“The Catalyst” Series
Chapter 08: A Pregnant Pause to Consider
Lekesia found everything about Alex to be fascinating, and
he certainly didn’t disappoint. She’d told her mother before she’d gone to the
club that she was looking forward to spending time with him. Her mother, Noel
Shapiro, was jealous, and told her she hoped to be in her shoes in a few more
days. It was strange to think their luck boiled down to the day of their cycle,
and whether it was regular this month or not.
Everyone in the new community that Lekesia and her mother
now found themselves in practically worshiped the ground that Alex walked on.
That much was abundantly clear during the concert. People were hardly willing
to breathe unless they thought he might want them to. Lekesia had felt it
herself while she was led in to see him. She’d had to fight to keep from
ripping that silly blindfold off her head and rushing out into the hall, but
she’d known the results would have been disastrous. For as nice as Ms. Patty
was, Lekesia recognized she was also a no-nonsense business woman who knew how
to get what she wanted. She may not be ostracized from the community over it,
but she had no doubt she’d feel the effects. Knowing she’d let her other new
sisters down was a strong enough penalty to have prevented her from doing it.
While Lekesia and the other two girls were standing there
waiting for their blindfolds to drop, she could literally feel Alex
there in front of her. She didn’t need to see to know just where he was, she
could have marched right up to him and sat down in his lap. What’s more, she
could feel not only his immense power, but also his love, his honesty and his
humility. It was then she knew all those things that Darice and the others kept
telling her were true.
She’d long been a good judge of people, and Darice had told
her that was a sign of a potential Seer, as they’d described what she was.
However it also meant she hadn’t been willing to date anyone throughout high
school. Every time some boy would ask her out or try to flirt with her, she
could feel how cheap they thought she was, what they intended to do to her, or
how quickly they planned to disappear once they were finished with her. As a
result she had no desire to bother with any of them.
However it also put her into a difficult position. She was
the only one at her school she knew of who wasn’t busy doing something.
Most of her friends were either already pregnant, many already a couple of
times over, or else they were busy sleeping around. As the only holdout,
everyone considered Lekesia an odd duck. And Lekesia was well aware what
happened to people that didn’t fit in at her neighborhood. Usually quite bad
things happened.
Most people usually joined a gang for protection, but
joining a gang meant doing what you were told, and it definitely meant she’d
have to sleep around in order to do that. Girls in the gang were expected to service
the members of the associated gang. She’d known several so called ‘honor
students’ who’d stuck out from the rest. Only two were still alive, and one
wouldn’t be walking to graduation. She couldn’t even use a claim of lesbianism
to avoid the guys’ come-ons, because the lesbians at school and in the gangs
were worse than the guys were. For all their talk of being better than the
guys, they sure seemed to emulate their behavior.
Thus she was thankful that she and her mother had stumbled
into this odd community. Rather, her niece Kendasha had found them. She’d
traveled to New Orleans to meet a boy she’d met, though Lekesia thought she’d
actually gone to buy some drugs from a better source than those near her home,
when she said she’d felt this ‘amazing spirit walking in front of her’. Some
‘lily white boy who looked like a tourist, but everyone treated like royalty’,
she’d described him. She stayed in the French Quarter the next four days,
trailing the boy around. When she finally returned, she went back again and
again. When she finally mentioned it to Lekesia and her mother, she’d said
she’d been told that they each possessed some freaky genetics that made them
different, but it also allowed them to join this new community that was forming
in the city. Kendasha practically dragged them both with her to the Quarter.
There, both Lekesia and her mother discovered what she
described was true. The other half really did live better, but what’s more,
everyone accepted her as an equal. Because they valued this one particular
oddity, they accepted her other oddities as well. When she’d finally confessed
why she was such an odd duckling, they’d hugged her and told her that just proved
how special she was. White folks are weird sometimes, but she was glad they
were, now that she had found a place amongst them.
What Lekesia had observed since leaving the club was beyond
fascinating, though. He had barely walked a couple of blocks from the club when
this blind lady leaves her dog behind and comes running full speed at him,
dodging the people around her like it was something she did every day. Alex had
literally healed her damaged eyes. He restored her vision. At first Lekesia had
believed maybe she was one of those women who trained the guide dogs, Lekesia
had known enough women in the neighborhood who had lost some or all of their
vision from a variety of reasons to know about that. But the woman’s sister
confirmed that she’d been completely blind before.
Then, instead of reveling in the miraculous moment, that
reporter guy had shown up. Right off the bat Alex started talking, telling him
all about this other Angel he talks to, and how there was really a whole
community of Angels all over the world. When the reporter didn’t believe him,
he had them all call him, completely unbidden. She’d heard them each speaking
to him in a different language, most of which she’d never heard before. The
reporter had left confused, and Alex had left with a note of finality, and
Lekesia was sure the reporter would never bother Alex or any of them again. She
felt protected by him. He’d take care of them, and if not, he’d go down
fighting to the end.
Now they were all heading somewhere in a cab. Alex had told the
blind woman, Mattie Adams, to head home to get used to her new vision, that it
wasn’t quite as miraculous as she thought, and that they’d meet in the morning.
When she offered him her number he’d merely laughed, telling her it wasn’t
necessary. The other girls, the five pretty white girls, had headed off to
their hotel. That left her and the two other intended mothers alone with Alex,
his female bodyguard, his sister and that Middle Eastern woman.
“Whew, that was close,” Alex’s sister, Cate, told him.
“I know. I don’t know how I thought all of that up. It just
came to me. I just hope it works.”
“Well it should. It takes the pressure off of you. If they
think your movement is being led by a fictional woman no one has ever heard of,
then they’re likely to not take everything out on you,” Cate said.
“Yeah, now we just have to see if anyone believes it,” Alex
replied.
“We believe it,” Lekesia replied, after having glanced at
both the other girls in the back of the cab. She wanted to win a few points
with Alex if she could, and if reassuring him could do that, she’d gladly do
so. “I heard those phone calls, and how the phone would ring whenever you told
him it would. If he doesn’t believe it then he’s a fool,” she insisted.
"Well, hopefully he takes it to heart," Alex replied with a smile. Alex was always smiling, Lekesia observed. Though it was difficult to make out, she could see enough of his face to figure out when he was smiling, but strangely, his smile never quite agreed with the mood she could see in his aura. She hadn't worked out the specifics of this reading people's aura stuff, but he seemed to be pensive. But then he was always protective, concerned and interested in everyone else. He was far and away better than any of the guys in her neighborhood she might have ended up with if she hadn't found this escape. Man was she glad she had.
Man, that is so fuckin’ cool, Carolyn thought about what
they’d just seen. What they’d just been a part of. It was one thing to hear
about someone from afar, to hear about what they could do, and about what
they’d done in some far off place. She and the other girls had spent many hours
talking about what Alex might be able to do once he set his mind to it, but
seeing it happen was something else again.
He was performing miracles just like Jesus had done in the
bible. He’d raised someone from the dead, he’d forgiven and accepted a ‘fallen
women’ into his fold, and now he’d cured a blind woman right in front of their
eyes. Man was that ever cool. She could hardly wait to tell all of her new
friends.
She’d been something of a party girl in college, jumping
from boy to boy, from party to party, always keeping a small step ahead of
trouble. But once they’d graduated, Jack had told her he was ready to get
serious. She thought she was ready for it too, so they’d married soon after
he’d joined the Army. She’d known he’d been planning to join for some time, and
she knew how difficult it was supposed to be, but she was shocked at just how
hard it was.
She was on her own, far from home at a strange base, talking
to other worried wives about their problems and their frustrations with having
no husband around. At least she got his checks on time each month, as that was
about the only thing that had allowed her to manage, but the pay was so small
compared to what she’d expected he’d have made. But he’d told her it would only
be temporary. That once he got out he’d get himself a ‘real’ job, and they
could have a baby and buy themselves a nice house. Unfortunately that day never
came. Instead, one day she saw a service vehicle pull up and an officer and the
chaplain get out. Everyone in the military community knew what it meant when
two officers get out of a service vehicle in front of an Army wife’s house, and
she’d dreaded what they were going to tell her.
It had been rough. It had been rough listening to them tell
her that Jack was dead. It was tough trying to manage everything during her
grief, continuing to pay the bills, contacting Jack’s family and friends,
consoling his sister. The other Army wives had been very supportive, but at the
end of the day Carolyn had simply reminded them of what they faced, so they
gradually faded away. So Carolyn had come home. She came home to New Orleans
where she could at least be near family.
And it was family that had led her to this solution.
She had felt lost and alone. Even the consolations of her
parents and siblings seemed hollow. She had no Jack, no future, no baby, no job
and she had no desire to start over. To pretend that all she’d gone through was
an illusion, that she wasn’t hurting and aching from a broken heart, was too
much to consider. She couldn’t just pretend she was a college girl again. She
couldn’t date some smiling stranger, or work at some nothing job that only held
the potential of meeting a lesser boyfriend.
But her cousin Sandy had excitedly called her one evening,
telling her this unbelievable story about an Angel that had arrived in New
Orleans, of all places. Sure, it was a largely Catholic city, so she had heard
stories around there before about the newest miracle du jour. Like toast in the
shape of Jesus or a crying statue, but this was much more than that. This was
an actual Angel visiting actual people.
She’d insisted that he wanted to meet Carolyn. That Carolyn
had something that he needed and that he’d change her life. She hadn’t believed
it, and had thought that Sandy had been drinking a few too many margaritas down
in the French Quarter.
But Sandy had been correct. As soon as she met the other
women here she had felt she was amongst kindred spirits. The same thing that
had first drawn her to Jack, that sense that he was real and that he could cut
through all the falsities of her previous life, had told her she was among
friends that truly cared for her. Who wouldn’t avoid you in your darkest hour
just because it was uncomfortable. In fact, when she first met Peter and David
she’d thought they might be a suitable replacement for Jack. Despite their low
paying jobs they did well, had plenty of friends, were educated and could make
intelligent conversation. What’s more, they really believed in what they were
doing. That much was abundantly clear when she’d first met them. They were
doing the Lord’s work. It was just that they weren’t sure which Lord they were
doing it for.
When she heard about the lottery, that they were going to
pick random women to get pregnant based on who was the most fertile on any
given day, she was skeptical, but it seemed like a good option. The women of
this community assured her that her baby would be loved and cherished by
everyone, and that it would be raised to understand its role in life, and what
it needed to succeed. What’s more, she could have the child she and Jack had
wanted without having to compromise herself and get involved with someone who
didn’t measure up to her deceased husband.
But as nice as that solution was, she wasn’t prepared when
she felt Alex’s presence while she was backstage. She could literally feel him
walking in the door, she could feel each step he took, each step bringing him
closer and closer to her. She could also feel just what a wonderful person he
was, and she dared hope he may be just as wonderful as Jack had been.
When they’d finally revealed him to her, she couldn’t
believe her eyes. It was like getting zapped in the face with a bolt of
electricity. Every nerve in her body felt alive, her brain was whirling, but
her vision faded and she felt like nothing was making sense. Then the visions
started. The visions: they came at her in a wide variety of unbelievable
colors. Colors no one had ever envisioned before. Colors she could never hope
to describe to anyone. And the colors seemed to be everywhere. What’s more,
where she’d previously felt Alex, suddenly there stood a glowing Angel
radiating power, honesty and truthfulness like she’d never imagined possible.
She knew at that moment she’d never doubt her decision to take part in this
whole scheme.
When he’d come up and taken her hands she’d felt blessed.
When he started talking to them she felt like telling him everything she could
think of about her life. She just knew he’d understand and he’d make everything
better, even if what she was going through was necessary and was something he
wanted her to undergo.
But what happened later was even more unbelievable. She’d
felt his power personally, but she watched as each and every women in that hall
stood and watched his every movement, and she just knew that each of them would
do anything for him. That was a power even he didn’t posses. Well, he did, in
that he inspired it in others, she guessed.
Afterwards they left the building and the women had followed
them, like hundreds of lost puppy dogs, hoping for just another pet, another
stroke, yet another glance. And then they’d encountered that blind woman. She’d
listened to all the bible stories as a child, but she never imagined she’d be
involved in one personally. What she’d encountered with Alex had certainly felt
miraculous, but she’d been warned that he didn’t see himself in that role, and
that he used purely secular arguments to explain what he did, so she wasn’t
quite prepared for what had occurred with Mattie.
He hadn’t even laid hands on her or anything. She just
looked at him from across the street and suddenly she could see. Not only that,
but her dog could tell what Alex had done for her as well.
Then when that dreadful Albert Rodriguez had accosted Alex,
trying to insinuate there was something sinister about him, Alex had quickly
put him in his place. Carolyn hadn’t been aware of what was going on at first,
but she saw he was purposely drawing him in, playing with him, bringing him to
where he needed to be to see the bigger picture.
Carolyn was still unsure about which was real and which
wasn’t. Was Alex the actual Angel of New Orleans? Well, duh? Of course he was.
She’d seen his eminence herself. But she was still confused when he started
talking about Alexandra. Was she a real person, a real Angel even mightier than
Alex, or was she merely a clever story he’d told the reporter about to keep him
off balance? She couldn’t be sure, but what she was sure of was the
series of minor miracles he’d called up in just a few moments. He’d caused the
reporter’s field agent to have some kind of accident. He’d had people from all
over the world call the reporter up and speak to him in a variety of tongues,
and Alex had understood and conversed in each and every one.
It was an amazing sight to see, and she couldn’t believe
that she’d been there to observe it. It was a story she’d tell her child and
all his or her half brothers and sisters over and over in the years to come.
And what’s more, speaking of that, they were even now headed to where Alex was
staying so he could conceive a child in her and the other women with her. The
idea seemed unbelievable, but she knew it was about to come true. She just
hoped her child would be the one, the one that continued on where Alex led. But
that was more than she could possibly hope for.
When they reached Allison’s apartment everyone followed Alex
into the room. He once again felt it helpful to counter his own feelings and
entered first, simply as a show of confidence and authority to the women,
though Cate knew he’d have held the door for each of them in any other
circumstances.
The new girls gawked at the luxurious apartment, especially
Lekesia, who was sure she was going to find living in this new community better
than ever. She recognized she was unlikely to appreciate such opportunities for
long, but she planned to enjoy them while she could.
“Can I take a picture to send my Mom?” she asked.
“Since she may end up here herself, maybe it would be better
if you let her experience it for herself,” Alex told her. “But feel free to
take any you want for your own use.”
“Man, I can’t believe you’ve got a marble bathtub big enough
for all of us,” Kristi said, having just popped in from checking out the
bathroom.
“Oh, let me look,” Lekesia replied, running off.
Alex let them get it out of their system, knowing their
minds wouldn’t be on sex for a little bit. Cate headed into the kitchen to grab
some food to keep him going for what was looking like an extended session. He
thanked her when she handed him an apple and a cookie while she started working
on a sandwich. Gail was making herself comfortable in a wooden chair by the
door. When Alex looked questioningly at her she responded, “Just preparing
myself for any unhappy boyfriends/husbands.” She said it with a laugh, but she
was serious as well.
“All right, there’s still a lot to go over, since we didn’t
have a chance to go over everything at the club,” Alex told the three girls
when they returned giggling from their exploration of the apartment. “But most
importantly is tonight. As you may have guessed, Patricia was being very
optimistic selecting three of you tonight, although I guess we can make it work
if I make love with two of you tonight and leave the other for the morning.
That should give me enough time to recover and generate some fresh swimmers.”
“I’ll settle that,” Kristi suggested. “Lekesia should be
first, since it looks like she’s about to pee herself in her enthusiasm.
Carolyn isn’t much better. I can wait for the morning, especially since that
means I can get you to myself if I can work things out right.”
“That sounds like a plan,” Alex replied. ‘Thanks for not
making me pick one of you over the others,’ Alex told Kristi
telepathically. Just this simple acknowledgment made her beam in pride.
“Now, I’m not exactly the type to just bed a bunch of women
just because I can,” Alex told them, trying not to make himself too conspicuous
by eating while they were listening to him. “I’m pretty much being forced into
this, but I plan on doing it according to my own standards. I’d really like to
get to know each of you a little more before we do anything. To make it easier,
Cate and Shanna can discuss any details we’ve overlooked with one of you while
I entertain the others.
“Sorry for being rude, but if I don’t eat now I’m just going
to get myself into trouble. You’ll also find that Cate is quite insistent that
I take care of myself immediately after we finish, so don’t take her presence
too seriously. She’ll probably also appear in our bed tonight, so don’t be too
shocked. I’m sure she can explain it when you each sit with her.
“Now, Lekesia, why don’t you tell us a little more about
yourself? What is it you plan on doing with your life? You said you hope to
attend college, do you have any plans after that?”
“Well, I don’t have too many yet,” she replied, leaning over
to take a bite of Alex’s cookie. “My main goal is to simply get out of my
neighborhood before I get raped, shot or addicted to something. If I can manage
some college I figure I’ll learn more about my options there. However I’m
pretty good with numbers, so I’m thinking about becoming a lab technician.
Possibly in a crime lab if I can. But if I can’t, I figure I can get close to
that by starting a crime scene cleaning service. Either way will keep me near
the police community, which I think is a good thing at this point in my life.”
“Is life really that hard for you?” Alex asked her. “Pardon
me for being rude, but you appear well dressed and you speak quite well. You
don’t appear to have been held back much.”
“That’s mostly due to perseverance on both me and my mom’s
part,” Lekesia told him. “She always said not to let anyone hold me back, and
to do whatever I needed to in order to get ahead. She suggested learning how to
speak two separate dialects. One for my neighborhood and my black friends, and
another for dealing with whites. I knew speaking like I was from the ‘hood is
the surest way of staying there forever. She also tries to reward me for my
little successes by springing for the hairdresser or a new dress whenever I do
well. But again, I keep a separate wardrobe for my neighborhood and for when I
come to the city. Neither is very large, but at least I can make a decent
appearance.”
“Wow, that’s impressive. I’ve got a Jamaican friend who’s
similar. She grew up in the Jamaican community, but she speaks without any
trace of an accent.”
“You really need to if you have any hopes of succeeding.
It’s like tattoos. Getting one would raise me in the esteem of my friends and
those in my community. Yet getting the same ones would hurt me in getting into
college or landing a job. If you want to be a successful black woman, you
really need to live two separate lives. It sometimes gets to be a trip trying
to keep them separate. The hope is you can eventually find friends that can
accept you for you, otherwise you’ve got to hide half your life from each of
them.”
“So is it really that bad?” Alex asked. “Don’t you have any
friends there?”
“Oh, yeah, I’m not saying that I don’t get along with
anyone. But it’s a fairly dangerous neighborhood, and everyone sees me as a
clean cut do-gooder who doesn’t fit in, so I attract negative attention from
all the wrong types of people. There are a lot of decent people there,
people who are just trying to get by. But I really can’t rely on them, and they
can’t protect me. What’s more, if I reveal myself to them, it’s likely to get
out to those who bear me ill will. So, as strange as it is to say, I’ve found
wider acceptance amongst your community here than I have anywhere else. And my
mother thinks so too.”
“I guess we’ve got it easier, although there are a lot of
parallels,” Kristi said. “For me, I just picked up the American accent from school.
My parents and their friends criticize me for it, and for not being ‘true to my
roots’, but they want me to get ahead so they don’t complain about it too
much.”
“So what about you, Kristi? You said you were planning on
waitressing, do you have any further plans if you can manage some college?”
“Well, I would like to attend some business school. I figure
I could land a number of jobs as a secretary or in an office. After all, I’m
Hispanic and I can speak a decent amount of Spanish, which helps. I’m personable
and pretty so I’d do well as a public face for a company, and hopefully I’d be
able to work my way up in the company. Like my parents, I’m willing to work
hard to get ahead, and I’m willing to start near the bottom to get a decent
start, if I can.”
“I’ll tell you what, I’ve got the name of a certain
foundation. I can’t promise whether they have any openings, but they may
be willing to help you with business school, as they’re busy staffing up their
operations and could use a decent public face.”
“Wow, that sounds great. I’d love the chance,” she
responded.
‘I thought you were going to leave the running of the
foundation to your employees?’ Gail asked him.
‘I am. But that’s not to say she couldn’t apply. I’m not
guaranteeing her a spot, but there’s no harm in suggesting a possibility,’
he responded.
“So what does your family think of your plans to get
pregnant?” Alex asked her. “Do they even know yet?”
“Yeah, they know. I’m not sure they understand why I’m
willing to have a baby with someone I’ve never met, but they’re very
supportive. I assured them I’d keep working, and that I’d keep up my education
as best I can. But honestly, they both want grandkids, so they were fairly easy
to convince.”
“Are you planning on having several?” Alex asked.
“Why, are you offering?” she giggled. Alex blushed,
realizing he’d walked right into that one.
“You realize one night with me isn’t likely to guarantee
anything?” he asked, changing the subject slightly.
“You’d be surprised what Patty put us through,” Carolyn said,
walking up and rejoining the group, motioning for Lekesia to take her turn with
Cate. “She took our temperature, measured us, and told us what to eat in
preparation. We’re all pretty fertile and ready to go. But it’s basically all a
roll of the dice. We decided to go for it, even though we knew the odds.”
Alex thought about suggesting the sperm deposits he was
going to be leaving at the local clinic, but thought better of it. He had no
idea how much demand there was, nor what limitations Patty had put on them. He
had to trust his own people, but he reminded himself to ask her about it.
“So, I know that Carolyn and Lekesia don’t have any
boyfriends, but what about you Kristi?”
She just looked at him with a dumbfounded expression on her
face.
“I think it’s safe to say that if they’re here for you to
make love with them, that they aren’t involved with anyone,” Cate
explained to her frequently clueless brother.
“Duh! Yeah, I guess that makes sense. But I’m just worried
about the future,” Alex said, explaining his concerns. “I mean, generally it’s
better for a child if it has two parents who share responsibilities, but
there’s also the matter of the three of you as well. Aren’t you going to need
someone to cuddle at night, to help relieve the stresses of raising a kid,
someone who can provide support and encouragement?”
“Ha, you think I can find that in my neighborhood?”
Lekesia asked. “The men I’ve run across so far are like the neighborhood rats,
they run as soon as you first click on the responsibility light.”
“Now that can’t be true. There have to be some good
guys willing to stand up for themselves where you live,” Alex protested.
“Yeah, I’ll admit there are. However, they each have their
own dreams. They mostly want to get away from there as well, and the last thing
they want is to get involved with someone who reminds them of what they’re
trying to escape. Besides, many of them are into white women. So I guess I’m
following their lead, I’m now leaving the neighborhood, taking up with a white
man, and making new friends in the white community in the city.”
“OK, that makes sense, but how about the rest of you? Surely
there’s something to be said about companionship? I mean, I’m going to be
leaving in a few days, and there’s no telling when I’ll be getting back. Plus,
due to health issues, there’s a question about whether I’ll ever get a chance
to watch your children grow up. Certainly it would make sense for you to
find...”
Cate cut her brother off at this point. “You really don’t
get it, do you?” she asked. “You just don’t realize how much of an impact you
have in these women’s lives. You represent a life changing event. After meeting
you and feeling the energy and vitality coursing through you, as well as not
only recognizing what a good guy you are, but feeling and seeing it as well.
It’s hard to go back to mortal men after you’ve been with an angel.”
“Amen, sister,” Lekesia answered her, giving her a
high-five.
“But still...” Alex tried to argue.
“No, you still aren’t getting it,” Cate continued. “I’ve seen
what you do to these women in bed. You rearrange their brains, both literally
and figuratively. But even before that, you completely redefine their lives. Do
you think I’ll ever be able to find another guy after being exposed to you for
so long? Do you think any average Joe would hold a candle to what you
represent? Besides, even if they found someone they liked, they’d never
be able to relate to what they’ve gone through. What guy is going to want to
listen to how their previous boyfriend was an angelic figure who could do no
wrong?”
“Actually, you’re right up to a point,” Gail said, getting
into the discussion for the first time. “I was thinking I was going to end up
on my own once Alex came into my life. I was willing to give up on my friends
because I didn’t think any of them could relate to what I’d gone through, and I
didn’t think I’d ever find another lesbian lover who would ever accept what I
had with Alex. But Alex tossed that idea on its head. He not only got my
friends to understand what I’ve gone through, to the point that now we can talk
about what I’m doing and what it means to me, but he also introduced me to a
new girlfriend.
“While it’s true that Melissa and I never quite connected
before, now that we can both commiserate about Alex it’s allowed us to
communicate on a whole new level. I don’t think Alex destroys romance forever,
but it does take a special case.”
“That’s easy for you to say, Gail,” Cate responded. “After
all, Alex only affects women so you’ve got a lot of potential girlfriends out
there, so it was only a matter of time until he hit a lesbian for you. But what
about the others who aren’t so inclined?”
“Actually I think she’s got a good point,” Alex said. “I
don’t know how much of my recent history gets repeated down here, but while I
never actually focused on it, I’ve managed to find a lot of people, normal type
3s without any of our abilities, who appreciate me and who want to become a
part of our mission. They’re joining the sorority, they’re helping at the
foundation, and they’ve defended me to others.
“I think we need to start recruiting more like them.
Especially other guys. If Gail can relate to someone she didn’t before, simply
based on a shared fascination with me, then the same would apply to other guys.
I’ll tell you what. I’ve got a specific mission for the three of you. Each of
you has always had an ability to evaluate people’s hidden emotions, and that
ability has just been heightened. I want each of you to start talking to a
variety of men about both me and our mission. Now, I don’t want you to reveal
too much too soon, but just broach the subject and watch their reactions. In
fact, you can start with the relatives of the other girls down here. They’ve
managed to find the three of you, they certainly could find some interested
males.
“Once you’ve found a few, casually broach the subject that
we’ve got hundreds of women without men, who are simply anxious to find someone
who can relate to what they’re going through. I think we can assume they’ll
make the connection themselves. And it won’t be hard for them to ingratiate
themselves. All they’d need is to offer to help. Run some errands, attend a few
meetings, lend a helpful hand and a willing ear. Pretty soon they’ll be in like
Flynn. They may not ring any of your bells, but they might someone else’s.”
“You know, you’ve got a good point,” Cate said, a look of
recognition igniting behind her eyes. “Although you’ve had a spotty record with
guys in the past, there’s no reason someone else who won’t represent such a
challenge to them couldn’t be more successful. And each of the people who’ve
joined in our group has been willing to go well beyond the extra mile.”
“The idea of bringing in male relatives makes a lot of
sense,” Shanna observed, walking into the middle of the room to join the
discussion more fully. “Chances are, being related to other Watchers and Seers,
they may have the necessary traits on their X chromosomes. Thus they’d make
great breeding potentials. They should be included just for that trait alone.
Plus the guys might not take such exception to Alex if they could see him
relating to other men. As long as this is a woman’s movement led by a single
man there’s going to be immediate opposition from half the population. If it’s
a combined movement made up of people of all stripes, but who share a common genetic
trait, then it becomes just another group no more sinister than any other.”
“You know, I haven’t really spoken to my brother since I
lost Jake,” Carolyn added, “simply because I never knew what to say to him, but
this could be the key I’d need. Plus I’ve got several cousins and nephews I
could try.”
“Hey, don’t be afraid to include brothers. Some of them have
a lot of potential,” Cate offered with a little smirk. Gail couldn’t resist a
snort at that, though the rest didn’t really get the point of her mirth, they
nevertheless understood Cate’s point.
“That makes a lot of sense,” Lekesia replied. “While I don’t
have any brothers, I could talk to the other girls’ relatives. I could talk to
any black relatives, and I’m sure they’d jump at a chance to join a movement of
receptive white women,” she laughed, getting a little dig in at her experience
with many black men’s preoccupation with those women. Like many modern black
women, she was frustrated that the only black men she encountered were the ones
getting into trouble, since the more upwardly mobile ones were just as busy
getting out of the neighborhood as she was. “Besides, it’ll give me something
to talk to the other women about. I like the idea of being able to help you by
doing something specific.”
The idea generated a lot of interest amongst the girls,
which both pleased and bothered Alex. He’d intended to give the girls their own
personal duties for precisely that reason; to get them involved and focused,
just like he tried to do with the rest of his followers, but he also needed to
get everyone to focus on certain other issues at the moment. If he was
supposed to make love with three separate women it would take a fair amount of
time, and they all needed their rest if tomorrow was going to be anything like
he expected it to be.
While the other girls sat talking, Alex leaned over and
started kissing Lekesia on her neck. She was in the middle of a point, so she
finished, giggling at Alex’s antics. She turned to kiss him when Carolyn
responded. Lekesia turned to reply and Alex growled at her.
“Ha, here’s the guy that, before he tries to get each of
three women pregnant, tells them to go out and find a string of eligible
bachelors for us to date, and he’s trying to get fresh with me?”
“So is that a yes or a no?” Alex asked, leering at her
playfully.
“Hmm,” she replied, putting her thumb and index finger to
her chin in apparent thought, “do I want to make love to a living angel who
performs miracles, gives his women magical vision, and offers additional
amazing abilities in exchange. Let me think...” She laughed and enfolded Alex
in her arms. “Yeah, I guess you can do me anyway. Let’s just chalk it up to a
learning experience.”
The others laughed, which effectively ended the discussion.
Carolyn sat down on the other side of him and started doing to him what he’d
just been doing to Lekesia. Cate just shook her head and asked Shanna to help
her prepare Alex’s after sex snack for him. Alex tried to ignore them, but he
noticed Gail standing by the door watching him. When he looked up and arched
his eyebrow at her, she responded.
“Hey, I’m just standing here guarding the door. If you don’t
want to be watched find somewhere else to fool around. Personally, I’m enjoying
the view. These new girls are pretty cute.”
‘Down girl, let’s not freak them out just yet,’ Alex
cautioned her. She simply nodded, still watching them.
Whatever else anyone might say about Alex, he isn’t too
bothered by being watched. Kristi wasn’t bothered by the view either, though
she was trying to keep from getting too worked up. She knew she had to wait for
the next morning, at best, since she was sure Alex, as amazing as he was,
wouldn’t be able to manage three in a row. Especially if he was as weak as his
sister seemed to imply.
While Alex began kissing Carolyn, Lekesia knelt down in
front of him and unzipped him, pulling his cock out of his pants. She started
to lick it but he reached down and held her cheek.
“Lekesia, as much as I love that, I’m still a young kid, and
if you keep doing that I’m liable to waste one of my limited number of cums,
and with three of you I don’t think that’s going to be a good idea.”
She pulled back and looked at him a little confused, so he
took pity on her and took both of their hands and led them toward the bedroom.
Before he reached the door he turned back and looked at Kristi. “Are you
coming? You don’t have to if you don’t want to.”
“Oh, no, I’m coming. I can’t think of any place I’d rather
be,” she replied as she hurried along behind them.
Although Alex appeared to be behaving cavalierly, he was
anything but. He wasn’t happy to be in this position, but he knew it was
necessary. What’s more, now that he’d gotten to know the three women and had
gotten to know what drove them to get pregnant by a strange man they’d never
met, he really wanted to make love with them, and to show them how much he
appreciated and cared for them. But he had doubts of another sort clouding his
mind.
Despite the perception that all men secretly want to get
women pregnant as a way of proving their virility, Alex really had no desire
to. He didn’t like the idea of getting someone he didn’t really know pregnant.
He didn’t like doing that to someone who he couldn’t support and assist. Hell,
he didn’t even like the idea of getting anyone pregnant at his age, and he
especially didn’t like it when he suspected he wouldn’t be around for the
mothers and their kids.
Thus he felt like a heel for trying to get them pregnant,
knowing he’d be leaving them each alone in only a few days. In fact, the reason
why he’d dissuaded Lekesia from going down on him didn’t have as much to do
with his being afraid he might cum unexpectedly, he was actually afraid he
wouldn’t be fully erect, nor able to maintain an erection, and he was terrified
she’d find out and take it personally.
He knew each of these girls saw their one evening with him
as the high point of their lives, and that idea scared the hell out of him. But
he couldn’t very well crush those dreams by belittling them, either. No, he had
to tough it out. He had to shower them with love, show them each how much he
cared for and valued them. He had to leave each one with a lifetime’s belief
that they’d been loved and that their children were loved. In short, he was
making his own performance anxiety that much worse by piling additional
expectations on top of it.
In order to help relax the girls, Alex dove onto the bed,
flipping over onto his back in midair to land with his legs crossed and his
hands behind his head, smiling at the three girls. They all laughed and dove in
next to him, even Kristi, who had been holding back before.
Alex pulled his shirt off, then lifted his ass and shuffled
out of his slacks and underwear. The three girls all anxiously watched,
fascinated to see what he revealed. Whatever their past experience or
non-experience, each was captivated because they’d never seen one glowing and
radiating as much power as this one did, even as it twitched. Lekesia couldn’t
resist and had to grasp it, feeling how it responded as she squeezed it.
Lakesia hadn't had much experience with one of these before,
and she'd never seen one that glowed like this, even on the internet. She swore
it felt powerful, but she couldn't compare it to any others so she didn't know
if that's how they all felt or not. Still, she loved the feel of the skin
sliding along in her hand as she started jacking it.
“You know, there are three of us here, so feel free to jump
in and grab a spare breast if one becomes available,” Alex suggested to the
three girls.
Lekesia and Carolyn both froze when Alex made that
suggestion, and Lekesia make a face at the prospect.
“Not too fond of the idea, huh?” Alex asked.
“Not really,” she responded. “I know everyone talks about
it, but it just leaves me feeling a bit cold.”
“I agree,” Carolyn added. “I tried it once, under protest,
back when I was in college. I never liked it. It’s too much like playing with
yourself. There’s no real attraction, and I’ve already got a set of those to
play with. I hope that doesn’t bother you, but I don’t think I’d enjoy it.”
“No, no. This is all about you,” Alex told them. “If there’s
anything anyone objects to, please speak up. I just mentioned it because we’re
all going to be fooling around in a small area, so I figured a little casual
touching could be assumed. Would you rather I make love to each of you
separately?”
“No, I think I’m OK with it,” Lekesia replied, thinking
seriously about it. Alex figured she was the most upset by the idea, so he’d
follow her advice on the matter. “I don’t mind touching someone else, after
all, I’ve showered with other girls before. I’m just not anxious to kiss or
fool around with one. As Carolyn said, I have no real desire to feel what the
other half feels.”
Both Carolyn and Lekesia nodded at this, although Alex noted
that Kristi remained silent, which he took to mean she didn’t necessarily
object to the idea. He thought he could abide by their decision, but it would
have helped if they could have helped each other. Instead, they were each
expecting him to do all the work, which in his current mindset would be even more
problematic.
In order to take his mind off of such thoughts, Alex rolled
over and pinned Lekesia under him and began kissing her. She didn’t need any
work getting interested, though, as she proceeded to kiss him back with
enthusiasm, running her hands up and down his arms. Carolyn started undressing
while Alex was preoccupied, and Kristi leaned over him and ran her own hands
along his back, fondling his buns on the down stroke.
When Alex and Lekesia finally broke, she had to pull back to
regain her breath. “Man, I’m glad I waited so long. I don’t know if kissing other
guys is like that, but I imagine it’s a hundred times better kissing Alex,” she
enthused.
“Hey, I’m just...” he started to protest.
“No he’s not,” Cate called from the other room, where they
could hear the soft murmur of the television playing. “Don’t believe him. He’s
far from an average guy. Just take it for what it is. This is a once in a
lifetime opportunity, so don’t ever compare him to any other guy.”
“Oh, no, I’d never do that,” Carolyn responded. “I know
enough about guys to know they get upset when you compare them at all. They all
like to think they’re the biggest, grandest and most exciting lover you’ve ever
had. You never tell guys the truth.”
Lekesia, not having had that experience, looked doubtful,
since she had likely been planning on doing just that. However she stored that
knowledge away for the future, where hopefully it would come in handy some day.
“So, is he built like other guys?” Lekesia asked, curious
since she really didn’t know.
“Hell, I have no idea,” Carolyn answered. “I’ve never seen
one glow before. And the glare from it makes it seem Huge. It may be no
bigger than normal, but I’d have no way of knowing. About all I know is that
I’m anxious to put it to use.”
Kristi didn’t say anything. She simply reached out and put
one hand on top of the other around his organ, measuring it with her hands.
There was a little showing above them. “He seems bigger than average. Not huge,
but he’s got a nice shape and heft to it.”
“I tip my hat to the master,” Carolyn told her playfully.
“And here I thought I’d had some experiences from my college years.”
“I haven’t actually had that much,” Kristi replied with a
giggle. “I gave several guys handjobs and even a couple of blowjobs. But my
girlfriends always told me how each guy compared to others they’ve been with,
so I figure I’ve got a fair understanding of what to expect.”
“Well, I plan on playing with this one enough to make up for
my ignorance,” Lekesia replied, taking Alex back in her arms. “I expect Alex to
make me a very knowledgeable woman tonight.”The other girls laughed as Carolyn scooted closer to Alex, caressing his back as she traded places with Kristi, who proceeded to undress.
“Oh, no, I seem to be horribly overdressed for the
occasion,” Lakesia teased. “Whatever should I do?”
“I’ll see what I can do,” Alex replied, as he buried his
nose in Lekesia’s cleavage as he unbuttoned her blouse.
“I’d suggest you get naked and under him as soon as you
can,” Carolyn suggested. “I think you’ll have a lot more fun down there than
you’ll have up here teasing him.” Lekesia took her at her word and quickly
unhooked her skirt as Alex finished with her blouse.
All three girls were like most of Alex’s other girls, in
that they were thin, fit and fairly small on top. Lekesia was probably the
largest on top, although that wasn’t saying a lot. Still, Alex did a pretend
motorboat with her for a few laughs. However she did have fairly receptive
nipples, and she moaned deeply when he started teasing them. She pulled his
head firmly against her chest as he did so.
“Hey, you may not like touching other female private bits,”
Alex said, “but that doesn’t mean you can’t help me strip Lekesia of the rest
of her clothes.”
That caused the other two girls to swoop down and make a
production out of yanking her skirt off, giggling at her reaction.
“Ooh, somebody wore their sexiest lingerie,” Kristi laughed
when Lekesia’s red and black panties were exposed. Lekesia immediately tried to
cover herself up, then realized the absurdity of the act and giggled as she
peeled her panties off, posing as she did so Alex could appreciate the view
they presented.
“Mom helped me pick them out,” she admitted. “I know it
sounds strange, but we both went shopping for something to surprise you with.
Hers are in green.”
Alex kissed her to stop her nervous rambling. “It’s
beautiful, as are you. Relax, you’re fine and I’m delighted with you.” She
cooed in response and nestled against him.
She shifted over on the bed and Alex saw she had a little
heart tattoo on her butt cheek.
“I thought you didn’t believe in tattoos?” he asked.
“I said I didn’t think it was a good idea to get publicly
visible tattoos where they could keep me from getting taken seriously,” she
replied. “But there’s nothing saying I can’t show off a little art on my ass.”
“Well, it’s lovely art on a lovely ass,” Alex told her.
She laughed, “I’m so glad you didn’t call it a
‘booty’,” she told him. “I get enough of that from my friends.”
She didn’t speak much more, as Alex proceeded to make out
with her again as they both rubbed themselves against the other. Both Kristi
and Carolyn were running their hands over his body. Thinking she might still be
a bit nervous, he started to move down. She tried to stop him, having heard
instructions from everyone else.
“Look, I like to give head, and nobody lets me
do it anymore. Let me do this for me, OK?” She reconsidered and told him to
enjoy himself and she’d manage to find something to do while he was
busy. And Alex did enjoy himself. It had been quite a while since anyone had
allowed him to do this and he’d missed it. But he had to quit when it was
starting to look like Lekesia might be getting a little too lubricated. Alex
was afraid it might be a problem, since he was already having problems. As he
climbed back up he reached under himself and yanked on himself a few times. He
still couldn’t get the responsibilities of fatherhood out of his mind, and it
was continuing to bother him.
However he managed to reassure himself that he had a full
erection. Full enough anyway. And Lekesia was beautiful, sexy, and she wanted
to please him more than anything else in the world. Alex kissed her again as he
lubricated himself in her juices. He almost made the mistake of asking her if
she had protection, then thought of another question he should ask.
“I take it you’re a virgin?” he asked, hoping she’d figure
out where he was going so he wouldn’t have to ask it.
“Oh, yeah, I’m a virgin but I’m not,” she explained. “When I
was 14 I had a friend that was raped, and I was so freaked out by it that I
took my own virginity with a hairbrush to make sure I didn’t lose it like
that.”
Alex took a second to consider that. He was tempted to say
he was sorry, but thought better of it. Instead he kissed her and slowly pushed
himself into her. Despite her being quite wet from his going down on her, she
was still tight enough that he got quite a bit of stimulation. As they kissed,
he relaxed and enjoyed her feel and her reactions, letting his mind drift away
from what the moment meant in the larger scheme of things.
Alex enfolded her in his arms, knowing it would allow her to
soak up more of his energy, and he rubbed his sparsely haired chest against her
nipples. She didn’t squeal so he assumed he was doing something correctly, but
he looked at her to be sure. Her eyes were closed and she was whispering his
name, so he took that as a good sign. He began thrusting into her as he began
playing with her breasts again.
Carolyn and Kristi weren’t being left out. Kristi was busy
feeling his buns as they clenched during each in stoke, and Carolyn was
whispering encouragement to them both.
Lekesia began moaning, which started increasing in both
volume and pitch. She also began gyrating her hips. This was amazing
receptivity for someone’s first time, but Alex conceded she’d been pretty
worked up before they began, and he knew the effect he had on these women. She
went through a couple of minor orgasms, and by minor he meant they weren’t mind
melting, so Alex began thrusting into her more aggressively. Kristi reached
under him and grasped his cock as it emerged from Lekesia, getting her hand
covered in Lekesia’s cum. Carolyn wasn’t about to get so intimately involved,
at least not yet, but she was still whispering to them. Lekesia felt him
getting close, so she leaned in close to him and whispered, “Make me a mommy,
Alex. Fill me with your seed.”
However the effect wasn’t quite what she was planning.
Instead Alex hesitated, then forced himself to blank his mind as he kept
rutting, trying to force himself over the edge. He finally felt himself going
over, and he glanced at Lekesia looking up at him lovingly, her breasts
upthrust and her pelvis working against him. Carolyn was looking at them both
with a look of enraptured love. Alex might not have been able to feel their
emotions, but he could recognize it clearly enough, and it finally pushed him
over. He started spurting into her, grunting each time he did.
Lekesia stayed coherent the entire time, though she was
mumbling about Alex, babies and something being amazing, though Alex couldn’t
figure out much more than that. When he finally finished he held her tight,
letting them both calm down. Carolyn and Kristi snuggled into their other
sides, not worrying about their own nudity.
‘Man, I can’t get over what a rush it is to feel you
orgasm with someone,’ Shanna told him. ‘I can have an orgasm from the
comfort of the couch. Who needs all the sweat and effort?’ she teased.
“Are you OK,” Alex asked Lekesia.
“Yeah, I’m a bit shaken, is all. Man, that was amazing. The
sex was hot, and the feelings were wonderful all along, but that ending. Wow.
When can we do it again?” she laughed.
‘Shanna?’ he asked, expecting her to know what he
wanted.
A look of sudden recognition appeared on Lekesia’s face. ‘It
works, Alex,’ Shanna told him as Lekesia turned and tried to look at Alex.
She started to say something, but instead of saying anything Alex reached out
to Anh and told her to talk to Lekesia. Her expression just got more awed than
it already was.
“Room service,” Cate called out playfully, as she walked in
with refreshments. Shanna came after her and handed out bottles of water for
everyone.
“Well, with any luck you’ll be a father soon,” Lekesia told
him, and Alex felt his cock shrink a little further. Cate recognized the change
in Alex’s demeanor.
“I think Alex needs to recover his energy before he thinks
about any more potential children,” she said, as she fed him a few bites from
an energy bar, and Alex was thankful that she halted that line of thought. For
as much as he respected what he was doing, what it meant to the girls and what
it ultimately meant to all of them, he really didn’t need the reminder just
then.
Carolyn and Kristi took over helping feed Alex, although
Cate stood by and observed while taking in the beauty of the three new women
sitting around naked before her. Gail, despite her protestations of protecting
the front door, stood at the door of the bedroom observing them as well.
Carolyn was anxious to get started. She was excited before
they’d even begun, and watching Alex and Lekesia make love just got her even
hotter. It wasn’t like watching porn. It was more like watching a mini sun
absorb a nearby massive planet, the glow of his aura just overwhelmed everything
else. But she could feel their excitement, and added to his own energy and the
sounds the two of them made, it was just overwhelming. Now that it was her turn
she was all over him. When he tried to fool around in order to warm them both
up she was having none of it. She felt ready to cum just lying there, and she
was sure if he didn’t make love to her right now she wouldn’t last much longer.
At her instigation, he finally entered her and she was off
to the races. She gyrated under him and responded to his every touch. Despite
his reticence, her enthusiasm overcame his doubts and he let himself go, simply
trying to catch up with her, since she was already nearly there. He got into
it, and Carolyn just got more and more enthused. When he finally came he
triggered Carolyn’s orgasm, and she answered by screaming at the night, loud
enough Alex was sure everyone in the building could hear them, even though he
was sure Allison’s apartment was well enough made to contain most sounds
occurring within.
Strangely, Carolyn too remained coherent during the whole
thing, though she proceeded to whip her head back and forth as she recovered.
Alex took her through the normal communications, proving her
boost had been achieved, although Alex knew enough to assume it had. But this
was for the girls.
“I’ll tell you, Alex, I’m convinced you did it. I feel like
I’m already pregnant,” she told him. Luckily the pressure was off Alex, so he
didn’t panic any more. Instead he simply let the girls pour affection over him
as Cate once again brought him food. Alex didn’t last much longer, though,
assuring Kristi she was next, just as soon as he could generate some fresh
sperm.