Only mortals get to sleep

It was deep dark when I got back to the California house. It was a place, but it was not home, home was London, it was ,my place, this was merely a place. I stopped the car near the entrance and got out. I walked to the door and opened it, it was not locked. I walked in and in place of Patrick there was a nice looking woman, I reckon she was 25-30, 30 at the most. I walked over to her. “I am the new owner of this place, who are you?” She looked at me and smiled, there was something about her eyes and my Olympian sight switched on. It was Lachesis and she looked really good in the human form. Lachesis giggled. You should be ashamed of these thoughts. You know I am well over 3500 years? She giggled and I was a little uncertain. I could see now that she was not mortal. I saw a few other things that I could not place. But her human form looked good, really good, from top, breasts, pubes and toes. Shear perfection. “You will need help, I will help you and Atropos will come later to help you too. I need no help, I think. I seemed a little uncertain now. Do you not? Look at what you did to the door. I looked around and saw the door, I had not opened it, I had crushed it through the lock and I never noticed I had done so. 

Your first lesson is to do everything with two fingers, thumb and middle finger tends to be the best. The energy of Perses is rejuvenating your Olympian side and you will get stronger and more. Your body is now drowning in Perses, so we need to adjust you and see how long it stays and what stays, if we do not you will expose yourself and become a lab specimen. That is what we will decide the next few days. I need to get some sleep, my mind is racing. Oh that is the next part, I doubt you will get any sleep. We tend to ignore sleep for the most, your body will get used to it. Patrick has been in my employ for a long time, he will know what to do, the new staff is aware of you to some extent. Your secretary will arrive at 07:00, the cleaning staff a little later, cook and two servants will come too. Security consists of two dozen men, all spartan trained and they have been at it for centuries, so they will keep this place safe from prying eyes. You cannot fight them, you will be too strong, they will not survive an encounter with you. They are the only ones that know that you are the grandson of Hades, they know little more but it will be enough. Have a shower, have a bath and see if you can sleep. I will be upstairs reading, I miss reading at times. I took one of the guest rooms that fancied me. Rest and if you need sex, I will be there, it has been too long for me and I know you like this shape of mine. She walked off to the staircase and I was embarrassingly aware that my eyes were following her. 

I sat down on the sofa and I started to brood on the last trip, the hoplites seemed well staged for containing Perses, so what had happened? They had been shattered and his powers restored them to their former shapes. The bident directed the energy and power through the ruby, but what did that mean, how was Perses the cog it seemed it was? And whilst I was brooding I saw something more, I was now uniting the Olympian and normal view at a moments notice. It seemed that I did not will the Olympian to come, I now will it away, it was still a bit unnerving. Suddenly Patrick was there. Here is some fruit juice, sir. The door will be repaired in the morning. I nodded at him. Sir, I never meant any deception, I apologise. I nodded again and smiled now. It’s OK I stated. You serve Lachesis, I get it. No, sir. I serve Atropos. He left the rather large glass of icy cold fruit juice on the table to my right and walked away. 

I took a sip, It was nectarines, I loved that drink and it was icy cold, just the way I like my water and fruit juices, milk too. Icy cold, like some beers. I took a large sip of the juice and took the glass upstairs to the master bedroom. I undressed and took a hot shower. The water felt powerful and empowering. There was all kinds of stuff there. I used the shampoo and the shower gel. A few minutes later I walked into the bedroom and drank a little more. I placed the glass on the nightstand and went to bed, or better stated, I laid down on top of the bed, ad realising that I was not sleepy, I was not even tired. This was new, I always enjoyed a good sleep, so this would require getting used to and on top of that I was getting an erection. Well, lets switch off the Olympian sight and see a 25 year old about the offer of sex, perhaps an hour of penetrating exercises would instil a level of shut eye afterwards. It was worth a try and I took one more sip of the nectarines and walked into the corridor wondering in which room she was in. I hear a book close at the end of the corridor, so that is where we would have some fun. Well let the good times begin. Tomorrow was but a few hours away.

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