I was surprised to see my mom there on the floor floundering around and grunting while doing the naked tango. And I mean, she was really into it and didn’t even notice that we’d come in the house, but her lover looked at us and blushed. Then I realized who he was and yelled, “My god woman, you fucked your psychologist?!”
CHAPTER NINETEEN
Preview of PS The Dragon Fights
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PS The Dragon Fights
At that point Alyss doubled over in pain. She clawed at her head, suddenly consumed by some overwhelming power. Threads started to spray out of her pores, wrapping and twisting themselves around her. She screamed, filled with the sensation of being torn apart and restrained all at once. “Stop it!” She screamed at him. “Stop this! I`ll die,” she shrieked. His hands fluttered around her, trying to rip the threads out of her skin, but the few times he succeeded she screamed even more loudly. He ended up just standing there helplessly, staring as some strange power over took her.
“It`s not me,” Aeron protested. He tried to cast spells, do anything he could to make it stop, but finally gave up when all his efforts proved to be hopeless and just stared at her writhing in pain, feeling miserable for her, but helpless to change anything.
She shrieked in pain. The threads were now coming out thick and fast, and it looked like she was covered in a monstrous arachnid`s web. She shrieked again, this time in terror, desperately clawing off great swaths of the stuff. Her fear fueled adrenaline was such that she was able to ignore the pain it caused in pursuit of maintain her freedom from the gruesome stuff.
Still it came even faster now, and her arms were quickly bound by the stuff. She gave one last scream, but was quickly muffled as it gagged her mouth. Hysterical sobbing was the last he heard on the outside frantically wringing his hands on the other side of the webbing. And then she was completely caught up in the thick cocoon. He caught her then as she face planted the floor, her legs losing the ability to ensure her balance. He whispered to her then, soothing words coming so sweetly from that poisoned mouth.
The strands cocooning her hardened quickly, glossy and crystalline strands shining like candy floss. He tapped it and it rang out like a turtle`s shell. He slapped at it to try to free her and as it hardened the sound deepened like a giant bell. Slowly each of the individual strands melted together into one smooth shell. He looked around frantically, but of course no one was available in the room to lend him their aid.
He hoisted her up in his arms, discomforted once again by the weight and awkward shape she now had. He ran through the halls, calling out frantically for help. But all of the rooms he passed were conspicuously empty and sparse. Not a soul was to be found in all of his desperation.
He ran, more and more. Somehow he ended up at the council room, still rather crowded with the representatives present at the earlier meeting. He steadied her with an arm so she was propped up like a life size doll. “Everyone,” he yelled frantically. “Can anyone tell me what is wrong with this girl,” he pleaded. All conversation stopped, everyone staring at their oddly discomfited prince.
The fairy warrior stepped forward. The man poked and prodded, knocking on the shell and scraping at it with his claw length nails. Aeron flinched Alyss away from the other man`s inspection initially, but he eventually consented. He was desperate for any help he could get, no matter how dangerous the claws looked placed on his special person.
The fey man dusted his hands, standing up from his inspector`s crouch. “This is perfectly normal,” he said reassuringly. “This is the puberty stage of our kind,” he smiled.
Aeron looked at him aghast. “Your people have such a long life span, and yet she is going through puberty at a mere fifty years old?,” he asked incredulously.
“She`s that old,” Jackie asked with the same level of shock. “I thought she was fifteen or something.”
“Yes, yes,” Aeron said impatiently. He waved Jackie`s confusion away as an insignificant matter. “Of course she is, but she is bound to live for thousands of years in keeping with the life spans of her kind, so of course fifty years is just her first bud of youth.”
The room rattled, then almost burst as an ever increasing cavalcade of fairy and fey warriors marched into the meeting room. The fey queen stood at the helm of her subjects, twilight cloak dotted with tiny bits of star fire sweeping into the room. The fey warrior already present in the room quickly bowed down to her, and she nodded her head in greeting to him.
She swept through the quickly parted crowd, heading straight for Aeron. He looked at her, holding onto Alyssa`s still form protectively. She swept aside her cloak then, standing squarely in front of him. She gave him the up and down, her slight smile proclaiming that she liked what she saw there. “I`ll return her once she has finished this stage and her training,” she promised.
“No,” he proclaimed. “You abandoned her, left her at the mercy of those humans. Left her in the care of those heartless golem ‘parents’,” he growled. “You`ve shown you can`t take care of her properly. You can`t have her back!” he spat.
Another woman walked forward. Her
