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Welcome aboard PsycoCyclone95. Enjoy your flight.
Thank you MisaRae for all you do, my teacher
The drive out to the house went quicker than they expected. Sarah sat in between Tina and Katerina, with the dragon on her shoulder. All three of them watched in awe as the dragon snuggled up against Sarah's neck, its calm, even breathing making its chest rise and fall in a soothing rhythm.
Felina sat in the driver's seat, with the front of the van all to herself, while Callie and Chance sat in the second row, cuddled up with each other.
Chance kissed Callie before he asked, "Something has been bothering me since we were at your grandmother's shop. In that photo album was a picture of Callista with her Sergeant-At-Arms. Amelia looks very similar to my physical therapist. Knowing what your grandmother and you are, could it be possible that Amelia and my physical therapist are the same she-cat?"
Callie intertwined her fingers with his and answered, "I really don't know, Chance. As far as I know, Amelia died years ago with her husband. Callista can do many things, but I don't think bringing back the dead is one of them."
"So who is she, then?" Chance asked. "Her resemblance to Callista's Sergeant-At-Arms is uncanny,"
Callie replied, "You are going to have to ask her or my grandmother, Chance, because I really don't know."
Tina happened to overhear the conversation going on in the seats in front of her, and she suddenly remembered meeting Angel on the rooftop, then discovering who Angel really was and why she was sent to the land of the living. Tina leaned forward and tweaked Chance's left ear before saying, "Don't worry about her too much, Chance. Just know that she is a friend. A friend who is going to challenge you and make you grow stronger, even if it kills the both of you." Tina then leaned back in her seat and ruffled Sarah's hair.
Chance lifted himself up just enough to turn and look at the back seat of the van. He then asked Tina, "Is there something you're not telling us, Tina?"
Tina stopped playing with Sarah long enough to reply, "Who me? Why would I hide something from my best friends and family?" Tina smiled and resumed playing with Sarah.
Chance turned around and sat back down. He took Callie's paw in his again and said, "Our friend knows something."
"If she does, she is not going to tell you until she is ready to, so stop prying, Chance," Callie said.
Felina made the last turn onto the street that had both hers and Callie's new houses. She pulled up to the gates and found them open. Felina spun around in her seat and asked, "Callie, did your grandmother forget to lock up when she was here last?"
"I highly doubt it, Lina. Someone must be here," Callie replied.
Felina turned her head to the left, saw the sold sign on the house next door to Callie's, and then she noticed the sign above the front door. It read 'The Clawsons' She exclaimed, "That is the house Jake bought for us!?"
Apparently, Jake had made arrangements for some minor modifications to be done to the house. There were construction crews carrying sheetrock into the house, a painting crew working on the outside, and there were several electricians installing new wiring on the telephone pole and carrying spools of wire into the house.
Felina took a real good look at her new house and all of the activity going on, when it hit her like a ton of bricks. Her future husband had to have dropped a serious wad of cash in order to not only buy the house, but to have so many contractors scampering around the place all at once. Felina turned her attention back to the long driveway heading up to Callie's new house, and then continued driving.
Isis walked back onto the porch and found Mark on one knee, scratching Persival behind the ears. From the look on Persival's face and the way he was slapping his tail against the porch, it seemed he was enjoying the attention. Isis said, "Not that I want to interrupt your male bonding time, but Callie and her friends will be arriving shortly. Oh, and Mark? You might want to consider changing your clothes into something, more appropriate to entertain a young kitten."
"Good idea, Isis. Unfortunately, I was not exactly planning on coming here. It just sort of happened on the spur of a moment, so I don't have anything to change into," Mark replied.
"Callista already thought of that. Please go upstairs and head to the third bedroom; she has a full set of clothes for you there."
Mark stood up and said, "Callista is always one step ahead of the rest. She is just like Lisa: beauty and brains rolled into one. I'll be right back." He then turned and went into the house, closing the door behind him. Mark ascended the stairs and looked at the photos and various knick knacks that adorned the walls. Most of the photos were of Callista being surrounded by her family, but a few of them were just her, dressed in a very formal gown with her posed on a stone bench with the ocean behind her. He gazed down to the caption below the painting and read it. 'Queen Callista at rest by the ocean, circa 1625' He then looked closely at Callista's face in the painting, and realized she hadn't aged at all. If anything, she had become more beautiful as she aged. Mark said as he walked away, "Ulysses is one lucky tom. Callista is gorgeous, smart, funny, passionate, and very classy. She is the perfect she-cat that every tom dreams of."
He entered the bedroom that Isis had mentioned, and saw a pile of neatly folded clothes on the bed. Mark sat down on the bed, removed his boots, and started to unzip his uniform. Before he removed his uniform completely, he searched the pile of clothes for some underwear to put on. Unfortunately, he found what he was looking for. Mark held up a pair of black bikini briefs that once they were on his muscular body, they wouldn't leave much to the imagination. He said, "Aw, come on! There is no way I will be able to fit into these." He then found a note that was hidden in the clothing. Mark picked up the note and read, 'Mark, Lisa is being discharged as you read this. Jake will be bringing her out a little later on today.' Mark smiled as he thought of holding Lisa in his arms again. He then continued reading. 'Lisa painted such a vivid image of you in a speedo , I wanted to give her something to look forward to when she arrives at the house. Have fun, but not too much! Callista.' Mark put the note down and said, "Callista, you are one conniving she-cat." He held up the underwear again and said, "If she has me wearing something like this, I wonder what she has in store for Lisa?" He then proceeded to remove his uniform and get dressed.
Tim and Candice finally made their way down to the pool, but not before sneaking in a short, but very heated, kiss. They found Leona in one of the lounge chairs, reading a book, and Susan in the pool doing laps. Tim placed a towel down on a lounge chair to Leona's right for Candice to lie on.
While Tim was getting the lounge chair ready, Candice removed the robe she was wearing and draped it over another chair. She then asked, "Tim, does this swimsuit make me look chubby?"
Tim stopped what he was doing and turned his body in the direction of Candice's voice. He instantly lost all train of thought when he saw what his girlfriend was wearing. Candice's swimsuit was a one-piece that reminded Tim of a more streamlined version of an old-fashioned one, which covered most of her torso and thighs. Then the seaming on it caught his eye, and as he traced the lines, he realized they were stitched to purposefully suggest the sexier silhouette of a high-cut bikini. The back of the swimsuit was completely open, except for the straps that held the suit in place. Unfortunately for Candice, her bust was large enough that it pushed out the top, so anyone could easily see the swell of her breasts.
Candice turned around so Tim could get a look at her back, but the only thing Tim could focus on was the back of her shapely legs and her tail.
Candice turned to face Tim again and saw him just standing there, frozen with a look of shock on his face. She walked over to him and waved her paw in front of his eyes. Not seeing a response, she quickly glanced over at Leona to make sure she was engrossed in her book before capturing Tim's lips in a passionate kiss.
Tim snapped out of his stupor as soon as Candice's lips met his. He eagerly returned the kiss, and snaked his arms around her waist. But just before he allowed his paws to slip lower on Candice's body, he heard a low growl emanate from Leona.
Leona looked up from her book long enough to see Candice kiss Tim, and Tim returning her kiss. She then saw his paws heading south on Candice's body. She was well aware of what happened between she-cats and toms behind closed doors, but she highly disapproved of such things being on public display. She let out a growl of disapproval at both of their actions.
Tim instantly pulled back from Candice and dropped his arms to his sides. They both turned to look at Leona, who had a very disapproving expression on her face. Leona said, "Candice, I don't know how you behave in the city, but when you are in my presence, kissing a tom like you just did is not condoned." She turned her head slightly to address Tim directly as her gaze intensified. She then said, "I expect better from you, Tim! I told you that you remind me of my late husband, and I meant every word. Lionel would never kiss me in such a manner out in the open, and as for your wandering paws? They are to stay above the waistat all times! Do you understand, Tim, or do I have to demonstrate what happened to my daughter's first tom-friend when I caught him acting very inappropriately?"
"No, ma'am," was Tim's response.
Leona's gaze softened before she said, "Good, I don't want to have this conversation again. Now both of you get in the pool and cool off! I can smell how aroused both of you are from here."
Candice looked down, and saw exactly how much she had affected Tim. A sly, feminine smile crossed her lips at the sight, and she felt almost giddy, knowing she could get such a reaction out of him. She leaned against him and whispered in his ear, "I'll take care of that problem later. You had better eat well tonight, because you are going to need every ounce of energy you can get." She then righted herself, ran to the pool, and dove in.
Tim watched her dive into the pool. He marveled at her form and how she arched her back. He wondered if she had ever been a semi-professional diver or swimmer. He then ran and jumped into the pool right behind her.
Candice led Tim to the shallow end of the pool. Once they were there, she said, "I'm going to do a few laps, Tim. As I said before, since I met you, I have not been getting the exercise I need to maintain my figure. Therefore, you and I are going to swim at least a dozen laps, and tomorrow morning, we are going for a five mile run. That is, if you can walk after I am done with you tonight." She then started her first lap around the pool.
Tim quickly followed her lead, and swam as fast as he could to catch up with her.
Susan finished her round of laps. She had no idea that Candice and Tim had joined her in the pool. She got out of the pool, walked over to Leona, grabbed a towel from a deck chair, and after she cleared her ears, she heard the slapping of paws against the water. Susan turned and saw her sister gliding through the water. Tim, on the other hand, was struggling to keep up with Candice's pace. However, that didn't stop her from appreciating the muscles of Tim's back and shoulders, and how they flexed as he swam. Susan licked her lips and said, "Sometime soon, I am going to have my paws on that back while he is making me quiver with pleasure."
Leona heard Susan loud and clear. She let out a deafening roar that probably everyone in the neighborhood could hear as she whipped her head around to face Susan. Leona then very authoritatively said, "Your sister is madly in love with him. So much so, she would not submit to me when I ordered her to do so. If you try to get your hooks into him, Susan, I will not only be furious with you for trying to wreck your sister's relationship, but I will disown you as my granddaughter. You will no longer be a part of my life."
"You can't do that, grandma!" Susan exclaimed as she brought her paws down on her hips in a fit of pique.
"Try me, Susan. I meant what I said. Stay away from Tim! He loves her as much as she loves him. Tim even told me earlier that one day he wants to call Candice his wife. Don't mess this up for her, Susan. You have always managed to get everything you ever wanted: new cars, new clothes, and new toms to play with. Now your sister has a chance at having everything I had with your grandfather, and I want her to have it. So paws off of him, Susan!" Leona ordered.
Susan was stunned at her own grandmother ordering her to back off and leave Tim alone. Susan knew she always got what she wanted, and right now she wanted Tim in the worst way, even if it meant hurting her sister. She didn't want to anger her grandmother any more than she already had, but her desire to sleep with Tim was even greater. She would just have to come up with a plan to get him to make the first move, so she could not be blamed for seducing him. Susan replied, "Fine, grandma, I'll leave him alone." She threw her towel over her right shoulder and started walking back towards the house. She smirked as she strode past the gate separating the pool from the rest of the property and softly said, "I'll leave him alone for now. Wait until dinner tonight. I have a skirt that is so short; it is guaranteed to drive him wild when he sees me in it."
Candice finished her laps rather quickly. While she waited for Tim to finish up his laps at the shallow end of the pool, she turned to watch Tim swim. Candice noticed that he had the strength to propel himself through the water, but he lacked the correct form and discipline to do it with the grace and precision of a swimmer. She then decided to have just a little more fun with him. Candice moved to the left, and into Tim's path. She then jutted out her chest, so he would swim directly into her.
Tim was so focused on finishing that everything else around him vanished. He concentrated on his strokes, kicking with his feet to propel himself faster through the water. What he didn't know was that his girlfriend had positioned herself directly in front of him, so he was going to crash into her, face first. And that is exactly what happened. Tim sped forward with his latest right-arm stroke, but he was abruptly stopped by something solid, but yielding. He felt his face hit something very soft as he came to a sudden stop. His feet hit the bottom of the pool, and then he stood upright. He opened his eyes and saw Candice standing directly in front of him.
She said, "If I knew you were a breast tom, I would have let you play with my girls earlier." Candice then let out a hearty laugh, to let Tim know she was only teasing him.
Tim crossed his arms over his chest and then said, "My dear, two can play at that game." He grabbed her, picked her up in his arms, and carried her over towards the deeper end of the pool. Once he thought it was safe enough for him to carry out his plan, he lifted her up over his head, and jokingly said, "I hope this she-cat likes water," before launching her into the deep end.
Candice landed tail-first, sending water everywhere as she splashed back into the pool. Rather than simply swimming back up, she bided her time, and once she had reached bottom, she propelled herself back up. Instead of bringing her entire head out of the water, she slowly broke the surface so that only her ears and eyes were visible. Her eyes locked in on Tim, and she swam towards her target.
Tim saw her coming a second too late. Candice swiftly dragged him under the water and removed his swim trunks before swimming to the other end of the pool, leaving Tim bare.
She surfaced and triumphantly held his trunks above her head. She said, "Good luck getting back to the house without these, dear!" Candice quickly got out of the pool, ran past Leona, grabbed a towel, and took off towards the house.
Leona had allowed herself to be engrossed by her book again, until a rush of wind ruffled the pages and fanned against her face. She looked up in time to see Candice running of towards the house with a pair of swim trunks clenched in her right paw. Leona then turned back towards the pool, and saw Tim just standing there. From what she could see under the water, he was completely naked. It brought back a memory of when she did the same thing to Lionel when they first got married, and how he retaliated that night in their bedroom, resulting in their first cub being born a few months later. She said, "Candice, you and Tim are more like me and Lionel than you know." Leona got up out of her chair and took mercy on Tim. She grabbed a towel, walked over to the edge of the pool, and said, "Tim, you are going to turn into a prune if you stay in there too much longer. Come on out. I promise not to look.. much." She then extended her arm that held the towel out for Tim to take.
Tim made his way to the edge of the pool, placed both of his paws firmly on the edge, and hoisted himself out. He then quickly grabbed the towel from Leona and wrapped it around his waist.
Leona felt Tim take the towel from her paw, and could not help but steal a quick glance at Tim's body. She was not disappointed in the least. Tim not only had the body of a cyclist, with long and lean legs, but his butt was high and looked very tight. Even the muscles of his back had some definition to them, but were not overly built-up. Leona smirked and quickly averted her gaze so she would not be caught ogling her granddaughter's tom-friend.
Tim said, "Thank you, Leona," before he started walking back towards the house.
Leona said, "You are welcome, Tim," but even as she spoke, she eyed another nearby towel. Unable to help herself, she grabbed it and grinned as she let the length of fabric snap out like a whip, the corner lightly whacking Tim's backside.
Tim jumped as he felt the sudden sting on his derriere. He then stumbled forward out of her reach and rubbed his backside. Tim turned his head to look back at Leona, who was giving him her best "who me?" look.
Leona giggled at Tim's reaction. She then said, "My my, Candice is definitely going to have fun with that one. He has one taut bottom, and his tomhood is quite the sight to behold. He is even more like Lionel than I thought." Leona then followed Tim into the house.
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