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JC: Ed Biggers
Part 4: Adjournment
Chapter 9
By
Lazlo Zalezac
Copyright (C) Lazlo Zalezac, 2004

So far, the trip to the cabin was everything that Ed needed. Five 
days of sex with Linda, fishing, sleeping, and eating had brought 
him to a point where he felt refreshed and ready to take on the 
world once again. They still had two days left on their vacation and 
Ed felt that his energy levels could only get better. 

A storm was brewing on the horizon, bringing with it gusts of wind 
that threatened to chill them. The unusually cool day for late spring 
prevented casual nudity, so both of them were dressed as they sat 
on the porch.  Ed watched the storm clouds gather, wondering 
what a storm in this area would be like. Deciding that it was likely 
they would spend the whole day in the cabin, he got out of his 
chair to bring in enough firewood so that he wouldn't have to run 
out into the rain. Linda watched him work knowing that if she 
offered to help carry in wood, that he would turn her down. 

Satisfied with the amount of firewood stacked on the porch, Ed sat 
down and said, "Do you want lunch in town?"

"If we miss lunch today, people will talk," replied Linda. Ed had 
slowly thawed the wall of silence that had greeted them their first 
time in town. It was hard not to like Ed when he was relaxed and 
genuinely interested in the lives of everyone around him. 

Laughing at the concern for the locals, Ed said, "We can't upset our 
audience."

Driving into town, Ed watched the sky overhead darken as the 
clouds thickened. By the time they reached town, flashes of 
lightening appeared on the horizon. They made it into the diner 
before the rain started to fall in large heavy drops. Entering the 
diner, a number of patrons shouted, "Hi Ed."

Ed raised a hand and waved to everyone as he replied, "Hi 
everyone. It looks like a little rain is headed this way."

One of the men at the counter turned and asked, "Are you always 
that prone to understatement?"

"Except when it comes to describing how beautiful my wife is, 
then words fail me," replied Ed. The statement was greeted with 
laughter around the room. 

Everyone glanced over at Linda, who blushed at the attention. She 
said, "Oh, Ed. You are such a flatterer."

The waitress, having come to know them a little better, led them to 
a table. She brought water and iced tea to the table without them 
having to ask for it. By now, the couple knew the menu by heart. 
Linda said, "I'll have the Chicken Fried Steak."

Ed said, "I'll have the stew."

The waitress smiled and went to the back to drop off their order. It 
was a few minutes later that she returned to the table. Once there, 
she said, "I heard that you were the guy that helped capture the 
serial killers a couple of years back."

As Ed looked down at the table, Linda realized that she would 
have to answer for him. She said, "Yes, he did. He was cut with a 
knife in his chest and on his back."

Looking out the window, Ed took a sip of his iced tea. A number 
of the other patrons there watched him and saw that he wasn't 
boasting about it. In a way, it made him more approachable. The 
waitress answered, "Oh wow. I didn't know that."

Linda looked across the table at her husband and said, "He doesn't 
like to talk about that kind of stuff. He'd rather know about how 
other people are doing."

"But he's a hero," said the waitress unable to understand why he 
wouldn't want to talk about it.

Ed turned and looked at the waitress with a smile. When he knew 
that he had her attention, Ed asked, "So what if I was a hero for 
one afternoon of my life? The rest of my life is spent working, 
playing with my kids, loving my wives, and visiting with my 
friends. That is what I'm proud about."

Understanding burst upon the waitress as she realized that he 
valued the things that everyone did rather than the extraordinary 
things that he had experienced. She said, "I see."

A number of other people nodded their heads in agreement. The 
weather outside turned horrible suddenly as rain came pouring 
down amid bolts of lightening striking the ground around them. Ed 
looked out the window and said, "Isn't nature amazing? Such 
power that it makes you feel like an ant."

Others in the room couldn't help but agree as a bolt of lightening 
struck outside the diner and the following crash of thunder 
deafened nearly everyone. When everyone could hear again, Linda 
asked, "Are you always that prone to understatement?"

The entire place burst out laughing. After that, the discussion in the 
diner turned to politics with people offering their differing 
positions on current events in the good-natured manner of people 
who knew each other and discussed the differences rather than 
exploring the commonalities. Ed listened to the discussions 
carefully taking a pulse of what a variety of people felt about the 
world around them. It was important to him to understand how 
others viewed current events. If it was his job to make the world a 
better place, then one had to understand what people thought a 
better place would be like. 

The discussion was interrupted when a couple entered the diner. 
They were soaked and water flew when they removed their jackets. 
The man looked up and, in a voice that carried through the whole 
dinner, said, "I heard there were a couple of lightening strikes 
about twenty miles from here that started a forest fire."

With a sudden shift from friendly patron to serious Druid, Ed 
looked up and, in a sharp voice, asked, "Are you sure about that?"

"Pretty sure," answered the man. The woman next to him was 
nodding her head. The man continued, "Heard it on the local radio 
as we pulled in here."

Pulling his cell phone from his pocket, Ed dialed the number for 
the Phoenix office of the Fusion Foundation. When the receptionist 
answered, Ed said, "May I speak with Ellen Faber?"

He was quiet for a moment until Ellen picked up the phone. With a 
slight pause, he asked, "Are you tracking any forest fires where I 
am?"

There was a moment of silence and then he said, "I just heard that 
a couple of lightening strikes started a fire up here."

As everyone in the room watched him talking on the phone, he 
said, "Put them on alert. I'm sure that it will get escalated if what 
I've been told are correct."

Listening to the reply from Ellen, Ed frowned and then smiled. He 
asked, "They can be here within thirty minutes?"

"Okay. I'm at the Blue Goose Diner," answered Ed. After slipping 
the cell phone back in his pocket, he looked around and noticed 
that everyone was looking at him. Embarrassed, he said, "I just 
called the Fusion Foundation to have them put on alert."

"You can do that?" asked the waitress amazed by what she had 
heard. If he was talking with the Fusion Foundation and was able 
to put them on alert, he must be much more powerful than she had 
thought.

"Anyone can do that," Ed answered. Seeing the looks on people's 
faces, he added, "I volunteer some of my time there. Other people 
really do all of the work."

The look on Linda's face conveyed significant incredibility at the 
way he had characterized his role. Others in the diner picked up on 
that and one of them said, "He's prone to understatement."

That brought a general laughter to the entire place. Their lunches 
arrived and the pair started eating as the conversation again flowed 
through the room. A common topic was the work that the Fusion 
Foundation was doing around the country. Almost everyone had 
seen at least one instance where someone they knew had been 
helped by the foundation. Battered wives, runaway children, 
medical help, and hospital facilities that wouldn't have been 
available otherwise made a difference to everyone. 

As Ed listened, he felt proud to be associated with such a fine 
organization that had made a real difference in the lives of ordinary 
people. His stew was very good and Linda appeared to enjoy her 
chicken fried steak, although she was only able to finish half of it. 
As Ed took another bite of his stew, Linda asked, "Are they 
coming here?"

The thought that she must have gone to a school for waitresses 
crossed his mind until he recalled that she used to be a waitress. Of 
course she had gone to that school, that was where people learned 
how to ask questions as soon as someone took a bite of food. 
Swallowing, he answered, "Yes, a spotter should be here in about 
five minutes now."

He waited to see if she was going to ask another question. When 
she didn't act like she was going to say something, he took another 
bite of his stew. Smiling at him, she asked, "Is he coming here to 
the diner?"

The look of frustration on his face caused her to burst out laughing. 
In response to his unasked question, she said, "Yes, I went to the 
school for waitresses. The first rule is to never ask a question until 
the patron has just put some food in their mouth."

After Ed swallowed, he said, "Yes, he's coming here after he 
checks out the area for a fire."

He pretended to take a bite of food as she asked, "Why is he 
coming here?"

"He wants to report to me directly if there is a fire, I guess," replied 
Ed as a smile broke over her face. 

The bad weather had subsided to a simple rainstorm as the wind 
died and the lighting ended. The leading edge of the front had 
passed and the storm subsided to a constant rain for the rest of the 
day that would leave everything soaked. As he was about to take 
another bite of his stew, Linda asked, "If it is raining, won't that 
put out any fires?"

"Not necessarily, it often rains during forest fires."

A man wearing a blue coverall with yellow backpack entered the 
diner. Everyone turned to look at him, recognizing immediately the 
uniform of the emergency response section of the Fusion 
Foundation. The man took only a minute to spot Ed and walked 
directly to him. Once at the table, the man said, "Dr. Biggers, there 
is a fire about twenty miles from here, but it has been contained. It 
is unlikely that it will encompass more than a couple of acres."

Accepting the news, Ed asked, "So there is no need to put 
everyone on alert?"

"No, the ground conditions are not right for a significant spread of 
the fire and the local fire departments can handle the situation. I'll 
stand by in case it gets out of control."

"Good, I'm glad to hear that. I'm sure that a few homeowners and 
businessmen in the area will be quite relieved," said Ed with a 
smile. 

The man relaxed a little and said, "By the way, sir, we received 
official notification of the fire two minutes after you called."

"Please call me Ed."

Looking around at all of the people staring at him, the man said, 
"I'll be going now."

"I'm sorry to have bothered you."

"No bother. I've always wanted to meet you. You've done a great 
job in setting up this service and I really enjoy being part of it."

"Much of the credit goes to others," replied Ed. Nodding, the man 
turned and left the diner as everyone watched him leave.

As soon as the man was out of the diner, all eyes turned to stare at 
Ed. One of the patrons said, "He's prone to understatement. 
Volunteered a little of his time? Sounds like he set it up to me."

Linda smiled and said, "He set up the Emergency Response 
Section. His late wife, Beth, set up the Medical Section."

One of the patrons looked at Ed and said, "Anything else you do 
that you tend to play down?"

"How can I answer that question without playing something up?"

The room laughed at the logic of his statement. The waitress asked, 
"So what is your favorite thing to do?"

As a broad smile spread across his face, Ed answered, "I love to 
spend time with my family. I have two great kids, two husbands, 
three wives, and more in-laws than I can count."

"So other than that?"

"I love to go rock hunting out in the desert on horseback."

Several of the people looked at him in surprise. Linda explained, 
"He is one of the most respected mineralogists in the country. He 
even found a new kind of crystal in Antarctica."

"Yes, Carterite," added Ed with a smile. 

"You sure lead an exciting life," said the waitress.

Frowning at her impression of his life, Ed replied, "No more 
exciting than you."

"Huh?"

"You see me and you think that my life is one adventure after 
another. It's not. Most of it is working, taking care of things around 
the house, loving my family, and helping others. These are the 
same things that you do. I'm sure that if we were to sit down and 
talk about your specific interests that people would find your life 
interesting. Most of the people in this town are building something. 
All of the businesses around here don't happen without people 
making it happen." Ed looked around the room and noticed that a 
number of people were nodding as they thought about their lives. 

He continued, "Someone in here may have raced cars at one time. 
Someone else might be a volunteer fireman and put out a fire or 
saved someone from burning to death. Someone else might have 
been in the special forces. Everyone in here has done or will do 
something interesting at some point in time."

The waitress said, "My life is boring. I've never done anything 
interesting."

Looking at the young woman, he put her age at around twenty. 
Smiling at her, he said, "I was a cowboy until I was in my late 
twenties. The most interesting thing I saw until I went to college 
was the back end of a cow."

The woman laughed at the image. At least as a waitress she had the 
odd occasion to see good-looking men come in the place. She 
noticed that he didn't say that she was too young and that 
interesting things would happen when she got older. Implicit in his 
statement was the idea that it was never too late to do something 
interesting. She asked, "Do you mean there is time for me to be 
rescued by someone?"

Linda played with the food on her plate and then said, "You know. 
Ed has rescued a lot of women from very horrible situations. We 
call them his damsels in distress. You can say they have had 
something interesting happen to them and without exception, they 
would have preferred not to have experienced it."

"Why?"

"It's the distress part of being a damsel in distress that they don't 
like. No one does," replied Linda as she looked over at Ed. 
Looking at the young woman with compassion, Linda added, "If 
you want to have some interesting things in your life, you need to 
be in control of it. That means you need to seek out the adventure 
yourself and to prepare yourself for that adventure."

"Good advice," said Ed in approval. He added, "Figure out what 
you want, research how to do it, then go out and do it. It's that 
simple."

The waitress stood there for a minute thinking about what Linda 
had said. It made sense that she was the one that had to pursue 
adventure in her life. Just waiting for something to happen would 
mean it would never happen or that it would not be the kind of 
adventure that she would enjoy. Nodding, she returned to work 
thoughtful about what she had heard. A number of other people in 
the diner were quiet as well.

Finished with their meal, Ed paid for it leaving a good-sized tip. As 
they left, a couple of patrons called out their farewells. At the door, 
Ed turned back to wave to everyone. As he and Linda returned to 
the car, Linda asked, "Do you think she'll find an adventure?"

Laughing at the question, Ed asked, "What do you think?"

"I'm sure she will," answered Linda with a smile. 

"I think a number of people in that diner are going to go out and try 
some new things fairly soon. She wasn't the only one listening to 
us in there."

This was an aspect of Ed and John that Linda didn't understand. 
They would talk about things and change people in a single sitting. 
There was no doubt in her mind that starting tomorrow, people 
were going to plan a brave new adventure. She asked, "Why do 
you do that?"

"Do what?"

"Lift people up out of their mundane lives and give them the desire 
to pursue something greater along with the knowledge on how to 
go about it."

"I didn't give them the advice, you did," replied Ed with a smile. 

Shaking her head, Linda retorted, "Now you have me doing it."

Back at the cabin, Ed built a fire in the fireplace. As the warmth of 
the fire displaced the cold that had seeped into the cabin, the pair 
stripped and lay in front of the fire on a blanket. After lying quiet 
for almost an hour, Linda said, "Ed, can I tell you something?"

"Sure."

"I want to have a baby with John."

"Great. When do you want to start trying to get pregnant?"

"After my next period," replied Linda. 

Nodding at the timing, Ed said, "I'm glad that we had this time 
alone together."

A silence descended on the room as Linda worried about what 
would happen as a result John's Druid nature and the closeness of 
her family to the animal spirits. What kind of child would the 
union produce? Before coming on this trip, she had gone to consult 
one of the medicine man of her tribe. He had looked at her for a 
long time after she asked the question. She could see that an 
argument raged inside him. It stunned her when he refused to 
answer. Even after pressing, he had only answered that the child 
would have to be her first born. 

As an afterthought, Linda wondered why Ed was glad they had this 
time alone together. She asked, "Why?"

Ed said, "You are the only one that I haven't had a chance to deal 
with one on one alone. Kelly and I spent a lot of time together 
without anyone else around. Ling and I spent time in LA. John and 
I have traveled and worked together many times. Leroy and I had 
the time at his parents. I've always dealt with you at the house."

Surprised, Linda looked at him and realized that she hadn't spent 
any special time with any member of the family without the others 
present. She said, "Next month I'll spend some time alone with 
John."

"I doubt that very much," replied Ed.

"Why?"

Thinking about the picture that he had sent John just before they 
had left on this trip, he knew that Ling and Kelly would be going 
to the Druid College to stay for quite some time. He answered, 
"The children are going to stay with John, so Ling and Kelly will 
be there with them."

"How do you know that?" asked Linda. She had talked with Kelly 
before coming here and she had heard nothing about them going to 
live with John.

"The children know the Goddess already. I discovered before we 
came here that they see her in their dreams and talk with her on a 
regular basis."

That went far to explain the early development of the children. It 
was very strange to hear the kids talking like adults at such an 
early age. There were times when she found their insights very 
unnerving. Disappointed at not being alone with John, she said, "I 
guess I understand why they should be with him."

Ed smiled and said, "You can still have some time alone with the 
others."

"But they are all so busy."

"Everyone in the family is willing to drop other things to spend 
some time alone with you. All you have to do is ask."

The idea that she should spend the next month alone with various 
members of the family actually sounded very attractive to her. She 
had finished her book and had nothing special that was demanding 
her time. Perhaps it was time that she went on an outing with Kelly 
or attend a competition with Ling. She smiled as she thought about 
the fun she could have with them and said, "That's not a bad idea."

As they lay side by side in front of the fire, Ed started running his 
hand through her hair enjoying the silky sensation as it flowed 
through his fingers. The idea of jacking off using her hair flashed 
through his mind again and he immediately became erect. He was 
tempted to say something, but thought better of it.

The simultaneous occurrence of his attention to her hair and his 
erection was not lost on Linda. She waited for him to make the 
request that she knew he wanted to make, but he was silent. It took 
her some time to realize that he wouldn't ask her, particularly after 
her reaction the other day to the suggestion. 

It was time for her to take the initiative. Sitting up, she pushed him 
onto his back so that his erection was more easily accessible. Not 
really confident about how to go about it, she wrapped her hair 
around his cock and started giving him a handjob. When that didn't 
seem to work, she started wrapping her hair around his cock and 
then slowly pulled it away from his cock. The immediate groan 
that escaped from his lips let her know that this approach was very 
effective. 

For Ed, this sensation was something that exceeded anything that 
he might have imagined. The softness of her hair tickling his cock 
was enough to excite and yet not enough to come. What the 
physical sensations lacked, his emotional state more than made up. 
He was ready to come within a few minutes. He said, "Oh, I'm 
going to come."

Linda, in an attempt to keep his come from squirting all over her 
hair, bent down and put the very tip of his cock in her mouth. 
Within seconds of that, Ed came. As his come shot into her mouth, 
Linda wanted to smile, as this was even better than giving a 
blowjob. It was so easy to get his come with almost no effort on 
her part. She savored the taste of his come as he continued to 
unload into her mouth. 

When Ed had recovered from his orgasm, he saw a very pleased 
Linda looking down on him. She said, "That was so easy."

Sitting up, Ed pushed her onto her back and settled between her 
legs. He attacked her cunt with his tongue, giving it more force and 
energy than he ever had in the past with her. This was more like 
what he would do with Kelly who tended to enjoy it a little rougher 
with him. The effect on Linda started as surprise and moved 
quickly into pleasure as his tongue bore into her female passage, 
exploring it as deeply as he could. This was one of those times that 
he wished he had a longer tongue.

The suddenness of his actions had taken her by surprise and that 
fed her excitement. Closing her legs, she locked his head in place 
with the side effect of pressing his nose against her clit. This 
brought her very close to orgasm. Reaching up, he twisted her 
nipples roughly, in the same way that he had seen Kelly and Ling 
do to themselves. The sensation must have been exactly what she 
needed because her whole body tightened in orgasm. 

Ed thought his head was going to get crushed with how strongly 
she squeezed his head. This was a major accomplishment, he had 
brought a woman to an orgasm in less than two minutes. The speed 
with which she had come surprised even her. When she came 
down from her orgasm, she looked at him as he watched her from 
between her legs. She said, "I didn't know that was possible. I 
came faster than I do with a vibrator."

"Neither did I."

He crawled up to lay beside her in front of the fire once again. 
They were quiet as they enjoyed touching each other in the after 
glow of their orgasms. Ed said, "I'm one of the luckiest men in the 
world to have you for a wife. I love you, Linda."

"Only one of the luckiest men?"

"Yeah. John and Leroy are just as lucky. They have you for a wife, 
too."

There was no compliment that could be given as nice as that. She 
knew that she was loved, but for such men to consider themselves 
lucky for having her in their life was a complement beyond 
compare. She smiled and said, "I'm the luckiest woman in the 
world. I have five extraordinary people that love me."

They watched the fire basking in its heat. The heat was nothing 
compared to the comfortable warmth that existed between them. 
With their sexual appetites sated, their emotional appetites were 
being fed by the sharing of the moment. Sleep followed as 
naturally as thunder follows lightening.

The pair woke early in the afternoon as the rain finally abated. 
Dressing, they moved to the porch to watch the wildlife recover 
from the storm. Birds came out to feed as squirrels chased each 
other around the open area. A pair of mallard ducks slowly moved 
around the cattails leaving wakes in the water behind them. Linda 
sat back as a pair of ravens settled in a tree near the cabin. She 
stared at them and said, "Ravens are great creators, but they are 
often tricksters."

Looking over at her, he replied, "Ravens are birds of great wisdom. 
They often stay around Druids."

There was a rustle from the brush growing at the edge of the 
property. The noise caught Ed's attention and he turned to examine 
the growth. When it parted, a man stepped out. The man, five foot 
nothing, weighed about a hundred and twenty when wet. With 
curly red hair, the most amazing feature of the man was his huge 
handlebar mustache.  Ed called out, "Over here friend."

The stranger, trying to untangle himself from the brush, had not yet 
seen Ed. Not looking up, he called out, "Who are you to call me 
friend?"

"I am Ed Biggers, servant of the Gods and Goddesses."

The man straightened up and looked at Ed in surprise. He replied, 
"So you are. I'm Tom Hardy. I see that One and Two found you."

Linda frowned and asked, "One and Two?"

"Yeah, my pet ravens."

Realizing that he hadn't introduced Linda to the man, Ed 
performed the introduction, "Allow me to introduce my wife, 
Linda."

"Nice to meet you, ma'am. Let me get out of these thorns." The 
man struggled for a minute before he freed himself from the grasp 
of a blackberry bush. Able to move, he made his way to the porch. 

Looking over his garb, Ed asked, "I take it you haven't heard that 
you're supposed to be wearing your robes from now on."

"What is that? Never heard anything about that."

Ed said, "When John opened the Druid College he told the Druids 
gathered that they were to wear their robes from now on with the 
medallion showing."

"John who?"

"John Carter," replied Ed. 

"Who is he?"

"He's the Grand Druid. He serves all three."

The look of surprise that crossed Tom's face was priceless. All of 
this was news to him. For the next few hours, Ed and Tom 
discussed what had been happening amongst the Druids. The 
change from active participant to consultant was a major change 
and one that many Druids were hesitant to make. Tom was more 
than happy to start consulting as there were many changes that 
needed to be made in the area of wildlife conservation.

Linda listened attentively at first and then became bored. She went 
into the cabin and returned with some hamburger for the ravens. 
After she set the hamburger on the ground, the ravens came over 
and ate the meat. She noticed Ed winking at her and realized that 
he had watched her feed the ravens. 

When Tom had gotten all of the news, he said, "I will go to the 
Sporting Goods Store and pick up some robes. Then I'll go to the 
Druid College and meet the Grand Druid."

"I wonder why you weren't driven to attend the recognition of the 
Grand Druid or the opening of the Druid College."

Tom looked around at the quiet environment and then said, "There 
is a major problem up here among the wildlife. Chronic Wasting 
Disease is spreading through the Deer and Elk populations from 
Colorado all the way to here. I've been tracking down cases of that 
for the past three years."

Ed had never heard of that particular disease before and asked, 
"How bad is it?"

"Pretty bad. The animals typically loose weight until they 
eventually die. It is a slow death."

"How much of the population has been affected?"

"Five percent of the deer in this area have it," replied Tom with 
sadness. He had spent a lot of his time putting down infected deer. 
It was a task that was hard to do, but necessary.

Ed pledged, "You shall not have to face this alone."
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