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Chapter 38: “Dreams Come True…” – Part 9.

  Dominating and gentle, Casey felt Sylvie's words as they reached out to her. Walking mindlessly in a peaceful light rain, Casey had been doing as instructed and this created a soft, rainy evening in a city park. Initially so enamored with the twilight park, Casey reluctantly pulled herself from the sound of water spshing on the oak and maple leaves, crickets chirping and the pleasant spshes of coy in a pond. "Mmm, that…” It was the combination of two confessions that made Casey perk one of her eyebrows. "I'm not fond of you maniputing me, so I assume you have a good reason?" Answered almost immediately, Casey gasped when she saw the pearl white building with a dome. "Rivers pnetarium?” Casey turned and came face to face with a set of loving moon-touched irises. “Is…is that…Oh god Sylvie…” Casey put her hand over her mouth and watched as the building slipped slowly by, the front gss entrance now gone and repced with brick and mortar, covered in a mural of the stars and pnets. “...you turned Phantasmagoria into a pnetarium…named after…after…” Casey began crying, her magenta tears streaming down her face, dragging her mascara with it. “My family.”

  Once the limousine stopped, Paul stepped out and attended to both of his mistresses and handed Casey a silk embroidered handkerchief. “Mistress Casey.” He paused and took a step forward, baring his neck. “Perhaps a…” Paul began lightly trembling and a glossy look entered into his brown eyes. “...little something for this fang-tastic moment?”

  Allured by Paul’s over emotional state by offering his blood, Casey blotted the tears she’d shed in the car and slid her fangs into pce, clicking loud enough that Paul nearly lost his bance. “Sylvie, darling.” Casey licked a small spot on Paul’s neck and blew her intoxicating breath over his visage. “We can’t call the guys bunnies…I suggest…” Casey purred like a lioness, and drove her four razor tipped fangs into Paul’s neck and gingerly drank until she’d counted to ten. With a quick swipe of her tongue, Casey closed the holes and swallowed her thick flowing meal, staunching the burn in her throat for the time being. Easily catching their driver, Casey held onto Paul as he shivered and ultimately had an orgasm. “Oh..” Casey ughed, “Sylvie does that happen…”

  “Yes, all the time my Desire. All the time. Let him sleep it off inside the pnetarium. There is a very plush lobby, Paul will be fine until morning.”

  With a chuckle, Casey picked up their chauffeur in a bridal carry and walked with Sylvie to the front door of the refurbished Phantasmagoria. “You pnned for me to carry him, didn’t you?”

  “I had hoped.” She ughed, “We will call the guys Blood Bulls.”

  “Get the fuck out of my head, girlie.” Casey stuck her tongue out, “You can’t just hijack the name I wanted to use because I am carrying this bull to the front door.” She looked around, “You’d think that this is an unusual thing.” She saw the confused look in Sylvie’s half-moon orbs as she punched in the code to unlock the metal doors. “I mean carrying a body into the building.”

  Half-smirking, Sylvie held open the heavy door and shook her head. “Not really. We carried people in all the time, or our wards did.”

  It took another few minutes for Sylvie and Casey to gather things Paul might need when he awoke. Once Sylvie was satisfied that her new blood bull would be alright, she hooked her arm through Casey’s. “This way my love. There is a little more to this pce.”

  “You gave me a pnetarium, babe. What more could you want to…” Casey rounded the corner and stared in silence when she spotted the model. “What is that?”

  Pointing out the various buildings and shops, Sylvie calmly responded, “It’s the campus. We will be calling it ‘Twilight Rivers Community College.’ She pointed out a rger building in the back. “That will be the aquatics center and aquarium.” Sylvie giggled, “I have openings for professors in about five years. Maybe ten. Interested in teaching marine biology?”

  “Absolutely. It might be twenty years, I will get my PhD.” Casey winked, and pulled Sylvie to her. “So this is it? No more wild adventures? Just an endless life of running a restaurant and a college?” Casey purred and leaned over then suckled Sylvie’s lower lip for a few moments. “What if I turn into my mother and get all…” Casey snuggled against Sylvie and kissed her neck. “...horny and flighty.”

  Unable to help herself, Sylvie began ughing hard enough that Casey pulled away and looked incredulous. “Casey, what? I have to ask myself how is that any different than normal.” She poked Casey’s big chest pyfully. “You are the horniest dy I have ever been with. Just hours ago you didn’t want to get dressed.” Sylvie kept giggling, “You seriously said you wanted to stay in bed nude all night, so don’t give me that pouty puppy look.”

  “I hate that you know me so well.” Casey drove herself back into Sylvie’s neck and kissed her cheek. “Was this your new year's gift? If this is it, I want to just explore and take a look at the stars in the pnetarium.” She sighed, “A night under the stars. A full moon and Cassiopeia, then watching a lovely sunrise.”

  Once more Sylvie hooked her arm around Casey’s and tugged her to another section of the building. “I know you because I love you, Casey Miakoda.” Sylvie returned Casey’s soft kiss with one on Casey’s nose. “Your gift is actually inside the main room, this isn’t open to the public yet.” Humming a soothing melody to herself, Sylvie led the couple to another door and punched in the code. “Close your eyes and take everything in my Desire. Tonight is ours.”

  Doing as she was told, Casey felt a growing excitement within her unbeaten heart when the seal of the doors opened and the rush of air complete with an ambrosial scent of gardenias passed over Casey’s senses. “Ohh…” Casey held tightly to Sylvie’s waist and took a few steps inside, her head lightly spinning from the fragrant flower. “I love Gardenia’s.” Casey half-squealed. “Can I open my eyes…” Casey paused and heard a low thrum and low music she couldn’t quite pce. “Cssical?”

  “Mhhmmm.” Sylvie calmly responded to Casey’s animated question and pressed another button to close the doors behind them without leaving any real noise as they locked in pce. “Zia-Sihu, Now open your eyes my Desire.”

  Revealing her glowing sunlit eyes once more, Casey was graced with a near lightless room with rows of seating that led to the center of the room and a small ptform with a semicircur station that controlled everything she spotted overhead. Fshing and fading on what appeared to be a demonstration, Casey watched silently as all of the consteltions fshed overhead. “Big dipper..”

  “Ursa Major.” Sylvie corrected and kissed Casey.

  “Oh, look Orion. Poris.” Casey did a slow turn to follow the stars as they rotated. “Are you giving me the stars, my love?” Casey asked, her voice gentle and sensuous.

  Choosing to remain quiet for the moment, Sylvie held Casey arm in arm and walked along the carpeted floor down toward the center of the domed room. Escorting the couple to the stage, Sylvie released Casey long enough to grab a small controller and dart back to her wife. “Casey.” Sylvie calmly and heartwarmingly spoke and waited for the familiar ‘W’ of Cassiopeia to appear overhead before pressing a button on the remote. “Casey.” Sylvie uttered again, her voice gentle and beautifully low, “No sweetheart.” She pulled Casey into her own form and held her tightly, gazing into her partner’s golden eyes. “You gave these to me when you first kissed me.” Sylvie looked up briefly then back to Casey. “This…these…” She paused to catch her breath, “...are what I see that you’ve given…me.” Sylvie kissed Casey’s nose softly. “It’s almost midnight.” Sylvie pressed a few more buttons on the small controller and resumed her tight hold on Casey. “Might I have this first dance of the coming new year?” Sylvie offered warmly as reddened tears began to form in her full-moon eyes.

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