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didn’t forget, while he simply relied on his photographic memory.
    Ramesses stroked his goatee the way he normally did when he had come to a conclusion about something, and then he finally answered, “So shall it be done, Beloved. Do we have the normal guest lists prepared?”
    “Yes.”
    “Then I believe it is time to inform our little one of what she needs to be prepared for then, yes?”
    “Oh yes, definitely. I believe she is ready, and it is a wonderful time to do something like this, baby.” After all, it was the beginningof the year, and it was time for the local community to take notice of the House of Kemet-Ka once again. Call me arrogant if you want, but even when Amenhotep was there, we still set the standard when it came to stability, especially in the age of “Internet BDSM” and “Velcro collars.” The last year might not have proven as such, but a statement must be made again.
    We took a final spot check around the grounds before we got back in the truck to head away from NEBU. There was much to plan, phone calls to make, including a special invitation via satellite phone to the Virgin Islands.
    “Oh, that reminds Me, I have to fly out in a couple of days,” Ramesses said. He anticipated the look on my face, putting his hands up in mock defense. “I have a couple of places I have to go, but I promise I won’t be gone longer than about four days.”
    Here we were with the secrecy and innuendo again. If I didn’t know him the way I did, I would have been immediately suspicious of the reason to go on a trip without me. I wanted to ask him a few more questions, but I had a feeling I wouldn’t get the answers I wanted to get. At least, I wouldn’t get them from him. I knew who I needed to ask, and thankfully, I would be able to pick His brain while asking Him and His newlywed bride to come and see what’s going on.
    “Okay, Beloved, I’ll make sure I call Amenhotep to make sure of a few things.” I’d trusted him, even though his “need to know” mantra got on my nerves. But, knowing him, I would find out everything I would need to know when I needed to know it.
    Who was I kidding? I didn’t have that type of patience.
    He raised an eyebrow, recognizing my body language. “Beloved, trust Me on this one. You know I would never keep anything from You without good reason.”
    In my heart, I trusted what he was saying to me, but it was mymind that needed convincing. The way I saw it, I would have to keep myself busy while he was away, and I had something in mind to accomplish that.
    We headed home, with the first thing on my to-do list the moment he took off in the morning being a phone call that might turn into a few revelations, if I had my way…and I would have my way.

THREERAMESSES
    “That’s right. I want to duplicate what I’m planning down in ATL.”
    I was in Las Vegas chatting with Master Osiris and Lady Hatshepsut, two very longtime friends of Amenhotep and Elders in the Las Vegas BDSM community, laying down the ground work for trying to do a Vegas version of NEBU together out there. They had known Him for the better part of thirty years, since the Society of Janus days when they were all in San Francisco together before Amenhotep moved to the East Coast, and the two of them settled into the desert.
    “So, what’s exactly the plan down in Atlanta, now that Your Mentor has decided to semi-retire?” Osiris asked, stroking his long beard. He had a very unassuming presence, until he stood up. There’s something to be said about men who could change the energy flow of a room the moment they stepped into it, and he was one of those men. “I’m hearing the home He left You to renovate to Your style is coming along nicely.”
    “Yes, Sir, things are going along according to plan. We are obeying the zoning ordinances as we should, and thank goodness the acreage helps with keeping the neighbors out of our hair. I’m also utilizing a KAP lawyer to handle the other sensitive details