a/n This part is a little shorter, still don't know if it is any good since no-one really reviewed. There is a couple of places where my spelling might be off. It's a long time since I was at school and I've lost my dictsionary (might even have spelt that wrong!) get a new one tommorrow! R&R PLEASE!
Lynnit sat astride a wooden chair, facing the back, watching the sleeping figure on the bed intently. Troy had slept soundly though not peacefully. He thrashed and fidgited in his sleep, at one point he was quite obviously having an erotic dream, his arousal obvious under the cover of the thin blanket she had placed over him when she left the bed. She watched as his hips thrust blindly into the air, then froze as his body released. The name that slipped from his sleeping lips surprised her.
"Morgan!" He cried out before settling back to peace and stillness. How the hell did he know her already? If that girl was already seeking him out...Well, she didn't know what she'd do, but she'd be in trouble!
Her attention was caught by the door edging open behind her. Turning to face it she saw Daria, the Preistess slide in to join her in her silent observation of the boy on the bed. They waited in comfortable silence, as old friends could. Daria broke the silence first.
"So... How was he?"
Lynnit grinned a wicked grin." He's eighteen, he's positively georgeous with a body to die for! What do you expect me to say?"
"Seriously?" Daria smiled softly, she knew Lynnit knew what she really wanted to know. "Is he?" Was all she asked.
Lynnit breathed in deeply, stared into her friend's eyes and nodded softed,"Yeah." She answered,"All the signs are that you were right. He is the Sapphire. And from what just happened, he's already had contact with a certain little madam I left back at home."
"Oh really? What just happened?" Her curiousity was piqued.
"This young man just finished having a very stimulating dream. At his peak he cried out for her."
"Does she know that you were here to see if we'd finally found him?" Lynnit shook her head.
"I just told her that I was coming to see you for a while. That while I was here I might 'help out' with an opening or two, but I never mentioned that you thought you might have found him." She shrugged, "Perhaps it's just coincidence. Might be a girl he already knows or something."
"Oh yeah! I'm sure it's just coincidence!" Daria laughed. Coincidence! Like hell it was! The Old Ones were making Their presence felt again. Giving the right people a little shove in the right direction.
"Well, we'll just have to ask him about it next week when we do his asessment."
"Do you want me to stay for that? Or should I go home and prepare Morgan for his arrival?"
"Stay. I've missed you. Why don't you get her to fly out to us? She's not visited me here since she was a child." She reached her arms around her friends neck and hugged her.
"OK. I'll stay. So..After the assesments,are we having a function too."
"The week after at the new moon, as you full well know, you aging pervert,you!" Daria laughed,"I suppose you'll have to stay for that too?"
"Hell, yeah! Lot's of nice young men on this side of the ocean!"
"Come on! Let's leave the boy in peace." Daria grabbed her friend's hand as she unwound herself from the chair. Then she pulled her close and kissed her passionately.
"Come with me. There's a nice comfortable bed, crying out for us,let's go sleep."
Lynnit raised an eyebrow,"Just sleep?"
" I'm tired!" Daria exclaimed, "But come join me now and you might just be able to change my mind on that!"
"I shall certainly try!" She followed her lover up to her bedroom.
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A week later Troy found himself back in the octagonal temple with the same group of people as before. Assesment consisted of being asked if he had noticed any changes in himself over the last week,his reactions to other people, interaction with any other gifteds within his direct circle of friends and relations.
Had he felt any changes? Hell yeah! Everyone turned him on. Any pretty girl, any handsome guy. He even found himself wondering what it would be like to kiss...and other things with Chad! He seemed to have spent the last week walking around in a state of almost permenant arousal. With his backpack dangling in front of him to cover the evidence. Most evenings he had to deal with it himself but on Wednesday Gabi had dropped by to do homework with him. They ended up making love for the third time in their relationship. Gabi commented on his increased passion, the last two times they had taken it slow, but this time he couldn't get his clothes off fast enough. He'd thought she had enjoyed it, she came anyway, but the next day she had mentioned that he seemed different.
During the questioning Troy knelt on the floor before Daria and Lynnit. Lynnit sat on an elaborately carved wooden 'throne' and Daria paced back and forth before him. She asked most of the questions.
"Do you feel an increase in your sexual desire?" As he had already told her,
"Yes."
"Have you had any more experiences of telepathy?"
"Oh yeah! My dad thinks it's funny to 'talk' to me that way at the breakfast table!" Dara smiled at that.
"What about the dreams?"
"Oh yeah! They are much more frequent, and much more vivid too."
"What or who is in them?" He blushed furiously.
"They are very erotic dreams, mainly with me having sex with Gabi... and Lynnit and you. Oh and the other girl that I was dreaming about before opening."
"Morgan?" He was surprised she knew her name.
"But how do you know that?"
"You called her name out in your sleep on the night of your opening. Who is she?"
Oh that made sense, he thought there was something spooky going on there for a moment!
"I don't know who she is. She's just in my dreams."
"What does she look like then?" Troy scratched his head while thinking for a moment.
"Pretty, no really beautiful,my kind of age, jade green eyes. Really flashing bright green." Behind Daria, Lynnit was watching him intently as her face broke into a grin and she nodded knowingly.
"Oh and hair like waves of fire,absolutely beautiful." As he finished he noticed Daria was smiling too as she turned to face her friend.
"Oh yes! That definitely sounds like your Morgan!" She exclaimed. Troy looked puzzled then realisation spread across his face.
"Your Morgan? You mean she's real?"
"She's real 's my accolyte."
"Acolyte?" He asked.
"The one that will follow after me," Lynnit said, "We never really spoke much last week." 'No' she thought, 'We were too busy fucking!' "But I'm the British Priestess, Daria's counterpart from across the ocean." She offered him her hand which seemed a little odd to him considering what they had done last time they met. He shook her hand and she laughed.
"I know who you are. My dad said he knew who you were the minute I said you were English." He told her.
"So," Daria began, "Now you have been opened, it is your choice as to whether you stay in contact with us. We would love you to stay with us." 'We need you to stay with us' She thought, "But ultimately the choice is yours." She watched his face closely.
To be honest, the week before his plan had been to be opened and then go back to 'normal', if you could call it that. But now his curiousity was piqued and he wanted to know more. And in the brief few moments that he had learned that Morgan was real, he knew he had to meet her.
"Do you think I should stay?" He asked.
"As I said, the choice is yours, but..."
"But, what?"
"Next week, we have a function to welcome the newly opened. I think you should at least come to that, before you make your choice." Troy noticed the grins that the two women exchanged.
"Why do I get the feeling you're not telling me something." He said narrowing his beautiful blue eyes. Lynnit giggled softly, putting her hand over her mouth to stop her self from laughing louder. Daria coughed loudly and shot her friend a filthy look, all the while trying not to laugh herself. All she said was.
"Ask your dad about it. Oh! And of course your parents are welcome to come to. It's been a long while since they have been to a function and I'm sure there are lots of people who would like to get re-aquainted with them again." She gave a sly look across at Lynnit again who looked away and whispered,
"I no I definitely would." In a barely audible voice. Troy was a little flustered as he stared at the two women.
"Umm. I suppose I could wait a few weeks and see what I feel about it."
A few weeks! 'Excellent!' Daria thought.
"Oh and Morgan will be here by then. You can meet the girl of your dreams!" She laughed. Oh boy! Was he in for a shock.
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When Troy arrived back at his own house he was surprised to find Gabi waiting for him. She politely said 'Hallo' to his parents before taking his hand and leading him to the tree-house in the back yard. Troy thought it was a little odd, but he climbed up with her and they sat with their feet dangling over the edge of the platform side by side.
"So how did today go?" She asked casually. "You went to your religious churchy thing didn't you?" Troy was surprised she was asking him about it. When he had first mentioned it, without going into the sexy details of course, she hadn't seemed that interested.
"Umm? Oh yeah. It was quite interesting. Got to go again next week."
"I thought you said you only had to go once? That will be three times." Troy scratched his head.
"Yeah. I did think I'd only go once, but I've got some things to sort out before I make my mind up." She smiled and knodded and reached into kiss him gently. As she deepened the kiss he felt stirrings in his pants and then Gabi's hand rested gently on the growing bulge. He pushed her fingers away, surprised at himself. Something felt wrong, he didn't know what, but something was definitely wrong. Then in the back of his head a soft voice spoke, the one he had only heard in his dreams before.
"Don't trust her! She's one of them! She want's our deaths!" Troy pulled away from her and jumped to his feet.
"What's the matter,Troy? Don't you wanna play?" She purred.
"No! Umm no, I've got a headache! I'm gonna go lay down." He backed away and headed for the ladder.
"I could come lay down with you."
"No, thank-you. I think I might just have a little sleep." He headed down the ladder and started for the backdoor.
"I'll see you tommorrow then?" She called to his retreating figure.
"Umm. Yeah. See you tommorrow." He rushed in and closed the door behind him.
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After she had climbed down, Gabi reached into her pocket and pulled out a carved cross about two inches tall. In the middle, where the arms crossed was a clear stone about as big as a pea. As she ran the fingers of the hand she had touched Troy with over the stone it glowed softly, then briefly flashed blue, before returning to clear. The grin on her face as she returned the cross to her pocket was pure evil.
"Daddy will be so pleased with me." She said to herself. She left the Bolton's garden and headed home.
