Synopsis:

Scott was on his way west to meet up with his friends to start a new life in L A. What he came across in the desert after his car broke down would change him forever. He wondered if his friends would recognise him once they finally met again. He didn’t think this was what his friend’s intended when they said, "start a new life."

Chapter Sixty-Two

Morning held a surprise when someone knocked on Sara's door, announcing the arrival of breakfast seeing that Kevin was still beside her in bed. Sara had woken only moments before, and was still fuzzy with sleep and the fading memories of dreams.

"Come in," she called, puzzling over the strange voice she'd heard at the door, while nudging Kevin awake, seeing it was already 9 o'clock.

A petite blonde in a maid's uniform, walked in carrying what turned out to be a sumptuous breakfast. Sara eyed the strange girl in surprise, noting that she filled out her uniform in all the right places. Kevin stirred in more ways than one when he caught sight of the maid entering. Sara placed her hand possessively over the bulge in the sheet, making it look like a natural movement as she covered it from view.

"Hello, has Kim sent you up?" Sara asked, giving Kevin a look to behave himself.

"No, although she did give me this uniform," the woman offered, giving her a wink, before setting the tray down across their laps, now that they were sitting up.

"Leanne?" Sara guessed, knowing there could only be two choices, given that Julie and William would still be in bed and the guests wouldn't presume to enter their bedroom.

"No, guess again," laughed Amelia, delighting in seeing their shocked expressions, as they figured it out.

"I see Kim gave you more than just a nice uniform," chortled Sara, seeing the humour in the fact that the sight of Julie's mom had aroused Kevin.

Yes it's just a loaner," Amelia grinned, doing a twirl. "You like it?"

"Very cute, I can see I'll have to keep you on if we get meals like this," Sara replied, eyeing the tray in anticipation.

"I'd thought I'd surprise you and the others with a wedding breakfast, so I thought I'd give you five star treatment, as if you were in a hotel." Amelia explained.

Thinking about her guests, Sara realised breakfast for them could be a problem.

"What about the guests?" She gasped, starting to rise.

"All taken care of dear," Amelia explained, holding Sara in place with a hand. "Where do you think I got that tray? Kim had things under control; she had caterers come in, loaded with food. The guests are enjoying breakfast as we speak,"

Kevin had already started sampling, and popped a bit of sausage in Sara's mouth, preventing her from asking any more questions. Amelia winked and curtseyed, before waltzing out with an exhibitionist wiggle of her derriá¨re.

Sara ribbed Kevin gently, for his arousal at Amelia's new loaner body.

"I was thinking of trading you in for the latest model," he quipped, knowing there was no denying Sara's claim. "It would have to have you in it, of course," he added hastily, seeing a loaded fork heading his way.

"If you like that cute blonde bimbo look so much, I'll make you wear it," Sara replied archly, knowing it wasn't going to be that much of a deterrent. "I'll give you a uniform and you can be my maid", she added a little more threateningly. She giggled, seeing Kevin still weighing up whether to accept her near baseless threat.

Finishing breakfast, they showered together as man and wife, even though Anita made a brief appearance when it came to washing their chests. Sara made certain that Anita retained a significant part of Kevin, so that she could handle her transformed husband, with her hand on his tiller. It seemed that it was like a remote control, with a little manipulation, she could push all his buttons, helping her to guide him in the direction she wanted things to go. Kevin had to be reminded every so often to slow down and make sex mutually enjoyable. Even though he spent time as Anita and knew the worth of foreplay in getting a female body ready for that moment, he seemed to forget, as he got excited and let his penis control his actions. Sara didn't mind Kevin's forays into femininity, as it gave her a chance to remind him just where her own pleasure centres were.

Several mutual orgasms later, they got dressed and went down to see their guests. Maggie and Cathleen were locked in battle with their pets, over the ownership of a pretty streamer that had been taken from the top of the tent. Obviously, Amelia had been the one to dress and feed them earlier. Once Maggie spotted that Sara was up and about, she left the tussle and flung her grass stained covered self into her mother's arms. She gabbled on about her adventures with Cathleen that morning, making Sara smile at her enthusiasm for life.

The marquee was being dismantled and rolled up, prior to removal, and the beds, tables and chairs were also slowly being taken into the waiting trucks. Most of the guests had decided to leave for home, after saying farewell to Sara and Kevin. Kim had spoken to a few about jobs to those out of work. Sara was pleased to see most making the most of the opportunities being offered.

Cathy had decided to stay in the general area, saying she had met a nice lad on the beach when she'd gone swimming that morning.

"I'm not quite certain whether to be a lesbian or not," she laughed when questioned about it. "But when I saw this guy on the beach, I felt kind of tingly yah know."

Tall virile looking guy with sun bleached hair?" Sara asked Cathy, who was still blushing.

"You know him? He said his name was John Max-"

"Maxwell," Sara finished for her, as she nodded her head. "We met him soon after we arrived here. He has a place down the beach a bit, I think he said."

"Well anyway, we got talking, and he's invited me to dinner tonight," Cathy admitted with a shrug.

"Great," said Julie, who had just joined them and managed to overhear Cathy's plans. "Give the guy a chance, he seemed okay to us and you might end up liking a bit of girl on boy action."

"Yeah well I figured I'd better not limit my options at this stage," Cathy continued.

"You are welcome here if you need a place to stay," offered Julie, getting Sara's affirming nod.

"Thank you, but don't wait up, okay?" Cathy winked knowingly. "Oh can you look after Roadblock for me?"

"No, but I'm sure the children will take good care of her," laughed Sara.

"I still can't get over how fast Roadblock took to those scamps," sighed Cathy.

"Well you know Maggie is half kitten, it shouldn't have been that much of a surprise," Sara countered.

"Yeah but, she's never acted like that before, I swear she acting like she’s years younger, and tolerating Bailey, well that's one for the books," Cathy shook her head.

Everyone laughed.

Cathy left, saying she had to go shopping for a dress to impress. For an hour or two, after the last visitor had gone, peace reigned, as much as it does with two active children getting underfoot. Jenna, who had said farewell to her friends, came and sat with Julie and Sara, while Amelia busied herself making lunch. The men had removed the last of the fence still standing between the two properties, and were stacking the timbers in a corner of the back yard.

They had refused Kim's offer of having it restored as promised, say it would be a waste of time with the children being nearly inseparable. At least with the fence gone both families could keep an eye out on them when they played out the back.

"Is Kim still around?" Sara asked, not having seen their benefactor in some time.

"She said she had something to get," offered Julie, shrugging her shoulders at the limited information she had to share.

"She is up to something, I'll bet," Sara replied suspiciously, sensing that someone would be in for a surprise.

"That's a sure bet if ever there was," laughed Julie, also knowing the way Kim worked.

"This is great," Jenna joined in, as she relaxed in one of the deck chairs, watching the ocean idly.

"Sure is, especially when you get to see men working half naked, while relaxing in these chairs," grinned Sara, looking pointedly at Kevin with his shirt off.

Jenna giggled.

"Not quite as good as seeing a fully naked man," Julie mused out loud, thinking of William in the bedroom last night.

The giggles from the others, who realised Julie's thoughts, were still upstairs, made Julie realise that she had voiced her thought. She blushed, then joined in with the others giggling.

Amelia came out with drinks for the girls and one for herself, as she sat in a deck chair with the others.

"Lunch is ready for when the men finish," she said, before sipping her lemonade.

"Your mom works too hard," Jenna said, thanking Amelia for her drink.

The men finally finished and came up to where the girls were relaxing in the sun.

"Where's our drink? I think being female has some other benefits," winked Kevin, looking at William and Richard.

"There's a jug of fresh home made lemonade in the fridge, go get yourself a glass," suggested Amelia, deciding to stay where she was.

Just then, the two girls heard the magic words,

"Lemonade," and quickly joined the queue for a glass. When they returned, they sat on the deck next to their wives chairs forgoing the comfort of the remaining empty chairs that were further away.

Cathleen and Maggie didn't need chairs, as they balanced their drinks awkwardly. Seeing plenty of available laps available, they tried them all out in turn, giving the owner a hug in payment. Bailey and Kurtain followed their charges and Bailey gave a few licks on the toes of the women as she navigated between the chairs, making them squeal from the ticklish tongue. Kurtain disdained that approach, and just hopped up onto the nearest lap as she followed Maggie along.

The men only stayed for a short while, before Kevin decided it was lunchtime. Richard and William followed, saying they'd better keep an eye on him. The women said they'd be along shortly, knowing it was really just an excuse to get a beer.

The women had just sat down to eat after joining their husbands inside, when a knock announced the arrival of their parents. Seeing them eating, they decided to walk down to the beach, while they finished. Sara offered them lunch, seeing Amelia had gone overboard a little on the quantities, but the parents begged off, saying they had eaten a late brunch. A few sniggers from the table suggested that someone was thinking that food wasn't all that had been eaten.

Just after lunch was cleared away, Kim arrived with another RV, which made Sara think of getting the driveway widened.

The three sets of parents came back inside with their shoes in their hands, after washing the sand from their feet by the tap outside.

"Honey," Sara's mom started off. "We decided to sell up back home and take an extended vacation, before settling down somewhere closer." Sue let that bit of news sink in, before continuing. "Kim said she would sell our houses for us and supply us with money for the holiday and our future homes."

"But mom, Kim can't keep supplying us with money willy nilly. She's already gone silly with all the vehicles she had made for us," protested Sara, as she looked pleadingly at Kim.

"Money is nothing for us, as I've told you before," Kim interjected. "We amassed billions with our small innovations that we introduced to mankind. It's there to be spent, as it has no value back home. Also, it gives me pleasure to spend a bit of cash," she winked, sounding very humanlike. "The vehicles help keep you safe and we can track them if we need to find you," she added, with a smile.

"Ben and June are joining us on our trip in the RV Kim has supplied," Sue added, looking over to where Kevin's parents were sitting.

"What about you mom?" asked William of Amanda.

Tom and I are staying here- well not here as in your house, but in California. We are going house hunting and taking time to explore around. Tom wants a boat to cruise up and down the coast. Kim said she would find one for us,' she finished.

"Good job the Queen Elizabeth isn't for sale," Sara muttered under her breath, seeing it was pointless to stop Kim spoiling everybody. Kevin, who had overheard her, grinned and patted her leg commiseratively.

"Even with the RV, won't it be a bit cramped for you to live in?" Asked Sara wonderingly.

"Kim promised that there would be ample room," Peter spoke up, as he looked at Kim enquiringly.

"We used the wormhole effect to double its effective internal space." Kim explained. "It is really two separate living units with all facilities duplicated. It even comes with an intercom between the two, as the soundproofing between the two units is absolute."

"That will allow the others to get some sleep when you snore," June laughed, looking at Ben.

"I don't snore," Ben snorted, refuting the accusation vehemently.

"Sorry, then you must sleep with a pocket buzz saw," giggled June.

Kim asked if they wanted to see the inside of the RV, which started an exodus outside. Kim had provisioned it with everything imaginable, and made Sara wish she was going on it as well.

Soon their parents made leaving noises, so after tearful goodbyes and promises to take care of themselves, the three sets of parents drove off on their new adventures.

Things settled down after that, and for the next few days, nobody was interested in doing much except laze on the beach and do as little as possible.

Sara took the time to sort out in her mind, something she had been promising Maggie, her regression to a 3 year old. Maggie had wanted to let her adult mind find oblivion, and let the child find her own life to live without the adult memories interfering. Sara wasn't prepared to send the adult mind into that state and essentially kill her off. Kim had said it was possible to save her adult memories and still have an innocent child. Sara needed to ask the Hitches and Cathleen in particular, whether they wanted Cathleen to undergo the same treatment, she had planned for Maggie. The way she had planned it, would mean Jenna would get a child very much like Maggie, who would need to be taught all she would need to become a woman.

Sara walked over to where Jenna was helping the children make sand castles.

"Sis, can we go somewhere and talk, I have a proposition for you."

To be continued.

  

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