Lilith - TI3 by Fran Heckrotte Page A

happiest woman in the world. I could pleasure her in ways you couldn't even imagine... a word, a look. She would be mine and willingly agree to my whims. I could satisfy her every desire, her every wish, her every need. I could fulfill her wildest desires and fantasies... and you could do nothing to stop me."
     
    "I think you underestimate me," Yemaya stated confidently.
     
    "No, I know she loves you more than life itself. I can feel it, but she still wouldn’t be able to resist wanting me. You saw her last night. Was that the woman you thought you knew?"
     
    Yemaya had to agree. Her Dakota would never have acted like she had the night before.
     
    "Good, now you'll know how to deal with the situation whenever she's around me."
     
    "And that would be?"
     
    "Through understanding. No more, no less. She'll always be yours. It's your destinies. Besides, I would never do anything to compromise her love for you or yours for her. It's too rare a gift."
     
    Yemaya nodded her thanks.
     
    "Your life must be very lonely."
     
    "Yes. Ironic, isn't it. I have had thousands of lovers. Most of them fleeting, a few lasted longer but in the end, everyone moved on. It's a part of my life I've come to accept."
     
    "Perhaps that is your problem... your acceptance. Obstacles should not just be accepted. They are challenges to conquer or die trying."
     
    Shaking her head, Cammie laughed.
     
    "Ah. An optimist. You surprise me. I thought you'd be more of a realist."
     
    "I am both. I will never accept that fate controls my destiny. I make my own. It sounds like you have let it make yours. Perhaps it is time for a change."
     
    "You make it sound so easy."
     
    "I never said that. I cannot imagine how awful your life has been. I can only tell you what I think I would do if I were in your situation."
     
    "Well, actually, my life hasn't been awful. Awful would be my parent's lives, to exist without experiencing love is to not exist at all. Like I said, I have never not known it. That is my future... my destiny. It may not be perfect but I'll take it over a life without love."
     
    "You have a point. So tell me, who are your parents? I noticed, earlier, you said lives not life."
     
    Before Cammie could answer, Kali walked up to the table.
     
    "You want anything else?" she asked curtly, giving Yemaya a sulky look.
     
    "No thank you," Yemaya said, sensing an animosity toward her. Looking at the dark skinned woman, she tried to make eye contact, curious as to the reason, but the woman refused to look at her.
     
    "Cammie, would you like something?"
     
    The subtle change in her tone and attitude made it obvious Kali's anger was directed entirely at Yemaya.
     
    Interesting ! Yemaya thought.
     
    "No thanks, Kali," Cammie answered. "Maybe in a little while, though, if you don't mind."
     
    "Sure thing," Kali muttered, moving away to check on other customers.
     
    "She likes you."
     
    "Everyone likes me," Cammie replied.
     
    "Maybe. But I think hers is different."
     
    "Well, Kali is around me a lot. She's bound to suffer my effects."
     
    Realizing Cammie was uncomfortable with this particular topic, Yemaya changed the subject.
     
    "You were telling me about your parents."
     
    For the first time, Cammie made complete eye contact with Yemaya.
     
    "Was I?"
     
    Laughing, Yemaya nodded, knowing the woman was playing with her.
     
    "I hope so. It would be cruel to leave me guessing now."
     
    "Ah, yes. We can't have that now, can we? Would you believe me if I said mom was a succubus?"
     
    Rocking back in her chair, Cammie watched for a reaction. When she didn't get one, she tilted her head to the side and waited.
     
    "And your father?"
     
    "Incubus."
     
    "I see... and you are?"
     
    "Technically, I am a Cambion and offspring of that type of union."
     
    "I would say that explains the lust and hatred you mentioned earlier."
     
    "You don't seem surprised. Most people would think I was crazy. That's if they even knew what I was talking