“Are you ready? Did you tell him?” Metimeh asked Anna.
Anna nodded her head. “We’re ready.”
“Wait a minute!” William said rather loudly. “How do we know this isn’t a trick? What are you? A princess? And you mean to tell me you want to leave all of this behind? Why?”
Metimeh lowered her head and whispered, “Because I love Anna. Because my father will kill the two of you once he gets bored. He’s keeping you for ransom but if no one comes forward, he’ll kill you.”
Anna didn’t know which revelation to tackle first and there wasn’t much time anyway. Metimeh ushered them out of the room and out of a back entrance to the house.
“The North side of the town is completely empty. The camels are there and it’ll make it easier to get far enough without anyone noticing. Come!” Metimeh sprinted away from the house with William and Anna following. They ran and didn’t stop until they came to the camels sitting quietly.
“They’re all rested and well-fed,” Metimeh said, breathlessly. “They can run for a while until they need to stop.”
They mounted the camels and took off. This part of the town was extremely deserted and Anna wondered why. She breathed a sigh of relief when they passed the town’s last building. But her heart dropped to her stomach at the once again barren desert landscape. She hoped Metimeh knew where she was going.
After a couple hours of silent camel riding, they came across a small village. The leader was a kind man who let them stay the night.
“Where are you from?” The leader asked Metimeh.
“They are from England. I am going to work for them,” she lied.
The next day consisted of more camel riding, some walking, resting, and repeating. It wasn’t until nightfall that they came to another village, this one a bit larger than the last. There was no central leader and the trio was able to rest again and get some meager supplies before setting off again in the morning.
“Are we lost?” Anna asked. She shivered, remembering that was the question she asked William before they realized they were lost.
Metimeh smiled and shook her head. “We aren’t lost. Can’t you smell the Nile?”
Both Anna and William tilted their heads upwards and sniffed. Neither smelled the Nile—whatever it smelled like.
“Do you want to come stay with us when we get wherever you are taking us?” Anna asked.
Metimeh’s eyes widened in wonder. “You’d let me?”
“Of course,” William said. “What would you do otherwise?”
Metimeh wasn’t sure. But she was sure now that getting to Cairo was the most important thing ever.
*****
After days of traveling, Anna began to cry when the city of Cairo appeared from seemingly out of nowhere. She smiled at Metimeh, who beamed, proud of herself.
“How did you do it?” William asked. “Without a compass or map?”
“The sun,” Metimeh answered simply. “It’s all you need.”
Metimeh’s answer made Anna wonder if all of the technology she and William used was necessary. Metimeh had gotten them back to Cairo without any of it.
“We have to write a book,” William joked. “No one would believe us anyway.”
He was right, Anna knew. At best, their story was incredible. Anna wouldn’t even believe it if someone else told her. She wanted to get her camel to run but it was probably just as tired as she was.
“I can’t wait to sleep in our bed,” Anna said with a dreamy look on her face. She turned to Metimeh. “Will you sleep with us?”
Metimeh nodded but she wasn’t sure. “I’m still a virgin,” she said quietly.
“It’s okay,” Anna said. “We all were once, too.”
Once they reached the actual city, William jumped off his camel and walked the rest of the way to their house. Unlocking it, he breathed a sigh of relief. He wasn’t sure how long they had been gone—days, weeks, perhaps even a month—but everything looked the same and for that, he was grateful. It would be easier to transition back to regular life.
“This is your home?” Metimeh asked. She stepped across the threshold of the house and the door closed shut behind her. She looked up at the walls, lined with papers, pictures, and a picture of a man with a beard and long hair.
“I want to sleep for a whole year,” Anna said. She began removing clothes as she walked to the bedroom.
Both William and Metimeh stared at Anna as she winked at them over her shoulder.
“You coming?” Anna asked.
Metimeh glanced at William and moved first. She followed Anna into the bedroom, where Anna helped her take off her clothes.
“I’m so nervous,” Metimeh whispered. Was she really going to do this? Was she going to let William and Anna take her? Do what they wanted to her? Yes, yes she was.
“We won’t hurt you,” William said.
Metimeh turned around and gasped at William’s nakedness. His cock was already erect. It curved a little and Metimeh shuddered.
“Come,” Anna said, taking Metimeh’s hand and leading her to the bed.
There, Anna began to kiss Metimeh slowly. Her hands roamed Metimeh’s body, gently twisting her nipples. Metimeh moaned. When Anna’s fingers parted the folds of Metimeh’s pussy, Metimeh shuddered and leaned in.
“Feels good, right?” Anna whispered. Her fingers circled over Metimeh’s clit and then she gently stuck a finger into Metimeh’s tight hole. “Hmm,” Anna moaned. “Lay down so I can taste you.”
Confused, Metimeh did as she was told.
William crawled onto the bed and nudged his cock along her lips. “Open,” he commanded.
Metimeh opened her mouth and William slid his cock inside. He tasted salty, somewhat metallic. She hallowed her mouth and sucked, not sure what else to do.
“Yes,” William sighed. His eyes closed and his head rolled back. “Just like that.”
Anna spread Metimeh’s legs and flicked her tongue along Metimeh’s pussy.
Metimeh gasped. “Ohhh!” Her hips jerked and she tried her hardest to squirm out of Anna’s reach but both Anna and William had a hold on her. William thrust his cock deeper down her throat but she took it all.
“She’s ready,” Anna said, licking her lips as she knelt upward.
“Ready?” Metimeh asked when William removed his cock from her mouth and changing places with Anna.
“Ready for your first cock,” Anna said with a smile. “It may hurt. I got you as ready as possible. Squeeze my hand if you need to.”
Metimeh became incredibly nervous and second-guessed the whole thing.
“Ready?” William asked.
Metimeh nodded but it wasn’t a convincing nod and her heart beat so fast she thought it would jump out of her chest. She felt the tip of William’s cock at her entrance and then he slowly pushed in. Anna was right, it was painful, and Metimeh winced until William remained still.
“How does it feel?” Anna asked. She rubbed lazily on Metimeh’s clit.
“A bit painful,” Metimeh whimpered.
“It’ll get better. Just relax.”
Metimeh relaxed and soon, she began to meet William’s every thrust. A flutter in her lower stomach was the only warning she had before she shattered into a million pieces and let out a loud cry.
“How was that?” Anna asked.
Metimeh breathed heavily and it took her a moment to remember where she was and what she was doing. When she finally remembered, Anna had leaned over and taken William’s cock into her mouth and sucked him fast and rough. Metimeh watched amazed. Within a matter of moments, Anna made William spurt a white, gooey substance.
“What was that?” Metimeh asked.
“Semen,” Anna replied. “Or seed.”
William laid down on the bed and quickly fell asleep.
Metimeh giggled at the snoring William. “Does he always fall asleep right after?”
Anna laughed. “Yes. He’ll be asleep for a while, too.”
The two of them l
aughed and talked for a while longer until sleep overcame them. The last thing Metimeh remembered before she entered dreamland was William pulling her closer to his chest.
*****
Six months later…
Anna never imagined she would return to England. When she stepped off the ship in Southampton, her surroundings felt unfamiliar even though the people at the docks were her people, English. But she knew that neither she nor William nor Metimeh would be staying in England, that was for sure. Neither of them were meant to stay in one place. They were nomadic by heart and Anna was already planning their next trip across the Atlantic to America.
“Where is the sun?” Metimeh asked.
William laughed. “Sun in England? Ha. If you blink, you’ll miss it.”
Metimeh giggled. She wasn’t used to the dreary weather that met them when they arrived, but she would get used to it for as long as they remained in England.
“What is the name of the ship we will be going to America on?” Metimeh asked William.
“Titanic,” he answered. “Supposed to be a mighty fine ship. Unsinkable!”
Anna rolled her eyes. “I don’t believe that. They are tempting fate with a nickname like that.”
The small house that belonged to William and Anna in southern England overlooked the ocean. It was secluded, remote, ideal for the three of them. No nosy neighbors, no London expectations. They could live the way they wanted tom, not completely free of fear of judgment, but close enough.
“I love the sound of the ocean now,” Metimeh said. She opened the one of the windows in the reception room and poked her head out. She could see the waves churning and knew the storm wasn’t over yet.
“Do you miss Egypt?” Anna asked.
Metimeh thought before she answered. “Honestly? A little bit. But not enough for me to return just yet.”
Anna smiled and pecked Metimeh on the lips. She was so happy that Metimeh was with them. Anna didn’t think she had room in her heart to love again, especially when her dear Haji died, but the love she felt for Metimeh was there. She couldn’t help but wonder if everything that happened to them happened for a reason. She considered the possibility that it was all Haji’s doing from the other side. Whatever the reason, she was happy.
“Have you ever been to America?” Metimeh asked, breaking Anna’s thoughts.
William shook his head. “We haven’t. But I’m looking forward to it.”
Metimeh smiled. “Me too.”
THE END
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Bonus Story 34 of 44
Aileen
Description
Aileen Miroki can only stay on Earth for a short time before she must take her ship, The Titan Cadet, back into outer space in order to outrun the Intergalactic Armada. On her last mission, one of her crew members and lovers stole something valuable from the planet Woes Ëan. However, since Aileen was the leader of the mission, all of the blame for the theft fell on her.
On her way to the hidden forest planet of Îlvis, Aileen finds a small creature that she must save from a vicious, dinosaur-like beast. Soon, Aileen learns that she is the one who needs saving, and realizes that her savior is a woman named Torena, a telekinetic and beautiful blue native of Îlvis.
When Torena passes out after defeating the beast, Aileen takes her back to The Titan Cadet. After they fall in love with each other, the Intergalactic Armada finds Aileen’s ship, and Aileen must take Torena away from her home planet in order to save both of their lives.
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Aileen Miroki hitched a ride from the Detroit Metro Airport on the back of a jet black motorcycle called Rabble Rouser, her auburn hair ruffled into the driver’s spare helmet. She had been down these long, tree-lined highways before, but in the winter air everything seemed different. Aileen hadn’t seen snow in six years, so she reveled in the sight while clutching her arms around the driver’s waist. She had five years of education from one of the world’s top astrophysics programs, and still she could barely comprehend the simple beauty of snow.
The driver dropped her off at the edge of Ohio and was hesitant when she insisted that he leave her in the middle of nowhere. She was sure that he would come on to her, or offer to take her back to his place, but he was actually a gentleman under his red chrome helmet, and gave her a twenty despite her refusal. Aileen needed to be alone after the five-hour flight from Los Angeles, and only the vast countryside could give her relief before she finally returned home.
Everything around her was white, and even under the layers of winter clothes she could still feel the cold air biting at her. It was a drastic change from the constant heat she was used to. There was still about 75 miles to the town of Luckey, and she was hungry to get her hands on her own set of wheels.
If she remembered correctly, there was a used auto shop a few miles down the road. She walked south down Highway 15 For an hour, embracing the numbness as the cold set over her, first her legs and then her face. Hiking had always been a passion of hers, even though she normally hiked in the Santa Monica Mountains. Though there were no rattlesnakes out here, the icy road proved to be just as risky as any trail.
Finally, she saw the sign for Viking Auto Sales in the distance, the junker dealership she and her father always passed when he dropped her off at the airport. Aileen walked to the small red building within the circle of used vehicles. A bell rang as she opened the door. The musty room seemed empty, except for a short bald man asleep behind the counter, the low sound of his daytime television show rambling on.
“Hello, sir,” Aileen said, quiet enough as to not wake him.
His eyelids drifted open, and once he caught sight of her he sat upright. “Sorry to wake you,” she said, peeking through the window to catch another glimpse of the vehicles outside. “I’m looking to walk out with something right now. Do you take cash?”
The old man cleared his throat and smoothed out his clothes. “Well, yes, ma’am,” he mumbled. Aileen could tell that he found her attractive by his flush cheeks and averted gaze. Scrolling through his computer, the man coughed again and said, “Trouble is there’s no ATM or bank for another ten miles or so up the road.”
Aileen smiled, removed her thick gloves and reached into her navy blue pea jacket. She withdrew a wad of cash and said, “I’ve got about six thousand, here. Five thousand for something I can drive off the lot, and one thousand for the trouble.”
Money wasn’t something Aileen was low on, the government had assured that. After graduating at the top of her class, they had given her the Baroness Aviation Fellowship for Most Innovative Aircraft Design. If anyone asked why she didn’t work, she would vaguely reply, I’m taken care of, trying to brush the subject off.
At the sight of the enormous wad, the man’s eyebrows shot up, not expecting her to pull it all out on the spot. “Are you…” he eyed her up and down, cautiously, “…looking for anything in particular?”
“Something big,” she said with a grin, “and something manual.”
He laughed at her excited face, understanding the innuendo. “Well, Miss, you sure do have a face I can trust. I think I have just the thing for you. It ain’t first class, but it’ll get you where you need to go.”
“I’d love to see it,” Aileen replied, following the old man out the side door. He led her a few rows over to a white ’98 Dodge Dakota. “Extended cab, v-6 stick,” she said, running her hands along the scratched exterior. “I’ll take it.”
***
Aileen felt the vibration of the engine through the steering wheel, and the heat didn’t work, but at least the lighter was intact, allowing her to chain-smoke for miles thanks to the pack of Marlboros the old man had given her. She kept the window down as she drove east, enjoying the brisk wind against her face. The dirty smell of cigarettes made her think of her father, and that was the thought that kept her foot steadfast on the gas pedal.
Instead of taking the faster route, Route 6, which would be a straightaway un
til I-75, Aileen decided to follow the State Route 65 along River Road and across Grand Rapids. When she was a little girl, Aileen would go sledding with her mother and father at Fort Meigs where there was a giant slope that faced the enormous river. Aileen continued to visit their sledding spot at least once every year after her mother passed away.
There was more than one ghost Aileen prepared to face as she drove through Perrysburg, around the pewter colonnade. Her first priority was to catch up with her father, as she’d promised all throughout school, because she had simply been too busy at CIT. Although her father didn’t study astrophysics, he was a well-known mechanic, and taught her everything she knew about handling vehicles.
The other ghost that Aileen had in mind was Darren, her ex-fiancé. Darren had proposed to Aileen right out of high school and, although she said yes, Darren had different feelings about her moving to California. He was tall, handsome, clean-cut with a bright smile, and one of the brightest, wittiest men she had ever met. They were high school sweethearts, and it was true that she missed him from time to time. Living in Pasadena, however, she was never far from the nightlife of Hollywood, where she had more than her share of vain men trying to make it in the film industry. Her only other options were the guys in the astrophysics program, and they were a little too scrawny for her taste.
Who knew how long catching up with her father could take? She didn’t intend to rush anything with him. Darren could wait, and the truth was that he was married with children, anyway. That didn’t stop him from emailing her from a private account, though.
Aileen wanted to spend time in the house where she grew up, watching the old movies that her and her father watched thousands of times over, laughing over the good times. For once it started to feel good being home again.
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