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September 5, 2004 (Continued - Page three)

"TASTING ME?!" Fleur yelled. "How's it gonna do THAT?"

Cleome sighed. "By sliding one of its tasting tubes into you, of course. It is quite painless, if annoying."

"That's it." I'd had enough of seeing Fleur's hand and foot wiggling out of that snake-like mass. I reached out
and grabbed one.

As I did so, Cleome shook her head. "Tangler vines are among the strongest vines in Cyeatea. Wait. It will
release her when it finds she is not prey."

I did not listen, I grabbed and yanked.

And the vine gave way.

Easily.

It was as if I struggled with a child. Insistent but by no means as strong as an adult.

I began grabbing and ripping at the vines. I heard something snap. I think it screamed! Odd keening echoed
through the air and the vine stopped moving completely.

It was only peripherally that my mind saw Cleome rush backward, her eyes wide and in shock. Her chilecera
worked back and forth as if she were going to say something but could not--speechless.

Then the vines parted and Fleur fell free. A white tether on her ankle stopped her descent with a jerk. She, like
me moments ago, hung upside down.

I quickly descended and hung next to her. For some reason I began to giggle. Now I know what I had looked
like. It was probably a stress release.

She stared at me, offended for a moment, her arms crossed. "Very funny, miss upside-right."

"Grab the vines and she'll set you free," I told her as I pointed at Cleome.

Fleur reached up, pulling herself up and held tightly to two wrapped hanging vines. Cleome repeated the licking
hand thing and Fleur's ankle slid free.

"Some spit ya got there, hon," Fleur said while wrapping her ankle, gynmnast style, around the hanging strand.

"No kidding" I agreed.

Cleome hung next to Fleur and bowed her head. "You are welcome to our home, our lair. Welcome are you to
food and rest before you continue on your journey, honored traveler. Welcome arms reach your way and hold
you safe for a time." She bowed her head. "I am Orbweaver Cleome."

Fleur suddenly grinned widely. "Well, thank you, hon. I accept your invitation. Ah'm called Fleur."

Cleome smiled again. It struck me as so alien and yet it had the emotion of an excited child within it.

"This way, please," she told us.

For the second time that day, I followed Cleome--a spider--up a strand of web and tangle of vines, to her web
home.

We climbed over the edge into or onto the web I'd been originally tossed off.

I came almost face to face with Bahoogie.

He hung upside down, his tongue distended and

swollen. The big female spider thing had her

mouth-parts rhythmically sucking up and down

the shaft of his now fully erect and fat penis.

He'd been tied up differently as well. There

was more...webbing on him and his arms and

legs were bound back oddly. It looked awfully

uncomfortable.

He wasn't struggling any more, that's for sure.

I was about to burst into tears or hysterics, I

don't know which, when I saw him wiggle his

antennae the tiniest bit.

Fleur and I stood watching, rather shocked. I

know MY jaw hung open. The larger spider

slowly drew her mouth off of Bahoogie. He let

loose with a loud groan when she ceased her

attentions. I noticed, however, that at least one

of her hands touched him at all times in what

looked to be a gentle and caressing way.

She nodded her head and repeated the welcome

that Cleome had already delivered ending with

"I am Orbweaver Amianthium."

This time we didn't answer right away. What she

was doing to Bahoogie was, um, distracting to

say the least.

I stared, quickly examining him. He didn't look in pain except for those groans, but they also sounded like the
sounds of deep pleasure.

"Are you hurting him?" I asked bluntly.

Her eyes became alarmed. "Hurt? Injure? A guest?" The skin between her human eyes wrinkled giving the
appearance of a furrowed brow. "That would be against the law of the forest. Why would I injure a guest?"

My head spun. He was a guest. Okay. Right.

Fleur elbowed me lightly. "Thank you for the invitation. We shall accept it for the time being, seeing as we have
no idea in hell where we are." She turned my way. "Ah'm Fleur and this is Danny."

Then Amianthium smiled. Again I stared. It was so, so...weird.

She nodded, at least one hand still never leaving Bahoogie.

"Cleome, he is ready." Amianthium turned to us and her eyes turned serious, sad, gloomy even. "My deepest
apologies for breaking Guest Law at this moment."

My heart leapt at her words.

"This is our First Meal ofter the Long Quiet Time of Cold. My daughter is quite hungry and she, as the
youngest here, has the right to dine first."

It took me a moment to understand the meaning of her words. The "Quiet Time of Cold" must mean winter. No
wonder it had been so chilly before the sun had fully risen!

Fleur and I both nodded as I noticed that though they were probably not actually starving, both spiders were on
the very slender side except for Amianthiums very feminine curves.

Cleome stepped forward to lay her hand upon Baghoogie. She smiled softly at him, gently caressing his fat
abdomen as she turned to us. She even rubbed her face against him like a person does with a loved pet.
Interesting and disconcerting.

"I would happily give up First Meal to our honored guests," she told us. "Would you join us in our enjoyment of
this fat tasty fly?"

Fleur snorted and then slapped her hand over her mouth. If she'd been drinking something I think she would
have drowned with that one.

While she recovered I answered. "Our thanks, Orbweaver Cleome and Amianthium, but we are not hungry and
you need the meal far more than either of us. We're also not familiar with your customs and do not wish insult
you. Please, honor us by enjoying your First meal for us."

Amianthium nodded. I think her eyes may have even acknowledged our awareness of the situation with silent
thanks. She turned to Bahoogie and stroked his penis a few times. He arched and groaned again.

Cleome placed her smaller hand over her mother's and began to stroke him rhythmically along with her until he
started to shudder. Amianthium removed her hand, leaving Cleome to continue the administrations.

Bahoogie jerked hard once and suddenly Cleome clamped her mouth down over his penis as he looked as if he
were orgasming! No, REALLY! She sucked and sucked and sucked while he jerked and jerked and spasmed.

I think Fleur and I both watched in rather awed fascination! Helluva blow job and if Fleur were not here I'd say I
was having sexual issues that I was trying to work out in some weird way. Hell, I still might be!

Bahoogie slowed his jerking and Cleome slowly removed her mouth and ran to the back of him, where his fat
abdomen hung so vulnerable.

"Remember, slowly, Cleome," her mother reminded her.

Cleome nodded, putting her hands on his abdomen and running her finger down the heavy cleft there that looked
so much like a fanny and then pressed her face there. Bahoogies eyes widened, his tongue still hanging out.

Ammianthium again stroked Bahoogie to fat stiffness. Wow. Talk about no recovery time!

Cleome's face pressed firmly and I watched Bahoogie's eyes slit as he groaned and this time I'm SURE it was
pleasure. A weird sucking noise came from Cleome. Bahoogie's abdomen appeared to actually shrink as we
watched! After a moment, she withdrew her head and at the last moment I saw a tongue that must have been--I
kid you not--at least two feet long and tubular in shape, disappear, somehow, into her mouth.

Cleome continued to caress Bahoogie and looked to her mother. "Mother, I have taken First Meal and now,
please, drink. You are as hungry as I."

Ammianthium turned back to us. "Please, are you sure you would not join us?"

We both smiled, a little sickly I think. "No, please. We shall sit, watch and learn. Perhaps after you've had your
fill you can explain a few things. We're, um, more accustomed to a different kind of food and we're a long way
from home."

Both spiders seemed to perk up. I'm not sure how I could tell that. Their posture seemed to straighten more.
Their eyes seemed to shine a bit. All sixteen of them.

Ammianthium smiled. "We would be most honored to show you our ways!" She sounded excited. She stood a
moment, looking at us from head to toe.

"Welcome. Welcome to Cyeatea."