There Must Be A Mistake Ch. 12

There is no sex in this chapter.

Chapter 12

Note: All persons in this novel are fictitious. If you are looking for a great deal of explicit sexual activity, this story is not for you. The scenes that are included will be evocative rather than just for the sake of sex itself. This story is for your reading pleasure. Its length is undetermined at this time, because I do not know where my mind will take me along the way. I hope you will stay with me during this journey until it reaches its inevitable conclusion.

DEAR READERS: From this point in the story on, I will not only be jumping months, but sometimes years at a time in order to speed up the process of scientific advancement, and the building of the spacecraft. To do otherwise would continue this story until I turned 80, or died. I did not want to put you or me through this trauma. So if you think you missed something important between two paragraphs, or a chapter, you probably did not, because it was a time jump. I will try to lead you through these paragraphs by saying, "one month later, or two years later, etc." I hope you enjoy this chapter, because I finally got the scientific materials I needed from the University of Miami to begin the nuts and bolts process of building this special machine. Thank you very much. P_D10

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49. FIRST'S and LAST'S

The weekend was wild. Delicious was out of her mind with joy. Being officially engaged to Gray was the most wonderful thing that happened to her, since she found out Even was her father. She could not help looking at the ring on her finger every time she moved her hand. Anytime she passed one of her family members she would say "LOOK!" She seemed like a brand-new person, but I knew this would pass.

Instead of having a family dinner; I sent Delicious and Gray to the most exclusive nightclub in Denver for some alone time. If you consider yourself being alone, with two bodyguards standing 60 feet away from you, watching for any possible threat to your person, then they were alone.

When I watched Delicious walk down the stairs, I was ready to commit murder. With a fake smile plastered on my face I asked, "Darling who bought you that dress?"

"You did dad, don't you remember? It was one of the dresses you purchased for me in Waterville."

I grimaced. "You must have grown since then, because there is an awful lot of skin showing."

Delicious laughed at me. "Dad, it's all the running I have been doing with Gray. The baby fat has turned into muscle, and it's moved into all the right places. Do you like my shoes?"

I looked down and saw she was wearing the 5-inch spiked heels she could not walk in when we were at the department store. She did a pirouette for me, and I knew Jennifer was going to be in for a long night with me. My daughter was her name personified; she looked "Glorious." She was what every young woman desired to be when they grew up. My baby sure looked grown up tonight. I was so happy she was going out with Gray, with any other man I would have canceled their dinner.

Gray came down looking very sharp. Black boots, jeans, and polo shirt under a white linen shirt, with crystal studs and cufflinks. To top it off he put on a black Stetson hat. Where he had all this stuff stored, I had no idea.

Delicious looked at him enviously. "You are not allowed to look prettier than I am."

In a Texas drawl he replied, "Ma'am, no one in the great state of Texas looks prettier than you are."

"Good answer Gray. Jayden, Logan are you ready to go?"

"They are already by the car waiting for you baby."

"Good night dad, do not wait up." She kissed me and was out the door before I could reply.

"Good night Even, I will take good care of her. She has three bodyguards around her tonight, not two. I am carrying my gun just in case."

"Do not shoot her or yourself in the foot please."

"I am a better shot than that Even. There is no bullet in the chamber, and the safety is on."

"Stay safe, and remember she can't drink. Have a great time Gray."

"She is going to kill me, because you said that."

"I'd rather she kill you, then wind up in jail for underage drinking."

"She would be indicted for murder Even."

"I would get it reduced to justifiable homicide. You would be trying to get her drunk to have your way with her."

"I cannot win, can I?"

I smiled. "Good night Gray, she is probably wondering where you are."

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Jayden opened the door. Gray exited the car, extending his hand to help Delicious out. The line to get into the club stretched down the street, but the four of them walked straight in.

Jayden and Logan's heads were on swivels looking for any possible threat to them. Delicious and Gray's table was the best in the house. They had easy access to the dance floor, and their waiter was constantly in their view.

He had a French accent and Gray spoke to him in fluent French. He ordered their dinners, a bottle of wine, and a bottle of sparkling water.

Delicious said, "I hate you Gray."

"What did I do wrong this time?"

"You speak French."

"Of course I speak French, I also speak Spanish. I took both languages in high school and college. They were easy elective courses. Everything else was science and math. Let's relax and have a good time please. Would you like to dance?"

"I do not know how to dance."

"Dancing is organized walking. Come with me, and I'll show you how it's done."

"Please don't make me look like an idiot out there."

"The only thing you are going to look like tonight is hot. Do you see all the men looking at you? I am the luckiest man in this club. I am the envy of every man, and most of the women here. The men are not paying attention to their women; they are looking at you. Watch their heads turn as we walk to the dance floor."

She did watch, and he was right. It was like the day she prepared for her dad's wedding. Her hair was up, her makeup was perfectly applied, and her dress was short. According to her dad there was a lot of skin showing in all the right places. Now if Gray could show her how to dance, without her falling on her face in those 5-inch heels, everything would be great.

As he turned to face her, and put his arms around her, he asked, "Did you grow?"

"Yes, my dad's been injecting me with HGH, and it is working."

"He has to know how dangerous that stuff is. You are already tall for a girl."

"If I am tall for a girl, why do you always call me Shorty?"

"I know it pisses you off, but it gets you to talk to me. Sometimes getting you to open up is like pulling teeth. I think you would be toothless by now, and I would be working on your fingernails trying to get you to answer me."

"Maybe the person I am talking to has nothing interesting to say."

"Let's not argue, let's dance." He pulled her close, extremely close, and began to move to the music.

"Loosen up baby; I am not going to throw you off the dance floor. Smile and relax, look at the people around us. See how much fun they are having. Just follow along with me, and by the end of this evening you will be dancing on your own."

She did follow him, and looked at the other women following their men. Some women were leading their men around the floor. What surprised her most was saying women leading other beautiful women around the dance floor. One thing was for certain, they were having a wonderful time; by the end of the evening she was too.

It was almost 3 AM when Gray carried her up the steps, and into their bedroom. He lay her down on their bed and began undressing her. It was a terrible job, but someone had to do it. When he took off her shoes, and looked at her feet, he knew she would not be running with him for a few days. They were full of blisters. He shook his head. "Women and their high heel shoes; whoever thought up these things was a masochist."

He undid the side zipper on her dress, rolled her slightly to the left, and pulled it off with no resistance. He returned to her side, removed her thigh high stockings, but left the thing she was wearing called panties on her. They were an exaggeration of the name. It was two strings attached to a tiny piece of cloth in front.

Oh how beautiful she is, he groaned, as she lay there before him. He took off his clothes and hung them up neatly. He was standing next to her; naked, painfully erect and hard as steel.

"Delicious, you have no idea how much I want you. If you were any other woman I would be in you, pounding away, until we were both sexually exhausted. I need a very long, very cold shower to calm down before I join you in bed. I will be back later, probably around noon."

He put his robe on, and turned to leave the room.

She peaked through her eyelids and said, "Would you like some company?"

He whipped around, startled. "You bitch; you have been lying there, looking so innocent, and you were awake all this time? You've been teasing me to the limits of my endurance, and you are laughing at me. You are so getting spanked tonight."

"You cannot touch me; you need a cold shower first. There is no telling what you might do, before or after you spank me."

"So you do realize I am going to spank you."

"Yes; I wanted to give you something for everything you gave me this week. I couldn't think of anything that would give you as much pleasure as you gave me. So I decided I should give you ME."

"You are evil, but I love evil people who think like you. Stand up. What is it called?"

"It's a Brazilian panty."

"If it cost more than $.50 you got robbed."

"This cost $18."

"Make sure you leave it to someone in your Will, when we leave this planet. It has to be ecologically friendly."

"If you make fun of my panties, you are not going to be allowed to spank me."

"You are making this more fun every minute; plus you lied to me tonight."

"When did I lie to you?"

"You said you grew, because your father was giving you HGH shots. You were wearing 5-inch heels, and your feet are full of blisters. Do you want to take your punishment easily, or do you want to argue over it?"

"Let's argue."

Gray reached into his drawer and pulled out a sock. He dangled it in front of her face.

Delicious opened her eyes as wide as they could go.

"You wouldn't dare do that to me."

"It is almost 3:30 A.M. I don't want you to wake up Gordon or your parents. This goes in your mouth. The tie for my robe goes around to your arms to keep you where you belong. Your ass is going to be pink by morning."

She tried to crawl off the bed, but Gray had her around her ankles before she could get away. He pulled her off the bed. As she screamed, he stuffed the sock into her mouth. He grabbed her arms, pulled them behind her back, and secured her elbows together, with the tie from his robe. As soon as he completed that task, he rested her knees on the floor, with the top of her body lying on the bed.

He whispered in her ear, "We will go for 20."

Through her gag she screamed, "Mmmwwyy?"

"Yes, 20, and don't forget to count. If you forget to count, we will start all over again."

He did not hit her rapidly. He let her think about the pain each blow caused her, before the next one landed. As he continued her torture, she noticed each one was moving towards her center.

He wouldn't dare her there, would he? That would be too cruel. If it was so cruel, why was she leaking so badly? Damn it, if you are going to hit me there, hurry up and do it already. Don't keep me wondering if you are going to do it, or not, it's not fair.

In her muffled cry she yelled out, "You cunning bastard, Hit Me!"

"You stopped counting baby. We have to start all over again."

She screamed violently through the sock, "No, hit me, hit me there dammit."

Gray said, "I'm sorry I can't understand a word you're saying. We have to start all over."

"FUCK YOU, HIT ME!"

"Did you just ask me to hit you?"

She nodded her head vigorously, and yelled again, "HIT ME!"

"Do you need some help with something?"

"HIT ME YOU BASTARD, BEFORE I KILL YOU!"

"Did you just call me a bastard?"

She nodded her head.

"Why would I do something wonderful for you, if you are angry with me?"

"If you don't hit me, I'M GOING TO KILL YOU!"

"I think you said you were going to kill me; is that right?"

She was nodding her head vigorously, unaware his right hand was moving down as fast as he could move it, until it made contact with her Brazilian panties, and the sensitized flesh it covered.

She screamed; her body went rigid, and it looked like she was peeing on the floor. After a moment, her body went slack, and she lost her battle with consciousness.

Gray released her arms, and put her on the bed. He went to the bathroom, filled a cup with water, wet a towel, and brought dry towels with him. She had not moved when he returned.

His first order of business was to remove the Brazilian panties. It was a really tough chore. It didn't surprise him that they were soaked, but so was her entire lower body.

He pulled the sock from her mouth, and gave her a sip of water to wet her mouth. He began to wash the perspiration off her face very gently. He was very aware of the greeting he would receive when she woke up. He continued toweling her face until her lashes started to move.

When he saw her eyes he said, "Hello in there."

Her eyes went from dreamy to evil in a flash. "How could you be so mean?"

"I was not being mean, you stopped counting."

"How could I continue counting when my brains were between my thighs?"

"I didn't know that, I was giving you a spanking."

"Gray when was the last time you told me a lie, and got away with it?"

"Never."

"Do you think you just got away with that one?"

"I don't believe so."

"Why don't you try something new? Tell me the truth the first time, and maybe I will not try to beat the shit out of you for lying to me."

"You know you can't beat the shit out of me. You know you can't out run me, and you know you can't out shoot me. What do I have to be afraid of from you?"

"Poisonous spiders in your shoes, snakes in your bed, arsenic in your food, accidents in the lab, mud in the barrel of your gun, ants in your underwear...."

"Okay, I get the message, I'll tell you the truth, most of the time."

"Why can't you tell me the truth all the time? It's a great way for a relationship to be based on 'Truth, and Trust."

"Can I trust you?"

"If I ever betray your trust, you can kill me. I'll put that in writing and give it to Rod. I won't ask you that question, because I know I can trust you. I was lying here, and as far as you knew I was unconscious. You could have fucked me six ways from Tuesday, or up the ass, before I could have stopped you. You didn't. If that's not trust I don't know what is."

"I knew you were awake."

"I thought you were going to tell me the truth."

"I said most of the time."

Gordon knocked on their door. "Are you two ever going to go to sleep? You were making so much noise you woke me up."

Delicious said, "I'm sorry Gordon. Gray and I had such a good time at the nightclub tonight; we've been going over and over it. I'm sorry we woke you up."

"If you had such a good time, why was he spanking you?"

Thinking quickly she said, "He thought I lost the ring."

"I would have been angry with you too; good night."

"Good night Gordon, I'll see you in the morning."

"When do we move into our apartment?"

"We move in in six days; four of those days we are going to be in Houston."

"I think I'll ask Rosalynn and Jennifer to do a little shopping for us. They have excellent taste."

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"You're quitting, and going to work for that idiot?"

"Steven be nice, this is that idiot's daughter, Delicious. She is my fiancée."

"You get yourself a nice piece of ass, and you're leaving NASA to go to work for him?"

"Gray, please may I? I know I promised to be good, but he just crossed the line."

"If he says one more thing out of line, go ahead babe."

"That little bitch thinks she can take me?"

"Steven, you should've kept her mouth closed. Go ahead dear."

Delicious was all over him like a rash. His glasses flew off his face as her shoulder crashed into his head. His new hair plugs disappeared as she grabbed his hair while vaulting over his back. Her nails drew blood, from his face and neck. It looked as if he was bleeding from his carotid artery, as his white lab coat turned bright red. If coworkers had not called security, she may have broken his legs and his arms. She had Steven face down on the floor, as she was trying to have his arms and legs exchange places.

Gray stood there laughing. It took three guards to get Delicious off him, and she was still struggling to get at him.

The head of security, the assistant director for the Orion project, two of Gray's superiors, and the medics were called to straighten out this mess.

"Gray what the hell happened in here?"

"I don't want to prejudice these proceedings. I think you should ask Steven what happened, and then I'll tell you the truth."

"You know Steven is going to lie to us."

"There is no doubt in my mind he's going to lie through his teeth and ass to try to get out of this. I'm going to take Delicious out of this room so Steven can tell you what went on in private. Then I will come back in here alone, and tell you what Steven told you. Then I will have my fiancée come in and tell you what really happened."

"Steven, I'm going to allow this meeting to proceed as Gray has asked. It will be interesting to see how close to your testimony his is. Gray, Miss Delicious, will you leave us alone for little while please"

"Steven we are going to record everyone's testimony for the record. Do you want an attorney present?"

He thought for a moment, and said, "Yes I do."

"Steven, you are on paid administrative leave, until this affair is settled."

"Michael, would you ask those two to come back in please."

"That was very quick Aubrey what happened?"

"I asked Steven if he want an attorney present, and he said yes. In my book that means he's as guilty as hell. I need to hear from you what happened. Your testimony is being recorded. I would like to hear a complete and honest version of the events please."

"Delicious and I have an agreement; we will only tell the truth, and trust in each other. I will tell you the truth, and trust in your judgment.

I came in here today to hand in my papers to resign. I have been offered a position, which I have accepted, to work with Doctor Even Luck on his spaceship to go to another part of our universe, using engines that do not require the use of a liquid hydrogen and oxygen mixture. I have seen the engines in action, and they work. I was as amazed as you will be in 10 years when the patents are handed over, free of charge, to a major university.

When I told Steven I was leaving, he insulted Doctor Luck and then called Delicious an obscene name. My future bride asked me permission to go after him, which I refused. He said to me, "Do you think that bitch can take me?"

Steven again maligned Doctor Luck's name, and then called my fiancé a vile and insulting name. I took her purse and gave her my permission to take him apart. I stood back, and watched Steven get his ass kicked into last week. I would have stopped the beating he was getting, just before she broke his neck, which he really deserved for being such a horse's ass."

"The engines work?"

"Yes sir, no doubt about it. The inventor is absolutely amazing in every way possible. I can't tell you who it is because I signed an NDA, but if that person ever patented that engine, there is not enough money in the world to pay for that design. It is beautiful beyond belief."