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Chapter 38

      	Ken continued to attend four martial arts classes a week.  He
was slowly getting back into the swing of things.  At least, he
thought it was slow, but no one else did.  He now easily rivaled Chad
in skill and left him in the dust when it came to grace and control. 
The katas he'd been practicing for these last weeks flowed with a
smoothness and power that only the top students could match.
      
      	Ken, however, saw little of that.  The only person he compared
himself to was Sensei Turcotte.  Try as he might, he found he couldn't
quite match the effortless movements of the older man.  Weeks of
stretching made it easier to move the way he thought he should, and
weight work with Eric had put more muscle mass on his body.  He
noticed there were several women in the class giving him the eye.
      
      	He knew it, but never encouraged it.  He did not intend to
combine his study with what he now thought of as his vocation: a
Priest.  He didn't even use his power, any of it, in class.  When he
got tired, he got tired.  He knew he could use some of the energy that
he always carried to help him through, but never did.
      
      	It wasn't that he was worried about running out of energy. 
Everyone in the Circle tended to have sex at least once a day, often
more than once, so there as plenty to collect.  Interestingly, those
of the Circle tended to produce purer, more powerful sexual energy
than other people did.
      
     	Everyone was learning to moderate their activities with
non-Circle people so that they didn't tire them out too much. 
However, he had noticed that a sustained sexual relationship between a
Circle and non-Circle person made the non-Circle person more eager for
sex, not less.  Their stamina even increased, just not to the same
level as someone in the Circle.  Interestingly, a Priest or Priestess
could feed back some of the energy that had been produced, which would
allow their non-Circle partner to keep up, so to speak.
     
     	Despite the fact that non-Circle folks were more eager for sex,
it wasn't that they weren't being satisfied.  When they left the
mansion, they often felt fulfilled in a way that they'd rarely felt
before.  If they were offered sex, they were still quite eager for it.
 Ken started to think of people who the Circle had sex with, but
weren't followers of Lea, as Adherents.
      
      	Eric, of course, was curious about the mechanics of how the
energy absorption/creation worked, because it didn't seem to follow
the laws of energy conservation.  Circle people could feed back energy
to Adherents, but it seemed to require far less energy to revive the
person than the Circle member had absorbed to begin with.
      
      	Eric had asked Lea about this and She smiled and said, "Magic
is not obliged to follow the rules of Man."
      
      	Ken knew that Eric would never leave that alone.

      	He exited the dojo to find Arianwen pulling up in her Mini. 
Only rarely did one of the women stay for the class any more, but they
still insisted on taking him and picking him up.  Ken knew that Chad
was watching as the teen jumped out and ran around to kiss him.  She
was well worth watching, that was for sure.  She was wearing an
extremely short, green, pleated skirt that barely covered her
beautiful ass.  On top was a translucent white top that one could
almost see the dusky red of her nipples through, which outlined her
rings quite clearly.   It stopped just below her breasts and the back
consisted of just a few straps.  Her flaming red hair spilled down her
back in curling waves.  She looked so tiny against him, since she was
wearing flat sandals.  Her kiss left no doubt that he was her lover
though.
      
      	Chad turned away, his arousal growing, as was his animosity
towards Ken.
      
      	Once they were in the car, Ken said, "Ari, you shouldn't tease
Chad like that."
      
      	She looked at him quizzically.  "That asshole?  I barely
noticed him.  It was Sensei Turcotte's attention I was trying to get."
 She sighed in frustration.  "I don't understand him.  He watches me,
Jane too, but I can't get a single thing from him.  Can you read him
at all, Master?"
      
      	"No, I'm afraid I can't," replied Ken.  That should have
worried him, but it didn't.  Another thing he'd found very interesting
was the fact that he'd completely forgotten to ask Lea about the man
every single time he saw Her.  He didn't mention this to Ari though.

	Ken made sure that he got a hold of the same courier that Lenny had
used and had him hand-deliver the invitations for the housewarming. 
He hoped it would be enough time for everyone to respond.

	On Wednesday, the four of them jumped into the X5 for Sally's first
trip off the grounds of the mansion.  She was nervous, but her Goddess
had given her a command and she would obey it.  Ken felt her shudder
as they left the grounds and the shields protecting Nemetodunum fell
away.  He reached over, took her hand and smiled.  She tried to smile
back and felt Jane's arms wrap around her from the back seat.
      
      	"We're with you, my Sister," said Jane.  "No one will hurt
you."
      
      	Sally nodded silently.
      
      	The first two stops went well, and Sally began feeling much
like her old self, laughing and joking with her Circle.  The third
stop held a surprise for her: she bumped into a woman from her old
congregation.
      
      	"Sally," beamed the woman, who was slightly older than Sally,
"where have you been?  We haven't seen you at services in weeks."  The
woman was clearly trying to ignore Jane, whose hand Sally had been
holding as they shopped.  Ken and Arianwen walked up behind the woman.
      
      	Sally paled a bit, but neither backed away nor let go of Jane's
hand.
      
      	"Hello, Marge," said Sally. "You haven't seen us because Eric
and I have left the church."
      
      	"Oh?" frowned Marge.  "I didn't know you had moved.  Which
church are you at now?"  The woman clearly misunderstood.
      
      	"Actually, Eric and I have moved, but when I said we've left
the church, I meant we've left the church period -- not your
particular parish."
      
      	Sally was handling herself pretty well, but Ken could feel
anger building in her.  Marge, of course, was oblivious to it.  Sally,
despite the fact that she knew Marge was in no way responsible for
what had happened to her, still wanted nothing to do with the woman. 
That worried Ken a bit.
      
      	Marge was taken aback by Sally's attitude.  "I'm sorry to hear
that," her glance sliding to Jane.  The insinuation was obvious; 
Sally was having a homosexual affair -- most likely without her
husbands knowledge.
      
      	Ken knew that that was exactly what Margie was thinking: that
Sally had been seduced by Jane, and that Jane was responsible for her
leaving the church.  Considering some of the unGodly causes that Sally
supported, it was no surprise that something like this had happened.
      
      	"Sally dear, you really should reconsider."  Again she turned a
distasteful eye toward Jane.  "God forgives all, even those who have
blasphemed against His will."  She returned eyes to Sally and smiled,
"Remember dear, only those who love Him and accept His mercy will be
saved in the end."
      
      	This was the point where Ken felt Sally could react in one of
two ways.  She could either break down and start crying -- Ken could
feel that possibility in her, slight as it was -- or she could
physically attack the woman.  She was that angry.  To his surprise,
she did neither.
      
      	"Thanks Marge, but I'm already saved.  And I know more about
your God's mercy than I want to.  Good-bye."
      
      	Marge was confused.  Something had obviously happened to the
woman, but the only possibility she could think of was that Jane had
seduced her into evil.  As they started to walk away, Marge grabbed
Jane's arm.
      
      	The taller woman looked down at Marge, who said, "You can be
saved as well.  Come to Him and share His light."
      
      	Jane looked down at the hand on her arm, then smiled and said,
"I have all the light I need in my life, thank you."
      
      	Then she did something Ken had never seen her do.  She pushed
with just a tiny amount of power.  She made no attempt to create a
fantasy for Marge, who had no homosexual leanings at all.  But Jane
did manage to cause a sexual rush to flash through Marge's body.  The
older woman removed her hand as if it was being burned.
      
      	"Perhaps," said Jane, "You aren't as pure as you thought you
were."  With a knowing smile she and Sally walked away.  Marge never
did connect Sally as being with Ken and Arianwen, although she gave
them a look of disgust as she walked by.  She was miffed by the teen's
overtly sexual appearance and wondered why Ken didn't do anything
about it.  She didn't give them too much thought, though, since her
body was still tingling from Jane's touch.
      
      	Sally was quiet on the way back home, but not depressed.  Ken
could see her thinking about the reactions to the woman she'd talked
to.  She wasn't happy that she'd gotten as angry as she had.  After
all, it wasn't as if Marge had been the one to attack her.

     	Amazingly enough, by Thursday, he'd heard from almost everyone
that he'd sent an invite to, including Sally's mom and Eric's parents.
 That made Sally a bit nervous, but it wasn't like she hadn't been
talking to them on the phone.  They were anxious to see their
granddaughter and didn't really care what the excuse was.
            
      	Ken also made sure that certain people knew there'd be a play
party starting Saturday morning and lasting to Sunday night -- or
Monday morning, depending on when they wanted to leave.
      
      	Genie had moved in that Wednesday; with Eric, Ken, Arianwen and
Jane helping, it was quick and efficient.  She didn't tell Bill, who'd
moved in on Monday.  As wrapped up as he was in classes and the work
he was doing in the mansion, he appeared not to notice his girlfriend
was living with them now.  Ken suspected that wasn't the case, but he
didn't make a habit of constantly using his talent to read people's
thoughts, although often he seemed not to be able to help getting
surface thoughts.  People deserved their privacy.

      	Later on Thursday, he found Arianwen sitting in the Garden,
head in hands.  She was upset, to say the least.
      
      	"Ari," he said sitting beside her, "what's wrong?"
      
      	She looked up with tears in her eyes and he hugged her.
      
      	"I'm sorry, Master," she said after a minute.  "Is there
something I can do for you?"
      
      	"Yes, there is," he chuckled.  "You could tell me what's going
on."
      
      	She sighed and looked around.  "This is all so unreal
sometimes.  I mean, it's only been a month, and my life is completely
different from anything I'd ever imagined.  It's wonderful and
fantastic but..."  she didn't go on.
      
      	"You miss Tina."
      
      	"Yeah.  My mom too -- at least the mom she used to be.  But
every time I talk to Tina, it seems like things are getting worse for
her.  I feel guilty living like this while she's a virtual prisoner. 
Mom's gonna force her to go to this religious summer camp.  She's
barely allowed out of the house anymore and she says Mom's always
going through her stuff."
      
      	Ken wondered what the hell was going on with that woman.  Her
actions didn't seem rational.
      
      	"Plus," Ari continued,  "she says that this new pastor, Father
Bob, is really creeping her out.  It's not like he's putting on the
moves or anything, but the whole church has changed since he got
there.  She says it's like they've gone all born again, or something."

      	"Is there anything I can do?" asked Ken.
      
      	"I don't think so.  Tina's just turned fifteen, so she can't
leave on her own.  I talked to Lenny and he said there wasn't really
anything we could do -- unless mom throws her out like she did to me,
or starts beating her."  Ari was clearly upset at this state of
affairs, and Ken didn't blame her.
      
      	Later that day, Ken went through all the returned invitations. 
He noticed that despite the 'and guest' part of the invitation, Joan
had elected to come alone.   Ken grinned at that and wondered what
she'd think of the party that was starting on Saturday.  Perhaps she
could be introduced to it; she'd certainly enjoyed the little fantasy
that he'd let her experience when she was here that first time.
      
      	He clicked an icon on the computer desktop to read his email. 
He liked the program that Bill had found for them to use, it was
powerful, intuitive and worked very well.  Bill had been very busy
since the first play party.  Ken was starting to wonder if the guy
ever slept.  Genie had no complaints, but then Genie had spent several
nights with someone in the Circle.
      
      	Many of the rooms in the mansion, especially the important
ones, now had computer screens in them.  In addition to being able to
surf the net and get email, they acted as an intercom system as well. 
Bill hadn't limited himself to the computers, either, and had been
tinkering with the estate alarm system with Jane (to Ken's surprise)
intently watching him.  Plus, Eric and Bill had been busy spec-ing out
the robotic vacuum cleaners that Ari had requested.  Originally, Ken
hadn't thought they'd go anywhere with that, but it appeared they were
serious.  Eric was even talking about designing a system to do the
lawn and clean the pools.
      
      	Ken started reading his email.  Lately, he'd noticed that he
was getting no spam in his email.  None.  Not a single piece.  His
Yahell account had tons of it, but not his home account.  Obviously,
Bill had done something, again.  Bill was even more of a genius than
Ken had realized, and his cohort Eric seemed to be getting smarter by
the day, too.  With those two around, Ken found himself learning more
about computers, software and robotics simply for self-defense, since
he didn't like sounding like an idiot during a conversation.  Though,
come to think of it, he himself seemed to be retaining information
more easily than ever before, and understanding what he remembered
with surprising ease.
      
      	He suspected it was time to have a talk with Lea.  She tended
to be close-mouthed about changes She made in the humans who served
Her.  Ken had always been pretty bright, but nowadays things seemed to
come to him very quickly.  He'd noticed the trend in Jane and Sally,
as well.  Eric and Arianwen had already been incredibly quick on the
uptake, but now they were bordering on frightening.
      
      	However, that was for later, whenever his Goddess might choose
to make an appearance.  Since Bill was home, Ken decided to find out
what he'd done about the spam.  He smiled as he walked upstairs.
      
      	As usual, Bill was in the lab, sitting in front of dual
twenty-one-inch flat screens.  He was frowning at the lines of code
that appeared in several editors he had open.  Ken had become
passingly familiar with C++ and even some assembler, but this looked
to be neither.
      
      	"Hey, Bill," he said.
      
      	"Hi, Ken," replied the young man, his eyes not leaving the
screen.  He was obviously absorbed, so Ken decided he'd talk to him
later.  He started to leave, when Bill swung around in his chair.
      
      	"What's up?"
      
      	"Nothing major.  I can come back later, if you'd like," replied
Ken.
      
      	"Na, I need a break anyway."
      
      	"Did you create some sort of spam filter?  I notice that I
haven't gotten any at all."
      
      	Bill smiled and said, "Good.  Yeah, it's new.  I didn't think
you'd mind if I tested it here.  Don't worry, all the email has been
saved, but there's no spam going to the individual accounts."  He
suddenly looked worried, "Do you think that you're missing mail?"
      
      	"I doubt it.  I was just wondering what was going on."
      
      	Bill was dodging something, Ken knew, but he wasn't willing to
read him to find out what it was.
      
      	"If you have any trouble with it, let me know, okay?"  Bill
spun his chair back toward the screens, then back around to face Ken
again.  "Oh yeah, and we should be getting in some new hardware and a
couple of vacuums from Germany -- maybe tomorrow.  We only got two of
the vacuums, because Eric thinks that we're gonna have to rebuild the
things from the ground up -- new boards, new firmware, everything.  He
said I could put them to the house account because they were for
Arianwen."
      
      	"Ah yes, the vacuum project.  I'm sure Ari will appreciate not
having to do that, it'll give her more time for other things."
      
      	Bill blushed slightly, then smiled.  He knew all about the
'other things' Ari was involved in.  He'd rarely woken up alone any
morning when he slept here.  Genie almost always slept in his bed, but
was often gone to work when he got up -- or came to bed, depending on
what he was working on.  However, Ari, Jane or even Sally were almost
always with him when he woke.
      
      	The first time Sally had been with him, he'd been a little
nervous.  Eric was a big guy, and the last thing Bill wanted to do was
piss him off by having sex with his wife.  Sally was a Priestess
though, and Bill didn't stand much of a chance once she'd decided she
wanted him to play with her.  At breakfast that morning, Eric made it
plain that he had no problem with him and Sally having sex.  He said
it would be good experience for Bill to learn how to play with
different slaves.
      
      	"Yeah," returned Bill, thinking of Arianwen with time on her
hands, "As if she needed an excuse."
      
      	They both laughed, and Ken left Bill to his work.
      
      	There was no class on Fridays, so Ken entered the room he used
as a dojo to do a light workout.  It always seemed so peaceful in
here, and he enjoyed the cool, quiet room.  He'd installed a heavy bag
and a speed bag, and there were some mats, but he never used those
figuring that he should practice falls on a non padded surface.
      
      	He was deep in a kata when Jane entered.  She, and sometimes
Arianwen, seemed to end up in this room while he practiced.  They sat,
silently, and watched him.  This morning, to his surprise, when he
started one of the basic katas, Jane stood and joined him.
      
      	She moved quite gracefully.  She wasn't as sure in her
movements as him, but he could see that she had a lot of potential. 
He finished an hour later.  She'd followed all basic movements and
intently watched the more advanced ones.  He'd even shown her some of
the more simple techniques.  It was good to work with someone; only so
much could be done in a mirror.
      
      	When they finished, he said, "Would you like me to see if
Sensei will take you as a student?"
      
      	"No, Master."  Her reply was firm, if somewhat puzzling.
      
      	They made love while they showered, and Ken could feel Jane's
growing restlessness.  Her body enjoyed what they did, but she needed
more.  Well, tomorrow, she'd get more.  Still, she did seem happier
when, after he came in her pussy, he put her on her knees to clean his
cock -- then emptied his bladder into her mouth.  She groaned in
submission, her body flaming with a passion that simple lovemaking
couldn't ignite.  He ended up by forcefully fucking her throat, which
really got her off.  She was denied an orgasm and knew that he was
beginning to prepare her for tomorrow.
      
      	They were getting dressed when Jane said in a hesitant voice,
"Sir, tomorrow is Litha, the Summer Solstice."
      
      	"Yes," he replied, then he smiled.  "Don't you think a day-long
play party is a fitting celebration?"
      
      	She smiled and laughed, "I'm sure that it's appropriate."
      
      	"But, you'd like a formal ritual with the Circle, wouldn't
you?"
      
      	"Yes, Sir, if it's okay."
      
      	"Hey, love, you don't need my permission for worship, you know
that.  Besides, I think it's a great idea too.  We could break early
on Saturday and have the ritual.  I'm sure Sally can cook us up some
appropriate food," he said.
      
      	"Master, I think it might break up the flow of the day too much
if we do it Saturday.  What do you think of doing it Sunday?"
      
      	"We could do that.  Aside from when we raised the gate, I've
never done a formal ritual, so I don't really know what to expect," he
replied.
      
      	"I'll work things out with Sally.  We can do it after everyone
leaves for the day.  Except, I think that Annette is going to want to
stay, and I'm sure that Genie, and maybe Bill, will want to
participate."
      
      	"Sounds like a plan," Ken smiled.
      
      	The rest of the day was a whirlwind of preparations for the
evening.  People had been told that they should feel free to bring a
swim suit because the pool and hot tub would be available.  He knew
that all of the women in the mansion swam nude -- hell, they were
unclothed most of the time, but he suspected that some of the guests
would not be so inclined.
      
      	Jane once again found herself in a tight corset.  It was a
beautiful design, all black and red, and heavily boned.  In addition
to that, she was plugged fore and aft, and the strap holding the plugs
in was lined with short rubber spikes.  Her dress, short as it was,
still artfully hid the restrictive corset, while at the same time
showing off her beautiful figure.  Her body had continued to tone and
tan, as had Sally's and Arianwen's (well, Ari toned, but she didn't
seem to tan).
      
      	The women had discovered one advantage to being a Priestess
that made them all very, very happy: if they decided that part of
their body shouldn't have hair, the hair didn't grow.  Even Eric and
Ken didn't need to shave their faces.  At one point Ken, just for fun,
managed to grow a short goatee over night.  He'd noticed Jane's eyes
narrow over that little trick and could see the gears turning in her
head.  Arianwen and Sally mentioned that perhaps he should reconsider
having one, while Genie simply thought it looked a fake.  He shaved it
after dinner that evening.
      
      	Arianwen was also wearing a beautiful skirt and top which was
quite conservative, for her, anyway.  At least there was enough cloth
to hide her nipples.  Which was good, since she'd elected to wear the
shields behind her piercings and they caused her nipples to stay hard
and protrude quite a bit.  Even so, Ken noticed that if she wasn't
careful, someone would get a very clear view of the piercings anyway. 
Her only other adornment was a long, somewhat narrow plug that Ken had
inserted deep in her ass, which caused the teen to shiver with lust.
      
      	Sally, Ken knew, had been prepared by Eric.  Like Jane, she
wore a very classy dress (they'd managed to cajole her into a
clothes-shopping trip to get her away from the mansion again) that was
both sexy and elegant.  She was wearing a bra, since she was still
nursing.  However, Eric had placed a leather strap around the base of
each breast.  With the bra on, you couldn't see them, or the fact that
they caused her breasts to swell.  But Sally certainly knew they were
there.  Another strap went around her waist and between her legs,
nestling between her inner lips and rubbing her clit with every step. 
Sally had a very bright light in her eyes by the time the guests had
started to arrive.
      
      	Ken could feel Arianwen and Karen's intense arousal when they
got to the mansion.  Ari had gone to pick the girl up, though this was
possibly not the best choice of chauffeurs.  It was clear that
something had gone on, and kissing Karen when she arrived gave Ken a
healthy taste of Ari's pussy, which confirmed his suspicions.
      
      	As Karen looked around in amazement at the entrance hall, Ari
leaned close and whispered, "When I showed her the piercings, she
discovered that she could make me cum if she pulled them hard enough. 
I made her clean me up afterward."
      
      	"Oh?" replied Ken in a mild voice. "And who was it that gave
you permission to cum?"
      
      	Arianwen went red and would have dropped to her knees right
then and there if not for Ken's restraining hand.
      
      	"Don't worry, Minx, I'm just teasing," he smiled.  He sensed
her relief that she hadn't disappointed him, though there was a bit of
disappointment that she wouldn't be punished.  Just a little.  Ken
looked at her sharply.
      
      	"Do you want to be placed under the same restrictions as Jane?"
 he asked.
      
      	Ari thought for a moment and said, "Sometimes."
      
      	Ken leaned down and kissed her, and said, "I'm sure we'll be
able to figure something out.  Now, why don't you get Sally to
introduce you to her Mom and Eric's parents?"
      
      	Lenny showed up next, with his partner David in tow.  So, Ken
mused, this was the other half of the relationship.
      
      	Sex between men held no interest for Ken, nor did it hold any
repugnance.  He could see the strong bond these two shared and was
surprised that two men so young would love each other so deeply.
      
      	"Lenny," said Ken shaking the smaller man's hand, "it's great
to see you again."
      
      	"You too, Ken," said Lenny.  "I'd like to introduce my partner,
David."
      
      	Ken gave David a wide grin and shook his hand.  He was bigger
than Lenny, but without quite the same level of boundless energy that
Lenny radiated.  He was also, Ken realized, quite annoyed.  Ken
scanned him and found that Lenny had lied to him: he and David had
already had plans.  Just the two of them, dinner tonight and an all
too rare day at the beach together tomorrow.  And lots of sex.  Yup,
David was a little pissed, even after Lenny had told him that Ken was
very cool.  David had said if Ken was that cool, then he'd understand
if they declined, but Lenny remained firm.
      
      	Introducing David as his partner was a litmus test for Ken. 
Ken could assume that David worked with Lenny, and if he seemed
uncomfortable with the fact that they were a couple, that was how
they'd play it.  But if he wasn't, it would tell them a great deal
about Ken.
      
      	Ken was looking for a way to offer them some compensation for
having ruined their night together, but couldn't think of anything
appropriate.  Interestingly enough, he could see that David didn't
realize that Lenny was a sub.  No surprise there, since the smaller
man was such a fireball.
      
      	"It's really great to meet you, David."  Ken paused for a
moment, then said, "Look, I'm really sorry if I ruined any plans you
might have had.  Trust me when I tell you that Sally and the other
ladies had a fit about the short notice."  He shook his head and
pulled them to the side, "I know what a nutso schedule Lenny keeps, so
if you guys need to take off, don't feel like you really have to stay.
 If you do stay, I can promise you an excellent dinner and, hopefully,
good conversation.  But I promise I won't take offense if you need to
slip out. We can have dinner together another night."
      
      	Lenny was about to respond, when Ken said, "Speaking of Sally,
I have to check on something in the kitchen.  We'll talk if you're
here when I get back, OK?"
      
      	David's eyes were bugged out when Ken left, and he heard the
man starting to wonder about him.  How Ken had acted didn't fit with
what David knew about ultra-rich people.  In his experience, they
rarely were concerned with what other people thought or felt,
considering their time to be more important than anyone else's.
      
      	A few other people arrived, some friends of Genie's, and Sandy
showed up.  Ken thought Sandy was going to melt on the spot when she
was introduced to Karen.  The little pixy-like girl stood just over
five feet, and between her and Arianwen, Sandy thought she was going
to pass out from desire.  Ari felt it, and whispered "Later," to
Sandy.
      
      	Conversation groups formed and broke apart as people sampled
small items from the buffet.  Ann, Sally's mother, and Helen, Eric's
mother, were in another room, cooing over the baby, and Ken heard them
remark on how much Sandy had changed in the last few weeks.  They were
astonished that the tanned, fit young woman was the same one who'd
been so pale and still carrying extra weight from the pregnancy only a
few weeks ago.
      
      	Dinner was stellar.  Sandy had cooked up a storm, and one would
have been hard pressed to get a better meal in an expensive
restaurant.
      
      	After dinner, some people elected to swim in the pool -- mainly
Genie, her friends and Bill.  Ari, Sandy and Karen disappeared.  Ken
knew they were having sex in one of the bedrooms upstairs.  Sally,
Jane, Ann and Helen were all talking about the baby, and Ken found
himself pulled to the side by Eric's father.
      
      	"You're not what I expected," stated Davyn bluntly.
      
      	"Oh?" said Ken handing the older man a beer.  Davyn was an
older version of Eric with grayish hair.  "What was it you expected?"
      
      	Davyn smiled and said, "When Eric told me he'd moved in here, I
thought you'd be one of those flakes that had just gotten a pile of
money, but had no idea what to do with it, so he was throwing it away.
 Here, I find several high-finance types, and Lenny, who even I've
heard of.  Joan tells me she deals in high-end real estate.  Even that
young girl, what's-her-name, Arianwen, is into some kind of biotech. 
I made the mistake of asking her to tell me about it, and she lost me
in about one paragraph."
      
      	"Then, I'd suggest you don't ask Bill about what he's studying.
 He loses all of us, except your son, in about four words."
      
      	They both laughed, and Ken could tell that the man had been
worried about his son and daughter-in-law.  They continued to talk,
and Ken found that he liked the older Solberg a lot.  Eric's comment
about becoming a grease monkey was explained when Ken discovered that
Davyn owned a small shop that did custom modifications on very
high-end car engines.  Ken could see where Eric had gotten his brains
from, especially after Helen joined them and it turned out that she
did research on various alloys that could withstand the heat and
pressure Davyn's engines produced.  Ken expressed surprise that Davyn
hadn't been recruited by some of the larger car manufacturers.  Davyn
shook his head.
      
      	"Not a chance!  I've watched a lot of guys like me over the
years.  Most sold out to the big corps or the racing concerns.  Others
were driven completely out of business when their ideas didn't jive
with what the oil boys wanted to see.  Couple just disappeared."
      
      	Ken smiled and said, "And here I thought all those conspiracies
were fake."
      
      	"Son, YOU put together an engine that gets a hundred miles to
the gallon and try to sell it."
      
      	Helen put her hand on the man's arm, and he smiled and shook
his head.  They changed the topic.
      
      	Later that evening, Ken walked into the study.  Lenny and David
were looking through the book collection and holding hands.  They
split apart when they noticed Ken, and David looked a little defiant,
as if daring Ken to say something about what he'd seen.
      
      	"If you see anything you like, let me know and I'll let you
borrow it," Ken said.
      
      	He did feel a little weird when he looked at them.  Despite
David's nervousness at having been outted, both were attracted to him;
it was an odd sensation.  Low levels of sexual tension had been
drifting through the mansion all evening.  Ken had noticed Davyn's
eyes on Arianwen and Karen when they'd gone to the pool.  Considering
that the suits they were wearing left little to the imagination, that
was no surprise.  He'd also had an eye for Annette, who was looking
stunning, when Ken had introduced her and Gary.
      
      	But to feel desire from two men directed toward himself was
definitely odd.  It felt almost like a color that he hadn't seen
before, or a sound he couldn't quite identify.  He had no sexual
response to their desire at all, despite being able to absorb the
energy.
      
      	"Guys, look," said Ken.  "This is my home, and in this house
and on its grounds no one needs to hide their love for someone.  It's
not going to offend anyone.  Surely you noticed Ellen and Kim?"
      
      	The two women had not been very circumspect.  They hadn't been
all over each other, despite the fact that Kim was once again wearing
cinnamon oil on a freshly-whipped pussy and was climbing the walls,
but they'd held hands and stood with their arms around each other.  It
was obvious they were a couple.
      
      	Almost no one gave it a second thought, except Sally's mother
Ann, who he saw eyeing them.  She wasn't upset, but she was curious. 
Her husband had been far more conservative than she, and had been the
driving force behind them being involved in the church.  He had died
many years ago, and she wondered why she'd never been attracted to
another man, despite numerous attempts at dating.
      
      	"It's habit," said Lenny.  "People get uncomfortable."
      
      	"Not here," said Ken firmly.  "You'll find as you spend more
time here, that we are not your average group of people."
      
      	At that moment, Gary and Annette walked in and joined them. 
Neither even batted an eye when David took Lenny's hand in his own. 
Annette just smiled warmly at them, and Gary continued a conversation
he'd started earlier with Lenny.
      
      	Ken smiled.  The evening was going very well.
      
      End Chapter 38

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