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Subject: {ASSM} (new) JAMES 48 (mf+ rom)
Date: Mon,  1 Apr 2002 00:10:06 -0500
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James
Part VIII. Lofty Goals

Chapter 48
   I helped Jules tie MiniMax down using small hooks set into the asphalt
and Celeste hurried up to us. I kissed her, then I turned her and hugged her
to me as we looked at the Wheel. "Do you know how much I admire your
wonderful building? And how much I admire you?" I nuzzled her neck.
   "Dammit James, I had all this bitching saved up and now I can't anymore!"
Celeste sighed, "I was gonna yell at you for leaving me with your two
immature girlfriends..." she whispered, "They wore me out by making me come
all night!" Jules giggled and kissed her.
   "C'mon!" Celeste took our hands and went up the stairs and inside. Max
and Marjorie were there showing a small group of their friends around. All
the walls were in place, just waiting for the floors and lights and power to
be installed and a couple of coats of paint. The entire outside wall was
made of transparent Lexan sheeting, providing an unobstructed view of the
lake and the little bay.
   "This is so wonderful, James!" Marjorie took my hand, "I cannot imagine
Bert doing a better job." she placed her arm around Celeste, "And this
darling girl has made it all happen." she turned to Celeste, "You have the
eternal and heartfelt thanks of a very happy old lady!"
   "Which old lady are you referring to?" I smiled, "I see three very lovely
YOUNG ladies here..."
   "Oh go on! You sweet talker!" Marjorie smiled happily and blushed as Max
took her hand. We excused ourselves and they turned back to their group.
   "Max and Marjorie had been inseparable since the first day." Celeste
giggled, "We call them M&M 'cos they're so sweet together!" as she took us
up the metal spiral staircase built around the center pillar which led up to
the offices and patio.
   "That's Brenda's office," Celeste pointed to a large room, then she
showed me two smaller adjoining offices, "This is where her fawning lackeys
sit." she smiled and pinched my ass.
   A large staff room took up half of the structure. Four desks, each with
its own desktop computer lined one side while a kitchenette with a large
L-shaped eating counter occupied the opposite side, along with a large
dining table with a dozen chairs. There were 2 couches along the wall with
the walk out to the deck.
   Celeste took me to the computers, "The DSL guy said it's up and running
but he won't connect the network." she squeezed my hand and giggled, "Unless
I went out with him..." she looked at me, "He was kinda cute too!"
   "And I saved your precious girlfriend's virtue," Jules smirked.
   Celeste laughed, "I got him to hook up one computer and Jules figured out
the router and connected the others."
   "Actually I only did half - they've all got the Internet, but they can't
share files or the printers yet." Jules said apologetically.
   I showed them the simple trick to enable sharing on the computers and
finished installing the laser and Celeste's poster-format color printer by
her drafting table.
   "We'll also need to hook up the offices and the laptops as well." Celeste
added.
   "Hmmm, the router only has 4 ports, so we'll have to add another hub or
two. We'll need to run some lines - a couple down to the test areas in the
main building would be useful..." I mulled, "And ideally we should hook up a
wide-area-network to link to the computers at Nicole's and find a way to
connect the Eyrie as well..."
   We took our drinks out to the patio. It was a 40' wide circular cedar
deck that sat over the Wheel, providing a weather barrier and a temperature
sink to reduce the load on the heat pumps. It was also a huge comfortable
area for sunning and for just admiring the view.
   I hugged the girls, "What an amazing accomplishment! The Mueller
Wheel..." I sighed, "After so many years."
   We talked briefly about our plans for the week and Celeste added, "It's
almost time for you to go pick Nicole up - make sure you get back at six.
M&M are planning a corn roast to welcome you guys back!" We could see the
BBQ drums already set up over by the restaurant.
   We went inside and I said to Jules, "Er, are the cars still working?"
   She laughed, "If anything, it'll run better. Mandie was driving us up the
wall so Max got her doing maintenance on the cars. She's changed the oil and
filters, regapped all the plugs, cleaned the injectors and replaced the
gaskets."
   "Yeah," Celeste giggled, "She gave me shit for taking off without warming
the engine properly and that one of the tires was low on air! Then she made
me learn where the dipstick and all the fluids go!"
   "So we're covering all the bases!" I laughed, "Max Performance, for sea,
air, now land too!"
   I waved Celeste over and pulled her close, "And you had BETTER learn
where the dipstick goes when I get back!" I slipped my hand over her ass and
kissed her softly, "Otherwise we'd have a hell of a time when we try to
christen all the rooms of the Wheel!" I looked at her.
   She started, then sighed and hugged me fiercely, "Yes sir... Master."
   "Honey Pie, can I help?" Jules offered, "He gave me a refresher course on
the way up here..." Softly I locked the door behind me as they made
themselves comfortable on the sofa.

= = = = =

"Hello good looking!" She whispered in my ear. I jumped and then stared. Her
blonde hair was teased up and her full lips were made more luscious by red
lipstick. It took me three tries to say "WOW!" and I stared some more at the
loose white top and skin tight jeans she barely had on.
   "Aren't you gonna greet your woman the way she needs to be...?" Nicole
chuckled throatily and slipped her arms around my neck. Pretty soon I could
only think of how quickly I could get the outfit off her.
   "Er..." I managed in between gasps, "How did you get out here? I never
took my eyes off the exit!"
   "Oh, the crew insisted I come in with them." She glinted, "Something
about preventing a riot..." she smiled, "Do I pass muster?" and did her
fist-on-hip pose. There was a long moment of silence when every pair of eyes
were focused on her. She glinted at me and, to a chorus of sighs, she turned
and took my arm, as I took her small luggage. She leaned on me as we
strolled through the airport, drawing admiring looks and whistles, which she
smilingly acknowledged.
   I had just seated us in the car when she held my face and crushed our
mouths together. Finally she threw herself back on her seat, gasping, "God,
you're such an amazing kisser! I could come just from that!"
   "Why did you stop?" I quivered, not that far from making a mess in my
pants myself.
   "I'm saving myself for when you can properly ravish me!" She sighed,
"Well, what are you waiting for? Get us home now!" she urged.
   We got on the highway and she slipped her heels off. "I wanted to impress
you but even these 2 inch Mary Janes hurt!" She started rubbing her feet and
I gestured to her. She turned and sat with her legs across my lap.
   "Ahhhh!" She sighed as I started rubbing her feet, "Oh what decadence, to
have a foot-rubber!" She started giggling as I pulled one up and began
kissing her toes.
   "Oh wait!" She sat up, undid her jeans and started shimmying out of them,
"Ugh! Took me forever to put them on this morning... This should save a bit
of time..."
   She stretched out again with her long legs on me and sighed happily as I
stroked them. We had just turned off the interstate when she moaned, "Honey,
James, hurry..." She bit her lip, "I'm getting close... Look!" At the lights
she parted a leg and showed me the dark wet patch on her silk panties.
   The traffic took pity on us and allowed me to race to the house in a
minute flat. I slewed the car on the driveway and carried her to the door
and up the stairs two steps at a time. Giggling, Nicole took her top off and
I almost tripped, she had nothing underneath and her nipples were already
hard and puckered.
   I dropped her on the bed and buried my face between them, nibbling and
licking as she tore at my hair and arched her hard nipples into me. Slowly I
let her push my head lower and trailed my tongue down. I kissed past her
fine blond patch, getting a gasp from her as I nibbled the hood over her
clitoris, followed by a happy sigh when my tongue followed and started to
coax it out. Nicole caressed my hair and her legs shivered against my back
as she sighed her soft release.
   "That's good, James..." she whispered, and pulled my head up, "Why are
you still dressed? How do you expect to fuck me fully dressed?" She watched
me scramble out of my clothes, "Hurry dear, or I'm gonna start without you!"
She licked her lips as her hand slipped over herself, "Mmmm, wet... so
wet... for you." she sighed as she watched me gingerly extract my angry
erection.
   Nicole held my face and gently kissed me as I slipped over her, then with
one hand she reached between our bodies and helped me slide into her. She
was soft and so hot as she urged me deeper with her nails on my back. I
started rutting myself in her, her cries urging me on. I slipped my hands
down to her ass and clasped her against my thrusting cock as she wrapped
arms and legs around me, groaning in lusty abandon. I slowed, trying to
prolong the agonizing pleasure. Suddenly Nicole cried loudly, digging her
nails in my shoulders and SQUEEZED her cunt on me.
   "Oh god!" I shuddered and my come poured in her. Our bodies shook and we
moaned our pleasure.

= = = = =

"So, how was the trip?" I asked as we drove to the lake.
   "Busy, 5 companies in a week is tedious. We have lots to talk about, but
later, when everybody's there." she sighed, "Tel me about YOUR trip instead,
how was Sherri?"
   I was still telling her about the amazing Regan shoot and Brenda's 'job'
there when we drove in the marina. Nicole sucked in her breath at the
imposing sight of the Wheel, "Wow, this is better than I've imagined..." she
breathed against my shoulders.
   She had me take her on a walk around the outside before we went inside.
We followed the girls' chatter and laughter to the staff room upstairs.
   "Nicole!" Jules shouted and ran into her arms, to be quickly joined by
Celeste, then Sara and Amanda.
   Nicole kissed them warmly, then she turned to Sherri and gathered her in
an embrace, "Welcome Sherri dear, I'm glad I'm finally going to have the
chance to get to know you." They kissed softly, then Nicole said, stroking
her cheek, "You are such a lovely girl!".
   "Nicole..." Amanda leaned on Nicole, sighing, "You should know that
Sherri was very mean to me..." and licked Nicole's neck.
   Nicole wrapped her arms around the two girls, laughing, "And you allowed
her to live? So honey, how was she mean to you...?"
   "She..." Amanda fidgeted, rubbing her body on Nicole, "She bit me!"
   "Oh...? Where exactly..." Both Amanda and Nicole was now getting quite
flushed.
   "Here..." Amanda guided Nicole's hand inside her bikini top, "Oooh, er, I
mean, ouch!" she squirmed.
   "I'm very sorry, Mandie," Sherri said with downcast eyes, "Can I kiss it
better?" She went over and started kissing and licking a boob.
   "And, Nicole..." Sara slipped behind Amanda, "I think I may have
accidentally bit her too!" she nuzzled Amanda's neck, murmuring, "Can you
forgive me?" Her hand went inside Amanda's briefs. Giggling they waltzed her
over and on to the nearest sofa.
   Nicole sighed and looked at me, "I think I've been jilted."
   "No you haven't!" Celeste gave her a long tender kiss. "How WAS the trip?
Did you miss me?" Without waiting for an answer, she locked their lips
together again. They were both bright eyed when they pulled back.
   "Yes, I missed you, love..." She turned and pulled Jules close, "And
you..."
   I politely waited a few minutes and cleared my throat, "Er, ladies, which
way's the food?"
   "That's all you can think of?" Celeste glared at me, "We're having a
SERIOUS conversation here!" She pulled her hand out of Nicole's blouse to
check her watch, "Oops, we should get over there to set up..."
   They fixed up their clothing and filed out the door, pointing me at the
three bodies squirming over the sofa.
   I went over and pulled Sara and Sherri off a very disheveled and
dazed-looking Amanda. "Ah..." she blinked at me a few times, "Oh, James..."
she wrapped her arms around my neck and tugged me down beside her, then
quickly clambering on my lap, "Where were you while I was being molested?"
   "Was that what they were doing?" I kissed her, "You didn't seem to mind."
   "Hah, little did you know. I struggled and fought!" she sighed, "But they
were too strong... Hey! Wait for me!" She yelled at the girls who had
disappeared behind the closing door.
   "Not until you get some clothes on... There may be people with weak
hearts out there!" I reminded her.
   "Will you help me...?" she murmured against my neck.
   "It will be my pleasure." I smiled into her deep blue eyes.
   I unhooked her bra as she hummed and squirmed on me, trailing her tongue
on my collar. Her top slipped unnoticed to the side as she moaned and tugged
my shirt off, drawing her hard nipples across my chest as our lips met.
   Frantically, without breaking our kiss, Amanda struggled out of her
briefs and then yanked my pants down.
   "Unnmph!" She grunted as my rampant cock found her hot, tight cunt.
Gingerly, with slow short strokes, Amanda slipped down until I was
completely surrounded my her tender heat.
   "God! I missed you!" She moaned as she started stroking herself on me,
"Ahhh!" She dropped herself on me and hugged me as she shook weakly on me.
After a while she resumed fucking on me.
   "So good! Ssssso good!" She moaned as I grabbed her ass and drove our
bodies together. She bit my lip and grunted her release, just as I pumped my
come into her. She collapsed on me, sighing and kissing my neck.
   "Where're your clothes?" I whispered when our shivering stopped.
Reluctantly Amanda climbed off me and padded over to the kitchen counter,
her saucy little ass twitching. She turned at my heartfelt cry of
appreciation and smiled broadly. Then she turned and spread her legs as she
ran her hands over her boobs and down to her glistening crotch. She licked
her finger slowly and blew me a kiss.
   She slid into her jeans and a thin top. I stared, if anything it was even
more provocative than her bikini. "Sweetheart, if YOU don't get dressed you
won't get any food!" She pulled me up and helped me with my clothes.
   Arm in arm we walked over to the restaurant and the big oil-drum BBQs.
Max stopped us and waved us over to a cylinder made of 3 stacked oil-drums.
It had a short smokestack and an inverted "U" scoop at the base which sat
over a slow wood fire.
   "This is a cold smoker." he told us as he opened the door on the smoker's
side, showing us 3 fish hanging inside. One of them was a huge 6-foot
jackfish. The girls had caught quite a few fish earlier and the larger ones
were being smoked, using Max's 'Secret Recipe'.
   We followed him to where people were gathering for the corn roast and
started working on the fires. Sherri grabbed our arms and took us into the
restaurant, where Sara and Marjorie were washing up after filleting the
fish.
   "James, help us bring the fish out!" Sara said, then looked at Amanda,
"Did you tell him...?"
   "Er... No." Amanda blushed, "I forgot - I got too carried away."
   "Tell me what?" I asked.
   "Well, Sara and Sherri and I got to talking and we thought it might be a
good idea to invite our parents up here this Sunday, then they can see the
marina and what we do here..."
   "Hey, that's a great idea. They'll be so proud of you!"
   "Yeah, and then we can stay up here tomorrow. Gyro 2 needs a bit of work
still." Amanda sighed, "But James, it sorta means you can't hang around..."
she fidgeted, "Is that OK?"
   "I suppose," I sighed, "I'll just have to drown my sorrows somewhere..."
   She gave me a kiss, "Thank you, love!"
   "Don't worry James," Marjorie added, with a twinkle, "We'll look after
your girls. And we'll make sure their folks get a great reception."
   The girls ran off to make their arrangements and I wandered out with the
30lbs of battered fillets they had prepared. The corn were being roasted at
one end of the grill and Max had dressed the flame with mesquite chips and
were doing burgers and steak at the other. Sitting in the middle was a
skillet of oil which I used to cook the fillets. Marjorie started serving
the food to the thirty or so townspeople who had collected.
   "We started doing this when the restaurant ran out of seating earlier
this week. Everybody leaves five or ten bucks which goes back to the
restaurant." Marjorie stopped me when I reached for my wallet, "You, and all
the girls, are our guests." She looked at me earnestly, "For what you've
done for the whole town, and what you've done for us..." she smiled, "For
the first time in a long time I feel happy, and alive." She gripped my hand.
   We ended up with over fifty 'guests', most of whom had dropped by before
to watch the Wheel being built but came back for the food and the company.
Some also brought cooked food, garden vegetables or fresh caught fish and
game. More than a few brought home-brewed beverages.
   Everybody seemed to know Celeste and Jules and Amanda had quite a
following themselves, especially after Harry brought his student-pilots in.
   It was not until past eight before we finished cleaning up and made our
way back to the Eyrie.
   We stood out on the patio and looked out at the lovely warm welcome the
sunset was providing, Nicole put her arm around me and leaned her head on
me, "I miss this - much more than I could ever have imagined." She sighed,
"I just hope I never get used to the mosquitoes and flies!" She shuddered.
   Celeste and Sherri had disappeared inside but soon Sherri came out. "We
have a special presentation... Follow me." She took us up and out to the
clearing behind the house. Sherri sat at the Yamaha that was set up there
   Celeste spoke, "This piece we want to play you is called Intermezzo. It
was written in the 1890's by an Italian composer named Pietro Mascagni -
this is the song that most symbolized the Wheel to me." She took my hand and
kissed me, "After James made me see, really see, the genius of Bertram
Mueller's work." She looked at us, eyes glowing. "It is a song of
beginnings, of growth, and a search for new horizons. I promised myself I
would play it for them - the two most important men in my life."
   She opened the case and tenderly took her violin out, a vibrantly
striated rich wine color with a satiny ebony fingerboard. Celeste caressed
it delicately as a mother her newborn.
   She looked at it, and said quietly, almost whispering, "This was the
creation of the great 18th Century master, Vincenzo Panormo," she looked up
at us, "And there are two very unique things about this particular
instrument." Celeste paused, then dreamily, "She is one of the sweetest and
most powerful sounding violins, and it's only 7/8 size..." She softly
stroked the strings and they whispered back. "Panormo named her 'Sweet
Girl'...
   "Secondly, and this is both her greatest weakness and her greatest
worth." She looked at us, "Most great instruments like this, if cared for
properly, can last for centuries. However, 'Sweet Girl' was born with a
defect." She turned it over, "There is a hairline crack here in the wood.
It's just less than an inch long, and some say that's why she sounds as
amazing as she does." She looked up, sadly, "But, although it had been
meticulously repaired, one cannot tell when it will split further and
destroy the instrument... It could be years, or it could be tomorrow..." She
sighed. "And knowing that, there is a driving force, a need to let her sing
her sweet song, because - when it happens, she'll lose her voice, and her
life..." She held it in her hand and gazed lovingly at it before nestling
the instrument under her chin. She raised her bow.
   And Sweet Girl sang.

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