Teresa's Future :  Continuing Saga + Survey



Teresa's Future : Continuing Saga. In which Teresa shares Erics' lives,
saving one, while being helped by the other. Also, Bernie meets his
true love.

Dear Readers,

Below you'll find the second of the three part series concerning
Teresa, Eric's lover and companion. At the end of the story I have
included a survey which tries to ascertain your wishes for future
stories.

This story contains sexual situations and should not be read by anyone
under 18.

Teresa couldn't believe her good fortune. Here she was with the men she
loved, content to live her life there in bliss. Eric (1st) took her to
his home. Using Chronos technology, they were there in the blink of a
neuron. Eric (1st) had a typical bachelor pad. He had to clear a path
for Teresa to enter. The maid must be late today", he said laughing.
Teresa looked around bewildered. "I'd fire her if I were you", she said
with a grimace. Eric could tell she wasn't happy. "I've been real busy
recently, saving the world is time-consuming", Eric (1st)rationalized.
"How can you ever find anything?", she asked, wondering how anyone
could get this messy. "I found you, didn't I?", trying to change the
subject. "It's a good thing I wasn't here, or you wouldn't have", she
said, trying to get him to focus on the room. He tried a different
tact, "you're lovely when you're mad", he said passionately. "I'm not
mad, just shocked that you can't keep your place up for company", she
shot back, then softened, "I guess the piles do make soft landing
places", she said, bowling into him and knocking him down onto some
towels. She caught him by surprise and he stiffened from the reaction,
then he softened his stance, and realizing his good fortune, stiffened
again. Locked in passionate embrace, they rolled around exchanging
sexual gifts, while at the same time compressing the towels for easy
washing. It wasn't too long before Eric's apartment looked halfway
decent, and with convenient flat piles all over the place.  Teresa got
what she wished, and Eric saw the advantage of keeping the room clean
for her.

"So what now, loverboy?", she asked coyly. "Now it's time to clean the
dishes", Eric said. "Let's take them with us into the shower", she said
sexily. Eric must have had 100 pounds of dishes, pots and pans, which
he hadn't washed in a month. Teresa put them all in a large bucket and
carried them into the shower. She slowly removed her clothes with Eric
stepping in with dishwashing soap. She turned on the water and soaped
her large breasts, then she rubbed the plates on them, getting them
squeakly clean. Eric took the dishes from Teresa and dried them with a
towel. Pushing aside the shower curtain. he put the dried dishes on the
toilet. As Teresa was soaping her front, Eric was soaping her back.
Teresa then bent forward and accepted his pulsing member into her
waiting vagina. The soap providing substantial lubricant so that he
could enter quickly and smoothly. It was hard for Teresa to concentrate
as she was getting rammed. She was so excited, she stuck her breasts
into a 4-quart pot making them difficult to remove. She turned around
and Eric used his soapy hands to squeeze her massive, 70MM's in order
to pull them out of the pot. This excited her all the more, and she
grabbed his 10 inch penis shoving it between her breasts. The pressure
was intense causing Eric to shoot his load. The added lubricant from
underneath caused the breasts to pop out, but not before bending the
pot into an oval shape.  She looked up at him with a pout. "I guess
I'll do these by hand next time", she said laughing. "Don't worry about
it, I could always use another roasting pan. Can you stretch the lid to
fit it?", Eric (1st) asked affectionately. She grabbed the lid and
applied equal pressure from both sides and carefully moulded the lid to
the pot. "Remind me not to give you my accordian", he said, kissing her
massive biceps. They finished the dishes, and quickly rinsed off,
drying each other. Eric (1st) knew he must pull away quickly or he'd
make love to her again. 

"Time for lunch", he said, running to the kitchen. She soon followed.
He opened the refrigerator, and closed it with a bang. He did not want
her to see the science experiment that was growing in there.
"Problem?", she asked "Oh, just some leftovers that have been in there
too long", he responded, "I'll clean it out later." "Why don't we clean
it out now?", she said, "I can take it outside if you want to
thoroughly rinse it out." Eric agreed. Teresa squatted and put her
massive arms around the front, being careful not to crush the door,
then she stood up bringing the refrigerator with her. She pulled back a
foot while Eric unplugged it, and walked to the front door, which Eric
opened. Outside Eric prepared the hose, and instructed Teresa to put
the fridge in an open field near the apartment. When Teresa opened the
refrigerator, she nearly gagged until Eric sprayed the hose diluting
the smell. Green mold was pouring out, leaching into the ground. Teresa
ran inside and found some vinegar. When Eric finished she threw in a
half gallon, letting it drip down inside. When the smell became
tolerable, she used a large scrubber with soap and water and scoured
the inside, yet still some remained. She had an idea. "Eric, can you
take me to Dr. Amator's clinic? He may have a solution that can help." 
Eric readily agreed. He was a hero for saving Chronos from the Varkins
which planned to destroy it, (Re-reading his notes, Eric saw that in
his haste, he had called the terrorists, Vartans) and had full,
unrestricted access to a Chronoship anytime he wanted. He and Teresa
flew to the Institute and Dr. Amator greeted them fondly, "It's good to
see you again. You're looking very well. What can I do for you?" "This
is a strange request, but do you think that Lizade can help take mold
out of a refrigerator?" "I hadn't thought of that, so I'm not sure. Let
me give you a quart and you can test it", he said, curious himself.
They flew back immediately and Teresa pour some Lizade into a bucket
and diluted it with water, 3 parts water to 1 part Lizade. She took a
washcloth and wiped inside. Immediately the mold disappeared, leaving
the refrigerator smelling sweet. She hauled the fridge back, having
Eric plug it back in and put the bottle of Lizade in it, and flew back
to tell Amator. "It kills mold? That's wonderful. It opens up whole new
applications in medicine. All those people allergic to mold and mildew,
as well as people with lung diseases such as Emphasema and Asthma, can
be cured", Amator said excitedly. He went in to wrtie up an article for
the International Medical periodicals. Eric was a hero again (although
he gave Teresa full credit for the discovery), and both were honored
with awards, and received much media coverage.

A few days later Eric and Teresa were outside, cleaning up the area.
They heard a shot. Teresa looked around and heard a man shouting "For
Varkins", then she saw Eric. His hand was holding his chest and blood
was gushing from the large wound.  More shots were heard, some hitting
Eric as he went down. Teresa grabbed a small rock and threw it at the
assassin. The rock hit the man squarely in his forehead and punched a
large hole through it. He dropped dead immediately. Teresa gently
carried Eric inside and placed him on the floor. Blood was pouring from
several places. Nearly panicked, she wondered how she was going to stop
the blood, then she thought of the Lizade.  She ripped strips off her
dress then ran to the refrigerator and grabbed the bottle. She soaked
the material in Lizade, then applied it to the wounds, pouring a large
amount directly into his chest wound. The results were immediate. The
wounds healed up, and the blood stopped flowing, but Eric (1st) was
still too weak, and might yet die. The door crashed open and Teresa
stood ready to fight until she saw Bernie coming to her rescue. Eric
(2nd) saw the events occur on his Chronoscope and sent Bernie to help
with a medical team. Bernie took charge, ordering the nurses and
doctors to their stations.  He carried Eric (1st) to the Chronoship and
while Eric (1st) was receiving transfusions, he went back to console
Teresa. Teresa fell into his arms crying. "I'm here for you, just as I
promised", Bernie said, gently rocking Teresa. Teresa calmed
considerably at the sound of his voice. "Thank you, my friend, I'm not
sure how much longer I could have lasted", she said quietly. "Will Eric
be okay?", she asked with concern. "He'll be just fine. There are
doctors and nurses on the Chronoship treating him now. You saved his
life with your fast thinking. Come, rest awhile back at headquarters",
Bernie said with gentle authority. Bernie escorted Teresa into the ship
and flew back to the facility. Eric (2nd) came rushing out helping them
out of the ship and supervising as Eric (1st) was carried in. Teresa
was too numb to say anything, so just held Eric (2nd)'s arm, as Bernie
helped her inside holding her other arm. Once inside and comfortable,
Teresa's thoughts went to the terrorists.

"Eric", Teresa said firmly, "I love you, but you are needed elsewhere.
There may be more crazies out there, and you have to watch for them."
"Are you sure you're going to be alright?", Eric (2nd) asked with
concern. "Bernie's here with me, I'll be just fine." "Okay, if you're
sure..." "Get!", she shouted affectionately. "Now for you, Bernie, I
have a surprise", she said, hugging him close and kissing him. Bernie
didn't know what to do. Here was Eric's girl kissing him.
Please let me go, I'm so confused, Bernie said, "I don't want to come
between you and Eric." Teresa let him go. "That was a Thank You kiss,
for being there when I needed you, I'm sorry if I gave you the wrong
impression", Teresa said, apologetically.  "I'm really touchy right
now, I don't have anyone to hold, like you hold Eric", Bernie said.
"Let me take care of that", Teresa said, confidently, "I know of
someone who'd be perfect for you." "Who?" Bernie asked. "That's the
surprise", Teresa said. 

Teresa called her friend Gina. She and Gina had talked recently about
the woman who was saved by Adrian, Helena.  Helena Troy was a stripper
who fell in with the wrong crowd. Her ex-boyfriend tried to kill her,
but Adrian intervened and saved her life. Between his and Gina's
ministrations, she became a muscular maiden, with a massive body, thick
25 inch arms, gloriously wide pecs, and a huge 80PP chest. She paid her
ex back by nearly crushing him to death, until Gina stopped her. They
took him to Dr. Amator's hospital, and saved his life. Amator gave
Helena a scolding for abusing her strength, and suggested that she
control it by attending the monastary of St. Hilda's.  She was there
now. "How is Helena?", Teresa asked Gina.  "She's doing well there, but
gets lonely for companionship", Gina replied. "I have just the person
for her. His name is Bernard, and he's a captain of the guards. He
helped me recently when Eric got shot. Don't worry, Eric will recover,
but Bernie was so kind to me during this crisis.  I'm sure they'd hit
it off." "I'll call St. Hilda's and arrange a visit for you and
Bernie", Gina said. "That'd be great", Teresa said, "I'll tell Bernie."

Teresa and Bernie arrived at St. Hilda's at the pre-arranged time to
meet Helena. Teresa attended St. Hilda's for several months and knew
her way around. She was explaining the various buildings to him, as
Helena walked up. "Hi, I'm Helena", she said smiling, "Gina told me
you'd be coming." "Hi", Teresa said, "I've known Gina for many years,
and I'm glad she called.  This is my friend, Bernard. He prefers to be
called Bernie." Bernie took her hand and brought it to his lips and
kissed it lightly. "Milady", he said, "it's an honor." Helena was taken
by surprise. Somewhat flustered she said, "the honor is mine." Bernie
kept holding her hand, and she didn't object. Helena enjoyed taking
them around. Teresa was thrilled to see her old instructors again,
along with many of her old classmates. Bernie was overwhelmed at the
size of the students. All of them 6 ft 5in or taller with huge muscles,
which they proudly showed. Sister Darleta came up from behind them.
"Who's the little man?", she asked non-chalantly. "This is my date,
Bernie. A very sweet man who has shown me respect", Helena said, with a
bit of anger in her voice. "Excuse me", Darleta said, "I didn't mean to
insult." She bowed her head slightly in deference. "That's alright,
M'am. Compared to you, I AM a little man", Bernie explained. "A little
man with a big heart", Teresa said, "who was a great comfort to me when
tragedy occurred." Sister Darleta shook his hand and said, 'I'm very
pleased to meet you, Bernie, may you live a long and prosperous life."
Bernie was humbled. "May you receive double what you have wished for
me", he said, with head bowed. "This one's a keeper", Darleta said,
waving goodbye as she left. 

"Over here we have our training facility. Over there we do vespers",
Helena explained. "I'm truly amazed at how this place feels so
spiritual, yet it's purpose is to train women to fight", Bernie said.
Teresa spoke up, "Not exactly true. They prepare us for life here. If
we have to fight, so be it, but we also learn when it's best not to
fight, to resolve differences in a peaceful manner first, if possible.
Otherwise, we're no better than the hard-hearted people we fight
against." They continued walking. Teresa said, "I want to visit my old
friends, I'll leave you two alone." "Try not to hurt each other", she
said grinning. Bernie knew he could never hurt Helena, she was so much
taller and stronger than he, but he knew that he could hurt her
emotionally, and he wanted to avoid that at all cost. "Teresa explained
to me what happened to get you here", Bernie began. Helena tensed not
knowing what he would say next. "If I were in your shoes, I would have
done the same thing, only I probably wouldn't have stopped", Bernie
said looking deeply into her eyes. Helena was visibly moved. Here was a
man who understood her. She put her arm around him, and he
involuntarily tensed. "I'm not going to hurt you", she said startled.
"I know, it's just that my mother abused me when I was young, and that
was the first step, before she lifted me up and threw me down."
He turned away not wanting Helena to see his tears. Helena walked
around him until she faced him, then gently kissed his tears. "Oh, you
sweet man. No one is going to hurt you again", she said passionately as
she lifted him up and cradled him in her arms, gently rocking him. So
comforting was this to him, that he fell asleep. He woke up in bed.
Helena had placed him there, when she went back to her apartment. 

"Hi, sleepyhead!", she said chuckling, "how's my loverboy doing?" He
looked down and saw he was completely naked. "Loverboy?", he thought,
"I must have really been out of it." She saw his confusion. "No,
darling, you didn't do anything foolish while you were out", she said
smiling, "I'm just thinking about the future, if you'll have me." "Have
you?", he said forthrightly, "I may love you, and cherish you, but I
will never have you.  To me that speaks of ownership, and I will never
act like I own you." "Good answer!", she yelled, grabbing his body and
hugging him close. We're both consenting adults, and if you're willing,
I'm consenting", she said boldly. Bernie felt his member rise in
response. Helena looked down, impressed with his penis. "This may be
the start of something big", she said, giving herself to him willingly.

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Confession time...
I started writing for publication in June, 2001. This was my first
effort anywhere to write short stories, although I have written
numerous poems, some based on popular tunes (usually American). I have
for some time appreciated women who try to achieve their maximum
potential. I do not do the oral sexual practices I write about,
although I have an active imagination.<G>

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