Message-ID: <21625asstr$944190601@assm.asstr-mirror.org> X-Original-Message-ID: <002d01bf3d31$818c2340$87e946cf@lewis> From: "Leviticus" Subject: {ASSM} To Catch a Monster part 8 (Crime, BDSM) MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="iso-8859-1" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit X-Priority: 3 X-MSMail-Priority: Normal X-MimeOLE: Produced By Microsoft MimeOLE V5.00.2314.1300 Date: Thu, 2 Dec 1999 22:10:01 -0500 Path: assm.asstr-mirror.org!not-for-mail Approved: Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d X-Archived-At: X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation X-Story-Submission: X-Moderator-ID: apuleius, kelly, newsman To Catch a Monster Part 8 The apartment was small, a bedroom and a living area, that was it. In the bedroom was the frame for what looked like almost a king sized bed, but otherwise there was nothing in the apartment. One wall of the living area was occupied by a large fireplace. The apartment smelled musty. Rhianna stood in the doorway with Elizabeth. They both carried wooden buckets filled with soapy water and other cleaning supplies. "I know it hasn't been used in a while," Elizabeth told her, "but once you get it clean it will be fine." "And I have to do this by myself?" Rhianna asked. "Yes, this part anyway. I'll sit with you a little while until Estelle gets here, then she'll guide you through the rest." "What about furniture and stuff?" Rhianna asked. "Estelle will explain all that. Now you remember that you aren't allowed to leave here except to use the bathroom!" "I remember." "Good, Ah! Here's Estelle." A women Rhianna remembered from her first night here appeared in the doorway. "Hi!" "Hello Estelle. She's all yours!" "Thanks Beth." Elizabeth smiled and left the younger women alone. "Hi!" said Estelle. "I'm happy to finally meet you. I haven't talked to anyone from the outside since I got here!" "I guess it can get pretty lonely, huh?" "Oh no! I just feel a bit out of touch!" Estelle laughed. "I guess you're wondering why I'm here?" "I was wondering, yes." smiled Rhianna. "Well, traditionally the last bride takes the next through the preparations for the ceremony, and if the new bride is an outsider, then it is the last outsider bride who gets the duty, and that's me!" "Well I'm happy to have you here!" Rhianna said honestly. "I know! I was pretty confused myself when I first came. Frank had to help me through a lot! It's a lot different than the real world!" Rhianna laughed, thinking about some of her OTHER special assignments. "Oh yeah, but not as different as you think!" Estelle laughed knowingly. "I'm originally from Jersey, and this ain't Jersey!" "Oh really? I work in New York now!" "Oh, that's right. You guys aren't staying are you." "No, we cant right now." Rhianna told her. "But maybe later? I tell you, when you finally make that decision it becomes a lot easier!" "I'll think about it." smiled Rhianna. Estelle laughed. "I hope so. For a while it was touch and go with me, but now I wouldn't want to be anyplace else. You had better get cracking on this cleaning though. My advice is to do the walls first and then the floor." "Care to join in?" Rhianna asked, not exactly thrilled at tackling this place by herself. "Are you crazy?" laughed Estelle. With a sigh Rhianna shrugged out of her dress and got down to some serious cleaning. Estelle took the dress and hung it up in the single closet in the bedroom. While Rhianna cleaned Estelle asked her about how the outside world had been going the over past year, especially about things that happened where they were both from. Rhianna told her what she could and then began to ask about the community. She learned about how the children were schooled in the most of the things that kids in her world were schooled in. There was obviously a lack of sciences taught, although basics were covered pretty well, but everything else including modern history was dealt with pretty thoroughly. Rhianna had expected the children to either not be told much about the outside world or told about how bad it was. Instead they were given a very balanced view of the world and how everything off the mountain was just "Another Place". Rhianna liked that. Estelle knew so much about it because that was her job here, she taught history and social studies at the school. "These kids are wonderful, a whole lot better than the kids I taught in Jersey. Bright, well behaved, and there aren't the social clicks that you see nowadays everywhere. I love them all!" Estelle said enthusiastically. "Is there anything you miss from teaching off the mountain?" Rhianna asked. "Movies. I'd like to be able to show these kids period style movies to go with their lessons, but no go there!" There was a knock at the door and Estelle opened it. Rhianna looked around for her dress, suddenly aware of her nudity. It took a second for her to remember it didn't matter. She still held an arm somewhat loosely across her chest though. Into the apartment came two men, they carried between them a rolled up mattress which they deposited on the bed frame. "Hi, Rhianna." they said. They introduced themselves and she shook their hands. "The mattress is yours, and congratulations!" they said, and they left. Estelle closed the door behind them and smiled. "Interesting isn't it?" she asked. "What, that someone would deliver a mattress?" "Oh, you don't know! Those two guys made that mattress for you personally. It's their wedding gift. It's another tradition you see! You're going to get a lot of visitors as the day goes on, and all of them will bring something for your home. By the time the day is done you should have a fully furnished home here!" Rhianna was touched. These people really DID take marriage seriously. "That's incredible. How can I ever thank them all?" "Just do the same for anyone else who marries. In the end you will give as much as you receive." Estelle was right, as the day wore on more and more people dropped by to wish Rhianna their best, and to give her something she might need. She managed to get her cleaning done just in time to direct the placement of furniture. She got sheets and blankets for the bed, pillows and a single chair for the living area, artwork for her walls and other items that slowly turned the apartment into a home. Rhianna was touched by each gift and was half in tears by lunch time. Lilly showed up then with two plates of food for Rhianna and Estelle. She also had something else. "I brought your pack." Lilly told her once Estelle took the opportunity to use the bathroom. "I thought you could use it." "Thanks, Lilly." Lilly handed it over. "It's awfully heavy for just a phone." said the teenager, looking Rhianna straight in the eye. "You didn't check to see why did you?" Rhianna asked her. "No, I didn't." Lilly said slowly, but Rhianna suspected the girl had guessed what was in her pack. "Thank you." "So, are you going to go through with it?" Lilly asked her, looking around at all that the community had brought. Rhianna sighed. "Will you be mad if I said I was?" "No. Even if you won't admit it to yourself, I think you're doing this for the right reason." Lilly replied. Estelle came back and nothing more was said. Rhianna hid her pack at the bottom of the closet. The parade continued and in between visitors Estelle coached Rhianna on the ceremony and made sure she knew what she had to do. Rhianna wasn't thrilled by the whole thing, but learned her role and decided to see it through. The parade of visitors finally stopped and Elizabeth and Leann showed up with another bucket of water. "Hot water, get out of those clothes and wash yourself down." ordered Leann. "Estelle, you go out and guard the door, Rhianna's in seclusion now until the ceremony. Only let Gabe in when he comes." "Yes, Maam." Estelle said to the old woman, and she slipped out the door. Rhianna had put her dress back on once she had gotten done cleaning. She pulled it off again and stood in her loin cloth next to the bucket and began washing herself with a washrag. "I said everything, child." said Leann, sitting down carefully in the chair. "Yes, Maam." Rhianna said, and caught a smile from Elizabeth. Rhianna removed the loin cloth and the rope she had worn around her waist since she left town and stood as naked as a newborn. As she washed under the watchful eye of Leann she almost didn't notice Elizabeth leave with all her clothes. "Hey! Wont I need those later?" Rhianna asked. "Your husband will provide." Leann said to her. Not if I know Matthew Anderson, thought the Agent. Rhianna finished washing herself and dried herself with a towel. Then she was quizzed by Leann on the ceremony. Rhianna did quiet well and that pleased the old woman. Elizabeth came back with a bottle in her hand. "Oil, just take some and rub it in." she said. Rhianna rubbed the oil in all over. It was more of a scented lotion than oil, but it did make her bare skin glisten somewhat. It looked and felt good. She wished she had some makeup to put on, but that was something not allowed in the compound. There was a knock at the door and Gabe entered carrying a big fur cloak. "Almost ready?" he asked. Rhianna was very self-conscious now, the only naked person in the room. She calmed herself with the thought that this was nothing yet! "Almost Gabe." Leann said, getting out of the chair. Gabe came over to Rhianna, a big smile on his face. "You look wonderful, young lady. If only I was fifty years younger!" he joked. Rhianna smiled and blushed, not knowing where to place her hands. Gabe laughed and lifted up the cloak. He passed it over her shoulders and allowed her to close it in front of her. At least she was covered again, she thought. Leann walked up to her. "Nervous?" Rhianna was asked. "Very." the Agent replied. "Good. Here, put this on." Leann smiled and handed over a small open vial. Rhianna took it and sniffed it. "What is it?" "Something for your wedding night, dear. You put a dab on your nipples and that spot between your legs that men love so much. Go on!" Not sure about this, Rhianna dabbed the open vial against her nipples under the cloak, then figured what the hell and did the same to her labia, running the vial up to her clitoris. She handed the vial back. "Very good. Now we're ready. Let's go." Leann led the group out of the apartment and along to the Great Hall. There they found seats in the back, far away from the stage where the wedding was to take place. Rhianna felt nervous sitting there in just a cloak, for it looked like the entire community had got there before them. She absentmindedly scratched a nipple. She looked around, but couldn't see Matthew anywhere. "What the hell am I doing?" she whispered to herself. Gabe looked over at her. "You okay?" he asked. Rhianna nodded, her lips tight. There was a horn, a long drawn out sound. Paul stood on the stage. The congregation quieted down. "Friends. I have one announcement to make before supper!" called out Paul in his loud clear voice. "Well hurry up, I'm hungry!" shouted someone from the crowd and everyone started laughing, Rhianna included. She was glad for it, she needed the tension breaker. Paul made a show of looking about the room. "I'll tell you something Johan, I'd let you go eat now but then there wouldn't be anything left for the rest of us!" The crowd laughed again. "Oh alright, I'll wait!" shouted Johan. "Thank you. My announcement tonight is that my brother Matthew wants to get married this evening before we eat. Any objections?..not you Johan!" Rhianna smiled at the crowd reaction. "Very well, in that case I'll turn you over to Father Logan." Paul got off the stage and a tall man got up and took the stage. "Greetings all." he said loud enough to be heard. The crowd murmured greetings back to him. "Matthew Anderson, please stand up!" Rhianna took a breath, it was now beginning. She realized she was feeling like this ceremony actually meant something to her. She kept repeating in her head that it was only a cover. She scratched her nipple again, her nerves were making her itch. Matthew stood up. He was dressed in a new set of leathers that shone like they had been polished, a large black fur cloak hung from his shoulders. Rhianna grunted. At least HE got to wear something special for the wedding. "I am here!" Matthew called out. "We are gathered here in this place and at this time to wed you to Woman! Is that your purpose here?" "Yes. It is my purpose!" "Come forth Matthew!" Matthew walked slowly up onto the stage. "Who is the Protector of the Woman?" Gabe stood up. "I am the Protector of the Woman!" he called out. "Is this Woman here to be wed to this Man?" Rhianna gulped and got to her feet. "I am here!" she called out as she had been taught. She wanted to scratch, both her nipples were itching now. "What is your name, Woman?" "My name is Rhianna Summer!" "We are gathered here in this place and at this time to wed you to Man. Is that your purpose here?" "Yes, it is my purpose!" She saw Matthew smile at her. "What do you leave behind to wed this Man?" called out Father Logan. Rhianna took a deep breath and let go of the cloak. It dropped behind her, revealing her nakedness to the entire community. "I leave my innocence, my virginity and my childish ways. I also leave behind all worldly goods in confidence that all will be provided for me!" "What do you bring to this Man?" Rhianna raised her hands, a welcoming gesture. "I bring my body to hold him, my love to comfort him, and my spirit to join with him!" "Sidney!" someone yelled "Get back here!" Trotting happily down the aisle toward Rhianna was a big dog if indeterminate breed. Before Rhianna could stop him the dog padded right up to her and stuck it's nose in her crotch. Rhianna did her best to push the dog away while the crowd laughed, it's cold nose and wet tongue seeming to get everywhere. She didn't know how she was supposed to react to this, it wasn't in the script! An older man rushed up and grabbed Sidney by his collar. "Bad dog! No bone for you tonight!" As Paul's Uncle Bill dragged the friendly dog away, the crowd settled down until all was silent again. Rhianna stood, breathing heavily, wondering if there were any other surprises. She resumed her arms open position. "Matthew, is this the Woman you seek?" continued Father Logan, now that order had been restored. Matthew stood still, staring at Rhianna. Rhianna wondered why he didn't reply. She felt nervous standing as she was, but didn't dare break position. The crowd started to whisper. "Yes, this is the Woman I seek!" Matthew said at last. Father Logan watched him for a moment, wary of moments like this. He decided to go on. "Come forth Rhianna!" Rhianna walked the length of the aisle, very aware that she was parading completely naked in front of close to five hundred people. She climbed the steps and joined Matthew and the preacher on the stage. Rhianna was finding it hard to keep still, her nipples really itched and she felt something beginning to happen between her legs. Her thoughts drifted to that "something for the wedding night" she had been given. What DID she put on herself? It didn't help that her thighs were now covered in dog slobber either. "Matthew, what do you offer this Woman?" "I offer my protection to keep her safe, my worldly goods to keep her warm, my body to hold her, my love to comfort her, and my spirit to join with her!" "Will you protect her from herself, as well as from others?" Matthew moved forward and took Rhianna's arms. He brought them behind her and tied her wrists in the now familiar back to back position. "I will protect her from herself and all others!" "Will you give up your own comfort to keep her warm?" Matthew undid his cloak and pulled it around Rhianna. She was happy now to have something to wear, although there was nothing she could do about the open front. "I will keep her warm at the risk of my own discomfort!" "Will you hold her and comfort her, and take comfort when it is offered?" Rhianna expected a grin from him at this point, but instead he looked very serious as he turned to her. As instructed she took one step toward him and he closed the remaining space. He leaned forward and kissed her, a long lingering kiss that really made her wish she could reach those parts of her that itched so madly! "We will take comfort in each other!" Matthew intoned after the kiss. Father Logan turned to Rhianna. "Do you accept his protection, his goods and his comfort?" "I do." "Do you accept him as the head of your house, and obey his council in said house?" Rhianna glanced at Matthew, again expecting the grin. His seriousness was worrying her. "I do!" "Do you accept his pledge of love and spirit?" "I do!" "Matthew, do you accept her body, her love and her spirit?" "I do!" he replied, loudly. The preacher pulled something from a pocket. Rhianna saw that it was a set of leather bands, leather marriage bands. "Let these wrist bands be a symbol of your love and commitment to each other." he said, handing all four bands to Matthew. "Wear them forever as a visible sign of your marriage, so that none may seek to come between you. >From this time forth, Rhianna Summer will be known as Rhianna Anderson. Let your spirits come together under God, now and for the rest of your lives!" The crowd got to it's feet and began to cheer! Rhianna smiled, suddenly embarrassed and unable to look at them. Instead she looked at Matthew who gazed at her. He stepped forward until he was nose to nose with her. "Congratulations, Pet." he said softly, and kissed her once more. Rhianna felt her knees begin to buckle. Paul and the Preacher guided the couple off the stage into the welcoming arms of the community. Rhianna forgot that she was still pretty much bare for all to see from the front as she received countless congratulations. She only noticed when Matthew took her arm and led her to a nearby table. "Let's eat!" shouted Johan, and the men headed back to their tables while the women headed for the food. Matthew sat Rhianna down at the Anderson family table and Paul and the other men offered their own congratulations. Rhianna kept up her smile, although her thoughts were more on the spots she couldn't reach that were driving her nuts. She knew what their game was, get her worked up enough so that Matthew would have to 'Scratch' those spots for her since bound as she was she wasn't going to be able to do it herself. She decided to try to tough it out. Lilly put a plate of vegetables and bread in front of her. "Congratulations, Rhianna. You guys are going to be great together, I know it!" she said. "Just wait until YOU try this." Rhianna replied. Lilly giggled. Rhianna shifted in her seat and realized that the stuff she had put on herself was causing her to get quite wet. She could feel her pussy lips tingling and her clit felt like it was throbbing slightly. "Oh God." she whispered. "Matthew, could you untie me now?" Matthew looked over at her, already into his meal. Now the smile was there. "I can't, not now. It isn't done that way." "Screw tradition, just let me go." Rhianna said. "You're fine, I'll protect you." Rhianna bit her lip and looked at her food. She remembered the last time she had been bound at a meal with this man. Was he going to make her do the same thing again? "Matthew, could I have something to eat?" Matthew picked a carrot off her plate and held it while she took it. She ate it slowly and then asked him again. Slowly, in this way, she got to eat her meal, asking for every mouthful. The others at the table watched this going on, but said nothing. She was Matthew's responsibility now, it was not their concern. Besides, it wasn't anything they hadn't seen before! Rhianna couldn't finish, her mind was too distracted. She just sat with a glazed look on her face as she tried to focus on something else. Gabe was suddenly next to her. "Congratulations Rhianna, Matthew. I hope you have a long life together!" "Thank you Gabe!" said Matthew warmly. "Here, I hadn't given you your wedding present yet!" Gabe handed Matthew the little vial. "Use it sparingly!" he warned. He smiled and left them alone. Rhianna looked at Matthew with horror, she had no doubts that Matthew would use that vial. "Come on, it's time to go." he said. Matthew helped Rhianna to her feet and supported her as they left the hall. They went slowly as people congratulated them as they passed, but picked up the pace once they left the room. They entered their new home and Matthew closed the door. He turned and kissed Rhianna full on the lips. Rhianna didn't care anymore, she was half mad with desire. She didn't resist as Matthew undid her cloak and carried her to the bed. She didn't complain when Matthew untied her wrists and retied them to the bed frame. She didn't even notice when Matthew stood up and slowly undressed, to crawl naked on top of her. She was happy when he finally began to scratch that itch! "You're a bastard." Rhianna said a while later. "I know." her new husband replied. "You practically raped me." "I know." "Will you do it again?" They lay cooling down, both too tired to really move anymore. The only light came from the fireplace, dying embers giving up the last of their energy. Matthew lay on his side, one finger tracing a path around Rhianna's breasts and stomach. Her skin was so sweaty he actually made a trail. Rhianna lay as Matthew had placed her several hours ago, her hands bound to the headboard, her feet loosely bound in a spread position. She could still feel the after affects of the stuff from the vial, but it was nothing like the burning she had felt at it's height. Now it was just a pleasant tingle. "You do know, that we aren't really married, don't you?" Rhianna whispered, breaking a verbal silence that had lasted for hours. "That once we leave here we'll be single again." "I know. You go back to New York and I go back to prison." Matthew said. "Our separate ways, never to cross again." "I'm glad you realize that this isn't real, Matthew." Rhianna said softly. She had a lot of mixed feelings right now and couldn't handle it if Matthew decided to push this marriage as being permanent. "Off the mountain, it isn't real. I know that. But here," he pinched one of her nipples, "and now," he pinched the other one, "it is VERY real. Do you understand that?" Rhianna shifted as best she could, her bondage comfortably tight (comfortably tight?). "I understand." "Good. If you want to keep up your cover, you'll have to act the part of the good wife!" Matthew said with a smile. "You won't take advantage of that will you?" Rhianna asked, suddenly feeling vulnerable. Matthew's grin got wider. "I thought you knew me better than that! Now, did you see what I did with the vial Gabe gave us?" "No! God Matthew, you cant!" Rhianna cried with horror, she was only just coming down from her first dose. Matthew laughed and held her close, and the two of them snuggled for a while. Rhianna's thoughts began to drift as they lay together. She thought about Bart and what he might be doing now. She felt guilty being in another mans arms, but she and Bart had never talked about any kind of commitment to each other. Still, it was confusing. She decided to think about something simpler, her case. She remembered something. "Matthew, last night when you came to find me, you said you had some news for me." "God, Rhianna! Why are you thinking about that now?" "Oh put your Male pride on hold for a while, it just popped into my head. What was the news?" "That's why gags were invented, so women couldn't spoil the moment." "Matthew!" "Okay, okay. I talked to Alice Strum's father yesterday, hoisted a few beers with him after roof duty. He was only too eager to drown his sorrows and talk about his daughter. It seems that he blames himself for her death, he said that if he hadn't given in to her wanting to do her survival week early that she might not have been killed." "Survival week?" Rhianna asked. "Yeah, it's something everybody has to do, even the women. It's a right of passage thing. Once you think you're ready, you're sent naked out of the compound with just a knife. You have to survive five days without coming back. If you make it, you get voting rights so you can vote on what ever needs voting on." "Everybody does it?" "Sooner or later. Alice apparently rushed it a little, spent a lot of time out of the compound practicing and then went for the main event a week early. Maybe if she had gone when she was supposed to she would have been fine." Rhianna thought about that. "I don't know, there may have been another reason. Could you untie me now?" "Why?" "I need to use my phone, I have to call Owen." "Why, you want him to come rescue you?" "Just untie me." "You don't need to be untied to use the phone, wife, where is it?" Rhianna gave him a look, the one women reserve for men who wont let them get their way. Matthew ignored it. "It's in the closet in a leather pack on the floor." Rhianna finally said. Matthew slid off the bed and fetched it. He opened the pack and raised his eyebrows. Reaching in he pulled out Rhianna's pistol. "I could get another five years just for holding this." he said. "Then put it away and get my phone." "What's the number?" "Speed dial 04." Matthew dialed and held the phone to her head. Rhianna was pissed about having to talk to her partner naked and bound, but Matthew was leaving her no choice. "Johnson." said a sleepy voice. "It's Rhianna." "What's going on, trouble?" "No, I just had a thought that's all. I've been talking to a few people up here and I need you to check something for me." "Rhianna, it's three in the morning!" "Sorry, I don't have my watch on!" Rhianna replied testily. "Okay, what do you need, apart from some sleep from the sound of it." Owen replied calmly. "Sorry. Do you have the autopsy and crime scene photo's handy?" "Yeah, give me a minute." Rhianna waited and began to wriggle as Matthew began to trace his finger along her side. "Stop that." she mouthed. "What's going on Rhianna?" Matthew asked her. "Here we go." said Owen. "Look at the photos of all three girls, their hands and wrists. Describe them to me." Owen did so, taking each girl in turn. Rhianna nodded as he talked. "Good. That's what I thought. Owen, I don't think that our killer is here in the compound. I believe he's one of yours." Matthew stopped teasing her, he wanted to hear this. "You're kidding me!" Owen replied. "I've been hearing things about that commune you're at now and from looking at the evidence I would say there is a very good chance that the killer is right up there with you. They tell me that the men up there tie up their women for no reason at all, and that the cord around the third girl's wrists was exactly the type they use!" "I know, but I don't think he's here. Will you trust me on this?" Owen sighed. "Okay, I'll go along for a while, but you had better drum up some proof." "That'll your job for the moment, Owen. Get a hold of Kinkade in the morning and ask him about anyone who spends a lot of time on the mountain, any loners who may be into survival training, or may be good woodsmen." "Already done, we have a list we're checking out." "Okay, then let me narrow it down for you, I have a description of our possible suspect." "A description?" "Yeah, you're looking for a young male, early twenties, good looking and very promiscuous or at least wants to be." "How do you figure that?" Owen asked. "I'll...I'll get back to you on that. But start looking for him." "Shit, Rhianna. Okay, will do. You okay up there?" "I'm fine." "What about Anderson, you keeping him close?" Rhianna glanced at Matthew who lay against her, she would think that skin to skin was pretty close. "Yeah, he's here by the way." "Let me talk to him." Rhianna looked at Matthew again. "It's for you!" Curious, Matthew took the phone. "Yes?" "Anderson. I know we don't see eye to eye, but Rhianna tells me that she thinks our suspect lives in town and not up there with you. I don't buy it, but I'll check it out. In the mean time you're the only person I know up there who can't be the killer. I want you to keep an eye on Rhianna, make sure she's safe." "Sure, I'll protect her." Matthew said with a smile. "Keep her out of trouble, huh! Make sure she doesn't do anything stupid!" "No problem. I'll stick close to her, like we're joined at the hips!" "Thanks. But listen buddy. If she gets hurt in any way then it's YOUR balls I'm coming after!" "I'm sorry...BUDDY...but my balls are spoken for!" Matthew hung up and tossed the phone to one side. "Talk Rhianna, why do you think the killer isn't here?" Rhianna took a breath before answering. "All three women had been tied up during their capture and even though the first two women had been found without their hands bound, the marks on their wrists were still visible. They had all been bound the same way, with their hands crossed behind them." Matthew caught on right away. "That's not something we do here, it's always back to back!" "Also, all three women had alcohol in their blood..." "...and no one here would give a woman alcohol." finished Matthew. "Right. I also have a suspicion those girls didn't go unwillingly to their capture." "Why?" "I can't say right now. I have to think about it some more, and there are some people I have yet to talk to." "And you thought up all this while we were making love?" "Well...after, really." smiled the Agent. "Sex is great for clearing the mind." "I see!" huffed Matthew. "What were you and Owen talking about, joined at the hips?" Matthew smiled and began to climb on top of her. "Let me show you, and we can clear your mind some more!" End of Part 8 You can contact me on ICQ #36088062 Or catch up on the Valley and Rhianna Summer stories at http://www.dajungle.com/stories/leviticus -- If you enjoyed this work, take a moment to email the author. Your comments are their only payment. 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