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JC: Ed Biggers
Part 4: Adjournment
Chapter 7
By
Lazlo Zalezac
Copyright (C) Lazlo Zalezac, 2004

The winter months had been busy ones for Ed. He had worked at 
the university, his consulting business had taken him all over the 
southwest, and he had brought down a fake charity organization. 
That didn't include his activities on the board of the Fusion 
Foundation, two trips to visit John at the Druid College, and 
several conferences where he had presented papers. His busy life 
had finally caught up to him and it was time to rest. 

Stopping by the office, he saw that Cathy was busy on the phone 
arranging for an end of semester party for the biology department 
on behalf of Leroy. He smiled at how well Leroy had stepped up to 
his responsibilities as a member of the Carter Clan. It had taken 
him ages to realize his own responsibilities, but Leroy had settled 
right into it. He waited for Cathy to get off the phone to make his 
request.

When she finished her call, she turned to look at Ed. He noticed 
that she looked a little tired. He asked, "Are you okay?"

"Just a little tired, that's all."

There was a slight dissonance in her voice. He asked, "What's the 
matter?"

Realizing that she wouldn't be able to hide the truth from Ed, 
Cathy answered, "It's been rather hard keeping up with all eight of 
you."

"Eight?"

"Yes, don't forget to include the kids."

Thinking about the demands upon her time, Ed wondered if they 
were going to have to hire an assistant for her. He asked, "Do you 
need some help?"

Cathy smiled and answered, "I've also been helping Walt and 
George proof-read their manuscript. I'll get a little more rest when 
that is done."

"They have a manuscript?" asked Ed surprised at the news. He had 
known they were working on a book, but hadn't known they had 
made that much progress. Considering how much the two men 
argued over every little detail, he had figured it would take them a 
lifetime.

"Yes, they sold their idea for a book. Actually, they sold the idea 
for a whole series of books," replied Cathy with a little pride at 
their accomplishment.

"That's good news. I had no idea they were that far along."

"Yes, lots of books coming out of this household lately."

"When is Linda's book coming out?"

"Next month."

"Has anyone arranged a celebration for her?" asked Ed. 

"Kelly has already set up a party at the library and I've already 
arranged everyone's schedule to be there."

The telephone rang and Cathy turned to answer it. It was Jim 
calling to discuss some legal issues that were important to the 
family. That was a little more important than idle talk or arranging 
for his trip. Ed realized that she was going to busy for the next 
twenty minutes and made a gesture to get her attention. When she 
turned to face him, he said, "I'll be back in half an hour."

She nodded and went back to the call. Ed wandered up to the 
security center and found George sitting behind the console 
watching the cameras and testing the sensors as Bob walked 
around the property. Sitting down in a chair next to George, Ed 
watched him at work. It was only a few minutes before Bob had 
completed his circuit around the building and went on to his duties.

George turned to face Ed and said, "Sorry, I wanted to finish the 
sensor tests. Bob is rather busy getting ready for his wedding and I 
don't like to waste his time."

Ed had forgotten about the pending wedding and still hadn't come 
up with an appropriate wedding present. Nodding, Ed said, "I 
imagine that he and Marguerite have a lot on their minds right 
now."

"You can say that again. She's been interviewing cooks to take her 
place while she's gone."

"How are things going for you?"

"Fine. I'm happier here than I was in the army and I never thought I 
would say that."

Ed was pleased to hear the truth of his words. The last security 
specialist had sold them out and nearly got the rest of the staff, 
John, and Kelly killed. There was one area that he had a remaining 
concern about and he didn't know how to ask the question. Instead, 
he said, "I heard that you and Walt are publishing a series of 
books."

George sat back and smiled as he said, "Yes, we are. I can tell you 
this, three years ago I would never have thought of doing that. I 
really enjoy working with Walt. He's a smart guy."

"So you don't have any problems with him or his sexuality?"

Looking over Ed with amusement, George answered, "Oh, you 
mean the fact that he is a part time faggot?"

Ed didn't like the way that George put it and said, "That isn't a nice 
thing to say."

"I'm one now, so that isn't a problem. We've been doing each other 
for about a year now, usually at the request of Cathy and Sarah."

Ed laughed at the revelation. He commented, "Amazing what 
women can get a man to do."

"Yes, it is," remarked George. 

Standing to leave, Ed said, "I'll let you get to your work. I'm glad 
you're enjoying it here."

George nodded and went back to work. With the arrival of the 
children, he had been researching ways to better protect them from 
kidnappers that might use them for financial gain. He was waiting 
for Ling to show up so they could discuss some of the devices he 
had found.

As Ed left, he passed Ling on her way into the security center. 
Stopping her, he asked, "What's up?"

"I'm going to meet with George on how to protect the kids. We've 
been working together for a long time."

That his children might be kidnapped because they were rich had 
never occurred to Ed. As he thought about it, he knew that 
recovery wouldn't be an issue. A single call to Annette Baker and 
they would know within minutes where the kids were located. The 
real problem was keeping them from getting injured. He 
commented, "Finding them if they are taken won't be a problem. 
We do have some resources that others do not."

Ling glared at Ed and said, "I don't trust people alone. I want more 
than one way to locate them."

"I don't trust people alone, but I do trust the Gods and the 
Goddesses," replied Ed with patience. There was no doubt in his 
mind that this answer wouldn't satisfy Ling. He predicted her next 
comment would be about the injuries that John and he had suffered 
in their service. 

"Right. You and John get beat up more than I do when I'm 
competing against the best fighters in the world."

Shaking his head at a difference that would never be resolved, Ed 
replied, "I'll let you two get on with it."

Concerned for the future, he watched as Ling entered the security 
center. Anyone that attempted to harm the kids when she was 
around had better be prepared to die a painful death because she 
wasn't going to stop hurting them until they were dead. He wasn't 
sure how he felt about that.

Searching for Sarah, Ed went down to the laundry room where she 
usually hung out when not cleaning elsewhere in the house. She 
wasn't there, but Walt was. Kneeling down on the floor, he had a 
hand thrust under the washing machine working on it.  Surprised, 
Ed asked, "What's wrong with the washer?"

"Oh, it just needed to be leveled. This is just a little preventive 
maintenance."

"I never heard of doing that."

"Sometimes they shift after years of use and it is a good idea to 
level it."

"Oh. I heard that you were publishing a book with George."

Walt checked the level sitting atop the washer. Satisfied, he stood 
up as he answered, "Yes, it's just about finished."

"You must be proud of it."

Rubbing his hands together to remove any dust, he said, "I am very 
proud of it. I've really enjoyed working on it with George. He 
should have been a commissioned officer."

"So are you happy working here?"

"Yes, I am."

Satisfied that things were going all right, Ed asked, "So where is 
Sarah?"

"She's upstairs cleaning the nursery."

"Thanks."

Walt looked at Ed for a moment and then said, "You must be 
planning on being out of town for a while."

Surprised by the accuracy of the observation, Ed asked, "How did 
you know?"

Laughing, Walt said, "You always make a tour of the entire staff 
before you go somewhere asking each of us if we are happy here."

Ed had not realized that his survey over the state of the household 
was that obvious. After he had failed to follow up on his doubts 
about Greg, that man had almost lead to a disaster. As it was, Bob 
still had medial problems with his neck from that incident. He felt 
like he needed to answer the charge and said, "Yes, I'm planning 
on going away for a little while to get some rest. After Bob was 
hurt, I don't want anyone put at risk again, so I guess I do tend to 
grill people about their job satisfaction."

Walt shrugged and said, "In the military, a commander that doesn't 
make sure that things are in good order before leaving the base 
isn't much of a commander."

Smiling, Ed replied, "I just like to make sure my home is safe 
before I go out."

Walt smiled and said, "Go question Sarah so you can rest easy on 
your trip."

Shaking his head, Ed left the laundry room and headed over to the 
nursery. It had been a while since he had been in the nursery. 
Stepping into it, he saw that a toddler bed had replaced the cribs. 
The walls were still colorful and the diaper changing station was 
still in place. The single bed that had been used by whichever adult 
had been watching over the babies at night was in place. Cameras 
covered the beds and baby monitors were situated to watch and 
hear everything going on in the room. 

Sarah was in the nursery wiping down the surface of the changing 
station. It was obvious that she came in here everyday to clean. 
The room was clean enough to eat off the floors. He watched her 
work, her naked body moving and her long black hair swaying as 
she wiped the top. Her breasts swung in time to her work. It was a 
very nice sight and one that he had appreciated many times in the 
past. She turned and found him watching her. With a smile, she 
asked, "Do you like what you see?"

Blushing at having been caught, Ed answered, "Yes, I do."

"What are you going to do about it?"

Licking his lips, he said, "I'm going to go find Linda."

"Smart answer," said Linda from behind him. She had seen him 
making his rounds and followed him to the nursery. Her arrival had 
coincided with Sarah's comment. 

Ed nearly jumped a foot off the floor at the sound of Linda behind 
him. Recovering, he said, "I didn't know you were behind me."

Linda looked over at Sarah and said, "Tell him you love working 
here so that he can finish his duties and I can have a little fun with 
him."

Sarah asked, "Is he going out of town again?"

"Don't you guys have anything better to do than talk about me?" 
asked Ed.

"Yes, he is," answered Linda to Sarah's question. 

"Nope," answered Sarah to Ed's question.

"Now tell him you love it here."

"I love it here."

At that, Linda pulled Ed away from the nursery and over to the 
corner. She dropped down to her knees and pulled the robe over 
her head. With just a little effort, she fished his hardening cock out 
of his pants. Seconds after it was freed from his pants, she had 
locked her lips around it. Looking down, Ed couldn't see Linda as 
she was totally covered by his robe. Looking up, he found a 
smiling Sarah posing at the door with a finger rubbing her slit. 
Seeing that she had his attention, Sarah shook her head so that her 
long hair covered her breasts. 

With so many of the women in the house having short hair, Ed had 
discovered that he was very attracted to long hair. Linda and Sarah 
both had long hair that came down to the middle of their backs. 
Sarah knew how to use hers to her best advantage. The duel 
eroticism of the situation was having the desired effect on Ed. 
Watching Sarah while Linda sucked his cock was too much for 
him to resist. Within two minutes of Linda putting her mouth 
around his cock, he was filling it with his come. She stayed down 
there for much longer making sure that his cock was completely 
clean.

Ed sagged against the corner, barely able to stand. Looking up at 
Sarah, he could tell that she was disappointed that he had already 
finished. She was just starting to get worked up and now the show 
was over. Linda crawled out from under his robe and wiping the 
corners of her mouth with her finger, said, "I love the taste of your 
come."

Even though her words rang true, he didn't need his truth sense to 
know that. She would give a blowjob at the least little excuse and 
she was very good at it. The husbands swore that she loved giving 
a blowjob more than any other sex act and not one of them could 
claim to last more than three minutes with her sucking their cock.  
There was hardly a day that went by in which she didn't give Ed a 
blowjob.

Pouting, Sarah said, "You could have taken your time. I didn't even 
get near an orgasm and you had polished him off."

Looking back at her cousin, Linda said, "Would you have 
preferred if I let him fuck you and then got the come out of you?"

"You bet your war bonnet," replied Sarah with a grin at the idea.

"I'll do that next time," remarked Linda with total seriousness.

Ed knew that the next time he was with Linda, he'd be with Sarah 
as well. He asked, "Linda, how is it that you can give me a three 
hour orgasm whenever you want and then give me a blow job that 
lasts less than two minutes?"

She smiled and said, "When I start sucking, I can't wait to get your 
come in my mouth. When I start fucking, I want it to last forever."

Shaking his head in disbelief, he said, "I like it either way."

Linda smiled as she skipped away, hoping to find Leroy. Sarah 
shook her head and said, "She really loves come. And to think that 
I was the black sheep of the family."

Laughing at her assessment, Ed replied, "I guess we corrupted 
her."

Ed returned to the office to find that Cathy was off the phone. 
Sitting down, he said, "I want to take a trip somewhere and I'd like 
to leave tomorrow."

"Are you thinking of the cabin where you worked on your 
dissertation?"

"That's a good idea. Sure."

Cathy checked the rolodex and said, "It might take me a little time 
to arrange that. I don't know if the owners have rented it out."

Frowning at the idea of having to postpone his trip, Ed asked, 
"Can't you call them and ask?"

Even before he had finished asking his question, Cathy had dialed 
the number. He listened as she talked to the owners. The 
conversation went back and forth without sufficient information on 
his side to know what was the likely outcome. The tension was 
almost too much for him. The problem wasn't that he had his heart 
set on the cabin as a destination, but it was the only one that he 
could identify. When she hung up, she looked over at him and said, 
"You can go there tomorrow, but you'll have to air out the cabin. 
It's been closed up all winter."

Pleased with the outcome, Ed said, "No problem. Can you arrange 
a flight there?"

"Private jet?"

"Commercial jet is fine. I'll go first class though," answered Ed as 
he recalled the last time that he had traveled in the back of the 
plane.

"Okay, I'll arrange two seats for you."

"Two?"

"Of course, Linda was already here and said she was going with 
you." 

That surprised Ed, particularly since he hadn't asked her to go with 
him. While he would not have thought that spending a week or 
more in a cabin on a lake as something she would enjoy, he wasn't 
about to complain. He had wondered if he would be able to talk 
anyone into going there with him. He asked, "Does she even know 
where I'm going?"

Cathy smiled as she answered his question. "She suggested it."

Somehow, Ed felt that he was getting maneuvered into something, 
but he wasn't sure what it was. Rather than question it, he replied, 
"Okay. Let me know when you get the travel arrangements 
completed."

"I'll see if I can rent a Hugger for you," said Cathy with a secret 
smile.

"Thanks."

Leaving the office, Ed went to the kitchen where Marguerite was 
preparing lunch. Seeing that there weren't any kids around, he 
fixed himself an iced tea. He sat in one of the chairs around the 
kitchen table and watched Marguerite dance. Smiling, he 
commented, "It's always great to watch you cook even if it is some 
kind of concoction best fed to the dogs."

Marguerite grinned at Ed as she replied, "What was it that you said 
when I won first place this year?"

After taking a sip of his iced tea, he answered, "I think it was 
something to the effect that you fooled them."

"Right. You were jumping up and down so much that they almost 
threw you out."

At least Ed had the grace to blush. He had gotten carried away 
when she won this year, much to the amusement of the others in 
the room. Embarrassed, he said, "You aren't going to let me forget 
that, are you?"

"Not when you start calling my cooking dog food."

"I surrender. You are the best cook in the world."

Marguerite laughed as she replied, "I wish I had a tape of you 
saying that."

"So what is that mess you're creating?"

"It is called lunch."

Shaking his head, Ed asked, "So what are the major ingredients in 
this mystery food?"

"Arsenic, Cyanide, Mercury, and a few other toxins," replied 
Marguerite enjoying herself tremendously at Ed's expense.

Laughing, Ed replied, "I'll eat after my official taster tries the 
food."

"And who is that?"

"Bob!" replied Ed knowing that she would never endanger her 
fianc�e.

"Oh no you don't!" replied Marguerite in mock horror.

"Okay, so what are you cooking?"

"Soup to go with some sandwiches," replied Marguerite. Seeing 
the look of glee on his face, she added, "The soup is not from a can 
and the sandwiches are on homemade bread."

"Darn, I was hoping to have something decent to eat."

Smiling to herself, she threw her towel at Ed and went back to 
work. Bob came in a few minutes later and, after seeing the towel 
on the table, asked, "Which one of you killed the referee?"

As Ed pointed at Marguerite, she pointed at him. Bob burst out 
laughing knowing that their jibes at each other were just their way 
of playing. He knew that if anyone else ever criticized Marguerites 
cooking, Ed would be all over him or her in a minute. Every year, 
Ed entered her into the most prestigious cooking contest for private 
Chef's.  Marguerite knew that Ed took more interest in her cooking 
than anyone in the house. Half of the time, Marguerite cooked 
dishes she knew or thought Ed would enjoy. Ed said, "Did you 
know that your duties now include being my official Food Taster?"

Bob made a gesture like a man dying of poison as he screamed, 
"Awk!"

Laughing, Marguerite said, "Enough of that."

In a more serious tone of voice, Ed asked, "So what can I give you 
for a wedding present?"

"You already gave it to us," replied Bob surprised by the question. 
Ed had already given them the diamond for the wedding ring. 

"What? You mean the diamond?"

Marguerite shook her head and said, "Yeah, that little diamond. 
You know, the one that is worth about forty thousand dollars."

"Are you sure you don't want something else?"

"No," replied Marguerite. She said, "You may have another 
marriage taking place here, though."

"Oh, who?" asked Ed surprised that this was the first he had heard 
about it.

Marguerite looked over at Ed surprised that he hadn't heard 
anything until now. With a grin, she said, "It looks like Cathy, 
Sarah, George, and Walt have formed an informal group marriage. 
There is talk that they might make it official."

"Really?"

"Yes, really," replied Bob. 

Ed didn't know what to make of the news, but it did explain a little 
about the current situation between Walt and George. 
Undoubtedly, the two women had chosen to model their marriage 
after that of the Carter Clan. This would take a little time for him 
to process. He refilled his iced tea glass from the pitcher in the 
refrigerator and returned to the table. Shaking his head, he said, "I 
don't know what to say."

"How about, I'm very surprised?" asked Marguerite with a grin.

"I've very surprised," answered Ed.

Kelly came into the kitchen and said, "Here you are. I've been 
looking for you all over."

"Sorry, I didn't know you were back," replied Ed.

"You know aren't supposed to drink tea when the kids can see you. 
If you want something to drink, have some milk."

"That's why I'm drinking it in here."

Kelly said, "I've been with the kids all morning. It's your turn to 
watch them while I get ready for lunch."

Slowly standing up, Ed asked, "Where are the kids?"

"Linda is watching them in the living room."

"Great, I'll be here for lunch with the kids." Leaving the kitchen, 
Ed went directly to the informal living room. 

When he arrived in the living room, Beth was playing with a doll 
that was undressed. Every time Linda tried to dress it, Beth would 
take the doll away from her. Frustrated, Beth said, "The lady 
doesn't wear clothes."

The comment caused Ed to stop in his tracks. Going over to the toy 
box, he pulled out a sheet of paper and the crayons. Putting the 
paper on the coffee table, Ed said, "Beth, would you like to draw 
the lady for me?"

After going to the coffee table, Beth spent the next few minutes 
drawing a very careful picture. Ed watched as she drew a circle of 
trees and a naked lady in the middle of the glade. The lady was 
clearly naked, as Beth had included nipples and pubic hair in the 
picture.

Little John stopped playing with his toy cars and came over to look 
at the picture. He pointed and said, "The lady."

Crudely drawn with purple trees and an orange woman, Ed knew 
that it represented the Goddess. This was the first time that the 
children had given real evidence that they were aware of the 
Goddess. He asked, "Can I send this picture to Daddy John?"

"Yes!" screamed Beth excited to be sending something to the 
father that she didn't get to see very often. 

Ed didn't want to make any promises, but he was sure that once 
John saw the picture that he would want the kids to come to the 
college. Looking over at Linda, Ed said, "Don't dress the doll. It's 
important to her."

Looking at Ed in surprise, Linda replied, "Okay. I don't see what 
the big deal is."

"I'll tell you about it later," said Ed as he stared at the picture. After 
studying it for several minutes, he held the picture out to Beth and 
asked, "Is something missing?"

Beth looked at the picture and then took it from Ed. With her 
tongue sticking out, she drew a loop with a dot at the bottom 
hanging from the hand of the woman. Nodding his head, Ed knew 
that Beth was drawing the Goddess holding a medallion in her 
hand. She handed it back to Ed and said, "Send it to Daddy John."

"The Lady. The Lady," shouted Little John as he tried to dance. 
His little legs were not up to it and he fell. 

Kneeling to help John stand up, Ed said, "Let's take this to Cathy 
so she can send it to Daddy John."

He followed behind Beth and Little John as they led the way to the 
office. Beth handed the picture to Cathy and said, "For Daddy 
John."

As Cathy leaned down to take the picture, Ed said, "Ship it 
overnight, earliest delivery possible."

The instructions surprised Cathy as the kids normally collected a 
number of pictures before they sent it to John. She looked at the 
picture blankly. It didn't mean anything special to her. Cathy, 
hoping to praise Beth, said, "That's a nice picture of Sarah."

"Lady, not Sarah," said Little John correcting her. 

Beth frowned at the mistake in understanding her picture. Ed 
noticed and said, "Cathy hasn't ever seen the lady."

"Oh," said Beth. Deciding that it was an honest mistake, she said, 
"Sarah has no clothes too."

"Right," said Ed.
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