Chapter 45: The Request – Part II

” ... We would like you to be the father of our future Queen.”

The words echoed in my head. I had scanned her and suspected something unusual was coming, but not this. It took a moment to register in my brain what the Queen was asking of me. I could see Mikeya and Ileana looking through the doorway, and I sensed their apprehension as they waited on my reply.

Finally, I connected Mikeya and Ileana with us.

“Your Majesty, Princess Mikeya, Princess Ileana. I am both honored and humbled by your request. Might I have some time to consider it fully and to speak with my Grandmother?” I thought to them.

“Of course!” Kalani thought back to me. I could sense the queen was relived. She was impressed with my maturity. I think she had feared I might react in a typical American adolescent fashion and want to fuck her daughter right there in the Dining Hall. I also think I earned some brownie points for consulting my grandmother. After all, they are a matriarchal society.

Mikeya was disappointed on having to wait on an answer. But she too, appreciated that I hadn’t embarrassed them with a crass or vulgar reply.

Ileana just seemed impatient. I couldn’t read the mixed languages of her emotions very well. But I could clearly sense her teenage hormones were raging. Something about her emotions and my bedding her sister didn’t make sense to me

Mrs. Kapaemala motioned for the princesses to rejoin us.

I quickly located Catherine in her room talking to Liz as they packed to fly home later.

“Houston, we have a problem!” I told her, quoting from the future movie about Apollo 13’s mishap, that had occurred last year (April, 1970).

“What is it, Michael? Are you all right?” Catherine immediately thought.

“Uh ... I think you might want to join me in the Dining Hall and bring Anna if you can. When you arrive, the woman I am with is an actual monarch, so you might tell Anna to bring her best set of manners. I’ll see you soon, I hope!”

“While I wait on my grandmother to arrive, I have request, if I may?” I asked the Queen.

“Your grandmother is coming? You know this?” she asked.

“Yes. She was in her room at the Lodge, but she should be here soon. I asked her to bring my chief of security, Doctor Carter, who also happens to be my head trauma doctor,” I said.

“I am afraid I do not understand. How...?” Mrs. Kapaemala said.

Taking their connection, I tied the three of them into my connection to Catherine, and tapped her mental shoulder again.

“I can see you’re on the way, Grandmother, but please slow down. The rain is making the trail slick. The issue is important, but not urgent,” I told her.

“Can you tell me what’s going on Michael?” Catherine asked.

“Nothing bad, in fact just the opposite! I just feel you should help me to evaluate it. I’ll fill you in after I introduce you to the Queen,” I told her.

“The Queen! You’re serious? I thought you were joking! I’m not dressed to meet royalty!” Catherine cried.

All three Princesses laughed!

“Please, Michael” Mrs. Kapaemala said. “Stop with the titles. Tell her that if she’s dressed as we are, she will be just fine!”

“You heard that?” I asked laughing.

“Michael Wagner, this had better be good!” Catherine threatened but I could tell she didn’t really mean it.

Then both of the Princesses started talking at once, to each other mostly, but occasionally to me without waiting for an answer. It was that thing that girls can do, that, even with my gift, I couldn’t begin to fathom. So I sat quietly, waiting.

When Catherine and Anna entered the Dining Hall, they made a beeline towards us. As I stood, the Princesses became quiet. I looked a question at Anna, but she shook her head. She had not heard anything back yet.

“Your Majesty, may I present my grandmother, Mrs. Catherine Wagner, Chief Executive Officer of Wagner Industries. And Doctor Anna Carter, my very good friend, Chief of Security, and noted Head Trauma specialist. Doctor Carter is also the owner of Twin Springs Ranch, and your hostess for your visit here.

“Grandmother, Anna. May I present Her Royal Majesty, Queen Kalani of the Island nation of Tapato. And her daughters, Princess Mikeya, Heir to the Throne, and Princess Ileana.”

Queen Kalani had stood in the American custom, and before Catherine and Anna could feel uncomfortable with how to greet royalty while naked, she extended her hand.

“It is I who am honored to meet the grandmother of such a remarkable young man,” the queen said, addressing Catherine. Then she turned to Anna.

“And that he calls you his friend is all I need to know that you are a very special lady,” the queen said, graciously.

Mrs. Kapaemala asked them to be seated, and when they had, she said, “I am sorry I am so ill equipped to entertain. I was not prepared to hold court while so far away and on holiday. Please forgive me.”

“Leave it to Michael to try and hold court at a nudist camp!” Anna said with a laugh. They all laughed with her.

Mrs. Kapaemala had slipped into her royal diplomatic role as she sensed negotiations coming.

“Again, I am sorry to have pulled you away from your holiday plans, but I have made a request of Michael, and not knowing your customs, I have no idea how we should proceed,” she said.

“It is an honor to meet you, Your Majesty,” Catherine said formally. “I too, was not prepared for Michael to hold court. But why don’t we start at the beginning?” Catherine suggested. “Michael?”

I knew what Catherine wanted, so I connected to all five of them as I began to replay the events of our meeting last night, and then today. I played it at Catherine’s usual speed, knowing that the Princesses had already heard it.

“Oh my!” exclaimed Catherine when I finished. Anna just looked at me with a smug grin on her face.

“It’s a good thing he’s a hypersexual sixteen-year-old!” she thought.

Mrs. Kapaemala raised her eyebrow.

“What is this ... hypersexual sixteen-year-old?” she asked Anna.

Anna blushed and looked at me evilly. If looks could kill, I’d be a dead man.

“I’m sorry, Your Majesty. It is an inside joke, but not necessarily a professional diagnosis,” she said.

“So, Michael is using his ... er ... gift to play tricks?” Mrs. Kapaemala said with a sly smile.

Now I blushed.

“Maybe we should just stick to the topic,” I suggested.

“Your Majesty, May I...” Catherine started to ask before Kalani interrupted her.

“Catherine, while we are here and discussing things of a ... family nature, please call me Kalani!” she asked.

“Very well, Kalani. Just what do you know about Michael?” Catherine asked.

“Only what Michael showed you and what my son Jason told us his cousin had to say about him.

Catherine looked at me with one eyebrow arched. I wished that I could do that.

“Julie. Her son is the young man who was sketching Julie yesterday, out on the balcony,” I replied to her unasked question.

“Oh! That’s your son?” Catherine asked.

“My youngest. Jason is fifteen, Ileana is sixteen, and Mikeya is seventeen,” Kalani said.

“Well, then let me tell you about Michael,” Catherine begin.

“Oh, no! May I be excused?” I asked, standing up as if to leave.

“Sit down, Michael,” Catherine said. Then she continued.

“Michael was in a car accident eight weeks ago. He suffered a concussion that left him in a coma, along with two broken wrists, and some lacerations. His parents, my only son and his wife, died in the same accident. Michael’s twin sister, Nicole, fortunately, was not with them. They were all visiting family in Tennessee at the time, so Michael was taken to the local hospital there. When he woke from the coma, six weeks later, he had no memory of his parents or me or any other parts of his previous life, and still doesn’t. Dr. Carter here is a head trauma specialist, and can give you more details if you desire,” Catherine offered.

“We are sorry for your loss,” Kalani interjected.

“Thank you,” Catherine said before continuing.

“While in the hospital, he barely survived an assassination attempt. A doctor, hired by the same group that caused the car accident, tried to give him a lethal injection. Anna got Michael out of the hospital and brought him here, along with our family, to hide out until the threat could be dealt with. Earlier this week, we were able to deal with the assassins, and now, part of the family is returning home tomorrow. Michael and the others are staying until Thursday,” she told them.

Catherine paused and looked at me, smiling.

“When Michael woke up, with his memory gone, he discovered he had a gift. It is very special and unique and we have gone to considerable pains not to let anyone else know what he can do,” Catherine said, looking at me.

“For some reason, he has decided to share the knowledge of that gift with you, not to boast, but to help you better understand the situation. This is tantamount to making you honorary members of our family, and proves to me, he has examined your hearts and deemed you worthy. This is just one of the many remarkable things he has done lately.”

“We are honored,” Kalani said. “Please, continue.”

“In the last two weeks, Michael has helped almost every member of our family, in some very amazing ways, not to mention many others he has come in contact with. Before the accident, my grandson was selfish and self-centered. Since he woke up, I have been delighted to find he is a loving and caring young man, who would do just about anything to help someone else. He is strong, kind, and gentle. He is wise beyond his years and more mature than many men, twice his age. I am proud of the man he is becoming, and I feel you could not have picked a better, more loving young man to be the father of your future generations,” Catherine stated proudly.

I was shocked at Catherine’s response. I didn’t know what to say, so I remained silent, blushing at Catherine’s praise.

Anna spoke up next.

“When I first met Michael, I was carrying a heavy emotional burden. I had been dealing with it unsuccessfully for many years. Using his gift, Michael recognized my problem and helped me deal with it, and now I am happier than I have been in years. This is even more remarkable given I am twice his age, and supposed to be taking care of him. I agree with Catherine that I have never met a more unselfish and open young man. And I know he would be an excellent choice to help you too!”

Now I was really embarrassed, but I looked at Anna and smiled.

“I love you!” I thought to her. She just smiled.

“Just for the record, not only is he kind and good, but in a few weeks, he will become the head of one of the largest privately owned corporations in the United States. And one of the richest young men in America,” Catherine stated.

“We had no indications of those things. I can assure you that we are not after financial reward,” Kalani said.

“I hope you can understand why we look very closely at the motivations behind any arrangements Michael may become involved with,” Catherine stated.

“Certainly! I am, how do you say ... blown away, by his credentials and your endorsements. Let me say once more, we ask for no financial considerations. In fact, I was prepared to negotiate with you how much we would have to compensate him and your family.”

There was silence. Both of the matriarchs looked at each other, then at me.

Finally, Catherine said, “I am aware that Michael has looked into your hearts, in his own special way. And he has given me no indication he has seen anything other than the truth as you have spoken it. He has also let me know that he is willing to help you.”

“Thank you,” Kalani said softly, looking at me.

“And speaking for Michael, I can say we seek no financial or other compensation as well.” Catherine told her.

“Oh!” Kalani said. Then she paused to ponder before finally saying, “Since there is nothing you seek, I’m unsure how we should proceed from here.”

“I realize it may not be normal not to seek gain when the opportunity arises, but then, Michael is not your normal, everyday young man either!” Catherine replied.

“No, he’s most definitely a very special young man! With a penchant for helping people, it sounds like,” Kalani said. “If you’ll excuse me a moment.” Then she turned and spoke quietly with Mikeya and Ileana. After their whispered conversation, she turned to me and spoke formally.

“Michael. On behalf of Mikeya, Ileana, and the people of Tapato, we would like to formally request that you become the father of our future queen,” she stated, quickly adding “Please!”

“Michael?” Catherine asked me.

“You know I’ll help them. But because of the language barrier, I’m not certain Mikeya understands what she’s asking,” I thought to Catherine.

Catherine didn’t respond, but I could see her thinking hard on my dilemma. Finally, she looked to the two Princesses.

“Which one of you young ladies is Mikeya?” Catherine asked.

Mikeya slowly raised her small hand.

“Have you ever been with a man, Mikeya?” Catherine asked her directly.

Mikeya shook her head no.

“Have you ever kissed a man?” Catherine asked.

Again, the head shake, adding a small, “Not yet,” and a nervous smile.

“Then perhaps that is where we should start!” Catherine told them.

“Michael,” The single word from her was an order, so I stood looking at Kalani, waiting.

Kalani nodded her approval without a word.

Only then, did I turn and look at Mikeya. Her eyes were wide, and she licked her lips nervously. I offered my hand and taking it, she rose. I looked at her, awaiting her permission.

Finally, she nodded, and I pulled her to me and kissed her gently on the lips.

“In America, that is usually referred to as a friendly kiss. A little more than you would greet a friend or relative with, but not an invitation to go home with you,” I told her, repeating the lesson I had given Julie.

Then I kissed her again, squeezing her hands gently and moving my lips on hers. It was a bit longer kiss, and when we broke, she sighed.

“That kiss says I want to see you again.”

I stepped back, still holding both her hands, as I looked at her. She was pink from the top of her breasts to her hairline. Her bronze skin glistening in the natural light that filled the room. Catherine was poised, but I could sense her excitement.

Kalani, on the other hand was nervous. Mikeya was her baby. She had groomed her for this for seventeen years, but now that the time was finally here, she was no longer the queen, but just a very concerned mom, feeling a typical mother’s amalgamation of feelings. Joy and sadness, anticipation and fear, all rolled together in her daughter’s excitement. Mikeya sensed this, but she was too wrapped up in what was happening to pay it any attention.

Ileana licked her lips. I could sense her libido was doing summersaults at the idea of all this. And I had figured out she was a romantic at heart, so maybe this whole thing of her sister kissing a stranger, touched an erotic nerve somehow.

“Are you ready for the next one?” I asked Mikeya.

Mikeya nodded her head up and down. “Oh Yes!” she whispered eagerly.

I pulled her to me, wrapping my arms around her, crushing her hard brown nipples to my bare chest. She shivered as I took one hand and gently lifted her chin, and then slowly placed my lips on hers. I was not in a hurry as I moved my lips over hers. I darted my tongue between them, running it over her teeth and pulled back waiting. Then again, this time my tongue finding and tickling the tip of her tongue with mine.

I shared my feelings of desire with her empathically, and rubbed a very erect Little Mike slowly against her flat tummy. Then running my tongue through her lips once more, I played with her tongue, darting it all around. This time as I withdrew, her tiny tongue followed mine, not wanting to give up it playmate, so I caught it gently between my teeth and tickled the tip with mine, then releasing her tongue tip, I followed it back into her mouth. The kiss had been going for several minutes when we finally parted, a small whine escaping her lips, before she looked anxiously at her mother to see if she was in trouble.

Kalani was over her fear. She sat mesmerized, her own pussy quivering at the sight of her well-kissed daughter, and longing for her own innocent first kiss again.

Ileana sat there unconsciously chewing on the back of her clenched hand, the other in her lap between her tightly closed legs. This was one turned-on little princess! You’d almost think she was the one that was going to be mated!

Mikeya stood holding my hands and looking at me, wondering what was next, and reveling in anticipation.

I kept Mikeya’s hands in mine, as I turned to face Kalani.

“Your Majesty, if I meet with Mikeya’s approval, and yours, I will do that which you ask,” I said solemnly. “But with two provisions.”

Kalani looked at me intently, preparing once more to bargain for her daughter’s virginity and the future of the monarchy on Tapato.

Mikeya looked apprehensive, not knowing what to expect.

“First, you will allow me to become a contributor to your nation and its people, by allowing me to use my efforts and abilities, within the limits of my time and resources, to help your people.”

Kalani was stunned. This was not what she expected. Her amazement showed on her face as she tried to regain her composure.

“And the second provision?” she finally asked.

“If any offspring are produced, my children will have full knowledge of me and access to me at all times. And every summer, you will bring them here to be with me for at least two weeks,” I said.

Now Kalani was floored! She studied my words, looking for deception, but could find none.

“That’s it? That’s all you request? To help my people and to be a part of your children’s lives?” she asked, summarizing my demands.

“Yes, Your Majesty,” I bowed. “For it is I who have been honored by your choice this day.”

“Princess Mikeya, I have said that I will honor your request, and in so doing, honor the spirits of my mountain, and the prophecy of your heritage. However, I will only do this with your consent. The decision now is entirely yours, and I humbly await your command,” I said, taking a knee and bowing my head.

“Oh, thank you, Pele Solakanali,” whispered an emotional Queen Kalani softly.

Rising, I turned to leave, then stopped.

“If you so choose this course, then tomorrow morning, I will accompany you to the top of my mountain, that I may share with the spirits there, your blessings of beauty and grace,” I told her.