So my people, here we go. I do hope you enjoy yourselves. A nice short chapter to set up the things to come.

Percy Jackson

It should come as no surprise that by now Percy was used to waking with a representative of the other gender in his arms and the female form nestled against him was very familiar so perhaps he could be excused for not realizing that he was absentmindedly groping his slave, not his girlfriend. Arguably, an easy mistake to make, one could say.

"Morning Annabeth," Percy muttered not opening his eyes.

"I'm not Annabeth," a much too high-pitched voice squeaked as his fingers dug into an ample breast. It was then that he realized something was wrong. Annabeth's voice, however much he adored it, was considerably deeper and firmer. For another, as amazing as Annabeth's titts were, they weren't what one might call ample.

Percy's eyes snapped open and realized Annabeth was looking at him with a slightly raised eyebrow. It wasn't Annabeth resting in his embrace. He looked down at a head full of long, dark hair and porcelain skin and froze, realizing who's breast he was holding. Despite technically being entitled to it, he released her body at once as sat up.

"Holy shit, so sorry," Percy groaned. "What are you doing here anywhere?" Percy asked, looking back and forth between the two women.

While Annabeth was looking pleased with herself to a troubling degree Silena was blushing deeply, clearly uncomfortable with the general station.

"So sorry," she squeaked.

To be honest, Percy was happy to have a second beautiful woman in his bed. He just enjoyed being in the loop for such things.

"It's fine," Percy grunted and leaned over to Annabeth to kiss her. "Morning Wise Girl."

"Good morning Seaweed Brain, and as to your question. Silena was down so I invited her to this sleepover," she explained.

Percy rubbed his face. "Okay," he replied, deciding this wasn't something he wanted to think about at that moment. "Hope you at least slept well," Percy muttered and once again Silena blushed brightly. Perhaps she had, or not?

After getting dressed and eating a light breakfast they headed back down into the city and picked up Piper before finally arriving at his mother's and former English teacher's apartment. "So Piper, what are you studying," Paul finally asked once they were all seated around the living room table.

Piper cleared her voice. "Real estate," she explained. "You know, got that charm to speak thing going for me so I wouldn't even need to take the girls out to make a sale,..." then she fell silent and blushed deeply as she realized what had just slipped out.

"Ms. McLean," Sally chided the young woman and Silena looked over at her half-sister in a mildly disappointing way, as if silently cursing her for reinforcing the stereotypes around children of Aphrodite.

Silena Beauregard

It was fairly obvious how much Sally adored Annabeth, so she was all the more grateful to be welcomed the way she was, despite knowing full well that objectively she was the biggest threat to Annabeth becoming her legal daughter-in-law. Silena was also fairly confident that Sally had put one and one together and guessed that she had previously crawled into Percy's bed. Or Annabeth had told her, but regardless she was welcomed warmly.

As it turned out, not sleeping alone and in an attractive man's muscled arms meant she had woken up quite well-rested, even considering the embarrassment of being sleep groped by Percy. Having slept with Percy in the past and as such been very comfortable at this point with being touched by him, so she had been perfectly fine with the groping itself. It was more that Annabeth had seemed rather amused by her predicament.

Regardless experience had left her somewhat riled up and the moment she had been sadly out of sight in her bathroom, she had found relief with the help of a vibrator as part of her imagined Percy being much more demanding of her. She knew it was pathetic, but just because Percy was now back with Annabeth did not make him any less desirable to her, especially because he was the only man apart from her father she had active contact with.

Fortunately, they had brought Piper along, and while she was sure Percy had missed it, Piper being introduced as yet another daughter of Aphrodite had caused a raised eyebrow or two from Sally's side until she caught on that Piper, the daughter of a very famous actor, was only Annabeth's roommate, and not involved in any harem shenanigans. Silena couldn't blame Sally for her reservations, if she were a mortal mother and her son seemed to be collecting women left, right, and center, she would be mildly concerned as well. But before long Sally seemed to have warmed up to Piper and before long the three of them were merrily chatting away about among other things, Sally's pregnancy, leaving the two men sitting in awkward silence. Paul, she assumed had been very preoccupied with the pregnancy, and Percy,...well probably because he was mildly aware of how Annabeth seemed to be drinking everything in and slowly catching on to what that might mean for him.

With Piper having begun her way down the illustrious path of higher education, however, and Annabeth likely holding the world's most prestigious contract in her respective field the topic, unfortunately, didn't take too long to shift towards the two black sheep seated at the living room table, her and Percy. Percy, the lucky bastard, made the good point that he was a literal god, and had divine duties to attend to. However, she...was not so fortunate.

In all honesty, Silena had never put much thought into higher education and seen herself more as the really hot stay-at-home mom that half the neighborhood had a crush on, not as a driven career woman. If Annabeth hadn't come into the picture, she would have quite happily played the role for Percy. "I don't know," Silena stammered, her usual mask of confidence failing under the gaze of a self-made women like Sally Jackson. "I speak French,...and always liked history...also did some designing,..." A grin spread across Sally's face she glanced over at Percy.

"But for the time being I am rather tied up," she explained. "You know, got a deal with the god of the underworld to keep up."

Sally nodded with a gentle smile but something gave Silena the impression that this was not over yet. She shot Percy, who was visibly uncomfortable, an apologetic look, and promised herself she would somehow have to pick up her game as a servant if their arrangement was supposed to be worth it for Percy now that sexual favors were effectively off the table from Percy's side. It was a somewhat tall order, seeing as her body was her main marketable attribute. She lacked Thalia Grace's spine, Rachel Dare's spunk, and Annabeth Chase's intellect and sheer ferocity. She would barely ever be more than a liability in any fight, and despite Percy's affectionate treatment of her, she knew she could never really be trusted. Truly, all she had to offer were her tits, ass, a pretty face, and willingness to provide casual fellatio, though in fairness she had for the most part enjoyed it. It had been nice to naturally excel at something.

"Hey, you okay," Piper's quietly interrupted her contemplations. Silena looked up. Sally Jackson and Annabeth were gossiping away happily while their respective men were watching with mild apprehension. Piper, however, was glancing over at her with concern written across her face.

"Oh, yeah. Everything is fine."

Despite her mood staying glum throughout the rest of the day she kept up her smile and bubbly attitude. If all Percy was going to get out of their deal was a maid, it should at the very least be a cheerful smiling one. She insisted on cooking dinner while Piper, Percy, and Annabeth put in some sparing. She enjoyed eating with her still quite new small family. When the two love birds and Piper finally headed off to Annabeth's place Silena went one last round of cleaning with Juniper. Then, after Juniper headed into Olympus to enjoy the nightlife she fed Mrs. O'Leary, and used the peace and quiet to put in two hours of working out. For one her ADHD fueled brain required it, and for another, her dump-truck ass didn't come from putting makeup on all day. She liked the way it looked, and while Percy wasn't using it, it seemed prudent to be at least aesthetically pleasing.

Once showered Silena grabbed a tray with snacks, two glasses, and a bottle of wine, and headed down into the jail, and sat down up against the wall next to Khione's cell.

"You seem to have suffered through quite the day?" the goddess asked, her voice as cool and gentle as the falling snow. Circe didn't even bother looking up from where she was lying on the bunk. "Hey, not even going to greet me?" Silena asked Circe for shits and giggles. Circe glanced over at her and gave her a look of utter contempt. "Do not address me, hetaira."

She met Khione's gaze and the ghost of a smile curled the goddess's lips as she rose and strolled over to sit next to Silena on the other side of her bars. The daughter of Aphrodite filled one glass and handed it to the goddess. "You should smile more, Circe," Silena poked at the goddess.

Circe scowled and Silena followed up. "Out of curiosity. How am I the whore here?" she asked after taking a single long sip from her glass. "I must agree with the daughter of Aphrodite," Khione confirmed and they bumped glasses. "If I recall, you were the one who bore the children of the men who bested you. By right of tradition, you should be throwing yourself at our jailor, begging to receive his seed. Or would your generosity be owned to that daughter of Athena? If I shared your modus operandi, fair Circe, I would certainly choose to be on her leash. That warrior maiden's eyes,...you know, it's her eyes... Wouldn't mind letting her cloak me..."

Circe swiftly sat up and Silena bit back a giggle. "The two of you are pathetic," the sorceress hissed. "You Khione, who had the queen of the heavens at your mercy, and you, Beauregard, the agent of the Titans! The woman who almost broke the Olympians without raising a sword once. Women who could have left your mark on this era! And now look at you, two broken slaves, joking around being toyed with by your masters! Unlike you, I shall not just quietly go into the night."

"Did you talk that much when Odysseus visited you as well, or did he manage to otherwise occupy that mouth of yours?" Khione inquired innocently. Silena knew Khione held no affection for Percy. Though him not having his way with her, despite her earlier outbursts, seemed to have gained him some goodwill with her. But as far as Silena could tell, after being stuck down in the dungeon with Circe, the goddess's dislike for the sorceress had by far exceeded the disdain she might harbor for Percy. And this new interest in Annabeth,...perhaps Khione considered anyone who choked the bane of her current existence out as someone worthy of her attention and inclusion in her insults. Or she simply didn't mind playing both sides of the team, though Khione was yet to mention any female lovers.

Circe opened her mouth and closed it again, seemingly deciding that yelling to vent her important rage. "One day,..." Circe warned, her voice quivering with fury.

Enjoy, this is it for now. Do leave a few Reviews... My writing is currently slowed down because I am splitting my time between trying to find a job and the gym. Though my gains are impressive, I am sadly lagging behind on the writing side of things.

Henry Locker over and out.