"I still think he could've done it," the girl sighed.
Connie kissed her forehead. There was a rap on the door and she cried "Come in! Leave the door ajar." Shahid entered, looking rather bashful. Connie went over, put her hand on his shoulder and whispered "Take your time! You've got an hour."
The boy smiled at her and whispered "Yes ma'am!"
Connie went out, shut the door and hurried upstairs. She went to their bedroom and peeked in. He was in bed and one of the girls was laying on top of the covers. " 'Scuse me, dear!" Connie remarked. "Can I have a half an hour?"
"Sure!" the girl answered, getting up. "But I'd better not leave him too long. He's feverish again. Damned medication isn't working."
"Crap!" Connie cursed.
The girl went out and she took her place. "Not supposed to ask!" he muttered.
"This one's really buggin' me!" Connie answered. "What's got this kid so torn up? What in the hell did she do?"
"She bludgeoned her sister to death," he answered, "with a hammer because she'd had sex with a boy she wanted first. They say there was virtually nothing left of her head. She was almost unrecognizable. It's the damned joy drug. It makes them psychotic. But her country's adapted our standard law. Anybody that kills on drugs it's considered capitol murder, no manslaughter, no mercy, first degree, full penalties no matter how old they are. She was sentenced to hang, would have today. But her father managed to get her here. He was sure she wasn't gonna make it! Unless I get the help I asked for she's not going to. She'll never make it through the portal. She'll break up, even with her sister to help her. Her grief is just too intense! Unless somebody that is keeping her from releasing it tells her it's all right, she won't make it."
"Are they coming?" Connie asked.
"I sent the money," he answered, "for their air fare. I've also arranged something else with her father's consent. Now, I'm drawing so much out of you I'm destabilizing you. Can't have that! Boogie! Let one of my little treasures back here."
Connie quickly got up. When she got out in the hall two of the girls were waiting. One of them immediately headed for the extra bed while the one who had been with him before got back on top of the covers.
Connie smiled. Why would anyone possibly object to a man's daughters sleeping in his bedroom when they're in another bed? Stupid people!
She waited until about five minutes of nine then went back to her room. She knocked, heard "Come in!" and entered. She was covered up again and he was on top of the covers. They were laughing. Shahid was saying "My father just about killed my uncle! His wife didn't believe him when he told him what he was trying to do, couldn't understand why he was forbidden from the house from then on."
"Thank God," the girl sighed, "your father happened to come back when he did!"
"Time to go!" Connie snapped. "Get upstairs and get to bed young man! Thank you. Any problems?"
"Not really," the girl answered, "just something that had to be expected, but it wasn't bad."
The boy blushed. "Not supposed to tell!" he remarked over his shoulder, hurried out and shut the door. Connie sat down.
"I got a little bloody," the girl explained. "He put a diaper on me. Nothing serious. I think it's stopping. After all it was my first time. But it really wasn't bad! I can see why you girls like it."
Connie patted her cheek. "Well!" she remarked, "We don't have to get up early in the morning. If we want we can be lazy! I just got a copy of Mother Tokyo. Have you seen it yet?"
"The one with the warrioress in it," the girl asked, "their actress friend?"
"The same one!" Connie answered. She put the disc in and got in bed. After the movie they exchanged the diaper for panties and a pad and went to sleep.
"I don't have to be handcuffed?" the girl asked, "You don't have to put the restraints on?"
"I don't think I have to," Connie answered. "I don't think you're going to try to hurt me, are you?"
The girl's only answer was to snuggle up to her. In the morning they got up and Connie followed her usual routine. The day went rather quietly. Her companion seemed to get more and more depressed. The girls got home and that helped her spirits. They were almost through supper when Connie heard footsteps and looked up to see her favorite guard entering with a strange woman. When the girl looked up her eyes widened and she screamed "Mother!" and tried to get up. He restrained her.
"Your mother's had a very grueling trip," he remarked, "to get here to be with you for a couple of hours. I'm sure she's tired and hungry. Why don't you let her enjoy some of this spaghetti and then when you're both done eating we'll take you into the livingroom and give you as much time as we can? I'm sorry we can't give you total privacy. But we will allow that you don't have to have the handcuffs. Finish your supper."
The girl looked at him with one of the most beautiful expressions that Connie had ever seen.
"Yes sir!" she remarked. "Come on, mother! Sit down! I'd like to introduce you to some of my friends. The supper is very good!"
Her mother smiled, sat down was served, and began to eat. "Oooh!" she moaned, "You are so right, dear! It is delicious!" Her daughter introduced the girls and there was some happy conversation while her mother ate, then the