Adamonde. Benjamin Vance

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СКАЧАТЬ they arrived at the clinic there were three cars still in the gravel-covered parking area. He called Dr. Donaldson. She explained she was just finishing up with the last client and would be at the back door in less than ten minutes. He pulled up to wait and left the engine running. Adamonde reached to take his hand and inter-mingled her fingers with his. She looked at him intently then reached to shut off the engine and smiled at him.

      He was shocked she even knew how to shut off the engine, but then realized who he was dealing with and she chimed and made the dimpled smile he loved so much. Soon there was a face at the back door. Adamonde squeaked as if she was frightened, but he knew she was fooling with him. She crossed her eyes at him to calm his heart, got out, shut the door and waited. Even from his vantage he could tell Linda was taking the measure of this beautiful little partially yellow-clad female about to enter her private space.

      He opened the door and let himself and Adamonde in. Linda had a blatant client-ready smile pasted on her face until she shook hands with Adamonde. Her face slowly went pale as she discovered the special capability of Adamonde’s fingers and palms … and brain. Donaldson said, “Holy shit, her fingers are pulsating, holy shit look at her fingers; six of ‘em, and yeah … six toes I think; holy shit, look at her eyes. Oh, God I feel like I’m going to faint, Jonathan.”

      She plopped down on a chair and yelled, “Donna … Donna, go home now! I got this covered!” Of course Donna wanted to see her boss’s eyes and see her boss’s mouth tell her to go home so she started to push through the swinging door. Dr. Linda yelled, “Damn it, Donna I said go home, now!” The door slowly shut and Donna went home, but Linda didn’t get up.

      Jonathan said, “Dr. Donaldson I’d like you to meet Adamonde; Adamonde meet Dr. Linda Donaldson.” Adamonde said, “Chortle, chirp, chirp.” Linda said, “Whatever you are Adamonde, you are beautiful and unbelievable. What other wonders are you capable of?” She just stood and smiled down at Linda, then slowly reached to take her hand again. Linda reached for hers and they held hands and just looked at each other. Linda’s eyes dilated and her mouth dropped open a bit, as if in deep, sleepy concentration. Then she whispered, “Jonathan, this lady is totally in love with you and makes me wish I was. Son of a bitch, she’s talking to me with her mind and it seems natural as hell.” Tears started streaming from Linda’s eyes, but she was unashamed. She whispered, “I’m getting a little bit scared here, Jonathan.”

      “Well then, Dr. Linda I assume you believe me now and trust me when I tell you that if you have a clinic cat or anything else with four legs running around free in this clinic, its life is in danger … no it’s dead unless you put it in a cage.”

      Not taking her eyes from Adamonde, “Why … oh shit, never mind. There’s nothing running around free, everything’s in cages in the back.”

      Jonathan said, “Can we pull the shades? I don’t want any innocent eyes seeing her in the altogether and in about thirty seconds that’s the way she’ll be. She’s tolerated her clothes about as long as I’ve seen her tolerate them.” Linda was looking cornered so he continued rather weakly, “Please relax, Linda, she doesn’t have any spines, well she does but they’re in her heels, but she’s beautiful and friendly, except to cats … damn, don’t worry, please. You’re the reason we’re here. I want you to get to know her and help me find out where she came from.”

      Adamonde pulled off her wig, and in several deft movements she was completely nude. Linda turned away as if to give her privacy. He said, “You needn’t look away. You better get used to it. She’s just as liable to strip me while we’re here … or you. Anyway this is where I show you the unusual things about her, okay?” He went to close the blinds over the three windows, while Linda and Adamonde got better acquainted.

      Linda stared at Adamonde’s body and slowly got used to her physique. She said, “Well it doesn’t take an Einstein to see she has four breasts. I wish mine were so nice; the big ones, not the little ones. Her belly button is in the wrong place, pardon Adamonde, a different place, and she has absolutely no hair, unless it’s microscopic.” She and Adamonde continued to hold hands and Adamonde started to fluctuate her irises. Linda said, “She can move her irises and … holy shit she moves her eyes independently.” Then Linda started laughing; Adamonde had crossed her eyes and smiled. She was trying to make Linda feel more comfortable and she’d succeeded.

      Linda wiped her nose with a tissue in her right hand, but continued to hold Adamonde’s right hand with her left. She asked what else was different about Adamonde. Jonathan told her about her tongue, which she held out for Linda to see; about her ears, which had shallow tympanic membranes and about her spikes, which she demonstrated, but would not let Linda inspect. Jonathan informed her about the poison.

      Linda moved to a leather desk chair and contemplated her mental position, with Adamonde still holding her hand. Linda was quiet a moment, then got a strange embarrassed look on her face, giggled and asked, “How about her vagina? She leads me to believe you said hers is different, and she wants to see mine; all of me actually.”

      “Oh hell yes, she can pull me in erect or not and soon have me at attention. It has strong peristalsis; I think you’d call it retrograde. Also she doesn’t urinate. She defecates in long strings about as big as my middle finger and it’s streaked with white urates. I had to teach her to wipe and flush, but hell it’s easy when she’s latched onto me half the time, and naked as a jaybird and intelligent as any human. I found her on a … never mind Linda, I’m just glad you can see her too. I thought for a while I was insane and she was just a sexy figment of my imagination.” He paused, smiled and continued, “I hadn’t been with a woman since my wife died and Adamonde took advantage of me.”

      Adamonde tinkled and jumped from Linda to him, then up on him like she loved to do, kissed him passionately, turned her head toward Linda and smiled with her irises fluctuating wildly. When she turned back to look at Jonathan he said, “Oh shit, my baby is getting turned on and there’s no turning her off Linda. You might want to go in the bathroom for a few minutes or so.”

      Linda said, “I can’t, she wants me to stay, and frankly this is better than any “R” rated science fiction movie I’ve ever seen. Look, you wanted me to see her and this is part of her. Let me enjoy it for crying out loud. Where is that wonderful smell of cinnamon coming from?”

      A chagrined Jonathan said, “Oh krikey”, as Adamonde stripped his pants down with her feet, and his shirt with her hands and his help. She reached for him, inserted his lengthening penis and they were off. He tried to shed his pants from the tops of his shoes, and heard Linda’s voice or mind say, “Sit down and I’ll take them off.” He did and she did, all the while watching Adamonde writhe in ecstasy and exude that wonderful smell. Just before Jonathan climaxed he glanced behind Adamonde and there sat Linda, buck naked with her head thrown back, legs over her chair arms, and both hands between her legs. His last independent thoughts before a climaxing and growling Adamonde came back into his mind were, “What the hell have I caused now?”

      Before his wonderful partner came back to her senses he vaguely remembered Linda screaming in her release as Adamonde thundered in hers. Adamonde was always absent from his mind when they made love. Could it be she and Linda were mentally connected for that precise moment, and what were the variables it would foretell?

      He was embarrassed to say anything to Linda as Adamonde and he gradually became one intellect again, but Adamonde said it for him. She turned to Linda, chirped, chimed, smiled and blew out a big breath of air. Linda smiled and said, “Man oh man, I agree, how-is-that-possible? I’ve never done that; would never even think it. Do you think she’s like a cathartic that removes our inhibitions perceptually, or even spiritually? Shit, I wanted to jump your bones right along with her. You’re lucky you don’t’ have two penises.” Adamonde giggled and chimed and Linda laughed СКАЧАТЬ