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It was time for Callista to return back to the Society and become the Loving Queen she once was.
Sally had made her a new gown that matched the color of her eyes, with light blue accents which were strategically place to enhance the curves of her body.
Callista looked at herself in the full length mirror in her shared bedroom with Ulysses. She bent her left knee, ever so slightly, shifting her weight on her hips, and placing her paws on her hips as well, as she asked, "Do I look fat in this?"
Ulysses already knew, her question was a loaded one, with one wrong word, he would be sleeping on the couch, or worse. However, Sally had an eye for making any she-cat look gorgeous in the clothes she made. The gown formed to her upper half of her body, perfectly, then once the material left her hips, flowed down to the floor, tapering out at her feet. To him, she was a goddess and the gown she was wearing only accentuated that thought. "Callista, I'm glad that Mark is going to be your Bodyguard, while Chance is taking care of his daughters," he answered.
She turned around to face him, and asked, "Why is that, dear?"
Ulysses left his spot on the edge of the bed, went to her, wrapped his arms around her midsection, then said, "Any tom out there is going to be captivated by your beauty. I wouldn't be surprised if David doesn't attempt to kiss you."
Callista wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling herself into his large body, "If he does, he will regret it! The only tom I want to kiss me, is my adoring husband and as queen, I command him to kiss his wife."
"As you command, my queen," Ulysses said as he moved his mouth closer to hers and kissed her.
She kissed him back, letting her paws slip down his back, feeling all the muscles, well toned from years of service. She let out a purr, then said, "If I didn't have to leave this morning, I'd show you the very racy undergarments, Jessica picked out for me to wear under this gown."
Just as he was about to reply, a horn blared from out in front, signaling her ride had arrived.
"Of all the rotten timing," he said. "I will await your return to show me what you have on underneath that gown you are wearing, my queen."
She patted his left cheek, then said, "Care to escort me to my chariot?"
"Nothing would make me happier, Callista," he said.
Mark was parked out on front of Callista's building, wearing a black suit which was tailored to him. He was resting on the front right fender of a Black Town Car, waiting for Callista to arrive. Despite the large wedding band on his finger, he still managed to catch the attention of several she-cats that were out, either on their morning jog, or simply stopping by the local grocery to get supplies.
One particular she-cat got very curious as to why a Mountain of Muscle, dressed to the nines was sitting out in front of an old Antiques shop. She recognized, him as an Enforcer, from the various photos of him in the newspaper and left her station in front of the grocery store and went over to Mark, then asked, "Excuse me, officer, why are you here?"
Mark looked over at the Tortoise-Shell furred she-cat with long black hair, and these golden eyes, which resembled Gwendlyn's. She was wearing a pair of jeans, a red t-shirt, and a yellow apron with the store's logo across her chest. "I'm waiting for a friend; to give her a ride, miss," he responded.
Her long tail started swaying as she listened to his voice. She was definitely intrigued by him, and wanted to get to know him, better. "May I get you something to eat or drink, while you are waiting?" She asked, hoping he would say yes.
"I could use some coffee, if its not too much trouble, miss?" Mark responded.
"Not at all. How do you like your coffee?" She asked.
"Lots of milk, and a teaspoon of sugar, please," Mark said.
"Let me get that for you, I'll be right back," she said and walked back to the store, with her hips and tail moving in time.
Mark heard the door to Callista's apartment open. He lifted his head to greet Callista, but as soon as he did, his mouth dropped open as the vision before him was burned into his memory. He knew Callista was gorgeous, but seeing her in her new gown, made her appear ethereal.
Callista stepped off of the last step and walked over to where Mark was waiting. She noticed Mark's eyes were glued to her, and not moving in the slightest. "Is there something wrong, Mark?" She asked.
"Callista, please don't take this the wrong way. If I wasn't married and hopelessly in love with Lisa, I'd be begging you to go out with me. You look like a goddess in that gown," Mark said.
She went over to him, kissed his left cheek, then said, "If you and I were still single, I would have gone out with you, Mark."
Mark stood up straighter, then asked, "You would have?"
She smiled, then said, "Of course. You are one very desirable tom, who happens to have a body that rivals any model out there."
Ulysses heard his wife and Mark conversing. He went over to his wife, cinched his right arm around her waist, then asked, "Why is my wife, and one of my best officers, discussing dating each other?"
"Commander, I was complimenting, Callista only. I meant no disrespect to her or to you," Mark said.
"Dear, I'm in love with you, and you alone. Mark may have a body, that most of the she-cats would love to get their paws on, but not me. I'm married to the tom, I should have married, decades ago," Callista said.
The she-cat arrived with Mark's coffee. She noticed the way Callista was dressed, and said as she handed Mark his drink, "Here is your coffee, I hope you like it?" She turned to Callista, then said, "You look like the queen, who used to rule over this land, years ago."
"Thank you, Ophelia. You have no idea how often I here that," Callista said.
"You're welcome, Callista," Ophelia said, before she turned back to Mark, then asked, "So, tall, dark, and dreamy, care to go on a date tonight?"
Mark was taking a sip of his coffee, when Ophelia asked her question. He almost spit up, and lowered the cup back to his side, then said, "Sorry, Ophelia, but I'm happily married."
"You are?! Oh, well. Can I at least get a hug?" She asked.
"Don't see why not?" Mark said as he put his cup down on the roof of the car and opened his arms.
Ophelia hugged him tightly, letting her paws travel down his toned back, to his tail, and lower. She grasped two paws-full of his backside, giving them a good squeeze, which made Mark jump. "Um, what do you think you are doing?" Mark asked.
"Doing what every other single she-cat in the city wants," Ophelia said before she let out a purr.
Mark took her paws away from his ass, as he said, "Ophelia, you are a very cute she-cat. But as I said, I'm happily married to the she-cat that I have bee I love with, since college. And why do all the single she-cats want to grab my ass?"
"Let my paws go, and I'll show you," Ophelia said.
Mark let her paws go and she rubbed her wrists for a second. She then reached into the pocket of her jeans, removing a copy of a newspaper clipping and handing it to him.
As Mark opened the folded piece of paper, she said, "That photo was taken the day you and your partner, took down those three creeps, who tried to rob Callista's shop. As you can see, the photographer managed to capture your tail section, quite clearly."
Mark looked at the photo and saw him, pawcuffing one of the robbers. But the angle the photo was taken, showed him with his tail high in the air and his uniform pants riding up his backside. The caption read, "One of Megakat's Finest, subduing brazen robber." But hat wasn't all. Someone wrote the word 'asses' just below the word finest with an arrow pointing to where the word should be inserted between finest and subduing. "You didn't write this, did you?" Mark asked.
"Not me, I printed a copy from one of the blogs out there. Although, I do have to agree, you have one of the finest backsides in the city," Ophelia said.
Callista overheard the conversation and had to get a glimpse of the photo. She looked over Ophelia's shoulder at the photo, then said, "You have to send me a copy of the link to the article, Ophelia."
"Why do you want a copy of the photo, Callista?" Mark asked.
"I don't, exactly want a copy of the photo. But I know, Lisa will want a copy. I'm thinking of blowing it up, poster size and giving it to her," Callista replied with a smile of her face, and her tail swaying nice and slow.
Ulysses knew his wife, was as playful as a teenager at times and it was one of the things that attracted him to her. He rolled his eyes, then said, "You really should be going."
"You're right, my husband," Callista said. She then said to Ophelia, "Be sure to send me the link."
Mark extended his left elbow to Callista, as he said, "May I escort you to your ride?"
She slipped her arm through his, resting her right paw on his very well defined bicep, and rested her head on his shoulder.
Mark turned his head to the left, to look at Callista, who had her eyes closed and a light smile on her face. "You know, someone might think we are a couple, by the way you are hanging onto me."
"Let them think what they want. Its not often I get to be escorted by, and I quote, "One of Megakat's finest asses."
About a half-an-hour later, Mark pulled up to the gates of the Society. He flashed his ID to the guard, who opened the gates.
Mark drove through, then the gates closed, right behind him. Shutting and locking them in.
He pulled into the large Courtyard and stopped the car. Mark turned in his seat to face Callista, then said, "I'll be by your side, constantly. You don't have to worry about David."
"I know, Mark," she replied, looking out of the window of the car at the sparse courtyard, that once was brimming with life, years ago. "This place used to be, lively. There once were kittens of all ages, running through these yards, learning in the school, playing with each other. I want those times back."
"I know you do. I can only image what occurred behind these walls," Mark said.
"I can fix that, please lean towards me, and open your mind," Calllista said, leaning over the front seat with her outstretched paws.
Mark leaned back in his seat, letting Callista touch his forehead. Then the image of of happy families, with kittens of all ages, sitting, eating, playing, simply being happy. All of this occurring in a lush courtyard appeared in his mind. He could see his own family, being right along with them. "I can see why you want those times back, Callista. That is the type of experience I want for my own family."
Callista leaned back in her seat, then said, "Your family and mine are intertwined already, Mark. Our families are one in the same, and will be for all eternity. Yours, mine, Tina and Katerina's, and even Jake's families are a tight knit group. Wait until the kittens get older, they will bring this place, as well as MegaKat back to what it once was."
"I hope so, that image brought me back to my kitten-hood," Mark said.
"Mark, that image was from about two hundred eighty years ago. Long before you, and even your grandparents were even born," Callista said, retreating into her seat. "I was still the queen of the lands, and I used to love coming here, to teach the young sorcerers and sorceresses the ways of magic, then play with them in this courtyard. If the visions I have been having are correct, Evelyn is going to lead the Society back to greatness, when she's much older of course."
"Evelyn? As in Evelyn Higgins? That little girl is going to be able to accomplish such a feat?" Mark asked, getting out of the car, to let Callista out of the back.
Mark opened her door, extended his right paw inside to assist her with getting out of the car, with a large smile on his face.
Callista graciously took his paw, with an equally large smile, allowing him to assist her. She lifted herself out of the seat, extended her right leg out of the car, then slipped out, spinning into Mark's arms.
Mark caught her, holding her to his frame, then said, "I don't think Lisa would be thrilled with you, constantly being on my arm, Callista. I know Ulysses won't."
"Lisa gets to be held by you, for the rest of her life, Mark. Just as I get to be held by Ulysses. However, it's the Queen's right to be escorted by her knight, and what a knight you would be. Now, if I could get you to wear you other uniform all the time, I would be the luckiest queen there ever was."
"Sorry, Callista. I wear that uniform only when Adonis is needed, not to be a fantasy come true for she-cats," Mark said, letting her slip out of his arms.
Callista spun on the toes on her left foot, twirling out of his arms, stopping a few feet from him. Then said, "To answer your question, if Evelyn was around in the Dark Ages, when I was the queen, she could have easily challenged me for the title, and might win. There is more power in that little body, than she realizes. In time, and with the proper guidance, she will be able to take over the Society, and lead it back."
David rounded the corner with Michael, not that far behind him. David was dressed in a red silk shirt and black pants. His eyes wandered over Callista's body, in the form-fitting gown she was wearing. "What a she-cat! She can scratch my itch, anytime she wants!" He said.
Michael had on a white dress shirt, with a black tie and black slacks. He rolled his eyes as David spoke. He walked past David to Callista and Mark, then said, "Callista, Evelyn has been asking for you. She would like another lesson." He lifted his head to Mark, then said, "Helen wants to have all of you over, especially Lisa, before she gives birth to the twins."
"We would be delighted to come, Michael. Raphael doesn't need to sleep as much as he used to, but I'm positive, Lisa and I can find something to keep him entertained," Mark said.
Michael's face lit up, then said, "Splendid! Helen and Evelyn will be delighted to have her family over. Tara has had the cubs. You should see Spencer, I thought I was a doting father. Boy was I wrong. He won't let his cubs out of his sight for a second."
"I knew Spencer would calm down, once Tara had the cubs," Callista said. "He's more like his cousin than he realized."
"Sort of, Daniella came by the house to check on Helen's progress a few days ago. Well, even though Spencer had his daughter, Gale on his back, he took one look at Daniella's legs, and made a blunt comment to her. She was about to slap him, but her eyes fell on the tiny cub on his back, and fell in love. The two almost came to blows, over her cradling the cub in her arms."
"Daniella knows what your family can do, Michael?" Mark asked.
"She had to know, Mark. She's going to be assisting, Helen with giving birth to the twins. When Evelyn was born, Helen accidentally changed the midwife into a snail, when a contraction hit. We didn't want Daniella or Cheryl to fall to the same fate."
That was when David stopped in front the group, he said to Callista, "You look spectacular in you gown, Callista."
"Thank you, David," she replied.
Now that David was close enough to really look at her in the form-fitting gown, he noticed the lack of these tiny lines, indicating where her undergarments lay on her body. He smirked and said, "Guess you are starting to dress with the times, Callista. Your choices of intimate wear is getting much more bolder."
"David! You're as rude as ever!" Callista stated.
"How dare you say that you her!" Mark roared.
"If Helen was here, she would have slapped you, David!" Michael said.
"You both get to go home, to very shapely, beautiful she-cats, everyday, boys. While I'm stuck here, with nothing but the memories of this goddess standing in front of me, to keep me company," David said.
"Have you been drinking again, David?" Michael asked.
"Only a little. Just enough to give me the levity to do this," David said, right before he kissed Callista and grabbed her backside with his right paw.
Mark grabbed David, then punched him in the face, sending him to the ground. "You really are a jerk, David! If Callista wasn't here, I would have done more than just punch you! And if my father was still alive and caught you treating a she-cat like that, he would kill you!" He turned back to Callista and held her in his arms, asking, "Are you ok?"
"I'm alright, I think," she responded, holding onto him.
David wiped some of the blood away from his mouth, with the left sleeve fo his shirt. He then noticed the way Callista was in Mark's arms, then said, "Figures, the she-cats with the hottest tail, go after the toms with the biggest muscles. I always thought you two were a little, too close, if you get what I'm saying?"
"You are accusing us of having an affair, David?" Callista asked.
"That I am, my dear. It wouldn't shock me, if I found him in your chambers tonight, deep in the throes of passion. He seems like the type of tom, you would want to bed, Callista," he answered.
Mark was about to hit David again, but Callista stopped him in his tracks, then said with a deep scowl on her face, "The only tom I'm sleeping with is my husband, David! If I was still the queen, Mark and his wife would have been two of my best my knights and confidants! I do love him, as family, because that is what we are! I would never betray Ulysses, just as Mark would never betray Lisa! I know you have made a pass at Helen, on more than one occasion, despite her being happily married to Michael."
"You made a pass at my wife, David?" Michael asked.
"I did, Michael. Helen is almost as beautiful as the queen. All those ringlets of long blonde hair, would look heavenly on my pillow," David said.
Michael went over to David, crouched down, grabbing him by the lapels of his shirt, then said, "Helen and I have been in love with each other since we were teenagers and have been engaged to marry since we graduated High School! Helen is my life and you made a pass at her! You betrayed my trust, David!" Michael threw David back to the ground and walked away, before he let the rage he felt inside, consume him.
Callista was about to go after Michael, but before she could, he disappeared right before their eyes. "I should go after him," she said, looking into Mark's eyes.
"I'm almost positive, he went home and is currently in Helen's loving arms. I wouldn't worry about them too much, their marriage is as strong as mine and Lisa's is. Let's get you back to your chambers, I'll be right outside, making sure you are not disturbed by anyone," Mark said.
"I have a better idea, the primary school is about to let out. Might I suggest we go and relieve our stress, by playing with a bunch of kittens? Who knows? A few girls might like to braid your hair, Mark. It will be good practice for you, especially when your daughters want to play," Callista said.
"My daughters? You know Lisa is going to give me daughters?" Mark asked.
Callista smiled back at him, then answered, "Remember that dream you had when Lisa was having surgery? If I saw your dream correctly, you and Lisa are going to have three more kittens, two girls and another boy."
"Wow! Two girls and a boy. Lisa wanted a big family, and I guess she's going to get it," Mark said, then scooped her up in his arms, then said, "Let's go and play with those kittens!" And walked off to the school.
David stood back up, dusted himself off, then said, "Your bodyguard can't protect you all the time, Callista. When you least expect it, everyone you care about will be gone!"
End of Chapter