Chương 922: Day Nine Hundred And Twenty

Dear Diary, Kinda funny watching Bonnie Obol-Lancaster, of all people, working to re-integrate a Maenad into something approaching normal society. I mean, I shouldn't be surprised, really. Bonnie is way more of a people person than me. I mean, I like the people who I like, and I've come to realize that I have an opportunity to interact with lots of different people in meaningful, intimate ways, but I'm not the kind of person who goes to parties on Friday... Oh, fuck me.

Like, yeah, in this case literally, I'm going to the Revel on Friday just so somebody deserving can do unto me however they feel like doing. I just decided, and if that's a stupid reason for making that decision, I'd really like to know how this differs from all the other decisions I've ever made in my entire life. At any rate, Bonnie is definitely the kind of person who would intervene in someone else's day to day not with any kind of negative intent, but because she's just that nice and sweet.

Kinda funny, I'm wondering where Alexandra and Giselle are now. The latter because Bonnie and Siobhan both were how I defined 'sweet tempered' before I met Giselle, and the former because honestly with Aphrodite no longer in the driver's seat, Alexandra made Giselle look like Stephen Hawking. Fuck, I need to check in on both of them. So yesterday after spending the day setting up the girls in their new rooming configuration, I led them all down to dinner.

We haven't made any hard and fast rules about food in the rooms so far, and I really hope we won't have to, because so far the girls seem to have picked up on the 'keep things clean for the sake of keeping them clean' vibe that Marie radiates like some kind of decaying isotope of tidiness. I really need to start getting back into my routine, but I definitely don't want any of my girls or ladies feeling left out. Yeah, I'm kinda all over the place at the moment.

Definitely a combination of needing stimulation and the rebound from the crash. Marie made sushi. I'm not quite sure how she made sushi without fresh fish, but I'm not gonna ask. I'm gonna follow my girls' example and nom until sushi is gone. In the first place, Marie wouldn't put bad food on our table. Also, Marie wouldn't make bad food if she had a choice, which she does. Finally, I've eaten two fuckin' ball gags now, and have yet to have anything come out the other end.

Okay, a couple times when something wound up getting air into me, I've farted pumpkin spice, but that was obviously 'Tabitha did something weird' not 'Tabitha ate something weird'. As we floated in the Bath, the girls discussing their new room arrangements, with Anise and Felicia claiming roommate superiority over Borysthenis, Calliope, and Erato, I nuzzled Saffron and asked, "who haven't I spent a day with yet?"

"Other than me?" I floated there with my mouth hanging open until she took advantage and kissed me. Then, because I am nothing if not dedicated to the bit, pushed my mouth closed with one finger. At that point I chuckled and said, "Sorry, Kitten."

"Whyever for? I'm the one who made the schedule after all." I smiled at her.

"Saving the best for last?" She shrugged, grinned, and said, "or making sure that no one will be disappointed by the condition I leave you in."

"Ledger Day?" She hammed up pondering for a bit.

"I'm not sure. On the one hand, things have been moderately settled. On the other, 'moderately' settled isn't the condition I'm looking for before that day." I chuckled.

"Holy shit, Kitten. Am I actually gonna die?" She shrugged.

"Probably not." Then she smiled at me.

"I do very much intend to plumb the depths of your supposed internal anatomy far further than I've done before, and perhaps even test the limits of even your Endurance." I took a deep breath, glancing over at the girls to make sure they weren't watching us. Then looked back at Saffron and slipped a surreptitious tentacle in to goose her.

"You sure on that?" She took a deep, smiling breath.

"Stop that. You've got three girls left to spend a day with before I wreck you."

"You gonna change the schedule if I don't?" That got me the growl and bared teeth I deserved.

"Move Ledger Day up?"

"All of this is going on the ledger, you realize?"

"Me, Threaten, Don't, Good Time." She laughed and kissed me again. When we came up for air, I noticed Bonnie floating near us while Larry joined Lachlan and Linus entertaining the kids. I'd noticed her right in the middle of towing Sarah over near where Bonnie, Stheno, and Euryale had been floating and soaking, with Lucas laying atop her, head pillowed on her boobs. Not sure if he'd fallen asleep nursing or just used his mom's bountiful natural pillows as nature obviously intended.

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"Come now, Sarah. I know he is literally your God, but I don't think Stheno or Euryale would mind assisting you while we're here. Would you, ladies?" I very much got the impression that she'd asked them earlier, just to be sure, because they just nodded, although Stheno, I think, murmured, "privilege."

"Okay then. More hands make the work light. And if yours is anything like as full of mischief as mine, you need as much lightening as you can get." Sarah looked conflicted, and I thought at Marie, is there something here we're missing? Marie murmured into my brain, Tradition. I sucked my teeth a little. Is there, like, some Divine Woo reason behind it? Because raising a kid on your own is a pain in the ass. Everybody needs a break now and then.

Marie went still for a bit, then gave me a quick squeeze before floating over to Sarah and holding her hands out. For her part, Sarah looked even more conflicted, but chose the path of not requiring Sparagmos and handed little D over to the Queen of his Murderfuck Cult. Only to have Marie float back over to me, tug on my Shapeshifting just enough that my breasts ached and I appreciated when she handed him over for some nursing.

Before I could react other than cradling him to my breast, she thought, This Too Is Change, Vlickies. Sarah looked even more put out when Marie floated back over, but before she could do anything resembling getting her mad on, Bonnie piped up with, "oh, girl time? Mind if I join you?" Marie and Sarah both froze, their gazes tracking over to Bonnie, then down her front. Very pointedly pausing at her tits, sliding down to her lady bits, then back up to her eyes.

Marie wasn't the only one licking her lips just a little.

"Ah. Well. Perhaps not then. Enjoy yourself, Sarah. You've earned a break." I have no idea how I wound up with Lucas attached to my other tit. I only found out where Bonnie wandered off to after we all went to bed and, instead of watching Marie and Sarah relieving Sarah's obviously pent up tension, Bonnie and Larry showed up on the big screen. Funny, he doesn't seem to have any of the fancy Skills his brother seems to. On the other hand, obvious care and attention to each and every detail goes a long way.

As does natural endowment at the same scale as Bonnie's bountiful breasts. Like, bless it but I thought Bonnie'd been bragging about her man when she did that forearm thing. As she's not a Primordial Shapeshifter with questionable internal structures, I have no fuckin' clue where she put all that shit. Then again, she's got enough pleasant pudge over her hard earned muscle to hide any obvious distension.

If they wound up playing 'hide each and every inch of the bologna chub' for a far shorter duration than my Kitten and I would do, they certainly had a certain something something going on. Kinda regretted not being able to follow through with single player mode while watching. Instead I just dunked all my ladies simultaneously each and every time he got those good good noises out of her. Each of my ladies makes different noises then, and Bonnie's just as unique as they are.

Fuck, I think I've become a kind of intimacy gourmand. Meh. Fuck it. I've been worse things. Far worse. Woke up before my ladies in the morning, and got to watch as each of the ones in residence in the big bed of awesome twitched at the last minute 'everybody gets dunked deep' I'd done. Also got a fantastic view of the full Kitten boot up, from about four inches away. Which became zero inches when her eyes opened and she kissed me good morning.

When we finally pulled away, half the girls were already up and about, the rest either planning on staying in bed like Isadora and Hailee, or their own brand of slow starters which included Daya, Davey, and Garde today.

"Why don't you spend the day with her, love?" Saffron murmured as I watched, smiling, as the three girls helped each other to the floor. Not like Garde needed it a lot, and the others weren't leaping to their doom or anything, but the top of our bed sat maybe two and a half feet off the floor, and that was above waist high on Daya and Davey.

"Okay." So after another kiss and hug and 'have a nice day at work, Kitten', I rolled out of bed and followed the trio, who'd hit the water closet to do their morning ablutions. When they came out, I asked, "mind if I hang out with you three today?" Davey and Daya both looked a little, I dunno, like they felt some kinda way about that, but Garde quietly said, "I'd like that." The other two looked at her, obviously surprised, and just to be sure I said, "did you guys have something planned that I'd mess up?"

They all kinda worked their mouths without speaking, and I laughed and said, "no, really, I get it. I'm Mama. You're gonna do stuff that you don't want me staring at you while you do. Which, as long as you're being careful and safe about whatever, that's fine. I can do something else."

"Mama, no," Garde whispered.

"Please." Daya and Davey both nodded at that point.

"We just kinda wanted to spend a day, uh..." Daya picked up where Davey trailed off.

"Listening to her poetry." I blinked.

"You write poetry?" Garde nodded.

"I'd love to hear it, if you guys don't mind?" So I spent today listening to Garde reciting her poetry. I mostly stayed quiet, letting the three of them talk, only commenting when they asked me something directly. Kid's got some talent. Dunno if she's gonna be writing about plums here and now, but she's got a good sense of meter and rhyme. Honestly, most of her poetry sounded more like lyrics, and she even sang some of it. She's got a hell of a singing voice. Reminds me of... Gah, can't remember her name.

Chick who sang 'I'm not a woman I'm a god'. Or that dude who sang about staying up late and drinking coffee. What I'm tryna say is that her stuff was poetry, and maybe emo, but, like, good. Yeah, I'm not exactly the be all, end all of poetic genius, what with my one attempt at poetry here and now being a ninety page sex joke. But Garde's poems, her songs, reminded me of that old bit about Punk, Emo, Goth, and Ska. Specifically the Goth one. The world is a cruel, dark place, but there's beauty there.

My little Goth kit not only sees it, she can show it to others. I just wish I could express to her how proud I am.