At the end of the weekend, we packed up everything and headed home. I loved everything we did while at the campsite. Modo was such a sweetheart for setting this up for me.
"Thank you for an awesome weekend, sweetheart. I loved it!"
"I'm glad you did, honey. You look amazing in a bathing suit, by the way. Has you know who ever seen you in one?"
"Nope. We didn't do any swimming, which is too bad. I love to swim."
"I noticed that. I had no idea you were that athletic. Is that from being in the Marines and a bounty hunter?"
"Yep. Training the troops also helped. I wish 9 months would come real soon. I know I'm not showing yet, but I'm already tired of the morning sickness. I didn't have this problem much with the twins."
"Are you curious as to what we're having?"
"Not really. Are you?"
"Kinda. I've always wanted a daughter."
"Even though I don't wanna know what the gender is, I know you do, so when we go in to get the sonogram done, I'll let you ask about the gender."
Modo smiled.
"Thank you."
"Anything for you, my hunky Martian Mouse." Then I noticed we were coming up to the house.
"I'm glad to be home. I can't wait for a hot shower and a comfortable bed."
"And my hands wrapped around your incredibly rock hard cock."
"I'm glad we live in the middle of nowhere for what I'm about to do right now."
Then he helped me off the bike, lead me to the yard and gently laid me down on it. He undressed me then took his pants off and I couldn't believe how rock hard he was. He sighed in relief after letting it loose from his pants.
Modo lowered himself down on me and made slow, passionate love to me for the remainder of the day. No hard fucking at all. Just sweet love making. It was a nice change from all the wild sex all weekend.
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8hrs. later, we had finally felt satisfied. We stood up, I got dressed and he got his pants back on. We walked into the house and headed for our room to take a shower. We figured we would get everything off the bike later tonight or tomorrow morning. We needed a hot shower and a comfy bed.
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An hour after the shower, we dried off and crawled into bed for the next 8-10 hours. That's IF he doesn't get fresh with me while I try to sleep. He did that the whole weekend. I hardly slept. I was very tired even after all the wild and crazy sex we had.
I had finally got settled into bed and once my head hit the pillow, I was out like a light. So was Modo, for once. We slept like a couple of babies for the rest of the afternoon and into the early evening.
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During what I was hoping would be a peaceful sleep, was another nightmare. This one was different than the ones I had over the weekend. I can't figure out why I'm having them in the first place. I cried and screamed in my sleep. The end result was always the same. I watch Modo die.
Modo woke up to my screaming and crying. He woke me up and asked what that was all about. All I could do was wrap my arms around his neck and cry. I was so worried about what my nightmare could mean.
I was really wishing Throttle would leave me alone. Nightmares, included. I'm tired of being tired all the time.
I had finally calmed down enough to finally tell Modo about my nightmare I had.
I just worry that he'll either go after him or actually leave me like in the nightmares I had over the weekend.
"Are you ready to talk about your nightmare you had?"
"I need to tell you about all of my nightmares I had all weekend, Modo. I'm worried about what they could mean…for us."
"What do you mean 'for us'?"
"Each nightmare I had over the weekend was the same and the same result. I watch you die and Throttle laughs at my pain of losing you."
"Is there anything else about the nightmare that is different from what you were going through tonight?"
"Just a bit. Instead of you telling me that you married me out of pity, Throttle made you tell me what a whore I was and that no one wants a whore as a wife. That you didn't really love me. That you wished Charley was still alive and would rather be back with her instead of being with me."
Modo was shocked. He grabbed both of my hands and held them close to himself. He kissed the top of them before he spoke.
"I would never say such a thing against my will. Especially to you, darlin'. Never. Yes, I will always have a spot in my heart for Charley, but she's not here anymore. You are. Not only did I save you from him, but I truly and deeply love you, Michelle. Don't ever think otherwise. I'm sorry he's torturing you in your dreams and causing you so much pain. I wish I could stop him from doing this to you. He learned how to mind-walk when he was just starting out in the Freedom Fighters Army. Its something that only he knows how to do. No one else, that I know of, can do it."
"Is that how he's torturing me?"
"Yeah, it is. By chance, does your mom know how to do it?"
"She might. I never thought about asking her. If she does, then maybe she can help you get him out of your head. I'll be honest with you. I feel helpless cause I can't stop him from torturing you in your sleep."
"Please call her and find out. I need him out of my head for good. I'm tired of being scared to lose you."
"I know you are. I see it in your eyes every time. I'll go get my phone from the bike. Why don't you go splash some cold water on your face, then go sit in the living room."
"I'm afraid to sleep now. I know I need sleep, but if he's going to torture me like this, then I don't wanna sleep any more."
"Just splash some water on your face, honey. I'll be back inside real soon. I promise." I smiled at him then got up from the bed. I went to our bathroom to splash some water on my face.
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Modo decided to make that call to his mom from outside. He didn't want to upset me more if he mentioned Throttle's name. He knows I can't stand hearing that name. He's going to let his mom know that, too.
He dialed his mom's number after getting the phone out of the saddle bag. He was hoping that she was up considering the time of night.
"Do you have any idea what time it is, young man? Your momma needs her beauty sleep."
Modo chuckled a bit. "You're beautiful no matter what time it is, momma."
Meridith chuckled a bit. "You're so right, honey. What can I do for you, Modo? Is everything ok with you and Michelle?"
"That's why I'm calling, momma. Throttle is torturing her every night in her dreams. He turns them into nightmares. The end result is that I die in her nightmares."
"So, he's dream-walking, huh?"
"Yeah. Michelle brought this up and I never thought about asking you this, but can you do it too?"
"Of course I can. You can too, sweetie. Its been in the Maverick family for generations."
"I never learned how to do it though. Can you teach me how to do it so I can help Michelle? I feel so helpless to stop her nightmares."
"I understand. Can I talk with her?"
"I'm outside. She doesn't like when Throttle's name is said. That's why I'm outside, calling you."
"What was her recent nightmare about? If you remember."
"Throttle forced me to say such horrible things to Michelle."
"Like what? I know you don't want to say, but I need to know so we both can help her."
"I was forced to say that she's a whore. That I don't really love her. That I would rather be back with Charley if she were still alive. No one wants a whore as a wife. All horrible things, momma. Things I would never say to her. I told her that I will always have a spot in my heart for Charley, but she's not here anymore. Michelle is. I truly, deeply love her, momma. I told her that, too."
"I know you would never say such horrible things to her, let alone any woman. We didn't raise you to be unfeeling and uncaring. I can come by in the morning and help."
"I need you here right now, momma. She refuses to sleep until the torture stops. She told me she's afraid to sleep. I hate being helpless to stop the internal torture. I want her to have a life free of torture from him."
"I'll be there in 10 mins. then."
"Thank you, momma. Just come in. We'll be in the living room."