching of limbs in yearning, of gentleness and bewitchment. We were all three in a trance of love as soft as the seed of mist that flows in the hours of dawn. Our orgasms/climax were the music of gratitude for a love as precious as a rainbow in a dewdrop.

Chapter Twenty Eight

Sometimes I feel very uncomfortable at having to be the guru for all of us - it carries far more responsibility than they realise, for I am forced to formulate (διατυπώ) truths without facts to base them on. I do not like the idea that everyone I love is basing their survival on such flimsy foundations, but I have little choice, someone has to try to look ahead and be the guide. The reason for my tirade? Alki and Marian came to us, hoping to learn more - and of course everyone was looking to me for answers, despite them knowing, I’m certain, that I am no wiser than them.

“The way it seems to work is the circle is set at inception. Not that we have tested it, just a feeling we have. Even if it proves to be true there could well be exceptions. If you have children they would automatically, again - we think, be enfolded into your circle.

If I may make a suggestion. Have a child as soon as possible, as you will need to have the equivalent of a Cherine of your own to take you forward to your next advancement, to create your Kaleidoscope World. In the meantime we will help as and where we can. You will want to dance in the void, meld (συγχωνευτείτε) and know the rhapsody of the spirit of your loved one and we will be there for you whenever you feel the need - keep in mind that the three of us do go dancing as often as we can and you will always be welcome to join us.

You may find it possible to go to the void on your own, I don’t know what to expect of the future. I’m asking, please don’t, unless you let us know so that the protector comes with you. When we do go together, at times, we may also exchange parts of ourselves with both of you, as we did yesterday. This can only bring us closer, evolve our love for each other so that it grows even deeper. I hope this is something you also want.”

Marian almost sounded humble as she spoke to us, “Robert and Dominique, I owe you an apology. After all you had shown me of your powers and need of each other, I still had a nasty feeling that you were destroying my little girl, molesting her for your own pleasure. I was just afraid of losing her, so I tried to show I understood. I cried myself to sleep many times, cursing the day I came to this country, as I felt it had cost me my daughter, all I had left.

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With that amazing love you three have, you were able to find it in your hearts to forgive and love me enough to give me, us, the gift of yesterday and last night. You spoke the truth, if I could not have been with Alki last night, I feel I would have died. When you need each other and my precious Cher, please do not ever feel again that I will disapprove. My daughter could not have married into a lovelier circle of love.” She laughed at the looks on our faces. “Yes, Alki told me last night, once he knew how much I have changed. Oh my Cherine, how I wish I could have known what I know now and been there to give you my blessing.

I saw you last night Cherine. You are a child here, but there, there, you are a goddess. I saw how the two danced around you in adoration. I was so proud and happy for you. Just one thing please my love. Don’t make the mistake I made with your father, never harden your heart to them. Especially Robert. Every time he danced close to you or Dominique, he fluttered as if he was a candle being blown out. At first I thought either he is afraid or you are drawing his power, but when I was tuned to you I saw that he gets so overcome with love for you both he starts to lose himself.

One last thing, then I will shut up. What you said at the hospital, I heard you changed your mind. You did it for him and that makes me very proud of you.”

Alki mock wiped his brow. “Phew! What can I say after all that. Why do you think having a child will create another Cherine. I mean as far as her abilities go?”

“I’m sorry, I was using Cherine as an example, I do not expect to ever have another Cherine. If you have a child and we are able to help open the mind from early on, he or she should become more powerful than Dominique and I, which means you’ll be strong enough to create your own World. Alki, you have seen how Marian has accepted the possibility. If we consider that at least half the genes in Cherine come from her mother I would say you’ve got a pretty good chance of her being an exceptional child. We will also be there to help the foetus and baby as it grows.”

Cherine, excited just like a child again, enthusiastically asked, “Mummy, pappou, when we go together again and then you go to mummy’s flat, can I try to link you so that all we feel is for everyone? I think five people might be something special.”

I sent to her, *Forget it Cherine. Maybe a few years down the road. Now you are just embarrassing them and me. Their experiences are still too fresh.* She really has no inhibitions, hungry for experiences like a child. I do not want them with us, I do not think I ever will want to share with anyone outside our family. I am especially sensitive to the signatures of my lovers, I do not need an orgy, I am loving what I have too much and part of the loving of it is knowing that it is all mine - and theirs. I saw Dommi smile as she picked up my feelings/thoughts. The brat of course was not as considerate.

“Oh sorry, Robert does not want to. He wants to keep it for ourselves only - forever I think” Alki burst out laughing. He had been wondering how to turn her down and I had stuck my head in the noose he was afraid of.

I wondered why Dommi was so quiet. I opened fully to her, to catch the slightest nuances. I am starting to no longer wonder why threesomes are not so popular among those without Cherine’s gifts. Another problem coming I should have foreseen. She realised I’d caught her thoughts and gave me a weak apologetic smile. What would happen if I agreed, how would my Cherry baby take it. She would feel betrayed. If I insisted we should not, I would have a weepy wife. Plus I would have to bear in her/my body the ache of her yearning.

Cherine has her divine moments. This was one of them. “Mummy if you are going to make me a little sister, do you mind if we also have a baby now? Then they can be friends, like sisters.”

“You…oh you mean Dominique? That would be sweet. I’d love it.”

Her mother’s near misunderstanding gave her the excuse to ask, “When I can have my baby, will you have another with me?”

Alki threw up his arms in dismay, “Hey, what is this? You starting to plan a whole family for me Cherinaki?”

“It would be lovely pappou!”

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(Alexander Zenon Eustace)
^{12th March, 2019}

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