Melinoe Ch. 01-05 - Sex Stories

Melinoe Ch. 01-05

... and you both sit with... one of her... on top of each other..."

Joon pursed her lips in thought, "Yes... I suppose that was pretty blatant."

Joon looked curious, "What do you think of her?"

"I honestly don't know her yet, Joon darling, but I trust your judgment more than you give me credit for." Mercedes turned back to the mirror and winked at Joon in its reflection.

"She is really special mum; Max and I agree she's worth it." Joon watched her mother in the mirror.

Mercedes nodded, "Max did agree that she was Agatha's guardian: Max wouldn't do that capriciously."

Joon nodded, "Max tends to be meticulous while I'm the mercurial daughter," almost talking to herself.

"Joon, you and Max make a brilliant couple; you complement each other wonderfully." Mercedes reflected.

"Agatha is lucky to be with such a team." Mercedes smiled.

Joon beamed with her mother's approval.

She stood up from her vanity while still devoid of cosmetics, "I could just murder a cup of tea."

Joon giggled and followed her mother downstairs.

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Max had followed Howard into the kitchen, and she leaned across the island while glancing at the Agathas still in the doorway of the kitchen. Max nodded and looked at the breakfast nook and Agatha wandered over there and sat down as she began watching Howard fill a large kettle. Howard was a very quiet, thoughtful man; but seeing him cry during the holofeeds of the invasion had changed Max's perception of him.

He was human: ...

... just like her.

"Howard?" Max asked.

That one word was enough: he had just put the kettle on and slowly turned around. Max had never seen this man look so vulnerable. She walked around the island and wrapped her arms around his massive shoulders.

Yes, Howard was a Marine; and had inspired Max to be a Marine.

He was still only human.

Howard gently returned the hug with massive paws. Howard released the hug and looked into Max's soft brown eyes. Max looked into Howard's eyes; they reminded her of chips of obsidian.

"So you're a Sensei now," Howard said softly: it was not a question.

"Does she know the Kata?" That was definitely a question.

Max nodded, "She does."

Howard slowly shifted his gaze to the breakfast nook, "I would like to see."

Both Agatha's eyes widened.

Max smiled as Howard turned off the kettle. The four of them walked slowly, purposefully, almost in ritualistic steps to the dojo. The dojo was open air; but it was kept immaculate.

Agatha took off her shoes and then the loose-fitting blouse. When Agatha started taking off skirts, Max had to stop her. Max thought she saw Howard smirk, but she might have been mistaken. Howard was aware of Max's habit of performing the Kata nude.

Howard knelt at the center of the rise at the northern end: the Master's place, to observe.

Max knelt next to and behind: as a student or visiting master would.

Max nodded to Agatha. Both of the Agathas walked to the center keeping exact distance and ...