Chapter 19-1
Date Night
Part 2
Jared and I were on pins and needles as we watched the clock and made sure we had everything ready. Right on down to the white tablecloth and candles, we even dressed up in our tuxes, even though we wouldn't be in them long or until we came back home, anyway. We still wanted to look nice when they arrived. Dad had locked our two bad boys in their room which they shared with Dr. Sar's and her two daughters for the night, giving them full control over them. I didn't care where they went as long as they weren't with us.
I felt bad about Dr. Sar's two daughters having to spend that time with them instead of having fun like the rest of us. Then again, having mind-blowing sex was considered fun and exciting to the rest of us, instead of torture. Mom and the ladies looked really beautiful and Dad and Stringham still weren't telling them or us where they were going and like us, they too were on pins and needles. I smiled watching Dr. Sar's two daughters mixing something very potent. And it wasn't the sex drink.
Dr. Sar's informed us that her daughters have accepted the invitation to dine with us. That there would be no need for them to be here while our two bad boys would be taken care of while we were gone. Thanks to Mr. Stringham I watched him hand them over to their bodyguards from the other night, including their restraints bracelets. Dr. Sar's instructed them how to use them as well as give them the remedy three times as powerful as the tranq darts they were given just in case, that this time there was very little chance of Shawn being wakened.
Finally, the long-awaited moment arrived. Jody and Dave entered the room, causing the entryway to part like a wave. As our mouths fell open in astonishment, we were greeted by the sight of our enchanting mermaids and one boy emerging from the glamorous limousines that had transported them from the airport. The air was filled with a mix of excitement and awe.
Accompanied by their parents, Beth and Ted Rockwater, the three daughters Isza, Fauna, and Nora, and their two sons Peter and Henry, Jared and Jason, ages twelve through nine, arrived. Among them was Dillon, the older brother of Isza and Jason, who possessed the same captivating blond hair and emerald, green eyes as me. At sixteen, he stood a head taller than most, exuding a sense of confidence. His parents, Mr. and Mrs. Castle Todd and Marry, completed the group, adding to the air of elegance.
My breath caught as I laid eyes on them once again, captivated by their stunning attire. Each of the mermaids wore a dress that was both elegant and alluring. The off-the-shoulder design showcased their flawless shoulders, while the absence of sleeves accentuated their slender arms. The dresses gracefully descended to their knees, revealing just enough to ignite curiosity. Isza wore a mesmerizing green coral dress, Nora a striking red, and my personal favorite was Fauna's beautiful blue dress. Their outfits concealed the mystery of what lay beneath, tempting my gaze to follow the contour of their long legs, all the way down to their high heels. The heels, adorned with a touch of silver on the straps, perfectly complemented the color of their dresses. And oh, those eyes - a piercing shade of light blue, mirroring the vastness of the ocean.
Their luscious golden locks cascaded in soft curls upon their shoulders, a delicate frame for their delectable earlobes, adorned with diamond earrings that I had the pleasure of tasting many times. Around their necks, they wore pendant medallions inlaid with gold and a hint of silver, matching the color of their dresses. Ruby red lipstick adorned their lips, adding to their allure, while their fingertips and toes boasted a vibrant shade of red nail polish.
Dillon, too, possessed an undeniable charm. His handsome face could melt the heart of any girl who met his gaze. He meticulously styled his sandy blond hair, framing his face with a perfect angular cut that softened at the edges. Tonight, he opted for a casual yet sophisticated look, donning a blue suit jacket paired with a light blue shirt, forgoing a tie. His choice of non-generic brown penny loafers added a touch of laid-back elegance to his ensemble.
His younger brother, Landan, bore a striking resemblance to Dillon. With his own set of mesmerizing green eyes and sandy hair, he possessed a smaller build but shared the same magnetic charm. Like my brother Jason, Landan was nine years old, making them the same age.
As they stood before us, the room was filled with a palpable sense of anticipation and admiration. The sensory details of their appearance - the sights of their exquisite dresses, the sounds of hushed whispers, the scent of subtle perfume, and the feeling of being in the presence of such beauty - created an atmosphere that was impossible to ignore.
His sister Lisa, roughly the same age as Jared at fourteen, almost fifteen, was a vision to behold. She exuded an air of refinement, her outfit carefully chosen to reflect her elegance. Her favorite color, yellow, adorned her in a simple knit top, while a white scarf delicately wrapped around her neck and waist. Her knee-length skirt, in a bold shade of green with white roses tracing its hem, swayed with each step. The scent of her perfume, a subtle floral fragrance, lingered in the air as she walked, accompanied by the soft sound of her footsteps in simple laced sneakers. Like the rest of her family, Lisa possessed the same captivating green eyes and sandy blond hair, her petite frame standing at around five foot two, just like Jared.
But Jared's attention was solely focused on his beloved, Elise, a stunning red-headed girl of the same age. She appeared like a doll in her pretty sundress adorned with a delicate white daisy. The sound of laughter and chatter filled the air as she twirled, her white knee-high socks peeking out from beneath her dress, paired with black shoes. Jared was left speechless, captivated by her beauty.
While I had never met Elise's parents or the rest of her family, the sight of her mother and father revealed the source of her fiery red hair. Their hair, grayer than black, complemented their light blue eyes, resembling the vast expanse of the sky. Elise had older brothers, Walter and Scott, aged sixteen and seventeen, respectively, who I had only seen briefly at the Rockwater's barbecue, where we played spider ball and basketball. The boys shared their father's raven black hair and broad shoulders, standing at a similar height to Dillon and me, around five foot seven or eight inches.
They looked dashing in their blazers and shirts, Walter opting for a shade of green and Scott sporting a dark maroon. Their attire mirrored Dillon's penny loafers, and they left their shirts unbuttoned, revealing a glimpse of their chests. Their faces had a mix of their parents' features - oval and round, yet with a chiseled complexion around the chin, reminiscent of their mother. Light blue eyes and thinly drawn mouths matched their father, while the dimples at the corners of their mouths were inherited from their mother. I soon realized that their dates for the evening were Dr. Sar's daughters, as the boys presented them with roses and greeted them with a kiss on each cheek, a proper greeting for their first meeting.
Like a proper host, I invited them all inside letting Jody wheel me into the living room. No one asked why Jared, and I were using a brand-new wheelchair. Stringham had bought for me and Jared to sell the lie that Jared and I were paralyzed having Dad give the hospital our old ones. I didn't mention the reason, so I stayed with small talk. Trying to get the layout of the field, considering I had planned on my four mermaids and Jared his.
I gave the introductions to all my Highland friends as well as their parents letting them each shake hands and give the proper kiss on the cheek. I also introduced Dr. Sar's and my Nurse Sara who would be leaving in the morning now that my test results were in. Telling us there is none or very little poison left in our systems. And we should be getting stronger by leaps and bounds, but not to push it. Yeah right like that's going to happen.
I was unsure what to do with Walter and Scott as well as the other girl Jared's age Lisa. It was just a little awkward because I had never really met the other two boys. Jared had no problem having Lisa show up as they both cooed at him and kissed every inch of his face. While the rest of the boys Jason's age would be joining the rest of the boys with Jody and Dave as their sitters for tonight at one of the cabins, as all our parents and young adults all go out to a nice evening together.
Sparky too was happy to see them as he made his way around the room letting them all spoil him as they either scratched behind the ears or rubbed his belly. I listened to the conversation as I passed out my flowers to each of my mermaids as well as their mothers. Jared too did likewise hear the words. "Thank you they are so beautiful, but you shouldn't have."
I said. "Ladies such as yourselves deserve pretty flowers, at least that's what my Pa and my Dad taught me."
I had carefully chosen gifts for Dillon and his brother, wanting to avoid any hint of jealousy among the other boys. Unlike me, my Highland friends had already presented their dates with flowers, filling the air with their sweet fragrance. With three girls in tow, I had the pleasure of Dillon's company as my own date, adding to the excitement of the evening. Stringham had insisted I buy extra flowers for the mothers and daughters of our mermaids, their vibrant colors and delicate petals adding beauty to the room. With Jody's assistance, I carried the fragrant bouquets into the living room, their aroma mingling with the scent of freshly cut grass from outside.
As I entered the room, the mothers and daughters expressed their gratitude, their smiles accompanied by nods of appreciation. I turned to the girls, asking if they would like to freshen up before dinner. Their excitement filled the room like the sound of laughter. Leading them to their designated rooms, I could hear the soft rustling of their clothes and the gentle padding of their footsteps on the carpeted floor.
I requested Jason and the Vincent boys to take Sparky for a walk, their footsteps echoing down the hallway as they left the house. Dillon and the two Merck boys, Walter and Scott, followed me closely, their footsteps creating a rhythmic cadence as we made our way to the sleeping arrangements. Uncertain about how seven of us would fit into one bed, I opened the door and discovered a hidden surprise - a bed concealed within the couch. The soft fabric invited us to rest, while the sight of neatly arranged pillows and blankets brought a sense of comfort. The boys' bathrobes hung on hooks by the bed, their soft texture teasing our fingertips.
After giving the boys, a tour of my room, I found myself surrounded by the girls, Dillon, and the two Merck boys. Their eager anticipation was palpable, their eyes fixated on the bathtub. It was clear they were yearning for a relaxing soak. Sensing their thoughts, I suggested a delightful dinner to start our evening, promising them a chance to unwind afterwards.
Isza and her sisters shook their heads, no, their expressions conveying reluctance. Isza's voice resonated through the room, her words accompanied by the soft rustle of their movements. "Or we can get reacquainted now before dinner as we wait for everyone and our ride to take us." My heart raced; a sense of unease mixed with anticipation. I gulped, the sound echoing in the room, as I tried to figure out how to escape this situation. Yet, a part of me wondered if I truly wanted to. A bead of sweat rolled down my temple, the coolness contrasting with the heat of the room.
With a quick intake of breath, I stated that it might be best to reconnect after they brought their things in. Isza sighed, her exhalation carrying a hint of disappointment. "Point taken," she murmured, her voice tinged with resignation, before sending Dillon and the boys off to retrieve their belongings. The room fell into a brief silence, the air heavy with anticipation.
Nora, curious about my confinement in the wheelchair, broke the silence. Her voice reverberated, mingling with the faint hum of the air conditioner. I locked the wheels of the chair and stood up, the creak of the metal frame filling the room. A smile played on Nora's lips as she witnessed my unsteady steps from the bathroom door to the bed. I wiped the perspiration from my face, trying to hide the exhaustion that threatened to overwhelm me.
Taking a moment to catch my breath, I rose from the bed and walked towards them. The sound of my footsteps reverberated softly against the walls. I enveloped Isza in my arms, the warmth of her body seeping through my skin. Our lips met with a passionate kiss, a symphony of emotions and desire. As I moved to her sisters, the sensation of their lips against mine intensified, each kiss leaving an indelible mark. Finally, I made my way back to my bed, a mixture of exhilaration and fatigue coursing through my veins. "Best I can do for the moment," I whispered, my voice laced with a hint of longing. "I am saving my energy for the dance and afterward."
The boys swiftly reentered the room, their footsteps echoing in the space. Sparky, their loyal companion, followed closely behind. Dr. Sar's daughters, Dora and Alana, caught sight of my wheelchair against the wall and me on the bed. Their voices filled the room with amusement. "Boys, it seems we have a pretender here." Determination surged within me, and I made my way towards Dillon, my steps purposeful and resolute. I pressed my lips against his, a passionate declaration of my longing. When we finally broke apart, I whispered, "I have been waiting until we could be together again. I have plans to unleash our desires, to revel in the taste of chocolate upon your skin." He embraced me, his touch igniting a fire within me, as he pressed me against the wall and started to undress me.
Realizing our limited time, I interjected, urgency lacing my words. "We don't have a lot of time." Dillon's voice, filled with desire, responded, "Oh, I wouldn't say that. Your dad said the limousine would wait for us to get properly reacquaint ourselves.
A mischievous smile played on my lips as I posed the question, "Bath or bed?"
He says, his voice filled with excitement and anticipation. "Both. I want you to meet my two best friends; Walter and Scott," he exclaims, his eyes shining with enthusiasm. And I understand from Dr. Sar's that you have yet gotten acquainted with her two daughters Dora and Alana, so we thought this was as good as opportunity to do so before we go to dinner."
As I take in the scene, my senses come alive. The soft glow of a light in the room fills the room, casting a warm and inviting ambiance. I can hear the gentle hum of the music that Alana has turned on, its melodic notes drifting through the air, creating a soothing backdrop. The faint scent of a fragrant candle lingers in the room, adding a touch of tranquility to the atmosphere.
I watched Sparky, my dog, curled up on the couch that I had transformed into a makeshift bed. After waiting for weeks and months, this moment finally arrived. As I looked at my friends, I couldn't help but think of the long-awaited visit from my nudist friends, who playfully referred to themselves as mermaids.