Chapter 63

..."Yes, and to put it bluntly, I imagine that top of that list is my fucking your wife," Bill said.

Dave cleared his throat. "Well, now that you've put it so, uh... delicately. Yeah. I, uh ... I came over to talk about it. Oh, don't get me wrong. I didn't come here..."

" ... To ask me not to do it. But it was just..." Bill chuckled, "Hell, I don't know what to call it, maybe just good manners for us to sit down and chat like grown men — and Alphas."

Dave took a gulp of the hot coffee, not the best idea he had lately, he thought as he burned his tongue, but maybe better than the one about coming over to talk to Bill. Shit, this is awkward. Finally Dave chuckled too. "Well, I guess that's better than trying to ignore that fucking pink elephant that is always going to be in the room when we're together if we don't get this straightened out. I'm just..."

"Hurting like I was when you picked her up and went through that doorway on your wedding night," Bill finished. "You see, I had fallen in love with my daughter, too. Not just father/daughter love, but love between a man and a woman."

"Oh ... oh shit," Dave said. "I guess I didn't think too much about how you felt on our wedding night. I ... think I know now, though. Really know."

Bill let out a tense breath. "So what the fuck are we going to do? Linda is adamant about this. And for your information, I've already tried to talk her out of it — really tried, but my daughter, your wife, got very upset. And in case you haven't discovered it yet, your wives and my wives are in on this. I'm not exactly sure what they came up with, but they've all been talking and I don't mean just today, either. Apparently they have been planning this practically since the wedding."

"I spoke to Jeff, uh, my Prime about it..." Dave started.

"And what did our Prime have to say about it?"

"Uh, basically, I was an Alpha and had given my word. To suck it up and get on with my life. Not in those words, of course, but..."

"I gave my word to Linda, too. And just so you know, that's basically what Jeff told me, too."

"He what? I mean, you asked him, too?"

Bill put his empty cup down on the coffee table, then while still bending forward, looked over at the man sitting opposite him. "What? Do you think I would fuck a brother Alpha's wife without trying to find some way out of it? I love Linda, and yes, I desperately want to make love to her, but I don't want to castrate you in the process. But I did promise her. And just in case you haven't noticed, she can be very persuasive, plus at the time, I didn't want to upset her any more than she already was. She had lost her mother and all. We had no idea that Jill would be rescued, or that she even wanted to be rescued, so I finally agreed with my daughter. I still don't know how I could have done anything differently. Sometimes women..."

"Yeah, I know," Dave chuckled. "I have three of my own, and one of them is the same one you're talking about."

Bill sat back, puffing out a sigh. "I would suggest we get shitfaced, but I don't think any of our wives would appreciate that tonight. If it will make it any easier on you, Linda talked to me a few minutes ago. And no, she isn't going to back down on this, but she made it clear — emphatically clear — that she loves you beyond words and that this is a onetime thing. And don't even think that once it's done, it will be easier the next time. I give you my word, this will be just us consummating what we felt for each other while her mother was off ... fucking Ingles ... and making love with Linda tonight will be a the only time it happens — ever. And yeah, I know. Well ... I now know that Jill was hypnotized, but remember, I didn't know that then. According to Linda, we have ... unfinished business. But you remember this, Dave," Bill said as he met his fellow Alpha's eyes, "I love her just as much as you do. Tonight will be me — the rest of your lives will be you. Oh, I'll hug her, and kiss her, from now on, but the kisses will be father/daughter. I won't kiss her as a lover again — just tonight."

Dave could see the sheen of unshed tears in Bills eyes, could feel his sincerity. The alphas stood and shook hands, then clutched the other's forearms with their free hands for a moment before Dave walked out the door, his vision just a little blurred, too. Dave didn't like what was going on, but he had agreed to it because he had wanted Linda for his wife. Suck it up and act like a man. No, as Jeff would put it: act like an Alpha. Shit! I damn sure don't have to like it, though, but I'm not going to mess it up for Linda. Shit. Shit. Shit!

Jeff's wives, including Kayla, stood in a group hug with Dave's and Bill's wives as the focal point of the group. They had an unusual addition to their gathering, though. Little One sat in plain sight on Diana's right shoulder. Diana couldn't understand her, but she could feel a sort of surreal presence that emanated love and other emotions that were too vague for Diana to fully interpret.

The women, minus the new girls and Susan, had been closely watching the two husbands, and knew that Dave had gone to see Bill. In an alcove nearby, out of sight, they had awaited the outcome of the meeting.

"And we have liftoff," Diana joked, referring to the two men who had just shook hands. The trust of the wives for Diana was such that no one thought to question her comment, or question what she had based her comment on; they just knew that everything was all right between the men. Diana briefly kissed Kim on the lips, then Evie. Staring at her sister-Queen, "Now I strongly suggest that you two fuck Dave's brains out tonight. Don't let him start thinking about things. And Evie, I also suggest you feed him every drop of your milk you can produce while Linda is with Bill." With that comment, she put Little One on Evie's shoulder, then guided Evie to a seat. "Jeff has prompted her to do this, and I imagine by the time you go to bed, you will have plenty of milk. Feed it to your man." Turning slightly to face her, "And Kim, I expect you to be walking funny in the morning. My husband jokes about a person being able to be depressed before an orgasm and after an orgasm, but it is impossible for a person to be depressed during an orgasm. Dave is a fully enhanced Alpha. When his cock goes down — if it does — get him up again. You two fuck him until he's exhausted, then wake him up with a blowjob and do it some more," she said as she looked at the two women. "He'll know what you are trying to do, but don't you let him tell you no."

Kim chuckled a bit self-consciously, but grinned back at Diana.

"I'm feeling guilty about this," Linda broke in.

Diana turned and took Linda in her arms for a moment, then pulled back to look her in the face. "This will work, but when you come out of that honeymoon suite in the morning, you find your husband, sit in his lap with your breasts pushed into his chest, and kiss him. You kiss him until he knows you're his. And about feeling guilty: we all know this has to be, even Dave does. The men have made peace now, but we're going to make it as easy on Dave as we can. Besides, they're Alphas and they have a way of surprising us." She briefly kissed Linda on the lips, then spoke to everyone. "I'll stay with Evie until Little One is done, but before you leave, I want everyone to tell Little One how much we appreciate her for helping us with this."

Each woman took her turn to put a hand on Little One and tell her thank you. Jeff would later tell Diana that Little One understood little of what they said, but had understood their obvious good will toward her, and of course, she understood that she was to enhance Evie's ability to lactate.

Diana stopped Kathy and Jill for a moment after they left Little One. "I know I don't have to say it, but I'm going to, anyway. First thing after they leave the honeymoon suite, make sure your man knows you love him. Nothing is going to be accomplished with either of them feeling guilty about this."

The women hugged, and shortly everyone had left except Diana and Evie. Evie relaxed into the seat and the blue beams came on. Diana pulled another seat near to watch over the little Queen while Little One worked.

Fifteen minutes later, Evie awoke with her breasts tingling.

HOSPITAL IN FLORIDA

Doctor Harris quietly pushed the door open a little and looked in. Audrey noticed and said, "Come on in, Doctor."

Fred was sitting by the bed with his hand under the sheet, holding one of Brenda's hands while Carla did the same from the other side. "Come on in Doc. We thought you would have given it up by now and gone home."

Doctor Harris chuckled as he walked on in. "Nothing much for a bachelor to do by himself at home on a Friday night. I'm not into the bar scene, so I thought I would stop by and check on my miracle lady."

Jessica moved a chair over for him. "We have some ice there in the pitcher and plenty of drinks. Would you like one?"

Sitting down, "Well, I..."

"Diet Coke, or diet Dr Pepper?"

Harris chuckled. "I'll have the Coke."

Soft drink in hand, he looked more closely at his patient. "I see that her eyes are partially open now. Has she said whether she can see anything? Oh, crap. I can't believe I even said that, but she read my code. I can't conceive of a way you could have determined what I sent unless she told you."

"She says she can see light, but that's about all. She swallows the soft food pretty well, and she's getting better with drinking from a straw. There are jerky, random movements of her feet and arms. Just very small movements, though."

Fred seemed preoccupied for a moment, then, "Doctor, I want to show you something, but first I want you to tell me some things."

"If I can."

"I would like for you to describe Ms. Gordon's arms when she first came into the ICU."

Doctor Harris automatically looked toward her arms, but the sheet covered them. "She, uh, Ms. Gordon was obviously a drug addict. She had, what is commonly referred to as needle tracks on both arms, but mainly the left."

"And how long would that scarring last?" Fred said.

"Oh, well, some of it would probably fade over the years, but I doubt if the scarring would ever totally go away."

"I remember the nurse taking pictures of Ms. Gordon's arms," Fred said.

Harris thought for a moment, "You're obviously trying to tell me something." He got up and approached the computer, holding his badge close to the sensor. "Just take me a moment."

After going through several menus, the doctor motioned to the screen, "Is this what you were referring to?"

The picture on the screen showed Pamela's left arm, disfigured with abuse from her injecting drugs hundreds of times with a needle.

As they all gathered around the wall-hung computer, Fred said, "So you're saying that the scarring would be there, basically, for life?"

Harris turned to Fred. "What are you implying, Mr. Wilson?"

Fred turned back to the bed and pulled the sheet down to Brenda's waist, then gently lifted her left arm a little. "Just this."

Harris stood stunned. "There's no..." He took Brenda's arm and carefully examined it, a look of almost shock on his face.

"The other arm is the same way. No scarring at all."

"She had a mole on her throat, but it's gone too," Carla added.

Harris turned back to the computer and brought up another picture. The mole was clearly visible.

"There isn't a blemish on her body," Carla said. "Nothing anywhere."

Harris again ran his hand up and down Brenda's arm. "This is ... amazing. I've never heard of..."

Fred looked the doctor hard in the eye. "This is no longer Pamela Gordon in any fashion. Now do you see why I think — we think — that Brenda will gain the full use of this body and that she won't be mentally impaired in any way?"

Harris slumped back down into his chair. "Do you people mind if a bewildered doctor just sits and stares at a miracle for a while?"

Carla chuckled as she reseated herself, too. "Join the crowd, Doctor."

THE RETREAT, 8:00 P.M.

Everyone at the retreat watched as Bill, dressed in a nice suit, and Linda in a light blue evening dress, stood near the door of the honeymoon suite.

Dave gently disengaged from his wives, who were snuggled to his sides, and walked the short distance to Bill and Linda. Everyone seemed to hold their breath as Dave approached the couple. Leaning slightly forward, he cupped a hand under Linda's chin, lifting her face. Briefly touching his lips to hers, he whispered, "I love you. Bill loves you. Make me proud."

Turning away before his voice broke, he walked back to Evie and Kim, put his arms around them and without looking back, urged them toward their apartment.

Bill picked Linda up, pushed the suite door the rest of the way open with his foot and took her inside, the door closing behind them.

As each family went its own way, Helen quietly said, "I feel sorry for Dave."

Laura looked over at her. "Me too. I wish Linda had backed down on this..."

"But I know how she feels," Arlene said. "She's in love with her dad, and she can't have him like I can mine. This one night is all she could get."

"But if it causes strife..." Laura worried.

"It won't," Jeff broke in. "It won't. They're Alphas. They met about this and agreed, plus, they're family. They're both doing this because they love Linda. It will work out."