Amator : Epilogue



Due to popular request (all 2 people <G>), I am sending this Epilogue
(sort of like a P.S.) to tie up loose strings.

After their victory over Don Amici, Don Juan, Constanza (after much
hugging and celebrating), and his men returned to Don Juan's castle.
From there they started planning for control of the Brotherhood.
Control was too strong a word, they wanted it to be run like a first
class business, with employee profit sharing and full benefits.
Constanza would take care of the books, and Don Juan would be in charge
of coordination. They divided the organization into territories, with
each of the Dons having having approximately the same number of
potential customers in their area. After calling the Dons together,
they agreed on the plan. There would be no turf wars, and everyone was
happy. 

With Constanza gone from the apartment, Seth moved in with Liza. Liza
was relieved when another source of milk, namely Isabela, was found so
she could rest. It's hard to not look like a cow, when you have to eat
like a pig, in order to maintain the milk flow. She still helped out at
the Institute with Seth, but had more energy now.  That energy was
short-lived, however, when she woke up one day with very swollen
breasts. She knew that she and Seth were practicing various sexual
techniques, but didn't think it had a bearing on her condition. It was
when she fainted at work, and being examined by Dr. Amator, that he
told her she was pregnant. She was very pleased, but didn't know how
Seth would react. She needn't have worried because he was on cloud nine
when she told him the news. Dr. Amator's warehouse filled quickly with
the extra milk that Liza supplied, until she needed it for her own
child. Later finding out that Seth had ordered twins, one of each. They
decided on the names Lizador and Amaseth to honor their dear
benefactor.

Teresa's parents were at first surprised, and then pleased, at her
growth. They were always concerned for her safety, being so small for
her age (yet strong), now they didn't fear at all. Her 7ft 5in,
muscular frame would intimidate most criminals, especially now that she
knew Judo. She was still only 10, but now being a trainer at the
Gymnasts Academy with Gina, she could be with girls her own age, yet
teach them to protect themselves.  Her brother, Tomie, benefited
greatly from the milk he was given. Maybe it was natural, but he grew
six inches, and developed a highly refined musculature.  He was the
envy of the jocks in school, and had girls pawing him wanting his
attention, but he only had eyes for Ana.  He met Ana at the Gymnast
Academy and fell in love with her. Although only 13, his raging
hormones, and enhanced muscles, proved a powerful draw to Ana, and he
in turn, reciprocated her affection.  It was hard to leave the Academy,
but his parents insisted that they needed to return home. He vowed his
everlasting love for her, and promised to return often.  

Isabela and Franco tied the knot (cotton and Rayon, in light teal I
believe) and arranged to move Franco's business near the Institute.  He
had arranged with an American company to create dresses made from
circular-shaped spaghetti. His Franco-American Spaghetti O's are world
famous.

Giapetto won the local Pinnacle tournament by playing a dummy hand.

Sal Minila got food poisoning, but was cured by the milk of human
kindness.

Guido, the Leg Breaker, changed his ways and became a leg fixer.

Carlo, after his experience with Constanza, changed his name to
Carlotta and became a female impersonator, it was easy since his voice
was higher.

Joe Bazooka became a big shot at a chewing gum factory in Naples.

Don Atello took up painting as a hobby. Mainly painting mutant green
turtles.

Vito, Amici's former chief henchman, excelled at making left-handed
compliments, and became Don Atello's right-hand man.

Benny got what he wanted when his wife grew to humongous, muscular,
proportions, and beat him, at snookers.

Don King, having the Black Forest region, promoted fights, until one
day when he had a hair-raising experience.

Don Uno started a company which surveyed his rich clients.

Don Ufagetid formed a company to sell programs which increases memory.
He and his partner, Don Knotts, sold shares in the company, but it went
belly-up when Don Udare advised against it.

Don Giovanni went to Hell, Norway.

Finally, Dr. Amator maintained an amorous relationship with Maria who
created a variation on Spin the Bottle, called Spin the Doctor. She'd
spin Amator in mid-air and kiss whatever body part came closest to her
lips. They enjoyed a full and happy life for many years.

"Everyone else lived a long, boring, life", said the narrator and Don
Ubeleevid.

Speaking of the narrator (that's me) my name is Eric Blair. The things
I know can fill a book. I'll call it "Eric Blair, Savior of the
Universe" -- I wish. I'm just a lowly Observer. I'm from your future --
2020 -- and I got hindsite, 2020 hindsite, get it?  It my job to review
history so that people won't have to repeat it. Actually I'm part of a
vast network of Observers. I begged for the chance to observe Dr.
Amator because if it weren't for him, I wouldn't be here. My Mom was
sickly as a child, and slated to die (I know, I peeked), but she got
treated at St. Amator's, and became quite healthy and strong.  She met
a nice fellow named Tony (No! not THAT Tony) who worked for Don Juan
(another of my heroes), and they started dating. Within 6 months, my
Mom proposed to Dad (quite forward, Mom is), and they married 3 months
later. I was born a year after that and the rest is history (actually
futory -- if that's a word, because it hasn't happened yet - it's all
so confusing, I know).  I do have ulterior motives wanting to Observe
Amator (sotte voce - I get off watching muscular women). The
maintenance staff must think I have a cold all the time, with the
number of tissues I use. Some day I hope to settled down with a good
woman, one who can benchpress me and wrestle me into submission,
smothering me with her enormous breasts... but I digress. This
Observing stuff is pretty cool. DId you know that some Observers watch
politics? I'm glad I didn't get that assignment. George Bush is dumber
than dirt, somebody ought to write a book of all the stupid things he
says. Wait -- I just looked -- somebody did, and it's in 2 volumes,
each 500 pages. He's so stupid that he once took a chicken bone and
rammed it up his... where was I, oh yeah.  As an Observe I can only
watch, I couldn't do anything if I wanted to. It's illegal, and pert
near impossible, you'd have to steal a Chronoship (perish the thought)
Oh the reprocussions! All the time eddys... nope -- won't do it!
Anyway, that's how I know what's happening. I'm sending this to you,
because you can't change anything anyhow, and you might even learn
something.

More later....
Eric


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