Sharing
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THE SHARING
If one dived to the bottom of the pond near End Dome Hill, and if Bat-El was willing, then a connection was made to a twin pool in the Nyduly Wood. Bottom flipped to become top. Peter Two Feathers, his wife Deborah, Jerry Shy Bear, and his wife Robyn were fished out of the water and stood upon the darkly stained wooden decking that was built around the pool.
Bat-El was the deity of women in the Land We Know. Yeshua had many priestesses and deaconesses and acolytes to attend to him. The women gave the travelers from Earth white linen robes to wear while their clothes were dried.
“We have come to a place called the Land We Know,” Robyn told her companions. “It's a sort of clearing house between four different star systems. Peter, I think you will agree that neither you nor your wife can ever return to Earth.”
“I quite agree, Robyn.”
“For all practical purposes then, you are both dead. But you can be very useful here. If you do not return to Earth, I can offer you two other choices, and you are free to choose any one of them.”
“Please do.”
“You can stay here and live out the rest of your lives in peace. I am taking Jerry with me to my temple in the Kingdom of Menkal. If you like, you may travel with us, and settle somewhere in Menkal, and I will make sure all your needs for sustenance are met until you are able to support yourself.”
“And the other choice?”
“We are in need of a real prophet, in the mold of Jeremiah or John the Bapist. But if you recall the scriptures, a prophet was never the safest occupation. There could be danger.”
Peter and his wife discussed their options. Her first choice was the first one, the comfortable one, to settle down in Menkal. But Peter wanted to live up to his own title, no matter the affliction he would suffer, and at length he persuaded Deborah to agree. He turned to Robyn and said, “I will be your Prophet.”
It was less than twenty miles from the Pool of Bat-El to the city of Nyduly, but it took most of a day to get there because only Peter and Deborah knew how to ride a horse. Jerry Shy Bear and his newlywed wife Robyn were utter novices. Robyn was also the elohim Binah, and Binah knew many things in a purely intellectual basis, but she was discovering that knowing something in the head was a lot different from having muscle memory.
Still, Robyn and Jerry were quick studies, and by the time they reached the outskirts of Nyduly they were making better time. For security, two of Bat-El's priestesses accompanied them, armed with bows, but this part of the Kingdom of Hamar was considered very safe.
At a villa in Nyduly they became the guests of Yeshua Bat-El. Binah was in direct communication with Bat-El, so he already had a description of Binah's incarnation as Robyn. She said, “You were right, Yeshua. There were things I could never really know unless I experienced them in the flesh.”
And when Robyn introduced Yeshua to her husband and her religious leader and his wife, they were astonished to find themselves in the presence of the very one they knew from the Bible as Jesus of Nazareth, the Christ, alive just as the apostles attested, now two thousand years after his crucifixion.
Instead of the robe everyone expected, Yeshua wore a pure white tunic with a golden belt, and golden sandals with gold straps that wrapped up his calves. His clothing was of advanced Gorpai make, woven from fibers not grown on Earth, for they were nearly impossible to soil and never developed the smallest wrinkles, yet unlike most artificial fabrics the tunic was much like cotton, and it was very efficient at permitting body sweat to breathe.
He was eternally young, brown-skinned, with short black curly hair, and rather short. He was also beardless and looked nothing like his depiction in paintings. Jerry, Peter, and Deborah were all tempted to kneel, because the End Dome Church was derived from Christianity, but they saw Robyn shake her head, and they remembered how she said all the elohim were really on the same level with man and no worship was required. So they just greeted him.
He broke bread in their presence, and shared golden wine and roasted lamb with them. Riding a horse was tiring work, particularly for those who had never done it before.
“Bat means 'daughter' in the language of the Semite immigrants,” Robyn said around bites of lamp chops. “So technically Yeshua Bat-El is really the daughter of El, not his son.”
“But this human body of mine is male,” Yeshua said, using English with a very strange accent. “The sexual differences found in the mind of an elohim female do not – how can I put this? – map straight through to a human mind.” And he called for more chardonnay.
To make for easier explanations all around, Robyn used the word “glorified” to describe the nano-tech transformation that happened to her brain when she was infected by the Artifact, and the word “possession” to describe how an elohim mind could take over a human body.
She said, “Bat-El took possession of a Jewish infant named Yeshua two thousand years ago, and at first only the hands of that baby were glorified. When he grew up in the Galilee district Yeshua used those hands to heal the sick, and by so doing he developed quite a following around himself. Then he was put to death. In the grave, the glorification of his hands spread to envelop his entire body. Now Yeshua is one hundred percent glorified. He can never die.”
Yeshua nodded to indicate Robyn's brief account was entirely true. Then he turned to Prophet Two Feathers and said, “But now I would discuss a job opportunity for Peter, and the problem that made it possible. You see, there's five elohim, and five genders of planet-dwellers in the Land We Know, and our arrangement is that each elohim is in charge of a different gender, although in practice it is only my mother and Belial who style themselves as gods.”
“Your mother, Lord?” Peter asked. He was confused. “I thought El was male. Robyn called you 'his' son. And in the scriptures you called him your Father.”
“Mariam was my human mother,” Yeshua explained. “I called El my Father in those days because the people of Judea would not tolerate anything else. But El was the elohim who actually gave birth to me, and my elohim father was Belial.”
“Elohim are born female and only become male when they give birth,” Robyn added.
“Belial thinks of most nephilim as his enemies,” Yeshua said, “and he views humans, jen, and even the nephilim who worship him as potential enemies. My mother El thinks of humans as his servants or potential servants.”
“Yeshua won't say it out loud,” Robyn hinted, “but in his heart of hearts he knows El's approach isn't working well. The loyalty of servants is always more fickle than the loyalty of sons and daughters. Two ruined temples in Jerusalem stand as testimony to that.”
Yeshua grimaced a little, but continued. “Ariel, who is Chokhmah in the flesh, fancies herself a teacher, and she thinks of nephilim as her students. Robyn here, who is Binah in the flesh, is the clever and busy one. She always has a plan. She is always running some kind of scheme against Belial, and she thinks of humans, nephilim, and jen as equal business partners.”
“And Yeshua, who is Bat-El in the flesh, thinks of humans as his friends,” Robyn finished for him. “After all, he has united himself to humanity forever. El has handed off rule of the Earth to him, but there's another world war going on, so even Yeshua's control there is limited.”
“Robyn's judgment that my mother's strategy was a failure may be correct. Revolution has come to the Kingdom of Nath where the Temple of El lies. Long ago the brain of King Ravenmaster was changed exactly as Robyn's brain has been changed so that the King may be in direct communication with El. But many in Nath are agitating for a self-governed Republic, free of the King's decrees.”
“Can that really be so bad?” Jerry asked. “Our own republic, America, threw off the British king and set up rules such that the government could favor no one religious sect. After that, many different sects were able to flourish together in relative peace.”
“The United States is a government of man that replaced another government of man,” Yeshua countered. “But in Nath, El rules directly through the oracles he entrusts to King Ravenmaster. El played an important part in creating this Land. If he is cut out, there will be terrible consequences for everyone here, but especially for the poorest people of Nath.”
The next morning after sharing a generous country breakfast they set out from Nyduly, and crossed the River Sabik on a long stone bridge, the largest and most heavily-traveled in the entire Land We Know. The Kingdoms of Hamar and Alodra were friends long at peace, so there were no border hassles at all. In Alodra they picked up two Amazons who were fiercely loyal to Ariel. These yen would escort them directly to her.
So Robyn's growing company turned east and rode along the tree-lined north bank of the River Sabik all the way to the city of Kochad, at the place where the river Arhena merged with it. Kochad was three times farther than the Pool of Bat-El was from Nyduly, but they still made it in a single day's ride, because they got an earlier start, and the horse-riding novices Jerry and Robyn Shy Bear knew what they were doing by now.
The great Temple of Chokhma, which vaguely resembled the Parthenon in Greece, was yet another few miles outside the city of Kochad. They reached it by nightfall, and there they became the guests of Ariel, who was small as yen went but still a head taller than Peter, with a long mane of gold.
Now three of the five incarnated deities of the Land We Know dined together with Jerry, the Two Feathers couple, and their security detail (Belial was on the surface Gorpai in the body of the current Gerash Patriarch, and El never possessed planet-dweller flesh).
During the course of the meal Ariel let it slip that all the men in the Land We Know were at risk of losing their powers if El was angered sufficiently by the Nath revolt. Peter Two Feathers didn't understand what sha meant, and asked, “Do you mean magic powers?”
“The Land We Know is really a big experiment,” Ariel said. “We created it from scratch and ordered it exactly to our liking from the very beginning. Hence the pleasantly warm days and pleasantly cool nights here. Many creatures and other things that do not exist on Gorpai or Earth can be found in the Land We Know, and here alone. The afterlife to give one example.”
“The afterlife does not exist for us?” Deborah gasped. Such an admission went against everything she had been taught to believe.
Ariel smiled gently "There's a time for everything to end, Deborah. Just open your eyes and look at the world. Leaves turn crispy and brown, then they fall to the ground where they turn rotten and black, and eventually they become part of the living soil. Even the whole tree succumbs to this cycle when it is time. The old and decrepit are always recycled to form part of the new and supple."
“So the eternal life promised to us in the Bible is a lie?” Peter asked, almost panicking. It was a terrible thing to have one's innermost doubts confirmed.
“'Eternal' is an adjective describing the complete character of one's life, not it's mere duration,” Yeshua insisted. “That is all I taught, and nothing more. Binah tells me modern humans have something called the Telephone Game. That might give you an idea how my doctrine got twisted into a message promising unending but empty time for believers.”
“With respect to an afterlife as it is presently imagined, I am working on something,” Robyn said, “but I can say no more right now. The project east of the Upper Sea is part of it.”
“Robyn is observing the letter of her bargain with Belial,” Yeshua said. “She can reveal nothing to the other elohim. But she has spoken to humans, and they have spoken to us. And we know a wormhole can give us access to other places in the past, not only other places in space. We will be able to save many people, give them a second chance at life. The trillions of other elohim out there in space anticipated we would find something like you planet dwellers. There's a place very much like heaven already waiting for us, if we can win past Belial's formidable road blocks.”
“But even there, I suppose,” Jerry added with new resignation, “in a second life people will live a normal span and die, because just as Ariel is trying to tell us, that is the way of all things.”
Ariel nodded, and turned back to make gentle eye-contact with Peter's wife. “Deborah Two Feathers, we as individuals do not enjoy persistence, but the cycle itself persists forever from season to season. Don't you see? And if you were to contrive immortality by some incantation or potion or hidden quality of some sacred burial ground, you would no longer be a child of the world. You would no longer belong in reality! You would be alien to life itself, just like a stone smuggled into a nest of bird's eggs."
“Ariel does not speak idly,” Yeshua said. “We have given some of the male royals of Alodra immortality as another 'experiment' and we have seen what this does. None have willingly attained more than two hundred years. But immortality is just one of the twenty-five powers.”
“What are the other powers?” Peter asked, still curious.
“Take this stone table for example,” Ariel said. “Using your own strength, Peter, do you think you would be able to lift it?”
“My lady, I would not even be able to shift it slightly,” he admitted. It was a vast and bulky table made from a single block of black polished stone.
“Yet you are married to your human wife, so I deem you are a straight man. In the Land We Know you have the power to move stone without touching it. Try to lift the table, Peter.”
And to the great surprise of Peter, his wife, and also Jerry, the massive banquet table did gently lift until the table top was well over their heads. And just as gently, so as not to spill a drop of wine, Peter did cause the table to settle back down to the floor, where it lay with great solidity and immobility once again.
Ariel said, “There are other powers. Men who love other men can cut stone without touching it. Men who love yeng can control the weather, which is why the crops grow so well in Nath. Men who love jen can control winds. Men who love yen can fell trees. Mister Shy Bear, would you like to try your power also?”
“I will accept Peter's demonstration as confirmation of your claim, Lady Ariel,” he said, declining politely. Still, it was fascinating to him. In the Land We Know magic was real.
“Women have powers too,” sha said. “Straight women can be powerful persuaders. If you put your mind to it, Deborah, and you do not wish for Peter to go to Nath, you will soon find him riding to safety in Menkal instead.”
“It is my wish to turn aside,” Deborah admitted. “But it is my greater wish that Peter does what he knows to be right.”
The following morning they all shared yet another large breakfast. When they crossed over the border into Nath there were no guards to question them. The entire kingdom was in a state of chaos, and even the border checkpoints were unmanned.
The first large settlement they encountered in Nath was the city of Kabark, on the southwestern shore of Lake Enkaa. From there the road followed the lake shore to the Enkaa Dam, a mighty work in the Land We Know surpassed only by the Wall of Menkal.
Here Yeshua and Ariel departed from Robyn, and they took Peter and Deborah Two Feathers with them, for he was asked to preach at the huge stone temple called Adonai Shamah, “The LORD Is There” while Yeshua preached in Adjara, the great crossroads city in Nath.
Ariel harself would travel with har people to the capital city of Hadal to preach the same message, that the men of Nath were in danger of losing their ancient supernatural powers.
The troubles brewing in Nath were beginning to convince many of the simple folk who were loyal to King Ravenmaster to pick up and leave the kingdom. A trickle of refugees were moving west toward Menkal, where Queen Stronghammer had decreed an open door policy. Robyn and Jerry joined this growing tide of stragglers, with no other companions, and she did not expect to have any trouble on her way out of Nath.
It was slower going, even with horses, because people on foot often blocked the way. It took two days to make Mizal from the dam. After that, it was another two days north to Linan.
By dusk on the following day they arrived at the mighty Wall of Menkal. Robyn and Jerry were welcomed through without any formalities at all, for Binah was the deity of Menkal and her Temple attendants had thoroughly briefed the border patrol. And many of the people wondered, for it was the first time in history Binah had assumed planet-dweller flesh, and they were the first in Menkal to see Robyn Shy Bear and her Consort.
After that, Robyn and Jerry rode in a carriage driven by a team of four horses, two abreast, which rode flat out toward the west, day and night. In the middle of the seemingly endless Eliath Wood the horses and drivers were exchanged for fresh ones.
They passed through the city of Shedal the next morning, and the road began to gradually descend over the open and airy Horse Plains toward the distant sea coast. By that afternoon they arrived at Suhair, turned southeast, and followed along the rich lands inside of the coastal portion of the Wall of Menkal to finally reach the Temple of Binah by the end of the day. This was Robyn's home away from home.
Once inside, Robyn advanced to the very heart of her Temple, which narrowed to a small tunnel. She knelt to crawl through the tunnel, and Jerry followed her without question.
Shortly he found himself floating pleasantly in the tunnel, as though he were swimming in air. He followed Robyn's example and pulled himself forward by hand holds secured to the walls of the tunnel.
The Proxima system had only a single star and no planets. There were only a few scattered comets that wandered in from the cloud around Rigilkent and Agena. In the entire system, the only artificial structures were the ID Grid that marked the opening of the large wormhole to the Land We Know (called a fold-space gate, or fold-gate for short) and a rotating space station that was rarely inhabited. Even micrometeroids were rare.
In a century, this station would serve the crew of the Imperial Observatory which would be constructed nearby, but in 1943 it lay dormant and was operated with just enough power to support the life of a small reactivation team until they brought it back on line. It was accessed from the Temple of Binah through a much smaller fold-space door (or fold-door for short).
What Robyn had in mind was to share the station with Jerry for their official honeymoon. It would certainly be private. Binah herself controlled the fold-door from her Temple absolutely. As for the fold-gate, it would take three of the five elohim to open it and permit a ship to pass through. Belial and El working together could not do it without Chokmah or Bat-El agreeing to help, and they were asked by Binah to keep it shut for the next thirty days.
The station at Proxima was a gray metal disk like a hocky puck, about three hundred feet across, with fifteen levels arranged in concentric circles. The sensation of gravity due to centripetal force increased with each drop to a lower level, but it was never more than five percent Earth normal.
In the dead center of the station, facing forward, Robyn rolled down a metal shield outside a large square window to reveal a big bloated red ball, which appeared to be three times bigger than the sun from Earth. The stars rolled around like a clock, once a minute.
“There I am, Jerry, four million miles from here. Proxima Centauri. That's me.”
There was warmth, but it was so deeply red, like the sun at sunset, that Jerry was tempted to stare at it. Robyn warned him not to do so.
“How did we get here?”
“Wormhole. A kind of shortcut. You are the first American in space, Jerry.”
The disk of the station was fifty feet thick, large enough to occupy Jerry for weeks exploring it. There were two miles of passageways, each one tall enough for a nephilim to use, and more than two thousand compartments of various sizes and shapes. Five hundred of those compartments still contained personal belongings of people who had worked here before, some who would return, but some of them were long dead, and Jerry spent much of his time examining the clothing and personal effects left behind by many people from Gorpai and the Land We Know.
He particularly enjoyed the upper levels near the hollow hub, where the gravity simulated by the station's spin was very small. Jerry and Robyn played many games in the low gravity, most of them quite erotic.
Planet-dweller sex was one of the things Binah never knew, except in a purely intellectual way, but now Binah experienced it directly, with Robyn's body. The exquisite sensations were intense, comparable in some ways to elohim sex, but instead of lasting many years the climax was over in less than a minute.
What Jerry interpreted as Robyn going “blank” for a few seconds at the peak of her passion was really Robyn extending her sense of time far beyond the factor of five that Hunky and Dory were using, into the thousands. She extended the moment of her highest ecstasy to a subjective period of many hours, a trick she first learned while masturbating in the lonely isolation of the Olowade Clinic.
Even then it fell far short of her two elohim sexual experiences, but Robyn knew she could repeat this many more times in a life that would approach immortality.
When she had enough ecstasy, Robyn contracted her time sense to normal once again, and pulled Jerry tightly into her pulsing wetness as she expressed her satisfaction with very sensuous vocalizations that never failed to make Jerry tip over into his own climax.
The entire third level of the station was given over to what Robyn called her research laboratory.
“This reminds me of when I first met you, Robyn. I was your lab partner in science class.”
“Well some of the things you see won't be invented on Earth for twenty or thirty more years. Here's one example: coherent light.”
She showed him a bright dot of yellow light from what would be called a laser when it was cooked up on Earth sixteen years later. And Robyn explained to her husband that most light was a jumbled mixture of many frequencies. This was a beam of photons with a single frequency, all marching in lockstep. “The nephilim use this to communicate and to fight. Here, I use it to explore reality.”
Robyn began to teach her husband many things, and she had a remarkable talent for making complicated things easy to grasp. She took him from a pre-college level to graduate student in only two weeks, but she did it without the tedium of advanced mathematics that served as a mind barrier to so many. Like Thomas Edison, he would never author a scholarly paper, but his mind was well-prepared to become a cornucopia of practical invention.
With his head brimming and eager to get started, Jerry said, “I think Yeshua got it wrong, it isn't Ariel who's the natural born teacher, it's you.”
Hunky and Dory waited near the sacred pool for about a month before Robyn and Jerry returned. For shelter they built a little lean-to in the woods near the pond, but not visible from the pond. Every three day in the afternoon Yeshua's women friends from Nyduly Wood would emerge from the pond with waterproof containers of food and other items to keep the girls going, and they would return with their trash, but they had little news to tell them.
On two occasions early in the month, searchers approached their camp in a vehicle (it was at the end of a dirt road that meandered to the northwest of End Dome Hill). When they heard the approaching motor, Hunky and Dory dove into the pool and spent a few hours in the Land We Know conversing with the priestesses of Yeshua. When they returned to Earth they found their lean-to with its layers of blankets had remained undiscovered and unmolested.
The searchers stopped paying visits, but Hunky and Dory dared not light a fire even as the autumn chill approached. To stay warm they resorted to the one thing they had to occupy their time, which was lesbian sex, and plenty of it.
During the third week as the bump on her head approached maximum size, Dory said, “I have something to tell you, Hunky. I'm no longer a practicing homosexual. Know why?”
Hunky looked a little worried for a moment. “No, why?”
Dory smiled and said, “Because now I've become so damn good at it.”
That's when they independently discovered Robyn's trick of changing their subjective experience of time. In Robyn's case, she sped herself up to make the empty hours of the clinic go more quickly. In Hunky and Dory's case they slowed themselves down by a factor of five to make their sex seem to last that much longer. This alone took everything to a whole new level, but even that was nothing compared to what the Purple Cable would do for them a week or two later.
Near the end of their honeymoon when the station had circled Proxima three times, Jerry set up a sodium “fountain" with a laser trap, which was one of Robyn's favorite toys. This used a laser tuned just below the natural emission lines of sodium atoms to supercool them to the point where individual atoms could be seen by the naked eye. And Jerry also had a contraption that would activate the Golden Gift remotely, without directly squeezing it with his hand.
It isn't their small size that makes atoms invisible (the eye only sees the individual photons they cast off anyway) it's their rapid motion. At room temperature, atoms in a gas buzzed around faster than a speeding bullet. With a laser trap like the one in Robyn's lab they can be slowed to just a few inches per second, or even slower.
Jerry's apparatus worked because under the laws of quantum mechanics the laser frequency wasn't high enough to cause the atom to immediately re-emit the light after absorbing it, so the sodium atom made up the deficit with the energy of its own motion, fired a photon in the direction it was moving, and recoiled. Eventually the sodium atoms grew so cold a person could actually see a fountain of bright yellow dots rising in the vacuum and falling back under their own gravity.
The biggest part of the apparatus was the vacuum chamber and the pump. Jerry set up the Golden Gift inside so it's purple beam would intersect the sodium fountain. When he was ready, he told Robyn to watch.
Sure enough, the yellow dots passing through the beam disappeared, but almost seven seconds later they reappeared again in the same position they would have been if they hadn't been struck by the beam. It was as though the Golden Gift merely made the atoms invisible, but the effect wore off in seven seconds.
"Now watch this," Jerry said. He turned off the Golden Gift, and pressed a button to cause a glass ceiling to slide into place in the middle of the fountain, just above where the purple beam was aligned. The sodium atoms in the fountain struck the glass and bounced off (or adhered to the glass in some cases) but they went no higher.
"Okay," Robyn said, following everything he was doing with great interest.
Jerry turned the Golden Gift back on. After the sodium atoms passed through the purple beam they no longer bounced off or adhered to the glass, but passed right through. It was obvious the Golden Gift wasn't just making the atoms invisible for seven seconds, but it was allowing them to slip through the glass as if it wasn't there.
"I call this effect 'phantomization'," Jerry said. "The Golden Gift makes whatever the beam touches into phantom particles for 6.8 seconds. During that time, the particles continue on their way, right through solid walls or even through each other, interacting only with gravity."
"So why does that kill people?" Robyn asked. She already knew the answer, of course.
"Because the atoms in a human body are vibrating very fast. They are moving up to a mile a second. When they are phantomized they move off on their last known course and speed. If we were doing this at home, half of them would fly into the crust of the Earth and the other half would fly into the sky, until the seven seconds were up. The Golden Gift doesn't make things disappear, it only scatters their atoms into to sphere about fourteen miles across."
“What else have you learned,” Robyn asked her husband, beaming with pride.
“That once a sodium atom has passed through the beam once, it cannot be phantomized again. Even if it passes through the beam again it won't disappear, and it just bounce off the glass.
“So now you know exactly what the Golden Gift does, but you don't know how it does it.”
“That's right. But if you give me a little time to gnaw on it, I'm sure I can figure it out.”
“I believe you, Jerry! I will have my people crate some of this stuff up and have it brought to Earth through the Pool of Bat-El. We'll get a barge in Melak and run it upriver back to Nyduly, then back home.”
“Why are you doing all this? You made the Golden Gift, so you already know how it works. Why don't you just tell me?”
“Because elohim don't know everything, and we can't think of everything. If I can get humans to pick up my tinkering hobby and get a little good at it, who knows what you'll come up with? Surprise me, Jerry!”
“If you want to make me like you, then make me all the way like you.”
“Complete with a matching bump at the back of your head? That's an eternal commitment Jerry.”
He nodded that he understood, so Robyn went looking for a while, and returned with a syringe with a dark fluid inside, the same agent she prepared in the Artifact, to share the Change with Jerry.
During the fourth week, with only days remaining before the return of Robyn and Jerry, the girls woke up to find their own bumps had sprung open, revealing the same fifty-five pins that appeared on Robyn and the church mouse they found. Now they discovered the Sharing.
"Come on, Hunky,” Dory said, 'This will work a hell of a lot better without your jeans.”
Tentatively, Dory peeled them down off her legs and let Hunky kick them the rest of the way off. 'Beautiful!' she gasped, and with the Purple Cable hooked up Hunky knew Dory believed that to be totally true. There could be no deception.
Even with her knees somewhat apart Hunky's muscular thighs touched together, but that was exactly the way Dory wanted them to be.
Dory kissed her legs and inner thighs gently, then I kissed her tummy along the top of her cotton panties, and at each step she was doing exactly what Hunky wanted done to herself. In a way, being hooked up to Dory, Hunky was doing it to herself.
Then Dory kissed Hunky through her white underwear directly on her damp sex. She savored the smell of her, and because there could be nothing hidden with the Purple Cable, Hunky knew that Dory really loved the smell of her, simply by sharing my experience and enjoying it herself.
Dory used her teeth to slide Hunky's undies down off her ankles and then she reversed herself, taking the sixty-nine position. Her irresistible thighs were splayed over Dory's face so she began to kiss them. She licked the two creases where Hunky's legs joined together, and finally she nuzzled the textured lips of Hunky's slightly parted slit.
But with the Purple Cable, Hunky also literally was Dory, and she thought that it was herself who was somehow on bottom doing the licking. When she was licking Dory it felt like she was licking herself. And Dory also felt she was somehow also on top licking my original self.
So there was no border between my own sensations as 'Dory' licking and being licked, and my sensations as Dory-being-Hunky licking and being licked. And there was no border between Hunky's sensations as Hunky licking and being licked, and Hunky's sensations as Hunky-being-Dory licking and being licked. It was a swirling stew of identities where Hunky and Dory were being mixed up into each other, lost in each other, until their names floated free of the identities they were attached to.
Their jammed their faces tighter into each other's pulsing hips and thighs. Their body image literally became one as we simultaneously clambered into each other and were clambered into. The pleasure was continuous, rising in pace as the sensations climbed inexorably upward. The instant feedback of the Purple Cable seemed to synchronize them. They rose in tension together.
Then there was a gasp. “Oh honey,” Dory said. It was all she could manage to say. There had been a separation. She was Dory now, her name had returned to her. She was having her orgasm and my mind automatically and selfishly gathered every scrap of pleasure to burn leaving little to share.
The intensity of her burning welled up and absolutely went off the dial. Dory arched her back and every muscle in her body locked up for a moment. There was no breathing, no thought, and her eyes stared at nothing. Then she bent her head back into the blankets and was thrashing and moaning as every nerve ending in her toes, her fingers, her face, and her scalp began to fire with white hot signals of ecstasy. The pleasure felt like it was scrubbing every cell in her body.
But catching just the periphery of Dory's white-hot supernova immediately triggered the other identity to have a climax of her own. In that instant she was Hunky again. And all the pleasure she'd experienced up to that moment had given her no clue that there was capacity for much, much more. So Hunky's joy went off the charts too.
Then with stately precision their bodies synchronized together and moved from the eye-crossing phase of their orgasm to the part that squeezed out all the pooled blood from their hips.
But since they were also cruising at a time reduction factor of five their automatic 0.8 second orgasmic contractions seemed to happen every four seconds. Their pelvic muscles opened up and clamped down, gathering and squeezing, each contraction was like a separate orgasm in its own right, going on and on for two minutes. The pleasure was beyond belief, approaching the infinite. It filled every shred of their being even as the the waves began to subside. They came down slowly together, caressing, snuggling each other, utterly tuned in to each other, and tapering off with the same perfect attentiveness that defined this new kind of lovemaking.
When they were finished they couldn't even say “Wow.” Hunky and Dory would live almost forever, and for that entire time, they would have this Sharing.
Two days after that Robyn and Jerry emerged from the pool in the filtered sunlight of the thick woods below End Dome Hill, with Hunky and Dory sitting on the grassy ring mound waiting for them. Hunky held up the Purple Cable and said, “Robyn, you gotta try this thing!”
