Chapter 12: Aftermath

One of Ulrich’s warriors turned around and then tapped Gavin on the shoulder. Gavin turned and saw Jonathan moving towards them and stopped. “What’s up?”

“I figure Cassie and Korona are going to be busy for a while, so I wanted to grab something to eat. You guys up for something?”

Gavin gave a wry smile and said, “I’m pretty sure what they’re going to be eating.” The rest of his group laughed at that. “Food court?”

Jonathan nodded, but said, “I saw a nicer place near the food court. Something called Kelvic Province.”

One of the other warriors said, “I saw that, but it looked a bit pricy.”

Jonathan smiled, “Maybe, but if our beer is being comped...”

The warrior grinned. “We’ll just have to drink our lunch!”

“Come on, what you can’t do, I’ll get. You guys in school?”

There was a positive response both to the question about the school and the option for the restaurant. There were nine of them, the five warriors, Jonathan, and the three remaining girls who accompanied the Warband of Ulrich the Mighty. When they entered the restaurant, they solved the problem of not having enough space at a single table by picking up two tables and joining them together.

“So, where do you guys go to school?” asked Jonathan.

“Rampart Poly,” said Gavin.

“RPI? Good school.”

Gavin introduced the others. There was the mighty warrior Will of Base, with his slave girl, Annette; Jeff of Lupina, whose girlfriend had to head home for the day; Doug of Caradoc and his slave girl, Hallie; and Axel of Calic and his slave girl, Missy.

“And you’re all at RPI?” asked Jonathan.

Axel answered, “We are.” He pointed at the guys. “We’re frat brothers at Ulrich House.”

Hallie popped up and said, “Annette, Missy, and I are nursing students at Samaritan Hospital. Cassie, too.”

Will said, “Samaritan isn’t even a kilometer away from Ulrich House, and we have a swimming pool.”

Jonathan grinned. “And it’s your neighborly duty to help pretty girls in need of a better tan.”

“Absolutely!”

That got laughter from the entire group. At that point a waitress came over, and said, “I’m Melanie, and I’ll be your serving wench. Can I start you off with something to drink?”

They all ordered Henriken, an Aragonda beer, and Jonathan tapped his macrolink. “We’re all being comped by the convention on our beer,” he explained. Everybody at the table tapped their macrolinks, and the waitress nodded and accepted the comp. She’d figure out a way to comp her tips, too.

Then she said, “You know, we do a lot of communal dining in Kelvic Province. I’m going to suggest wheat flatbread with spicy beef, onions, and peppers. I can bring it out and you can serve yourselves.”

The college students looked around and nodded to each other, and then Gavin looked at Jonathan, who nodded back. “Yes, wench! That will be good!”

The rest of the group laughed at this, and Melanie turned away, rolling her eyes. After a week of the convention, this ‘serving wench’ crap was getting old. Next week there was a business convention, and the people who attended that had much nicer expense accounts. Besides, half the geeks at this show thought wenches were available for free sex. If she wanted some college cock, she didn’t want it wrapped in a loincloth and silly clothing. No, a cute smile, a silly pickup line and then maybe a stop on the way home in the park worked for her. Then she would go home and get another round or two from her very well-hung and talented husband.

Lunch lasted a couple of hours, and while the RPI and Samaritan students loaded up on ‘Kelvic Province Beef’ and beer, Jonathan tried to stay sober. He didn’t need to get rowdy and come to the attention of the Lupina IA office. Eventually Cassie and Korona returned, an arm around each other’s waists, and joined the group. Cassie plopped down on Gavin’s lap and gave him a sizzling kiss. “Thanks for the break, baby. I’ll probably never get to fuck a holovid star again!”

Gavin smiled and shrugged. He wasn’t overly jealous; it wasn’t the Lupina way. “I just wish we’d had a shot at Marta, you know, the damsel in distress.”

“We can do that later, back at Ulrich House. Besides, he wasn’t all that heroic, if you know what I mean.”

Jonathan looked at his wife. Korona grinned back, even as she loaded up a piece of flatbread of her own. “He was okay, but I think they use CGI to make him seem more... heroic.”

Cassie piped up and said, “Yeah, Jon, you were way better yesterday.” Then she laughed and kissed Gavin again. “But still not as good as Gavin of Base, a mighty hero of Ulrich’s warband!”

The warband looked like they were heading back to their frat house, and Cassie tapped her macrolink, sending her contact information to Korona. “Next time you’re back in Lupina, let me know. We can probably have a party or something.”

“I’d like that!” said Korona. Then the two women kissed, hotly and with a lot of tongue, and they separated. Then Korona kissed her husband. “Thank you for putting up with me this week. I know this isn’t really your thing.”

Jonathan smiled. “Ready to go back to the hotel? Or did you want to stay here?”

“Oh, Master! Please don’t drag me away! I know you’ll make me suck your cock and swallow your seed! And I know you’ll force my legs apart and breed me, filling my cunt with your seed. And please, please, don’t force me to rub Aphrodisia Gel on your cock and balls and then rape my ass over and over, never getting soft and filling me with your seed over and over! Not that! Anything but that!”