Chapter 22: Preparing for the friends

“What do you want to talk about?” asked Shannon, suddenly concerned by what the Minor had in mind.

The young man in her hands didn’t answer her straight away, instead choosing to ponder his words, which did nothing to reduce the gigantic woman’s sudden nervousness. As much as she loved having him in her hands, literally, it also reminded them both of the chasm between their social positions, simply because of their birth. It was something the MAJOR hated now with as much passion as she had cherished the belief that she was inherently superior to the minors before. Somehow, her greatest strength had become her greatest weakness.

And while it was sadly becoming quite common for her to feel a sense of dread when talking with her lover, to be afraid of making mistakes that she wouldn’t be able to correct and lose him, she was not used to it. In fact, in all her life, she had never been afraid before meeting with Alejandro after their ten years separation. Launching her company against all odds, facing off old Wall Street sharks, besting all the idiots who had mocked her when she had started to grow like a weed, none of it had made her as afraid as being with Alejandro did.

“Well, we have to set up a least a modicum of schedule. I mean, I’ve my studies, so I won’t be there three mornings a week, as long as I’m not bonded to anyone, even Lindsey, so I have some times, but you’re considerably busy, apparently.”

Once more, the giantess huffed when her fiancé clear lack of interest, if not distaste, for the plight of the extremely wealthy became apparent. Not that she couldn’t understand why he felt that way. To her stupor, she had discovered that Jules Ferrand was extremely Left-leaning, even for a European-born, and he had taken after him. Which was understandable, considering his past and nature. Plus, the bond from the previous evening had, revealed that Alejandro had actually difficulties with counting money and realizing its worth, having never thought about it, from what she had understood.

“Yes, I am considerably busy, sweetie. To be here for you all day, I had to either postpone important meetings with representatives of my most lucrative firms, or have them in advance. It may not sounds so important to you, but it’s imperative if I want to maintain my standard of living, and those are the ones which allow you and Lindsey to enjoy such a great house here in New Orleans, while you get to indulge yourself in our little nest here.”

“I thought you couldn’t give a fuck about Lindsey, what changed?” asked the Minor, teasing her.

“Oh, you shouldn’t play that game when I’m holding you in my hands, you never know what could happen, little man” she replied, with her best frightening voice, which made him bleach instantly.

“Shannon, what…” started Alejandro, but she was too fast for him to say anything more.

In one swift movement, she had him lunge heard first into her enormous cleavage, pushing him until only his bare feet showed, and even then she knew she could have pushed him deep enough for him to disappear entirely. A shiver of guilty pleasure coursed through her limbs. She knew he would be upset once the haze of bliss she had unwittingly inflicted on his mind would lift, but right now, she was feeling his member springing to life, hard and pulsing through his thin clothes. A moan escaped her lips when she felt his kissing the inside of her boobs.

“You really need to control your urges sugarplum” said the muffled voice of the Minor down below. “We really need to plan things through if you don’t want to suffer an utter rejection of your offer to Izzy.”

“Why would she reject my idea to make her an Ambassador for Minorkind?” scoffed Shannon, shaking her head in disbelief of what he was saying.

“Because she is at least as afraid of you than you are of her.”

“W-What are you talking about? I’m not afraid of Izzellah!”

Shannon managed to chuckle, but even to her ears, the sound of it was weak and nervous. It’s impossible! I can’t be afraid of a minor, and even if I was, he shouldn’t be able to tell! The MAJOR’s mighty mind was reeling, the words of the small man wedged between her breasts making her suddenly conscious that she just didn’t saw Izzellah Ivory as a rival for Alejandro’s affection, but a rival who had the upper hand on her. It wasn’t something she expected, and she liked it even less. She was a massive MAJOR billionaire, after all, and the Ivory girl was just an unremarkable if willful inferior being, in the end.

“You know, for a billionaire making money on the back on the poor working class peoples, you sure is a terrible liar” stated her lover as he wriggled between her mounds.

Shannon was at a loss of words. The sensations of Alejandro’s doing his best to escape the passive vice of her weapons of mass destruction were awesome, it made her feel so powerful to know and feel him struggling so much to perform something as simple in theory as getting out of his fiancée’s cleavage. But in the same time, her guts were making knots in her belly and a cold sweat forming on her forehead and temples. There was such certainty in her boyfriend’s voice that she was dreading to hear what he would say next.

“You shouldn’t let your, uh, distaste for the wealthier among us cloud your judgment, sweetie” she tried, almost certain that he would hear her out on that. “But I’ve got my money from hard work and risks I took to earn what I wanted and achieve what I sought. If everyone did the same…”

“Oh please!” huffed the Minor, his head finally managing to escape the confine of her warm breasts. “That’s just political propaganda. Even if I tried as hard as you or took the same risks, I wouldn’t becoming as successful as you. And not just because I’m a Minor, if you please.”

Shannon opened her mouth but didn’t find the word to answer him right now. She didn’t want to risk a discussion here and now about the socio-economic system of the United States and more largely the whole world. Plus, he was simply too cute right now, his tanned skin reddening because of the warmth she produced, and glinting slightly because of his perspiration. His hairs was all crazy, slightly spiked in places and flat against other portions of his skull, and his short black and ginger beard was just the same.

“Why would you think that I’m afraid of Izzellah baby?” she chose to ask, bringing the discussion on a matter she felt better able to deal with.

“Well, I don’t think it, I know it, Shannon. Thanks to the bond, I guess” added the young man, his face suddenly a little grim.

“What do you mean, thanks to the bond?” asked the giantess, frowning.

“Well, when your mind entered mine, I could read in you, like you could read in me. Perhaps even better than you, who knows?” he added with a bright smile, finally managing to release his arm from her black valley.

“Nonsense” scoffed Shannon. “Minors can’t be able to use the bond to peer into a MAJOR’s mind without her consent, it’s well known. The MAJOR gives, the minor takes, one is active, the other his passive.”

“Really? I’m afraid nobody told me, because I managed to initiate a bond with you. And isn’t the common saying that a minor throw a bond at a MAJOR? Also, Izzy told me that before the Dark Age, only Minors made use of the bond and you guys hadn’t discovered it yet, or not made it accessible to everyone. So, it’s natural that when you look into my mind, I be able to look into you sugarplum” calmly explained Alejandro, a serene smile on his face.

“No… No, it… you’re wrong, you have to be!” wailed Shannon, suddenly gripped with terror.

He can’t be allowed to read me, it… it’s too dangerous, for both of us! And it… it’s not natural! She felt her heart ache as his beautiful face transitioned from happy to confused and then worried, but the young titaness couldn’t help herself. She could accept that Minors weren’t inferior creatures, she could accept that she was in love with one and wanted him to be her equal, and in fact he was in her eyes, but the very idea that the bond could be used against her was simply too much for her. It went against the core of her beliefs, what the priests told her every Sunday…

“Shannon, what’s wrong? You’ve known it for a long time, right? I mean, I initiated contact at least once and when you… lost it with your Mom, I was the one who broadcasted my memories of the Incident to you. You remember it, right?”

“Yes, but…” whimpered the colossus before stopping herself, refusing to risk hurting her small lover.

“But what?” pressed the Minor. “You can tell me anything, I won’t judge you, I swear.”

“I… fine” relented Shannon, noticing in Alejandro’s eye the glint of his determination. “I… I just can’t accept the idea of a Minor able to initiate the bond and, worse to read my mind without me noticing. It… it goes against all I know, and what the Scripture says: “And thine inferior kin shall serve thou, always bent by thine will under Christ’s guidance”. And it would be dangerous for you to be able to do so.”

Alejandro didn’t react for some long seconds and Shannon couldn’t help but wondered what he was thinking. Right now, she would have had loved for them be bonded, to be able to know what was happening beneath his skull. All she could do now was to wait for him to talk. So she did her best to keep calm and carry on. It’s not as if I could do anything about it anyway. Hopefully he won’t force the subject on me right now, I can’t feel myself debating with him about the bond and how important it is for me, and yet utterly irrelevant to the life I want with him.

“Okay, you know what?” finally said her lover, his face returning to a more peaceful disposition. “We won’t talk about it right now. We’ll need to figure it out someday, but right now, I’m not in my normal state of mind, and you’re clearly freaking out yourself, so nothing good would come from trying to deal with it right now. Are you okay with that?”

“Yeah… Yes, I’m fine with it. Sorry that I… overreacted.”

“Well, you are a MAJOR, I don’t think you guys even know how to not overreact” smirked the Minor, his remark a clear sign for Shannon that the effects of her unwittingly messing with his brain were truly fading away, to her relief.

“Please, I can be very calm and composed. Like while doing that!” laughed the black behemoth as she playfully pushed her boyfriend back into her cleavage entirely.

“Hey!” yelled Alejandro, his voice muffled once again until she brought him out fully and deposited on the surface of her enormous knockers.

“Sorry sweetie, I wanted to lighten the mood” smiled Shannon, blowing a kiss to her small lover.

“Well, it’s really dark in there, I’ll have you know, so, big failure here!” laughed Alejandro before blowing his own kiss in response, which made her coo gleefully.

“So, what did you had in mind about Izzellah and her friends? Do you know where she’ll stay? At your home or ours?”

“Neither, she has found a hotel for herself, her step-sister and their friends” revealed the Minor calmly.

“What!? Why? We could afford to have them here or even at your house, it’s wide enough, you know? You even have a pool!”

“Oh, believe me, I know how big that mansion you call a house is” smirked the young man. “You’ve no idea how bothersome it is to go from one corner to the other, young lady! Plus, if you want to know, Izzellah is free to do as she pleases, especially if her MAJORS have folded for her idea.”

“Of course” admitted Shannon quite diplomatically. “By chance, would you know her hotel’s name?” she added innocently – at least she hoped it sounded innocently, but her fiancé saw right through her.

“Nope. I asked her to not tell me anything about it, beyond the fact that she would use one” revealed the Minor. “It was a preemptive measure to avoid any unsavory interventions” he added, looking straight at her, which offended her slightly.

“If it’s about the fact that your sister and your parents had selected an apartment and not a house…”

“Not a house, The house, the one you picked up behind our backs. Yeah, it’s great and have a great pool, but it’s still robbing our agency. It’s not cool Shannon, not cool at all!”

“Come on, it was for the best and you have to know it!” whined the massive MAJOR, too concerned to fully notice how cute it was to hear Alejandro speaking like a normal teenager, something kind of rare, truly.

“What you deemed the best. Now, I have huge pool in my parent’s backyard and I’m always afraid that some alligator would sneak in it to even go in the garden!” revealed the young man.

“Well, I’m sure Lindsey can handle… wait a minute, your PARENT’s backyard? It’s your house!” shouted Shannon, making the poor Minor before her wince.

“Well… not anymore?” said the young man, a sorry half-smile on his face, as his shoulders rose to try and fail to hide his head, making him look like a turtle a little.

“You did what?” whispered Shannon, totally at a loss on how to react. “And when?”

“Well… it’s still going really but, I… I don’t like the idea of owning something as big as a house, really” explained the Minor, looking away from her. “Izzy berates me for it but… I’m really not good with balancing a household budget, I just have no idea about how to use money, on what and all, and, well, I don’t have great ambitions for myself like Izzellah, who wants to have her own garage to repair cars, or become a star. I… I’m more traditional minor in this regard, really.”

Shannon knew her eyes were probably bulging out of her eyes. What she was hearing was just… crazy. She had no other word to call it but crazy. Who would give up on such a house? It would be a crazy good capital, if needs arise, fully paid and at his name! And now he’s telling me that he gave it to his parents somehow? That’s just not possible, I won’t allow it. The MAJOR’s jaws clenched shut and she took a deep breath, which forced the young man on her boobs to fall flat on them, but right now she was too busy glaring at him to care.

“You can’t have sold it to your parents yet, there is a lot of red tape and papers to fill and sign. There just hasn’t been time enough for you to do that, so I’m warning you. You call it off right now Alejandro. It’s your house, not Auntie’s, not Uncle’s, not Lindsey’s nor Alaric’s. Yours. Are we clear?”

“You… you can’t force me to keep it if I don’t want to” growled the Minor, a clear sign that the bliss she had induced had totally or almost totally lifted from his mind. “I don’t want it Shannon, I…”

“You have to own things Alejandro!” berated the MAJOR. “You have to have things which are yours, for your own protection! One’s never know what could happen to me! I could die in a car accident, or perhaps my plane will crash and you’ll be left alone before we could marry. What wealth would you have to be independent, to be able to not be under the thumb of someone else?”

“But you won’t die in an accident, it’s ridiculous to suggest it!” shouted the Minor, angry and a little worried now, still laying on her bosom.

“You never know Alejandro! And even if I don’t but that you end loving Izzellah Ivory more than me? Uh? Where would you go to have a life of your own? Winton Height where everybody is already trying to get her ass? Old Creek, where everyone will lose it with two Minors in town? With this house, you would have something to fall back, a stepping stone to build the life you want!”

“I… I…”

“You have to think about your future! You can be more than a special ornament for a MAJOR woman baby!” pleaded the young colossus, realizing that she needed to convince him, not verbally beat him down into submission if she wanted to make sure he kept the house.

“But I don’t feel comfortable about owning something so big and costing so much, Shannon. How can I even try to pay the bills, anyway?”

“I would pay for them if you asked. You know that” she asserted.

“And how would I be independent then?” asked the Minor, pushing the MAJOR in her own trap.

“You… It would be your money, since you will be my husband!”

“And if I ended with Izzy? Which won’t happen, just so you know, because I am in love with you, against all odds and reason!” smirked Alejandro.

“I would still finance you both” mumbled the young woman, her dark skin becoming even darker as her embarrassment grew.

“Yeah of course…” said the Minor, clearly not convinced.

“So how about we drop the subject for now, uh?” offered Shannon. “Didn’t you want to lay out a plan for Izzy and her friends coming here?”

“Very clever of you, Miss Matthewson, bringing back a subject you know I really want to talk about to get out of the grave you dug yourself. But don’t think you’ll win so easily. How about a deal? We don’t talk about the bond nor my plans to give the house to my parents? Fine?”

“I guess we will have to have a discussion about what is natural in the boding process” mournfully mumbled the behemoth. “Because I won’t let you sell this house which can serve you so much baby.”

“Seriously!? You’re clearly not feeling well about all of that and you still want to talk about it and all! Really?” asked the young man incredulously.

“Yes.”

He was looking at her with his mouth agape, and a strange sense of pride managed to overcome her panic. She realized that she may well have been phobic at the idea of letting someone else in control of something has deep and personal than the bond, at least when she was in her right mind, and not half-mad like she had been during her last hours in Old Creek, when she had had to let him take the lead and manage to bring her back to a correct path, able to change her own life and those of so many peoples, especially Minors…

“You MAJORS are crazy…” mumbled the young man as he got back on his feet with some difficulties. “But well, there is more urgent matters at hand, since I do care about Lindsey, if you don’t.”

“Fine. What do you have in mind?”

“Well… I don’t want any of us to go and pick Izzellah. We should have Jim go grab her and her friends and bring them to my par… to the house” explained the Minor, eyeing her warily.

“Wouldn’t it be better to go and meet them at the airport? They could feel a little insulted that we didn’t came to greet them from the get go.”

“No. For once, you’re easily recognizable and I, at least, don’t want that kind of publicity, thank you very much. And it would defeat the purpose of my idea, which is to give Lindsey a fighting chance to woo Izzy over, even if I don’t think that she is ready yet for a committed and long-term relationship.”

“Then why try to push Izzellah Ivory into her hands when you could…”

“Because she’s still in love and need some experience in there with someone who, I think, could guide her and help her become a better person. Because she isn’t even a teenager yet, but will be really soon and is displaying all the hallmarks of a MAJOR in the throes of puberty, and I know from experience how volatile you can be at that time, and being with an enlightened person like Izzy would ease her into adulthood, or at least give her enough experience to cope better with her aggression and urges.”

Shannon sighed. This tirade really sounded like the Alejandro she had fallen for, but she couldn’t help but be dejected. He was suppressing his feeling for Izzellah, she just knew it, and she was afraid that nothing good would came of that. In the future, perhaps even for the most trivial reason, he would regret not being with this other Minor and having chosen her by default. Which was the whole reason she was pushing him toward her rival’s arms : she wanted to be the chosen one, the one he would pick among the multitude to be his mate. This goal was worthy enough to risk it all in her attempt to achieve it.

“Okay, so Jim go and bring them at your house where we are waiti…”

“No” interrupted her fiancé. “We won’t be waiting inside the house, since I’ll be at school when their plane will land. You’ll have one of your other drivers pick me up at school, Lindsey has already explained that she couldn’t attend Friday afternoon and I’ll be brought here. And we’ll stay here until we’ll receive a text from Lindsey telling us that they have arrived. It’ll let her enough time to try to prove herself to Izzy and her friends. If she doesn’t manage it, she’ll know it’s basically already a lost cause to try and woo Izzellah. Deal?”

“Deal” somberly accepted Shannon.