For Lilian and the Indigos - Above Top Secret

“Maybe we can do Dangle Park next cycle, after we finish the diary.”
Lee agreed, and we headed back towards the bedroom. As we were walking, the house
tapped me on the mind and let me know that another house was coming up on us and was
asking to dock. In the same breath it let me know that it was the Horny Toad Society. I
made a face and asked the house to thank them for the visit but that there was no one here
interested in their gifts.
The Horny Toad Society enjoyed orgies with strangers, approaching houses at random
and offering their gifts. They had become well discussed on the Web, and many chose to
accept. Lee and I had discussed how we felt about such offers and had agreed that we
were committed in keeping energies flowing in focus between the two of us and not
weakening our bond with energies diverted elsewhere.
In fact, Cara had once shyly suggested Lee and I might join her with Tim and The Kid –
they both thought it was a cool idea, too – in a ménage a many, but Lee gently explained
that he and I were connected spirits and that we maintained the energy in a closed circuit
between us. We both thanked her and assured her that her offer of the gift was
appreciated.
So when HTS made its offer to us, I felt confident in passing up the offer for Lee.
Still, I informed him after the Society had moved on, in case he had changed his mind
since last we spoke of it. “The HTS just offered their gifts. I presume you’re
uninterested?”
Lee laughed, “Darling, you don’t know HOW uninterested I am.” He stopped to take me
into his arms and lift me off the floor. Kissing me deeply, he stroked my back and
buttocks with one hand while he held on with the other. I relented to his touch, pressing
my breasts against him and wrapping my legs about his waist. He carried me into the
bedroom, as on my fleeting thought a ’bottie scurried to move the diary out of harm’s
way. He laid me across the bed, sliding atop me as he did. As I welcomed him, I
thought, The diary can wait a little longer.
After we had cooled the circuits, kissing and cooing our thanks for one another, I idly
called for the diary and the ’bottie came forth.
June 12, 2009
I have been so busy. I wrote like a fiend and had the book finished spot on
the 31 st . I contacted Stephen and emailed the draft to him. It’s not the
longest read, but I think I addressed everything that needs to be addressed.
Stephen got back to me on the 4 th , I think it was, and sent a few
suggestions which I incorporated into the manuscript. I sent it back with