Message-ID: <49058asstr$1093867805@assm.asstr-mirror.org> X-Mail-Format-Warning: No previous line for continuation: Wed Aug 14 16:30:23 2002Return-Path: <lzalezac@yahoo.com> X-Original-To: ckought69@hotmail.com Delivered-To: ckought69@hotmail.com X-Original-Message-ID: <20040830055017.46328.qmail@web60406.mail.yahoo.com> From: Lazlo Zalezac <lzalezac@yahoo.com> X-ASSTR-Original-Date: Sun, 29 Aug 2004 22:50:17 -0700 (PDT) Subject: {ASSM} JC:Ed Biggers V-02 (mf mmf ffm ff mm sci-fi) Lines: 648 Date: Mon, 30 Aug 2004 08:10:06 -0400 Path: assm.asstr-mirror.org!not-for-mail Approved: <assm@asstr-mirror.org> Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d X-Archived-At: <URL:http://assm.asstr-mirror.org/Year2004/49058> X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation <story-ckought69@hotmail.com> X-Story-Submission: <ckought69@hotmail.com> X-Moderator-ID: gill-bates, RuiJorge ===== Lazlo Zalezac http://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/Lazlo_Zalezac http://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/Lazlo_Zalezac __________________________________ Do you Yahoo!? Yahoo! Mail - 50x more storage than other providers! http://promotions.yahoo.com/new_mail <1st attachment, "biggers5-02.txt" begin> JC: Ed Biggers Part 5: Stasis Chapter 2 By Lazlo Zalezac Copyright (C) Lazlo Zalezac, 2004 Ed was seated in the dining room of the first year dorm eating lunch with Kelly when Albert Mandel and Cindy Carpenter entered the room. Waving an arm, he caught their attention and they headed over to their table. Kelly was puzzled by the appearance of the two individuals as they were wearing outfits unlike anything she had seen before. Wearing dark green clothes with soft leather boots that laced up their legs, they looked like something out of a Robin Hood movie. Noticing her puzzlement, Ed said, "They are Rangers." Kelly replied, "They seem to know their way around here." The comment surprised Ed until he remembered the only time the two rangers had been in the school. He explained, "The last time they were here was when you were shot and died." "That was almost three years ago," countered Kelly. "They are Rangers and have a memory for places." The Rangers finally reached the table and sat down across from Ed. Albert extended a hand to Ed as he said, "It's good to see you again." Ed shook his hand as he replied, "It's good to see you too. What brings you to this part of the country again?" "Checking out the wildlife. Since Cindy is going to start teaching here in a couple of months, we thought we would stop by and see what accommodations were available for her," replied Albert with a gesture to Cindy. A slight nudge in his side reminded Ed of his manners and he said, "Kelly, this is Albert and Cindy. Albert, Cindy, this is Kelly." After appropriate exchanges had been made, Albert looked thoughtful for a moment and then asked, "You were the one that was shot last time we were here?" That day, the one where she had died, was one that would live forever in her memory. It was a gift from the Goddess and one that she had decided was the greatest gift she had been given. Smiling, she answered, "Yes. Shot and killed." Cindy didn't say a word; she was busy examining her surroundings and comparing them to the last time that she was here. Her first trip had been filled with embarrassment at all of the naked people walking around. Three years later, the sight didn't bother her nearly as much. Her attention was brought back to the conversation when Kelly asked her, "would you like me to show you the quarters you will have when you come here?" She replied, "yes, please." After Kelly and Cindy had left, Albert turned to Ed and asked, "do the Druids own the property down the road? The one with the stable and house?" "Not really. I own it." "Oh, I wondered. I was surprised to see all of the delicate plant species protected by cages." Smiling, Ed said, "Yes. I had Al Turner go over the property to protect what ever might be growing there. I ride my horse and camp there occasionally." "You take very good care of the land. The wildlife in the area has done more damage to the plants you are protecting than your horse. The deer out here are amazingly aggressive," remarked Albert. "I try. So did you spot anything interesting while you were out there on my place?" "Well, I did a cursory survey and didn't turn up anything extraordinary." Ed smiled and asked, "Would you like to see a slightly more detailed survey of the property?" "You have done one?" "I did a geological survey. Little John did a bio-survey. Even Al says that it is pretty extensive." "Little John? He's your son isn't he?" "Yes, he is," replied Ed. He glanced up at the clock and saw that the kids were due back anytime. Little John was taking an algebra course and Beth was busy with her civics class. He added, "He's studied all of the wildlife in the area." "How old is he?" "Six going on seven." "Sounds like he's a little advanced for his age," replied Albert not sure if he was going to accept a bio-survey from a six year old boy. Smiling at the idea that even Druids were susceptible to the normal self-delusions about the intelligence of their children, he said, "I'll check out his work and maybe I can give him some pointers." Taking a sip of the lemonade, Ed smiled at the slightly condescending tone taken by the Ranger. The truth would become clear soon enough. William entered the room and headed to the table where his father sat. Looking around, he pointed to the empty chair as if to ask about his mother. Ed smiled and answered the implied question. "She's showing Cindy the apartment she'll be staying in while she's teaching here." William smiled and sat down while giving a nod of acknowledgement to Albert. Taken aback by the boy, Albert nodded in return. Ed said, "Albert, this is William. He's our youngest. William, this is Mr. Mandel." Albert said, "It is nice to meet you William." William nodded in reply. At the withering glance from Ed, he said, "It is nice to meet you, Mr. Mandel." Ed explained, "Please excuse the rudeness of my son. He doesn't talk unless absolutely forced to it." "I'm sorry I ever said a word," William muttered with a certain amount of bitterness. "Young man, if you don't act nicely we'll have to send you to the corner for five minutes," lectured Ed. Standing in the corner was the worst punishment that the family used on the children. They felt it gave the child time to think about what they had done wrong, yet didn't harm the child in any significant manner. William shrugged and, after a look from his father, stood up. Marching to the corner, he stood facing it with a relaxed posture that suggested he would be happy to stand there all day. Ed watched him with sadness at his lack of social engagement with the people around him. Albert interrupted his musings when he said, "What an extraordinary child!" "Pardon? He was quite rude to you," replied Ed. "He doesn't like to waste his breath with trivial exchanges. I bet when he's interested in something, he asks questions." "No, he looks it up himself. He communicates very little with others." "Interesting," replied Albert as he watched the young man stand in the corner. Little John and Beth sat down at the table and looked over at William standing in the corner. Beth asked, "Let me guess, he wouldn't exchange small talk again?" Her question startled Ed as he had been watching William. Turning to face his children, he answered, "Yes." Little John said, "I'm John and this is my sister Beth." Beth looked over at the Ranger and said, "I remember you. You were here when Mommy Kelly was shot." Albert smiled and said, "You have a very good memory, Beth. That was almost three years ago." Ed sat back and watched the exchange between his kids and the Ranger. Little John was studying Albert very carefully and then said, "You are a Ranger, aren't you?" "Yes, I am." The intensity with which the child had studied him was rather unnerving. Never before had he encountered a child that took such obvious deliberation in assessing an adult. With a quick glance at Ed, he wondered if the parent hadn't been mistaken about the abilities of his son. "Would you like to see my survey of the flora and fauna on Daddy Ed's place?" "Yes, I would," replied Albert interested in seeing what this child had done. As soon as the answer was out of his mouth, Little John left the table without another word. Albert watched Little John walk off to get the survey. The waitress, seeing that most of the party was present, came over to the table and asked, "What can I get you?" Smiling, Ed said, "Three small chocolate milkshakes for the kids. A Strawberry Smoothie for Kelly." Beth looked at her father in surprise at the order. She clapped her hands together in excitement. When Ed pointed to William, she nodded and went to fetch her brother. Albert said, "I'll take iced teas for me and Cindy." The waitress asked, "That's three shakes, a smoothie, and two teas. Anything else?" "No thank you," replied Albert. The drinks had arrived before Little John returned with his survey. Seeing the chocolate milkshake on the table, his eyes grew big at the unexpected surprise. Seeing William and Beth drinking the thick shake through the straw, he joined them and dug in. Albert laughed at how Little John had forgotten all about the survey in light of the milkshake. He was surprised when Little John finished his first sip and then opened the map and laid it on the table. "I've marked every location where I've seen a unique plant on this particular map. I've been computerizing this data so that we can map all of the plant species on it." Albert looked over the map impressed with the level of detail captured within it. All of the rare plants that he had observed earlier were clearly marked on the map. Other plants, which weren't rare but uncommon on the property, were also shown. As he examined the map, Little John opened a photo album that contained pictures of each species of plant on the property. Albert noticed the album and went through it a page at a time, examining each picture with a trained eye. The pictures were remarkable, showing details of each plant that would allow easy identification. Looking up, he said, "This is very impressive. I hope that you will show this to Cindy. I'm sure that she'll be glad to help you when you put all of this on computer." "Thanks," replied Little John. He opened another map and spread it out on the table atop the first map. This map identified locations in which animals had been spotted as well as all breeding sites. Albert examined the map, noticing how each sighting was marked with a date and time. There was almost a year's worth of data present on the map. Looking up, he asked, "What about the nocturnal animals?" Little John looked at his father with an accusatory look and said, "My parents won't let me stay up all night." Ed smiled at the implication that he was to let his son tramp around the woods in the dark of the night. He replied, "You don't want to run into a bear in the dark." "I know," replied Little John resigned to this limitation placed on him by his parents. Albert said, "I'm sure that Cindy would be more than happy to pursue that part of the survey for you." "That would be nice," replied Little John thoughtfully. He was more interested in having a complete survey than in doing it all himself. After all, others had already helped him with parts of it. After a moment, he asked, "Isn't she concerned about being in the dark?" Albert answered, "She was my student and I taught her how to move through the woods without being surprised." "Perhaps she can teach me," suggested Little John. Albert glanced at Ed for a second before answering, "When the time is right, I'm sure she'll be more than happy to teach you woodcraft." Ed nodded his agreement with the answer. Albert was examining the pictures that Little John had taken of the wildlife when Kelly and Cindy returned from the tour of the apartment. Kelly noticed the milkshakes and looked at Ed with a question in her eyes, but he just winked in return. Cindy sat down and exclaimed, "You have wonderful facilities for the faculty." "It was John that designed them. He felt that the faculty needed to have a place that was conducive to thinking great thoughts," replied Ed. Beth snickered as she added, "And lots of space for sex." In the meantime, Little John had opened the map on which he had marked sightings of various insects. He set that one on the table for Albert to inspect. The Ranger was clearly impressed with the level of detail about the insect life on the property. More than four hundred species were identified. Looking over at the photo album that Little John was opening, he could tell that the young man had taken pictures of each species. Cindy noticed the detailed examination that Albert was giving the map and looked down at it. Both eyebrows raised as she took in the detailed notes presented. She looked over at Little John and asked, "You did all of this work?" "Not all of it. I had some help from others." Albert sat back and examined the boy. With his short pants, button shirts, and sneakers, he looked like any other boy his age. However, the mind inside that body was remarkable. One had to wonder if it was genetics, environment, or a blessing of the Gods and Goddesses. The conversation around the table was lively and covered a huge number of topics. It slowed when Ed turned to William and asked, "So what classes did you observe today?" The question was one that required a verbal answer. William looked over at him and answered, "Algebra, Intro to Biology, and Sociology." "Yes, I noticed that you didn't attend my class this morning," remarked Ed. "Nothing new." Beth moved to expand on his answer, "You've been reading that same material to us ever since we were little." Little John nodded his agreement and added, "It is a little boring for us." Kelly had never believed that the kids had understood the material that the fathers read to them, but they had proved her wrong more times than she would admit. It surprised her when Ed didn't approach the topic concerned with how bored the children were in his class. Instead, he asked, "What do you think of the rule protecting the weak from the strong?" Little John looked up at Ed in surprise and answered, "It is very important. It is the cornerstone of the service to the Gods and Goddesses." Beth asserted, "It is the foundation of all law." William didn't answer, but watched Ed very carefully. Ed asked, "So how can one help the weak if one doesn't go out and talk with them?" In a very matter of fact voice, Beth answered, "You observe them being taken advantage of by someone else." "That is very rare. The strong tend to take advantage of the weak behind closed doors," replied Kelly. Little John speculated, "You ask people." Smiling as the direction of the conversation was going in the direction that he desired, Ed replied, "So someone that is being taken advantage of by someone stronger is going to just answer yes out of the blue? You don't think they need to trust you first before they let you know about a vulnerability?" William sat back and looked at Ed with narrowed eyes. He started to say something, but caught himself. Beth answered, "You have to talk to people long enough to get their trust." Unable to resist, William leaned forward and asked, "Are you saying that small talk is necessary in order to help protect the weak from the strong?" "It is the first step in gaining trust," replied Kelly as she looked at Ed in amazement. This was the first question that she had heard William ever ask. "I shall have to think about that," replied William as he stood and left the table. There were many ways in which he was just like John and this was one. As soon as he was presented with a problem that required a solution, he dropped everything else to attack it with single-minded focus. Cindy had watched the exchange with confusion and turned to ask a question. Before she had a chance to say a word, Beth said, "You realize that we are never going to be able to get him to shut up after this." Ed and Kelly burst out laughing. Ed replied, "We will take care of that if it should ever become a problem." Amazed at how Ed had manipulated the conversation to get through to William the importance of the inane chatter that often precedes the important, Albert sat back and considered the lean man sitting across from him. There was a lot of depth hidden within the man. He smiled and said, "That was an interesting approach to take in order to get your son to talk more." Ed shrugged as he replied, "It's the best that I could come up with at the moment." Linda and John came over to the table talking quietly among themselves. As they sat down, Linda asked, "What's wrong with William?" "Why?" "He walked past us without even noticing us." Little John said, "Daddy Ed gave him something to think about." John noticed the presence of Albert and Cindy. Smiling at the pair, he said, "Hello. How are you two doing?" Albert smiled and said, "I'm doing fine. Cindy will start teaching here next semester and we thought we'd come by and see where she would be living." "That's great. I'm sure that Little John will be glad to show you around the fourth year facility," replied John. Blushing, Cindy said, "I've been working myself up to where I can lecture a room full of naked people." Laughing, Ed replied, "Sorry to disappoint you, but there aren't any naked students in your classes. They are all fourth years." "Oh," replied Cindy with a trace of relief tinged with disappointment in her voice. Linda grinned and said, "You can ask them and they'll probably undress for you." "Of course, you might have to strip too," added Kelly with a large smile and a wink. She understood the subtle attraction of fantasizing about being a dressed woman in front of a class of naked students. She had often had a similar fantasy. The three men left the table while the women were talking and the kids were ordering their dinner. When they exited the dining room, Albert said, "There's another reason that I stopped by." Without surprise, John asked, "What is the matter?" Albert stopped and turned to face the two other men. With a grave expression, he said, "We had a Ranger killed up in Wisconsin under very mysterious circumstances. I know your husband is up in that same area doing some fieldwork and I thought you should know." Exchanging looks, Ed and John both nodded as they processed the news. Ed asked, "Why haven't we heard about this?" Clearing his throat, Albert answered, "The news services described the Ranger as a hiker that had been killed. We didn't bother to correct the story." Knowing full well the reason why the Rangers didn't correct the news story, John said, "You really do need to start getting property owner permission before you go on other people's land." "I know, but the problem is that the ones that are the worst in preserving nature are the ones that won't give permission," replied Albert. "Your government grants give you certain rights in that area. Particularly since you are working with the game and wildlife departments of various states," countered John. "Those grants don't require us to inform the owners." "Still, it would be better if you did that," remarked John. It was often very dangerous going on someone's land without talking to the landowner first. Depending on where you were, they tended to shoot first and ask questions later. "What happened to your guy?" asked Ed wondering why Albert had said that it occurred under mysterious circumstances. "He had been killed execution style with a single bullet in the back of the head at close range. The body was found almost a hundred miles from where he was supposed to be working. He knows everyone in the area where he was supposed to be working and basically has carte blanche to travel the land there," replied Albert. John and Ed looked at each other for a full minute. Ed finally said, "I'll go with Albert." As John nodded, Albert asked, "How did you know that I was going there?" That was an easy question to answer and John did the honors. "You came here to drop off Cindy in case there was danger where you were going. You told us for two reasons. First, so that we could warn Leroy. Second, so that if something bad happened to you that we would have an idea of where to begin investigating." Ed was busy thinking about what he would need to do over the next day. There was a lie to discover and he was ready to go after it, but he had to cancel classes and get his intern out of his classes. The school had several staff members that were to take care of all travel arrangements for faculty in cases where they were called to service. Turning to the business at hand, Ed said, "I'll make the arrangements. We can leave tomorrow afternoon and get there early in the evening. For now, I have to hunt down my intern." The other two men watched as Ed marched away toward the fourth year dorm. Ed didn't notice the expressions of amusement on their faces since his mind was already working on what needed to be done. The first thing they would have to do is locate Leroy and Ling. Howard was in the fourth year dining room enjoying an early dinner with Kristi. They were making plans for a walk through the woods over the weekend. When Ed entered the dining room, Howard got a sinking feeling in his stomach that the date wasn't going to happen. As Ed sat down at the table, Howard asked, "What can I do for you?" Looking at Howard with an intensity that the young man had never experienced, Ed answered, "I need you to find out where Leroy and Ling are. To do that, you'll have to get in contact with a Druid by the name of Tom Hardy. We'll need flight arrangements to leave tomorrow afternoon for Wisconsin. Let the travel folks know that we'll go by private jet. You'll need to pack up a couple of robes since you'll be going there with me." Howard tried to remember everything that he had been told and repeated the instructions, "I'm to get in contact with Tom Hardy and find out where Leroy and Wing are. Then make flight arrangements on a private jet to Wisconsin for tomorrow afternoon." "The name is Ling, not Wing," corrected Ed without irritation at having his wife's name mangled. "Yes sir, Leroy and Ling," echoed Howard as he considered what else he would have to do before leaving tomorrow. He had to tell all of his instructors that he would be absent for an indeterminate amount of time. It was late before Ed returned to the apartments. He had just finished going over his teaching plan with Dr. Doud, the other instructor of Geology. The man wasn't a Druid and didn't understand the need for Ed to leave for an unknown amount of time. In a way, he felt put out by having to work double time because Ed was leaving without much warning or details. Turning on the light in his room, he was surprised to find out that Linda was waiting for him on the bed. The light woke her and she said, "I meant to stay awake and send you off properly." Ed stripped out of his robe and turned off the light. Moving over to the bed he climbed under the sheets beside Linda and said, "I didn't mean to be gone so long." "I know." Ed spooned against Linda and kissed her back. Sighing, he said, "This is so wonderful. We don't get to lie together like this very often. Have I told you lately how much I love you?" "All the time," replied Linda feeling safe and secure in his arms. She whispered, "You show it to me more than you tell me." "I love you very much. Sometimes, I just don't know how to say how much I love you." Linda didn't need his words. She knew how much he loved her. Months spent by her bedside while she was struggling to keep the baby during her pregnancy demonstrated the depth of his love for her. If she could have another child, she would definitely want Ed to be the father. Voice trembling with emotion, Linda replied, "You don't have to say a word. I know how much you love me. I feel bad that I can't convey how deeply I feel for you." "No need. I know," replied Ed. Linda suddenly turned around and slid under the sheet. When she reached his limp cock, she slipped it into her mouth taking him by surprise. As her tongue worked the sensitive organ, it slowly erected filling her mouth and inching down her throat. She backed off and began to really get to work on it. With a free hand, she used it to tickle his balls with her long hair. Groaning at the sensations that she was producing in him, Ed started bucking his hips. It was normal for her to try and get him to come as quickly as possible. This time, she took her time bringing him to a climax. When he started to get close, she eased off and teased him with the soft touch of her hair. Ed was panting and thrusting his hips upwards trying to get enough friction on his cock to come, but she kept him just on the verge. Taking a finger, she slowly traced it over his asshole, exciting him further with the attention given to thousands of nerve endings. He groaned, "Please, let me come." She started to lick the head of his cock with languid swipes of her tongue as if it were an ice cream cone. The desire to grab her head and shove it down on his cock was almost overwhelming, but he grabbed sheets instead and arched his body in the hope of thrusting into her mouth. Linda, knowing that he was close to losing it sucked his cock into her mouth and deep throated him in one smooth move. The surprise was enough to drive him over the edge. He cried out, "I'm coming." Backing off his cock, Linda tried to get as much of his come in her mouth as possible. As far as she was concerned, it was a waste for it to slide down her throat without having a chance to savor the flavor for a bit. When her mouth filled up with his come, she swallowed to accept the rest of it. Ed groaned as she sucked his cock dry and then worked it over to clean off all traces of come. Never had he heard of a woman that loved the taste of come as much as Linda did. Even as he lay there recovering, he knew that he was lucky to have such a woman in his life. Coming out from under the sheet, Linda said, "I hope that will hold you until morning." In the dark, it was easy to see her white teeth as she smiled at him. Ed whispered, "It will hold me until morning and then some." "We will see about that," teased Linda. They cuddled for ten minutes before Ed fell asleep for the night. Linda, refreshed after her short nap, lay there beside him tracing little lines on his chest until she became sleepy. Leaning over, she kissed his nipple, and then snuggled beside him. <1st attachment end> ----- ASSM Moderation System Notice------ Notice: This post has been modified from its original format. 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