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IF YOU HAVE NOT READ AVATAR, BOOK 1 YOU WILL BE TOTALLY LOST!

This is Avatar: Establishment, Book 2 and it picks up right where the
first one left off.

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Avatar 2

Chapter 15

       	There were quite a number of people at this ritual.  Lughnasad
was the time when the bread made of the season's first grain was
shared.  Sally had, of course, made a lot of bread.  Ken doubted that
it was actually made with the season's first grain, but it was the
thought that counted.

       	In addition to the current Circle members, Gary and Bill,
Ellen, Kim and Sandy had also shown up.  Joan happily joined in with
her two lovers.  And when Ken drew down the Goddess, everyone's breath
caught as She responded.

     	It was amazing, Ken mused later, how She could do that, yet those
who presumably didn't know She was a Goddess didn't wonder how She
could just appear.  Ken was sure She did something to keep people from
focusing on that, but when he asked Her, Her response was less than
helpful.

     	"People will see what they expect to see," She later replied.
"If they *know* that someone cannot just appear, then they will find a
way to rationalize that appearance.  Most of the time."

     	After the actual ritual was over, She indicated that Ken should
step to the center of the Circle.  He was a bit surprised, although he
shouldn't have been.  As a rule, Lea did not induct new members.
Annette and Genie were called to the middle by Ken.

     	"Annette," he said, "you have said that you want to join with us,
to become a Priestess of the Circle.  Is this still your wish?"

     	Annette started to kneel, but Ken's eyes narrowed and he shook
his head.  Somewhat at a loss, Annette looked at him, then raised her
head.

     	"Yes, Ken.  I come to you, the High Priest, and ask to be allowed
to serve Lea."

     	That startled Ken.  There really were no formal words to bring
someone to the Circle.  Well, up until this point, anyway.  He
suspected that Annette had just changed that.  Well, then: 'once begun,
best done' and all that.

     "Genie, you have said that you want to join with us, to become a
Priestess of the Circle.  Is this still your wish?"

     	"Yes, Ken.  I come to you, Lea's High Priest, and ask to be
allowed to serve Her."

     	Inside, Ken felt something.  He realized that it was the same
something he'd felt every time someone officially joined the Circle.
It reconfirmed what he already knew: they belonged with the Circle.

     	Behind Genie and Annette, the Circle had gathered.  Ken had a
thought.

     	"Bill, Gary, please come to me," he said.

     	Despite the fact that both men were startled, they walked toward
Ken.  They weren't even sure they wanted to, but they did anyway.

     	"These two women are ready to become Priestess of the Circle.
Will you give your blessing to this?"

     	Neither of them were ready for this.  Nor, in fact, was anyone
else; Ken had thought of it on the spur of the moment, but realized
that it was absolutely the correct thing to do.

     	Gary nodded, and said, "Of course."

     	Bill just nodded, at which Ken smiled and said, "Then I ask the
Circle to greet our new members."

     	Tears, kisses and hugs abounded.  Joan was grabbed and pulled in
by Eric and Sally, and Tina and Arianwen pulled in Kim and Ellen.

     	Once things had started to die down a bit, Gary looked around and
realized that this might not be the time for what he'd had planned.
Suddenly, he found himself looking into a pair of beautiful, deep-green
eyes.  It was Lea, and he found that he was just as paralyzed now as he
had been the last time he'd seen Her.

     	"Now," She said, "is the perfect time."  She cocked Her head and
smiled, "Just think of how you will face the wrath of Sally, who has
cooked a feast, if you do not follow through."

     	To his surprise, Gary laughed out loud.  It completely broke the
tension that had been inside him.  Ken had noted the interplay between
Lea and Gary and called for everyone's attention.

     	"There is," he said after people had quieted down a bit, "one
more thing to do before we finish the ritual."  He looked at Gary.

     	Gary walked to his slave.  Since no one was clothed, keeping the
box hidden, even as small as it was, had not been easy.  As he looked
at Annette, her breath caught, and she began to kneel.

     	"Not this time, Love," he said catching her hand and keeping her
on her feet.

     	He held out the small box to her.  It was just as beautifully
carved as the one for Ken had been.  Actually, it was even more
beautiful and somehow, just the quick glance he had of it, somehow
reminded him intensely of Annette.  He couldn't say how, exactly, but
just as the other box made him think of the Garden, this one made him
think of Annette.

      	Annette gasped when she saw the box.  She knew how rare it was
for Gary to carve something like this, and it was astonishingly
beautiful.  She cradled it in her hand, tears starting in her eyes.
Gary gently cupped her hand, then opened the box.  Inside lay a single
ring, also of carved wood.  Ironwood, as it turned out.

      "Will you be my wife?" asked Gary.

     	Annette was silent for a moment, then she looked at him.  "Yes,"
she replied, then put her arms around his waist and hugged him tightly,
pressing her cheek against his skin.

     	Naturally fresh hugs and kisses sprang up as everyone
congratulated them.  Gary, however, shortly held his hand up and asked
for quiet.

     	"Annette," he said as she stepped slightly away from him, "we can
have a big party and a big ceremony later, if you'd like.  But when I
asked if you would marry me, I didn't mean later.  I meant now."

     	Her eyes got big and she threw her arms around his neck, kissing
him and saying "yes" over and over again.

	And so, Ken performed his first wedding ceremony.  He knew they had
the approval of the Goddess and the words of the blessing flowed from
him.  Since he'd known this was coming, he'd spent some time looking up
various ceremonies, and even Lea had had some things to add.  It was a
beautiful ceremony and Gary and Annette were very happy.

     +++++

     	Everyone was still asleep the next morning when Ken quietly
headed off to class.  Well, 'still asleep' didn't really tell the whole
story since, as far as he knew, most people had only just gotten to
sleep.  He, himself, had only dozed for about fifteen minutes before
showering and heading out; as a result, he was not feeling quite up to
snuff during class.  The only ones to notice were Nikki and Sensei,
although only the former said anything about it.

     	"Hard night, last night?" she smirked, with the emphasis on
'hard'.

     	"You might say that," he grinned.

     	+++++

  	It had indeed been a 'hard' night.  After Gary and Annette had
pledged to each other, there came a feast.  That was really the only
word for it.  Sally had outdone herself, and when Annette saw the
wedding cake she was just awed.

     	"I can't possibly cut that!" she wailed happily.

     	"You damn well better," replied Sally.  "It's supposed to taste
as good as it looks!"

     	If anything, it tasted even better.  Considering that they were
celebrating not only Annette's marriage and Genie and Bill's
engagement, but the addition of two new Priestesses to the Circle, the
most surprising thing about the evening, was that it was almost
midnight before the play started.  Tina got the ball rolling, so to
speak.

     	"So Master Gary," she said into one of the few lulls in the
conversation, "now that you're married to her, does this mean that I
can't use your slave?"

     	Gary looked up at her and smiled.  "You know, I was just thinking
about that," he said standing up and holding out his hand.

     	Everyone assumed that he was going to lead Annette upstairs for
some private time.

     	"Considering that she's now a Priestess, I think it would be
appropriate to put my slave through her paces," he grinned.

     	It was obvious a second later what he'd really been thinking
about, because in one hand, he held cuffs and a strap.  He spun Annette
around and cuffed her hands behind her, then spun her back and slid a
hand between her legs.  She gasped and pushed against his hand.  He
held up his hand and it was easy to see how wet it was.

     	"Looks like she's ready to start her new duties.  Of course,
since I'm married to her, I claim first rights.  But I think it would
be very appropriate to see how many orgasms my lovely wife can have,"
he said.

     	Annette's eyes glowed with love and not a little lust, as Gary
pulled her upstairs to the play room.  Everyone followed and it wasn't
long before Gary had his wife bent over the horse, legs spread wide,
with his cock deep inside her.  She moaned her approval, then moaned
more loudly as he brought the strap down on her exposed ass.  He spent
a good twenty minutes inside her, and she had at least two climaxes
during that time.  Her ass was also quite red by the time he was
finished with the strap.

     	Tina and Ari were right there when he finished.

     	"Master Gary," asked Arianwen, "may we play with Annette?"

     	"Be my guest," he responded pulling out.

     	Tina was quickly between Annette's legs sucking Gary's cum from
her wet tunnel.  Ari spread her red cheeks and slid her tongue across,
then into Annette's rosebud.  Gary walked around to the front of his
wife and she eagerly accepted his cock in her mouth.   About that time,
Genie decided that she wanted Bill so she grabbed his hand and started
pulling him toward the doorway.  Other people, inspired by Gary and
Annette, and started making use of the various surfaces and toys in the
play room.

     	Genie was more than a bit surprised when she pulled on Bill's
hand and felt resistance.

     	"You're not going to let Annette have all the fun are you?" he
asked, pointing to the woman who was now deep-throating Eric, while
Tina and Ari licked and sucked between her legs.  Her husband was
liberally using the strap on her thighs, breasts and back and it was
clear she was loving every minute of it.

     	"I guess not," she smiled.

     	It wasn't long before Genie found herself in a very odd position.
 She was on her hands and knees with Ellen using a wide strap-on on her
pussy.  Genie's fiance was vigorously fucking her asshole while
slapping her ass cheeks.  Ellen was gently twisting and tugging Genie's
nipples.  However, Kim, was kneeling over her Mistress' face and while
Ellen ate her slave's delicious pussy, Genie was busy tongue fucking
her asshole.

     	Ken was indulging in a bit of suspension play with Jane,
something he was becoming quite skilled at.  Her breasts were actually
taking most of her weight, even though there were ropes around her
upper body.  Each leg was tied to ensure her cunt was open and
available.  He was using a fat single-tail to decorate her body with
heavy red welts.  Her breasts, tight and full with blood, were
excellent targets, since the whip caused especially painful stripes.
Her pussy, so nice and open, was also an excellent target, which he
made sure was not neglected.

     	When he finished fucking Jane, Sally was more than happy to
indulge herself in some pussy eating, since her husband was currently
occupied with Annette.  Sandy came over, her eyes gleaming with lust,
Jane had the feeling she was really in for it.  Jane didn't know why,
exactly, but she managed to bring out something in Sandy that was very
sadistic.  Gee, she thought as Sandy began working a barely lubed fist
into her ass, what a shame.

     	"Your wife told me you like this," said Sandy, pushing harder
than was strictly necessary.

     	Jane grunted in response, the pain in her asshole complimenting
the harsh tug of her clit ring, currently between Sally's teeth.

     	"I can't believe how tight your hole is," continued Sandy.  "What
with Ken plowing that telephone pole of his in your back door, and the
fisting Ari says you like so much, I'd think you'd be a little more
loose."

     	"No Mistress," panted Jane, "I'm sorry Mistress."

     	Sandy landed a hard slap on Jane's already welted ass.  "You will
be, slut," she said, pushing past her wrist into Jane's back tunnel.

     	She managed to get just a little more in before she pulled out,
then roughly pushed in again, forcing another grunt of pain from Jane.

     	Ken noticed that Joan was seated in a comfortable chair, but was
alone.  She was still in her dress, but it was hiked up around her
waist and she was lightly rubbing herself through her panties.  He was
about to go over there, when Tina beat him to it.  Shrugging to
himself, he turned toward Genie, who currently had one hole that wasn't
being used.

     	Joan had leaned back in the chair she was in, listening to, and
getting off on, the sights and sounds around her.  She was wearing only
her dress and her panties, and her bare legs were comfortably over the
well positioned arms of the chair.  She'd been holding off from cuming
and was riding that edge when something warm and wet engulfed her big
toe.  Joan opened her eyes in surprise and came.

     	"Hi Joan," said Tina, popping the wet toe out of her mouth.  She
used her fingers to rub Joan's insole.  "I thought maybe I could return
the message you gave me a while ago.  Perhaps with interest?"

     	Joan looked down at the beautiful teen.  Thoughts of how old the
girl was fled from her mind as her pussy started turning into a swamp.
Tina leaned forward, licking and lightly biting Joan's thighs, working
her way to the growing damp spot on the silk covering Joan's pussy.

     	"Mmm, you smell so good," purred Tina.  "May I?"

     	Joan, held in thrall by her lust for the girl, nodded.  Rather
than move the silk away, Tina pulled Joan to the mat near the chair,
managing to strip her of her dress as she did so.  She began her
message of the older woman, but it was certainly not a relaxing
message.  Her fingers trailed over the older woman's body, not
tickling, just arousing, and were often followed by her tongue.  She
moved around and knelt near Joan's head, her firm breasts just over
Joan's mouth.  Joan noticed that like Annette, Tina did not shave under
her arms, and under each one there was a damp patch of fine, dark gold
hair.

     	She breathed in Tina's scent as the teen leaned forward to lick
each of her hard nipples.  Things got a little fuzzy for Joan after
that.  She knew she reached a number of orgasms, and remembered eagerly
sucking Tina's pussy and bringing the teen off.  She remembered that,
at one point, Tina had fingers in both her pussy and asshole and that
had brought her to a shattering climax.  She even remembered, or
thought she remembered, Tina sitting on her face and playing with her
breasts, while someone else ate her own pussy.  The embarrassing, and
very exciting part of that memory, was that she was sure she'd peed in,
or on, who ever was eating her pussy.  Somehow, that had brought her to
a huge climax that left her seeing spots in front of her eyes.

     	Tina held her and stroked her as she recovered, then managed to
convince the exhausted woman that she needed to greet the two new
Priestess.  Somehow, Joan found the energy to do just that.  She
vaguely remembered having, and maybe even giving, a number of orgasms,
but she was almost asleep on her feet by that time.

     	All in all, Ken thought that the evening had been stellar.  Gary
had never left Annette alone, no matter who else was with her, and Bill
had done the same with Genie.  The only way the two men had gotten to
enjoy the other new Priestess, was when they'd gotten both the women
together.  By that time, Annette's skin was covered with welts and a
variety of fluids.  All the men had had them both, and each one had
dumped a load in Genie's ass.  She was a very happy woman.  Even Ellen
had fucked her, hard, in the ass with the strap on and Genie had loved
every minute of it.  Yes, it had been a very long day for Ken.

     	+++++

     	"Is widdle Kenny all worn out?" Nikki teased.

     	"Oh, I've got more than enough to handle you, little girl," he
shot back with a smile.

     	She slid into sultry siren mode, something that might have looked
comical since she was wearing a gea.  Somehow, though, she managed to
pull off the look very well.

     	"Hmmm, now that sounds like a plan.  You can take care of me any
time you'd like," she said in a husky voice.

     	"Oh," quipped Ken in a low voice.  "I wonder how your Master
would like that."

     	"If you'd share one of those hot women you always seem to have
with you, I'm sure he'd agree," she said with a wicked smile.  "I think
the delicate, little redhead is delicious."

     	'Delicate' was not how he'd describe Ari, but he had to admit she
looked the part.

     	"Yup," he responded, "she'd probably like that a lot.  Don't know
how well you'd survive, but you'd go with a smile on your face."

     	"Yum," she said, licking her lips.

     	They laughed and headed out to the mat.  The truth was that Ken
would have been more than happy to have a little play time with Nikki.
But he was a bit nervous about involving Sensei in any of this.  Nikki,
he was sure, had serious Circle potential.  But Sensei was just as
unreadable now as he had been the day Ken met him.  Not only that, be
he kept forgetting to ask Lea about the man, which was damned odd.

     	+++++

     	When Ken returned to the house, everyone in the Circle was awake
and about.  The other folks were still sleeping.  Ken was thoroughly
kissed by Genie when he walked into the kitchen, which almost lead to
her being had right on the kitchen table.  She didn't blink an eye at
his threat, despite all the activity the night before.  Ken wondered
just how far the Circle's capacity for sex was going to go.  Jane, who
was there also, was no longer sporting any of the welts from last
night.  She caught his look and batted her eyes at him.

     	"I wanted to provide Master with a new canvas to work with," she
said.

     	By mid-afternoon, everyone had started drifting downstairs, some
more bleary-eyed then others.  Joan seemed to be moving very slowly,
but perked up after two cups of coffee and a huge brunch that she felt
very guilty eating.  The light massage that Tina was giving her
shoulders didn't hurt her disposition, either.

     	Although Tina recognized that Joan was somewhat submissive, she
had also realized last night that it would not have been a good idea to
play up her own dominant side.  Eric or Ken, perhaps even Ellen, could
dom Joan, but not Tina.  It was an interesting revelation that she
wanted to think about.  Just now, however, feeling the woman's muscles
relax under her hands was a sensuous pleasure she reveled in.

     	A number of people had been invited to a late afternoon barbecue.
 That was the good news.  The bad news was that everyone forgot what
that meant -- specifically, that none of the women were wearing a
thing.  Something that Sally immediately realized when the bell rang
and she answered the door for Eric's parents.

     	"Hi," smiled Davyn, right as he noticed two things.

     	One:  His daughter-in-law was completely naked.

     	Two:  She was very, very attractive, and his cock was rapidly
coming to the same conclusion.

     Helen's eyes widened as she looked at her nude daughter-in-law,
but even before Sally had registered what was wrong, her quick wits
sprang to the fore.

     	"Well," Helen said with a smile, "I hadn't realized I'd be so
overdressed."

     	At that point, Sally turned white and scrambled behind the door.

     	"Shit!" she exclaimed.  "Oh Goddess, I'm so sorry... I didn't
mean, I mean I forgot..."

     	Helen peeked around the door at Sally.  "Sweetie, there's nothing
for you to be ashamed of.  Really."

     	"Ain't that the truth," said Davyn, who was reacting to the
presence of a Priestess.

     	Eric, dressed only in a thin pair of running shorts, dashed
around the corner, reacting to Sally's distress.

     	"Mom! Dad!  Is everything alright?  Where's Sally?" he panted.

     	His mother smirked as Davyn pointed to the door, which Sally was
still behind.  "Behind the door.  I guess we caught her coming from the
shower or something."

     	Realizing what had happened, Eric was faced with several
realizations.  The first of which was that none of the other women in
the house were dressed.  The second of which was that his father had
been quite affected by Sally's show.  The last, and most surprising,
was that his mother had been also.  He could appreciate that his
parents were good looking, but feeling their sexual desire was more
than a bit disconcerting.  It was only later that he realized that it
mattered not at all to him that both of them were lusting after his
wife.

     	Ken, having sensed that something was going on, had also headed
toward the front hall.  He was fresh from the shower, but, like Eric,
was wearing shorts.  While the sight did nothing for Davyn, Helen, who
had not reacted at all to her son, more than made up for it with Ken's
entrance.

     	Both of them noted Ken's casual attitude about Sally's nakedness
when he mentioned that it would be nice if she took care of the
clothing issue.  Sally was too flustered to understand that he wanted
her to warn the other women, but Eric wasn't and went with her for that
purpose.  However, Sandy, who had not realized that others had arrived,
picked that moment to come into the entrance hall to get to the the
grand staircase, just as Sally fled and Ken invited Eric's parents in.


     	While she turned a bright red, she handled the situation with
more grace.

     	"Oh, I'm sorry!  I didn't realize that people were arriving
already," she said.  Then, with a huge smile at both of Eric's parents,
she quickly went upstairs.

     	Ken hoped fervently that Eric had gotten the message to the rest
of the women.  As he was leading the Solbergs to the large pool -- by
the long route -- he heard Helen whisper to Davyn, "If you don't take
me somewhere, anywhere, in the next ten minutes and fuck my brains out,
I'm going to explode."  She was sure that Ken hadn't heard.  In truth,
he didn't know if he'd heard the comment, or read it from her thoughts
because she was projecting so strongly.  But he didn't need words to
know that Davyn would be more than happy to keep his wife from
exploding.

     	Several hours later, while food was being cooked and distributed,
Davyn wandered up to Ken, who was manning the grill.  Everyone who was
coming was now at the party.  Karen, Tina and Ari were playing in the
pool.  For some reason the game of keep-away contained a lot of
grab-ass and eventually had Ari losing her bottoms.  Lots of squealing
going on there.  Lenny and David were deep in conversation with Joan
and Ellen.  Neither failed to notice that Kim had decided to kneel
beside Ellen.  And David had no trouble noticing the small woman's very
large and well-displayed breasts, which her bikini did almost nothing
to hide.  Lenny, of course, couldn't care less, but Ken had noticed his
eyes on Eric quite often.  Him too, actually.

     	"So, how's my car coming?" asked Ken.

     	"Pretty good," replied Davyn.  "There are a few things that I
wanted to try out.  They've been well tested, but not put on a standard
car.  You think you'd be game?"

     	"I guess that depends on what those 'things' were," replied Ken.

     	Davyn shrugged.  "If you got time tomorrow, I can show you then."

     	"Sounds good to me."

     	"So," asked Davyn, "I notice that the women here seem to be
pretty casual about what they wear."

     	Davyn and Helen, since they'd come early, had decided that they
wanted to go for a walk on the grounds.  Ken had nodded and told them
to make themselves comfortable, even pointing out that if they stopped
at the pool house first, they'd find chairs to sit on, or a blanket, if
they wanted to sit under a tree or something.

     	The 'or something' had turned out to be Helen throwing herself at
Davyn in the pool house.  They had fucked like mad, Davyn surprising
himself with an almost complete loss of control.  Helen hadn't been
satisfied, her one intense orgasm nowhere near sating her, and they had
grabbed a blanket and headed out.

     	They had only made it past a slight hill that kept them out of
sight of the house, before Davyn had spread out the blanket and turned
to see his naked wife looking at him.  She had smiled and slunk onto
the blanket as Davyn almost broke his neck getting out of his pants,
and they had coupled like people who hadn't had sex in years.  In fact,
Davyn hadn't felt like this since he was a teenager.

     	Ken was able to read Davyn well enough to know the man wasn't
upset.  On the contrary, to his immense surprise, he was amazingly
horny for a guy who'd come twice in the last few hours.

     	Ken shrugged and said, "They don't like doing the laundry."

     	Davyn's eyes widened, and Ken continued, "Somehow, none of us
guys thought to complain about it."

     	"I bet," said Davyn dryly.

     	"Seriously, Davyn, I'm really sorry if you were offended.  We are
kind of casual about clothing around here, though."

     	"Trust me, it's no problem.  Eric is one hell of a lucky guy,
that's for sure."  Then his eyes narrowed.  "You starting one of those
communes here or something?"

     	"Or something," replied Ken.

     	"I see," said the other man.

     	That's when Ken started to wonder just what the hell Eric was
going to tell Davyn about Joan.  Which was about the time when Davyn's
eyes fell on his wife, Sally, Eric, Joan and Christine.  Sally stood,
took Christine from Joan, kissed Joan, then headed inside to change the
baby.

     	It was such a natural action for her that she didn't really
notice it.  While the kiss had been too quick to involve any tongue, it
was clear that it was a lover's kiss.  Ken could feel the lust start to
rise in Helen as easily as he could feel Davyn's eyes boring into the
side of his head.

     	"Why," drawled the man, "do I get the feeling that there's more
going on here than I thought?"

     	Hoping without hope to derail the man, Ken looked at him.  "I
don't suppose that you'd be able to give me some idea what you want to
do to my car?"

     	The attempt was totally lame and completely transparent.  Ken
suspected that, even if it hadn't been, Davyn wouldn't have been
distracted.  He just looked at Ken, who could tell that while he wasn't
angry, he was a bit concerned.

     	"Davyn, I don't interfere in how people pursue a relationship
here.  If you want to know more about Eric and Sally's choices, you'll
have to ask them." he said.

     	"Yup.  I might at that," said the man.  "I'm sure whatever he has
to say will be *most* entertaining."

     	They talked for a few more minutes.  Ken knew that Davyn wasn't
upset, exactly.  He was starting to worry about his son and
daughter-in-law, though.  Eventually, he excused himself and went to
find Eric.

      	David wandered over to Ken a bit later in the day.  Ken already
knew that the news wouldn't be good.  Naturally, David didn't know
that.

      	"Hey, Ken, how's it going?" he asked.

      	"Good," said Ken.  "It's a nice day, there's good food,
beautiful women... what's not to like?"

      	"Yeah," replied the man.  Obviously, he was unhappy about
something.  "Look, we don't have to talk about it now, but I do have
some information for you on that incident with the cops."

      	"From the tone of your voice," said Ken, taking a drink of his
iced-tea, "I'll assume that the news is not good."

      	David sighed, "You're right.  Look, I don't know who they have
in their pocket, but I did find out a few things.  The first is, they
really are going to drop any mention of what happened from the
records."

      	"Okay, that's good.  It's what Johnsten said they'd do.  What's
the bad news."

      	"We can't touch 'em.  Or rather, I can't and still keep my job."

      	"I see," said Ken.

      	"Look, I can't tell you how pissed-off I am about this.  But it
was made very clear to me at work that, if we pursue this, I'd have to
find work somewhere else.  Like in another city.  The fact that I'm gay
is known, and although most people don't make a thing of it, it was
hinted that, considering the political climate -- which isn't getting
any better, by the way --  the firm might find me too controversial to
employ.  If that were the only thing, then I'd say fuck it and go after
them anyway.

      	"But it was clear that Lenny would be at risk, as well.  I don't
know who they have in their pocket, but it's someone with a lot of
pull."  David paused, and looked at Ken.  "I did a little digging after
it was hinted that I should drop the case.  I've found three other
lawyers in the last eight years or so who wanted to try similar cases.
The first two decided not to drop the case, but not only did it never
get to court, they were both disbarred.  The third one, after finding
that out, decided to drop his case.  Maybe in the future, if I can dig
some information up, I'll be able to do something, but now would not be
the time."

      	Ken nodded.  "I understand, David.  Don't sweat it.  Until we
know who's pulling what strings, it would be stupid to go rushing in."

      	David nodded in relief.  He hadn't told Ken the rest of his
findings and didn't intend to.  Of course, he had no way of knowing
that Ken could easily read the thoughts that he was projecting so
strongly.

      	The first two lawyers had, indeed, been disbarred.  They had
also disappeared less than a month after that had happened, and they
were presumed dead.  The third lawyer had left, not only the practice,
but the state, and was now somewhere in Montana.  David didn't know
what had scared them so much, but he was determined to find out.

		Ken decided that he would have to find a way to keep David from
nosing around.  The last thing he wanted was for his friends to get
hurt because of him.

      That was a problem for another day, though, and he turned his
attention to the pool and the fact that Ari, Tina and Karen had ganged
up on Gary and were trying to dunk him.  While they didn't appear to be
getting anywhere, Gary was certainly having a lot of fun.  Tina
squealed in outrage as he somehow ended up with her bikini top in his
hand.  Ken hoped that Gary would understand when he explained why they
had to drop the case.

	But that, too, was a problem for another day.
      
      End chapter 15

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