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Niagara (continued Chapters 61-68)Chapter 61.While we were waiting for the hot chocolate and cookies to arrive Jennifer showed up, or, in the immediate vicinity. She took anchor to the side, about 20 yards off. She was dressed in a black pants suit and was built along the lines of a tank.Like everything out of that restaurant the hot chocolate was to die for. Of the 3 large sturdy paper cups only one had whipped cream atop. That one was of course intended for Girl and she squealed with delight at the difference.”Look, Cully, mine has whipped cream. Yours does not.”A large pot of hot chocolate came out as well with the attendant plate of cookies. They appeared absolutely scrumptious and I was tempted to hook a few, but, I’d have had to make the trip over to the crew and I wasn’t going to do that. No way.”Venez les enfants, notre promenade commence.””C’mon, Cully, we’re leaving now.” She laced her left arm thru Henri’s right. “Papa sing for Cully and I as we walk. Okay, papa?””Qui, but first let us get out of range of those boys.””Oh, goody! First sing that national anthem from France you sang the other time for Cully. Then sing that lullaby you sang to me last night. And sing it over and over again. I love that one. And then it will be Cully’s pick after that.””Why should we wait? Quelle absurdité!” Henri broke out into his country’s national anthem as I stole a look back to see if we were still within ear shot. I’d been blessed. The crew had congregated around the snack cart (cookie hogs) and gave us nary notice. Plus we were upwind. Though Jennifer took the stroll as well. She kept the 20 yard distance consistently and thankfully seemed to watch everything but us. It was swell walking thru the dark, Henri’s strong voice reciting his sovereign’s anthem, not once, but, twice. “Once more, papa, for me, papa. For your little girl.” In addition I had the cat bird’s view of Katie-Girl incredibly round and gently undulating bottom. I’d seen her walk many times before when she’d exercised no mercy. Tonight though she kept it demure, with just the natural sway. Still, it was a sight to behold and one that rivaled the quality and goodness of the hot chocolate. I’d forgotten just how magnificent the cataracts were at close range. I separated a little from them. I just wanted to mark the moment in solitude. They did not pursue. Henri was holding Girl in his arms, her cheek pressed into his chest as he softly sang that lullaby again and again and again. Jennifer had disappeared though I had a feeling she was in attendance somewhere close by.The crowds were down, just a few late night witnesses to one of God’s finest creations. I was able to get that station, right there at that cranny, the edge. The urge to jump in and go over still as strong as when the fathers held with both hands Girl and I by our shoulders as we held one another by the hand. “Can we go to skee-ball now, daddy? Please, Mr. Clarke?”There was something about this place I could never quite get over. And most likely never would. “It doesn’t have to make sense, Cully.” My mother had told me after I tried to explain it to her back then in our motel room. “Some things are like that, son. You have discovered a treasure. Keep it here.” She pressed her heart. “And Cully, never let it escape.””Cully, look! The giant binoculars.” My reverie was broken as Girl had come to me. Papa now a few yards off at the rail. He too lost in his thoughts, his memories, sealing the treasure from escape.”C’mon, Cully, you’ll go after me. Papa gave me some coins for it.” She fed the coins in-and stepped aside. “Your turn, Cully.” We stayed for quite some time. Girl returned to papa and their embraces became closer, their whispers softer, their secrets deeper. Their gentle swaying turned into a slow dance as Henri sang tenderly to Girl, her eyes closed over his shoulder. A little while later as I’d once again migrated to “the spot” Katie eased in behind me and wrapped her hands about my waist.”You feel so good, Cully. My Cully-Boy, and no one else’s, ever. Right, Cully?””For sure, baby.” I intertwined our fingers about my belt buckle and leaned back to feel her goodness. “I love you, Cully.” That tone. She wanted something. I girded my loins and bit.”What, Katie, what is it angel?””Darn you, Cully, you always know.” I laughed heartily. “Could we just forget the drive and go back up. I want to be with papa now and for the rest of the night…and you too.” She included me, finally. “Please, Cully, say ‘yes,’ for me. Please?” Henri had stayed put on the railing further down studying the cascading water. One could become lost in it, even as midnight approached.”It’s your night, Katie-Girl. I shall abide your every wish, whisper and command. Je vous le promets.” I didn’t think I butchered the French too bad.”You’re right, Cully! Thank you, though just the same. You’ve been so kind and generous. Now, I’ll go back to papa and give you a chance to say your bonnes nuits.”I nodded in response as she pulled back and away, are knit fingers unwinding.I closed my eyes and prompted the years to melt away a last time: My parents in the front seat, Girl and I in the back of my father’s gray 1960 Ford Sedan, pulling in and parking as her parents lodged in right next to us on the left in their white over dark blue Chevrolet. It was overcast, a slight drizzle was falling. I tried to hop out and run to the railing.”No, Cully, no, now you wait for Girl, hold her hand and your fathers will take you.””Yes, mama. C’mon, Girl, hurry up.””Okay, Cully, but after this we go to Russian Hill and play skee-ball like you promised your daddy.” Why she called it “Russian Hill” I could never figure out. But, she wouldn’t stop doing it.”Good night, my fine friend.” I gently whispered into the dark, roaring gorge.Chapter 62.At about the half way point of the return trip, Girl stepped out of line with Henri and waited for me.”What’s wrong, Girl, is papa okay?””Yes, he’s fine. Though as long as were talking turkey, are you up for tonight? It’s fun being naughty with each other, Cully. I’ve had a fantastic time being away from the baby, the house and school. Just letting myself go a little. But, I want you to enjoy it just as much. And you have been, I know you, but, I just want to make sure that you can handle all this. How do you want me to proceed tonight? Seriously, Cully, what should I do?””Katie, it is, it’s your night. And you’re absolutely correct, it is fun letting go, especially with the assurance that we’re with good people, ones we can trust. Henri is a fine man. So, just take me as far as you want tonight. I’d like that. I’m excited at the prospect of you taking charge and me giving up the control. You won’t cross any lines, I’m confident of that.””Don’t be too sure, Cully Clarke. I’m loaded for bear tonight, monsieur.” We both laughed, but, it was not an idle warning. I could tell. And that thought, that awareness, perhaps even that imminent reality thrilled me. I truly wanted to go somewhere I hadn’t been. And I wanted Girl to take me there, or drive me to it.”Cully, is anything off limits? Just so I know before we start. Because once it starts, I will not stop, or back off.”Damn, she was putting me to the test. I’d have rather her not ask this. I did not want to have to make a decision, this decision, any decision. I wanted her to do so. So that is exactly what I told her.”Katie, I did not want to have to make a decision, any decision about or during this night. I want you to make all the decisions. Every single one and I promise to do exactly as you say. No argument, no debate. You say it. I’ll do it. No preconditions, or, exceptions. None. Please, Katie. I really want it to be just exactly like that.””Well, to be honest, I’d like to really exercise my dominant side, if I have one.” Once again we shared our laughter. “So, let’s just go all out and try it the way we’ve agreed upon. I will give you what I think you want and desire. No-holds-barred.”The knot in my stomach released. Just-like-that. All the blood rushed to my penis. “Katie, I’m as stiff as a preacher’s cock.””Cully!” She jokingly admonished me.We stopped simultaneously, hugged each other tightly and exchanged vows of love.”Now, you catch up with papa before he gets worried.””Better yet, we’ll finish the walk 3 across. Papa, wait up.”Chapter 63.We waited while Henri instructed the staff to put the BMW away for the night. “Cully, hold me, I’m still a little chilly.” Her eyes were magnificent. Their clarity astounding.”Your jacket is beautiful, baby. And you look so gorgeous in it.””Thank you, Cully. I shall treasure it always.” She nuzzled my nose with hers, Eskimo style.”Like your footy pajamas?”She giggled. “You smarty pants, you!””Katie, you’re so beautiful you make my heart ache. Sometimes I just don’t know wha…””All set, c***dren. We are in for the duration. Our endless night awaits us.” Papa pointed skyward to his penthouse.I could feel the tension increase ten fold as soon as the elevator doors closed on our small family. Girl and papa were on one side. Myself across from them.The very instant I depressed the button, Katie-Girl exercised her franchise.”Cully-Boy, get naked. Now.”As a member in good standing of the human condition I instinctively resisted.”But, I…””Cully, if you fail me again, you will spend an endless night in that other bedroom by the spa. And trust me, bahis siteleri canlı the door will be closed. Understand, rubber band?” Katie-Girl was no longer a little doe. “Get your clothes off, now. Underwear too. Butt naked.”She watched as I began to undress. Our ascent ended just as I pulled my shoes and socks off.”Faster. You have to unlock the doors.” I hurriedly pulled my pants off and then considered trying to make my way with my underwear on, but, she wasn’t fooling around. The thought of spending the night in that bedroom was daunting. I pulled my briefs down and off. I was fully aroused. “Open the door.” I retrieved the key and obeyed. I never looked up. No way was I looking up.”Now, go into our bedroom and strip the bed of all blankets. Leave the sheets and pillows where they are. Then cover your chair with the sheet you’ll find on the counter in your bathroom. Then retrieve your hand lotion from your room along with three hand towels you’ll find next to the sheet and set the lotion and hand towels on the table next to your chair. Also switch on a couple lamps in our bedroom. I want you to able to see……everything. When you’ve accomplished those tasks come back here. Henri and I will be waiting for you.” As I moved past Girl, she swatted my naked bottom a solid hit. Then laughed aloud. Not a giggle, but, a full blooded laugh.Everything was precisely where she’d said it would be. This had obviously been planned. I sure as heck hadn’t put that sheet and towels out. No way. By the time I got back they’d moved into the living room and were facing the windows side-by-side. Henri was now like me, butt naked. Girl was still fully dressed right down to that flight jacket.She saw my return in the reflection.”Henri will not speak to you tonight, Cully. You are not to speak to him. And Henri will only speak to me in French.”She motioned to the steel cart a few yards off to her right. “You may open the champagne, Cully, and serve us. Yourself included. You won’t be driving tonight that is for certain.” She laughed once again.I quickly and competently opened the bottle and brought forth the flutes.”You may drink. No need to make a toast. I did that at dinner. And dear boys, it holds true hours later. Trust me, it is Katie-Girl’s night.”The champagne was excellent. So bubbly and cold. I felt at once refreshed. She wouldn’t look at either of us. Not even downward toward the Falls. Just straight into the pitch. I still had not looked Henri in the eyes. And I had no plans on doing so until I absolutely had no other choice.”We shall get started.” Henri followed her lead and faced her. I now noticed he too was fully aroused. I also noticed that she’d removed her white cotton top and was now bare breasted beneath the flight jacket. “How many times may I count upon you tonight, Henri?”His replay was immediate and it was confident.”At least three, my lit…” Thwack! Girl reached up and slapped Henri across the face with her right palm. Hard. This had turned quickly.”Henri does not listen either. Henri, I told you to speak to me exclusively in French, did I not?””Oui, je m’en excuse. Cela ne se reproduira pas. Je vous le promets.””Let me see.” She touched the left corner of his mouth with her finger tip. “Just a little blood.” She put that finger tip into her mouth.”You will be fine, monsieur, if you obey Katie-Girl. You both must bend to my will tonight. It is my night and therefore my right. Yes, my two boys. My little boys. I like boys, don’t I, Cully?”‘Now, am I allowed to speak or not?’ I was cool as a cucumber. “Yes, indeed.” “Do you think Jeffrey would listen, Cully? He’s a cute boy.” She was pulling out all stops.I met her on the square. “Qui, mademoiselle.” Cock sure. “Ah, Cully, has some sass. Perhaps I’ll spank that right out of him tonight, or, another night. You will lead us to the bedroom, Cully. I want to watch that tight ass. It’s so cute. Henri, you’ll bring the champagne. Boys, let us proceed…”As I turned to leave and lead she took the opportunity to smack my buns again. Harder.Chapter 64.”Cully, refill our glasses, then sit, and don’t move unless told to do so. Henri, you’re to remove my shoes and socks.” Girl sat down on the edge of their bed facing the windows. It had begun to thunder and lightning The rain imminent.I poured the champagne then sat down in my sheet covered chair. I’d chosen wisely as to where I’d stationed it. The fact that the chair swiveled was a fine bonus. I wanted to stroke my penis, but, I knew better. I let it be and watched as Henri knelt and removed Girl’s shoes and socks. His tumescence had abated since she’d slapped him. He had not expected that. Neither had I. “Now, I’m going to have a dickens of a time getting out of these jeans.” Her giggle made a surprise appearance. She scooted back across on the bed, laid flat, unbuckled and unzipped, drew her breath in and slipped out of them without a problem. Her panties would have come off with the jeans, if Girl had been wearing any. “Come here, papa, come to Katie-Girl.” She yanked him toward her by the hands and he topped onto the bed half on/half off her. Her giggling his entire trip. She rolled from beneath and mounted astride, her bottom presenting itself front and center, the edge of the flight jacket resting just across the twin dimples. She looked incredible.”Just relax, Henri, let Girl do all the work.” She pushed him back off his elbows.”Oui, je vais vous obéir, Katie-Girl.””Oh, that’s so much better. I wouldn’t want to have to slap your face again, papa.” Her cold laughter made it’s return.”Cully, you’re not masturbating are you?” She looked back over her right shoulder and caught my reflection in the side bar mirror.”No, mademoiselle.” I spoke to her thru the glass.”Good. I’ll tell you when.” She winked and it was full of the devil itself.”Cully likes to watch.” She turned her attention back to Henri who was beneath her, flat on his back, his tool resting along the mattress between his slightly parted legs. “Don’t you, Cully?” She bent forward and kissed Henri.”Yes.”She lifted straight. “Cully likes to listen too. Don’t you, Cully?” Again she bent forward and kissed him.”Yes.” “Look Cully-Boy, monsieur Reid is still bleeding where I punished him. Her lips in the mirror held traces of blood.”Veuillez, Girl, s’il vous plaît.” Henri was pleading.”‘Please’ what? You want me to stop, or, do you want to go to that spare bedroom next to the spa? Well, monsieur Reid, what shall it be?” ‘Oh, Lord, this was out of sight.’ The rain had begun, mercilessly pelting the glass backed by lightning at steady intervals.”My patience is wearing thin, monsieur Reid.” She spoke to him, but, tracked herself, or, me in that mirror.”Il est de votre temps. Vous êtes maîtresse de la nuit. Je suis le vôtre.””Magnifique! The monsieur has joined our twosome, Cully. We are once and again 3. And he has christened me. Henceforth until dawn I am Mistress Night. Cully?” I knew Girl, knew her since she first appeared on this earth. Girl was not k**ding.”Qui, Mistress Night.” I had no other choice. I desired nary.”The Frenchman’s blood is delectable-Night wants all of it.” She bent-covered his mouth with hers-and fed.”Chapter 65.Once vested, Henri recovered quickly. His cock engorged and now stood sentinel where God had perfectly split Girl’s bottom.Now it was his turn to whimper as Girl would not end their kiss. He grasped his tool and tried to fit it to her opening. That action mercifully caused her to release his mouth.”No! No monsieur!” He obeyed and let his tool founder and fall. She’d commanded him, but, tracked herself in that mirror. There was blood, and it was fresh. She licked her lips, then took her finger wiped up the excess and licked the digit clean. Then tracked me.”Mama is coming, Cully. Coming soon. As soon as papa is done doing his business. Are you ready for mama, Cully-Boy?” She pursed her lips, not once, but, twice.”Katie….” I hissed, joining papa in pleading with this launch from Hell. She laughed, at me and once again targeted Henri.’I knew she’d tell on me. I knew it!’ I didn’t even care. I wanted to see this thru. See just how far she’d go and if it was far enough, or too far. I had to know.”I will tell you when, Henri.” She feigned slapping him again. His response? He flinched. Her response? She giggled.”I won’t slap you anymore if you give me it to me. Do you understand Henri?””Qui.” His barrel chest heaving. I’d of hated to have to fetch Barnaby and explain blood and coronary in the same briefing.”Night is on top, and Mistress better be that way when you’re done doing your business, Henri. Or, you will not believe what happens next even as it’s happening.” Girl had just lifted and employed a throw-a-way line from Eastwood’s “Coogan’s Bluff.” ‘What the Hell?'”Now, give Night what she craves.” Thwack! She’d lied. Henri got slapped again. And if he’d sprung another leak she’d covered it as she once more sealed his mouth with hers.Together they fought over who was going to jam his meat into her quiver. Finally, they came to a compromise. He held it open while she applied a splint of sorts (He’d lost some of his stiffness after she’d struck him for the second time.) and forced her herself down onto it before it had a chance to weaken and collapse altogether. She locked it up.Once she’d buried herself on it, she granted him mercy and released his canlı bahis mouth. Again she checked herself in that mirror. Again there were traces of fresh blood.”I am going to eat you alive before this night is over, monsieur.” Girl promised her reflection. “Je suis effrayé le sang sera sur votre vol veste. Veuillez, mademoiselle, s’il vous plaît.””It had better not get on my leather jacket.” She momentarily bounced out of character just the slightest. Girl gave her jacket the quick once over.”Mademoiselle, si c’est le cas, je vous acheter un nouveau. Je vous le promets.”Then bounced right back in. “I don’t want a new one. I want this one. It’s from Jeffrey. I like boys, don’t I, Cully?””Indeed, mademoiselle.” With just a layer of comedic sass.”Don’t forget you’re next, my gorgeous little boy.”‘Uh, oh.'”Like this, Henri.” She returned to the mirror and bore witness as she began to ride Henri.””My breasts, Henri.” She pressed his chest down with the flat of both hands, her hips churning with the steady precision of the engine to that M1. “Nurse there until Night orders you to stop.” She released the press. “Rise.”And as he fed upon her breasts she shielded him with her flight jacket, enveloping him within the soft brown leather.”Qui, monsieur, just like that.” She held his head in place with two fistfuls of his hair. She licked her lips thru the ricochet of the glass. Then initiated a faster pace with her magnificent backside. His cock now at full mast she rode the entire length exposing it to the cool air each time before burying the entire length within the heat of her body.I distinctly heard Henri whimper again. “Yes, baby, you’re going to fill the Night, aren’t you, papa?”His muted gasps of panicked agreement were truly astonishing. “That’s it, just keep suckling. Night is coming for you, papa.”Girl hitched another gear and administered a rotating element to her application. That was the end of the line for Henri. He tried to break free of her chest, but, she’d have none of it and tightened her fists of hair. She then muttered something in French into his left ear and he convulsed heavily in response.”There it is, papa. Let it come. It’s okay, Night is falling.” She rocked back with her bottom and sealed it to the tops of both thighs. The poor man tried to lift her, but, it didn’t pan out. He was forced to convulse again as she finally released his face from her breasts. She’d blocked my view and gently lowered and pressed him to the mattress providing cover the entire way down.Only Girl’s whispers could be heard then. Those and papa’s labored breathing which thankfully had begun to even out. Her tone loving and nurturing, like baby talk in the French. Henri’s manhood had immediately softened and retracted from Girl’s quiver.A dull thud of thunder and a flare of lightning over the cataracts caused Girl to glance back over her shoulder.Girl found me in her line of sight. “Stay there, Cully, it’s okay.” Her whisper in the tone of the original issue Katie-Girl. Something wasn’t quite right.She carefully removed the flight jacket and covered Henri with it. “sleep, papa, we’ll be right here when you waken. We love you, papa. We’ll stay right here. Nous vous le promettons, papa.”I started to get up, but, she motioned for me to stay. I sank back down. She covered Henri’s lower half with the sheet and tiptoed over to me.”Cully, papa is exhausted. He’s fallen asleep. Be very quiet, Cully, okay? Let’s move over to the chair in the corner. Bring your sheet, sweetheart.”I covered Girl in the sheet and we shared the chair, her more or less on my lap. My own manhood was now a stub. It’s growth had been stunted.”Are you sure he’s okay, Katie? You’re positive?””Yes, honey, he’s just exhausted. I may have went too far, Cully.””No, sweetheart. He just wasn’t expecting that.” Which more or less meant she may have went too far. “You were so beautiful and thrilling. It was so fantastic.” We were practically whispering in each other’s ear so as not to disturb Henri’s slumber.”What should we do, Girl? Is the party over? Should we go home?” I deadpanned. “Cully, be nice.””I’m just k**ding. We’ll stay here until he wakes up. Right, Girl?””Exactly. He stayed when we napped, Cully. Remember?””Absolutely, Girl, we’ll remain and watch over him. He’s our papa, Katie-Girl.”She hugged my neck tightly. “I love you, Cully.””Katie.” We hugged beneath our sheet and held each other naked for the longest time. No words were spoken, just our hearts beating in cadence as we watched over papa. The thunder and lightning had passed and only the rain tapping against the window remained. Below us the Falls swelled and fell.Chapter 66.Girl had nodded off in my arms about 30 minutes earlier. ‘Mistress of the Night indeed.’ A sweeter c***d did not exist on earth. I could not get over her giving up that flight jacket.”Cully, is Girl with you?” It was papa whispering from the bed.”Yes, papa, she is right here under the sheet with me. We’re fine, papa. How are you?””Papa? You’re awake, you’re alright, papa?” Katie sprang from my lap, causing my poor wiener to suffer a whip lash.”Papa, you’re really okay. You really just needed a little nap.” She took him into her arms.”Do not be concerned my little one, papa is fine. He just needed a little snooze. You gave papa such a thrill. My goodness, Katie-Girl, I did not know what to do. You surprised Henri.””Oh, papa, I’m sorry. I just got carried away. I was just excited. I’m sorry. Oh, papa, I was so worried, but, I didn’t want to worry Cully. Cully, papa is fine, he was just tired. C’mon, over, Cully, I’m going to stay over with papa.”I was relieved. I got up and made the trip. ‘What a vacation.'”Katie, no. I do not want you to be sorry. It was so magnifique the way you were. Wasn’t it, Cully?” I’d sat down at the head of the bed to grant them some separation.”Papa is correct, Girl. You were something else again. It was indescribable. Please, Katie, can we do that again sometime?””Honestly, I was just so excited and turned-on. And I really believed you guys were enjoying it. Even the cut lip, papa?” Nervous laughter all around rang out.”Especially that. It was the most exciting time Henri has had.”Though no one had mentioned the bloodsucking element we’d just witnessed. “I’ll second that, Girl. Is there anyway we could like pick up where we left off?” I sounded desperate. And I was. I crossed my fingers and toes.”Cully, I don’t know. I think papa has had enough and we should all just turn in for the night.”‘Oh-my-God. Well, at least you have “your” bathroom to jerk off in. Oh-my-God.’ Henri pulled back from Girl’s arms and once again stepped into the breach and saved the day, or, in this case the night.”Henri must agree with his son. I too would like to as he says ‘pick up where we left off.’ I am fit and ready.” He made a muscle with his right arm. A big one. “I am eager for our Mistress of the Night to reappear and do as she has asserted.” Henri then set his index finger under Girl’s chin. “Pour papa, maîtresse de la nuit, s’il vous plaît?”She was ready. She went quickly. “Papa, je tiens à ce que nous soyons mariés par le sang, cette nuit même.””Nous tous, jeune fille?””Veuillez, papa? Je veux que nous trois à être un de ce soir avant jusqu’à ce qu’il n’y sont pas plus demain.””Comme vous le souhaitez, mon cher enfant. Je vais dire Cully?”I took notice the moment my name was uttered.”Qui, papa.” They joined in a quick kiss, though their lips remained closed.”My son, Girl wants us, all three of us to be married tonight. By shared blood.”My baser instinct wanted to tally forth and crack wise, but, I could tell Girl was dead serious. They both were. She wouldn’t take her eyes from his and vice versa.”What will happen?” I kept my query clear, concise and definitive.Girl began, but, Henri cut her off. “Allow me, my c***dren to handle this most august occasion. I will not fail us.””Merci, papa. I brought something from home that will lend itself beautifully to our wedding ceremony. I need some time to freshen and prepare myself. Then I will join my husbands on our wedding night.””Une heure puis, mon bien-aimé?””Merci, papa.” In turn Girl pecked our cheeks then disappeared into the bathroom, closing the door and engaging the lock. It looked like another barricade to me. “Come, Cully, let us shave, shower and soak. We shall be married within the hour.”Chapter 67.I endeavored to query and quibble as soon as we hit the hallway, but, was summarily halted by Henri.”Do you trust me, my son?””Implicitly, papa, but,,,” Once again I was silenced with a wave of this man’s hand.”Papa will never fail you, my son, nor my little girl. Ever.””Uh, papa, do I still get to drive the M1 tomorrow night?” I insistently deadpanned.”Indeed, you shall put German dreams and engineering to the test.””Papa, give me five.” I laid my right palm out flat.””Five?””Slap my palm, papa!” He did. Hard. The shave and shower felt great. And the soak divine. I needed to nut and desperately so, but, that was imminent. I was sure of it.Henri eased on down into the hot tub.”You’re not going to tell me anything, papa?” Our familiarity was a comfort. “Correct. I believe that to reveal my plan would dilute the experience for you and for Girl. You will not be disappointed, my son.””Okay, papa, I willingly resign myself to your care.” I had nary other choice.”Let us don our robes and begin bahis siteleri our journey.” Once again papa lent me boxers and a silk robe. This one a rich teal shade. It seemed he had an endless supply of silk robes. “Do you like good whiskey, Cully?””Sure, when I can get it. Which is not often.””You, well, we’re both in for a rare treat tonight.” We were back in the living room admiring the view of the cataracts as we waited the expiration of the hour wait. Henri had been rummaging thru a closet there. “I’ve been saving this for such an occasion. A bottle of Canadian Club. I received this many years ago. I’ve forgotten the exact circumstances. A gift I believe, perhaps Christmas if memory serves. It’s a special anniversary reserve. Cully, if you’ll break the seal I will find us some glasses.”I broke it, unscrewed the cap and took a sniff. “Oh, papa, this is excellent. I’m not an expert, but, this is special. I’m positive of that.””Ah, yes, these will do splendidly. Barnaby left some glasses here in the bottom of the cart.” I poured forth, a healthy double for us both. “Papa, we should permit this to breath, but, let’s just bolt it, I don’t want to get Girl upset on her wedding night.””All depends, Cully, if one likes their face slapped.” It was good to laugh openly with another man. I’d missed that part of living close to home and sharing laughter with my father.”To good whiskey, good fathers, and to my papa.””Cully, my finest son.” We touched glasses.It burned all the way down-then warmed my soul inside and out. “Sacre bleu, papa!””You can say that again, my so…”The bedroom door opened with just a mild whine from a dry hinge.”Papa, did you hear tha…””Cully, bring the CC.””Qui, papa, and if you have a styptic pencil handy I’d appreciate it.”Chapter 68.Katie-Girl was standing in front of the window facing away from the Falls. A metamorphosis had occurred. First off, Girl had found more candles. The room was afire. She was dressed in white, a beautiful full length nightgown, almost a wedding dress. I’d never seen this back home. Her hair was brushed out and laid gently about her shoulders. There was no make-up, just her natural beauty.”I brought this for our second honeymoon we were going to have in New York City, Cully. After the footy pajamas on our wedding night I thought this would be perfect.”I’d always believed the footy pajamas was her mother’s idea, but, I didn’t make an issue of it that night. “Cully, Girl is just 16. Be extra kind.” My mom, the night before the wedding.”Yes, mama.” Her son.”I want us to be married tonight. All three of us. And while we are here you’ll be my boyfriend, Cully, and papa will be my husband. For me, Cully, for Katie-Girl?”That voice, that girlish, feminine code I could never resist. It drew me in each time. “Of course, baby, whatever you want.””Will you be my husband, papa? I will make you a fine wife, won’t I, Cully?””Qui.” Him.”Yes.” Me.”Come to me, papa.” The bed was between us.”First the marriage ceremony must take place.” Henri held fast beside me as his voice held conviction.”Yes, papa, I just want to be with you again. I’ve wanted to be with you ever since the wax museum. Tell us, papa, guide Cully and I. We are your c***dren.”Henri paused for more than a few moments. I think he was seriously considering jettisoning the marriage ceremony altogether and getting on with the wedding night.”Cully, let me have the CC.” I obeyed. “There is a knife there in the top dresser drawer on the right side.” He spoke to me but his eyes never left my wife’s. “It is a switchblade so be aware.”An M1 and a switchblade knife all in the same week. I’d done something right. I’d heard of switchblades, but, they were i*****l where we came from. I remembered the one from “12 Angry Men.” Where Henry Fonda had taken it from his pocket, triggered it, then stuck it into the wooden table top. This one was a beauty. The handle was black and it was not plastic. I thought immediately of onyx. Being male I knew instinctively how to activate the blade. It ignited with a cruel snap, the long blade flashing in the intense candle-light. Instinctively, I too wanted to stick it in something, but, I resisted this instinct.”Cleanse the blade in a candle flame, my son. Girl, come to papa.”Conveniently there was a candle right there and I ran the blade back and forth thru the flame. Girl walked around the bed and stood before Henri. “Papa, I don’t want to wait. I want to be with you all nigh…”Henri put his finger to his lips and silenced Girl. He then opened the bottle of CC and poured a full half glass of the strong liquor. Added another portion then set the bottle on the floor at his feet.”Cully, stand next to your wife.”I obeyed.”Cool the blade, my son.”I obeyed. A wicked sizzle occurred as the blade cut thru the strong whiskey. “Bare your breasts, Girl.”Katie curtsied just a smidge. “Qui, papa.” They were truly magnificent in the candle light.”We will consecrate in blood the bond of our union. Cully, cut papa.” He held his left index finger out. I never hesitated nor flinched. I took the blade and cut him across the tip. Like I’d done such a thousand times. blood surfaced in the candle light. I’d quit stewing the moment Henri had assured me he’d never fail either Girl nor myself. I’d never enjoyed a stronger conviction and greater confidence in another person in my life. He pressed his thumb against the finger and drained a half dozen or so droplets of his blood into the goblet of Canadian Club.”I will now submerge my sacrifice and cleanse it in the alcohol.””Papa, please. For me, papa. For your little girl.” Girl opened her mouth just enough-then licked her lips.”Merci, my most precious c***d. My little girl will serve as charter conduit to our marriage service. Girl will be the vessel between man and woman. She will take from man and give back to him what is ours.”Feed my darling girl.” Just the tip, to the first knuckle did Henri enter Girl’s mouth. Her hazel eyes lit, watered, and danced in the fierce candle light as she suckled and drank from his line of blood. I was next and in mirror image followed suit. I cut myself, bled into the goblet then permitted my wife to suckle my digit, her tongue extremely active. I felt the roiling in my groin, my penis struggling against my underwear. “Cut our wife, Cully. Deeper then you’ve cut either husband. Girl’s blood is the most crucial and must be dominant in the mixture.”I am ready, papa. I am a strong girl. I am a good woman. I am girl and woman enough for both husbands. Je promets, mes amours. Cut me deeply, Cully.”She never hesitated nor flinched. I cut her deep, her blood sprang forth. Not a rivulet, but a steady dropping of serum into the dark Canadian liquid. “Feed the first, Girl. Cully will always be first. His place is sure and set. Forever. Girl.”As I suckled Girl’s finger and swallowed the bounty it poured forth she whispered softly a chant again, and again, and again… “I love Cully. I love Cully. I love Cully.””Feed the second, Girl. My place is sure and set. Forever. Miles and years-countries and borders-time and place are insignificant. They matter not. They hold no value. Not to us. To us. Girl.”As Henri suckled Girl’s finger she whispered softly a chant again, and again, and again…”Merci papa. Merci papa. Merci papa.””We shall now in turn drink from the cup. The communion of our souls into a singular body our boundless charge. A steeled combination of one against the years and the miles and the temporal forces that will challenge and wage against us. We shall go on. We shall persevere.” Henri’s eyes had filled with tears. He’d meant what he’d said. But, it would be futile unless Girl and I were equal to his challenge, to his charge. “Girl, you’ll take from the cup. Then my son. Finally your papa.”The glare of 50 candles lit upon Girl then and her eyes had filled like papa’s. “I will never stop, papa. I will never stop, Cully. As long as breath lives in me I will live for both of you. I vow this on our wedding night. It will never end.” She closed her eyes then, the tears released and cascaded down her cheeks as she drank heartily from the cup.”I will endeavor to match the strength and the resolve of our wife and my papa. I will do this with every fiber of my being. I too, like Girl, will never stop. Ever. I, Cully Clarke vow this.” Girl’s hands were shaking as she handed me the goblet. I drank from it, the strong whiskey and our serum making for a heady mixture.”I will lead my c***dren. It will be my greatest pleasure-my finest hour. This time, my son, I will not fail love.” His eyes found mine. “My c***dren will never turn and find their papa absent, nor neglectful. The clock, the miles will be without threat. I will render them impotent. I have and will wield the power to provide our union a bedrock of solidarity and contentment. Like my little girl, and my son, as long as I draw breath I will lead us. Until there are no more tomorrows.” Henri drained the goblet, his eyes sparkling in the glow of the candles.”No more tears, my little doe. My only son. We celebrate our marriage. A renewal of vows taken once and now once more.”Henri led with his command to stop the tears. Katie caught my eye, we straightened our shoulders and obeyed our papa.”Papa, please nurse here, while Cully is here. Please, Cully. It will calm our hearts and enable our night. There is no rush.” She intertwined her slim fingers in our hair and drew us to her breasts. As we nursed Girl whispered to us, of deeds and promises, vows and epitaphs of love, desire and commitment. She held us tenderly but firmly. And she’d been true. There was no rush.

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