Awakening Sheeple

~ Chapter 9 ~

We spent the rest of the week gearing up for the events to come. Our mission, stop the dooms day prophecies and attitudes worldwide, just a small goal. We wanted to start an international meditation force, sort of a secret society for positive change, if you will. We will accomplish this by doing conferences around the world, coordinating with existing holistic centers, our movie that is in production, TV interviews, social media, lots of conferences and good old fashion word of mouth. Kids are the key as they are the future. They need to be protected and taught how to tap into and use their true power for good. We will be touring around the world soon so we have a lot to accomplish in a short time.

Friday came quickly and we were all set for a romantic weekend away.

We stopped on our way home after work to grab a bite to eat at a small pub we liked. It was busy so we just sat at the end of the bar. As we waited for our dinner to come, there was a TV right in front of us behind the bar and the news was on. It was too loud to have a conversation so we just held hands and starred at the television. There were law suits against pharmaceutical companies for keeping people sick, a report on wages and the cost of living, insurance increases, hydro increases, hospital overflows and malpractice suits, possible pandemic threats, pending tax hikes, foreclosures on homes, suicides and murders. "People just can't keep on going like this! It is so stressful not being able to fix all these problems!" frustration spewed out of my mouth. Then the waitress plopped our dinner plates down in front of us and ran off to help someone else. "That poor girl is so frazzled, her service quality lacks and she depends on tips! After paying for the food and drinks, do people even have any left over for tips?" The tension inside me was bursting at the seams.

Kaysen kissed me on the forehead, "we will leave her a good tip sweetheart, now eat so we can go home and stop watching that television of doom."

When the waitress came back to clear away our plates, we spoke with her a moment, her aura was pleasant, kind and stressed. She was putting herself through college. We invited her to come to the centre for a free class and a swim sometime, she was so grateful. When we got up to leave Kaysen held out his hand to her. She could see the twenty dollar bill and took it thankfully. We turned and Kaysen hurried me out the door, I glanced in the window as we walked to the car and the girl was jumping up and down and crying! "What the heck?" I said allowed.

"I told you we would give her a good tip." Kaysen smiled.

"How much is a 'good' tip?" The joy was about to bubble out of me.

"Five thousand.....and twenty." He pulled me close, "that feels so good!"

"Yeah, wow, I am so grateful that we could do that for her. I hope it helps, if even just a little."

When we got home we packed some bags for the weekend, had a deep and wonderful meditation and got ready for bed. I went to the closet and picked out the sexist piece of lingerie that I had and slipped it on. Kaysen was already in bed. I turned off the light and came out of the bathroom. "Sweetheart, could you please turn on your lamp so I can see?" I purred.

He flicked on his lamp and I was posing at the foot of the bed. He gave me that knee melting smile and a low subtle chuckle and sat up to get a good look, "wow," he said in a deep come hither voice.

Then he lay back and put his hand behind his head, grinning all the while. I crawled up onto the bed at his feet and ran my hands up his legs ever so gently. My breasts almost burst out of the lingerie and I knew he would like that. My eyes ran up the length of his body beautiful rock hard, naked body and met his. He hadn't moved, he was observing me and analyzing my motives I am sure. Maybe he was onto me, I had planned on getting him all aroused and then just stop and say good night after that display he'd given me earlier. I had to remain in control here. He was just smiling and laying there taking it all in. I had to up my game! I began to kiss down his neck, then I dared to peak up at his face. He hadn't changed his expression at all, he was enjoying my efforts! I needed him to be more aroused, he was starting to break, how could he resist!?! I was starting to break under my own pressures! This hard to get routine was making me crazy, but it was the principle of the thing, I had to teach him a lesson. If he touches me I am done. STOP, I can't take anymore. I flung myself off of him, giggling I said, "good night dear, sweet dreams." I rolled over with my back to him.

He never said a word and he didn't move for what seemed like an eternity. I rolled over to look at him. He just smiled and smoothed my hair, 'good night Love'. He whispered in my mind. I flopped back over on my side, my plan had backfired.

After about five minutes I felt his fingers slip down my arm, and he pulled me in to spoon with me. He never ceased to amaze me. Actually he had won the game and I was so happy about it, but I will never admit to it! We both slept so deeply that night.