Life after the Lottery Ch. 55

"It seemed like it was a long time ago. I can see Linda in a dress and bonnet like they wore in the colonial times or something."

"This can't be..."

"Dawn, let's don't go that far with this."

"I hope that is not what it is."

"Why?" I asked.

"Because...the stories say that you two are destined to be together, and nothing can separate you."

"Dawn, I am not going anywhere. I love you more and more every day; you know that."

"But, I can't fight the spirits," Dawn said.

"You need a drink."

"I do."

We left the bedroom and found Amy and Linda working on a late lunch. I poured Dawn a large glass of wine. We sat next to each other on the sofa; Sam moved from the loveseat next to us.

"What's going on?" Sam asked.

"I am not sure, honey," Dawn said. Sam looked at her and glared.

"Dawn. I was there too this morning. I felt the same thing you felt, and I felt how you felt. Now, what is going on!" Sam demanded.

"Keep it down," Dawn told her. "I honestly don't understand it yet."

"But something happened between Linda and James. I felt how worried you were," Sam said.

"Did Amy feel it?" Dawn asked.

"Yes, she did. You felt like you did the other morning when you felt like James didn't need you anymore. Why?" Sam asked.

Dawn sat there quietly.

"Oh, my god," Dawn said.

"Dawn, what is it?" Sam wanted to know.

"Sam, tell me exactly what you felt in me the other morning, we never talked about it," Dawn asked.

"Are you sure?"

"Yes."

"I woke up because I felt something very wrong with you. When I came in and held you, I could feel that deep inside you, you felt like James didn't need you anymore. Or, maybe that you had lost his love. Why?"

"Damn, it is coming back to me," Dawn said. "I had a bad dream that Linda took you away from me! Oh, my god!"

"Dawn, why?" Sam asked.

"Because I had been around Linda for a week, then she had been at the house. James, it has to be!" Dawn said.

"Dawn, you had also asked me that week if I was in love with Linda, and if I had crossed a line," I said.

"Dawn, he hasn't crossed that line," Sam said. "James asked me to keep up with his feelings to make sure that didn't happen. It hasn't."

"That's not what it is," Dawn said.

"Dawn, what are you talking about?" I asked.

"I picked up on it! I have always felt something different between you and Linda; now I know what it is."

"Honey, don't go there."

"No, James, I think it is true!"

"Really?" I said. "I don't believe anything like that."

Dawn turned and looked at me.

"James, there are a lot of things you used not to believe in until we met. Can you explain what we have?" Dawn said.

"No."

"Do you remember what my great-grandmother told you before we got married?"

"Some of it."

"She told the both of us that we were meant to be together in spirit because we had an old love and shared the spirits. My great-grandmother knows these things."

"Would you like to fill me in?" Sam asked.

"There is a very ancient Native People's belief that if two people that love each other and it is cut short by tragedy that their souls will meet one day again and be together."

"Is that what you and James are?" Dawn asked.

"No. I am afraid it is what he and Linda are," Dawn said.

"What?!" Came from Sam.

"Sam, there is more to it than I can explain right now," Dawn said.

"You really believe this?" Sam asked.

"I am going to have to figure it out."

"No way!" Sam said. "What happens if that is true?"

"The stories say that when these parted souls meet again, they will be together forever," Dawn told Sam.

"Dawn, is that what you felt in the dream?" Sam asked.

"I think so. I think it all came together in my mind."

"James, you wouldn't leave us would you?" Sam asked.

"No, honey. I will be with you and Dawn and your sister forever."

Sam reached over and hugged the two of us for a minute.

"Are you three okay?" I heard Linda asked.

Sam released her hold on us and turned and looked at Linda.

"We were just having a moment," Dawn said.

"Lunch is almost ready," Linda said and went back toward the kitchen.

"Sam! Don't do that," Dawn said.

"What?"

"Don't feel that way about Linda. It is not her fault," Dawn said.

"I don't want her taking James away."

"It is not going to happen. She is more of our family now than before," Dawn told Sam. "You still love her."

Sam looked back at Dawn for few seconds, then got up and went to the kitchen.

"This is not going to be good," I said.

"Yes, it will. I want you to do something we talked about before," Dawn said.

"What is that?"

"I want you to go ahead and hire a Genealogist and have them research yours and my ancestry. I know my Cherokee ancestry for 15 generations back, after that, it is all written down. I want you to find out about yours, as well as Amy and Sam's. I also want to find out about Linda's if she will let us."

"I will see what I can do."

Amy told us all to come and eat. We all sat down at the table for lunch. It was quiet while we ate.

"Okay, enough!" Linda exclaimed. "You can cut the tension in here with a knife! What is going on? Is this about last night?"

"This morning," Rachel said. "The two of you were screaming about 5:30 this morning."

"Dawn has this crazy theory about us," I said.

"What theory?" Linda demanded.

Dawn explained it as Rachel sat there with her mouth hanging open. She even told them about Linda and I being together for the rest of our lives.

"Dawn, you are crazy," Linda said.

"Maybe," Dawn said.

"What a minute," Rachel said. "Linda, have you fallen in love with James?"

"Not like that," Linda said.

"Well!" Rachel said.

"No, Rachel...nothing between us has changed, honey," Linda told her. "In fact, today I know I love you more than ever."

"You are going to have to explain this to me, Linda," Rachel said.

"Rachel, what Linda is telling you is true," Dawn said. "She will be able to explain it to you."

"Dawn, do you really believe this?" Rachel asked.

"I believe the stories I was taught. Somehow, we will have to see what we can find out."

"How are you going to do that?"

"Linda, would you agree to let us research your ancestors?" Dawn asked.

"Why?"

"To see what could be there in your past."

"You really believe that James and I were together in another lifetime, don't you Dawn?" Linda asked.

"Yes."

"Well, I know a lot back to my great-great-grandparents. They were immigrants, and my great-grandmother goes back to the very early settlers. I don't know much about my other great-grandparents."

"Good. Can you get together as many names, dates, and other information for me as you can?" I said.

"Sure."

"Amy and Sam, this includes you two also," Dawn told them.

"We only know about our grandparents and very little about our great-grandparents," Amy said.

"Get me all the information you can," I said.

"Sis, you may need to call mom," Amy said.

"We will both call her," Sam said.

"What about you, James?" Linda asked.

"My mother knows a lot about several generations. I think on my mom's side, they go Scotland. I think my dad's side goes back to England a long time ago. I guess I will find out."

"Dawn, what do you know about your Native American ancestors," Linda asked.

"I can you tell you about all of my ancestors for 15 generations back. I had to memorize it."

"Wow."

"Tell us some of it," Sam said.

"My mother is half Cherokee. My grandmother is full Cherokee. I don't know a lot about my grandfather; he died when I was twelve. My great-grandmother and father still live on the reservation in North Carolina. Their parents and grandparents were a small group that stayed in North Carolina and refused to be marched to Oklahoma. They are still alive. After that, it gets pretty complicated. I have it all written down, but I memorized it all. It is quite a few people that go back for 15 generations, well before the settlers, back to about the mid-1400s.

"That is so great you know all of that," Linda said.

"It is a tradition that each generation has to learn about all the previous ancestors. When I spent my summers with my great-grandparents, I had to learn all that and all the old traditions and stories."

"What else did you learn?" Sam asked.

"Quite a lot. I haven't been back with my grandmother to see my great-grandparents for two years. I need to go see them."

"Dawn, were many of your ancestor's chiefs and warriors or things like that?" Rachel asked.

"Quite a few. My great-grandfather is what you would call a shaman or medicine man. So is my great-grandmother. My great-grandfather's father was a very powerful medicine man. His wife was a priestess, the daughter of a famous tribal chief. My great uncle is the current chief. My great-grandmother is from a very long line of spirit keepers. They kept all the written and oral history."

"How much of it do you know?" Rachel added.

"A lot. My great-grandmother has all of the oral histories. She also has some very old things written down."

"That would be interesting reading," Linda said.

"Not unless you can read Cherokee," Dawn said.

"Can you?"

"Yes. All of her writings will pass to me, along with my great-grandfather's medicine and medicine books. At least what is written down. The written language was created around 1810. As it was learned, all of the old spirit keepers wrote down the stories and ancestors they could remember, which were a lot. Since then, all of the traditional medicine has been written down and passed along."

"Did you learn a lot of that from him?" Linda asked.

"Yes, I did."

"Do you have it all written down?" Linda kept asking.

"I do."

"That must be fascinating."

"You want to see one of my books?" Dawn said trying to change the previous discussion.

"Yes! Can we!" Linda asked.

"Let me go get one."

Dawn got up from the table and went upstairs.

"I didn't know all of this about her," Amy said.

"You will find out there is a lot about Dawn you don't know," I told her.

"James, what do you think about her theory?" Linda asked.

"I don't know. But, she is a very strong believer in her traditions."

"Like what else?"

"Those things are very private to her. She will only tell you about them if you ask or she needs to. I know many of them."

"Is she keeping secrets from you?" Sam asked.

"No, honey. It is just a very private thing."

Dawn came back to the table and laid one of her huge old leather hide-bound books on the table and opened it up.

"This contains information about using herbs as medicine," Dawn said and opened it up.

"Dawn, what is it written in?" Linda asked.

"The Cherokee written language."

"You can read this?"

"I can read it, write it, and speak it. I wrote all of this as I grew up and learned."

"Why didn't you just write it in English?"

"It wouldn't mean the same thing. And this way it is only available to those that can read the written language."

"Do you mean it is all a secret?"

"Just to you, white woman!"

Linda and the girls laughed.

"Is this all you have?"

"Oh, no. This book is just one about herbal medicine."

"Do you do any of this still?"

"Sometimes."

Dawn was being very cryptic. As far as I knew, I was the only person outside of her family that had ever seen her books.

"You have never shown us that," Sam said.

"I will, someday."

Linda flipped the pages in the book and looked at the drawings of plants.

"Dawn, you are becoming a very interesting person. You wrote and drew all of this?" Linda said.

"Yes."

Dawn showed everyone some of the drawings and other things in the book for a while, then she closed. She picked up the book and cradled it.

"I have to go put it up," she said and went back up the stairs.

"All of you, that was very special for Dawn to let you see that," I told them.

"Where does she keep that?" Sam asked.

"That is not for you to know until she shows you, sweetie."

Dawn finally came back down and sat with us.

"Linda, would you like to meet my great-grandfather?" Dawn asked. I was shocked.

"That would be great, Dawn!"

"We can fly into Ashville, North Carolina, and drive to the reservation."

"We can do that one weekend. That would be wonderful."

"How about the weekend after next since we are going to New York this weekend?" Dawn asked as I watched her.

"Let me check my calendar," Linda said.

I was very surprised at Dawn's request. I was sure there was a reason for it.

After all of that, we went swimming. It was almost 3:30. Linda, Rachel, and Dawn were off at the other end of the pool. I went to Sam and Amy.

"You two. Please don't treat Linda any differently," I asked.

"James, we both felt what was between you two this morning," Amy said. "You shouldn't love her like that," Amy said.

"And how would that be?"

"Like a wife."

"I love both of you like a wife."

"You know what I mean."

"Amy, there is something different going on between Linda and me. Neither of us understands it yet. But, there is something going on between you and me and your sister. Is that wrong?"

"James, you know what I am talking about."

"Amy, I am disappointed. You are jealous."

"No, I'm not!"

"Yes, you are. I am going to need yours and Sam's help with Linda to teach her how to share her love, just like we are teaching the two of you."

"It's different!" Amy said in a huff.

"No, it is not! Not unless you make it different."

"James, there is a bond between you and her that I don't have."

"Amy, there is a different bond between you and me, and there is a different bond between Sam and me. Each of you has a different bond with Dawn. You two know that."

"But, I didn't know you in another life!!" Amy shouted. "You are closer to her than you are me!"

I took her in my arms and held her.

"Honey, I love you very much now, and will always love you, no matter what. Nothing is going to happen between Dawn and me or the two of you. I never knew you would come into my life. We are special to each other for some reason, and so is your sister. I don't know why, but you two are. Something brought us together. And, something brought Linda into our lives. Sweetie, I need you to open up and understand what is between you and me. I haven't broken your trust."

Sam wrapped her arms around Amy and me and held us.

"Sis, James still loves us," Sam said. "He always will."

"You can't be sure," Amy said under my arms.

"I am. There is a very special and deep bond he and Dawn have for us; you need to trust me," Sam said.

"Sam, I don't feel the things you do!" Amy exclaimed.

"Yes, you do. You just don't understand them yet. You trust me don't you?"

"Always."

Sam hugged her sister tighter.

"Then, until things change, you are going to have to believe what I tell you. It won't be long before you know these things," Sam told her sister. "We agreed that Linda and Rachel could be a part of our family. We can't treat family this way."

"Amy, do you still feel like Linda is part of our family?" I asked.

"Yes."

"Do you feel that anyone in our family loves you differently now?"

"No."

"Do you feel that I love Linda more than Dawn, or you and your sister?"

"You will always love Dawn more."

"I never said that. I said I would always love Dawn differently. Don't you understand that?"

"Yes, sorry."

"Sam, do you understand that?"

"Yes."

"Not more, just differently. More is not a level of love, okay?" I told them.

"Yes," I got from them.

"Sam, can I borrow your sister?"

"Of, course."

Sam released us.

"Go be with Dawn," I told her.

Sam kissed her sister and swam off. I took Amy's hand and led her out of the pool. I took her inside and dried her off. After I had dried off, I took her hand and led her upstairs to her room and laid her on the bed. I got in next to her.

"Are you okay?" I asked.

"Yes. I'm still getting over this morning."

"That's okay; I am too."

I pulled some of her hair off her face.

"I love you," I told her.

"I love you too."

Amy turned to me, and I started kissing her. After some time, I was between her legs sliding my cock into her. I made love to Amy for a long time. I was happy that we could feel each other's love. After Amy came the first time, she lay there looking into my eyes as I kissed her. I pushed myself up and slowly worked my cock in and out of her, making sure she felt all of my love. For a long time, we made slow love until Amy came in a huge orgasm and I filled her with cum.

"Ohhh, my..." Amy said as I kissed her.

"Are we okay?" I asked.

"James, now that I feel you in me, it is so different."

"Better?"

"Oh, yes. Much better."

"Good."

I slowly withdrew my cock from her cum-filled pussy and lay on my back next to her.

"Sweetie, I want you up here," I told her.

"James...I don't know about that. You know I go crazy."

"I trust you."

"Are you sure? I don't want to hurt you."

"You won't."

Amy slowly got up on her knees as she looked at me hesitantly.

"I'm not sure about this," she said.

"Amy, sweetie, please."

She moved carefully and straddled my head and slowly lowered her dripping pussy down to my mouth. I put my hands on her ass and licked her pussy lips.

"Oh, god!" Amy screamed.

I licked her several more times. She jumped each time.

"Ohhh...I don't know..."

I pulled her down all the way and slid my tongue into her.

"Ahhhhh!!" Amy screamed and started coming. "James!!"

I held her down and worked my tongue into her as she squirmed and jerked.

"Ohhhh!! Yes, I love you!! James!"

Amy kept screaming as I worked my tongue in her. She had come hard again. I pulled her back and went after her swollen clit.

"Oh, god, James!! Eat me!!"

Amy had two more orgasms before she pushed herself up to get away from my tongue. She moved back and collapsed on top of me and started kissing me.

"I love you so much," she said when she stopped kissing me.

"You know I love you."

"Did you do that to Linda last night?"

"No yet. After what happened, she may have a heart attack when I do."

Amy started laughing.

"You should have seen the two of you this morning. You scared us, but she was lying back on your legs, and you were lying back on the pillows. Have you ever passed out before?"

"Dawn has almost made me pass out a few times."

"What happened?"

"Things just went a little out of control while I was pushing her orgasm."

"Will you push me like that sometime?"

"I don't know. Dawn is going to kill me later because I did it."

"Why?"

"She told me to stop holding all of you at the peak of your orgasms."

"Oh, that is what you did. You made me pass out doing that."

"I remember, and I remember the trouble you got me into with Dawn by wanting me to fuck you while you were passed out."

"You haven't told me, did you like that?"

"Strangely enough, yes."

"What was it like for you?"

"I shouldn't tell you."

"You have to."

"I shouldn't have, but I really got off because I felt like I was raping you."

Amy smiled at me.

"That is what I wanted you to feel!" Amy kissed me.

Amy rolled to me and held me.

"James, would you do something for me?"

"What would that be?"

"One day, when we are alone, I want you to tie me to the bed and fuck me all day, leaving me tied up. Then I want you to do that to me until I pass out...the fuck me."

"Why?"

"Please?"

"Is that one of your dark fantasies?"

"No, it is one of my fantasies about you. Will you do it?"

"You want me to leave you tied up all day and keep coming in and fucking you?"

"Please. But I don't want anyone else here," Amy said looking at me.

"Honey, why do you want to be raped?" I asked.

"It's just a dark fantasy."