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Subject: WHAT CAN TURN THE WORLDS GREATEST HERO INTO A COWARD?


Author:
David Schock
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Date Posted: 07:38:12 01/15/03 Wed

Just a night in his mother in law's house.

Bed Time Story by David Schock

This story takes place about a year after Kingdom come.

On the island of Themyscira in the family section of the now darkened royal palace shadows made their way down now silent marbled corridors. All was quiet with only the sound of a lone guard's foot steps to dispel the silence. Right about the time every one else in the palace was preparing for a good night sleep, something far different was transpiring in a soon-to-be far more crowded bed.

He was the only man on this island of women and he knew that he was in trouble the moment his wife donned one of those special black nightgowns of her's, the type he didn't need his x-ray vision to see through.

His worst fears were confirmed when, due to a lack of locks on Amazon doors, his wife jammed a chair under the doorknob so that they wouldn't run the risk of being disturbed – and, of much more importance to her -- interrupted.
Wife, mother, and companion, the hero known to the outside world as Wonder Woman glided gracefully across the room and climbed in to bed next to her husband.

The husband in question was at the moment doing his best to pretend to be asleep. Diana knew better, or perhaps simply didn't care. After all, her plans included more than just sleeping this night. Her husband lay on his side, with his back to Martha's mother. But that didn't stop her from reaching over with her left arm and, placing her hand under his pajama top, beginning to stroke his broad chest.

She drew closer, kissed the back of her husband's neck, and whispered into his ear, "We both know you’re not really asleep, Lover!" She began licking his ear and, placing her thigh over his, soon found herself busy playing footsie with him under the blanket.

"Don't you have to get up early to go hunting with your mother?" he asked.

"There's plenty of time," she replied, raking his chest delicately with her fingernails," for other things!"

When he didn't reply quickly enough, she smacked him in the back. "I thought you liked it when I --" She paused for a moment to find the right words. "I thought the times when I made the -- first move, it was something you enjoyed!"

"Of course I do, but Honey, I -- I mean we really -- shouldn't -- "

"Shouldn't? Shouldn't what?" she snarled. Growing even angrier with him, she then quickly added, "What I shouldn't be doing is begging -- and if you think that's what I'm about to do, then you’re out of your Kryptonian mind!"

She then turned onto her side in a huff, and lay there with her back to her husband.

"Diana?" He said her name almost in apology.

He received no answer, and even he could feel the chill coming from the usually warm form of his loving mate. He turned over and faced her own broad back, now turned to him.

"Honey, sweety? Please talk to me."

When he continued to receive the cold shoulder rather than an answer to his plea, he placed a hand tenderly on her arm. She instantly shrugged it off.

"I don’t want you to touch me unless you mean business!" she hissed in a tone of voice used only during domestic combat.

"Please -- let me explain!" he begged.

"Explain what? That I repulse you? Or perhaps that I'm disgusting when I’m the one who makes the first move to have sex?"

"No! Nothing like that," he reassured her.

"Then what is it?"

The man known to the world as Superman leaned close to the woman who taught him how to love again. "This is a palace, and it's huge. But God, Diana! It's still your mother's house!"

She slowly turned over and looked at him. One glance at his earnest face told her he meant every word. Lying on her back, Diana looked up at the ceiling, rolled her eyes, and said, "Lois -- however did you put up being married to this man for all those years?" She then added, "AND THEY CALL ME WONDER WOMAN?"

Still lying on her back, she turned her head towards her husband and lover." The women on this Island might be all but immortal. But they have the same wants and needs as do women in the outside world. Many of my Sisters found ways to meet those needs. I, on the other hand, knew at a very young age that such ways were not for me. Even then, I knew the answer to my problems and my needs lay in the male of the species -- even if I’d never seen such a creature myself for the first twenty-one years of my life!"

She paused for a moment to gather her thoughts. "Do you have any idea how many nights I lay here alone as a young girl, in this very bed? Dreaming of the day the man I would love and who would love me back would be lying here next to me? Fantasizing about what it would be like, making love as well as being in love?"

She sighed. "And now -- after all those years of exile and all the trouble between me, my mother and my Sisters -- the man whom I love won't touch me because he has to prove he is still the world's biggest Boy Scout!"

Finished with her tirade, Diana turned back on her side in a huff, away from her husband. She drew the bed covers over her shoulder. In turn he reached tenderly under the covers. She reacted -- as he knew she would -- by pulling away and telling him, "I thought I told you not to -- !"

He cut her off by pulling her closer. " -- unless I meant business. Well, there can be no more important business for a loving husband than making sure that a little girl's dream comes true -- and that the fantasy of the woman I love should become mine as well -- "

Diana, Princess of Themiscyra, wife, and mother now rolled on to her back. She smiled broadly as she reached up with her arms and pulled the man she loved down on top of herself.

It was early the next morning when a lone member of the Royal Guard made her lonely way down the silent marble hallway of the Queen’s Palace. She had just came on duty and had been sent by queen Hippoylata to see what was keeping her daughter. The Amazon queen was looking forward to this hunting trip with her daughter and wanted to get an early start.

The Amazon guard noted the silence of the early morning was broken by the strange sound of giggling coming from the childhood room of the newly-reinstated royal Princess. She was about to knock on the door to wake up the Queen's daughter to go hunting, when she heard the strange sound, followed by that of a schoolgirlish scream, followed by an equally strange bout of girlish laughter.

Now seriously alarmed, the Amazon guard knocked on the door. "Are you all right, Princess Diana? It's time to get up!"

"I'm fine!" came the answer. "I'm just rubbing the sleep from my eyes." The guard heard a cry of surprise from behind the closed door and the sound of her Princess suddenly shouting "CUT THAT OUT!" After a moment or so, Diana told the guard to tell the Queen that she was "getting dressed".

After she heard the sound of her Amazon Sister’s retreating footsteps, Diana spoke as she rested her head in the crook of her husband's arm. "Now -- if that guard is totally deaf, dumb, and stupid to boot, she will have no idea whatsoever of what’s going on in here!"

Her husband reached up with his arm and, placing his hand on his wife’s ample breast, told her, "After all -- it was your fantasy!" With that said and done he went back to gently running his tongue over her still erect nipple.

"My fantasy didn't include staying up the ENTIRE night making love," she complained before moaning her pleasure.

"It didn't?" he asked in mock disbelief.

"Well -- perhaps," she admitted with a rather large grin. She tried to get up out of bed, only to be pulled down once again on top of him. She struggled for a moment, but in truth really didn't try to resist all that hard or for very long. Instead, she relaxed on top of him, with her head resting on his bare chest as he stroked her hair.

"Are you really going to try and tell me you’d rather run around in the cold woods with your mother, doing your best to kill some poor animal instead of staying in bed all day with your husband, snuggling?"

She squeezed him tight as she said, "I can't think of anything I’d rather do then to stay in bed with you all day -- even if I know full well you have something else on your mind beside simple snuggling!" She then added, "But if I don't get up now, the next person who comes knocking on our bedroom door will be my mother!"

Finished with her explanation, she suddenly brought the point of her elbow down into his stomach. This allowed her to jump off the bed, and to float toward the ceiling.

Her husband and her lover looked up at her. "Do you have any idea how incredibly sexy you look when you fly around the room naked?"

She smiled down at him. "You know after Lois made me promise that after she was gone I would not let her ghost come between us. She gave me some advise about her husband!"

"Always give the fans what they want?" he answered, patting the empty space next to him.

"No, my love. What she told me is always leave him wanting more!"

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