Chapter 83: First Meeting of the Foundation’s Board

Monday, June 7, 1971

Nicky, Randi, Candy, and Ileana just stood there. They didn’t say anything, as they looked at Catherine, still bent over the table with her gown down her arms and hiked above her waist.

“HOLY SHIT! That was incredible!” Randi announced. “I couldn’t figure out what was happening to me. It was like Michael was fucking ME, it was so real!”

Slowly, Catherine rose, straightening her night clothes. Then she turned around and looked not at them, but at me.

“Thank you, Sweetheart,” she told me. “But next time, do you think you could you use that special gift of yours to give me a little more notice before company arrives?”

“In that case, Anna is due any second,” I replied, keeping my voice even.

“WHAT is going on? It’s four o’clock in the morning, girls!” Anna fussed at the teenagers.

“And I was having one of the best dreams I’ve had in...” she stopped as she reached the door and saw Catherine and me standing there. “Oh...”

No one replied to her or said anything as Anna surveyed the scene.

“Not AGAIN? Don’t tell me that every time you get excited like that, it’s going to...”

Anna trailed off, not completing her thought out loud. But every one of them knew where she was headed with her thought.

“Catherine?” I said softly.

“Yes, Michael?” she replied equally softly.

“You said to let you know. Julie and Jenny are coming. And Kalani is coming down the stairs,” I told her casually as Julie and Jenny entered.

“What’s everybody doing down here?” Jenny asked.

“Good! I guess everyone is going to make the meeting,” Catherine said as she turned to start some water for tea. “Michael, would you put on a fresh pot of coffee?”

To Nicky, she asked, “How about getting the juice out of the refrigerator, please?”

“Would anyone like some breakfast?” Catherine asked everyone.

About then, Kalani walked in through the now open door from the dining room.

“Oh!” she said seeing everyone else, “is everything alright?” she asked no one in particular.

Anna laughed as she began to realize what was going on. “I guess you’re right. It is about time we all had a meeting!”

The teenagers were quiet, still slightly shocked at what they had seen.

“Uh, Grandmother? Vickie wants to know if she should come down. She’s been listening ever since Michael got up,” Nicky said.

“Absolutely! Tell her to get her gorgeous butt down here!” I answered for Catherine. “And tell her to bring Amy!”

I figured if she had been following me since I got up, she’d hear that from me, but it helped to inform the others. Catherine looked back at me over her shoulder, raising that single eyebrow again. She KNEW I couldn’t do that. So I put my shield firmly in place, as we waited for Vickie and Amy.

“How about some breakfast while we wait for the others to get here,” Catherine offered again.

“Get here for what?” Julie asked.

“Why the meeting, of course!” Anna replied teasing her.

I scanned each of them, as they set about fixing their drinks and some breakfast food. Catherine was right. I was in love with each of them. And evidently, they were in love with me too. Because all of them had been awakened by my emotions when Catherine and I had made love.

Vickie entered a moment later, trailed by a yawning Amy.

“Okay. They’re here. So NOW can we please start this meeting you keep telling us about?” asked Julie.

“What meeting? Can somebody tell me what’s going on?” asked a still sleepy Amy.

“Certainly!” I replied.

“I’d like to welcome each of you to the very first meeting of the Board of Directors of my new and as yet, unnamed, foundation!”

Nicky, Catherine, Anna, Kalani, Ileana, Randi, Julie, Jenny, Candy, Vickie, and Amy, all stared at me.

“The what?” Julie asked.

“You all are going to become the Board of Directors of my new foundation. Nicky is the President, and Amy has been offered the full-time position as Executive Director. If she accepts the board’s offer, that is,” I said.

“I don’t understand,” Candy said innocently. “It’s five o’clock in the morning! Why are we here, at this hour?”

“I think I can answer that, Sweetie,” Debbie said as she came in the door.

“Mom? What are you doing up?” Candy asked her.

“The same thing you are,” Debbie said to her. “It seems like Michael has been sharing his ... emotions again. What I want to know is ... WHO he was sharing them with?” she said with a mischievous grin.

“I have to say that I am somewhat confused too. I mean why did you pick now to have a meeting?” Amy asked me. “I didn’t know you had decided who all was going to be on the board yet? You didn’t mention it Saturday night.”

“It just ... er ... happened,” I said.

Amy turned to Nicky, “Is he always like this?” Amy asked her.

“Oh, yeah. He’s about the most unpredictable man you’ll ever meet!” Nicky replied.

“You’ll get used to it, dear,” answered Catherine.

They all looked at me.

I looked to Catherine.

“I guess I should explain,” Catherine began. “Amy, some of this may not make sense to you yet, but Nicky and I will try to fill in the gaps later. So please be patient with us, okay?” she asked Amy.

“Ah ... okay,” Amy replied, more confused now, than ever.

“Ladies,” Catherine continued, “to bring everyone up to speed, I’ll recap. Because you are all here, I am assuming you felt Michael’s ... excitement, earlier, correct?”

Everyone except Amy was nodding their head. I could sense a couple of ‘light bulbs’ coming on. Like in the cartoons, when a character finally figures it out and a light bulb appears over their head.

“So that’s why my coochie was wet and I was having one of ‘those’ dreams!” said Julie, not realizing she had spoken out loud.

All of us laughed at her candor. Julie just bowed her head as she blushed.

“Aw-w-w god-d-d! Tell me I didn’t say that out loud! Did I?” she cried.

We all laughed again.

“Julie, you didn’t say anything we all weren’t already thinking,” Anna said, still laughing.

“Yeah. But we didn’t blurt it out for everyone to hear!” Jenny teased her twin sister.

“ ... to continue, I was still up, when I sensed that Michael was awake. So, I offered to fix him something to eat. We talked for a while, then I started back to bed. Michael flirted with me, wanting to come with me. I knew he was leaving today, and this might be the last chance I have to be with him, again, for a while, so we ... ah...” Catherine paused, realizing she had painted herself into a corner, so to speak.

“I became aroused!” I supplied pointedly, “And well, one thing led to another, and ... well, now you’re all down here!” I said, as if that explained everything.

“You? You ... did it? With Aunt Catherine? With your own grandmother? What...? I mean...” Amy stuttered out her surprise.

“Oh, oh! I thought you had told her. Sorry!” I thought to Catherine and Nicky.

“Talk to her with your mind, Michael. Let’s get it ALL out on the table,” Catherine instructed.

I scanned Amy then connected the others as I began to explain.

“Amy, the eleven other women you see here, are the loves of my life. I am in love with each of them,” I thought. Eleven pairs of eyes looked at me as they heard my thoughts. I smiled at them, and winked.

“I ... I can hear you! In my head!” Amy cried.

“Just wait. It gets better. You can hear me inside your head, because I’m actually inside your head right now. I’m an Empath. I sense people’s feelings, and the thoughts associated with them,” I tried to explain.

“You can ... you can tell what I’m feeling? Right now?” she asked out loud.

“You are confused. But you have decided that you’ll wait until you have more facts, before deciding how you will react. That’s very mature of you and one of the three reasons I offered you the position,” I explained patiently.

“Well, who wouldn’t be confused with all this?” Amy said aloud again.

There were some giggles as several of them, mostly the younger ones nodded in agreement.

“True, it is confusing. It confused me at first too! But, I promise, if you’ll give it a chance, you’ll get used to it. Right ladies?” I asked the group mentally.

They all responded positively, at the same time. It was at that moment that Amy realized we weren’t speaking verbally, but in her mind.

“Oh god!” she said out loud. “This is all so ... I don’t know ... bizarre, I think!”

“True, it probably does seem bizarre, but the idea of putting a man on the moon was bizarre too. A decade ago,” I thought to them.

“Yeah, I guess you’re right,” Amy admitted.

“You don’t have to speak, I can hear your thoughts. So can the others, because the other part of my unique gift is to be able to share feelings and thoughts with others,” I told her. ” Sometimes, I even do it without trying to. That’s why they’re all here.”