Sushi (gxg)

Epilogue

Four years later

"Sura, would you like some more?" Kit asked our eldest daughter. "Or should we give some to Shila?" Sura had started to shake her head, but as soon as she realized that the extra shrimp might go to her little sister, she quickly nodded.

"More, please!" she said happily. Sibling jealousy? A little. Polite? Yep. And both our daughters had us wrapped around their fingers too.

Sura and Shila were the lights of our lives. Sura was born right on schedule, almost nine months after Kit started fucking me nightly with her magical penis. Once I missed a period, we were pretty sure it worked, but we kept using it anyway. Hey, it was fun! So, Sura was born in July, and her name meant Green Leaf for all of the gorgeous forests around us up in Washington. We took some time off afterwards, because as much as I could handle an enchanted cock, babies hurt more. But we got back into it later the next year, and were blessed with Shila, whose name meant Flame, for all of the colored leaves in the same forests, since she was born in the autumn while the trees were so pretty.

At the moment, we were sitting around the kitchen table with our girls, as well as Jacob and Keika in their Los Angeles home enjoying a well deserved dinner. The Olympics had ended the previous week, and we had a bunch of new medals, and were now extending our visit for some family time. I had entered all of the same events, as well as two Medley relays where I swam the freestyle anchor and was the proud owner of seven more gold medals. My mother had been right, I had done a lot of swimming throughout both pregnancies, and then afterwards to lose the baby weight, and I had gotten into shape for the qualifiers and games relatively easily. I didn't set any records this time because I wasn't all the way back, but a medal is a medal and I traded records for amazing daughters! Kit had gotten another silver in the 10m platform, and then a gold in the 10m synchronized diving. Janine had talked her into pairing up with Irene, the other diver who had gotten to the finals with her in France, and they hit it off immediately and became fast friends and even better diving partners.

We also became good friends with Beth and Denise, who had come up to the university with us during my senior year. They had gotten older and better with the years of experience, and they had become starters on the relay teams with me this time, having replaced Lisa and Demi who had both become the backups. There were a lot of nights when those girls were hanging out at our house with us, and it was a great experience. The friendships we'd started in France, had blossomed.

Carina and Val had come to our wedding, as did all the swimmers and soccer players that we'd bonded with. Kit's family came, even her grandmother who had come to beg for forgiveness on literal hands and knees months before the ceremony. When Kit had told her to give the company to the employees, she had kind of done that. She distributed a bunch of stock to the employees, so that they all had a stake in the company, and then offered to renegotiate all of the contracts she had with other companies. There had been profits lost, but now the global company was being run in a much healthier way. It didn't hurt that Yuria had given her blessing to us, and never said another negative thing to Kit at all. Maybe she had changed for the better now, she certainly appeared to have. Now, if we could get her to stop calling my wife Kita instead of Kit!

We still lived up in Washington, though in a new house. It was a nice place, right on Puget Sound on the north side of Olympia near the Woodard Bay conservation area. We had four bedrooms, and a big boat house where seals were found to swim up on occasion. My mother, Tapeesa and K'eyush visited us there a few times a month, and it was fun for our girls to understand that the world can be magical. It made for a lot of fun family nights, and even when they weren't around, Kit and I would always enjoy nights snuggling with the girls and watching movies or toasting marshmallows over our fire pit.