***************************************************************** Title: The Visitor, Part 4 Story Codes: MF, rom, magic Author: Christian Alan Summary: A young man's summer vacation is unexpectedly transformed into a weird and wonderful encounter with the supernatural. ***************************************************************** Part Four: Unexpected Guests It was nearly dark by the time they got back home. Chaz dismounted and quickly caught Kehanee in his arms as she began to fall from the horse. She was still unconscious, her skin hot and dry. He took a worried glace at her face and started for the front door, intent on finding some way to help her. Except the door wasn't where it was supposed to be. It was lying out in the front yard, its hinges splintered and torn from the wood. Chaz looked apprehensively at the darkened house. A lick of lightning briefly illuminated the scene, revealing rows of ragged scratches around the vacant door frame. They looked disturbingly like claw marks. Lightning flashed again and Chaz shuddered. He had a bad feeling about this. In the stormy half-light his uncle's house suddenly looked like something right out of a horror movie. "Fuck that." Chaz immediately turned to carry his precious burden to the barn instead, but he stopped as a new thought entered his head. Suppose whatever it was had broken out, not in? What if it was still wandering around out here? He stood frozen for a moment in the deepening gloom, feeling horribly exposed as he imagined some hidden threat lurking in every shadow. Where the hell was his uncle? Kehanee was getting heavy in his arms and he knew he had to do something before she burned up. "I'm already looking back on this and regretting it," Chaz muttered as he started back to the house. The interior was nearly pitch dark and he set Kehanee down on the living room couch just long enough to flip the light switch. Nothing happened. The power was out. Chaz slumped heavily against the wall, raised his head and mouthed a plaintive why before taking her up again and heading upstairs. The hallway was a mess. Someone--or something--had had knocked down all the picture frames and smashed them, scratching deep gouges in the walls as it did. He carried Kehanee into the bathroom and set her down in the tub before hastily shutting and locking the door. At least the bathroom seemed to have escaped destruction. Chaz turned the cold water tap and watched as the tub began to fill. It was almost too dark to see; the only source of light was the deep gray gloom coming in through the narrow window above. He fumbled around in the darkness until he found a washcloth, and after wetting it in the cool water he laid it gently over Kehanee's forehead. A board creaked somewhere in the house and he started, nearly falling into the tub himself. He didn't want to leave her alone, but he also didn't think he could keep it together without some kind of light. He opened the bathroom door and peeked cautiously out into the hall. It looked clear. Then a dim flash of lightning illuminated the floor and showed him something he'd rather not have seen. Leading out from his room and down the hall were a set of damp footprints. They definitely weren't human--at least no human being he knew had hooks or claws instead of toes. Apparently something else had fallen through the spirit portal over his bed. And ohshitohshitohshit, what if it was invisible too? Chaz shivered in helpless terror. An invisible girl he could handle. An invisible monster was asking way too much. Chaz shut the door again and listened, his pulse jack-hammering away in his ears. There was a low rumble of thunder, followed by silence. He returned to the tub and shut off the tap. Kehanee was half covered in cool water, her head resting safely up against the back of the tub. Her skin didn't feel as hot and her breathing seemed to have slowed a little. Encouraged, he took a deep breath of his own and slipped out the door. Instead of creeping around slowly and waiting to be killed like people do in horror movies, Chaz ran with all the speed his adrenalin-pumping body could muster, barreling blindly into his room and tearing open the dresser drawer that held his flashlight. Activating it, he searched out some candles and matches and ran back to the bathroom, slamming and locking the door behind him. Elapsed time: fifteen seconds. And he was still alive. Flushed with success, he lit a few candles and sat on the edge of the tub, staring at the newly visible beauty who lay within. Everything about her was breathtaking, from her long black eyelashes and full, sensuous lips right down to her perfect little toes. The fact that he'd actually had sex with her on several occasions now seemed unreal, like a dream. He began to absently rub her bare feet, deciding that he wouldn't mind just sitting and looking at her forever. Then with a low groan her eyes fluttered open. Kehanee sat up blinking, and as her soft brown eyes focused on him she broke into such a broad smile that Chaz felt like he was going to explode from sheer joy. Then her eyes flicked to something over his shoulder, and just as quickly her expression changed to one of complete horror. The skin on his back started to crawl. I'm not gonna look, he told himself with surprising calmness. That's always the worst thing to do. Instead he tightened up and swung around fiercely, hooking an elbow as hard as he could into whatever might be lurking behind him. He hit something, something he couldn't see. There was a surprised hiss, then an inhuman shriek. The candles spilled to the floor and went out. With a shriek of his own, Chaz jumped into the tub and slammed the shower door shut. It must have followed me in when I went to my room, he thought as the doors began to shudder and rattle violently against his hands. Either that or it was in here the whole time... Chaz was suddenly glad that he was standing in water. That way if he wet himself he could pretend he'd just gotten splashed. Then terror and the screeching of claws on glass drowned out all rational thought. He held tight to his door; Kehanee was holding the other, looking wide-eyed and just as frightened as he was. The shower doors rattled and jumped as the thing tried to get in. Thankfully his uncle had installed a solid brass frame instead of a cheap aluminum one, but he knew that it wouldn't keep the thing out for long. They were pretty much screwed. Then the loud blaring honk of a car horn sounded from outside. His uncle! Finally! Chaz wanted to scream with elation as the battering abruptly ceased. There was a chittering growl and the bathroom door flew open, followed by the hasty scratching sounds of footsteps going down the stairs. Chaz went to the window and shouted a warning. "Watch out!" He called "There's something in here! An invisible monster! It's heading downstairs!" "Chaz?" His uncle's voice shouted back. "Stay there!" He heard voices speaking quickly below, and he prayed that his uncle had brought reinforcements. Chaz suddenly felt a pair of damp arms slip around him and hold on tightly. He took Kehanee's hand and kissed it nervously before going to brace the bathroom door with his body in case the thing came back. Then he heard shouting from downstairs and the loud report of a gunshot. A moment later his uncle's voice sounded from the stairs. "Come down! It's safe enough, at least for the moment." Chaz came out, guiding Kehanee by the hand out of pure habit. They arrived downstairs just as his uncle finished lighting a lamp. He looked over just as Kehanee stepped down, and Chaz thought it was all almost worth it to see a look of surprise on his uncle's face for once. "Well well," his uncle said, quickly falling back into his usual calm demeanor. "It seems a lot happened while I was away." He went up to Kehanee and extended his hand. "Hello again, my dear! At least now we can be introduced face to face." Kehanee smiled shyly and shook his hand. "Hel-lo," she said, almost perfectly. Then it was Chaz's turn to by surprised as a huge Native American man loomed up behind his uncle, resting an equally large shotgun over one massive shoulder. He was wearing jeans and a leather vest and didn't look too much older than Chaz, though he was a full head taller and probably outweighed him by a hundred pounds. The man looked at Chaz appraisingly for a moment, then grunted. "Ah," his uncle began. "And this is Jonas Little Bear. His family and ours have quite a history, going all the way back to your great-grandfather." "Howdy," the big man said, nodding. "Hi," Chaz and Kehanee echoed almost simultaneously. Little Bear studied Kehanee for a moment, rubbing his chin thoughtfully. "Looks like one problem got fixed already. But now there's a worse problem running around, huh?" Chaz told him everything that happened, including the fact that Kehanee seemed able to see the thing when he couldn't. Little Bear grunted in acknowledgment and turned to her. "Eketa ano he?" He asked. Kehanee brightened and answered him in a quick rattle of words that Chaz couldn't even begin to follow. But from the emphatic way she kept miming huge teeth and claws, it didn't look too encouraging. When she finished, Little Bear spoke. "She is still of the other world and can see its people as shadows. She says what she saw is a Caocoro, the Beast Of Many Faces. It is like our skinwalker...like a werewolf, but it can appear as a combination of many animals or it can pose as a single kind. A really bad dude." "What does it want?" Chaz asked, not really sure he wanted to know. "Food, and sport. It probably won't go too far...should expect it to come back sooner or later." "Well, shit." Chaz sighed. His uncle hurried off to his room and returned with a rifle. Chaz had half expected him to come out dressed like a samurai, complete with swords. Little Bear nodded. "We should get started on fixing the door and making this place more safe. But first a quick look at her." He went up to Kehanee and felt her forehead and hands, even looked in her mouth. Kehanee seemed to trust him completely. Little Bear said something to Chaz's uncle and nodded again. "She'll be fine, Chaz," his uncle assured. "She may turn invisible again, but another dose of lightning should fix it." Chaz stared at him, questioning his sanity. "More lightning? She almost died!" His uncle only smiled. "Back where she comes from her people play with it like a toy. Remember the legend of the storm spirits? I think what hurt her was the shock of being brought further into our world." Chaz still had doubts, but he remained silent. There were more pressing things to worry about at the moment, like being a snack for invisible shape-changing monsters. He started tidying up while his uncle and Little Bear repaired and reinforced the front door, lining it with various charms and symbols while Kehanee stood watch at the window. Chaz found it hard not to stare at her. Once she caught him looking and smiled warmly as she smoothed a strand of dark hair away from her face. Chaz blushed and felt suddenly braver. Her smile was worth all the monsters and insanity in the world. * * * A few hours later they were all sitting around the fireplace. Little Bear stayed near the door, his gun leaning beside his chair as he gazed into the flames. Chaz and Kehanee rested close together on the couch with their hands entwined while Uncle Rob sat quietly smoking his pipe. The only sounds were the occasional pop and crack of the burning logs and the occasional distant boom of thunder. Chaz was exhausted. It had been a long day. The doors and windows were about as secure as they were going to get, and both his uncle and Little Bear had promised to stand watch all night in case the thing came back. At his request they'd also temporarily boarded up the door to his room. The storm wasn't over yet, and Chaz didn't want to take the chance of something else coming through the trap or portal or whatever and getting loose in the house. His life was exciting enough as it was. Kehanee snuggled up against him and their eyes met. Chaz smiled. Kehanee returned it and hugged his arm tighter. He just couldn't get over how damn cool it was being able to finally see her, but at the same time it made him feel strangely shy. He played with her hair for a moment while he gathered up the courage to move in for a kiss. She met him halfway, with both of them seeming hesitant and awkward as they came together. It was almost like they were starting over. Chaz kept his eyes open and at first so did she, her soft brown eyes slowly closing as the kiss became more certain, more heated, her lips sealing over his as their their tongues slowly met and circled. The moment was broken as Uncle Rob suddenly cleared his throat. They broke apart, both of them blushing. Things had gotten so intense that for a moment Chaz forgot that they weren't alone. He grinned sheepishly at his uncle, who only rolled his eyes and returned to smoking his pipe. Little Bear was still staring fixedly into the fire like he was in some kind of trance. Chaz gave Kehanee another quick kiss and reclined on the couch, her head immediately coming to rest on his shoulder as she nestled in against him. He pulled a blanket over them, put his arms around her and soon drifted off to sleep, hoping that tomorrow everything would start getting back to normal. Or relatively normal, anyway. The morning arrived with no further calamities. The sky was blue and clear, and the terrors of the previous night seemed far away. Chaz spent the morning with his uncle and Little Bear, searching the area for any signs of the Caocoro. They discovered tracks which led off through the fields toward the same hill where he Kehanee had been the day before. The tracks vanished among the rocks and Chaz wondered if it too had become visible or possibly even returned to wherever it'd come from. The trail cold, they returned to the house. Kehanee greeted him with a firm hug. "Mahu na," she said smiling warmly as she looked into his eyes. "Sen oh hatu na." Chaz felt his own face warming as she gave him another squeeze and slowly let go. Well, seeing her definitely wasn't a problem anymore. Now if he could only understand her better... He felt like an idiot as he suddenly remembered that there was an interpreter standing not ten feet away. He turned to Little Bear and grinned foolishly. "She says she's very pleased you came back." The big man explained. "Oh," Chaz responded. "How do I say 'thank you'?" "Enuho ah." Chaz turned back to Kehanee and repeated it. She giggled and touched her fingers to his lips. Something about the gesture reminded him of the words she'd said the previous day just before they'd made love on the hill. She mimed washing herself off and headed upstairs, presumably to the shower. Chaz resisted the urge to follow and instead went over to where Little Bear was checking the sturdiness of the rebuilt front door. "She said something else to me yesterday right before she, uh, became visible," Chaz began, feeling suddenly embarrassed to even be asking. What if it was something highly personal, or even dirty? Little Bear watched him impassively until he finally made up his mind. "It was Hakah-something, hakah oh na, maybe? Does that make any sense?" The big Native American merely grunted and resumed his inspection of the door. "It means two things, 'I belong to you,' and 'you belong to me.' Very strong, like love." Chaz looked upstairs, his grin returning. He suddenly felt lightheaded. She loved him? If so, that was the best news he'd gotten in... well, his entire life. He was just starting up the steps with exciting thoughts of joining her in the shower when his uncle called for him. "Chaz, check on the horses, will you? They had quite a scare last night too, you know." Reluctantly he obeyed, forcing the thoughts of Kehanee's naked, wet body out of his mind as he headed outside to the barn. The horses were still a little skittish, but they seemed to relax somewhat as Chaz fed and watered them. He was just finishing up when he heard a quiet creak from the loft above. The horses whinnied nervously and Chaz was suddenly afraid. Then to his relief he saw Kehanee's head poke down, her long black hair dangling as she grinned and beckoned him to come up. Wondering what she was doing there, he climbed the ladder and joined her. The loft was strewn with old hay bales and illuminated by streams of sunlight that filtered in through gaps in the roof. Kehanee was laying stretched out on a pile of hay, waiting for him, wearing nothing but a seductive smile. Chaz swallowed hard. Damn, she was gorgeous. He went over and sat beside her, suddenly feeling awkward. Kehanee apparently felt no such shyness, however, as she quickly grabbed him and pulled his mouth to hers, sucking on his lips and even biting them in a fierce, almost ravenous kiss. He returned the kiss as best he could, wondering what had gotten into her. She'd been aggressive before, but never quite like this. Then he decided that he didn't care as she pushed him over and climbed on top of him, rubbing her soft, firm tits in his face as she fumbled with his pants. He opened his mouth and one of her nipples popped in between his lips, round and stiff. Chaz suckled on it distractedly as she almost ripped his fly open to get at his dick. Her skin felt unusually warm under his hands as he grabbed her by the hips and pulled her in tighter. He hoped she wasn't getting sick again, but they could worry about that later. Right now he was too turned on to care much about anything. At last Kehanee freed his cock and immediately sat back on it, taking it roughly into her tight, yielding pussy as Chaz groaned underneath her. The heat of her fleshy tunnel closed in around him, her insides almost burning him as he slid further and further in. Finally she came to rest with her ass pressed firmly against his balls, his cock deeply buried. Then her pussy seemed to quiver around his cock as she gave a hissing gasp and began shuddering in what looked to him like a rather strong, rather sudden orgasm. Chaz smiled, feeling like a total stud. The feeling quickly vanished when he heard a familiar voice calling up from below. "Chas?" It sounded like Kehanee. But that wasn't possible... The next thing he knew there was a hand over his mouth. Looking more angry than scared, Kehanee leaned over him and pressed a finger to her lips, indicating that he be quiet. Confused, Chaz nodded. He had a growing sense that something was terribly, terribly wrong. The feeling intensified as Kehanee began to move her hips, raising and then dropping herself on his cock with slow, steady movements as she continued to cover his mouth with her hand. It felt good. Really good. But things just weren't adding up. Gathering his resolve, Chaz gave a quick, sudden heave, pushing Kehanee--or whatever it was--off him. The naked girl rolled in the hay and came up in a crouch, hissing, her eyes flashing green like a cat's. She looked almost feral. Oh hell. "Kehanee!" He shouted, taking a step back. "I'm up here!" A moment later she appeared on the ladder, her smile melting when she saw who else was up there with him. Chaz glanced between them, seeing one Kehanee clothed in a slightly baggy yellow dress and sun hat that had probably belonged to his grandmother, and the other who still crouched in the hay, naked, her skin glistening with sex sweat. Except for the glittering eyes, they looked identical. Chaz felt like he was losing his mind. Kehanee--the one wearing clothes--quickly grabbed him by the arm and started pulling him back down the ladder. "Caocoro!" She shouted angrily. Chaz didn't know if it was directed at him or the creature. "Bad!" The naked thing growled and crouched lower like it was getting ready to spring, but instead it only grinned wolfishly and blew him a kiss. He shuddered as he followed Kehanee down the ladder. They hurried outside, with Chaz starting off toward the house with the vague idea of getting help. He felt faint. He'd just fucked, or rather, been fucked by some kind of shape-shifting monster, maybe only been seconds away from being torn apart and eaten. Why hadn't anyone told him that it could turn into people? He felt slimy and in need of a very hot, very long shower. He hadn't gotten far when his forward progress was halted by an insistent hand on his arm. Kehanee pulled him around to face her, looking rather upset as she pointed to his rumpled clothes and undone fly. Chaz buttoned everything back up, unsure of how to explain himself. "Sorry," he muttered, feeling miserable. "I... I thought she was you." Even if Kehanee didn't understand all the words, she definitely understood his tone. He saw the hurt in her eyes and reached for her hand, but she yanked it away and turned her back to him. Then Chaz watched in disbelief as Kehanee grabbed a loose board, took off her sun hat, and headed back toward the barn seeming intent on violence. "Kehanee!" He started after her but retreated when the board swished through the air only a few inches from his head. Okay, she was pissed. Understandable. But that didn't mean she should go get herself hurt, or even killed. He'd seen the way the thing had torn up the house and ripped the door right off its hinges. It was strong, and from everything that Little Bear had said, dangerous. For some reason it hadn't outright attacked him, but that didn't make Chaz feel any better. "Kehanee! Stop!" He went for her again, ducking and tackling her when she raised the board to swing. "No!" She cried angrily as he wrestled the board away and hauled her up across his shoulders. "No like!" "I don't like it either," Chaz responded, feeling shitty as he carried her back to the house. After a few moments she stopped struggling and hugged her arms around him instead. Once at the house Chaz told his uncle and Little Bear a PG-13 version of what had just happened. Alarmed, they set off at once to inspect the barn, leaving Chaz to hold the fort until they came back. Kehanee had calmed down but she still wasn't speaking to him. He could understand why she was mad. Hell, he'd probably feel much the same way if the situation was reversed. But it wasn't entirely his fault. He'd basically been date-raped by a supernatural creature posing as her. How could you really defend against something like that? And the morning had started off so good, too. * * * The two searchers returned a short time later to report that the Caocoro was nowhere to be found. "At least we know its visible," his uncle said, looking grim. "But unfortunately that doesn't help us much. It can disguise itself as anything or anyone. We must be especially careful now, and never go off alone." Chaz almost jumped as his uncle came up and unexpectedly put a hand on his shoulder. "I shouldn't have sent you out by yourself. That was foolish of me. I'm just glad the Caocoro didn't hurt you." There was a knowing look in his uncle's eyes that made Chaz uncomfortable. The man was far from clueless and it probably wasn't too hard to guess the parts of the story that Chaz had left out, especially with Kehanee now giving him the cold shoulder. "W-well," he stammered, eager to change the subject. "What should we do now?" "We should wait. It came back once, it will likely do so again." His uncle answered. "And we should arm ourselves," Little Bear added, hefting his shotgun meaningfully. "All of us." * * * Chaz watched as Kehanee drew and took aim, then sent a steel hunting arrow thudding nearly dead center into the straw target. He couldn't help but wince at the thought that she would likely prefer using him for target practice after the unfortunate events of earlier that day. Still, he was impressed by her skill. She'd refused the guns his uncle had offered her, seeming to like nothing about them. Then he'd procured an old hunting bow from somewhere and Kehanee's face had lit up for the first time since that morning. Another arrow twanged and thunked. Chaz sighed. At least she was working out her aggressions on the target and not on him. He'd had about all the excitement he could handle for one day. Or one lifetime. Besides his mental scars, his shoulder still ached from practicing with the old lever-action rifle his uncle had provided. Besides kicking like a mule and looking like something right out of an old western, Chaz had discovered that he wasn't a very good shot. He could likely hit the broad side of a barn if properly inspired, but he hoped he'd never have to. The sun was starting to set so they packed up and headed back to the house. Chaz retreated into the downstairs bathroom to shower as Kehanee headed upstairs for the same reason. She still wasn't talking to him. He stuck his head under the spray and wondered what he could do to fix things. Surprisingly it was gruff, laconic Little Bear who came to his rescue, pulling Chaz aside just before dinner and handing him a few sheets of notebook paper before leaving without a word. Chaz quickly saw that the pages were full of translations, a sort of primer on how to speak Kehanee-ese. Jubilant, Chaz immediately began to practice, even skipping dinner with the excuse of an upset stomach so he would have more time. A few hours later he was standing in the hall outside Kehanee's room...or at least the guest room that she was staying in while his was still boarded up. Chaz raised his hand to knock on the door, then hesitated. He felt as nervous as he'd been on his first date. He really, really wanted this to work. Kehanee had very literally fallen into his life for a reason. It was weird. It was magical. And he loved her more than he could fully express, in any language. He knocked, wondering if she would even answer. "Ekah?" Came the muffled voice from the other side of the door. "Its Chaz," he responded. "I want to talk." He closed his eyes and thought hard. What was the word for talk? "Keho na," he added haltingly, hoping that he had it right. There was a short pause, then the door opened. Kehanee stood there, looking tired but beautiful in a set of deep blue silk pajamas that were at least three sizes too big for her. "Can I come in?" She nodded and stepped aside, closing the door as soon as he was through. She looked puzzled as Chaz immediately got down on his knees in front of her. "Sen ah oh nakah," he began. You are everything. "Na kah hu ah..." I want only you... There was more, but Kehanee stopped him by touching first her fingers to his lips, and then her mouth, kissing him deeply and tenderly as she knelt down and joined him. He pulled her close, savoring her scent and the soft warmth of her body. They kissed for a long time. Finally Kehanee broke it, resting her forehead against his. "Sen oh ah nakah," she corrected gently. "Sen oh ah nakah." Chaz repeated, rising and pulling her to her feet. Her oversized pj top had slid down somewhat and he began kissing at the exposed skin, starting at her neck then moving down along her shoulder to her upper chest just above the gentle swell of her left breast. Kehanee leaned into him, responding to his touch as she slipped her fingers behind his head and ran them lightly through his hair. "Kah na vona ah," Chaz said between kisses, looking up at her face. I want to make love to you. She smiled shyly, her eyes sparkling as the color on her cheeks rose. It seemed he'd gotten that part right, at least. A moment later he was lowering her onto the bed. He kissed her forehead, her eyelids, her cheeks, her nose. Her warm lips met his, the tip of her tongue gently seeking his mouth. Chaz lay partly on top of her, his stiff erection brushing her thigh as they kissed soulfully, their arms and bodies entwined. Chaz began undressing her slowly, relishing the sight of her. The real her. Kehanee's skin was flushed and flawless. Her chest rose and fell with her breathing, her round tits seeming to push themselves at his hands as he slowly caressed them, feeling her nipples quickly harden into firm points. He traced his fingers down over her smooth stomach and over the flaring curve of her hip, seeming unable to keep his hands off her. Kehanee gasped as his fingertips brushed through the soft, sparse patch of hair between her legs, then moaned quietly as his hand slipped down to cup her mound, gently exploring the delicate, petal-like lips that were already swollen and wet. Unable to control himself any longer, Chaz dove down and buried his face in her dark pubes, kissing her all over. Her scent was maddening. Enticing. Irresistible. He moved downward, mouthing the dewy, salty-sweet lips of her pussy as she gasped and clutched at the bedsheets. He devoured her, drawing his tongue over her warm, slick folds, licking long and slow as her body shuddered and her hips rose, pushing herself at his mouth. Her responses thrilled him beyond belief. Chaz would have happily spent all night licking and sucking her, but his relentlessly throbbing dick had other ideas. Chaz sat up and hurriedly began taking off of his shirt and pants. Kehanee sat up with him, her hands encircling his waist as she began raining kisses all over his exposed chest. He gently took her chin in his hand and pulled her to his mouth, sucking heatedly on her velvety lips and nimble tongue as he lowered her once more to the bed. They broke the kiss and looked down, both of them watching anxiously as he brought his cock to her glistening pussy and pushed in with one slow, smooth thrust. Kehanee groaned sharply and clutched at his shoulders. He could feel her tensing up around him, her muscles gradually relaxing and opening as he slid deeper in. Finally he hit bottom, his entire length firmly embedded in the squeezing clutches of her tight little pussy. Oh God. It felt too perfect for words. They looked each other in the eye as Chaz began to move, thrusting with an ever increasing tempo. Kehanee swung her legs out wide as if wanting him even deeper, and he caught her ankles and pushed them upward until she was bent almost double with her calves resting on his shoulders. He kissed her, fucked her, made love to her. He watched her beautiful face as her body contorted in pleasure, her lips parting in breathy gasps and moans. Chaz drank in every detail, savoring every moment so that he could remember it forever. He never wanted the moment to end, but as their bodies came together faster and faster he felt the rushing surge of his orgasm and surrendered to it, cumming deep inside her with a groan of sheer ecstasy. At the same moment Kehanee's fingers dug into his upper arms, gripping him tightly as she responded with a violent, shuddering climax of her own. He collapsed on top of her, breathless. His mind was literally blown. Best. Sex. Ever. Kehanee lay limply underneath him, gasping, her body still quaking with tiny orgasmic aftershocks that he could feel all along the length of his slowly softening cock. Finally they curled up together and drifted off to sleep, with Chaz feeling happier than he ever had in his life. It seemed he was forgiven. He guessed he owed Little Bear. Big time. ***************************************************************** Comments Welcome. christian562@gmail.com More at /files/Authors/Christian_Alan/www/ *****************************************************************