Melinoe Ch. 01-05 - Sex Stories

Melinoe Ch. 01-05

... dinner."

Joon heard the code words: 'busy' meant something serious and 'over for dinner' meant Joon herself was needed.

"Sure daddy, see you tonight."

Howard knew she would be there in five minutes, so he walked to the house to wash up and make some tea.

Less than five minutes later Joon came into the kitchen and gave her massive father a hug: Howard showed her the message.

Joon's eyes went wide, "Oh god! it's Max," Joon whispered, "She is still on mission but there is something very serious going on; and we may be under surveillance."

Howard nodded speaking softly, "She's a smart girl, I'm sure she will be fine; but let's make sure we stay fine, too."

Joon nodded an affirmative to Howard then she looked up and around the breakfast nook like a twitcher looking for hawks.

"I don't know; but it's safer to think we are under surveillance," Howard softly spoke. He then raised an eyebrow at his daughter, "Shed?"

Joon whispered, "Archery range out in the forest: Max signed it with Bowman; so that's where she will be tomorrow morning."

Howard smiled at his daughter, "Nice bit there, Nippers."

Joon looked worried.

"Yer mum won't like it, but when you go meet Mixie, take the pressy I gave you last year." Howard quietly spoke, "Jus ta be on tha safe side."

Joon's father had given her the nickname when she was a toddler.

When Max was taken in she too received a nickname, so Mixie and Nippers were what he called them at home and never outside ...

... family.

Her pressy was a light caliber SMG that folded up into a small purse. It was made of a bright green composite and decorated with pretty applique flowers: and a fifty-round magazine.

Joon nodded to her father, "I will daddy."

Howard had made sure Joon knew how to protect herself, her petite stature did not prevent her from learning martial arts, or how to handle a firearm.

Max read the message board and frowned, no one would say it, but the hints were everywhere. Some people were oblivious, but others were terrified.

"Max..." Agatha spoke her name, bringing a newscast up on the holo. It concerned an incident in a Unity City downtown parking garage. Speculation was that Jehanna Elani had been abducted.

Max just stared at the picture of the journalist; another piece of the puzzle just floating in her mind. Something here had to make sense, so many oddly shaped pieces, Max was missing too many threads.

Max brought up a list of Jehanna Elani's news stories and lined them up. Out of the past ten stories, seven of them concerned John Blake. The latest one was about... nymphs.

Max looked over at Agatha, "See what you can find out about Nymphs."

"I watched the Admiral Blake appeal for the Lenarens," Agatha tilted her head a little, "They have been subjected to untold cruelty as slaves to human masters for hundreds of years."

Max's eyes grew cold and hard: like frozen agates.

"I hope you understand why I am so worried for you?" Max asked Agatha, ...