God Only Knows: Part 4

Chapter 10

Suzanne was pleased at how quickly she made it through the Orange County traffic to Los Angeles.

She'd called up Xania as soon as she'd left to explain that she was going to be late, and they wound up talking on the phone the entire way there. She was concerned that Xania wouldn't come across as a credible psychologist. Tricking Susan would be easy, since Susan was so trusting, as well as unknowledgeable about psychology. But the plan was to have Xania talk to Alan and Katherine too, and they were both more savvy and more knowledgeable.

Suzanne knew at least a little about many things, so as she sped along in her silver Mazda she started to consider what aspects of psychology she should discuss with Xania.

But she didn't get far before Xania just laughed. "Hey, don't stress. I know all that stuff already. Don't forget that my degree was in psychology. Even though that was a long time ago, I still remember a lot of it. Freud, ****, Skinner, Pavlov ... I know all the guys and the basics of their theories."

"That's a relief. I'm worried that I'm rushing this far too quickly. What do you know exactly, and how do you know it?"

"You forget, I live in L.A. and I've long worked in the movie industry. Everybody who's anybody has a shrink, and people luuuuve to talk about their psychoanalytical bullshit. Having a shrink is a status symbol, like having a big pool or a yacht. But not only that, remember that I'm not just a pretty face. I went to the same college as you did, for starters; I even ended up with a degree in psychology."

Suzanne was more than a little astonished. "REALLY?! When did that happen?"

"Oh, it was long after we split. I haven't done much with the degree, but the knowledge has come in handy for my acting. And as a refresher I even checked a couple of books out of the library yesterday and spent all evening reading them. I take this seriously, just like an improv acting role, and that means doing my prep work so I can roll with the punches."

"Good!" But just to be sure, Suzanne asked Xania some detailed questions to make sure Xania really knew something.

When she realized that Xania did, she switched topics, and spent the rest of the ride explaining the issues Susan, Katherine, and Alan would likely want to discuss with her, as well as giving suggestions on how she should respond.

Suzanne was pleasantly surprised at how quickly Xania caught on and remembered what she said. But the one hour drive wasn't nearly enough time to explain everything. However, she had to put that aside for now, because her main purpose in coming to L.A. in the flesh was to set up the phony office that Xania would be using.

Suzanne had rented a fully furnished office on a very short term basis, just so it could be used by Xania for a single day. But Suzanne had only seen pictures of it, and she had to make sure it had all the little touches, from the right reference books on the shelves to convincing faked diplomas on the walls. She had to take care of all that today or else, since the appointment was tomorrow.

Xania explained that she was already in the office and working on making it more "homey." So Suzanne drove straight there.

A few minutes later, Suzanne was knocking at the office door.

Xania answered it. "Heeeyyyy! Suzanne! Long time no see. Come on in!" She pulled Suzanne in and closed the door behind her.

Suzanne had been planning on giving Xania a very friendly kiss and a hug, but that was forgotten when she saw the room. "Wow! This looks like everything's in place and ready to go."

Xania was all smiles. "This is just the waiting room. Check out the inner office!" She grabbed Suzanne's hand and pulled her to the other room.

Suzanne's jaw dropped. "Good God! This looks exactly like..."

Xania finished for her, "A psychologist's office. I know. Check it out!"

Suzanne walked around with wide-eyed wonder, closely examining everything she saw. She froze when she got to a diploma framed and hanging on the wall. "Hey! This is your name! It looks ... perfect!"

Xania chuckled with glee. "Pretty good, eh? It's amazing what you can do with Photoshop and a really good color laser printer at a print shop."

"Wow!" Suzanne examined the diploma even closer. "This is great. I tried making one yesterday, but mine doesn't look as good as yours."

"One?" Xania scoffed playfully. She waved her hand at more diplomas down the wall. "Check it out. There's my undergrad degree - in fact, that's a copy of my real psychology degree, though I changed the last name to match the one I'm using tomorrow. Over there I've given myself a master's degree, and another master's degree. And that's my PhD certificate that you're holding in your hand. Since we're faking it anyway, I decided to give myself a lot of degrees."

Suzanne stared at her in amazement. "Incredible! I could kiss you! This is gonna save us so much time. And look, you installed a computer. And a bookshelf full of books!" After putting the phony PhD certificate back on the wall, she rushed to the bookshelf and examined the books. "Good God! These books are perfect! Where did you get these?! How did you do all this already?! The only thing missing is some of the furniture."

Xania smiled from ear to ear. "A lot of those books actually are mine, left over from my college days. Am I a good friend or what? I happen to live near here, as you well know, and I wanted to get everything set up so we'd have time to reconnect. And I guess I wanted to impress you a little bit. It helps that you're late. And, as for the furniture, I held off with the stuff that you told me you were renting."

Suzanne rushed to Xania and gave her a big hug. "You rock! Frankly, I've been more than a little worried that I've been losing my mind, thinking that I could pull this off with such short notice. But you have me convinced." She took a close look at Xania's face and outfit for the first time since she'd arrived. "And your look! Your glasses! You look so academic. Don't tell me you really need those?"

Xania laughed. "No. I know we're getting older, but thank God I've still got my vision." She grabbed the frames of her glasses and wiggled them playfully. "But I like 'em. I think they make me look smart but sexy too."

Suzanne exclaimed, "That's because you ARE smart and sexy! I said I'm so happy that I could kiss you, and now I will!" Since she was already holding Xania in her arms, they soon were kissing passionately.

An hour or so later, Suzanne was still in Xania's new "office." They were both sweating as they arranged the heavy furniture in the office, solely for the meeting Xania would have with the Plummers the next day. She knew that she'd have to return a few days later when the furniture rental store came to pick up her props, just before the week's lease of the office would be up. It was a lot of work and a lot of money just to fabricate one "doctor's appointment".

Suzanne plopped herself down on the couch they'd just moved in. She was sweaty and exhausted. "That's the last of it, Xania. Thanks a lot for all your hard work."

Xania answered, "Anything for an old friend. Actually, I really look forward to it. This is like a big adventure."

"Believe me, you'll enjoy it. Especially what you're going to do with Alan. But remember, that's a side issue. The main reason for all of this is Susan. She's your main target."

Xania plopped down on the sofa next to Suzanne and made herself comfortable. She could feel another lecture coming on. Suzanne had talked practically nonstop all day and the day before as they made all their arrangements. By now, Xania felt she knew Susan and her two children inside and out, but Suzanne constantly repeated herself because she wanted everything to go perfectly.

"Let's review," Suzanne said as she wiped the sweat off of her forehead. "The most important thing is..." Her voice dropped away so Xania could complete the sentence.

"To get Susan to want to fuck her children," Xania dutifully replied. But she went on, "I know. But, if I may ask, why is that such a big deal? Why not just let whatever happens happen? I mean, don't take this the wrong way, but aren't you violating her trust with this whole office scheme?"

Suzanne laughed, a little bit bitterly. "Thanks for bringing this up now, now that everything has been arranged. Look. This is what's best for everyone. I'm not being selfish here. This is what Susan wants and needs. She needs to fuck her son like she needs to breathe air; she just doesn't fully admit it to herself yet. You should see how she is; time is of the essence. She's so worked up about it that she doesn't know if she's coming or going. And I mean that literally! If you can help her come to peace with this inevitable decision, it'll help her so much. And Alan will be loving life, and Katherine will be joining in and loving it ... Everyone will be living in heaven on Earth if we can just break down her last reservations."

Xania asked, "But isn't the fact that she's even considering **** all your doing in the first place? Didn't you put that bug in her ear from the very beginning?"

"Yes, but like I said, it's all very necessary. The whole family has never been happier. She's never been happier. It's win-win for everyone."

"I thought you just said she doesn't know if she's coming or going."

"True, but that's just because she's so blissed out on pure happiness. Trust me. I'm her best friend. I'm thinking only of what benefits her, and what'll benefit her whole family. You should have seen how frigid and prudish she used to be. It was almost comical, especially given that I've been her best friend all this time. She's like a flower in bloom now. And yes, of course I'm going to benefit, big time. I'll be having sex with all of them, and it'll be one non-stop orgy. But that just shows that good things come to those who help others."

Xania chuckled. "Just like you and me, eh? I'm doing a good deed, and you're going to make sure that I'm rewarded. And then, in turn, you're going to be rewarded for helping me."

"Yes. I'd fuck you right now, just like the old days. But it'll be all that much sweeter if it's a victory fuck to celebrate our successful conversion of Susan into the world of total sexual freedom. You'll love when I lick you, I'll love when you lick me - everyone benefits. Another win-win!"

Xania leaned in closer and wrapped her arms around her college friend. "There's no reason why we can't fuck now AND fuck later. I'm game if you are." She kissed Suzanne on the lips.

Suzanne kissed back, but only briefly before pulling away. "Now, now, Xania. Hold on. As much as I enjoy that, good things come to those who wait. If there's anything I've learned in these past weeks, it's how a prize is all the sweeter when you have to wait for it. Not only that, but if you and I get started on each other, we won't get anything done. We would just fuck non-stop on every piece of furniture in here until we drop of exhaustion."

Xania rolled her eyes. "That's some kind of bad thing? I'll tell you, Suzanne. Responsibility. Who needs it?" Then she got serious again. "Let's get back to Susan. Something about this just doesn't sit right with me. Putting your words in my mouth and having me say, 'Trust Suzanne. She knows what's best for you.' I don't know. That's weird. It's not too late to change your mind. At least make the advice I'm going to give her more neutral."

Suzanne rationalized to herself, Xania is right, of course. It is immoral. But I've dug myself in a hole and this is the only way out. If I don't do this right, Susan will go and find a real psychologist and the shit'll hit the fan. This has to be a one-time bending of my ethics, for a good cause.

Suzanne grabbed Xania and looked her in the eye. "Trust me. You know me. I haven't changed much over the years. My methods are strange, but have I ever hurt anyone with my schemes? No. Susan is a pure, good person and not all jaded and bitter like myself. I place her interests over my own because she has more trouble fending for herself. I would never, ever do anything to hurt her!"

"Okay, okay. You know I'll help. I told you I'm looking forward to it, and I am. I just want to be absolutely sure that you know what you're doing. I mean, ****! This is serious stuff you're having Susan get into, even if her kids are adopted. There's legal stuff to worry about, if anyone ever gets caught. Isn't there?"

"Don't worry. I've got it all figured out. Now, let's finish up here as fast as we can. Then I have to rush back in time for dinner. I do have responsibilities. They make things go." Suzanne pondered what preparations she might have forgotten, then snapped her fingers as something important came to mind. "A-ha! Here's another important issue. What are you going to wear? It needs to be very formal and professional, so you can come across as believable. But it also has to be very sexy, so you can titillate and intrigue Alan. I know you don't usually wear that kind of thing, so I suppose we should go shopping."

"Hold your horses. I have just the thing." Xania was wearing casual clothes, but she started walking away, saying, "You stay right here while I change in the next room."

"I can't wait!"

Xania came back a couple of minutes later in a dramatic red power suit. It was very closely fitted, looking both sexy and professional. She pirouetted, proudly posing with a big grin.

Suzanne had been sitting, but when she saw that she stood up and clapped. "Excellent! That's perfect! You're full of surprises today. Where'd you get that?"

Xania explained, "You were right that I don't normally wear this kind of thing, but one perk of being in movies, even though I was far from a star, is that I got to keep some of the clothes that had been custom fitted to me. This one is from an 'Animal House'-like movie called 'Those Wild, Crazy College Days.' I played the apparently stern but secretly very lusty school librarian."

Suzanne was really pleased, and it showed. "That's soooo perfect! Alan won't be able to resist you in that. And I love that movie title. It sounds like a movie they could have made about OUR college days."

Xania replied, "Our movie would have been X-rated for sure. In that one, all they did was flash T and A. The dialogue was sub-par and the plot was worse. Besides, my role wasn't very big."

"Hmmm. Still, I'd be curious to watch it one of these days, if only to see your nude scenes."

Xania grinned widely. "There is that." Then she left the room to change back to her casual clothes, since the suit was too tight to wear while moving furniture and doing other heavy work.

Once Xania had changed, Suzanne asked, "What's still on the to-do list?"

Xania looked around and shrugged. "To be honest? Pretty much ... nothing. About the only thing is if you have more advice on how I should behave and what I should say. But I think I have that pretty well covered too. I really busted my ass to get everything done so you and I could spend some quality time together. I've missed you."

Suzanne smiled, and gave her a big hug. "I missed you too. Let's sit down and get comfy. I have a confession to get off my chest."

"A confession? Oooh! Sounds juicy." Xania led Suzanne to a couch.

Chapter 11

Suzanne took Xania's hand. "I've been thinking about you and me lately ... these past few days ... The truth is, I realize I'm the one to blame for screwing up our friendship. Going all the way back to college, when I stole what's-his-name from you."

"Ugh!" Xania complained, "You don't even remember his name? It was Jeffrey."

"That's water under the bridge. I'm sure I could think of it if I walk down memory lane, but I don't want to go there. That's ancient history. I'm so alive these days! For the first time in a long time, I'm excited to get up in the morning, knowing what the day will bring. Hell, I'm excited all day long, every day. Alan ... he's just ... he's turned my life around!"

Xania said, "You keep talking about him like he's the greatest thing since sliced bread. What does he do that's so great?"

"To be honest, nothing that special. He's just being himself. It's WHO he is. He's honest, loving, funny, loyal, ... and really kind-hearted. He doesn't get mad at you or put you down or turn on you. It just doesn't happen. What I love most is that I can feel how much he loves me. I mostly credit Susan for raising him so well."

"But I thought you said you were nearly as responsible for raising him as she was?"

Suzanne grinned impishly. "Okay, I gotta credit myself too. But in any case, I was so jaded. I'd given up on true love. I was so rich and beautiful that I'd given up on anyone loving the whole me, including the inner me. Any new person I met, I'd have to assume they were interested in me mainly for surface things, because how could it be otherwise? But then Alan snuck in right under my nose and stole my heart. He loves me for more than just my looks. I know it's true because he loved me with all his heart since he was just a little kid, before he even had a libido." She stared off into space, a loving and dreamy look in her eyes.

Then she snapped back to the here and now, continuing, "Anyway, as you know, it turns out he's also some kind of natural stud, and now everything is getting even more wonderful and more erotic every day. That's made me look at my relationship with you in a whole new light."

"Really? With me? How?"

"I always thought of myself as the 'mature' one and you were the 'irresponsible free spirit.'" She made air quotes twice as she said that.

Xania blinked owlishly. "Well ... yeah! That's because it's true. I'm honest enough with myself to say that. Look at you. You've got a husband, two kids, a huge house, and money up the wazoo thanks to your smart decisions and even smarter investments. Meanwhile, I've frittered my life away chasing silly Hollywood dreams that never work out."

Suzanne conceded, "Yeah, well, there is a lot of truth to that, and that's part of the problem. You see, over the years, you tried to stay in contact more than I did. We connected now and then, but I just didn't see how your freewheeling, partying lifestyle could fit in with my suburban family life. But now, most of all, I was thinking about Susan."

"Susan? How does she fit in?"

"She's so much more than my best friend! She means so much to me that I can't even begin to tell you, and that's not even counting the sexual attraction, which I'm very happy to say, is slowly but surely coming to realization!" She squeezed Xania's hand excitedly.

Then she continued, "But anyway, Susan was soooo prudish and straight-laced. I tried to change her, but without success. So instead, on some level, I eventually started to become more that way myself, just to get her approval. I was turning into the stereotypical suburban soccer mom. But subconsciously I was very unhappy about the whole thing. That's not me. Well, it's a part of me - I've especially loved raising my kids - but it's just a part. I'd kind of neutered myself these last few years. The way I let our friendship slowly wither is just an example. I must admit, I was especially concerned about the sexual aspect."

Xania asked, "What does that mean?"

"Well, you're just so ... you!" She let go of Xania's hand and waved her arms in the air, as if announcing "Ta-da!" in Xania's direction. "Look at you. Damn, woman, you're fine! You're so beautiful and curvy that it hurts. What's worse is how you remind me of Susan. From the neck down, she and you could be identical twins! For a long time there, I tried as hard as I could to deny my sexual feelings for her, since there seemed no chance in hell that they'd ever be returned. That's why I had to stop having sex with women, especially you, because it just reminded me of her so much. That's the main reason why I finally let contact with you peter out altogether a few years back."

Suzanne grasped Xania's hand again. "But now, everything's changed! With this new scheme, which has to be my greatest ever, I've turned the tables on everything. First, all my dreams and fantasies are coming true with Alan. I'm learning to live and love again, and it feels GREAT!"

She continued, "Second, Susan's going through a major personality change, thanks to my clever scheming. Instead of me ossifying into another boring ol' soccer mom like her, she's becoming like a young version of ME! And the more that happens, the more I can cut loose. Remember when we were in college and how wild we were? How much fun we had? All the non-stop sex?"

Xania smiled in fond memory. "Yeah. In retrospect, those were the greatest days of my life."

Suzanne said fiercely, "No! That's a lie! Because the greatest days are just around the corner for you, just like what's already happening for me. I'm having twice as much fun now as I ever did back then, and even MORE sex! If that's possible!"

Xania laughed. "That's not possible. We were major sluts."

"I know. But come and see what life is like in the Plummer house lately. And it's getting better all the time! What that means is that I don't have to keep you at a distance anymore. I'm really glad that you're helping me with this crazy favor today, but at the same time, I'm hoping this can turn into so much more. I don't want to be the 'responsible one' anymore. And I don't have to be, now that my kids are grown, thanks to the money I've saved. I want more of your wild spirit! And I don't have to fear our sexual relationship. Now that I can sense sexual movement between Susan and me, I won't see you as a Susan substitute anymore. Instead, I can think of you as you, and that you is totally AMAZING! If I were to think of all of the women I've met in my life, who could stand toe to toe with me in some kind of sexual marathon, you're the only one."

Xania smiled widely; she loved the way this discussion was going. Modestly, she said, "I don't know about that. I'm a little bit older and a little bit slower than I used to be. Nowadays I have a lot fewer sexual marathons and a lot more dental-assistant classes. Things are pretty boring lately."

Suzanne waved a hand dismissively. "Bah! So what? We all get older. And why do you want to be a dental assistant anyway?"

"It's not like I want to. Please, don't get me started." Xania sighed sadly.

"Don't you have an undergraduate degree in psychology?"

"Yeah. That, plus a quarter will buy me a piece of bubble gum."

Seeing that Xania was starting to get depressed, Suzanne tried to cheer her up. "Forget about that now. You've still got it, babe! I can tell. You. Look. HOT! Talk about keeping in shape! I'll bet you really could run a marathon!"

Xania couldn't help but boast a little bit. "Maybe I could. I hope all the running around and sweating and exercising I do is good for SOMEthing. But it's not like I have any choice, not if I want to get hired occasionally as an actress, even if only for minor roles here and there. My looks are my main calling card."

Suzanne wrapped an arm around her friend's back. "Yeah, well, whatever the reason, the fact is, you've still got that college spirit, and that college wildness. I can tell from the gleam in your eye. I've basically reached the point in my life where I said 'Screw it! My kids are almost grown and they don't need me holding their hands all the time anymore. Enough with being responsible. It's time I start having some FUN again.' Xania, I want you back in my life in a big way. And I want you back in my BED big time."

Xania moved in closer. "Mmmm ... I could go for that. And in a big way too!"

They kissed mouth to mouth, exchanging spit. It was a kiss of two long-lost lovers who greatly missed each other, full of emotion and promise. Since both of them had such extraordinarily long tongues, they enjoyed a lot of playful tongue action.

But Suzanne was eager to say more, so she broke the kiss but kept the close embrace. "There's more. I haven't even gotten to Katherine yet. She means nearly as much to me as Alan or Susan. In fact, if she were the one with a dick instead of Alan, I'm sure I'd be just as moony about falling in love with her. Even as it is, I'm very much in love with her too." She grinned impishly as she said, "Basically, if anyone lives in the Plummer house, I want to fuck them until we're all too weak to walk."

Xania joked, "Damn! I gotta move there, just so I can qualify. But what about Susan's husband?"

"Ron? He doesn't count. It turns out he's gay."

"Oh, really?!"

"Ssssh! Don't be talking about that tomorrow, okay? It's almost a moot point though since he's pretty much never at home anyway. He spends most of the year working and playing around in Asia. I expect Susan to divorce him before long, now that she's got a much better situation. But Alan, Susan, Katherine and I are turning into a totally sexual family! My daughter Amy has gotten into it too, in a big way. But obviously, the one sex hookup that can't happen is the one between me and her, because that really would be real, biological ****."

Suzanne sat back and exclaimed triumphantly, "We're starting a whole new thing! I don't think there's even a name for it yet. A sex family, maybe. It's so much fun and it's so damn HOT! And I want you to be a part of it too!"

"What do you mean?"

Suzanne calmed down a little. "Well, obviously, you have your life here in L.A. But you should get your toe wet, at least. I want to share the wealth, as it were. Come down to the Plummer house from time to time and join in the fun. You'll love it, I promise!"

She stopped and admitted, "I'm getting ahead of myself, aren't I? First, you need to get to know Susan, Katherine and Alan tomorrow when they're here with you. I'm sure you'll love them, and probably lust after all of them. How can you not? They're good people. Rock solid, salt-of-the-Earth type people. The kind you'd want to have at your back in a fight, if you know what I mean. As for looks, you already know that Susan's got the face and body of a centerfold. Well, Katherine's just the same, except she's younger and still growing. She's that hot too!"

She went on, "As for Alan, I'd admit he's no Brad Pitt. The Chippendales Dancers aren't going to recruit him anytime soon either, since he's not a muscular hunk, though he does have some muscles. He plays a lot of tennis. But he definitely qualifies as handsome, and he grows on you. And boy, does he grow on you! I'd admit, when I fell in love with him, I didn't have a clue about his sexual potential. He's exceeded all my expectations and then some, and he's still improving. He's turning into a master cocksman, with an impressive weapon and incredible staying power. He'll totally rock your world!"

Xania said, "Hmmm. That's high praise. You know I've had a lot more lovers than you've had, and you're hardly a naïve virgin. It'll take a lot to impress me, much less truly rock my world."

Suzanne was bursting with pride as she said, "Just you wait and see. You should see how it is down at the Plummer house these days. Between Susan, Amy, Katherine, and me, it seems like one of us always has a hand or mouth on his cock. It's so much fun that we simply can't get enough!"

Xania cuddled in closer. "Enough about him. I'll see for myself later. What about you and me? All the things you told me just now, I must say ... I'm so thrilled that I can hardly contain myself! I've been with a lot of women over the years. A LOT. But you and me, we always had that special spark. Every other female lover I've had I've compared to you, and they've all come up wanting. I've truly missed you. And not just as a lover, but as a friend. So, yes, I'll accept your offer to reconnect with open arms ... and ... open legs!"

Suzanne loved the sound of that so much that she not only closed in for another French kiss, she pushed Xania down to the couch in the process. Within seconds, they were madly kissing and ripping off their clothes.