... to a very big monster to eat. Your bad daddy is now just a piece of shit. You are not afraid of shit are you?*
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I drew her out, the protector on watch in case she tries anything. I fed her, and with the energy she needed I gave her the mothering love from Dommi and the fierce protective part of my love. She grew in front of me. I told her we are going to play and she began to bounce with eagerness. Dommi had become aware and was watching from afar. I had to modify my playing as I sensed this is not a seven year old girl. Though five, she was more like a regressed three year old, her wounds blocking off a large part of her. Dommi helped with suggestions plus my own silliness helped us to entertain her. As she came closer and I felt her self-confidence grow I talked to her again.
*Your new mummy, Dommi, is waiting for you to go back to her so that she can hold you softly and give you her love. She is a much nicer person than me. She is full of love for you. If you promise me to behave I will let you go back to her. And if you are really good I will come back to play with you when you wake up. Is that a deal Wendy?* *I don’t want you to go. Please?* *Daddy, that is only me from now on, will come back. I have some things to do so as to make sure my sweet Wendy gets better and big and strong. I promised I will come back.* *Promise?* *Cross my heart. Now you must sleep. Eat when you are hungry again but keep your food this time so that you can get big and play all the time with me.*
She sank back into the place that had been her prison and was now her cradle.
“I heard you talking to her and I got afraid. I thought you were being too hard on her. How did you know what to do?”
“Who was Robbie talking to?” Wendy yawned and stretched. I laughed and hugged her, breathing in her scent.
“To you my love. The part of you that was hurting you. She is only a little baby and she was very frightened. She thought that if she allowed you to take our love and keep it for yourself, the bad daddy would come back and be very cross.”
“That’s silly. He is dead!”
“Actually, you are all going to laugh at me and probably use this for teasing me. I told her I broke your daddy into tiny pieces and a monster ate him up. This is the part you will love. I told her he has come out of the monster and is only a piece of shit now.”
Wendy looked up at me, her eyes enormous. “I like that. Why didn’t you tell me that also? I’ll never be afraid again, I’ll just think of him as a piece of shit, lying in the toilet.”
“Can you make yourself see the toilet? Good. Why don’t you flush the toilet and get rid of the shit forever.”
She shut her eyes and opening them smiled at me. “I did it. He is gone forever now.”
“Wendy my love, you should be feeling there is a piece of you missing. We cannot leave her out of you too long, she might die and it would not be good for you. Will you come with me into Dommi and wait a little bit away from us until I call you? Then we can play with her together. She is only the five year old part of you, but her fear has made her more like a three year old - she is a very sad and lonely part of you. I need you to trust me and take her back into you when I tell you. We will do that when we are in the void. Okay with you?”
Cherine moaned, “Robert, we haven’t had sex yet and you want to go back to the void? You really are cruel.” Even Wendy could see the mischievous cheekiness in her eyes and laughed.
“Robbie, will she be like a little sister?”
“Not for long love. Once we go to the void she will become part of you again. When you got hurt for the first times and were afraid and could not understand why your life had changed into something so bad and painful, she was the part of you that stayed afraid. You are the part that was brave and believed in our love. You must not stay without that little child part of you. Tell you what, you know me quite well by now. Do you think I would be so nice if I did not have that little child part in me?”
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“Dommi, he actually thinks he is nice when he is being silly. Sorry Robert, but you did walk straight into that one.”
“Actually Cher baby, I do think that is one of the nicer parts of him. Robert, don’t listen to her, she loves the ‘monster in the garden’ part of you.” Dommi enjoyed being able to tease Cherine for a change, though her teasing of Cherine is always more gentle than her teasing of me.
Cherine looked into Wendy’s troubled eyes. “If Robert did not have that part of him, I would still be alone, Dommi would be with some hairy Greek who would make her miserable and you would be dead. He is right sis, you must not lose that part of you.”
I called little Wendy and she came out, bouncing with joy. *You came back!*
*You are surprised? I may be a silly-billy (billy=goat _ katsika), but I always keep my promises to people I love.*
She had grown and as her confidence returned she had reverted, becoming more like a five year old. We played and I called to Wendy to join us. The little one hid behind me, afraid and shy. *This is your older sister love. You belong together, you are a part of each other. She wants to play with us cause she also does not get to play very often.*
It did not take long for us to see that Wendy was captivated by her little half. Once they were giggling and playing like old friends I suggested we go dance. Dommi enfolded both within her and we went dancing.
I showed Wendy, in her mind what she should do. The two danced around each other, though the little one kept darting off to me, exchanging her motes for mine, binding me to her in more than one way. Soon though, their dance was a tight orbit around each other, their glows blending into one. Wendy called to her little sister to come in and unite with her. I felt I was losing a child, a friend as she/they melded. Cherine sent me a kiss and we returned to our bodies. For the first time Wendy was not back first. As I began to worry she opened her eyes.
“She found her old place in me. I feel good Robbie.”
I also felt good and I managed to hide my little sadness, my longing for my tiny friend, hiding my feelings and memories deep inside, for me to look at in my own private moments, to remember and treasure her.
“Robert,” Cherine’s voice was tender, her dark eyes looking deep into me, finding my secret places, “do you need to be alone for a while?”
“No my love. I need to feel you all holding me, we also have to welcome back our Wendy girl.”
Somehow, at first, sex was not appropriate. It was a moment of reverence, of adoring my Wendy and imprinting her in my mind so that I remember this moment forever. With the passing of the moments our bodies began to respond to each other and our need returned at full blast. I could not get enough of the scent and taste of her and as I devoted myself to my exquisite Wendy, Cherine and Dommi gave of their loving to the rest of her. It must have been overwhelming for her to be loved by three persons at once for she went into spasms of an orgasm that carried on and on until she was exhausted. Once her body had stopped shaking to her inner explosions, I lay with her for a while and shared her sweet breath, letting the others also taste of her childish purity.
Cherine then came into my arms, her lips greedy for my lips. As my tongue slid into her she began to spasm and I felt myself begin to throb with my readiness. Without pausing longer than it took to calm Cherine and give her the warm after-sex feeling that comes more from love, as I held her tightly to me, I turned to my patient Dommi. She had given of her loving to both girls and was even now holding Wendy in her arms, but I could feel her ache for me.
“Your love must be very deep to wait for me. Won’t you open yourself to me my love, so that you can feel my love for you?”
“I don’t need to Roberto. I feel it all the time.” But she did open to me, her mind, heart and body. Our loving had its own kind of satisfaction; the pleasure of holding a full size woman who not only needs the gentleness of love, but can also take the wild urgency of my need without me fearing I will hurt her..
As we turned to sleep, our two sweet little girls lay upon/betwixt us, filling our warmth with a deep feeling of satisfaction; of being one family.
For those readers who have not understood, when they speak using telepathy, what they say is enclosed within stars, and the thoughts exchanged are in italic. e.g Hi, I bet you are wishing you could read thoughts.?
I hope you enjoy reading this story of fantasy, adventure and love. Yes, most of all, always of empathy and love.