"Hm?..." he smiled a little knowingly at Jess, his heart
jumping around inside his pericardium from his anticipation
and the drug.
        She took his hand, then Felecia's, led them into the
bedroom, got them all taking off each others' clothes, then
into the shower together.
        (Now, I have asked Kit to walk me through this. Several
times. Things like this just do not happen to me. And he not
only had Jessica, but then Flece too! Is life fair? He kind of
couldn't remember that night, he says still. Well, thank you
pard. But, funny how he can remember everything else. O, he
tells some things some times. Lord, I mean, like the
simultaneous fellatio. If this were to happen to everyman, who
would be able to calculate the world's fate, A? Someday, I
supppose, I will hear the whole story of this night and be
authorized to relate it. But then, Kit is already a little gun shy
of the moral majority breathing heavily down our necks. He
did tell me, though, about hearing Charles Keating - you know,
Mister Savings and Loan Junk Bond Guy - at a citizens for
decent literature meeting one night when our Kitster was a
wondrous lad of 12 and already abused by a priest. Ah, the
good old days. Of course, he had heard Charlie had been a
World War Two combat pilot in the Pacific, so his sentiments
there are a little mixed. But, again, Kit, Jess and Flee chose to
keep the X version for a later release. And are sorry for any
frustration.)
        Anyway, Felecia is just about as darn beautiful, built and
sexy as Jessy. And Kit just says it was indescribable and
ineffable. Joy unknown to words. He knew he was the most
fortunate man in the world, however. And so, back to our
story, they cleaned up really good and then, out of the shower
and towels, went at it a lot more in the feathers, then actually
got to sleep later.
        Kit woke around 4, though. The worry over the agent
and the girls' safety was paramount in his mind. He checked
in with Pute, but there was no news. He refueled the fires,
then got the satchel out of the closet and set up the holograph
projectors on the floor, Jessy watching him out of one eye
and he winking back at her, and put the transmitter on the
table by the bed and typed some stuff into Pute. Then he
walked out to the kitchen to look out the panes.
        Jess came out to join him. "You worried, darlin'?" she
asked so sweetly as she put her arms around him and kissed
his shoulder.
        "Yeah...I'm sorry," and embraced her as she sashayed
into her familiar position in front of him and he wrapped his
arms around her. "Pute didn't have anything new...but that's
no guarantee..." and looked outside over the ranchyard.
"There're bad people out there, maj....I mean, we have guns
here, but...well...you know...I've been figurin' on flyin' you
two home or to Key West today...to be safe...."
        "O...sweetheart...I know this is a lot of pressure....I
know how concerned you are for us and the others here....
But we can fly Romeo all around...and find someplace to
hide...so there'll be no problem for Maria and Julian and the
kids if anyone does come. Please, honey, ease up a little.
We can make it. And I'm not leaving and you can't make
me," sounding like a little kid with her last words. She
turned around, kissed him and put her arms around him as
he did again around her, their naked bodies rejoicing in it as
she rested her head against his strong chest.
        "God, Jess...you're...just...God...."
        "Man...your pedestals sure are somethin', Hotey."
        "So are your's, highness. So are your's....How's Flee
...by the way...about all of this?
        "She agrees with me. She feels honored to be involved.
And excited. But she's a little scared, though it can get harrier
before we're too scared...."
        "You guys are really bravc."
        "Yup," she smiled, lifting her head off his chest to look
up. Well, the cold got to their naked skin soon enough,
especially their darn toes and feet, and the Chief and
Goldenswan were nowhere to be seen. Nor were any bad
guys. So they ambled back to bed and jolted Felecia with
their frigging frigid flesh and had quick orgasms before more
sleep.
        They woke well after sunrise all cuddled together and
started affectioning aplenty and slaking their carnal urges.
Kit, though, rolled over, keyed up Pute, stopping P's phone
work, and pressed the transmitter button. They heard the
chip crunching inside Puter, then the projectors showed
"Alex" and "Joan of Arcness" in the middle of the room.
Naked as bluejays. (Or any other birds, for that matter.)
        "WOW!" the girls both yayed verily.
        "Hola, WPO guys..." Pute had the images saying
together, "...you've got to come up with the message for
Monument Valley, though we know that IS a little way off
..." as the images smiled in the direction of the bed.
        Then "Joan" said, "so, guys, we were thinking maybe
it's something like this, no?:
        "Hello, people of the world. We're just holograms, but
announcing the World Peace Government, which will be
made up of all of you when you give your signatures. Your
governments have had our declaration, constitution and plan
for almost two months and have not acted on it or not even
responded to our Executives. So, tonight we're asking you to
rise and claim the world you want for YOU and all your
children to come. Sign the declaration and show your
governments that you want your world without war and you
want your leaders coming up with much better ways to spend
your money now wasted on militaries...and that it's time for
real peace."
        Then "Al" added, "so, be with us. Sign the declaration
and, sure, go ahead, have more farking sex," Puter threw at
our three.
        Then the "royals" said together, "so...whattaya guys
think?"
        The girls were laughing and congratulating Kit on his
work as Jess picked up Putey and keyed in that he had gotten
them laughing and that the message - and picture - were real
bueno. Then she went right to asking if there was any news
and P had a little. The agent's requests to NRO were
completely stalled, at least for the time being, thanks a lot to
more of Puter the Great's work, P shared with them. He had
put more sex calls on the suit's computer and NSA phone
lines. "Couldn't think of anything new," the Chipman
explained.
        "Good work!" Jess typed in, and Kit suggested adding
communications with China, Iraq, Iran, Libya, North Korea
and Cuba to the guy's computer com, though not all at once,
and subtly making his bosses aware. Pute said he would try
it.
        Then Flece started telling them about the "dream" she
had remembered of seeing an "Indian" man and woman -
and horse! - standing by the fireplace, and remembered that
she had looked around but hadn't seen Jess and Kit in bed
with her. The guys quizzed her on it, but that's all she had
remembered, besides being scared. So Jess told her about
Kit seeing the Chief and Heart, and then her own "vision
thing", and Felecia was again reeling from unreal overload.
And the guys were wondering if Flece's "viz" had happened
when they had been at the door looking for the Spirits.
        "That's a real good sign, though, Flee," Jess offered.
"I bet they were saying you're accepted too...and introducing
themselves."
        "Or looking for you guys..." Flece suggested, still a
little uneasy.
        "Uh...no...I'm pretty sure they'd know if we were in the
kitchen or not..." Jess answered, then gave a perplexed look
to Kit, who just shrugged. "Were you awake?" Jessy inquired
further of Flee.
        "I'm not sure....I was awake at some time...but I don't
know if that was it...or when...."
        "I know exactly what you mean, cowgirl," and Jess
hugged her best friend. And felt her goosebumps.
        Well, they decided to join the others in the mine, which
was the plan. So they dressed after quick orgasms, naturally,
grabbed bananas in the kitchen (that no one remembered
buying), Kit got the beeper and they hiked up the mountain,
in the thaw mud, the dogs joining them from their patrols
around the ranch, and Felecia was blown ecstaticly away as
they reached the back of the mine. Dum-farking-founded,
she was.
        The Gold vein was almost eight feet in diameter, and the
Silver vein was still completely around it! Everyone was in
there picking, shoveling and boxing away as they walked in and
greeted our guys with the more or less standard, "glad
somebody could get their beauty sleep" and similar jokes. Then
Jess and Kit laughingly gave their partners a break from the
picks and shovels and Flece took over for Mari on the boxes.
They traded back and forth until lunch, although Ri and Es went
down before then to guard the stead, taking some of the dogs
with them, and to start on the food.
        The ones back at the mine loaded up Jul's truck with the
loaded boxes, then sloshed down the muddy mountainside and
stashed the boxes in the shed. Kit and the girls checked that the
primer was dry on Juliet, then joined everyone on the veranda
for lunch and Kit called Wallace, who said he would be right up
to help with the painting.
        "Sonia and Emilio will be here manana!" Ria announced.
        "Bueno! Muy bueno!" Kit answered. "We'll have to get
started on the new cabin then!"
        "And get some more firewood," Juli noted.
        "Si, and finish the fence," Jul added.
        "And the children's homework," Mari continued.
        "Aw, Madre," the kids moaned, practically in unison.
        "Aw nada," Julian reprimanded, taking another bite of his
enchilada and gulp of Frog. "Don't answer your Madre like that.
Tonight you two study, kino? People with abundancia must
have knowledge...justo, Kit?"
        "Muy justo, 'migo...tell them, ladies," Kit answered, turning
to Jess and Flee.
        Jess kidded, "heck now, don't ask us. We're tired of school
too. Maybe cuz it's...spring!"
        "Ahhhh, you bandida!" Julian kidded her back, "and you
probably side with her, no, Felecia?"
        "Si! It's a revolution," Flee giggled.
        Maria shook her head, smiling feintly as if hurt, then said,
"si, we know of revolutions. Revolution took our land and
members of our family...."
        "O no. I'm sorry, Maria. O my gosh...." Flece serioused
right up with the others.
        "Ria..." Jul gently chastised his wife's seriousness.
        "I haven't had time to tell her yet, Mar," Jess tried to
console. "I'm sorry it made you remember," getting up and going
over to Maria and hugging her.
        "It's all right, my miga's...don't feel badly, Felecia," Ri
answered, squelching her tears, both from her memories and her
happiness from the love from everyone there. "I just had that
feeling...that when things are going their best, be ready for
trouble."
        "Good advice, bella," Kit responded, leaning over and
kissing her temple.
        "Relax, mi corazon," Julian comforted his love, adding a
lot more in Spanish as Kit got the others back to plans and
precautions. The women all stayed with Mari to do the dishes,
straighten up and talk as Wallace drove into the yard and the
men got to painting and getting the new numbers on Juliet.

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