Going all the way with Tara had been quite the experience for her. It was almost religious, if her exclamations were to be believed. I didn't doubt her sincerity or denied her polite request to keep making her squeal, because she really enjoyed the afterglow after she had a multiple orgasm.
Tara was fully languid, which was her being completely relaxed, and she refused to do any physical exertion as she stared up at me and made happy sounds. Yes, she definitely liked keep that feeling for as long as possible and I couldn't blame her at all.
It also gave me a chance at some alone time, not that I was trying to get away from her. It was just an opportunity for me to explore the base on my own and to meet and talk with other people without Tara there as a distraction. It also let me meet up with the Possible family in the cafeteria for lunch.
I sat near Ann as she corralled her sons and made them eat without making too much of a mess. “Maybe I shouldn't have destroyed the Attitudinator. We could have tweaked them a little to reduce their rambunctiousness.”
“As soon as you start thinking that, you start to see that everyone could use a little adjustment here and there. The problem is, when should you stop? How much is too much? When do they stop being themselves after you change or remove parts of their personalities?” Ann shook her head. “You do not want to go down that path, Ron. That way lies madness.”
Once I thought about that, I had to agree. My own experiences alone showed me that memories are what make you up as a person, as do your experiences. If I somehow removed some or even all of them, I wouldn't be me anymore, would I? My eyes went to Kim after hearing that and she looked at me with a sad face.
“Ron, we need to talk.” Kim said and stood, clearly abandoning her meal to do so.
“We should eat first.” I said, not really wanting to have this conversation today.
“This is more important than food.” Kim said and took my hand, nodded to her mother, and pulled me away from the table.
I held in my sigh and followed her out of the cafeteria and Kim paused in the hallway. She looked conflicted and probably didn't know of a good place to have a private conversation. Since Tara and I had done some exploring already, I knew where to go.
“This way.” I said and led her down the hallway to a guard post. “We're just borrowing a guest office for a private conference.”
The guy on duty nodded to me and waved us by. I took Kim into a practically bare room with only a table and a chair inside. I hopped a little and sat on the desk and motioned for her to sit in the chair, which she did.
We sat there for a few minutes in silence and I didn't say anything, even if I knew what she wanted to say. I just had to wait and see if she really would say it or would keep it to herself, because admitting she was wrong would be very difficult for her.
Kim saw the look of expectation on my face. “You already know what I'm going to say.”
“Nope, no clue.” I responded and she looked surprised. “There are many things I'm expecting to hear from you. Despite how long we've been friends and how brave you are, I don't know if you can gather enough courage to say any of them to my face.”
Kim sighed. “Ron, I... I just...” She stopped and looked at a loss for words.
I sat there and didn't do or say anything to either encourage or discourage her. I left it completely up to her.
“I talked to my mom and she pointed a few things out that... well, I... I never realized that... the thing is, I... when I thought about it...” Kim stammered and kept almost saying something and never actually spoke a full sentence or explained what she was trying to do.
I stayed silent and let her blather on and Kim looked more and more frustrated. She kept trying and failing to complete even one coherent sentence and I didn't try to help her and let her flounder like a fish out of water. Why did I do that? Because she was struggling to do something she had never done before. Genuinely apologize for making a mistake.
Kim let out a grumble I couldn't make out and crossed her arms with a frown on her face. I wasn't going to fall for that tactic, her trying to draw me into talking instead, and I sat there with that same expectant look on my face and stayed silent. She looked frustrated again at her ploy not working like usual and then she sighed.
“You really have changed.” Kim said instead.
I knew she was deflecting and trying to find anything else to focus on, so I nodded and didn't speak. She wanted to talk and I was going to let her.
“When did you get copies of my lipstick laser and upgraded the emitter into contacts?” Kim asked.
I barely held in my laugh at her making that assumption. I wasn't going to let her trick me into speaking, though.
Kim paused again as she thought about that and then her eyes widened. “Oh. Oh my god.”
I didn't smile as her thoughts whirled about what she just realized. It had taken a couple days for her to finally get back around to that particular topic.
“You... you...” Kim swallowed audibly and looked nervous. “You killed Drakken.”
I didn't react and just kept that same expectant expression on my face.
“You murdered him in cold blood.” Kim continued and seemed to be picking up steam. “You didn't even hesitate or gave him the option to surrender.” She sat up straighter and resolve showed on her face as she finally had an avenue to attack me with righteousness and she could ignore her own wrongdoing in setting that whole thing up.
I couldn't let that happen, because once she was on her high horse, she would never shut up about it. “If it wasn't for you bringing him there to attack me in my own house, with the entire cheer squad there as witnesses, Drakken wouldn't have been there or been empowered with my stolen monkey powers by the helmet you had Wade repair for you.”
Kim gasped and color drained from her face. She definitely didn't expect for me to throw it right back into her face like that.
“So, by rights, you are the one responsible for his death, not me.” I said and didn't tell her Betty had already absolved me of the murder. “You put us in that situation. You arranged for me to have my good and evil energy extracted. You brought known villains to my house. You were willing to sacrifice my life, and the lives of all your cheerleader friends, just for the chance I would go back to the way I used to act before the Attitudinator affected me.”
Kim looked almost faint and stared at me with a look of horror on her face.
“How many civilians have Drakken and Shego killed as collateral again?” I asked and she didn't respond. “Why did you think they wouldn't attack you and everyone else at the fashion show when Drakken was restored back to normal? He's a supervillain and not known to keep his word, you know.”
With a sigh, I shook my head and pushed myself back to lean on the wall.
“I tried my best to not talk and to let you have your say, only you couldn't and tried to turn things back onto me. I couldn't let you do that, Kim. You need to face your problems, just like I have been since last week. Instead, you're avoiding them and you're just making things worse.”
Kim shook her head. “You're wrong. Killing for any reason is wrong and...”
“So, a rabid dog should be cuddled and taken care of? A lame horse made to live and suffer in pain for the rest of its life every time it takes a step? A kitten born with debilitating birth defects or a cat getting cancer and being sick and in pain all the time, should be forced to live a horrible life for as long as possible?” I asked.
Kim's mouth snapped shut and she tried to glare at me, only she faltered and looked away.
“I think you need to do some serious soul searching if you can't bring yourself to apologize to your best friend for handing him over to the villains to save him from himself.” I said and pushed away from the wall and hopped off of the desk. “Have fun telling your mom all about how this turned out, because if you don't, I will.”
Kim's face paled again and I left the office. I had a task to do before I did exactly as I said. Ann was going to see a replay of the security footage and she was not going to be happy with her daughter's behavior. Not at all.
I went to the operations center and checked on the properties for sale in Middleton. I found a nice place about five streets away from the old Possible address and submitted the paperwork to buy it, which went through immediately, and thanked the busty woman at the desk for her help. She winked at me and watched me walk away with a hum of approval, because my denim jeans made my butt stand out.
Once I was out of sight and a detection spell showed me the area was clear of surveillance devices, I stepped to the Possible residence and set up a ward scheme and marked off the property boundary. It was larger than the new house and that didn't matter, because the lot where the new house was located was big enough for my plans.
I stepped to the new house and marked off the same amount of space, then I stepped into the air above the city and used an overpowered switching spell. The two properties switched places perfectly and nothing was damaged, which was a relief, and I flew down to reattach the power, sewer, water pipes, and the other utilities.
I did the same at the Possible house and ensured everything was attached and working, the utilities were on and service wasn't interrupted, and changed the house address on the mailbox. I stepped back to the Global Justice Network base and walked down the hallway and would wait until tonight to go into the different databases to change all of their bills and things to the new address.
Or I could go back to that busty operations representative and have her do it for me, since she pushed through the property sale so quickly. I turned around and went back down the hallway to do exactly that. The smile on her face when she saw me, made me smile in return. A bit of workplace flirting wouldn't hurt anyone and might even make her laugh.
*
Ann was severely disappointed in her idiot daughter for her behavior. She had thought she straightened the girl out after talking to her and convincing her to ask Ron for his forgiveness, only for Kim to confront him about doing what he needed to do to keep everyone safe, especially them and their families.
Ann also watched the footage Ron had sent to her after he apologized for what he said to Kim, which was nice of him, considering he was completely right and that it was all Kim's fault. He was harsh with the wording; but, that was understandable. He looked like he was trying to not be upset about it and Ann easily saw through him.
That poor boy's tearing himself up inside over it. Ann thought and left their suite after she grounded her daughter. There would be no more missions for Kim until she came to grips with herself and did exactly as Ron said. She needed to work on herself and she couldn't do that while she was in denial.
Ann made her way to where Ron's suite was and knocked on the door. There was no answer, so she knocked again and thought about where he and Tara could be. The door popped open and Ann assumed it was an invitation, not realizing the door hadn't quite shut after Tara had accosted Ron as soon as he stepped into the suite.
Ann walked inside and closed the door. “Hello?”
There was no answer and Ann walked into the kitchen to see a half-eaten meal. Now she really wondered where Ron was, because there was only one plate, and she went over to the only closed door in the place. She opened the bedroom door and Tara's screaming moan startled her.
“RON! OHHHHHH!”
Ann stood there in shock as her eyes took in everything. Tara was hung upside down on Ron and facing away from him, with her thighs wrapped around his neck and holding on, and Ron's surprisingly long tongue dug deeply into her.
Tara turned her head and briefly licked the most perfect penis Ann had ever seen, then said penis completely disappeared down the girl's throat, or in actuality, up the girl's throat, because she was upside down at the time. Sёarᴄh the NovelZone.fun website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.
Ann felt herself grow very wet down there and her nipples stung a little as they dug into her solid-cupped strapless bra. She stood there for several minutes, unable to move or speak, and watched as two very enthusiastic 17 year olds went at each other... and then Ron pulled her off of himself, flipped her around like she weighed nothing, and shoved her down onto his perfect penis.
“OH GODDDD!” Tara screamed and squirted as she came, just from the insertion.
Ron started moving her up and down and moving his own hips, driving himself up into her like a jackhammer, giving Tara exactly what she wanted.
“You like that, don't you?” Ron asked and both Tara and Ann nodded. “Stick with me and I'll give you everything you ever wanted. Money, fame, and this whenever you want.”
“Yes!” Tara gasped. “YES!”
“Then hang on to me and enjoy the rest of you life.” Ron said and kissed her, making her moan again.
Ann suddenly realized she didn't have to stand there and keep watching. She very slowly shut the door and backed up a step, then another, then she walked to the suite's door and left, shutting it properly this time. She went back to her suite and found her husband, told the boys to not destroy the place as she talked to their father, and dragged the man to their bedroom.
Mr. Possible was not an idiot and noticed his wife was horny, so he quickly stripped off and climbed onto the bed. Ann let out a low growl and pulled off her own clothes, tossed her soaked panties aside and dove onto her husband to ravish him. She needed her itch scratched and he did his best to help her do just that.
An hour later, they were in a sweaty and exhausted cuddle pile and Mr. Possible pet her damp hair. “I assume you found Ron to talk to him and he was in a compromising position?”
Ann barely stopped herself from remembering the scene that had turned her on so much. “He was and I didn't get a chance to talk to him at all.”
Mr. Possible chuckled. “You can try again tomorrow.”
Ann turned her head to look at his smiling face. “Really?”
Mr. Possible gave her a tender kiss. “I've been looking at this like a much needed forced vacation. It's not that big of a stretch to have my wife be turned on by seeing another couple on vacation going at it.”
Ann looked surprised for a moment and then laughed. “All right, I see your point.”
“Good.” He said and gave her several quick kisses. “I'm sleeping in tomorrow to recover.”
Ann smiled smugly and snuggled her head into his neck. “Me, too.”
Mr. Possible thanked his lucky stars that the new Ron was as admirable and trustworthy as he always was. He didn't have to worry about the boy trying to get around his wife, even if he flirted a bit more than usual. He had to admit Ron was a bit smoother about it, too. Maybe he should ask for some tips and maybe get a hint or two about what Ron did to make Tara scream so much.
*
The next day, Ann did meet up with Ron and he told her what he did with her house, so she could have her home back and it was only at a new address. Everything was transferred to the new address and handled properly already, so she didn't have to worry about any of it.
It was the very first passionate kiss Ann had ever given to another man, making Ron rock hard, and she easily felt it through his clothes. It set Ann's hormones off again and she thanked him before she rushed back to her husband to tell him the wonderful news about the house and then rode him hard until they were both exhausted. Neither of them regretted it and they slept in again the next day to recover.
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