It Begins

Eventually you feel Fiona stir. As she wakes she squeezes you to her side, half awake she mumbles. "Mornin baby."

You hold her tight, knowing it might be your last chance for a while. "Good morning Fiona."

"Kiss me." She commands you.

You lean up, resting on your elbow, and kiss her on the lips. "Mmmm. Yummy." She stretches and smacks her lips as she tastes you. "You okay Jesse? Back to normal?" She looks at your face through bleary eyes, her hand coming up to stroke your chin.

You nod, your sorrowful eyes staring into hers. "Uh huh. I'm okay. Thank you Fiona. Thank you for everything."

Grabbing you by the back of the head she kisses you again, hard. You hum happily into her mouth until she pulls you back from her. "Sure Jesse. Do you remember what I told you last night? About being angry?" She holds your head in her hand as she stares you in the eye.

You nod again. "Yeah." You whisper.

She looks at you a long time, her one hand holding your head the fingers of the other gently stroking your chin and jawline.

She finally lets you go and pulls her hand away. "Good, I meant what I said. Don't forget it okay? Don't ever forget it. No matter how angry I get." Her eyes still fixed to yours, she is speaking in a very directed and authoritative way. She wanted to make sure she was understood.

"I won't. I won't forget. I won't ever forget last night." You swear.

"Good. Now...get the fuck out of my room." She says, her face and voice hardening and cooling. It was a dagger to your heart.

"Fiona...I..."

"Get out."

"Sure, okay." You say softly. You knew this was coming but it didn't make it easier.

You reluctantly leave her bed. She sits up and turns away from you, waiting for you to leave. Taking the extra blanket you wrap it around yourself and head out of the room. You wondered when you'd be welcome back again. You take the couple steps and cross the hall to enter your room, you could hear voices downstairs. As you enter you see El, Chloe, and Muffin were all sitting on the bed.

Elsie springs from her seat and goes to embrace you. The pair of you reconnect and despite everything an abiding joy fills your heart. Without a word being shared you catch each other up on the night just gone by.

El was overjoyed at learning of your incredible experience with Fiona the night before, she knew how much it had meant to you. She sympathized with you about the low patch the night before and about your rough moment just a bit ago. She hugs you tight. You learn from her that she'd had a pretty amazing night herself. She slept with the grandparents, in between them, and the three of them spoke and laughed and reminisced. They didn't grill Elsie, or judge her, or berate her. They just helped her through her high in a most gentle and genial way. You catch snippets of her memories, as if they were your own. You can hear Grampy's voice as he told El about one night where he and Grandma had sat up all night watching sea turtles hatch and make their way to the ocean. How they'd spent much of the night helping the ones that got caught up or went the wrong way.

You and El giggle and smile as you swim in each other's memories. It is quiet as you stare into each other.

The moment is interrupted by Chloe. "What are you two doing? God, it's kinda freaky. You guys still high?"

You both look over at her and smile. "Sorry. No." You say. "How was your night Chloe?"

"Pretty cool, just hung out with Muff. We watched some porn on El's computer." El's face screws up, she didn't like to go to those sites on her gaming rig. Chloe continues. "Hey, you guys want to get in a quickie before the shit hits the fan?" Your cousin asks hopefully. She strokes her purring little pussy which was currently nestled between her crossed legs.

You and El just grin and shake your head. Good old Chloe. "Say, what's happening down there?" You ask, pointing over your shoulder.

Elsie looks toward the door, concern creeping into her expression. "Grampy and Gran are talking with Mom and Aunt Peg. They want to talk to us next."

You look at El. "Were they mad?"

"Grandma was. Grampy was just...disappointed." That last word stung, it stung bad.

"He just doesn't understand." You say.

Chloe chirps. "What's there to understand, we shag like fucking rabbits and it is freaking AWESOME! God you guys are glum. I'm glad they know. I can't wait to go down on Grandma's fat..."

"Chloe!" You chide. "Chloe stop. Grandma and Grandpa are off limits, okay? Let's not make this worse than it is."

As you get dressed you visit with the others. You all talk about your crazy experience on the pot brownies. It had been different for each of you. All of you agree that if you ever did it again it would be a much smaller dose. You started to wonder how your mother was doing, she had really had a bad trip.

You didn't have to wonder long as a knock comes to the bedroom door.