North American Vampire Council & Past Calling (Hypernaturals 12 & 13)

I Have Changed

Jessica and I are sitting on our rock. This is the place she about ground me into dust, after a long time apart. She emerged naked from the lake, and we made love as if we were starving... Because we were.

Bob is flipping through the pictures on a portable setup, deciding if he has what he needs. We needed to do the dry shots before we did the 'lady in the lake' things. Miriam, at our encouragement, joined in for some of the pictures, so all are in robes, waiting for Bob.

Sam's wife Alison, who bears an interesting physical resemblance to Morgan, is down by the water, looking out at the lake. It is not only physical. In talking to her, I have found her to be very open to things. She does not, for example, question for a moment our Poly life. It just is. Alison teased Sam at one point, asking Morgan, "Can I learn to be Poly too? It looks fun."

Sam and Morgan stood together nearby. Sam thought he was having a private conversation with Morgan, but Jessica and Helen can hear him nearly as well as I at this distance. Denise can't because she has a Crew issue going on at the moment. I have not asked: Crew is hers. She'll tell me if I need to know anything.

"Morgan: I thought you changed, at first. The more time I spend with you and yours, I see that in many ways, you have not. I confused your comfort in your own skin, and ease with nudity in front of me with you being different. Silly."

"We are not on the force together any more. You never saw my comfort with skin. I have always been this way. I am VERY different in a few ways. In one way, I have completely changed." Morgan assured Sam.

"What is that?" Sam asked, curious.

"You remember my love life in Houston?" Morgan asked.

"Remember it? Before Alison, I wished I had one like it! You were so relaxed about sex and love, and I was so fucked up about it. Saw a shrink over it. You remember." Sam said.

"Sure. Never going to forget that. To have sex back then, I required merely liking a man. Mentally and physically be attracted to him. Almost exclusively him's, not her's."

"There was a her?" Sam asked.

"Focus, Sam. I did not have to love them or be IN love. Love was never discussed. I accepted myself as a sexual being, and I enjoyed my sexuality. I had rules about it. One is that I never led a man on and made him think I felt MORE than I did for him."

Sam laughed. "Much to Ken's ongoing torment, yes. Like that later MS-150. Ken did not expect to be replaced so quickly."

"Excellent example. I asked Ken if he was coming on the ride. I asked him first even, as he had gone on previous rides with me, and enjoyed them. Part of them. The overnight in La Grange, if nothing else."

"Sex in a tent. What's not to love?" Sam asked.

"Precisely. Ken was not sure he wanted to go again. It is a great deal of physical preparation to be able to ride that far. I was not about to give up my sex in a tent. I asked Wendel if he wanted to come. He was emphatically sure he wanted to come along. Thanks to the Cabal, I have a lot of pictures from that ride. I told Ken straight away I had a date for the MS-150. It was a lovely and carnally satisfying date, despite the Cabal. As I said: No lies. No leading men on. I should have been even firmer with Ken, as discussed."

"I know. You were upfront. I admired that even as I envied your ability to get laid at will and without personal regret." Sam told her.

"Most women can get laid whenever they like. The problem is finding men they wish to do it with. If you can crack that part, the 'no regret' part is a simple follow-on." Morgan explained.

"Not as easy for me, as you are aware." Sam said.

Morgan nodded to acknowledge her partner's statement and continued. "My other rule was purely tactical. No sex without a condom. No exceptions. I carried about twenty at all times because I never wanted there to be a conversation that went something like 'but Morgan, I will be careful!'. Nope. Not happening. I was loath to have to skip a desired sexual encounter due to lack of preparation if it was someone I wanted to be with. Nor did I blame a first-time lover for not being prepared: they likely did not wake up that day knowing they were going to be having sex later. Anyone who was with me more than once knew the rule." Morgan said. "In fact, one night, one particular lovely man I will not name was making no efforts to get me into bed. We had been sexually active with each other before, so it confused me. I brushed my teeth that day. I asked what was wrong. He said he forgot to get some condoms and therefore would not ask me for sex. We got into my supply, and we got into extra rounds that night. He also never forgot them again."