Ok fans, here is the final chapter of Cheyenne's series in Phase 4. I hope you all enjoyed this series and I do want to thank the fans for having such great conversations. I love the speculations. I love the conversations and observations. Please continue this energy as the rest of Phase 4 continues. I really do love these characters. I think they are amazing and I am already devising a story for the return of this series in a potential Phase 5. So, Wesker, CuriousLee and Sun80, thank you for continuing to give me that motivation to write all these stories. To EVERYONE who ever responded with your comments, thank you. I wanted to entertain you with these characters and it always is a joy to see your responses. Now, this final chapter was difficult for me to write. It is emotional at times, so you have been warned. There is a reason for the situation in this final chapter. There is a theme and some information that is being set up for later in this phase. So, I hope you all enjoy the final chapter and once again, any comments are appreciated!
PART 6
Cheyenne sat in her seat on the train and looked out the window. She could barely see the scenery since it was nighttime. Her mind was a million miles away as this was a very tough journey for her. All she could think about was the danger her father was in. She knew one day he would be with the gods, but this was too soon. She figured she would be an old lady herself when he would leave the Earth. She thought back to when she was a little girl, and her father would hoist her onto his shoulders and walk around the tribe. She would be so excited as she was riding her “horse”. He was a tall man, so she would be high in the air, waving at everyone. She thought about the times when he would hold her in his arms whenever there was thunder and lightning. She would be so scared, but being in his strong arms would make her feel safe. Cheyenne started to think of these memories and her eyes filled with tears again. There was some hope as he was still alive, but his life was in danger. She just could not hold back, and the tears started to fall again.
La Diabla sat next to Cheyenne on the train, to her left. She looked over at her friend and could see how lost in her thoughts she was. She then saw the tears falling from her eyes and it broke her heart. She reached over with her right hand and grabbed Cheyenne’s left hand. She wanted to comfort her at this very traumatic moment. “Hey, hang in there Cheyenne. It will be ok.” she whispered to her.
Cheyenne turned her head to the left and looked at La Diabla’s face. She could see how emotional she was and could feel her warm hand holding hers. She truly appreciated her trying to comfort her and that made the tears fall more. “Thank you….” she whispered back. She then turned her head and looked out the window again. She began to get anxious because the train was moving too slowly for her. She wanted to be back home immediately and see her ailing father.
Molly sat directly across from Cheyenne as she was next to the window of the train. All she could think about was the pain her best friend was in. She knew that if her own father was about to die, it would absolutely devastate her. Her mother passed away a long time ago, and she remembered how much that hurt. Her father was the only family she had. She saw those tears falling from Cheyenne’s face and it made her start to cry as well. She looked over and saw La Diabla holding Cheyenne’s hand. She wanted to hug her friend and wished she could somehow make things better.
Ann sat directly across from La Diabla, and her eyes were locked onto Cheyenne’s face. She knew she had to be hurting. She also realized that this was the first time she was returning to the region where she was held against her will and could have possibly been sold as a sex slave. She thought about those days, and how it was Cheyenne that helped comfort her after that entire ordeal was over. She never knew anyone that was so kind and loving as Cheyenne and to see her in such emotional pain deeply saddened her. She really prayed that her father would be ok because if he passed, Cheyenne would be absolutely devastated.
Penelope sat behind the group in the next group of seats. There were 4 seats to an aisle on this train, and she was directly behind Ann. She had other passengers close to her. The fortunate thing was since it was night, there weren’t as many passengers which was a good thing. Because it allowed their group to console Cheyenne without a lot of people wondering what was happening. She closed her eyes for a moment and thought about how she was part of this group and going to Cheyenne’s home. It had been quite an emotional day for her. She was attacked and tortured by a gang of tickling girls. She was stripped naked and forced to orgasm. She also lost her friend this day as Pam vowed revenge against her. Then she received forgiveness from the girls and that meant everything to her. Now, one of the sweetest human beings she ever met was about to lose her father. Penelope was desperately trying to keep her own emotions in check because she wanted to be strong for Cheyenne just in case.
After what seemed like an eternity for Cheyenne, the train slowed down and arrived at the station. The group disembarked from the train and made it over to a waiting carriage. The driver of the carriage was Father Robert who waited for La Diabla to return with Cheyenne. He saw the group of girls arriving and it surprised him. He only expected two women, but now there were five. He saw Cheyenne and his heart went out to her as he saw that very sad face. He loved Cheyenne’s loving spirit and when he heard Chief Wambli was on the verge of death, he wanted to comfort everyone, especially the princess of the tribe. He approached her and hugged her tightly. “Shikoba, good to see you. I am so sorry we had to bring you from school.” he told her.
Cheyenne felt the embrace of Father Robert and more tears fell out from her eyes. This man was always the greatest person to chat and interact with. He taught her so many things and he was the one who started her journey to even wanting to go to a school. She loved being around him and right now was a moment she was happy he was there. He would sometimes counsel her whenever she felt emotional about something in life. He was such a good man and feeling this hug helped her. “Thank you….I am glad you did. I….I….” she tried to say.
“You don’t have to say anything my child. Let’s get you home. I can see you brought your friends?” Father Robert asked.
“Yes, these are my friends from school. That is Molly, Ann and Penelope. They wanted to come with me. I hope you don’t mind” Cheyenne introduced as she broke the hug and wiped her eyes.
“Of course not. They are welcome to come. I have a big enough carriage. Nice to meet you all. Come, let’s get to the Elu tribe.” Father Robert directed.
La Diabla helped escort Cheyenne’s friends to the carriage, and they all got in. Penelope ended up sitting next to Father Robert as he drove the carriage. She sat next to Cheyenne inside the cabin and wrapped her arms around her. She knew once they arrived at the tribe, it was going to be really emotional. The carriage started to take off and it seemed like forever to get to the tribe. Everyone stayed quiet inside the cabin, and she would sometimes lean over and kiss Cheyenne on the side of her head. She loved this woman to death, and knowing she was in deep pain really bothered her.
Cheyenne was doing her best to keep it together as the carriage traveled down the route to her home. Her mind was racing, and she kept thinking about her father. She hated he was suffering and prayed to the gods he would be ok. The carriage then slowed down and came to a stop. They had made it to the Elu tribe. Father Robert opened the door to the carriage, and she was the first to get out of it. She could see her fellow tribesmen standing there looking at her. They all had sad looks on their faces, and then she saw her best friend Aleshanee approaching.
“Shikoba!!! Oh, my friend, I am so sorry.” Aleshanee exclaimed as she wrapped her arms around her best friend and hugged her tightly. It was a very emotional time for her as Chief Wambli treated her like family. To see him ailing crushed her and she was going to lose it.
“Thank you, Aleshanee. I want to see my father….” Cheyenne responded, desperately not trying to sob loudly.
“Yes, of course. Come with me…..” Aleshanee told her in a soft voice, then took her hand and started to walk to the Chief Wambli’s wigwam.
La Diabla saw Cheyenne being led away and then she looked at Cheyenne’s school friends. She could see the emotions on their faces and appreciated them. “Ok, she is about to go see her father. I will lead you to the wigwam, but you can stay outside. Thank you for being here. She might need all of us. Come….” she instructed and then motioned her hand to follow her.
Cheyenne felt her legs getting heavy and her chest was pounding. This was the moment of truth. She could see the tears on the faces of her fellow tribes folk and knew she was going to see something she never wanted to see. She made it to the wigwam and opened the flaps. Her heart was pounding, and her eyes went wide when she looked inside. She could see her father lying there on his bedding. He looked incredibly weak, and his eyes were closed. He was sweating a lot and appeared near death. Elder Hozho was dabbing his forehead with water, trying to cool him off. Her eyes then saw her mother next to him, holding his left hand and crying. That was all it took for her to crack and she started balling in tears. She then started to run towards her father to be by his side. “FATHER!!! NOOOOOOOO!!! NOOOOOO!!!!” she wailed.
Isi looked up and saw her daughter running towards her. That made her cry because she could hear that deep sadness in her daughter’s voice. This entire moment was devastating for her as she loved her husband with everything she had. “Shikoba! My child!” she exclaimed.
Cheyenne got to her father’s ailing body and fell to her knees. He looked like death was imminent and that tore her soul out of her body. She heard her mother’s voice, but she could not pull her eyes away from her father’s face. She then lunged down and wrapped her arms around his torso and laid her head onto his chest. She could feel his body temperature being high and she felt his life leaving his body. “NOOOOOOOO!!! NOOOOOOO!!! FATHER DON’T LEAVE US!!!! DON’T LEAVE ME!!!!” she screamed.
La Diabla made it into the wigwam and witnessed the scene before her. She could see the sadness on Elder Hozho’s face and could see Isi weeping as well. But she started to cry when she heard Cheyenne wailing away. She could hear the sheer emotional devastation in that voice and knew her friend was destroyed.
“Father…..I love you. I love you so much. Please, don’t leave me. DON’T LEAVE ME!!! PLEASE DON’T LEAVE ME!!! I love you! I LOVE YOU!!! NOOOOOOO!!!” Cheyenne wailed. Her heart was smashed as she looked at the body and she couldn’t stop crying. She saw her mother crying even harder and she hugged her father’s body tight.
“Shikoba…..Shikoba…..child, it is time…” Elder Hozho tried to say as he saw Cheyenne wailing away in pure agony. He knew the time was close and had to prepare for the last rites. He nodded his head towards La Diabla and Aleshanee to help pull her away.
La Diabla started to walk towards where Cheyenne was, and her legs felt like jelly. This was so painful, and she knew she had to take a hysterical Cheyenne away so her father could pass. She made it to her, and she and Aleshanee grabbed her arms and slowly pulled her away. “Cheyenne, come. Come with me.” she said softly.
“NOOOOO!!!! FATHER!!!! NOT MY FATHER!!!! I LOVE YOU!!!! I LOVE YOU!!! I NEED YOU!!!! I NEED YOU!!! NO! NO NO NO NO!!!! please no….” Cheyenne exploded into deep sadness. She felt herself being taken away from the scene and her heart was breaking. She had never felt pain like this before and she was an emotional wreck. Somewhere in her mind, she knew that whenever someone was going to pass, Elder Hozho would start to prepare the body, and the family would be taken away. As she was being pulled away, she saw other tribal women taking Isi away as well. It meant that her father was not going to make it through the night.
La Diabla could barely see through her own tears as she guided Cheyenne away from the scene. She left the wigwam holding a hysterical Cheyenne and saw her school friends standing there. She could see them all in shock and they had tears on their faces. She then walked with Cheyenne and took her to her teepee where she stayed as well. Once she got into the teepee, she and Aleshanee guided this crying woman to her bedding. Once she got there, she carefully sat down and then she felt Cheyenne hugging her. She was crying so hard and could hear that pain in her ear. She held onto her tightly and let her cry her heart out. Her own face was covered with tears as this moment was crushing. She then felt Aleshanee hugging them and they both tried to comfort Cheyenne as best as they could. “I am so sorry, Cheyenne. I love you….I love you so much.” she whispered.
“I love you Shikoba….I love you…” Aleshanee whispered as she held onto Cheyenne and La Diabla. Seeing her best friend in so much pain devastated her, and she cried very hard.
“Why? Why does he have to die?? No…..noooooooooooo sob he can’t die!! I can’t lose him…” Cheyenne wept. The pain in her heart was intense and she just let out all of her tears. There would be no consoling her as this was the most devastating thing in her entire life.
Molly stood outside the teepee with Ann and Penelope, and she removed her glasses. Her tears were coming out like buckets as her best friend was in so much pain. She desperately wanted to comfort her, but right now was not the time. She looked over at Ann and Penelope and could see how emotional they were as well. “This is so sad. I can’t believe this is happening….” she told them.
“I am so sad for her. Listen to her. Oh my goodness, I can’t stop crying…..” Ann responded. Hearing Cheyenne’s pain really got to her. She wanted to go hug her and comfort a woman that knew nothing but love.
“Poor Cheyenne…..” Penelope said. The entire scene was so emotional and hearing all the crying and the pain made her cry a lot. She didn’t know Cheyenne that well but could tell just how much of an impact she made in other people’s lives.
An hour passed and Cheyenne sat on her bedding, and she had both La Diabla and Aleshanee next to her. La Diabla on her right, and Aleshanee on her left. She was still emotional and tried her best to compose herself. The thought of her father passing away was just too much for her to handle. She was very grateful these two were with her in her time of need. She then took a deep breath and tried to speak. After crying for the better part of the hour, she wanted to thank them for being there with her. “Thank you both….Thank you both for being here. I….I don’t want my father to die.” she said in a very soft voice.
“Cheyenne, no need for thanks at all. We are your family, and we love you. Your pain is our pain. We love Wambli too.” La Diabla told her. She gave a small kiss on the right cheek of Cheyenne.
“Yes, he was like a second father to me. We love him very much and we love you.” Aleshanee told her.
“Is he…..is he gone?” Cheyenne bravely asked. She wanted to know if her father had passed away already.
“We haven’t heard anything. So, he is still alive.” La Diabla told her. She knew once Wambli passed, there would be notification.
“I can’t lose my father. I……I just can’t. I love him so much…..” Cheyenne murmured. She was still trying to compose herself, but the more she thought about her father, she started to let tears fall.
“I know Cheyenne, and he loved you more than you could possibly imagine.” La Diabla told her. She felt an extra pain in her body as she knew what Cheyenne was feeling like. She started to remember when her own father passed away. That moment changed her life forever from that point forward and it caused such regret. “I…I know how you feel.” she said in a soft tone.
Cheyenne turned her head and looked at her dear friend. She remembered when La Diabla mentioned when her father passed away when she was a child. She started to feel her pain because she did know what she was currently experiencing. “I am so sorry you lost your father. I can feel your pain. I am so sorry Qalataqa. I know it must have hurt you so much.” she said in a sympathetic tone of voice.
La Diabla could start to feel her emotions building as her mind went back to that fateful day. The pain she tried to bury very deep within her soul was starting to rise up again and her mind started to think about what happened. She looked over at Cheyenne and saw that very sad face. She could see how much pain she was in about the possibility of losing her father. She figured it might be good to talk about her own trauma and hoped that it could prepare Cheyenne for the worst-case scenario. “Yes, it did hurt me so much. Do you want to hear about it?” she asked.
Cheyenne could hear that tone in La Diabla’s voice and knew her friend was getting emotional. She started to think La Diabla wanted to discuss this part of her past, so she wanted to help comfort her too. “If you want to tell me, I will listen.” she replied softly.
La Diabla felt the lump in her throat as she got ready to tell a story about the worst pain she ever received in her life. Her eyes started to water, but she held back the tears. “Well, I was 10 years old when it all happened. My father…..oh, he was the best father a little girl could ever have. His name was Bradley Hunt. He served in the Union during the Civil War. He was a handsome man. He joined the army and was stationed near Texas. He fought in many battles before the Civil War started, mainly against the Mexican armies. Well, one day, he met this woman near the border of Mexico. He thought she was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen. He told me…..it was love at first sight.” she began and then a small smile formed on her face.
Cheyenne felt herself getting emotional as she listened to this story. La Diabla had only told her bits and pieces about her past, but this was going to be a very personal story, so she made sure she was close to her friend and comforted her. Even with her own pain, she wanted to make sure the outlaw was ok. “Your mother? I remember you telling me some things about her. I bet she was very beautiful.” she said softly.
La Diabla looked into Cheyenne’s wet eyes, and she smiled. She always loved talking about her mother and this was going to be the good part of her story. “Yes, it was my mother. They fell in love quickly, and from what I am told, their love was very strong. Now, he couldn’t marry her because she was Mexican and not from the United States. It didn’t stop them from seeing each other though. He was from Massachusetts, near the city of Salem. That’s where I got my name from actually.” she continued.
Cheyenne’s eyes opened wide when she heard that fact about La Diabla. She was starting to get caught up in this story and listened with eager ears. “How nice….so that’s how you got your name.” she said in a quiet voice.
“Yes….they were so in love. Then my mother got pregnant with me, and they kept it secret for a while. He still had to serve in the army, but when I was born, I was told it was the greatest moment of both of their lives. We stayed in a little house near the border. My mother raised me when my father went off to fight in the Civil War, so I didn’t see him much. But whenever he did visit, it was the best time ever. He would play with me. He would teach me things like reading and writing in English. I looked up to him. He was brave. He was strong. He could toss me above his head and catch me. Hehe I remember how much I would laugh. My mother would yell at him to not throw me around, but it was our special time together. He would tell me that I would grow up and become the most beautiful woman in the world.” La Diabla said, then her tears started to fall as she recalled her memories with her father.
“That’s so beautiful. He sounds like an amazing father.” Cheyenne told her. She could see the emotion on La Diabla’s face and could tell how much she loved her father.
“He truly was. When the Civil War ended, he settled down with us in another home near the border. I remember this time when he helped me pick flowers for my mother as a surprise. I will never forget the look on my mother’s face when we presented those flowers to her. She called us the greatest loves of her entire life. Cheyenne, it was one of my greatest memories. Because a week later….I’m sorry.” La Diabla started to say then paused as a tear fell from her eye.
Cheyenne gulped as she could tell the emotion was about to shift. She saw that tear fall and her heart started to hurt for her friend. “It’s ok Qalataqa, take your time.” she said in a comforting voice.
“I’m ok….I think. Hehe….” La Diabla tried to laugh as she prepared herself for this horrible memory of hers. She looked over at Cheyenne and then realized that Aleshanee was also listening to this story. She could see the look on her face. She didn’t like talking about personal things, but she figured this was a moment to open up and help Cheyenne. “….it was a week after that memory, that my father had to go help the army with something in another town. He had to take the train to a faraway town. He had done this before, so we weren’t concerned. Then, a few days later…..a man approached our home. He was wearing formal military clothing. He had a very sad look on his face. My mother answered the door and when she saw him, she started to cry. She knew what this man’s job was and she lost it. I heard my mother’s cries, and I wondered what was happening. That’s when we were told my father passed away in a train accident. The train had left the tracks and crashed into a ravine, killing everyone on board….including my father….” she said, then the tears fell from her face.
Cheyenne gasped in horror as she heard the details of the story. She started to let her tears fall as she knew La Diabla was in great pain. Her heart was breaking for her, and she wanted to comfort her. “Oh my goodness…..” she said in shock.
Aleshanee listened to this story, and she got emotional. She was happy she was allowed to hear this story and felt terrible about what happened to La Diabla’s father. “I am so sorry to hear that, Qalataqa.” she said in a hushed voice.
La Diabla took a moment to collect herself and wipe her eyes. She then started to breathe heavily as her mind went back to that fateful day. “I was crushed. My entire world came crumbling down at that very moment. I heard my mother’s cries, and I screamed hysterically. My hero. My father was taken from us, and I would never see him again. It absolutely devastated us. I was never the same since that day. I withdrew from people, and I just wanted to be around my mother. I had so much anger in me. My little heart was broken and as I got older, I started to bury my good emotions. That’s how I ended up doing all those evil deeds. I look back on that very dark time and it still hurts me. It hurts so much Cheyenne, so I do know how you feel right now. I really do…..” she continued, then started to break down even more.
Cheyenne let her tears fall freely as she heard that story. The story was heartbreaking, and she could see how La Diabla ended up becoming, La Diabla. She was touched that she opened up to her like that and showed her heart. She then reached her arms around La Diabla and hugged her. “I’m sorry….I am so sorry for losing your father….” she whispered into her ear.
La Diabla felt that hug and it felt very good at that moment. She was supposed to be comforting Cheyenne, but she was receiving it instead. She thought about her father and looked up to the heavens. She missed him so much and she wished she could talk to him again. She then thought about Cheyenne’s current situation, and she had to help her. “Thank you. I love you, Cheyenne. The difference will be that your father will be ok. You have to believe that.” she whispered.
“I can’t lose him!!! I don’t want to lose my father….I love him. I love him so much…..” Cheyenne responded, then started to sob heavily again.
“I know you do. We won’t have the same fate. Your father will live. I just feel it in my soul. Keep praying and believing.” La Diabla said to her softly. She then saw Aleshanee maneuver her way over and soon they were all in a group hug.
“I love you both. I am so sorry for what happened to both of you. I believe Chief Wambli will be ok.” Aleshanee whispered into the group hug. Her emotions overflowed as she knew how much pain Cheyenne was in, but after hearing La Diabla’s tragic story, she just wanted to comfort them both.
Cheyenne continued to cry as the thought of her father passing was destroying her. She truly loved La Diabla opening up like that and how even through the worst pain La Diabla received, the outlaw still said her father would live and avoid the same fate. “Thank you both….” she cried.
La Diabla felt the love in the group hug and just sat there with Cheyenne and let her cry for a moment. She wanted to give her hope. She wanted Cheyenne to avoid the trauma she experienced as a small child. That moment changed her life forever due to all that pain. She ended up becoming a vicious outlaw and terrorized the Southwest United States and Mexico. She knew Cheyenne wouldn’t turn out that way, but it would change this amazing young woman’s life forever. The hug lasted for another 10 minutes and then it broke. She looked at Cheyenne and could tell she was trying to be strong. “Hey, do you believe your father will be ok?” she asked her.
Cheyenne looked over at La Diabla and nodded her head as she wiped her very wet eyes. It was a very difficult thing to do, but she wanted to try and stay strong and believe. “Yes, I think I do. It is so hard because he looked so sick. It hurts, it really hurts.” she responded.
“I know…..hey, I will be right back. I want to make sure your friends are ok. You stay here and let Aleshanee help you, ok?” La Diabla told her. She saw Cheyenne nod her head and she then stood up. She knew it was getting late and the tribe had 3 visitors still here. She left the teepee and saw Molly, Penelope and Ann standing there. She could see the look of concern on their faces, and she approached them. “Sorry for having all of you stand around. As you can imagine, it is a very difficult time right now.” she told them.
“We understand. Is Cheyenne, ok? Can we see her?” Molly asked. Her heart was smashed after seeing her best friend in such emotional pain. She wanted to hug her and comfort her.
“Yeah, we can do that. But first, let me find out where all of you will stay for the night. The trains are not running anymore, and I want to make sure you are all comfortable.” La Diabla told the group.
“Thank you, Qalataqa. You don’t have to give us much. We just want to make sure Cheyenne will be ok as well as everyone else.” Molly responded.
La Diabla nodded her head and then led the group away. She talked to a few of the tribal elders, and it was determined they could stay in the same “guest teepee” the tribe would reserve for the folks at the nearby Mission. Father Robert would be staying in that teepee, but he agreed they could stay with him for the night. After giving them some instructions, she faced the group and smiled. “Ok, you can all stay in there and you should be comfortable. Let’s go see Cheyenne before we turn in for the night.” she informed.
“Thank you….We appreciate the kindness.” Molly replied. She then followed La Diabla back towards Cheyenne’s teepee. She could feel the emotion in the air as she passed by other members of the tribe. It was very possible their leader could pass away and it was sad. She always hoped one day to come visit the Elu tribe because Cheyenne would describe her home as an amazing place. She just wished her first time didn’t have to be tragic. As she got closer to the teepee, she started to feel herself wanting to cry. She had never seen Cheyenne in that kind of pain, and she just wanted to be there for her. They made it to the teepee, and she saw La Diabla motioned for them to go in. Once she entered, she could see Cheyenne laying in her bedding, her back towards the entrance way and her face towards the “wall” of the teepee. Aleshanee was next to her, and she could hear that soft crying. Her eyes could see the bottoms of Cheyenne’s moccasins as her legs were bent at the knee. What really got to her was the soft crying she could hear. Molly went over to the bedding area and knelt down. She could see Cheyenne’s body moving as she was still crying. She reached her hand forward and patted her left shoulder. “Cheyenne, I am so sorry you are going through this. I want you to know that I love you. I love you so much and I hurt along with you. I am here for you.” she told her.
Cheyenne could feel Molly’s hand on her left shoulder and heard those very kind words. She was still crying and didn’t want her friends to see her very sad face. Her heart felt so much love for them, as they travelled down to the Elu tribe to be with her. “I love you too Molly. Thank you…I’m sorry….I’m so sorry for not being a good host.” she apologized.
Molly saw Penelope and Ann crouch down next to her and she heard Cheyenne’s words. Even in her pain, she was still trying to be a happy host. She let a tear fall from her eye again and she gave the shoulder a gentle squeeze. “We understand. We are praying your father will be ok. We will be here for you. Try to think positive, ok? We will see you tomorrow.” she told her.
“Thank you….” Cheyenne said. She wanted to hug them all, but at the moment, she just wanted to lie there.
La Diabla came over to the three friends and nodded her head. It was late and it was time for people to try and rest. She led them over to their guest teepee and wished them a good night. Then she headed back to the teepee she shared with Cheyenne. When she entered, she could still hear that soft crying. She walked over to the bed area and laid down next to Cheyenne. Aleshanee was also there and all three were in the same bed. She wanted to make sure Cheyenne did not feel alone at the moment. As she closed her eyes, she thought back to the moment her father died. That pain was out again, but she had to control it, so she could be strong for Cheyenne. She remembered Elder Hozho indicating that whatever disease the Wambli got was a strong one, and most likely, the great chief would pass away through the night. Isi was staying with her husband just in case. They had to remove Cheyenne from the scene because she was hysterical and if Wambli passed away, the young woman would be crushed forever. La Diabla thought tomorrow was going to be the toughest day in her life. She would have to help a young woman overcome the greatest pain imaginable.
THE NEXT MORNING
La Diabla awakened as she heard a noise. Her eyes slowly opened, and she started to come out of her daze as the sound was very quiet but audible enough to know what it was. It was Cheyenne who was softly crying. That got her emotional as she knew the poor young woman probably didn’t sleep at all as she was worried about her ailing father. She lifted her head high enough and moved over so she could see the side of Cheyenne’s face. She could see how tear stained the cheek was and she could see her eyes shut, with tears still falling and her lips were quivering. That got her eyes misty, and she wanted to comfort her so badly. “Cheyenne, are you alright? Did you sleep?” she whispered.
Cheyenne paused her crying for a moment and heard that soft voice. She kept her eyes closed and she wanted to calm herself a little so she could respond. “No….I didn’t sleep….I can’t stop thinking about my father.” she said, her voice cracking with pain.
La Diabla then embraced her friend as she heard that response. She wished there was something she could do, but it was understandable why Cheyenne was a wreck. She knew today was going to be really tough. Not only would it crush Cheyenne and her mother Isi, but the entire tribe as well. After spending nearly a year with the tribe, she could see just how much the people of the Elu tribe loved their Chief. He was strong. He was fair. He was very benevolent. The tribe would never be the same once he passed. “I’m sorry baby….I’m so sorry.” she whispered as she rubbed Cheyenne’s arm softly.
“Why does this have to happen? sob why does he have to die?” Cheyenne said, her voice now cracking with deep emotion and the tears started to come out again.
“I don’t know….I wish I could answer that, but I don’t know why. Hey, I am here for you. You are not alone. I love you, Cheyenne.” La Diabla told her as she heard those cries becoming heavier.
Aleshanee started to awaken as she heard the crying from Cheyenne. She opened her eyes as she was facing Cheyenne and she started to cry as she saw those heavy tears coming down and hearing those cries of agony. “Shikoba…..My friend, I am so sorry.” was all she could say.
La Diabla realized Aleshanee was awake and now she had help to try and console Cheyenne. She then lifted her body up and saw the prone bodies of Cheyenne and Aleshanee. She looked around and the light started to come out. She had no idea if Wambli made it through the night or not. She then got up out of the bed and figured she would try and get some news. “I will be right back. I want to see if anything happened.” she told the group.
“Ok, thank you….” Aleshanee told her. She watched as La Diabla left the teepee and she embraced her friend. “It’s ok Shikoba, it will be ok….I love you.” she whispered as she held onto Cheyenne.
La Diabla could see the tribal members milling around and she could sense the entire atmosphere was somber. She then looked over and saw Cheyenne’s school friends approaching her. They looked very sad, and she knew they were worried sick about their friend. She looked at Molly who had very red eyes behind those glasses. “Good morning. Are you guys, ok?” she asked the group.
“I don’t think any of us slept. I, we, are all so worried about her. Is there any news about her dad?” Ann asked.
“I am going to find out. Are you guys hungry or anything? I can find you some food.” La Diabla offered.
“Can we see Cheyenne?” Molly asked. She could not sleep at all, and she had a hard time thinking about how hurt her best friend in her entire life was.
“Sure….come, let’s go.” La Diabla responded. She figured the more Cheyenne’s friends were around, perhaps that would give her even greater comfort. She would lead them back to the teepee, then go to Wambli and Isi’s wigwam for some kind of update. It reminded her of when she was in the hospital in Santa Selena awaiting to hear about Darby’s fate. She hoped the same result would happen. It was the greatest sense of relief when she heard Darby survived. Now, she prayed the same for the Elu tribe. Once she made it back to the teepee, she let the girls in, and she followed.
Molly staggered over towards Cheyenne’s bed, and she heard those cries. That caused her to break down because her friend was still in great pain. She also knew that once the news was official of Wambli’s death, it would shatter Cheyenne’s world. There was nothing else she could think of but to help Cheyenne. She knelt down and softly rubbed Cheyenne’s leg. “I am here Cheyenne. We are all here….” she said softly.
La Diabla saw the school friends all next to Cheyenne and was happy they accompanied her. She then turned around and nearly ran into someone. It was Maiko, the tribe’s best warrior. “Whoa! Sorry!” she said.
“SHIKOBA!!!! COME QUICK!!! It’s Chief Wambli!!” Maiko shouted.
La Diabla was stunned as she heard the volume in his voice and feared the worst had just arrived. She looked towards Cheyenne and saw her turn her body around to face the warrior. “What is it? Is he? Is he?” she tried to ask.
“PRAISE THE GODS!!!! HE LIVES!!!! COME QUICK!!!” Maiko shouted. He had a huge smile on his face and felt great excitement.
Cheyenne shook her head for a moment, and then understood the words. She shot up straight from her laying position and her eyes went wide. She thought she heard Maiko say her father was alive. “What? What did you say?” she asked with some excitement in her voice.
“Chief Wambli!!! He is awake! He is alive!” Maiko shouted. He then motioned his hand for her to follow him.
“FATHER!!!!!” Cheyenne screamed as she got right up from her bed and blew past her friends and out of the teepee. She ran as fast as she could over to the wigwam and then went inside. She stood there in complete shock as she saw her father sitting upright, drinking something and her mother was next to him with a smile. Elder Hozho was near him and was touching his body to check on him. Her knees started to buckle, and her voice started to crack. “Father? You….you are ok?” she asked.
Wambli looked over and saw his daughter standing there. His heart overflowed with joy as his wife was with him, and now the most precious thing in his life was standing there with tears on her face. “Shikoba…..my daughter.” he said.
Cheyenne staggered over to the bed as she was overcome with a joy she never felt before. She got close to him, then fell to her knees and reached over. She wrapped her arms around his chest, and she broke out into hysterical cries of joy. “YOU’RE ALIVE!!! YOU’RE ALIVE!!!” she screamed.
Wambli felt his daughter’s embrace and that made him start to shed tears. Hearing his daughter’s voice was the greatest sound he ever heard. She gave Isi his bowl of soup and wrapped his arms around her. “Yes Shikoba, I am alive. Thank the gods, I am alive. I love you, my daughter.” he responded.
“Yes Shikoba, your father is alive. I am so grateful to the gods. He is still with us.” Isi said as she started to cry as her family was together again.
La Diabla and Aleshanee came into the wigwam and saw the scene before them. She was stunned to see Wanbli sitting upright and hugging his daughter, and his wife next to his side. She could hear the cries of joy, and she slowly walked over to Elder Hozho, who moved away from the family to let them enjoy their moment. “Elder, he made it through the night?” she asked.
Elder Hozho looked at La Diabla and smiled. He was very happy Chief Wambli made it through the night and this scene got him a little emotional. As the tribe’s medicine man, he always had to keep a stoic demeanor, but this scene was very beautiful. “Yes, he made it through the night. The fever broke and his strength is returning. It is a miracle. I gave him some medicine, but he was so very sick. I was preparing for his passing. He woke up and asked for Isi. It was very…..surreal.” he told her.
“This is fantastic news. It is a miracle. He did look at death’s door. I am……I am …….sorry, I am so happy right now.” La Diabla replied as she wiped tears from her eyes.
“I think his will to live was stronger than the disease. And….love. Look at them. That is love.” Elder Hozho pointed towards the family.
Cheyenne felt herself about to explode with joy as she felt so relieved, and so much love at the moment. She nearly lost her father and now he was alive and hugging her. She then looked up at his face and saw those tears in his eyes. “I am so happy right now…..You are alive. I love you, Father, I love you so much. I thought….I thought you were going to leave us.” she told him.
“My Shikoba…..” Wambli said as he heard those words. He then smiled a little and then looked over at Isi and could see those tears in her eyes. He loved that his family was here, and he smiled. “I thought I was going to pass. It was surreal. I was so sick, and all I thought of was preparing for the afterlife. This might sound crazy, but I did see a light at the end of the tunnel. I was headed that way, and I felt an incredible peace. I was going to join the gods and be at eternal peace. Then I looked over and I saw you, Isi. I saw your face and it was so sad. I was just about to step into that light, and I paused. Then I heard you Shikoba. I heard your voice. I heard you say that you need me. Once I heard that, I told the gods…….not yet.” he said, then tears fell from his eyes.
Cheyenne burst into joyful tears hearing his story. She felt her heart exploding with happiness as her father was going to be ok. She lowered her head back onto his chest and closed her eyes so she could feel his warmth. “I love you Father….I love you with all of my heart and soul. Thank you for being here with us. I never want you to leave….” she told him.
“I am not going anywhere, my child. I love you. You are the most precious thing and to you my wife, I love you with all of my heart. I never want to leave you.” Wambli said as she looked at Isi.
La Diabla couldn’t stop crying as she witnessed this entire scene. She felt so incredibly happy that Wambli was going to be ok and be with his family. She then left the wigwam as she started to hear cheers. The tribe had been informed of his recovery and she smiled. It was such an amazing moment. She looked around and she started to hear the drumbeats, and saw people hugging and dancing for joy. She saw Cheyenne’s friends and saw the look of surprise on their faces. She walked over to them to tell them what she saw. “Hey, as you can tell, Cheyenne’s father is alive and recovering. It looks like he will be ok.” she told them.
Molly started to jump up and down with joy, then hugged Ann. She felt so happy that Cheyenne’s father survived. She couldn’t believe she was part of this incredible moment and wished she could go see Cheyenne. “Hey, can we see her?” she asked.
“She will come out eventually. Hehehe Give them a moment. I also want to thank each of you for being here. Thank you for caring about her. I am sure she will appreciate it all.” La Diabla told the group.
Ann looked around the scene and seeing the members of the tribe so joyous was an incredible feeling. She felt so happy and couldn’t wait to see Cheyenne. “I am so happy. Wow, that was such a tense moment. I am so glad her father will be ok.” she said.
Penelope was in shock as she heard all the noises. She felt such a warm feeling as the love in the air was very palpable. It had been a very emotional time for her as she endured her own trauma, received forgiveness, heard distressing news, experienced heartbreak for Cheyenne and the others, now unadulterated joy as the great Chief was recovering. Her eyes saw the happiness of everyone. It got her very emotional and did everything she could to not cry. “This is absolutely incredible. There is so much love here…” she said softly.
“Come, let’s get some food. I am sure we will all see Cheyenne momentarily. Today will be a very good day.” La Diabla offered to the group. She then led them to an area where food was being served. She grabbed a plate for each of them and watched as they grabbed some food. She did feel a sense of joy knowing that friends from Cheyenne’s school were here with her. How much they seemed to love Cheyenne. That was one worry she always had when Cheyenne was at school. Would she make friends. She knew how infectious Cheyenne’s kind spirit was, and when she read her letters about her friends, it was always entertaining. Now she could put faces to names, and it was good to meet these people in person. She led them over to a spot and sat down so they could eat. She figured it would be a good time to get to know them a little more. La Diabla was especially curious about Penelope as she remembered that name from a letter. There was a conflict and wanted to know the story of how she managed to accompany Cheyenne to her home. The conversation started and she could see how warm and friendly they each were. She laughed when they told a funny story about Cheyenne and her penchant for reading books. “Yeah, that does sound like Cheyenne…..hehehe” she giggled after hearing the story.
Cheyenne felt very good inside her soul as she spent time with her recovering father and her mother. They were all together, happy and talking about joyous things together. She hadn’t spent time with her family since her spring break from school. Even though this was a terrible reason for her to come back to her tribe at this moment, it was also one of the best moments of her life. Seeing her father laughing and appearing to be regaining strength felt amazing. She could feel the love between them all and she would sometimes tear up as she just enjoyed the moment. Hours had passed by, and she just couldn’t stop telling them stories of school, and they were telling her all about the stories happening within the Elu tribe. Then there was a pause in their family conversation, and she sighed. “Father, Mother, I just want to tell you that I love you both so much. I am so happy right now. It just feels good to be home.” she told them.
“It is so good to see you, my daughter. You and your mother saved me. I love you both more than words could ever describe. I do know you have to go back to school soon.” Wambli responded.
“I don’t want to go back. I just want to be here right now. I want to make sure you will be ok. That is the most important thing to me right now. When I saw you last night, I thought you were going to die. I was so scared…..I was so scared.” Cheyenne told him as she remembered how ill Wambli looked.
“My daughter, Shikoba. You have to go back to school. You have what? Two weeks left? I want you to finish school.” Wambli told her. He could see the look of fear in her eyes, and he understood why she was feeling that way. But he knew she would have to finish what she started. It was time for her to be strong and no matter what happens in life, to embrace it and move forward.
“I rather be here. I don’t want to leave you ever again…” Cheyenne told him with her voice cracking. The fear of going away to school and not being here with her family started to frighten her.
“Oh Shikoba, your father and I will be here. You have two weeks left. Go back to your school and finish.” Isi told her daughter. She knew Cheyenne had to finish her school year. It was important to everyone that she finished because she was representing their tribe in the English world. She wanted her daughter to make an impact in the world, which could help their tribe in the future.
“Yes, listen to your mother. You have two weeks left, right? I want you to finish your school year. That is your life now. Being here with us every day is not your destiny. You were meant to go to that school. So, go back, finish, then you return to us. We have lots of time to be around each other before you go back in the fall.” Wambli told Cheyenne as he leaned forward and kissed her forehead.
Cheyenne felt that warm kiss on her forehead and she understood what they were trying to tell her. She was becoming a woman and had to forge her own path at this point in her life. She knew going to this school was so important to her and the rest of her people. She looked at her parents’ faces and smiled. “Ok, I will go back. I just wanted to be here with you. I never want to lose any of you. I will come back in two weeks.” she smiled.
“Yes, and we look forward to you being here for the summer season. I do want you to promise me one thing….” Wambli told her as her wrapped his arms around Cheyenne and hugged her. He loved feeling his daughter’s body across his chest as he could feel the love she had inside her for him. “…I want you to get all As on your finals. I know you are intelligent, Shikoba, and we know you can accomplish that. Make me and your mother proud.” he said softly.
Cheyenne couldn’t help but let some tears fall as she heard those words from her father. She smiled at him and then at her mother. “I promise….I will get those As for you. I am going to study really hard and make you proud.” she told them as another tear fell down her face.
“We know you will. We have no doubts…” Isi smiled. She then leaned over and kissed her daughter on the forehead.
La Diabla approached the wigwam and saw some of the “guards” near the home. She smiled at them and moved inside the wigwam. She looked over at the royal family and smiled. They were having a group hug and having a good time. It warmed her heart to see this as she truly adored this family. She made her way to the group and then knelt down. “Good morning, Chief. Good to see you alive and recovering. You had us going there for a moment.” she smiled.
“Qalataqa! So good to see you and thank you for your well wishes. Thank you for bringing Shikoba here. This special young woman saved me. She and her mother.” Wambli said and smiled at her.
“It was the least I could do. I am very happy you are still here with us.” La Diabla replied and nodded her head. She wanted to see how they were doing because several hours had passed and Cheyenne still had friends at the tribe. “I just wanted to let Shikoba know that her friends want to see her. I hate to interrupt, but they are kind of anxious to see her.” she said with a sheepish grin.
Cheyenne lifted her head up and realized she completely forgot about her friends that accompanied her. She was so wrapped up in her moment with her parents, nothing else existed. She felt bad as she knew she had these guests at her tribe, and she wasn’t hosting them. “Oh my goodness! I feel so bad! I forgot about them! Bring them in here! I want them to see me and introduce them to my family.” she instructed.
“Your friends are here? Yes, bring them in here! I want to meet them. I just know them from Shikoba’s letters. Hehe Now I can put a face to their names.” Wambli laughed. He was anxious to see the people involved in Cheyenne’s new world.
La Diabla smiled as she heard Cheyenne’s and Wambli’s response. She then got up and went to the door of the wigwam and motioned her hand. Soon, Molly, Ann and Penelope all entered the wigwam, and she escorted them to the bed area. “Chief Wambli, these are Cheyenne’s friends from school. They accompanied us back here as they wanted to support Shikoba in her time of need.” she introduced.
“Father, Mother, these are my friends! That is Molly, that is Ann and that is Penelope! They came with me because they were scared for you too! They are amazing people.” Cheyenne told her father with pride. She could see their faces and they looked very happy to be in this moment. She then stood up and went to hug each of them. This was the moment to introduce them to her family. “Guys, these are my parents, Chief Wambli and Isi. The best parents anyone could ever have!” she said with joy.
“So, all of you are Cheyenne’s friends! It is so wonderful to see all of you! Sorry you had to visit our tribe because I got sick, and I thank each of you for supporting my daughter. It means the world to me that she has such caring friends!” Wambli told them. He was very happy to see these ladies from Cheyenne’s school. He looked at Molly and smiled. She was the one person his daughter wrote about the most, so he was excited to finally meet her. “So, you are Molly? I have heard so many great things about you. Welcome to the Elu tribe.” he told her.
“Thank you. It is so nice to meet you. Cheyenne would talk about you and your wife all the time! I am so happy that you are better. We were all worried about you and we are very happy you are ok.” Molly responded. She felt honored to be in this moment with this great family.
“Oh, she has? That’s Cheyenne for you. Hahaha she is the best daughter anyone could ever have.” Wambli responded, using his daughter’s English name for the sake of her friends. He then spoke with each of the friends, and they were all engaged in a friendly conversation. They spoke for about 15 minutes exchanging pleasantries and he enjoyed their presence. “You should have seen her! She was walking around with no bottoms on! Everyone was trying to chase her, but those little legs of hers were strong and could move so fast! Hahahahaha she was the cutest baby ever.” he laughed as he told a story about Cheyenne when she was a very small child.
“FATHER!!!!!! Do you have to tell that story to everyone?” Cheyenne said feeling embarrassed as everyone was laughing as he told that story. She shook her head as she knew her father loved doing this to her in front of new friends.
“I am sorry Shikoba. Hahahaha it was a funny story!” Wambli laughed. He finished telling a few more stories about Cheyenne and then he paused. He knew these young ladies didn’t want to spend all of their time with him. “Thank you again ladies for being here for my daughter. It soothes my soul knowing she is with such good people. You can stay here for the night if you like. You are welcomed here.” he offered.
“Thank you for that, but we do have to go back to school. We are happy that you are ok, and Cheyenne is feeling better. We will let you have your family time. We just wanted to come say goodbye to Cheyenne and will see her at school.” Molly informed. She and the others discussed with each other that they would go back to the school and let Cheyenne be with her family.
“You guys are leaving? I’m sorry. I will go back tomorrow, so if you want to stay, you can.” Cheyenne told them. She wanted to spend the one more night with her family and then return back to school.
“You be with your family, Cheyenne. We will be ok. See you back at school.” Molly said. She then saw Cheyenne stand up and approach them. She then felt a very strong hug from her best friend, and she felt her emotions rising. She knew how much love was in this embrace and she enjoyed it. “See you soon.” she whispered in her ear and gave her a small kiss on the cheek.
“I love all of you so much right now. You have no idea what it means to me that you are here. I will be back tomorrow. Please, have a safe trip back. I can’t wait to see all of you again.” Cheyenne told the group as she finished hugging Ann and Penelope. She then saw La Diabla escorting her friends out of the wigwam as they were going back to school. She then approached her family again and got right back into their friendly and loving banter. She made a vow in her mind that she would get all As on her finals to honor her father. That would mean more to her than to herself. Making her parents very proud of her achievements.
La Diabla made it to the train station with Molly, Ann, Penelope and Father Robert. She was very happy Cheyenne had such great friends. They got out of the carriage, and she escorted them to the train area. Before they boarded, she wanted to talk to them for a moment. “I want to thank each of you for coming down with us and being there for Cheyenne. I am sure it was difficult for you as it was for me. To see that young lady in so much pain hurts a lot. I want each of you to take care of yourselves and Cheyenne. Make sure she is safe. As you can see, she is very precious and means so much to that entire tribe. You are all wonderful people, and I hope to see you again very soon.” she told them.
Molly smiled as she heard those words from La Diabla. She then gave her a hug and smiled. She knew just how much Cheyenne adored this woman as she talked about her all the time. “Thank you. It was something we wanted to do because we love her so much too. Please be safe yourself. Cheyenne talks about you constantly and it was a pleasure to finally meet you. I hope to see you again soon one day.” she told her.
La Diabla smiled and then watched as the ladies boarded the train back to Los Angeles. She loved how close the group seemed to Cheyenne, and it made her smile. She really liked Molly, and did hope she could see her again soon. She then turned away and headed back to the carriage. It was time to go back to the Elu tribe with Father Robert and celebrate the recovery of Chief Wambli. It was a very joyous day.
FINALS WEEK
Cheyenne was walking back to her room after taking her English literature class final. It was the last final of her very first school year and she felt excitement in her body. Ever since returning back to school after her father nearly passed away, she felt more alive and happier. She was also very determined to fulfill the promise she made to her father to get all As on her finals. She enjoyed the last week of school and then prepared herself for the Finals. It was very quiet around the campus all week as the students were studying very hard. Her last Final was on a Thursday and finally, she was done. Cheyenne felt very confident she did get As on all her finals and could not wait for her report card to come in the mail. It would be delivered to the nearby Mission, since the Elu tribe did not receive mail at their tribal location. She wanted to show her parents and her tribe that she had a very successful first year of school and wanted to make them all proud.
Cheyenne made it back to her room, opened the door and looked inside. Her roommate Brenda had already left for the year. She graduated from school and would return only to get her diploma. She really liked Brenda being her roommate. She was hardly in the room, but whenever she was, they had the best conversations, and she also gave her some great advice on how to navigate the remaining years at school. She wished Brenda the best of luck and told her she was the best roommate she could have during her freshman year. Now it was time to relax and absorb everything that happened during her first year at school. As she waited for Molly, Ann and Penelope to arrive, she thought about how it was a miracle she even got to attend this school. She thought about the circumstances that led to her attending and she felt she had grown a lot during this last year of her life. She felt proud of herself as she overcame a lot of emotional events in the last year, ranging from getting kidnapped and tormented in Santa Selena, nearly killing a woman that was evil, coming to school and getting bullied by other women, meeting someone that was also in Santa Selena with her, meeting an amazing human being that became her best friend at the school, and then recently, dealing with the near passing of her beloved father. Cheyenne sat on her bed and looked around the room. This would be the last week she was in this room, and she would miss it. It would forever bring her memories and looked forward to where she might live in the Fall. “Wow, what a year. I am going to miss this room. I can’t wait to see what happens next year…..” she told herself, then heard a knock at the door.
“Hey Cheyenne, I am here!” Molly said outside the door. She was excited that her finals were all over and she wanted to be with her friend to celebrate finishing the school year together. She was also a little sad that she wouldn’t see Cheyenne for a few months as they were both going back home. Her heart fluttered a little as the door opened and she saw that familiar smile. “Hey!!! We did it!” she said with a huge smile, then hugged Cheyenne.
“Yes, we did it!!! We finished school!” Cheyenne shouted as she felt Molly’s warm embrace. She then released the hug and Molly walked inside. They were going to wait for Ann and Penelope to arrive and then go to dinner for the final time this school year. “I am SO relieved finals are over! We studied so hard!” she told her.
“Yes!! Wow, I finished my second year. I will be a junior in the fall!! It goes so quickly! Hehe” Molly giggled. She now looked forward to the next school year because it was already going to be a great year. Spending her sophomore year with Cheyenne was without a doubt her best year at the school and she wondered if she could see her in the summer, rather than the fall. She made it over to the bed where Cheyenne took a seat, and she was happy. “Did you like your first year here?” she asked.
“I loved it! It was amazing! Being in a school like this was the best experience in my life! But what made it really special was meeting someone that has the best heart, the best personality, the best human being.” Cheyenne told her. She wanted to express how much Molly meant to her. It made her first year an amazing experience.
“Who, Ann? Hehehehe” Molly joked.
“It is you silly!!! Hehehe” Cheyenne giggled. She loved how much Molly liked to joke. She then stood up and went over to her desk. There was a letter she received during the final week of school before Finals week. She then went back to her bed and smiled. “I got to tell you! I got a letter from my friend Phoebe Wellington! She is having this huge gathering at her mansion in Texas this summer. She invited me to go! I have never been there before! I am going to see her, my friend Bessie, and Darby! Plus, a lot of others that I have not met. Qalataqa was also invited! This is going to be so much fun! But I wanted to ask you something.” she told her.
“That sounds amazing!!! I remember you telling me about her and how she is the one paying for your school. She is a sweet lady! I hope I get to meet her one day. What do you want to ask me?” Molly replied.
“I am glad you said that, because I want to ask you…..” Cheyenne started then paused. She loved putting Molly in suspense for things and this was the last chance. She then giggled a little and continued. “….if you want to come along! Travel with me to Texas and meet all of my friends!” she requested.
Molly’s jaw dropped as she heard that invitation. She could see the excitement on Cheyenne’s face, and she felt humbled. No one had ever asked her to go places with them. She spent every summer alone at her father’s house and would only interact with him. Now her greatest friend was asking to go on an adventure with her for the summer. She wouldn’t have to wait till the fall, she could be around her in the summer. She would also meet more of Cheyenne’s friends. The more she was with Cheyenne, the more she realized just how big Cheyenne’s world was getting. It could mean her world could get bigger and that truly made her emotional. “Y-You want me to go with you?” she asked in shock.
“Yes! I think it would be great for us to have fun together in the summer! Think of the things we would see! We can see new places and I know my friends would LOVE to meet you! So, what do you say? Would you like to join me?” Cheyenne asked. She really hoped Molly would agree because it would give her a chance to see more of the world. It could really help Molly as a person, and it would be fun to see places she had never been to before.
“Sure!! I have never left California before and this sounds…..so perfect.” Molly responded. She then started to have her emotions flowing as her best friend really made her feel special. “Thank you, Cheyenne. Thank you for being the best friend a person could ever have. To go with you on this trip, it would be the greatest honor. Thank you.” she told her.
Cheyenne heard the emotion in Molly’s voice, and she smiled. She really liked the fact that Molly was now going to have some great life experiences. She then remembered something. The people she was going to meet were part of what happened in Santa Selena. She also knew that La Diabla’s identity could be exposed and also learn of things that she never told her. “I am so glad you accepted! Now, I do have to tell you. This trip will probably reveal some information that absolutely needs to remain private. Molly, you can’t tell ANYONE some of the things you will learn. I want you to stay open-minded, enjoy the trip and promise me you won’t tell anyone some of the things you may learn. Ok?” she warned.
Molly felt excited since Cheyenne was telling her that some information may be discussed in front of her. She knew Cheyenne was a victim of the sex trafficking ring in Santa Selena. She didn’t get all the details because Cheyenne kept it private. She figured she would learn a lot more and was very eager to be a part of this group of friends. “Yes, I promise you. I won’t tell anyone anything that should remain private. Do you trust me?” she asked.
“With my life….I trust you that much.” Cheyenne told her, then reached her hand forward and touched Molly’s. She was thrilled that she would go, and knew that there was a recent adventure that La Diabla and Darby were in. La Diabla had promised to give details, and she knew that it had to be a very dangerous adventure, and secrecy was going to be important, just like the events in Santa Selena. “I will write to you to give you details. Molly, I think this will be a summer we will NEVER forget!!! Hehehe” she told her.
“I can’t wait!!!!” Molly said with excitement. She then started to chat with Cheyenne a little bit, then heard a knock on the door. “That must be Ann!” she told her.
Cheyenne got up from her bed and went to her door. She opened the door and saw both Ann and Penelope. She was very thrilled to see them and invited them in. It was still a little strange that Penelope was around them more often. The entire school year, she tried to avoid the young woman since she and Molly had been bullied by her. But ever since that day she discovered her tied to a tree completely naked, she has been around her more often. Penelope started to join the trio for lunches and sometimes for dinner during the last week of school. She started to learn more about Penelope’s background. It was a pleasant conversation and Penelope seemed more open with the ladies. She talked about her own goals and desires and was very friendly and nice. Cheyenne never forgotten that Penelope was there for her during the most distressing moment of her life when they went to go see her at the time with her ailing father. It was still going to take some time, but she started to like being around her. Molly seemed more relaxed around her, so that really helped her own peace with a onetime bully. She watched as they took their places in the room, and she realized this might be the last time they were all together as a group. “Thank you everyone for coming! This was a very stressful week and we are…….FINISHED!!!” she said to the group.
“Yes!!!! I am so happy it is over! We don’t have to worry about homework, or books, or tests, or cafeteria food, or nuns walking around giving us dirty looks whenever we had fun. Hehehehe” Ann joked. She laid down on the bare bed of Cheyenne’s roommate.
“I can’t believe this year is already over. It was such an eventful year and now summer will be here. I am looking forward to going home, but I want to say something to all of you.” Penelope told the group. She felt very good about being with these other ladies. The past week felt incredible for her soul. With Pam, they had fun together, but it usually involved some kind of talk about berating someone else. With Cheyenne, Molly and Ann, there was just normal conversation and laughter. She was very appreciative they allowed her to be in this moment. “I just want to thank all of you for welcoming me to your little group. You are some of the sweetest women ever, and I am very grateful you want me around you. Thank you. I hope we can all have fun together next school year.” she said with some emotion in her voice.
Cheyenne walked over to Penelope who was sitting in the chair at her desk. She leaned down a little and gave her a hug. She wanted to thank this woman and let her know her recent thoughts. “Thank you, Penelope. We like the fact that you are here with us. We know that when we first met, it wasn’t on good terms. We didn’t like you much because you were mean to us. But you have shown how nice you really are, and we like having you here. Yes, we want you to be our friend next school year. I also want to thank you. Thank you for coming with me to my home to see my father. In fact, I want to say something to all of you….” she started to say as she turned around so she could address the entire group.
“What do you want to tell us?” Molly asked. She looked at Cheyenne’s face and could see some emotion in it. It didn’t look like sadness, it looked like she was very happy.
“I just want to thank each and every one of you for going with me two weeks ago. My father was very sick, and we all thought he was going to die. I was an emotional mess. My heart was breaking, and my world was being shattered. I am SO happy he got better. Seeing my father alive and recovering was the greatest joy in my life so far.” Cheyenne told them as she recounted what took place. She felt a little nervous talking to them because that topic was always so emotional for her. She took a deep breath as she wanted to get these words out. “I just wanted to say that I love each of you. You were there for me in my darkest moments. You were so supportive and caring. You really, really helped me during that moment. I am so appreciative of your friendship. This was my first school year and being away from my tribe was tough, but I really enjoyed being here. It is a miracle that I could attend this school, and you made my school year one of the greatest years of my life. I will never forget your kindness and your love. I guess I just want to say…..thank you.” she said.
“Awww…..We love you too. I know we all wanted to be there for you, and you made this year great for all of us too.” Molly said, then she stood up and went over to hug Cheyenne. She loved her best friend and looked forward to spending even more time with her.
Cheyenne smiled as she felt Molly’s hug. Then she saw both Ann and Penelope coming towards her and soon, they were in a group hug. This was her friendship group, and she knew they would be close to each other as the years moved forward. “You are all so beautiful….” she whispered.
The hug broke and they started to chat with each other. The weight of the school year was over and now they could be very silly and have fun. The residence hall was a little quieter as some students had left for the summer once their finals were over. Cheyenne planned to leave the following day, as well as the rest of the group, so this was their final night together. She knew she would see Molly again soon but would miss Ann and Penelope. During their banter, Cheyenne made a teasing joke about how Ann’s feet were dangling in the air because she was too short. It was funny looking at Ann pretending she was hurt. “hehehe I am just kidding! It just looks funny.” she told her.
“Well, you are short too! You always make fun of me! Bad Cheyenne! Hehehe” Ann laughed then stood up from the bed and moved towards Cheyenne who was sitting on her bed. She could see her laughing and looked at her white long-sleeved school shirt, black trousers and her black leather shoes. She approached her and got close to her. “My feet were dangling because of how I was sitting! Hehehe” she laughed.
Cheyenne kept giggling because Ann was now close to her. She loved how they would tease one another, and she reached forward and gave her a soft touch on the right cheek. “There, there little one. It will be ok. I was just teasing you.” she said in a very playful voice.
“Hmmm…..you are just the meanest woman around. You forgot something. I know something about you…..” Ann said, then had a devious smile. She thought about some of the reactions she got from Cheyenne in the past and since they were all acting very silly, she figured it would be a good time to make her friend jump.
“And what is that?” Cheyenne countered with a devious look on her face.
“You are…….ticklish!!!” Ann shouted, then reached her hands forward and started to squeeze Cheyenne’s ribs.
“EEEEEEEEEEPP!!” Cheyenne screamed as she felt those fingers squeezing her ribs. She remembered Ann would try to tickle her on occasions over the school year and it always made her go crazy. She immediately stood up and placed her arms around her midsection. She pretended to be hurt by the playful attack.
Ann felt a chill in her body as she loved that ticklish reaction. She didn’t know why, but the urge to pin Cheyenne down and tickle her started to grow. This was their last time together and figured she should get her while she could. She then lifted her fingers in the air and wiggled them towards her. “Hehehe that’s right! I am going to tickle you! You will have to apologize for the mischaracterization of my height! I am barely shorter than you!” she told her, referencing her 5’2” frame compared to Cheyenne’s 5’3” height.
“Which means you are still shorter than me, shortie!” Cheyenne told her, then stuck out her tongue. She had no idea why she said that, but she just felt like being silly.
“What? Oh, you mean Cheyenne!!! Oh hehehehehe I am going to get you for that.” Ann taunted back. She started to wiggle her fingers in a tickle threatening manner.
“I am shorter than both of you….” Molly said as she loved watching those two teasing each other. She was only 5’1” tall, and she felt the need to input a technicality in that conversation.
“But you are very cute. This one? Oh man, she is just a meanie!!!” Cheyenne teased, then stuck her tongue out at Ann again.
“That’s it!!! I am going to get you good!” Ann said as she moved closer to Cheyenne who was now starting to retreat from her.
Penelope sat in her chair and giggled to herself. She was enjoying watching Cheyenne and Ann teasing each other and now it looked like a tickle fight was about to happen. It seemed like such a fitting end to the school year, and she wanted to see how this all unfolded. She knew she could brag about her height being 5’7” tall, but instead wanted to watch how this moment would unfold.
“Hey!! Get away from me!!! hehehehe Don’t you dare put your claws on me!!” Cheyenne continued to tease. She then saw those hands lunge forward faster than she anticipated, and her sides were being squeezed! “HEY!!!! HEHEHEHEHE NOT FAIR!!! You hehehehehe are not supposed to tickle me!!!” she laughed.
“I am going to tickle you good!!!! Come here!!” Ann shouted as she managed to move her body close to Cheyenne and move her into a position to fall onto the bed. She felt those sides in her hands and listening to that sweet laughter made her laugh. Cheyenne had hunched over, then she shoved her onto the bed and got on top of her, laughing the entire time.
“Hey! She kicked me! hehehe” Molly said as she felt Cheyenne’s leg brush up against her as her friend was pushed onto the bed that she was sitting on.
“I’M SORRY!!! MOLLY!!! HEHEHEHEHE HELP ME!!! HEHEHEH ANN IS TRYING TO KILL MEEEEEEEE!!!! HEHEHEHEHEHE” Cheyenne screamed as she started to feel helpless. Ann was now on top of her, and she was on her back. The tickling sensations started to increase, and it didn’t seem like Ann was going to stop anytime soon.
“Kill you? Hehehehe Naw, I am not going to kill you…..” Ann teased as she continued to tickle those exposed sides. She was now sitting on top of Cheyenne’s upper legs and could feel that thrashing body beneath her. She felt such a thrill and she knew this would be the last time she would get this chance with Cheyenne until the fall when school started. “…..I am just going to tickle you!” she threatened.
Molly couldn’t help but laugh as she saw Ann on top of Cheyenne and tickling her. She loved these moments as there was joy in the air. She stood up from the bed as Cheyenne’s legs were still moving around quite a bit. She could see that look of laughter on Cheyenne’s face and could see how Ann’s hands were attacking the sides. She giggled to herself and wondered if she should intervene, or let Ann have her ticklish way with poor Cheyenne. “You two are so funny. Hehe” she giggled.
Penelope watched this event unfold and she was stunned. She could see how aggressive Ann was and she couldn’t help but laugh to herself. She loved watching these ladies interact with each other and she felt happy they let her into their group. She could hear that musical laughter filing the room and she looked at Molly. She wondered if she would join in. She would love to see them all tickling each other because it was a fun thing for them to do. She thought about how she tickled all three of them, but that was to torture them. That was done to break their wills and become submissive to them. Part of her started to feel guilty because she inflicted such emotional trauma on all three of them. She decided she was not going to tickle Cheyenne because it would probably make everyone very uncomfortable, and they would probably kick her out. Penelope really liked being around them and wanted to do whatever was in her power for them to like her back. She would love to tickle Cheyenne again, but she felt it was not the time.
Cheyenne continued to flail her arms and started to try and hit those tickling hands on her side. She wanted to curl up into a ball to protect herself, but with Ann sitting on her, she was more exposed. She looked at Ann’s face and saw that look of determination. She could see that smirk on her face, which only made the tickling sensations worse. She looked over at Molly and could see her staring at her. She laughed harder because Molly had such a big smile on her face. She wanted to appeal to her and hopefully she would rescue her. “MOLLY!!! HAHAHAHAHAHA MOLLY!!! SAVE ME!!! HAHAHAHAH SAAAAAAVVVVEEEEE MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!” she laughed.
Ann looked over at Molly as she saw Cheyenne looking at her and begging her to intervene. She laughed because the expression on Molly’s face was that of amusement. “Molly don’t help her! Let me take care of this…..MEAN….girl and make sure she never makes fun of anyone’s height ever again. You know, I never told you something….” she said in a sneaky voice.
Molly kept giggling to herself because Cheyenne kept thrashing all around and laughing herself silly. She looked over at Ann and had a puzzled look on her face. “Huh? You have something to tell me? What is it?” she asked.
“It is something Cheyenne said about you…..It was so mean, and soooooo devious. She may look innocent, but Cheyenne is a very naughty girl! Hehehehe” Ann joked. Her fingers continued to attack the sensitive sides, and she just loved that laughter coming from her friend.
Cheyenne heard Ann speaking with Molly and she shot a look of surprise back at Ann. Then she looked over at Molly. “HAHAHAHAHAHA I DIDN’T SAY AHAHAHAHA ANYTHING ABOUT YOU!!! HAHAHAHA HELP MEEEEEEEE!!!” she screamed in laughter.
“Is that so?” Molly replied. She then looked at that ticklish expression on Cheyenne’s face and she giggled to herself again. “What did she say?” she asked.
“Well….Cheyenne here said that Molly is so short, she could walk under her bed standing straight up. She said that because you are so short, she was going to jump on you and…..well…..tickle you!! hahahaha!” Ann laughed. She loved this game and wanted to recruit others to try and tickle Cheyenne silly.
“What? She did? That was mean! Heheheeheh Cheyenne…..how could you say that about me?” Molly teased. She wanted to burst into hysterical laughter, but wanted to try and keep a straight face so they could keep having fun.
“HAHAHAHAHAHA SHE’S LYING!!! SHE’S HAHAHAHAHAHHAA LYING!!!! I NEVER SAID THAT!!!!” Cheyenne roared. She looked back at Ann, and she had the goofiest look on her face. She felt those hands now squeezing into the hip pocket area and that really set her off. She started to thrash even harder, and her hands were desperately trying to push Ann’s hands off that spot. The sheer intensity of the sensation really got deep into her soul.
“Cross my heart…. Molly, Cheyenne has been plotting to tickle you. She told me that short people like you need a good tickling. She even tried to recruit me to help her!” Ann smiled. She could see that look of playfulness on Molly’s face and wanted to get her to help her torment, Cheyenne.
“HAHAHAHA NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!! HAHAHAHAHA SHE’S LYING!!! YOU LIAR!!!!!!” Cheyenne laughed as she heard what Ann said. She looked over at Molly and could see how she was pretending to be hurt over the accusation. “MOLLY!!! DON’T HAHAHAHAHAHA LISTEN TO HER!!!!” she begged.
“Cheyenne….I am so hurt to hear you were plotting against me. My heart….is breaking….” Molly said, then placed her hands over her chest and pretended to be hurt. She wanted to laugh, but she had to play her part. She then looked at Cheyenne and nodded her head. “Because you were plotting such cruel tortures to happen to me, I think it is fair if I help Ann. She is a good soul. She helped me learn about your evil plot. Ann? How can I help?” she asked.
“Hehehehe thank you, Molly!! Well, for starters, can you hold her arms? She is getting a little wild here and I need her arms to be held so I can tickle her silly.” Ann instructed. She started giggling to herself and pulled her hands away from Cheyenne’s hip pockets and watched as Molly came over to the bed.
Cheyenne felt some relief as the tickling finally stopped. Those squeezes on her hip areas really drove her wild and she felt that overwhelming feeling of ticklishness. Even though it drove her wild, she did find herself having fun. She loved these kinds of moments with her friends and knew it was their final time together until school started again. She then gasped as she felt her wrists getting grabbed and now being pulled over her head quickly. Her eyes looked up and she saw Molly’s face smiling back at her. She immediately tried to pull her arms free, but Molly had a firm grip on them. “MOLLY????? WHAT ARE YOU DOING?? DON’T HELP HER!!!” she yelled.
“You were plotting to do this to me, weren’t you? Well, I guess your plan was foiled you….you….meanie! hehehehe” Molly teased. She then sat on the bed and held Cheyenne’s arms, one to each of her own sides. Now, Cheyenne was stretched out and her upper body was very vulnerable. She could see the look of panic on Cheyenne’s face, and she laughed. “I love how scared you look. We are going to get you good!!!” she playfully threatened.
Cheyenne started to giggle a lot as she heard that threat from Molly. She once again tried to pull her arms free, but her friend had a very firm grip. She saw that look of silliness on Molly’s face, then she looked down and saw the look on Ann’s face. It had that devious look on it and she knew she was in a world of ticklish trouble. Her upper body was completely vulnerable to a tickle attack. “Ann?! Ann!!! Do NOT do what I think you are about to do!!! Hehehehe come on, please don’t do it!!!” she pleaded.
“Do what? Hehehehe” Ann said in a menacing tone. She looked all over that now exposed and vulnerable upperbody and wanted to think about where she wanted to tickle. Cheyenne was still wearing her white, long sleeved school shirt, and wondered if her stomach was ready for a good tickling. She then began to wiggle her fingers in the air and her hands started to descend towards the belly. “Looks like my fingers are coming for you! Hehehehe” she giggled.
Cheyenne’s eyes went wide as she saw those wiggling fingers in the air. She watched in horror as those hands were moving towards her body and she already started to laugh. “Hahahaha Ann!!! Come on!!! Don’t hahahahaha I am begging you!! Be nice to MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA” she roared as the fingers made contact with her stomach.
Penelope laughed as she watched this scene unfold. She loved how Molly got involved and the look on her face was of pure joy. Then she heard that hysterical laughter coming from Cheyenne and that amused her a lot. It was such a beautiful sound, and she loved how much fun they were having. It was such a surreal feeling. She remembered when Cheyenne was tickled, and that laughter was always beautiful. This was different because she liked her and loved how much fun everyone was having. This moment would be a great memory for her over the summer and she wanted to see them all just let loose and just enjoy each other. Her eyes then looked over and saw the soles of Cheyenne’s leather shoes. That got her excited and she hoped that Ann and Molly would tickle those tiny feet hiding inside those shoes.
Ann loved the way Cheyenne reacted as her fingers rubbed into the stomach area. She loved this feeling of dominance, and this moment was such a long time coming. Over the course of the school year, she managed to get some tickles in on Cheyenne, but they were always brief. She now had time to really give her a great tickle experience. Her fingers were dancing across the fabric of the shirt, and she looked up at that sweet face. She could see the mouth was wide open and that laughter was pouring out. She always adored Cheyenne’s very pretty face and seeing her laugh was always the best sight. “Someone has a VERY ticklish belly! Hehehehe Does it tickle? Is your tummy ticklish?” she taunted.
“HAHAHAHAHA YES!! HAHAHAHAHAHA STOP TICKLING MY TUMMY!!!!” Cheyenne screamed as she felt the fingers now doing a pitter patter motion on her stomach area. She felt really sensitive at the moment and even lighter touches were driving her wild. She also felt very vulnerable with her arms above her head and two friends were having their ticklish way with her. She tried again to pull herself free, but it was no use.
Molly could not stop giggling as she watched Ann’s fingers racing all over Cheyenne’s belly. She could feel her struggling to get her arms free, so she held on as tight as she could. There was always something fun about Cheyenne’s laughter. Whenever they would laugh over a joke or something they saw that was funny, that sweet laughter of her best friend always made her smile. Now she was watching her get her stomach tickled and that really amused her. “She is so ticklish! Hehehehe Having fun Cheyenne?” she asked.
Cheyenne heard Molly’s words, and she opened her eyes for a moment. Her friend’s face was upside down to her at the moment and she could see that look of absolute joy on that face. She always loved seeing Molly having a good time, even if it was at her own expense. She knew she had to try and appeal to her friend’s heart if she had any chance of getting free. “MOLLY!! HAHAHAHAHA SHE’S TICKLING ME BAD!!! HAHAHAHA GET HER!!! HAHAHAHA AVENGE MEEEEEEEEEEEEE HAHAHAHAHAHA!” she roared.
Ann paused her tickling for a moment as she heard that desperate pleading from Cheyenne. She started to laugh because it just sounded so hilarious to her. She took a moment to collect herself and looked at Cheyenne’s face. She could see her breathing hard and even a little sweat started to form. “Avenge you? Hehehehe You want Molly to go after me?” she asked.
Cheyenne giggled as she heard Ann speaking and she looked down towards her. She could see her laughing and that made her smile. She was still trying to collect her breath after the stomach tickling. “Yes…..I want….Molly to avenge me…..you are tickling me and I can’t get away!” she panted.
“You are SO silly! Molly, do you want to get vengeance for Cheyenne?” Ann asked with a playful look.
“Hmmmmmm…..should I? I mean, she was planning on tickling me, right? So, why should I help her? Hmmmm Cheyenne? Why should I avenge you when it is Ann over here avenging me?” Molly said. She then had a huge smile on her face as she was truly loving this little game they were playing.
“Hehehehehe because…. Deep down you love me, and Ann is trying to make me go crazy. Plus, she LIED!!!! I wasn’t trying to tickle you! You are my friend, and I love you very much….” Cheyenne told her. She then started to bat her eyes, doing anything to get Molly to be on her side.
“Why you fibber!!! Hehehehe Molly, Cheyenne is desperate. She is trying to make you forget the horrible things she said about you and her diabolical plot! I think you should try her underarms. She needs to be punished! Hahahaha” Ann told her. She saw Molly giggling and Cheyenne’s eyes were very wide with ticklish fear.
“Molly!! No!!! You can’t tickle me! Please….I love you. I love you so much.” Cheyenne pleaded. She knew if her armpits were also tickled, she was going to lose it.
“You know, I never really tickled armpits before. It does sound like fun….” Molly teased. The idea of tickling someone sounded very entertaining, and she maneuvered her hands towards the exposed armpit area. She wondered what it would feel like to tickle someone silly.
“Do it!!! Tickle her!!!” Ann shouted. She then started to drum her fingers up and down the belly again and immediately felt the stomach muscles contracting. She then heard that hysterical laughter and now she really got excited. It was such fun tickling this young woman and wanted to savor every moment of it.
Cheyenne exploded in laughter as she felt those fingers once again tickling her stomach area. Her stomach was very sensitive to tickling. She shut her eyes and tried to fend off those intense sensations running through her body. Then she felt another intense sensation as she felt something stroking her armpits. She looked up and saw that sadistic look on Molly’s face and that really got her going. “HAHAHAHAHA MOLLY???? NOOOOOOOOOO HAHAHAHAHA DON’T TICKLE ME TOOOOO!” she screamed.
Molly started to laugh as she heard that desperate sound coming from Cheyenne’s mouth. She stroked her fingers over the fabric of the shirt. Her fingers went to the center of the armpits and made small circles there. It absolutely amazed her how fun this was. She was making Cheyenne laugh hard just by tickling this area of her body. She had been a victim plenty of times, but now tickling someone else seemed like a lot of fun. Her eyes looked over to her right hand, which was tickling the right armpit. She saw the tips of her fingers sliding across the shirt and she could only imagine what would have happened if she touched the skin. She then looked over to her left hand and watched those fingers also tickling the center of the armpit. She heard a really loud squeal and that really cracked her up. “hehehe she sounds so funny!” she giggled.
Penelope could hear that laughter, and she just smiled and laughed. Watching both Molly and Ann have their ticklish way with Cheyenne provided a lot of amusement for her. She loved hearing their banter going back and forth and started to wonder what it would be like to tickle Cheyenne in a friendly manner. There was one occasion where she tickled her in a friendly atmosphere and that was when Cheyenne was helping her study that one night. Her own feet were worked on by Cheyenne, a technique the young woman wanted to do to help relieve her stress. It tickled her, but she did manage to touch Cheyenne’s feet in return. There were some ticklish moments during that time and now she imagined what it would be like if Molly and Ann got to those tiny feet. Her trance was broken when she heard a very loud ticklish snort coming from Cheyenne. “heheheheheehe” she giggled as she heard that snort.
Ann stopped tickling the stomach area when she heard that snort coming from Cheyenne. She had never heard it before from her and it really made her laugh. She could see that Molly also stopped tickling because that snort was very loud. “Hahahahahaha did you just snort?” she asked.
Cheyenne took a deep breath as the tickling stopped on her stomach and her armpits. She waited for the sensations to die down just a little so she could respond. She then started to blush as she realized she did in fact snort. She usually did not do that, but the tickling right now was so much fun, and the sensations were very strong, she couldn’t help it. She could hear both Ann and Molly laughing, and she felt a little embarrassed. “Why are you both laughing so hard? Hehehe” she asked.
“You snorted!!! Hahahaha it was soooooooo funny! It went like this…….snort!!!” Molly responded, then imitated the sound that Cheyenne made. That caused all three of them to laugh even harder.
“Hehehehehehe I didn’t sound like that…..” Cheyenne said, with shyness in her voice, then started to giggle.
“Yes, you did!!! It was sooooooooooo loud too! Hahahahahaha” Ann responded. She kept laughing and all three of them started to giggle uncontrollably. She started to laugh again when Molly imitated the sound again and she really lost control. “hahahahahahahahahaha that was hilarious!!! Cheyenne is a snorter!!” she teased.
Cheyenne started to laugh louder because her friends were laughing. She felt embarrassed, but at the same time, she was having so much fun. She was very grateful that they stopped tickling her, but now they were having additional fun at her expense. “Come on….it wasn’t that funny.” she said bashfully.
“Hehehehe yes, it was! Hehehehe” Molly laughed.
“I want to see if she does it again!! I got an idea!!!” Ann said with excitement in her voice. She then rubbed her hands together and then started to move her fingers towards the shirt. Her fingers then touched the bottom part of the shirt and started to pull it up, trying to get the shirt tails from inside the pants.
Cheyenne felt her shirt coming out of her pants and she looked towards her waist. She could see how excited Ann looked and wondered what she was going to do to her next. “Hey!! Hehehe what are you doing?” she asked.
“Just want to do something to you…..hehehehe” Ann teased. She remembered something done to her when she was a child and now, she wanted to see how Cheyenne would react to it. She was also anxious to expose the stomach area and could tickle that skin as well. Her hands managed to get the shirt up from inside the pants and now she started to go after the buttons. She had no plans to remove the actual shirt, just expose the stomach area.
“Hey!! Hehehe why are you unbuttoning my shirt?!” Cheyenne asked as she could feel the buttons coming undone. She tried to struggle but Ann was still sitting on her legs and Molly still had her arms. She could feel several buttons coming undone, and she realized her naked stomach was going to be exposed. It also meant that her very sensitive skin was going to be tickled. She remembered what Ann said about her snorting again. “Ann!!! Ann!!! Don’t you dare do what I think you are going to do!!!” she yelled.
Molly watched in amazement as she saw the shirt coming undone and soon, the bare belly of Cheyenne was exposed and that sent a surge of adrenaline through her body. She knew that stomach was going to be tickled again, and the laughter was going to be very loud. “Are you really going to make her snort again?” she asked.
“Yep!! This is going to be fun!!!! Oooh, look at that tummy! You have the cutest tummy, Cheyenne!!” Ann teased as she opened the shirt flaps to expose the stomach. She stopped unbuttoning the shirt when it was close to Cheyenne’s chest. She did not want to expose her bra because that would really embarrass her. This was about fun, not about humiliation. Her eyes could see how smooth that stomach was, and she already knew how sensitive it was.
Cheyenne was getting very nervous, and she started to twitch. She could feel the air on her belly and knew Ann was going to really tickle her there. She tried to squirm around again and tightened her stomach muscles for their impending torment. She started to giggle nervously as she saw those fingers once again headed towards her stomach. This caused her to laugh already and ticklish panic set in. “Ann!! Hehehehehe Ann!!! Don’t tickle my tummy!!! Please!! Hehehehe don’t do it!!! DON’T DO IT!!! NOOOOOOOOHHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA” she exploded in laughter as the fingers started to run all over that skin.
Ann laughed as she heard that ticklish panic in Cheyenne’s voice. She loved how soft the skin was, and her fingers slid down from the chest area below the buttoned shirt, then right down the belly, and she made sure she touched the navel. That seemed to really drive Cheyenne crazy, and her fingers kept making those sweeping touches. She then looked at Molly who was laughing and she nodded her head. “Tickle her armpits again. Hehehehe Let’s hear her snort!” she said.
Molly couldn’t help but love that very ticklish laughter of Cheyenne. She saw how Ann’s fingers were stroking up and down the belly and especially around that bellybutton. She then heard Ann’s instructions, and she maneuvered her hands once again to the armpits and started to scurry her fingers across the pits. Even though the shirt still covered them, they were still very responsive. She looked down at that pretty face of Cheyenne and saw how her mouth was opened and the laughter just poured out. She could see her eyes being shut and could see her skin turning red, even on her complexion. “Hehehe kitchy kitchy koo!” she teased.
Cheyenne heard those teasing words from Molly and that seemed to amplify the ticklish feelings. Those fingers scurrying in her armpits were devastating and she just laughed. Then she felt those fingers still stroking across her stomach and she desperately tried to kick her legs, but it was no use. She opened her eyes again and could see the looks of joy on both Molly’s and Ann’s faces. They were having a lot of fun tickling her and she felt so trapped. She heard them saying they wanted her to snort again, and she did not want that to happen again. She had no idea why she snorted before, but she did not want them to keep making fun of her if she did it again. “HAHAHAHAHAHA PLEASE!!! MERCY!!! I LOVE YOU HAHAHAHAHAHA I LOVE YOU!!!” she begged.
“Awww…..and we love you too! Tickle tickle tickle!” Ann replied. She loved her fingers touching the very sensitive skin. She then moved the tips of her fingers closer to the sides and across the rib area. That really made Cheyenne scream, and she couldn’t help but laugh herself. She could also see Molly’s fingers just scurrying around on those armpits and wondered how long it would take to make Cheyenne snort again. She then placed her fingers into the navel and saw those beautiful eyes open wide and could tell the ticklish electricity must have been tearing her up. Ann always loved how beautiful Cheyenne looked. She had such a crush on her, and she wanted to be closer to her. She did have desires to make out with her and possibly have sex with her. It was difficult for her to not just jump on Cheyenne and touch her in all her places. They were friends and she had to make sure she kept that friendship. She then slowed down her fingers and winked at Molly. “Hey Molly, she is not snorting! But I have an idea that just might do the trick.” she said with a slight giggle in her voice.
“Really? What will you do?” Molly asked. She was really curious and wondered what Ann was up to next. In a way, she was very grateful it wasn’t her getting tickled. She knew she would break really fast to these two.
“Watch this…..” Ann said. She then slid her body down Cheyenne’s legs and placed her butt right at the ankles and she leaned down. Her chest was now resting on Cheyenne’s legs and her face was right by the stomach. She felt excitement in her body as she knew this next move was going to drive her friend insane. “I used to have this happen to me when I was little. Now, it will happen to Cheyenne!” she said with joy.
Cheyenne took a moment to try and catch her breath after the tickling assault on her stomach and her armpits. Her chest was heaving up and down, trying to bring in precious oxygen. As she tried to recover, she could feel Ann sliding down her legs and she looked towards her belly. She started to giggle because she could see Ann’s face right by her stomach and she had the goofiest look on her face. “Heheheh what are you doing? Why are you looking at me like that? What are you going to do to me, you mean old lady? Hehehehe” she giggled.
“Mean? Old lady??? I am the same age as YOU! Hehehehe You are so funny!” Ann retorted. She then lowered her head, and her lips were really close to Cheyenne’s stomach. She then looked into her eyes and had an evil grin. “Now, you are going to snort whether you want to or not! Hehehe” then she planted her lips onto the navel and started to blow raspberries!
Cheyenne felt those soft lips on her navel and when she felt that vibration on her navel, she lost it. The intensity of the ticklish feelings tore right through her body, going from her head to her toes. “WHAT ARE YOU DOING???!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA THAT TICKLES!!!!!” she screamed.
Molly was stunned as she saw Ann vibrating her lips on Cheyenne’s belly and making that funny sound. That started to make her laugh like crazy as she heard the raspberries being blown on the stomach and Cheyenne’s hysterical laughter. This moment was something she truly enjoyed. Their group was having such a great time and now, it got even better. That laughter sounded amazing and seeing Ann vibrating her lips on the skin was one of the funniest sights she ever saw. “hehehehe that is so funny!!” she laughed.
Cheyenne felt multiple raspberries on her belly, and she never expected that to happen. Not only were those lips tickling her, but the sound of it also really made her laugh. She had never had this done to her before and it was the weirdest, yet exciting feeling. She tried to move her body, but her belly was trapped, and those lips continued to vibrate. She even felt Ann’s hair lightly tickling her sides and now she was losing her mind. She started to laugh harder when the raspberries stopped, and she felt something wet and slimy sliding inside her belly button. Ann was licking her navel! That sensation was very intense as the ticklish electricity rocked her. “HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA NOOOOOO HAHAHAHA YOUR TONGUE!!! YOUR TONGUE TICKLES HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA SNORT!!” she laughed, then snorted.
Ann pulled her mouth away from the navel when she heard that snorting sound and she burst into laughter. She finally made Cheyenne snort again and it really made her laugh. She laid her head on Cheyenne’s stomach and just laughed. She could also hear Molly laughing as well. This was such a fun moment for her, and she truly felt joy within her soul. She also enjoyed sticking her tongue inside that belly button and it tasted great. It also made her nipples swell and she was getting aroused. Cheyenne’s skin tasted great, and she started to desire more of it. She really wanted to kiss this beautiful body, but she had to hold back. If she was alone with Cheyenne, she might have tried to make out with her and hopefully seduce her into a sexual situation. Ann remembered what Cheyenne looked like naked from their time in Santa Selena and that got her juices flowing. She hoped one day, they could both be naked again, but this time, have sex. She lifted her head, and she heard that musical laughter of her friend. She couldn’t stop laughing herself, but she had to try. “hehehe she snorted!!! She snorted!!! Hahahahahahaha I did it!!” she laughed.
“Hehehe Cheyenne snorted!!! Yay!!!!” Molly laughed, then clapped her hands.
Cheyenne kept laughing, even though the tickling stopped. She felt a little embarrassed because she snorted once again. She shook her head as it was a very funny moment. She then took deep breaths and started to giggle again. “You two are……CRUEL!! hehehe making me snort like that.” she playfully groaned.
“Awww……We got you to snort! We got you to snort! Ha ha ha ha ha!” Ann sang as she wanted to taunt Cheyenne. She then lifted herself up and looked down on the helpless body beneath her. She saw Molly’s face turning red because she was laughing so much, and she felt really good inside. She wondered if they should stop at the moment because she did not want to torture Cheyenne. Then she remembered something! She remembered one more spot to play with and then she would be finished. Memories of a study session a few weeks ago entered her mind and now she could get her revenge! “Poor Cheyenne. She is nothing but a mean…..snorter!! hahaha I guess we can be nice to you. In fact, I will help you calm down and relieve your stress……” she teased.
Cheyenne started to giggle again because Ann was taunting her. She lifted her head up a little and looked towards her legs. Ann was looking at her with this silly grin and she hoped that her little tickle torture moment was over. She heard what Ann said and she thought it might be good to have some relaxation. She could feel her body heat rising and she wanted to relax. “hehehehe you’re so mean. You should help me relax after you tortured me like that and made me snort. Hehehe” she joked.
“hahahaha yes, just to show you I am such a NICE AND WONDERFUL WOMAN, I am going to make you feel so relaxed. Let me get off of you, so I can get you ready.” Ann said, then got off Cheyenne’s legs and stood up on the floor. She then told Molly to let go of the arms and she winked at her. She then felt this devious feeling inside because she was really looking forward to this next plan. “Ok Molly, can you help me flip cute little Cheyenne over onto her stomach? I think we should help relieve her tension.” she instructed.
Molly wondered what Ann was up to because she saw the devious look on her face. She had no idea what Ann was up to, but it seemed like something was being planned and it would probably be really fun. She then rolled Cheyenne over onto her belly and then back at Ann. “Ok, she is on her stomach. What do we do next?” she asked.
“Well, I will get in position and help Cheyenne feel really good. Watch….” Ann said. She then climbed onto the bed and then positioned herself by sitting on Cheyenne’s knees, facing her feet. She shifted her weight a little to make sure Cheyenne would not be able to kick her legs up. She felt nervous because she was about to have a lot of fun tormenting Cheyenne. She then noticed Penelope was looking right back at her and she wondered if she should get her involved. She had a feeling as to why Penelope was not joining in on their fun, and she understood. But she also figured this could be way to truly have everyone get over what Penelope did in the past and feel accepted in their group. But she had to get prepared first. “Ok, I recently learned a technique from someone who is really special. She showed me the way and now I want to show what I learned. Hehehe” she laughed menacingly.
Cheyenne laid her head on the bed and continued to breathe heavily. She was a little tired after being tickled on her stomach and her armpits for a little bit. She felt a warm glow over her body, and she figured her tickling torment was over. Ann mentioned something about relaxing her and she was looking forward to it. She was surprised to hear that Ann learned some kind of technique and she wondered what it would be. “Hehehehe ok….how are you going to relax me?” she said in an exhausted voice.
“Oh, you’ll see. Hehehehe I will admit Cheyenne, you taught me this. Hey Molly, can you take off her shoes?” Ann instructed.
Molly’s eyes lit up as she now realized what Ann was going to do next. She was going to tickle Cheyenne’s feet! She got excited as she knew just how ticklish she was on the feet. She sometimes snuck in a few tickles herself on those tiny feet and this was going to be a great way to end the school year. “Sure! I can do that!” she said with glee.
Cheyenne’s head lifted off the bed as she heard what Ann said. She knew immediately what Ann was about to do if her shoes came off. She tried to pull her legs free, but she felt that weight on the back of her knees and now she felt hands holding down her ankles. Her feet were on the bed, the tops pressed down on the mattress and the soles of her shoes were upright. “NO!!! DON’T YOU DARE TAKE OFF MY SHOES!!! ANN!!! Don’t you dare!!! Hehehehe Don’t you dare!!” she screamed in a panic.
“I just want to relax you. After all, you are the one who showed me that special technique from your wonderful tribe. Hehehe I was a recipient. Molly was a recipient. Hey Penelope, were you a recipient of her foot technique to relax you?” Ann asked. Her adrenaline was flowing like a river as she was really looking forward to this moment.
Penelope started to giggle as she witnessed what was happening. It was already funny when they were tickling Cheyenne’s stomach and armpits, now her feet were in ticklish danger. She heard Ann’s question, and she smiled. She definitely remembered that moment. “Hehehe Now that you mention it, yes, she showed me. I am sure we all had the same reaction too.” she smiled.
“Yes! She has given that technique to me several times. Even though it felt great it also….hehehe tickled!” Molly said as she remembered a few times Cheyenne touched her feet.
Cheyenne started to get really nervous as all three women in this room all had their feet worked on by her. They were all ticklish, but she also managed to get them to relax and not laugh themselves silly. She felt her heart stopping because she knew they were not going to do a massage style technique; they were surely going to tickle her most ticklish spot. Her feet. “Come on you guys!! It might have tickled a little bit, but I also made you feel really good, remember?” she pleaded.
“True, it did feel good, but it tickled. I also remember the last time you worked on my feet, Cheyenne. Remember when Daisy was with us? What happened during that time? What did you do to my feet?” Ann teased, remembering the study time with Cheyenne and Daisy.
Cheyenne groaned as she remembered that time. She worked on both of their feet, and tried her best to make Daisy feel good. However, with Ann, she snuck in some tickles to drive her crazy. Now it appeared Ann was going to get her revenge! She then gasped as she felt the laces of her shoes becoming undone. “Nooo!!! Please!!! Please don’t touch my feet. I love you, Ann.” she said in a loving tone, trying her best to avoid her torture.
“Hehehehe I love you too. Now, let’s see those feet!” Ann laughed. She watched as Molly started to remove the right shoe, then the left. She could see the white sock covered heel get exposed and soon, the rest of the foot was exposed. Then she saw the other shoe come off and heard them drop to the floor. “hehehe take off her socks! We want to make sure we get her skin!” she smiled.
Molly couldn’t stop smiling as she was participating in this moment. She had just removed each shoe, and she saw those white socks. The feet looked so small, and she couldn’t wait to take off the socks. She had seen Cheyenne barefoot plenty of times, and now those feet were going to be tickled. She reached forward and grabbed the end of the sock by going under the pants. She started to pull the left sock down and as she did so, she could see those toes clenching inside the garment. The socks then peeled off the heel and she saw that tan skin. Her eyes lit up as the sock was being pulled down, and more of the sole was exposed. She could see the thickness of that foot, and when it exposed the arch, she could see those wrinkles. Molly was really amused as she saw the foot trembling and heard the whimpering noises coming from Cheyenne. She then exposed the ball of the foot and then with a quick tug, she managed to get the sock off, exposing those tiny, chunky toes. “Ta da!!! Hehehe She has the CUTEST feet!” she said.
Cheyenne’s face turned red as she felt that left sock come off her foot. She felt incredibly nervous, and the anticipation was driving her crazy. She couldn’t believe her friends were going to drive her crazy by tickling her feet. She was trapped and had nowhere to go. She heard the compliment about her foot and that made her giggle. Then what she dreaded happened, and now the right sock was getting pulled off her foot. She felt it come off her heel, then her arch was exposed. As the sock slowly came off her foot, she closed her eyes and prayed for the best. Then she felt her toes get exposed and the moment of truth was here. “Hehehehe come on guys….please be gentle with my feet. Please don’t tickle them.” she pleaded.
“She sure sounds scared hehehehehe” Ann laughed. She could see the soles of those feet and felt her heart race. She had seen those feet plenty of times over the course of the school year because Cheyenne loved to be barefoot in her room, but now they were exposed and helpless. She really wanted to play with those feet, and this was her chance. She then placed the palms of her hands on the bottoms of the feet, and she could feel how warm they were. They were also very soft and after listening to those helpless giggles, these were highly sensitive feet. “I am barely touching you! Hehehehe stop giggling!” Ann teased.
“I hehehehehe can’t help it! Your hands are tickling meeeeeehehehehehehehehe” Cheyenne giggled as the palms moved slightly on her feet. She had already been tickled, so her sensitivity was already on high alert. She scrunched her toes and tried to hold in her laughter, but it was no use. Then she felt fingers starting to press into her feet and a ticklish shockwave rocked her body. “hehehehe it tickles!!! It tickles!!!” she laughed.
Ann couldn’t help but laugh at Cheyenne’s reaction as she touched the feet. She loved how her fingers sank into that pillowy sole and the reactions she was getting got her very excited. She watched as her fingers pressed into the arches and she heard a very cute squeal. That made her chuckle to herself as she knew she was not trying to do the technique Cheyenne did with her, she was definitely trying to make it tickle her. The feet started to flail more, and she figured she could use some assistance. She knew that if she worked on one foot, she could hold it still, so she could work her fingers into these very ticklish feet. She looked over at Molly who was already smiling. “Hey Molly, how about you work on her right foot, and I work on the left. Let’s make sure we do the technique right. Hehehe” she told her.
“Ok!!” Molly said with enthusiasm. She knelt down by the right foot and placed the top of the foot in her left hand, so she could use her right hand to work the sole. She could feel the foot trying to get away, and she had to move quicker. She placed her thumb right in the middle of the sole and pressed into it. She loved the way the skin felt and how her thumb sank into that thick flesh. “Hey Cheyenne, am I doing it right? Hehehe” she teased.
Cheyenne felt that thumb in her right arch and she went crazy. It really tickled a lot and then she felt fingers pressing into her left sole. Now both feet were tickled and she started to thrash her upperbody around. “HAHAHAHAHAHA THAT TICKLES!!! YOU’RE BOTH HAHAHAHA DOING IT WRONG!!!” she screamed.
“Oh really? Hmmmmm maybe I should do it this way….” Ann teased then started to lightly flutter her fingertips up and down the vulnerable sole. She heard a very loud ticklish squeal and watched those pudgy toes clench together. Her fingers started to pitter patter from the ball of the foot, through the arch and off the heel, only to come right back down from the heel, into the arch and lingered on the ball of the foot. “I guess pressing into your foot is not working. Maybe a very light touch is better. Hehehe” she teased.
Molly saw how Ann’s fingers were fluttering up and down the sole and she decided she should do the same. She loved the sound of that hysterical laughter and found tickling Cheyenne’s feet a lot of fun. The way the foot was desperately trying to get away from her hand really amused her. She looked over at Ann’s face and could see how much fun she was having. “This is fun! Hehehehe Are we doing it correctly now?” she asked.
“HAHAHAHAHAHA NOOOOOOOOOOO HAHAHAHAHAHAHA YOU’RE NOT!!!! YOU’RE TICKLING HEHEHEHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA MY FEET!!!” Cheyenne screamed. She could feel those fingers fluttering up and down her soles and those huge ticklish shockwaves overwhelmed her body. She thrashed her head around, her long black hair flying about, and she was slamming her fists on her bed. She felt those fingers sliding along the outside edge of her right foot and fingers dangerously close to her toes. She prayed that they would have some mercy on her feet. She let out another ticklish squeal as fingers were on her arch at the same time on both feet. “HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA MERCY!!! MERCY!!!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA” she screamed.
Penelope watched with excitement as she saw those fingers tickling Cheyenne’s soles. She thought it was the cutest laughter and listening to Molly and Ann taunting was just as fun. She sat back in her chair and just enjoyed watching those tiny, thick soled feet get tickled all over. She even thought of a suggestion. “Hey, are her toes ticklish?” she asked.
Ann heard Penelope’s question, and she paused her tickling for a moment. She looked over at her and could see how amused she was. She figured this would be a good time to start to get her involved. “I don’t know. That is a good question. How about you find out for us?” she asked with a huge smile.
Penelope was surprised over the invitation, and she felt really nervous. They were about to allow her to tickle Cheyenne’s toes. She always wanted to do it, even when she was trying to torture the young woman, but this was different. Everyone in the room knew her past dealing with all of them, but now they were welcoming her to join them in their fun. That invitation meant the world to her, and she slowly got up from her chair. She made her way over to the bed and could see those helpless soles. She looked at both Ann and Molly’s faces and they had smiles. “Are you sure I can play with her toes?” she asked sheepishly.
“Yes!!! We need to know if her toes are ticklish, and since we have her soles, we need an extra pair of hands to find out!” Ann teased.
Cheyenne rested her head on the pillow as the tickling of her feet had paused. She was breathing heavily and felt her body temperature rising. She then heard them talk about her toes and invited Penelope to touch them. That sent a chill through her spine as all parts of her sensitive feet were about to be touched. She tried to twist her body around to get free, but with Ann sitting on her knees, she was helpless. “Hehehehehe don’t!!! Don’t touch my toes!! Hehehehe Come on you guys, please leave my feet alone!” she begged.
Penelope knelt down and now she could see those tiny feet right before her. Ann and Molly still held onto the feet, and those tiny thick toes were scrunched hard. She felt really nervous because for the first time she was going to play with Cheyenne’s feet after that horrendous ordeal earlier in the school year. It was as though it was a new beginning for her and some new friends. She reached forward and placed her fingers on the toes and started to squeeze them. She heard the cutest squeal and now she saw those fingers fluttering up and down the bottoms of the feet by Molly and Ann. “hehehehe I think she has ticklish toes.” she joked.
Cheyenne’s eyes bugged out as she felt those very strong fingers on her toes and those very light touches on the bottoms of her feet. The sensations were very strong, and she squealed and screamed in hysterical laughter. Even though she was losing all sense of control, she also felt happiness within her body. This was a fun time with her friends, even if they were tormenting her at the moment. She closed her eyes for a moment and just absorbed everything. The tickling was bad, but it wasn’t like the events of the past. This was a fun time and even in her mind’s chaos at the moment, she was already thinking one day she would get revenge. Cheyenne’s eyes popped open when she felt Penelope’s fingers getting in between her toes, which was always a horrible tickle spot. She could feel fingers softly stroking the heel of her right foot, and fingers scurrying rapidly on the arch of her left foot. She begged and pleaded, but the tickling continued.
Ann was getting lost in the tickling and loved the way her fingers kept moving across the sole. She could see Penelope really digging in between the toes and Molly was playing with the heel of the other foot. She started to get a little emotional because this was the last night she would see this group together until school started again in the fall. She wondered what new adventures they would have and how much they would grow as a group. She then heard Cheyenne going into silent laughter and figured she better stop tickling. She didn’t really want to torture her. She just wanted to have some fun. “hahaha Ok girls, we can leave her feet alone. I think she learned a valuable lesson. Hehehe” she joked.
Molly let go of the foot and she clapped her hands. This entire time tickling Cheyenne was very fun, and she was happy that it happened. She saw Penelope pull her fingers out of the toes and then Ann started to get off of Cheyenne’s body. She then looked at her best friend. She was lying on her bed, her head resting on it, and she could hear those residual giggles. She absolutely adored her, and she wanted to thank her for making this school year the best year of her entire life. She was also very honored and excited that she would see Cheyenne in the summer, and they would take a trip to Texas to visit Phoebe Wellington and all of Cheyenne’s friends. This was going to be, without a doubt, the best summer of her entire life. Molly was also looking forward to the next school year. She entered this school year alone and had no friends. Now, she had 3 others, including a new one that was a tormentor of hers. She didn’t know how her relationship with Penelope was going to turn out, but she was curious about what would happen. She seemed really sincere, and she wanted to give her the benefit of the doubt. She surely was going to miss Ann. Even though Ann would also spend time with her other friends, whenever she hung around them, it was always a good time, especially the way she would always joke around. It was a great group, and she felt loved. Her hands then gave a gentle pat on the bottom of the right foot and she smiled. “Are you ok?” she asked.
Cheyenne felt the pat on the bottom of her foot, which made her jump a little. She kept giggling and then she started to slowly turn around and get on her back. She stared at the ceiling for a moment and took a deep breath. She then slowly sat up on her bed and looked at the guilty smiles on Molly’s, Ann’s and Penelope’s faces. They all looked like they got away with something, and she smiled. “You guys are……so evil and mean and heartless! My poor feet and body will never be the same! Hehehehe but, you are also the very best friends anyone could ever have. Even though you just tortured me, thank you for making this school year a success for me. I will never forget all the memories we had together. I love you all. I hope next school year will be even better. Thank you…” she told them, her voice cracking with emotion.
Molly smiled when she heard what was said and she nodded her head. It was the greatest school year she ever had. She then looked over at Ann and Penelope and smiled. “Yes, I want to thank all of you too. When this school year started, I had no friends. I was so alone. But now, I have all of you. I cannot wait until next school year. I think we will have even more fun. I think we should tickle Cheyenne more too! Hehehe” she joked, then winked at Cheyenne.
“What? Et tu, Molly, et tu?” Cheyenne joked. She then stood up slowly and reached her arms out. She wanted to hug them all as they prepared to depart for the summer. They all came together, and they had a group hug. They were giggling among each other, and she could feel the love. The hug broke and they started to laugh and smile. “Ok, let’s go get dinner. I am going to eat extra since you all tortured me! hehehe” she giggled.
“You deserved it and next year……I am REALLY going to get you. Hahahahahaha” Ann laughed evilly as she then headed out of the room.
Cheyenne could only giggle as she heard that evil laugh. She sat down on her bed and started to put her shoes and socks back on, so she could go get dinner. She saw Penelope leave the room and waited in the hallway. She looked up at Molly and saw her smiling. “Hehehe did you have fun tickling my feet too?” she laughed.
“Yes I did! Hehehe It was fun. I hoped you weren’t tortured too much. You are really ticklish all over! hehehe” Molly responded.
“It was pretty bad, but I know you guys were just having fun. I am glad you had fun, even though I was going crazy! Hehe” Cheyenne giggled. She finished tying her last shoe and then stood up. She looked around her room and knew this was the last night she would be in this very spot. It provided so many fond memories and she would always remember it. She then looked over at Molly and nodded her head. “Come on, let’s go have some dinner. Then when summer comes, we will have the best time ever, Molly! I think you will really like my friends. I think this will be a summer neither of us will ever forget!” she told her, then walked out of the room and closed the door.
END
Ok fans, how did you like this final chapter and the series as a whole? I hope you enjoyed learning more about our favorite outlaw! Phase 4 is designed to be one long continuing story. The next series is "The Heiress 2: A coming storm". That one will focus on Phoebe Wellington and Bessie Johnson. It is about 8 parts long, so it should be a very good read. Thank you all for coming on this journey. There is much more to come. I can see this particular phase ending by June 2025, so we have a LONG way to go. Your comments and energy continue to motivate me and there should be some good stuff coming. Thank you all for being such great fans.
Cheyenne, Molly and La Diabla will all return in The Heiress 2: A coming storm
POST CREDITS SCENE:
Soundtrack song for this scene: Sigrid "Everybody knows" https://www.youtube. com/watch?v=oTgpTdEHOmE (delete space)
A woman started to head up the walkway to a very large house. It was evening time and she could still feel the warm air. She walked carefully and had her eyes peeled for anyone that might be watching her. She wasn’t familiar with this country and had to be extra careful. She was a little tired but remained focused on her mission. Mexico was a nice country but could also be very dangerous. She wore her black cloak, with her hood on. She did get suspicious looks from people, and she was ready to fight at a moment’s notice if she had to. She found the house she was looking for when she asked for directions from some passersby. Some of them seemed to be afraid and even warned her to be careful. She thought about what her employer told her. The woman of the house was a bit aggressive, but she should be excited to see her. When she made it to the front door, she noticed two burly men approaching. They were armed and she knew it would be a tough fight if she had to draw her own weapon.
“Can we help you?” one of the men asked.
“Yes, I am here to see the lady of the house. She has been expecting me.” the woman replied.
“Your name?” the second man asked in a very strong voice.
“Sylvia. Sylvia Cartier. Priscilla Montenegro has been expecting me.” Sylvia answered. She saw one of the men nod his head and then entered inside the house. She did find it interesting that Priscilla had guards at her house, but it also made sense. Christos Andino, her employer, told her that Priscilla and her husband were growing with power in this area and had to protect themselves more. The background she got on Priscilla was interesting to her. Even though her husband was a very feared man, who operated a large criminal gang, it was also Priscilla that seemed to strike fear in everyone. Christos told her that Priscilla was the type of woman that would sell her own mother into sex slavery if it meant it would make her more powerful. The man that went into the house returned and he nodded his head.
“You can go in.” he told her gruffly.
Sylvia lowered her hood and smiled. She opened the door and walked inside. She could see the lavish decorations and found it appealing. She then saw a maid approaching her and she smiled. “Hello, I am looking for Priscilla Montenegro.” she told her.
“Right this way. Welcome to the Montenegro home.” the maid said, then motioned her hand for Sylvia to follow.
Sylvia walked through the hallway and kept her eyes peeled. If Priscilla and her husband were gangsters, they could easily betray her and try to get her into sex slavery. She never trusted anyone and always had to be cautious. She entered into a room, and then saw a tall, blond woman standing before her. She was wearing a black dress, with long black leather boots. Her dirty blond hair was tied back into a ponytail and her neckline was exposed. She thought she was beautiful, but she could feel the cold personality. “You must be Priscila Montenegro.” she said, then extended her hand.
“You must be Sylvia Cartier! Nice to finally meet you! Christos told me that you would be helping me in my new business venture. Come in, sit down. Would you like a drink?” Priscilla asked with a smile. She saw how pretty Sylvia was and it amazed her that this woman was capable of killing people for a living. She had gotten a letter from Christos telling her about the woman and she knew she had to be careful. If this woman was a trained assassin, she didn’t want to upset her. She wondered if she was like Thalia Laskaris. She went over to the bar inside the room and started to open a bottle of alcohol. She poured herself a glass and then looked at Sylvia.
“No thank you. Thanks for offering.” Sylvia responded. She could tell Priscilla was going to be friendly in this meeting. In fact, she seemed very eager to discuss business. That made her laugh inside because it reminded her of a woman who desperately sought to be more powerful than they really were.
Priscilla took a sip of her drink, then went over to a chair. She sat down and crossed her right leg over her left. She leaned back and prepared herself to discuss business. She looked at Sylvia and hoped she could make a personal connection with her. “So, again thank you for coming. I am looking forward to starting this business relationship with Christos Andino. I know he has an insatiable appetite for sex slaves. I want to supply him with an endless amount, and to make lots of money for both of us. I want to get back into the game. After what happened to me in California, I have been wanting to get back to business. My former partner is in prison, so I need someone like Christos to help me.” she told her.
“I understand. Christos told me that he is excited about this venture. So, from what I am told, you will operate that actual trafficking ring, and he will primarily finance it. I understand you want it to be in the United States. Why? Why not have it here in Mexico?” Sylvia asked. She knew Priscilla was a wanted fugitive in the United States, so it seemed weird that she would want to operate another illegal trafficking ring there instead of Mexico.
“Well, the US has lots of great places to hide these rings. I also want to use the Untied States because of revenge. You see, I haven’t forgotten my loss in California. It was devastating to me. I even lost a friend of mine there. I also want to get back at the woman who ended my ring. Deputy Darby Reeves. That bitch arrested me and blew up the business. Now, of course she had help from a woman I truly hate. I don’t know where that bitch is, but Darby? Oh, I know where she is. In fact, I want the ring to be set up in Texas. I eventually want her to be a part of the sex trafficking ring.” Priscilla explained. She always thought about Darby and how she managed to ruin her business. She also remembered La Diabla, but that was more of a personal rivalry. That was sheer hatred, but she didn’t think she was the cause of ending her trafficking ring, because the outlaw committed many crimes as well.
"Fair enough. Ok, we will do Texas. From my understanding, Christos has a contact within the United States and near Plotsville. I am to meet her and buy a plot of land for this venture, correct?” Sylvia asked.
“Yes! I am very happy Christos has a contact there. So, when shall we begin?” Priscilla asked with excitement.
“Haha as soon as this meeting is over. I will go meet this contact, purchase the land, then notify you. I am also understanding that you will not be at the facility too often. I understand. We can’t have you captured.” Sylvia said with a smile. She liked the plan that was made and now it was a matter of executing the plan.
“Yes, I can’t be there myself. I do plan to sneak in one day to see it, but I have to be really careful. I miss my friend Gloria Wellington, but don’t want to be in prison with her.” Priscilla replied. She did miss her business partner but was glad that she was in prison and not her.
“Ok, I will leave for Texas tonight. Oh, by the way, when the business is up and running, who will control the sex slaves? I am just here to help kidnap some and set the business up. I am also here to bring Darby back to Christos. I won’t be a guard or enforcer going forward.” Sylvia told her. She did not want to be like Helga, Svetlana or Thalia. She always wanted to take jobs across the world and not get stuck being a sex slave babysitter.
“I will take care of that. I will find some women to handle them once everything is up and running. By the way, do you know Thalia Laskaris? Do you know Helga and Svetlana? They were so impressive!” Priscilla asked. She loved working with those three women and hoped she could find another group like that.
“Yes, they are my dear friends. In fact, that is why I am excited about this mission. I want to get revenge for them. I still can’t believe Darby defeated them. I am truly going to enjoy destroying her.” Sylvia said, then stood up. She was ready for action and felt her anger rising just thinking about Darby.
Priscilla stood up and smiled. She could hear the determination in Sylvia’s voice and that truly excited her. “Well, good luck. Please, notify me once each phase is complete. I will work on getting guards for the facility and also who to kidnap. I know clients like a variety, so I will get that part set up. That’s what my role was last time. Thank you, Sylvia. It has been a pleasure meeting you and I look forward to working with you. Have safe travels.” she told her, then shook her hand.
“Yes, we will be in contact. Nice meeting you, Priscilla. We will be in touch.” Sylvia said, then shook the hand. She then nodded her head and headed out of the room. She walked next to Priscilla and could tell this woman was very excited to work with her. She could sense this woman had no morals or compassion at all, and that was very important for the line of work they were about to do. She made it to the door and walked outside. She placed her hood over her head and walked away into the night. It was time to get this mission started.
Priscilla closed the front door, and she smiled. Her long-awaited revenge was about to happen, and she couldn’t be more excited. She liked Sylvia and could tell she was that cold blooded individual who could get things done. She rubbed her hands together and walked away. “Revenge will be mine! Darby Reeves, you will PAY for Santa Selena. And if your little bitch girlfriend shows up, I will truly make her suffer more than she could ever imagine….hehehehehe” she told herself, then laughed evilly.
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PART 6
Cheyenne sat in her seat on the train and looked out the window. She could barely see the scenery since it was nighttime. Her mind was a million miles away as this was a very tough journey for her. All she could think about was the danger her father was in. She knew one day he would be with the gods, but this was too soon. She figured she would be an old lady herself when he would leave the Earth. She thought back to when she was a little girl, and her father would hoist her onto his shoulders and walk around the tribe. She would be so excited as she was riding her “horse”. He was a tall man, so she would be high in the air, waving at everyone. She thought about the times when he would hold her in his arms whenever there was thunder and lightning. She would be so scared, but being in his strong arms would make her feel safe. Cheyenne started to think of these memories and her eyes filled with tears again. There was some hope as he was still alive, but his life was in danger. She just could not hold back, and the tears started to fall again.
La Diabla sat next to Cheyenne on the train, to her left. She looked over at her friend and could see how lost in her thoughts she was. She then saw the tears falling from her eyes and it broke her heart. She reached over with her right hand and grabbed Cheyenne’s left hand. She wanted to comfort her at this very traumatic moment. “Hey, hang in there Cheyenne. It will be ok.” she whispered to her.
Cheyenne turned her head to the left and looked at La Diabla’s face. She could see how emotional she was and could feel her warm hand holding hers. She truly appreciated her trying to comfort her and that made the tears fall more. “Thank you….” she whispered back. She then turned her head and looked out the window again. She began to get anxious because the train was moving too slowly for her. She wanted to be back home immediately and see her ailing father.
Molly sat directly across from Cheyenne as she was next to the window of the train. All she could think about was the pain her best friend was in. She knew that if her own father was about to die, it would absolutely devastate her. Her mother passed away a long time ago, and she remembered how much that hurt. Her father was the only family she had. She saw those tears falling from Cheyenne’s face and it made her start to cry as well. She looked over and saw La Diabla holding Cheyenne’s hand. She wanted to hug her friend and wished she could somehow make things better.
Ann sat directly across from La Diabla, and her eyes were locked onto Cheyenne’s face. She knew she had to be hurting. She also realized that this was the first time she was returning to the region where she was held against her will and could have possibly been sold as a sex slave. She thought about those days, and how it was Cheyenne that helped comfort her after that entire ordeal was over. She never knew anyone that was so kind and loving as Cheyenne and to see her in such emotional pain deeply saddened her. She really prayed that her father would be ok because if he passed, Cheyenne would be absolutely devastated.
Penelope sat behind the group in the next group of seats. There were 4 seats to an aisle on this train, and she was directly behind Ann. She had other passengers close to her. The fortunate thing was since it was night, there weren’t as many passengers which was a good thing. Because it allowed their group to console Cheyenne without a lot of people wondering what was happening. She closed her eyes for a moment and thought about how she was part of this group and going to Cheyenne’s home. It had been quite an emotional day for her. She was attacked and tortured by a gang of tickling girls. She was stripped naked and forced to orgasm. She also lost her friend this day as Pam vowed revenge against her. Then she received forgiveness from the girls and that meant everything to her. Now, one of the sweetest human beings she ever met was about to lose her father. Penelope was desperately trying to keep her own emotions in check because she wanted to be strong for Cheyenne just in case.
After what seemed like an eternity for Cheyenne, the train slowed down and arrived at the station. The group disembarked from the train and made it over to a waiting carriage. The driver of the carriage was Father Robert who waited for La Diabla to return with Cheyenne. He saw the group of girls arriving and it surprised him. He only expected two women, but now there were five. He saw Cheyenne and his heart went out to her as he saw that very sad face. He loved Cheyenne’s loving spirit and when he heard Chief Wambli was on the verge of death, he wanted to comfort everyone, especially the princess of the tribe. He approached her and hugged her tightly. “Shikoba, good to see you. I am so sorry we had to bring you from school.” he told her.
Cheyenne felt the embrace of Father Robert and more tears fell out from her eyes. This man was always the greatest person to chat and interact with. He taught her so many things and he was the one who started her journey to even wanting to go to a school. She loved being around him and right now was a moment she was happy he was there. He would sometimes counsel her whenever she felt emotional about something in life. He was such a good man and feeling this hug helped her. “Thank you….I am glad you did. I….I….” she tried to say.
“You don’t have to say anything my child. Let’s get you home. I can see you brought your friends?” Father Robert asked.
“Yes, these are my friends from school. That is Molly, Ann and Penelope. They wanted to come with me. I hope you don’t mind” Cheyenne introduced as she broke the hug and wiped her eyes.
“Of course not. They are welcome to come. I have a big enough carriage. Nice to meet you all. Come, let’s get to the Elu tribe.” Father Robert directed.
La Diabla helped escort Cheyenne’s friends to the carriage, and they all got in. Penelope ended up sitting next to Father Robert as he drove the carriage. She sat next to Cheyenne inside the cabin and wrapped her arms around her. She knew once they arrived at the tribe, it was going to be really emotional. The carriage started to take off and it seemed like forever to get to the tribe. Everyone stayed quiet inside the cabin, and she would sometimes lean over and kiss Cheyenne on the side of her head. She loved this woman to death, and knowing she was in deep pain really bothered her.
Cheyenne was doing her best to keep it together as the carriage traveled down the route to her home. Her mind was racing, and she kept thinking about her father. She hated he was suffering and prayed to the gods he would be ok. The carriage then slowed down and came to a stop. They had made it to the Elu tribe. Father Robert opened the door to the carriage, and she was the first to get out of it. She could see her fellow tribesmen standing there looking at her. They all had sad looks on their faces, and then she saw her best friend Aleshanee approaching.
“Shikoba!!! Oh, my friend, I am so sorry.” Aleshanee exclaimed as she wrapped her arms around her best friend and hugged her tightly. It was a very emotional time for her as Chief Wambli treated her like family. To see him ailing crushed her and she was going to lose it.
“Thank you, Aleshanee. I want to see my father….” Cheyenne responded, desperately not trying to sob loudly.
“Yes, of course. Come with me…..” Aleshanee told her in a soft voice, then took her hand and started to walk to the Chief Wambli’s wigwam.
La Diabla saw Cheyenne being led away and then she looked at Cheyenne’s school friends. She could see the emotions on their faces and appreciated them. “Ok, she is about to go see her father. I will lead you to the wigwam, but you can stay outside. Thank you for being here. She might need all of us. Come….” she instructed and then motioned her hand to follow her.
Cheyenne felt her legs getting heavy and her chest was pounding. This was the moment of truth. She could see the tears on the faces of her fellow tribes folk and knew she was going to see something she never wanted to see. She made it to the wigwam and opened the flaps. Her heart was pounding, and her eyes went wide when she looked inside. She could see her father lying there on his bedding. He looked incredibly weak, and his eyes were closed. He was sweating a lot and appeared near death. Elder Hozho was dabbing his forehead with water, trying to cool him off. Her eyes then saw her mother next to him, holding his left hand and crying. That was all it took for her to crack and she started balling in tears. She then started to run towards her father to be by his side. “FATHER!!! NOOOOOOOO!!! NOOOOOO!!!!” she wailed.
Isi looked up and saw her daughter running towards her. That made her cry because she could hear that deep sadness in her daughter’s voice. This entire moment was devastating for her as she loved her husband with everything she had. “Shikoba! My child!” she exclaimed.
Cheyenne got to her father’s ailing body and fell to her knees. He looked like death was imminent and that tore her soul out of her body. She heard her mother’s voice, but she could not pull her eyes away from her father’s face. She then lunged down and wrapped her arms around his torso and laid her head onto his chest. She could feel his body temperature being high and she felt his life leaving his body. “NOOOOOOOO!!! NOOOOOOO!!! FATHER DON’T LEAVE US!!!! DON’T LEAVE ME!!!!” she screamed.
La Diabla made it into the wigwam and witnessed the scene before her. She could see the sadness on Elder Hozho’s face and could see Isi weeping as well. But she started to cry when she heard Cheyenne wailing away. She could hear the sheer emotional devastation in that voice and knew her friend was destroyed.
“Father…..I love you. I love you so much. Please, don’t leave me. DON’T LEAVE ME!!! PLEASE DON’T LEAVE ME!!! I love you! I LOVE YOU!!! NOOOOOOO!!!” Cheyenne wailed. Her heart was smashed as she looked at the body and she couldn’t stop crying. She saw her mother crying even harder and she hugged her father’s body tight.
“Shikoba…..Shikoba…..child, it is time…” Elder Hozho tried to say as he saw Cheyenne wailing away in pure agony. He knew the time was close and had to prepare for the last rites. He nodded his head towards La Diabla and Aleshanee to help pull her away.
La Diabla started to walk towards where Cheyenne was, and her legs felt like jelly. This was so painful, and she knew she had to take a hysterical Cheyenne away so her father could pass. She made it to her, and she and Aleshanee grabbed her arms and slowly pulled her away. “Cheyenne, come. Come with me.” she said softly.
“NOOOOO!!!! FATHER!!!! NOT MY FATHER!!!! I LOVE YOU!!!! I LOVE YOU!!! I NEED YOU!!!! I NEED YOU!!! NO! NO NO NO NO!!!! please no….” Cheyenne exploded into deep sadness. She felt herself being taken away from the scene and her heart was breaking. She had never felt pain like this before and she was an emotional wreck. Somewhere in her mind, she knew that whenever someone was going to pass, Elder Hozho would start to prepare the body, and the family would be taken away. As she was being pulled away, she saw other tribal women taking Isi away as well. It meant that her father was not going to make it through the night.
La Diabla could barely see through her own tears as she guided Cheyenne away from the scene. She left the wigwam holding a hysterical Cheyenne and saw her school friends standing there. She could see them all in shock and they had tears on their faces. She then walked with Cheyenne and took her to her teepee where she stayed as well. Once she got into the teepee, she and Aleshanee guided this crying woman to her bedding. Once she got there, she carefully sat down and then she felt Cheyenne hugging her. She was crying so hard and could hear that pain in her ear. She held onto her tightly and let her cry her heart out. Her own face was covered with tears as this moment was crushing. She then felt Aleshanee hugging them and they both tried to comfort Cheyenne as best as they could. “I am so sorry, Cheyenne. I love you….I love you so much.” she whispered.
“I love you Shikoba….I love you…” Aleshanee whispered as she held onto Cheyenne and La Diabla. Seeing her best friend in so much pain devastated her, and she cried very hard.
“Why? Why does he have to die?? No…..noooooooooooo sob he can’t die!! I can’t lose him…” Cheyenne wept. The pain in her heart was intense and she just let out all of her tears. There would be no consoling her as this was the most devastating thing in her entire life.
Molly stood outside the teepee with Ann and Penelope, and she removed her glasses. Her tears were coming out like buckets as her best friend was in so much pain. She desperately wanted to comfort her, but right now was not the time. She looked over at Ann and Penelope and could see how emotional they were as well. “This is so sad. I can’t believe this is happening….” she told them.
“I am so sad for her. Listen to her. Oh my goodness, I can’t stop crying…..” Ann responded. Hearing Cheyenne’s pain really got to her. She wanted to go hug her and comfort a woman that knew nothing but love.
“Poor Cheyenne…..” Penelope said. The entire scene was so emotional and hearing all the crying and the pain made her cry a lot. She didn’t know Cheyenne that well but could tell just how much of an impact she made in other people’s lives.
An hour passed and Cheyenne sat on her bedding, and she had both La Diabla and Aleshanee next to her. La Diabla on her right, and Aleshanee on her left. She was still emotional and tried her best to compose herself. The thought of her father passing away was just too much for her to handle. She was very grateful these two were with her in her time of need. She then took a deep breath and tried to speak. After crying for the better part of the hour, she wanted to thank them for being there with her. “Thank you both….Thank you both for being here. I….I don’t want my father to die.” she said in a very soft voice.
“Cheyenne, no need for thanks at all. We are your family, and we love you. Your pain is our pain. We love Wambli too.” La Diabla told her. She gave a small kiss on the right cheek of Cheyenne.
“Yes, he was like a second father to me. We love him very much and we love you.” Aleshanee told her.
“Is he…..is he gone?” Cheyenne bravely asked. She wanted to know if her father had passed away already.
“We haven’t heard anything. So, he is still alive.” La Diabla told her. She knew once Wambli passed, there would be notification.
“I can’t lose my father. I……I just can’t. I love him so much…..” Cheyenne murmured. She was still trying to compose herself, but the more she thought about her father, she started to let tears fall.
“I know Cheyenne, and he loved you more than you could possibly imagine.” La Diabla told her. She felt an extra pain in her body as she knew what Cheyenne was feeling like. She started to remember when her own father passed away. That moment changed her life forever from that point forward and it caused such regret. “I…I know how you feel.” she said in a soft tone.
Cheyenne turned her head and looked at her dear friend. She remembered when La Diabla mentioned when her father passed away when she was a child. She started to feel her pain because she did know what she was currently experiencing. “I am so sorry you lost your father. I can feel your pain. I am so sorry Qalataqa. I know it must have hurt you so much.” she said in a sympathetic tone of voice.
La Diabla could start to feel her emotions building as her mind went back to that fateful day. The pain she tried to bury very deep within her soul was starting to rise up again and her mind started to think about what happened. She looked over at Cheyenne and saw that very sad face. She could see how much pain she was in about the possibility of losing her father. She figured it might be good to talk about her own trauma and hoped that it could prepare Cheyenne for the worst-case scenario. “Yes, it did hurt me so much. Do you want to hear about it?” she asked.
Cheyenne could hear that tone in La Diabla’s voice and knew her friend was getting emotional. She started to think La Diabla wanted to discuss this part of her past, so she wanted to help comfort her too. “If you want to tell me, I will listen.” she replied softly.
La Diabla felt the lump in her throat as she got ready to tell a story about the worst pain she ever received in her life. Her eyes started to water, but she held back the tears. “Well, I was 10 years old when it all happened. My father…..oh, he was the best father a little girl could ever have. His name was Bradley Hunt. He served in the Union during the Civil War. He was a handsome man. He joined the army and was stationed near Texas. He fought in many battles before the Civil War started, mainly against the Mexican armies. Well, one day, he met this woman near the border of Mexico. He thought she was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen. He told me…..it was love at first sight.” she began and then a small smile formed on her face.
Cheyenne felt herself getting emotional as she listened to this story. La Diabla had only told her bits and pieces about her past, but this was going to be a very personal story, so she made sure she was close to her friend and comforted her. Even with her own pain, she wanted to make sure the outlaw was ok. “Your mother? I remember you telling me some things about her. I bet she was very beautiful.” she said softly.
La Diabla looked into Cheyenne’s wet eyes, and she smiled. She always loved talking about her mother and this was going to be the good part of her story. “Yes, it was my mother. They fell in love quickly, and from what I am told, their love was very strong. Now, he couldn’t marry her because she was Mexican and not from the United States. It didn’t stop them from seeing each other though. He was from Massachusetts, near the city of Salem. That’s where I got my name from actually.” she continued.
Cheyenne’s eyes opened wide when she heard that fact about La Diabla. She was starting to get caught up in this story and listened with eager ears. “How nice….so that’s how you got your name.” she said in a quiet voice.
“Yes….they were so in love. Then my mother got pregnant with me, and they kept it secret for a while. He still had to serve in the army, but when I was born, I was told it was the greatest moment of both of their lives. We stayed in a little house near the border. My mother raised me when my father went off to fight in the Civil War, so I didn’t see him much. But whenever he did visit, it was the best time ever. He would play with me. He would teach me things like reading and writing in English. I looked up to him. He was brave. He was strong. He could toss me above his head and catch me. Hehe I remember how much I would laugh. My mother would yell at him to not throw me around, but it was our special time together. He would tell me that I would grow up and become the most beautiful woman in the world.” La Diabla said, then her tears started to fall as she recalled her memories with her father.
“That’s so beautiful. He sounds like an amazing father.” Cheyenne told her. She could see the emotion on La Diabla’s face and could tell how much she loved her father.
“He truly was. When the Civil War ended, he settled down with us in another home near the border. I remember this time when he helped me pick flowers for my mother as a surprise. I will never forget the look on my mother’s face when we presented those flowers to her. She called us the greatest loves of her entire life. Cheyenne, it was one of my greatest memories. Because a week later….I’m sorry.” La Diabla started to say then paused as a tear fell from her eye.
Cheyenne gulped as she could tell the emotion was about to shift. She saw that tear fall and her heart started to hurt for her friend. “It’s ok Qalataqa, take your time.” she said in a comforting voice.
“I’m ok….I think. Hehe….” La Diabla tried to laugh as she prepared herself for this horrible memory of hers. She looked over at Cheyenne and then realized that Aleshanee was also listening to this story. She could see the look on her face. She didn’t like talking about personal things, but she figured this was a moment to open up and help Cheyenne. “….it was a week after that memory, that my father had to go help the army with something in another town. He had to take the train to a faraway town. He had done this before, so we weren’t concerned. Then, a few days later…..a man approached our home. He was wearing formal military clothing. He had a very sad look on his face. My mother answered the door and when she saw him, she started to cry. She knew what this man’s job was and she lost it. I heard my mother’s cries, and I wondered what was happening. That’s when we were told my father passed away in a train accident. The train had left the tracks and crashed into a ravine, killing everyone on board….including my father….” she said, then the tears fell from her face.
Cheyenne gasped in horror as she heard the details of the story. She started to let her tears fall as she knew La Diabla was in great pain. Her heart was breaking for her, and she wanted to comfort her. “Oh my goodness…..” she said in shock.
Aleshanee listened to this story, and she got emotional. She was happy she was allowed to hear this story and felt terrible about what happened to La Diabla’s father. “I am so sorry to hear that, Qalataqa.” she said in a hushed voice.
La Diabla took a moment to collect herself and wipe her eyes. She then started to breathe heavily as her mind went back to that fateful day. “I was crushed. My entire world came crumbling down at that very moment. I heard my mother’s cries, and I screamed hysterically. My hero. My father was taken from us, and I would never see him again. It absolutely devastated us. I was never the same since that day. I withdrew from people, and I just wanted to be around my mother. I had so much anger in me. My little heart was broken and as I got older, I started to bury my good emotions. That’s how I ended up doing all those evil deeds. I look back on that very dark time and it still hurts me. It hurts so much Cheyenne, so I do know how you feel right now. I really do…..” she continued, then started to break down even more.
Cheyenne let her tears fall freely as she heard that story. The story was heartbreaking, and she could see how La Diabla ended up becoming, La Diabla. She was touched that she opened up to her like that and showed her heart. She then reached her arms around La Diabla and hugged her. “I’m sorry….I am so sorry for losing your father….” she whispered into her ear.
La Diabla felt that hug and it felt very good at that moment. She was supposed to be comforting Cheyenne, but she was receiving it instead. She thought about her father and looked up to the heavens. She missed him so much and she wished she could talk to him again. She then thought about Cheyenne’s current situation, and she had to help her. “Thank you. I love you, Cheyenne. The difference will be that your father will be ok. You have to believe that.” she whispered.
“I can’t lose him!!! I don’t want to lose my father….I love him. I love him so much…..” Cheyenne responded, then started to sob heavily again.
“I know you do. We won’t have the same fate. Your father will live. I just feel it in my soul. Keep praying and believing.” La Diabla said to her softly. She then saw Aleshanee maneuver her way over and soon they were all in a group hug.
“I love you both. I am so sorry for what happened to both of you. I believe Chief Wambli will be ok.” Aleshanee whispered into the group hug. Her emotions overflowed as she knew how much pain Cheyenne was in, but after hearing La Diabla’s tragic story, she just wanted to comfort them both.
Cheyenne continued to cry as the thought of her father passing was destroying her. She truly loved La Diabla opening up like that and how even through the worst pain La Diabla received, the outlaw still said her father would live and avoid the same fate. “Thank you both….” she cried.
La Diabla felt the love in the group hug and just sat there with Cheyenne and let her cry for a moment. She wanted to give her hope. She wanted Cheyenne to avoid the trauma she experienced as a small child. That moment changed her life forever due to all that pain. She ended up becoming a vicious outlaw and terrorized the Southwest United States and Mexico. She knew Cheyenne wouldn’t turn out that way, but it would change this amazing young woman’s life forever. The hug lasted for another 10 minutes and then it broke. She looked at Cheyenne and could tell she was trying to be strong. “Hey, do you believe your father will be ok?” she asked her.
Cheyenne looked over at La Diabla and nodded her head as she wiped her very wet eyes. It was a very difficult thing to do, but she wanted to try and stay strong and believe. “Yes, I think I do. It is so hard because he looked so sick. It hurts, it really hurts.” she responded.
“I know…..hey, I will be right back. I want to make sure your friends are ok. You stay here and let Aleshanee help you, ok?” La Diabla told her. She saw Cheyenne nod her head and she then stood up. She knew it was getting late and the tribe had 3 visitors still here. She left the teepee and saw Molly, Penelope and Ann standing there. She could see the look of concern on their faces, and she approached them. “Sorry for having all of you stand around. As you can imagine, it is a very difficult time right now.” she told them.
“We understand. Is Cheyenne, ok? Can we see her?” Molly asked. Her heart was smashed after seeing her best friend in such emotional pain. She wanted to hug her and comfort her.
“Yeah, we can do that. But first, let me find out where all of you will stay for the night. The trains are not running anymore, and I want to make sure you are all comfortable.” La Diabla told the group.
“Thank you, Qalataqa. You don’t have to give us much. We just want to make sure Cheyenne will be ok as well as everyone else.” Molly responded.
La Diabla nodded her head and then led the group away. She talked to a few of the tribal elders, and it was determined they could stay in the same “guest teepee” the tribe would reserve for the folks at the nearby Mission. Father Robert would be staying in that teepee, but he agreed they could stay with him for the night. After giving them some instructions, she faced the group and smiled. “Ok, you can all stay in there and you should be comfortable. Let’s go see Cheyenne before we turn in for the night.” she informed.
“Thank you….We appreciate the kindness.” Molly replied. She then followed La Diabla back towards Cheyenne’s teepee. She could feel the emotion in the air as she passed by other members of the tribe. It was very possible their leader could pass away and it was sad. She always hoped one day to come visit the Elu tribe because Cheyenne would describe her home as an amazing place. She just wished her first time didn’t have to be tragic. As she got closer to the teepee, she started to feel herself wanting to cry. She had never seen Cheyenne in that kind of pain, and she just wanted to be there for her. They made it to the teepee, and she saw La Diabla motioned for them to go in. Once she entered, she could see Cheyenne laying in her bedding, her back towards the entrance way and her face towards the “wall” of the teepee. Aleshanee was next to her, and she could hear that soft crying. Her eyes could see the bottoms of Cheyenne’s moccasins as her legs were bent at the knee. What really got to her was the soft crying she could hear. Molly went over to the bedding area and knelt down. She could see Cheyenne’s body moving as she was still crying. She reached her hand forward and patted her left shoulder. “Cheyenne, I am so sorry you are going through this. I want you to know that I love you. I love you so much and I hurt along with you. I am here for you.” she told her.
Cheyenne could feel Molly’s hand on her left shoulder and heard those very kind words. She was still crying and didn’t want her friends to see her very sad face. Her heart felt so much love for them, as they travelled down to the Elu tribe to be with her. “I love you too Molly. Thank you…I’m sorry….I’m so sorry for not being a good host.” she apologized.
Molly saw Penelope and Ann crouch down next to her and she heard Cheyenne’s words. Even in her pain, she was still trying to be a happy host. She let a tear fall from her eye again and she gave the shoulder a gentle squeeze. “We understand. We are praying your father will be ok. We will be here for you. Try to think positive, ok? We will see you tomorrow.” she told her.
“Thank you….” Cheyenne said. She wanted to hug them all, but at the moment, she just wanted to lie there.
La Diabla came over to the three friends and nodded her head. It was late and it was time for people to try and rest. She led them over to their guest teepee and wished them a good night. Then she headed back to the teepee she shared with Cheyenne. When she entered, she could still hear that soft crying. She walked over to the bed area and laid down next to Cheyenne. Aleshanee was also there and all three were in the same bed. She wanted to make sure Cheyenne did not feel alone at the moment. As she closed her eyes, she thought back to the moment her father died. That pain was out again, but she had to control it, so she could be strong for Cheyenne. She remembered Elder Hozho indicating that whatever disease the Wambli got was a strong one, and most likely, the great chief would pass away through the night. Isi was staying with her husband just in case. They had to remove Cheyenne from the scene because she was hysterical and if Wambli passed away, the young woman would be crushed forever. La Diabla thought tomorrow was going to be the toughest day in her life. She would have to help a young woman overcome the greatest pain imaginable.
THE NEXT MORNING
La Diabla awakened as she heard a noise. Her eyes slowly opened, and she started to come out of her daze as the sound was very quiet but audible enough to know what it was. It was Cheyenne who was softly crying. That got her emotional as she knew the poor young woman probably didn’t sleep at all as she was worried about her ailing father. She lifted her head high enough and moved over so she could see the side of Cheyenne’s face. She could see how tear stained the cheek was and she could see her eyes shut, with tears still falling and her lips were quivering. That got her eyes misty, and she wanted to comfort her so badly. “Cheyenne, are you alright? Did you sleep?” she whispered.
Cheyenne paused her crying for a moment and heard that soft voice. She kept her eyes closed and she wanted to calm herself a little so she could respond. “No….I didn’t sleep….I can’t stop thinking about my father.” she said, her voice cracking with pain.
La Diabla then embraced her friend as she heard that response. She wished there was something she could do, but it was understandable why Cheyenne was a wreck. She knew today was going to be really tough. Not only would it crush Cheyenne and her mother Isi, but the entire tribe as well. After spending nearly a year with the tribe, she could see just how much the people of the Elu tribe loved their Chief. He was strong. He was fair. He was very benevolent. The tribe would never be the same once he passed. “I’m sorry baby….I’m so sorry.” she whispered as she rubbed Cheyenne’s arm softly.
“Why does this have to happen? sob why does he have to die?” Cheyenne said, her voice now cracking with deep emotion and the tears started to come out again.
“I don’t know….I wish I could answer that, but I don’t know why. Hey, I am here for you. You are not alone. I love you, Cheyenne.” La Diabla told her as she heard those cries becoming heavier.
Aleshanee started to awaken as she heard the crying from Cheyenne. She opened her eyes as she was facing Cheyenne and she started to cry as she saw those heavy tears coming down and hearing those cries of agony. “Shikoba…..My friend, I am so sorry.” was all she could say.
La Diabla realized Aleshanee was awake and now she had help to try and console Cheyenne. She then lifted her body up and saw the prone bodies of Cheyenne and Aleshanee. She looked around and the light started to come out. She had no idea if Wambli made it through the night or not. She then got up out of the bed and figured she would try and get some news. “I will be right back. I want to see if anything happened.” she told the group.
“Ok, thank you….” Aleshanee told her. She watched as La Diabla left the teepee and she embraced her friend. “It’s ok Shikoba, it will be ok….I love you.” she whispered as she held onto Cheyenne.
La Diabla could see the tribal members milling around and she could sense the entire atmosphere was somber. She then looked over and saw Cheyenne’s school friends approaching her. They looked very sad, and she knew they were worried sick about their friend. She looked at Molly who had very red eyes behind those glasses. “Good morning. Are you guys, ok?” she asked the group.
“I don’t think any of us slept. I, we, are all so worried about her. Is there any news about her dad?” Ann asked.
“I am going to find out. Are you guys hungry or anything? I can find you some food.” La Diabla offered.
“Can we see Cheyenne?” Molly asked. She could not sleep at all, and she had a hard time thinking about how hurt her best friend in her entire life was.
“Sure….come, let’s go.” La Diabla responded. She figured the more Cheyenne’s friends were around, perhaps that would give her even greater comfort. She would lead them back to the teepee, then go to Wambli and Isi’s wigwam for some kind of update. It reminded her of when she was in the hospital in Santa Selena awaiting to hear about Darby’s fate. She hoped the same result would happen. It was the greatest sense of relief when she heard Darby survived. Now, she prayed the same for the Elu tribe. Once she made it back to the teepee, she let the girls in, and she followed.
Molly staggered over towards Cheyenne’s bed, and she heard those cries. That caused her to break down because her friend was still in great pain. She also knew that once the news was official of Wambli’s death, it would shatter Cheyenne’s world. There was nothing else she could think of but to help Cheyenne. She knelt down and softly rubbed Cheyenne’s leg. “I am here Cheyenne. We are all here….” she said softly.
La Diabla saw the school friends all next to Cheyenne and was happy they accompanied her. She then turned around and nearly ran into someone. It was Maiko, the tribe’s best warrior. “Whoa! Sorry!” she said.
“SHIKOBA!!!! COME QUICK!!! It’s Chief Wambli!!” Maiko shouted.
La Diabla was stunned as she heard the volume in his voice and feared the worst had just arrived. She looked towards Cheyenne and saw her turn her body around to face the warrior. “What is it? Is he? Is he?” she tried to ask.
“PRAISE THE GODS!!!! HE LIVES!!!! COME QUICK!!!” Maiko shouted. He had a huge smile on his face and felt great excitement.
Cheyenne shook her head for a moment, and then understood the words. She shot up straight from her laying position and her eyes went wide. She thought she heard Maiko say her father was alive. “What? What did you say?” she asked with some excitement in her voice.
“Chief Wambli!!! He is awake! He is alive!” Maiko shouted. He then motioned his hand for her to follow him.
“FATHER!!!!!” Cheyenne screamed as she got right up from her bed and blew past her friends and out of the teepee. She ran as fast as she could over to the wigwam and then went inside. She stood there in complete shock as she saw her father sitting upright, drinking something and her mother was next to him with a smile. Elder Hozho was near him and was touching his body to check on him. Her knees started to buckle, and her voice started to crack. “Father? You….you are ok?” she asked.
Wambli looked over and saw his daughter standing there. His heart overflowed with joy as his wife was with him, and now the most precious thing in his life was standing there with tears on her face. “Shikoba…..my daughter.” he said.
Cheyenne staggered over to the bed as she was overcome with a joy she never felt before. She got close to him, then fell to her knees and reached over. She wrapped her arms around his chest, and she broke out into hysterical cries of joy. “YOU’RE ALIVE!!! YOU’RE ALIVE!!!” she screamed.
Wambli felt his daughter’s embrace and that made him start to shed tears. Hearing his daughter’s voice was the greatest sound he ever heard. She gave Isi his bowl of soup and wrapped his arms around her. “Yes Shikoba, I am alive. Thank the gods, I am alive. I love you, my daughter.” he responded.
“Yes Shikoba, your father is alive. I am so grateful to the gods. He is still with us.” Isi said as she started to cry as her family was together again.
La Diabla and Aleshanee came into the wigwam and saw the scene before them. She was stunned to see Wanbli sitting upright and hugging his daughter, and his wife next to his side. She could hear the cries of joy, and she slowly walked over to Elder Hozho, who moved away from the family to let them enjoy their moment. “Elder, he made it through the night?” she asked.
Elder Hozho looked at La Diabla and smiled. He was very happy Chief Wambli made it through the night and this scene got him a little emotional. As the tribe’s medicine man, he always had to keep a stoic demeanor, but this scene was very beautiful. “Yes, he made it through the night. The fever broke and his strength is returning. It is a miracle. I gave him some medicine, but he was so very sick. I was preparing for his passing. He woke up and asked for Isi. It was very…..surreal.” he told her.
“This is fantastic news. It is a miracle. He did look at death’s door. I am……I am …….sorry, I am so happy right now.” La Diabla replied as she wiped tears from her eyes.
“I think his will to live was stronger than the disease. And….love. Look at them. That is love.” Elder Hozho pointed towards the family.
Cheyenne felt herself about to explode with joy as she felt so relieved, and so much love at the moment. She nearly lost her father and now he was alive and hugging her. She then looked up at his face and saw those tears in his eyes. “I am so happy right now…..You are alive. I love you, Father, I love you so much. I thought….I thought you were going to leave us.” she told him.
“My Shikoba…..” Wambli said as he heard those words. He then smiled a little and then looked over at Isi and could see those tears in her eyes. He loved that his family was here, and he smiled. “I thought I was going to pass. It was surreal. I was so sick, and all I thought of was preparing for the afterlife. This might sound crazy, but I did see a light at the end of the tunnel. I was headed that way, and I felt an incredible peace. I was going to join the gods and be at eternal peace. Then I looked over and I saw you, Isi. I saw your face and it was so sad. I was just about to step into that light, and I paused. Then I heard you Shikoba. I heard your voice. I heard you say that you need me. Once I heard that, I told the gods…….not yet.” he said, then tears fell from his eyes.
Cheyenne burst into joyful tears hearing his story. She felt her heart exploding with happiness as her father was going to be ok. She lowered her head back onto his chest and closed her eyes so she could feel his warmth. “I love you Father….I love you with all of my heart and soul. Thank you for being here with us. I never want you to leave….” she told him.
“I am not going anywhere, my child. I love you. You are the most precious thing and to you my wife, I love you with all of my heart. I never want to leave you.” Wambli said as she looked at Isi.
La Diabla couldn’t stop crying as she witnessed this entire scene. She felt so incredibly happy that Wambli was going to be ok and be with his family. She then left the wigwam as she started to hear cheers. The tribe had been informed of his recovery and she smiled. It was such an amazing moment. She looked around and she started to hear the drumbeats, and saw people hugging and dancing for joy. She saw Cheyenne’s friends and saw the look of surprise on their faces. She walked over to them to tell them what she saw. “Hey, as you can tell, Cheyenne’s father is alive and recovering. It looks like he will be ok.” she told them.
Molly started to jump up and down with joy, then hugged Ann. She felt so happy that Cheyenne’s father survived. She couldn’t believe she was part of this incredible moment and wished she could go see Cheyenne. “Hey, can we see her?” she asked.
“She will come out eventually. Hehehe Give them a moment. I also want to thank each of you for being here. Thank you for caring about her. I am sure she will appreciate it all.” La Diabla told the group.
Ann looked around the scene and seeing the members of the tribe so joyous was an incredible feeling. She felt so happy and couldn’t wait to see Cheyenne. “I am so happy. Wow, that was such a tense moment. I am so glad her father will be ok.” she said.
Penelope was in shock as she heard all the noises. She felt such a warm feeling as the love in the air was very palpable. It had been a very emotional time for her as she endured her own trauma, received forgiveness, heard distressing news, experienced heartbreak for Cheyenne and the others, now unadulterated joy as the great Chief was recovering. Her eyes saw the happiness of everyone. It got her very emotional and did everything she could to not cry. “This is absolutely incredible. There is so much love here…” she said softly.
“Come, let’s get some food. I am sure we will all see Cheyenne momentarily. Today will be a very good day.” La Diabla offered to the group. She then led them to an area where food was being served. She grabbed a plate for each of them and watched as they grabbed some food. She did feel a sense of joy knowing that friends from Cheyenne’s school were here with her. How much they seemed to love Cheyenne. That was one worry she always had when Cheyenne was at school. Would she make friends. She knew how infectious Cheyenne’s kind spirit was, and when she read her letters about her friends, it was always entertaining. Now she could put faces to names, and it was good to meet these people in person. She led them over to a spot and sat down so they could eat. She figured it would be a good time to get to know them a little more. La Diabla was especially curious about Penelope as she remembered that name from a letter. There was a conflict and wanted to know the story of how she managed to accompany Cheyenne to her home. The conversation started and she could see how warm and friendly they each were. She laughed when they told a funny story about Cheyenne and her penchant for reading books. “Yeah, that does sound like Cheyenne…..hehehe” she giggled after hearing the story.
Cheyenne felt very good inside her soul as she spent time with her recovering father and her mother. They were all together, happy and talking about joyous things together. She hadn’t spent time with her family since her spring break from school. Even though this was a terrible reason for her to come back to her tribe at this moment, it was also one of the best moments of her life. Seeing her father laughing and appearing to be regaining strength felt amazing. She could feel the love between them all and she would sometimes tear up as she just enjoyed the moment. Hours had passed by, and she just couldn’t stop telling them stories of school, and they were telling her all about the stories happening within the Elu tribe. Then there was a pause in their family conversation, and she sighed. “Father, Mother, I just want to tell you that I love you both so much. I am so happy right now. It just feels good to be home.” she told them.
“It is so good to see you, my daughter. You and your mother saved me. I love you both more than words could ever describe. I do know you have to go back to school soon.” Wambli responded.
“I don’t want to go back. I just want to be here right now. I want to make sure you will be ok. That is the most important thing to me right now. When I saw you last night, I thought you were going to die. I was so scared…..I was so scared.” Cheyenne told him as she remembered how ill Wambli looked.
“My daughter, Shikoba. You have to go back to school. You have what? Two weeks left? I want you to finish school.” Wambli told her. He could see the look of fear in her eyes, and he understood why she was feeling that way. But he knew she would have to finish what she started. It was time for her to be strong and no matter what happens in life, to embrace it and move forward.
“I rather be here. I don’t want to leave you ever again…” Cheyenne told him with her voice cracking. The fear of going away to school and not being here with her family started to frighten her.
“Oh Shikoba, your father and I will be here. You have two weeks left. Go back to your school and finish.” Isi told her daughter. She knew Cheyenne had to finish her school year. It was important to everyone that she finished because she was representing their tribe in the English world. She wanted her daughter to make an impact in the world, which could help their tribe in the future.
“Yes, listen to your mother. You have two weeks left, right? I want you to finish your school year. That is your life now. Being here with us every day is not your destiny. You were meant to go to that school. So, go back, finish, then you return to us. We have lots of time to be around each other before you go back in the fall.” Wambli told Cheyenne as he leaned forward and kissed her forehead.
Cheyenne felt that warm kiss on her forehead and she understood what they were trying to tell her. She was becoming a woman and had to forge her own path at this point in her life. She knew going to this school was so important to her and the rest of her people. She looked at her parents’ faces and smiled. “Ok, I will go back. I just wanted to be here with you. I never want to lose any of you. I will come back in two weeks.” she smiled.
“Yes, and we look forward to you being here for the summer season. I do want you to promise me one thing….” Wambli told her as her wrapped his arms around Cheyenne and hugged her. He loved feeling his daughter’s body across his chest as he could feel the love she had inside her for him. “…I want you to get all As on your finals. I know you are intelligent, Shikoba, and we know you can accomplish that. Make me and your mother proud.” he said softly.
Cheyenne couldn’t help but let some tears fall as she heard those words from her father. She smiled at him and then at her mother. “I promise….I will get those As for you. I am going to study really hard and make you proud.” she told them as another tear fell down her face.
“We know you will. We have no doubts…” Isi smiled. She then leaned over and kissed her daughter on the forehead.
La Diabla approached the wigwam and saw some of the “guards” near the home. She smiled at them and moved inside the wigwam. She looked over at the royal family and smiled. They were having a group hug and having a good time. It warmed her heart to see this as she truly adored this family. She made her way to the group and then knelt down. “Good morning, Chief. Good to see you alive and recovering. You had us going there for a moment.” she smiled.
“Qalataqa! So good to see you and thank you for your well wishes. Thank you for bringing Shikoba here. This special young woman saved me. She and her mother.” Wambli said and smiled at her.
“It was the least I could do. I am very happy you are still here with us.” La Diabla replied and nodded her head. She wanted to see how they were doing because several hours had passed and Cheyenne still had friends at the tribe. “I just wanted to let Shikoba know that her friends want to see her. I hate to interrupt, but they are kind of anxious to see her.” she said with a sheepish grin.
Cheyenne lifted her head up and realized she completely forgot about her friends that accompanied her. She was so wrapped up in her moment with her parents, nothing else existed. She felt bad as she knew she had these guests at her tribe, and she wasn’t hosting them. “Oh my goodness! I feel so bad! I forgot about them! Bring them in here! I want them to see me and introduce them to my family.” she instructed.
“Your friends are here? Yes, bring them in here! I want to meet them. I just know them from Shikoba’s letters. Hehe Now I can put a face to their names.” Wambli laughed. He was anxious to see the people involved in Cheyenne’s new world.
La Diabla smiled as she heard Cheyenne’s and Wambli’s response. She then got up and went to the door of the wigwam and motioned her hand. Soon, Molly, Ann and Penelope all entered the wigwam, and she escorted them to the bed area. “Chief Wambli, these are Cheyenne’s friends from school. They accompanied us back here as they wanted to support Shikoba in her time of need.” she introduced.
“Father, Mother, these are my friends! That is Molly, that is Ann and that is Penelope! They came with me because they were scared for you too! They are amazing people.” Cheyenne told her father with pride. She could see their faces and they looked very happy to be in this moment. She then stood up and went to hug each of them. This was the moment to introduce them to her family. “Guys, these are my parents, Chief Wambli and Isi. The best parents anyone could ever have!” she said with joy.
“So, all of you are Cheyenne’s friends! It is so wonderful to see all of you! Sorry you had to visit our tribe because I got sick, and I thank each of you for supporting my daughter. It means the world to me that she has such caring friends!” Wambli told them. He was very happy to see these ladies from Cheyenne’s school. He looked at Molly and smiled. She was the one person his daughter wrote about the most, so he was excited to finally meet her. “So, you are Molly? I have heard so many great things about you. Welcome to the Elu tribe.” he told her.
“Thank you. It is so nice to meet you. Cheyenne would talk about you and your wife all the time! I am so happy that you are better. We were all worried about you and we are very happy you are ok.” Molly responded. She felt honored to be in this moment with this great family.
“Oh, she has? That’s Cheyenne for you. Hahaha she is the best daughter anyone could ever have.” Wambli responded, using his daughter’s English name for the sake of her friends. He then spoke with each of the friends, and they were all engaged in a friendly conversation. They spoke for about 15 minutes exchanging pleasantries and he enjoyed their presence. “You should have seen her! She was walking around with no bottoms on! Everyone was trying to chase her, but those little legs of hers were strong and could move so fast! Hahahahaha she was the cutest baby ever.” he laughed as he told a story about Cheyenne when she was a very small child.
“FATHER!!!!!! Do you have to tell that story to everyone?” Cheyenne said feeling embarrassed as everyone was laughing as he told that story. She shook her head as she knew her father loved doing this to her in front of new friends.
“I am sorry Shikoba. Hahahaha it was a funny story!” Wambli laughed. He finished telling a few more stories about Cheyenne and then he paused. He knew these young ladies didn’t want to spend all of their time with him. “Thank you again ladies for being here for my daughter. It soothes my soul knowing she is with such good people. You can stay here for the night if you like. You are welcomed here.” he offered.
“Thank you for that, but we do have to go back to school. We are happy that you are ok, and Cheyenne is feeling better. We will let you have your family time. We just wanted to come say goodbye to Cheyenne and will see her at school.” Molly informed. She and the others discussed with each other that they would go back to the school and let Cheyenne be with her family.
“You guys are leaving? I’m sorry. I will go back tomorrow, so if you want to stay, you can.” Cheyenne told them. She wanted to spend the one more night with her family and then return back to school.
“You be with your family, Cheyenne. We will be ok. See you back at school.” Molly said. She then saw Cheyenne stand up and approach them. She then felt a very strong hug from her best friend, and she felt her emotions rising. She knew how much love was in this embrace and she enjoyed it. “See you soon.” she whispered in her ear and gave her a small kiss on the cheek.
“I love all of you so much right now. You have no idea what it means to me that you are here. I will be back tomorrow. Please, have a safe trip back. I can’t wait to see all of you again.” Cheyenne told the group as she finished hugging Ann and Penelope. She then saw La Diabla escorting her friends out of the wigwam as they were going back to school. She then approached her family again and got right back into their friendly and loving banter. She made a vow in her mind that she would get all As on her finals to honor her father. That would mean more to her than to herself. Making her parents very proud of her achievements.
La Diabla made it to the train station with Molly, Ann, Penelope and Father Robert. She was very happy Cheyenne had such great friends. They got out of the carriage, and she escorted them to the train area. Before they boarded, she wanted to talk to them for a moment. “I want to thank each of you for coming down with us and being there for Cheyenne. I am sure it was difficult for you as it was for me. To see that young lady in so much pain hurts a lot. I want each of you to take care of yourselves and Cheyenne. Make sure she is safe. As you can see, she is very precious and means so much to that entire tribe. You are all wonderful people, and I hope to see you again very soon.” she told them.
Molly smiled as she heard those words from La Diabla. She then gave her a hug and smiled. She knew just how much Cheyenne adored this woman as she talked about her all the time. “Thank you. It was something we wanted to do because we love her so much too. Please be safe yourself. Cheyenne talks about you constantly and it was a pleasure to finally meet you. I hope to see you again soon one day.” she told her.
La Diabla smiled and then watched as the ladies boarded the train back to Los Angeles. She loved how close the group seemed to Cheyenne, and it made her smile. She really liked Molly, and did hope she could see her again soon. She then turned away and headed back to the carriage. It was time to go back to the Elu tribe with Father Robert and celebrate the recovery of Chief Wambli. It was a very joyous day.
FINALS WEEK
Cheyenne was walking back to her room after taking her English literature class final. It was the last final of her very first school year and she felt excitement in her body. Ever since returning back to school after her father nearly passed away, she felt more alive and happier. She was also very determined to fulfill the promise she made to her father to get all As on her finals. She enjoyed the last week of school and then prepared herself for the Finals. It was very quiet around the campus all week as the students were studying very hard. Her last Final was on a Thursday and finally, she was done. Cheyenne felt very confident she did get As on all her finals and could not wait for her report card to come in the mail. It would be delivered to the nearby Mission, since the Elu tribe did not receive mail at their tribal location. She wanted to show her parents and her tribe that she had a very successful first year of school and wanted to make them all proud.
Cheyenne made it back to her room, opened the door and looked inside. Her roommate Brenda had already left for the year. She graduated from school and would return only to get her diploma. She really liked Brenda being her roommate. She was hardly in the room, but whenever she was, they had the best conversations, and she also gave her some great advice on how to navigate the remaining years at school. She wished Brenda the best of luck and told her she was the best roommate she could have during her freshman year. Now it was time to relax and absorb everything that happened during her first year at school. As she waited for Molly, Ann and Penelope to arrive, she thought about how it was a miracle she even got to attend this school. She thought about the circumstances that led to her attending and she felt she had grown a lot during this last year of her life. She felt proud of herself as she overcame a lot of emotional events in the last year, ranging from getting kidnapped and tormented in Santa Selena, nearly killing a woman that was evil, coming to school and getting bullied by other women, meeting someone that was also in Santa Selena with her, meeting an amazing human being that became her best friend at the school, and then recently, dealing with the near passing of her beloved father. Cheyenne sat on her bed and looked around the room. This would be the last week she was in this room, and she would miss it. It would forever bring her memories and looked forward to where she might live in the Fall. “Wow, what a year. I am going to miss this room. I can’t wait to see what happens next year…..” she told herself, then heard a knock at the door.
“Hey Cheyenne, I am here!” Molly said outside the door. She was excited that her finals were all over and she wanted to be with her friend to celebrate finishing the school year together. She was also a little sad that she wouldn’t see Cheyenne for a few months as they were both going back home. Her heart fluttered a little as the door opened and she saw that familiar smile. “Hey!!! We did it!” she said with a huge smile, then hugged Cheyenne.
“Yes, we did it!!! We finished school!” Cheyenne shouted as she felt Molly’s warm embrace. She then released the hug and Molly walked inside. They were going to wait for Ann and Penelope to arrive and then go to dinner for the final time this school year. “I am SO relieved finals are over! We studied so hard!” she told her.
“Yes!! Wow, I finished my second year. I will be a junior in the fall!! It goes so quickly! Hehe” Molly giggled. She now looked forward to the next school year because it was already going to be a great year. Spending her sophomore year with Cheyenne was without a doubt her best year at the school and she wondered if she could see her in the summer, rather than the fall. She made it over to the bed where Cheyenne took a seat, and she was happy. “Did you like your first year here?” she asked.
“I loved it! It was amazing! Being in a school like this was the best experience in my life! But what made it really special was meeting someone that has the best heart, the best personality, the best human being.” Cheyenne told her. She wanted to express how much Molly meant to her. It made her first year an amazing experience.
“Who, Ann? Hehehehe” Molly joked.
“It is you silly!!! Hehehe” Cheyenne giggled. She loved how much Molly liked to joke. She then stood up and went over to her desk. There was a letter she received during the final week of school before Finals week. She then went back to her bed and smiled. “I got to tell you! I got a letter from my friend Phoebe Wellington! She is having this huge gathering at her mansion in Texas this summer. She invited me to go! I have never been there before! I am going to see her, my friend Bessie, and Darby! Plus, a lot of others that I have not met. Qalataqa was also invited! This is going to be so much fun! But I wanted to ask you something.” she told her.
“That sounds amazing!!! I remember you telling me about her and how she is the one paying for your school. She is a sweet lady! I hope I get to meet her one day. What do you want to ask me?” Molly replied.
“I am glad you said that, because I want to ask you…..” Cheyenne started then paused. She loved putting Molly in suspense for things and this was the last chance. She then giggled a little and continued. “….if you want to come along! Travel with me to Texas and meet all of my friends!” she requested.
Molly’s jaw dropped as she heard that invitation. She could see the excitement on Cheyenne’s face, and she felt humbled. No one had ever asked her to go places with them. She spent every summer alone at her father’s house and would only interact with him. Now her greatest friend was asking to go on an adventure with her for the summer. She wouldn’t have to wait till the fall, she could be around her in the summer. She would also meet more of Cheyenne’s friends. The more she was with Cheyenne, the more she realized just how big Cheyenne’s world was getting. It could mean her world could get bigger and that truly made her emotional. “Y-You want me to go with you?” she asked in shock.
“Yes! I think it would be great for us to have fun together in the summer! Think of the things we would see! We can see new places and I know my friends would LOVE to meet you! So, what do you say? Would you like to join me?” Cheyenne asked. She really hoped Molly would agree because it would give her a chance to see more of the world. It could really help Molly as a person, and it would be fun to see places she had never been to before.
“Sure!! I have never left California before and this sounds…..so perfect.” Molly responded. She then started to have her emotions flowing as her best friend really made her feel special. “Thank you, Cheyenne. Thank you for being the best friend a person could ever have. To go with you on this trip, it would be the greatest honor. Thank you.” she told her.
Cheyenne heard the emotion in Molly’s voice, and she smiled. She really liked the fact that Molly was now going to have some great life experiences. She then remembered something. The people she was going to meet were part of what happened in Santa Selena. She also knew that La Diabla’s identity could be exposed and also learn of things that she never told her. “I am so glad you accepted! Now, I do have to tell you. This trip will probably reveal some information that absolutely needs to remain private. Molly, you can’t tell ANYONE some of the things you will learn. I want you to stay open-minded, enjoy the trip and promise me you won’t tell anyone some of the things you may learn. Ok?” she warned.
Molly felt excited since Cheyenne was telling her that some information may be discussed in front of her. She knew Cheyenne was a victim of the sex trafficking ring in Santa Selena. She didn’t get all the details because Cheyenne kept it private. She figured she would learn a lot more and was very eager to be a part of this group of friends. “Yes, I promise you. I won’t tell anyone anything that should remain private. Do you trust me?” she asked.
“With my life….I trust you that much.” Cheyenne told her, then reached her hand forward and touched Molly’s. She was thrilled that she would go, and knew that there was a recent adventure that La Diabla and Darby were in. La Diabla had promised to give details, and she knew that it had to be a very dangerous adventure, and secrecy was going to be important, just like the events in Santa Selena. “I will write to you to give you details. Molly, I think this will be a summer we will NEVER forget!!! Hehehe” she told her.
“I can’t wait!!!!” Molly said with excitement. She then started to chat with Cheyenne a little bit, then heard a knock on the door. “That must be Ann!” she told her.
Cheyenne got up from her bed and went to her door. She opened the door and saw both Ann and Penelope. She was very thrilled to see them and invited them in. It was still a little strange that Penelope was around them more often. The entire school year, she tried to avoid the young woman since she and Molly had been bullied by her. But ever since that day she discovered her tied to a tree completely naked, she has been around her more often. Penelope started to join the trio for lunches and sometimes for dinner during the last week of school. She started to learn more about Penelope’s background. It was a pleasant conversation and Penelope seemed more open with the ladies. She talked about her own goals and desires and was very friendly and nice. Cheyenne never forgotten that Penelope was there for her during the most distressing moment of her life when they went to go see her at the time with her ailing father. It was still going to take some time, but she started to like being around her. Molly seemed more relaxed around her, so that really helped her own peace with a onetime bully. She watched as they took their places in the room, and she realized this might be the last time they were all together as a group. “Thank you everyone for coming! This was a very stressful week and we are…….FINISHED!!!” she said to the group.
“Yes!!!! I am so happy it is over! We don’t have to worry about homework, or books, or tests, or cafeteria food, or nuns walking around giving us dirty looks whenever we had fun. Hehehehe” Ann joked. She laid down on the bare bed of Cheyenne’s roommate.
“I can’t believe this year is already over. It was such an eventful year and now summer will be here. I am looking forward to going home, but I want to say something to all of you.” Penelope told the group. She felt very good about being with these other ladies. The past week felt incredible for her soul. With Pam, they had fun together, but it usually involved some kind of talk about berating someone else. With Cheyenne, Molly and Ann, there was just normal conversation and laughter. She was very appreciative they allowed her to be in this moment. “I just want to thank all of you for welcoming me to your little group. You are some of the sweetest women ever, and I am very grateful you want me around you. Thank you. I hope we can all have fun together next school year.” she said with some emotion in her voice.
Cheyenne walked over to Penelope who was sitting in the chair at her desk. She leaned down a little and gave her a hug. She wanted to thank this woman and let her know her recent thoughts. “Thank you, Penelope. We like the fact that you are here with us. We know that when we first met, it wasn’t on good terms. We didn’t like you much because you were mean to us. But you have shown how nice you really are, and we like having you here. Yes, we want you to be our friend next school year. I also want to thank you. Thank you for coming with me to my home to see my father. In fact, I want to say something to all of you….” she started to say as she turned around so she could address the entire group.
“What do you want to tell us?” Molly asked. She looked at Cheyenne’s face and could see some emotion in it. It didn’t look like sadness, it looked like she was very happy.
“I just want to thank each and every one of you for going with me two weeks ago. My father was very sick, and we all thought he was going to die. I was an emotional mess. My heart was breaking, and my world was being shattered. I am SO happy he got better. Seeing my father alive and recovering was the greatest joy in my life so far.” Cheyenne told them as she recounted what took place. She felt a little nervous talking to them because that topic was always so emotional for her. She took a deep breath as she wanted to get these words out. “I just wanted to say that I love each of you. You were there for me in my darkest moments. You were so supportive and caring. You really, really helped me during that moment. I am so appreciative of your friendship. This was my first school year and being away from my tribe was tough, but I really enjoyed being here. It is a miracle that I could attend this school, and you made my school year one of the greatest years of my life. I will never forget your kindness and your love. I guess I just want to say…..thank you.” she said.
“Awww…..We love you too. I know we all wanted to be there for you, and you made this year great for all of us too.” Molly said, then she stood up and went over to hug Cheyenne. She loved her best friend and looked forward to spending even more time with her.
Cheyenne smiled as she felt Molly’s hug. Then she saw both Ann and Penelope coming towards her and soon, they were in a group hug. This was her friendship group, and she knew they would be close to each other as the years moved forward. “You are all so beautiful….” she whispered.
The hug broke and they started to chat with each other. The weight of the school year was over and now they could be very silly and have fun. The residence hall was a little quieter as some students had left for the summer once their finals were over. Cheyenne planned to leave the following day, as well as the rest of the group, so this was their final night together. She knew she would see Molly again soon but would miss Ann and Penelope. During their banter, Cheyenne made a teasing joke about how Ann’s feet were dangling in the air because she was too short. It was funny looking at Ann pretending she was hurt. “hehehe I am just kidding! It just looks funny.” she told her.
“Well, you are short too! You always make fun of me! Bad Cheyenne! Hehehe” Ann laughed then stood up from the bed and moved towards Cheyenne who was sitting on her bed. She could see her laughing and looked at her white long-sleeved school shirt, black trousers and her black leather shoes. She approached her and got close to her. “My feet were dangling because of how I was sitting! Hehehe” she laughed.
Cheyenne kept giggling because Ann was now close to her. She loved how they would tease one another, and she reached forward and gave her a soft touch on the right cheek. “There, there little one. It will be ok. I was just teasing you.” she said in a very playful voice.
“Hmmm…..you are just the meanest woman around. You forgot something. I know something about you…..” Ann said, then had a devious smile. She thought about some of the reactions she got from Cheyenne in the past and since they were all acting very silly, she figured it would be a good time to make her friend jump.
“And what is that?” Cheyenne countered with a devious look on her face.
“You are…….ticklish!!!” Ann shouted, then reached her hands forward and started to squeeze Cheyenne’s ribs.
“EEEEEEEEEEPP!!” Cheyenne screamed as she felt those fingers squeezing her ribs. She remembered Ann would try to tickle her on occasions over the school year and it always made her go crazy. She immediately stood up and placed her arms around her midsection. She pretended to be hurt by the playful attack.
Ann felt a chill in her body as she loved that ticklish reaction. She didn’t know why, but the urge to pin Cheyenne down and tickle her started to grow. This was their last time together and figured she should get her while she could. She then lifted her fingers in the air and wiggled them towards her. “Hehehe that’s right! I am going to tickle you! You will have to apologize for the mischaracterization of my height! I am barely shorter than you!” she told her, referencing her 5’2” frame compared to Cheyenne’s 5’3” height.
“Which means you are still shorter than me, shortie!” Cheyenne told her, then stuck out her tongue. She had no idea why she said that, but she just felt like being silly.
“What? Oh, you mean Cheyenne!!! Oh hehehehehe I am going to get you for that.” Ann taunted back. She started to wiggle her fingers in a tickle threatening manner.
“I am shorter than both of you….” Molly said as she loved watching those two teasing each other. She was only 5’1” tall, and she felt the need to input a technicality in that conversation.
“But you are very cute. This one? Oh man, she is just a meanie!!!” Cheyenne teased, then stuck her tongue out at Ann again.
“That’s it!!! I am going to get you good!” Ann said as she moved closer to Cheyenne who was now starting to retreat from her.
Penelope sat in her chair and giggled to herself. She was enjoying watching Cheyenne and Ann teasing each other and now it looked like a tickle fight was about to happen. It seemed like such a fitting end to the school year, and she wanted to see how this all unfolded. She knew she could brag about her height being 5’7” tall, but instead wanted to watch how this moment would unfold.
“Hey!! Get away from me!!! hehehehe Don’t you dare put your claws on me!!” Cheyenne continued to tease. She then saw those hands lunge forward faster than she anticipated, and her sides were being squeezed! “HEY!!!! HEHEHEHEHE NOT FAIR!!! You hehehehehe are not supposed to tickle me!!!” she laughed.
“I am going to tickle you good!!!! Come here!!” Ann shouted as she managed to move her body close to Cheyenne and move her into a position to fall onto the bed. She felt those sides in her hands and listening to that sweet laughter made her laugh. Cheyenne had hunched over, then she shoved her onto the bed and got on top of her, laughing the entire time.
“Hey! She kicked me! hehehe” Molly said as she felt Cheyenne’s leg brush up against her as her friend was pushed onto the bed that she was sitting on.
“I’M SORRY!!! MOLLY!!! HEHEHEHEHE HELP ME!!! HEHEHEH ANN IS TRYING TO KILL MEEEEEEEE!!!! HEHEHEHEHEHE” Cheyenne screamed as she started to feel helpless. Ann was now on top of her, and she was on her back. The tickling sensations started to increase, and it didn’t seem like Ann was going to stop anytime soon.
“Kill you? Hehehehe Naw, I am not going to kill you…..” Ann teased as she continued to tickle those exposed sides. She was now sitting on top of Cheyenne’s upper legs and could feel that thrashing body beneath her. She felt such a thrill and she knew this would be the last time she would get this chance with Cheyenne until the fall when school started. “…..I am just going to tickle you!” she threatened.
Molly couldn’t help but laugh as she saw Ann on top of Cheyenne and tickling her. She loved these moments as there was joy in the air. She stood up from the bed as Cheyenne’s legs were still moving around quite a bit. She could see that look of laughter on Cheyenne’s face and could see how Ann’s hands were attacking the sides. She giggled to herself and wondered if she should intervene, or let Ann have her ticklish way with poor Cheyenne. “You two are so funny. Hehe” she giggled.
Penelope watched this event unfold and she was stunned. She could see how aggressive Ann was and she couldn’t help but laugh to herself. She loved watching these ladies interact with each other and she felt happy they let her into their group. She could hear that musical laughter filing the room and she looked at Molly. She wondered if she would join in. She would love to see them all tickling each other because it was a fun thing for them to do. She thought about how she tickled all three of them, but that was to torture them. That was done to break their wills and become submissive to them. Part of her started to feel guilty because she inflicted such emotional trauma on all three of them. She decided she was not going to tickle Cheyenne because it would probably make everyone very uncomfortable, and they would probably kick her out. Penelope really liked being around them and wanted to do whatever was in her power for them to like her back. She would love to tickle Cheyenne again, but she felt it was not the time.
Cheyenne continued to flail her arms and started to try and hit those tickling hands on her side. She wanted to curl up into a ball to protect herself, but with Ann sitting on her, she was more exposed. She looked at Ann’s face and saw that look of determination. She could see that smirk on her face, which only made the tickling sensations worse. She looked over at Molly and could see her staring at her. She laughed harder because Molly had such a big smile on her face. She wanted to appeal to her and hopefully she would rescue her. “MOLLY!!! HAHAHAHAHAHA MOLLY!!! SAVE ME!!! HAHAHAHAH SAAAAAAVVVVEEEEE MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!” she laughed.
Ann looked over at Molly as she saw Cheyenne looking at her and begging her to intervene. She laughed because the expression on Molly’s face was that of amusement. “Molly don’t help her! Let me take care of this…..MEAN….girl and make sure she never makes fun of anyone’s height ever again. You know, I never told you something….” she said in a sneaky voice.
Molly kept giggling to herself because Cheyenne kept thrashing all around and laughing herself silly. She looked over at Ann and had a puzzled look on her face. “Huh? You have something to tell me? What is it?” she asked.
“It is something Cheyenne said about you…..It was so mean, and soooooo devious. She may look innocent, but Cheyenne is a very naughty girl! Hehehehe” Ann joked. Her fingers continued to attack the sensitive sides, and she just loved that laughter coming from her friend.
Cheyenne heard Ann speaking with Molly and she shot a look of surprise back at Ann. Then she looked over at Molly. “HAHAHAHAHAHA I DIDN’T SAY AHAHAHAHA ANYTHING ABOUT YOU!!! HAHAHAHA HELP MEEEEEEEE!!!” she screamed in laughter.
“Is that so?” Molly replied. She then looked at that ticklish expression on Cheyenne’s face and she giggled to herself again. “What did she say?” she asked.
“Well….Cheyenne here said that Molly is so short, she could walk under her bed standing straight up. She said that because you are so short, she was going to jump on you and…..well…..tickle you!! hahahaha!” Ann laughed. She loved this game and wanted to recruit others to try and tickle Cheyenne silly.
“What? She did? That was mean! Heheheeheh Cheyenne…..how could you say that about me?” Molly teased. She wanted to burst into hysterical laughter, but wanted to try and keep a straight face so they could keep having fun.
“HAHAHAHAHAHA SHE’S LYING!!! SHE’S HAHAHAHAHAHHAA LYING!!!! I NEVER SAID THAT!!!!” Cheyenne roared. She looked back at Ann, and she had the goofiest look on her face. She felt those hands now squeezing into the hip pocket area and that really set her off. She started to thrash even harder, and her hands were desperately trying to push Ann’s hands off that spot. The sheer intensity of the sensation really got deep into her soul.
“Cross my heart…. Molly, Cheyenne has been plotting to tickle you. She told me that short people like you need a good tickling. She even tried to recruit me to help her!” Ann smiled. She could see that look of playfulness on Molly’s face and wanted to get her to help her torment, Cheyenne.
“HAHAHAHA NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!! HAHAHAHAHA SHE’S LYING!!! YOU LIAR!!!!!!” Cheyenne laughed as she heard what Ann said. She looked over at Molly and could see how she was pretending to be hurt over the accusation. “MOLLY!!! DON’T HAHAHAHAHAHA LISTEN TO HER!!!!” she begged.
“Cheyenne….I am so hurt to hear you were plotting against me. My heart….is breaking….” Molly said, then placed her hands over her chest and pretended to be hurt. She wanted to laugh, but she had to play her part. She then looked at Cheyenne and nodded her head. “Because you were plotting such cruel tortures to happen to me, I think it is fair if I help Ann. She is a good soul. She helped me learn about your evil plot. Ann? How can I help?” she asked.
“Hehehehe thank you, Molly!! Well, for starters, can you hold her arms? She is getting a little wild here and I need her arms to be held so I can tickle her silly.” Ann instructed. She started giggling to herself and pulled her hands away from Cheyenne’s hip pockets and watched as Molly came over to the bed.
Cheyenne felt some relief as the tickling finally stopped. Those squeezes on her hip areas really drove her wild and she felt that overwhelming feeling of ticklishness. Even though it drove her wild, she did find herself having fun. She loved these kinds of moments with her friends and knew it was their final time together until school started again. She then gasped as she felt her wrists getting grabbed and now being pulled over her head quickly. Her eyes looked up and she saw Molly’s face smiling back at her. She immediately tried to pull her arms free, but Molly had a firm grip on them. “MOLLY????? WHAT ARE YOU DOING?? DON’T HELP HER!!!” she yelled.
“You were plotting to do this to me, weren’t you? Well, I guess your plan was foiled you….you….meanie! hehehehe” Molly teased. She then sat on the bed and held Cheyenne’s arms, one to each of her own sides. Now, Cheyenne was stretched out and her upper body was very vulnerable. She could see the look of panic on Cheyenne’s face, and she laughed. “I love how scared you look. We are going to get you good!!!” she playfully threatened.
Cheyenne started to giggle a lot as she heard that threat from Molly. She once again tried to pull her arms free, but her friend had a very firm grip. She saw that look of silliness on Molly’s face, then she looked down and saw the look on Ann’s face. It had that devious look on it and she knew she was in a world of ticklish trouble. Her upper body was completely vulnerable to a tickle attack. “Ann?! Ann!!! Do NOT do what I think you are about to do!!! Hehehehe come on, please don’t do it!!!” she pleaded.
“Do what? Hehehehe” Ann said in a menacing tone. She looked all over that now exposed and vulnerable upperbody and wanted to think about where she wanted to tickle. Cheyenne was still wearing her white, long sleeved school shirt, and wondered if her stomach was ready for a good tickling. She then began to wiggle her fingers in the air and her hands started to descend towards the belly. “Looks like my fingers are coming for you! Hehehehe” she giggled.
Cheyenne’s eyes went wide as she saw those wiggling fingers in the air. She watched in horror as those hands were moving towards her body and she already started to laugh. “Hahahaha Ann!!! Come on!!! Don’t hahahahaha I am begging you!! Be nice to MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA” she roared as the fingers made contact with her stomach.
Penelope laughed as she watched this scene unfold. She loved how Molly got involved and the look on her face was of pure joy. Then she heard that hysterical laughter coming from Cheyenne and that amused her a lot. It was such a beautiful sound, and she loved how much fun they were having. It was such a surreal feeling. She remembered when Cheyenne was tickled, and that laughter was always beautiful. This was different because she liked her and loved how much fun everyone was having. This moment would be a great memory for her over the summer and she wanted to see them all just let loose and just enjoy each other. Her eyes then looked over and saw the soles of Cheyenne’s leather shoes. That got her excited and she hoped that Ann and Molly would tickle those tiny feet hiding inside those shoes.
Ann loved the way Cheyenne reacted as her fingers rubbed into the stomach area. She loved this feeling of dominance, and this moment was such a long time coming. Over the course of the school year, she managed to get some tickles in on Cheyenne, but they were always brief. She now had time to really give her a great tickle experience. Her fingers were dancing across the fabric of the shirt, and she looked up at that sweet face. She could see the mouth was wide open and that laughter was pouring out. She always adored Cheyenne’s very pretty face and seeing her laugh was always the best sight. “Someone has a VERY ticklish belly! Hehehehe Does it tickle? Is your tummy ticklish?” she taunted.
“HAHAHAHAHA YES!! HAHAHAHAHAHA STOP TICKLING MY TUMMY!!!!” Cheyenne screamed as she felt the fingers now doing a pitter patter motion on her stomach area. She felt really sensitive at the moment and even lighter touches were driving her wild. She also felt very vulnerable with her arms above her head and two friends were having their ticklish way with her. She tried again to pull herself free, but it was no use.
Molly could not stop giggling as she watched Ann’s fingers racing all over Cheyenne’s belly. She could feel her struggling to get her arms free, so she held on as tight as she could. There was always something fun about Cheyenne’s laughter. Whenever they would laugh over a joke or something they saw that was funny, that sweet laughter of her best friend always made her smile. Now she was watching her get her stomach tickled and that really amused her. “She is so ticklish! Hehehehe Having fun Cheyenne?” she asked.
Cheyenne heard Molly’s words, and she opened her eyes for a moment. Her friend’s face was upside down to her at the moment and she could see that look of absolute joy on that face. She always loved seeing Molly having a good time, even if it was at her own expense. She knew she had to try and appeal to her friend’s heart if she had any chance of getting free. “MOLLY!! HAHAHAHAHA SHE’S TICKLING ME BAD!!! HAHAHAHA GET HER!!! HAHAHAHA AVENGE MEEEEEEEEEEEEE HAHAHAHAHAHA!” she roared.
Ann paused her tickling for a moment as she heard that desperate pleading from Cheyenne. She started to laugh because it just sounded so hilarious to her. She took a moment to collect herself and looked at Cheyenne’s face. She could see her breathing hard and even a little sweat started to form. “Avenge you? Hehehehe You want Molly to go after me?” she asked.
Cheyenne giggled as she heard Ann speaking and she looked down towards her. She could see her laughing and that made her smile. She was still trying to collect her breath after the stomach tickling. “Yes…..I want….Molly to avenge me…..you are tickling me and I can’t get away!” she panted.
“You are SO silly! Molly, do you want to get vengeance for Cheyenne?” Ann asked with a playful look.
“Hmmmmmm…..should I? I mean, she was planning on tickling me, right? So, why should I help her? Hmmmm Cheyenne? Why should I avenge you when it is Ann over here avenging me?” Molly said. She then had a huge smile on her face as she was truly loving this little game they were playing.
“Hehehehehe because…. Deep down you love me, and Ann is trying to make me go crazy. Plus, she LIED!!!! I wasn’t trying to tickle you! You are my friend, and I love you very much….” Cheyenne told her. She then started to bat her eyes, doing anything to get Molly to be on her side.
“Why you fibber!!! Hehehehe Molly, Cheyenne is desperate. She is trying to make you forget the horrible things she said about you and her diabolical plot! I think you should try her underarms. She needs to be punished! Hahahaha” Ann told her. She saw Molly giggling and Cheyenne’s eyes were very wide with ticklish fear.
“Molly!! No!!! You can’t tickle me! Please….I love you. I love you so much.” Cheyenne pleaded. She knew if her armpits were also tickled, she was going to lose it.
“You know, I never really tickled armpits before. It does sound like fun….” Molly teased. The idea of tickling someone sounded very entertaining, and she maneuvered her hands towards the exposed armpit area. She wondered what it would feel like to tickle someone silly.
“Do it!!! Tickle her!!!” Ann shouted. She then started to drum her fingers up and down the belly again and immediately felt the stomach muscles contracting. She then heard that hysterical laughter and now she really got excited. It was such fun tickling this young woman and wanted to savor every moment of it.
Cheyenne exploded in laughter as she felt those fingers once again tickling her stomach area. Her stomach was very sensitive to tickling. She shut her eyes and tried to fend off those intense sensations running through her body. Then she felt another intense sensation as she felt something stroking her armpits. She looked up and saw that sadistic look on Molly’s face and that really got her going. “HAHAHAHAHA MOLLY???? NOOOOOOOOOO HAHAHAHAHA DON’T TICKLE ME TOOOOO!” she screamed.
Molly started to laugh as she heard that desperate sound coming from Cheyenne’s mouth. She stroked her fingers over the fabric of the shirt. Her fingers went to the center of the armpits and made small circles there. It absolutely amazed her how fun this was. She was making Cheyenne laugh hard just by tickling this area of her body. She had been a victim plenty of times, but now tickling someone else seemed like a lot of fun. Her eyes looked over to her right hand, which was tickling the right armpit. She saw the tips of her fingers sliding across the shirt and she could only imagine what would have happened if she touched the skin. She then looked over to her left hand and watched those fingers also tickling the center of the armpit. She heard a really loud squeal and that really cracked her up. “hehehe she sounds so funny!” she giggled.
Penelope could hear that laughter, and she just smiled and laughed. Watching both Molly and Ann have their ticklish way with Cheyenne provided a lot of amusement for her. She loved hearing their banter going back and forth and started to wonder what it would be like to tickle Cheyenne in a friendly manner. There was one occasion where she tickled her in a friendly atmosphere and that was when Cheyenne was helping her study that one night. Her own feet were worked on by Cheyenne, a technique the young woman wanted to do to help relieve her stress. It tickled her, but she did manage to touch Cheyenne’s feet in return. There were some ticklish moments during that time and now she imagined what it would be like if Molly and Ann got to those tiny feet. Her trance was broken when she heard a very loud ticklish snort coming from Cheyenne. “heheheheheehe” she giggled as she heard that snort.
Ann stopped tickling the stomach area when she heard that snort coming from Cheyenne. She had never heard it before from her and it really made her laugh. She could see that Molly also stopped tickling because that snort was very loud. “Hahahahahaha did you just snort?” she asked.
Cheyenne took a deep breath as the tickling stopped on her stomach and her armpits. She waited for the sensations to die down just a little so she could respond. She then started to blush as she realized she did in fact snort. She usually did not do that, but the tickling right now was so much fun, and the sensations were very strong, she couldn’t help it. She could hear both Ann and Molly laughing, and she felt a little embarrassed. “Why are you both laughing so hard? Hehehe” she asked.
“You snorted!!! Hahahaha it was soooooooo funny! It went like this…….snort!!!” Molly responded, then imitated the sound that Cheyenne made. That caused all three of them to laugh even harder.
“Hehehehehehe I didn’t sound like that…..” Cheyenne said, with shyness in her voice, then started to giggle.
“Yes, you did!!! It was sooooooooooo loud too! Hahahahahaha” Ann responded. She kept laughing and all three of them started to giggle uncontrollably. She started to laugh again when Molly imitated the sound again and she really lost control. “hahahahahahahahahaha that was hilarious!!! Cheyenne is a snorter!!” she teased.
Cheyenne started to laugh louder because her friends were laughing. She felt embarrassed, but at the same time, she was having so much fun. She was very grateful that they stopped tickling her, but now they were having additional fun at her expense. “Come on….it wasn’t that funny.” she said bashfully.
“Hehehehe yes, it was! Hehehehe” Molly laughed.
“I want to see if she does it again!! I got an idea!!!” Ann said with excitement in her voice. She then rubbed her hands together and then started to move her fingers towards the shirt. Her fingers then touched the bottom part of the shirt and started to pull it up, trying to get the shirt tails from inside the pants.
Cheyenne felt her shirt coming out of her pants and she looked towards her waist. She could see how excited Ann looked and wondered what she was going to do to her next. “Hey!! Hehehe what are you doing?” she asked.
“Just want to do something to you…..hehehehe” Ann teased. She remembered something done to her when she was a child and now, she wanted to see how Cheyenne would react to it. She was also anxious to expose the stomach area and could tickle that skin as well. Her hands managed to get the shirt up from inside the pants and now she started to go after the buttons. She had no plans to remove the actual shirt, just expose the stomach area.
“Hey!! Hehehe why are you unbuttoning my shirt?!” Cheyenne asked as she could feel the buttons coming undone. She tried to struggle but Ann was still sitting on her legs and Molly still had her arms. She could feel several buttons coming undone, and she realized her naked stomach was going to be exposed. It also meant that her very sensitive skin was going to be tickled. She remembered what Ann said about her snorting again. “Ann!!! Ann!!! Don’t you dare do what I think you are going to do!!!” she yelled.
Molly watched in amazement as she saw the shirt coming undone and soon, the bare belly of Cheyenne was exposed and that sent a surge of adrenaline through her body. She knew that stomach was going to be tickled again, and the laughter was going to be very loud. “Are you really going to make her snort again?” she asked.
“Yep!! This is going to be fun!!!! Oooh, look at that tummy! You have the cutest tummy, Cheyenne!!” Ann teased as she opened the shirt flaps to expose the stomach. She stopped unbuttoning the shirt when it was close to Cheyenne’s chest. She did not want to expose her bra because that would really embarrass her. This was about fun, not about humiliation. Her eyes could see how smooth that stomach was, and she already knew how sensitive it was.
Cheyenne was getting very nervous, and she started to twitch. She could feel the air on her belly and knew Ann was going to really tickle her there. She tried to squirm around again and tightened her stomach muscles for their impending torment. She started to giggle nervously as she saw those fingers once again headed towards her stomach. This caused her to laugh already and ticklish panic set in. “Ann!! Hehehehehe Ann!!! Don’t tickle my tummy!!! Please!! Hehehehe don’t do it!!! DON’T DO IT!!! NOOOOOOOOHHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA” she exploded in laughter as the fingers started to run all over that skin.
Ann laughed as she heard that ticklish panic in Cheyenne’s voice. She loved how soft the skin was, and her fingers slid down from the chest area below the buttoned shirt, then right down the belly, and she made sure she touched the navel. That seemed to really drive Cheyenne crazy, and her fingers kept making those sweeping touches. She then looked at Molly who was laughing and she nodded her head. “Tickle her armpits again. Hehehehe Let’s hear her snort!” she said.
Molly couldn’t help but love that very ticklish laughter of Cheyenne. She saw how Ann’s fingers were stroking up and down the belly and especially around that bellybutton. She then heard Ann’s instructions, and she maneuvered her hands once again to the armpits and started to scurry her fingers across the pits. Even though the shirt still covered them, they were still very responsive. She looked down at that pretty face of Cheyenne and saw how her mouth was opened and the laughter just poured out. She could see her eyes being shut and could see her skin turning red, even on her complexion. “Hehehe kitchy kitchy koo!” she teased.
Cheyenne heard those teasing words from Molly and that seemed to amplify the ticklish feelings. Those fingers scurrying in her armpits were devastating and she just laughed. Then she felt those fingers still stroking across her stomach and she desperately tried to kick her legs, but it was no use. She opened her eyes again and could see the looks of joy on both Molly’s and Ann’s faces. They were having a lot of fun tickling her and she felt so trapped. She heard them saying they wanted her to snort again, and she did not want that to happen again. She had no idea why she snorted before, but she did not want them to keep making fun of her if she did it again. “HAHAHAHAHAHA PLEASE!!! MERCY!!! I LOVE YOU HAHAHAHAHAHA I LOVE YOU!!!” she begged.
“Awww…..and we love you too! Tickle tickle tickle!” Ann replied. She loved her fingers touching the very sensitive skin. She then moved the tips of her fingers closer to the sides and across the rib area. That really made Cheyenne scream, and she couldn’t help but laugh herself. She could also see Molly’s fingers just scurrying around on those armpits and wondered how long it would take to make Cheyenne snort again. She then placed her fingers into the navel and saw those beautiful eyes open wide and could tell the ticklish electricity must have been tearing her up. Ann always loved how beautiful Cheyenne looked. She had such a crush on her, and she wanted to be closer to her. She did have desires to make out with her and possibly have sex with her. It was difficult for her to not just jump on Cheyenne and touch her in all her places. They were friends and she had to make sure she kept that friendship. She then slowed down her fingers and winked at Molly. “Hey Molly, she is not snorting! But I have an idea that just might do the trick.” she said with a slight giggle in her voice.
“Really? What will you do?” Molly asked. She was really curious and wondered what Ann was up to next. In a way, she was very grateful it wasn’t her getting tickled. She knew she would break really fast to these two.
“Watch this…..” Ann said. She then slid her body down Cheyenne’s legs and placed her butt right at the ankles and she leaned down. Her chest was now resting on Cheyenne’s legs and her face was right by the stomach. She felt excitement in her body as she knew this next move was going to drive her friend insane. “I used to have this happen to me when I was little. Now, it will happen to Cheyenne!” she said with joy.
Cheyenne took a moment to try and catch her breath after the tickling assault on her stomach and her armpits. Her chest was heaving up and down, trying to bring in precious oxygen. As she tried to recover, she could feel Ann sliding down her legs and she looked towards her belly. She started to giggle because she could see Ann’s face right by her stomach and she had the goofiest look on her face. “Heheheh what are you doing? Why are you looking at me like that? What are you going to do to me, you mean old lady? Hehehehe” she giggled.
“Mean? Old lady??? I am the same age as YOU! Hehehehe You are so funny!” Ann retorted. She then lowered her head, and her lips were really close to Cheyenne’s stomach. She then looked into her eyes and had an evil grin. “Now, you are going to snort whether you want to or not! Hehehe” then she planted her lips onto the navel and started to blow raspberries!
Cheyenne felt those soft lips on her navel and when she felt that vibration on her navel, she lost it. The intensity of the ticklish feelings tore right through her body, going from her head to her toes. “WHAT ARE YOU DOING???!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA THAT TICKLES!!!!!” she screamed.
Molly was stunned as she saw Ann vibrating her lips on Cheyenne’s belly and making that funny sound. That started to make her laugh like crazy as she heard the raspberries being blown on the stomach and Cheyenne’s hysterical laughter. This moment was something she truly enjoyed. Their group was having such a great time and now, it got even better. That laughter sounded amazing and seeing Ann vibrating her lips on the skin was one of the funniest sights she ever saw. “hehehehe that is so funny!!” she laughed.
Cheyenne felt multiple raspberries on her belly, and she never expected that to happen. Not only were those lips tickling her, but the sound of it also really made her laugh. She had never had this done to her before and it was the weirdest, yet exciting feeling. She tried to move her body, but her belly was trapped, and those lips continued to vibrate. She even felt Ann’s hair lightly tickling her sides and now she was losing her mind. She started to laugh harder when the raspberries stopped, and she felt something wet and slimy sliding inside her belly button. Ann was licking her navel! That sensation was very intense as the ticklish electricity rocked her. “HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA NOOOOOO HAHAHAHA YOUR TONGUE!!! YOUR TONGUE TICKLES HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA SNORT!!” she laughed, then snorted.
Ann pulled her mouth away from the navel when she heard that snorting sound and she burst into laughter. She finally made Cheyenne snort again and it really made her laugh. She laid her head on Cheyenne’s stomach and just laughed. She could also hear Molly laughing as well. This was such a fun moment for her, and she truly felt joy within her soul. She also enjoyed sticking her tongue inside that belly button and it tasted great. It also made her nipples swell and she was getting aroused. Cheyenne’s skin tasted great, and she started to desire more of it. She really wanted to kiss this beautiful body, but she had to hold back. If she was alone with Cheyenne, she might have tried to make out with her and hopefully seduce her into a sexual situation. Ann remembered what Cheyenne looked like naked from their time in Santa Selena and that got her juices flowing. She hoped one day, they could both be naked again, but this time, have sex. She lifted her head, and she heard that musical laughter of her friend. She couldn’t stop laughing herself, but she had to try. “hehehe she snorted!!! She snorted!!! Hahahahahahaha I did it!!” she laughed.
“Hehehe Cheyenne snorted!!! Yay!!!!” Molly laughed, then clapped her hands.
Cheyenne kept laughing, even though the tickling stopped. She felt a little embarrassed because she snorted once again. She shook her head as it was a very funny moment. She then took deep breaths and started to giggle again. “You two are……CRUEL!! hehehe making me snort like that.” she playfully groaned.
“Awww……We got you to snort! We got you to snort! Ha ha ha ha ha!” Ann sang as she wanted to taunt Cheyenne. She then lifted herself up and looked down on the helpless body beneath her. She saw Molly’s face turning red because she was laughing so much, and she felt really good inside. She wondered if they should stop at the moment because she did not want to torture Cheyenne. Then she remembered something! She remembered one more spot to play with and then she would be finished. Memories of a study session a few weeks ago entered her mind and now she could get her revenge! “Poor Cheyenne. She is nothing but a mean…..snorter!! hahaha I guess we can be nice to you. In fact, I will help you calm down and relieve your stress……” she teased.
Cheyenne started to giggle again because Ann was taunting her. She lifted her head up a little and looked towards her legs. Ann was looking at her with this silly grin and she hoped that her little tickle torture moment was over. She heard what Ann said and she thought it might be good to have some relaxation. She could feel her body heat rising and she wanted to relax. “hehehehe you’re so mean. You should help me relax after you tortured me like that and made me snort. Hehehe” she joked.
“hahahaha yes, just to show you I am such a NICE AND WONDERFUL WOMAN, I am going to make you feel so relaxed. Let me get off of you, so I can get you ready.” Ann said, then got off Cheyenne’s legs and stood up on the floor. She then told Molly to let go of the arms and she winked at her. She then felt this devious feeling inside because she was really looking forward to this next plan. “Ok Molly, can you help me flip cute little Cheyenne over onto her stomach? I think we should help relieve her tension.” she instructed.
Molly wondered what Ann was up to because she saw the devious look on her face. She had no idea what Ann was up to, but it seemed like something was being planned and it would probably be really fun. She then rolled Cheyenne over onto her belly and then back at Ann. “Ok, she is on her stomach. What do we do next?” she asked.
“Well, I will get in position and help Cheyenne feel really good. Watch….” Ann said. She then climbed onto the bed and then positioned herself by sitting on Cheyenne’s knees, facing her feet. She shifted her weight a little to make sure Cheyenne would not be able to kick her legs up. She felt nervous because she was about to have a lot of fun tormenting Cheyenne. She then noticed Penelope was looking right back at her and she wondered if she should get her involved. She had a feeling as to why Penelope was not joining in on their fun, and she understood. But she also figured this could be way to truly have everyone get over what Penelope did in the past and feel accepted in their group. But she had to get prepared first. “Ok, I recently learned a technique from someone who is really special. She showed me the way and now I want to show what I learned. Hehehe” she laughed menacingly.
Cheyenne laid her head on the bed and continued to breathe heavily. She was a little tired after being tickled on her stomach and her armpits for a little bit. She felt a warm glow over her body, and she figured her tickling torment was over. Ann mentioned something about relaxing her and she was looking forward to it. She was surprised to hear that Ann learned some kind of technique and she wondered what it would be. “Hehehehe ok….how are you going to relax me?” she said in an exhausted voice.
“Oh, you’ll see. Hehehehe I will admit Cheyenne, you taught me this. Hey Molly, can you take off her shoes?” Ann instructed.
Molly’s eyes lit up as she now realized what Ann was going to do next. She was going to tickle Cheyenne’s feet! She got excited as she knew just how ticklish she was on the feet. She sometimes snuck in a few tickles herself on those tiny feet and this was going to be a great way to end the school year. “Sure! I can do that!” she said with glee.
Cheyenne’s head lifted off the bed as she heard what Ann said. She knew immediately what Ann was about to do if her shoes came off. She tried to pull her legs free, but she felt that weight on the back of her knees and now she felt hands holding down her ankles. Her feet were on the bed, the tops pressed down on the mattress and the soles of her shoes were upright. “NO!!! DON’T YOU DARE TAKE OFF MY SHOES!!! ANN!!! Don’t you dare!!! Hehehehe Don’t you dare!!” she screamed in a panic.
“I just want to relax you. After all, you are the one who showed me that special technique from your wonderful tribe. Hehehe I was a recipient. Molly was a recipient. Hey Penelope, were you a recipient of her foot technique to relax you?” Ann asked. Her adrenaline was flowing like a river as she was really looking forward to this moment.
Penelope started to giggle as she witnessed what was happening. It was already funny when they were tickling Cheyenne’s stomach and armpits, now her feet were in ticklish danger. She heard Ann’s question, and she smiled. She definitely remembered that moment. “Hehehe Now that you mention it, yes, she showed me. I am sure we all had the same reaction too.” she smiled.
“Yes! She has given that technique to me several times. Even though it felt great it also….hehehe tickled!” Molly said as she remembered a few times Cheyenne touched her feet.
Cheyenne started to get really nervous as all three women in this room all had their feet worked on by her. They were all ticklish, but she also managed to get them to relax and not laugh themselves silly. She felt her heart stopping because she knew they were not going to do a massage style technique; they were surely going to tickle her most ticklish spot. Her feet. “Come on you guys!! It might have tickled a little bit, but I also made you feel really good, remember?” she pleaded.
“True, it did feel good, but it tickled. I also remember the last time you worked on my feet, Cheyenne. Remember when Daisy was with us? What happened during that time? What did you do to my feet?” Ann teased, remembering the study time with Cheyenne and Daisy.
Cheyenne groaned as she remembered that time. She worked on both of their feet, and tried her best to make Daisy feel good. However, with Ann, she snuck in some tickles to drive her crazy. Now it appeared Ann was going to get her revenge! She then gasped as she felt the laces of her shoes becoming undone. “Nooo!!! Please!!! Please don’t touch my feet. I love you, Ann.” she said in a loving tone, trying her best to avoid her torture.
“Hehehehe I love you too. Now, let’s see those feet!” Ann laughed. She watched as Molly started to remove the right shoe, then the left. She could see the white sock covered heel get exposed and soon, the rest of the foot was exposed. Then she saw the other shoe come off and heard them drop to the floor. “hehehe take off her socks! We want to make sure we get her skin!” she smiled.
Molly couldn’t stop smiling as she was participating in this moment. She had just removed each shoe, and she saw those white socks. The feet looked so small, and she couldn’t wait to take off the socks. She had seen Cheyenne barefoot plenty of times, and now those feet were going to be tickled. She reached forward and grabbed the end of the sock by going under the pants. She started to pull the left sock down and as she did so, she could see those toes clenching inside the garment. The socks then peeled off the heel and she saw that tan skin. Her eyes lit up as the sock was being pulled down, and more of the sole was exposed. She could see the thickness of that foot, and when it exposed the arch, she could see those wrinkles. Molly was really amused as she saw the foot trembling and heard the whimpering noises coming from Cheyenne. She then exposed the ball of the foot and then with a quick tug, she managed to get the sock off, exposing those tiny, chunky toes. “Ta da!!! Hehehe She has the CUTEST feet!” she said.
Cheyenne’s face turned red as she felt that left sock come off her foot. She felt incredibly nervous, and the anticipation was driving her crazy. She couldn’t believe her friends were going to drive her crazy by tickling her feet. She was trapped and had nowhere to go. She heard the compliment about her foot and that made her giggle. Then what she dreaded happened, and now the right sock was getting pulled off her foot. She felt it come off her heel, then her arch was exposed. As the sock slowly came off her foot, she closed her eyes and prayed for the best. Then she felt her toes get exposed and the moment of truth was here. “Hehehehe come on guys….please be gentle with my feet. Please don’t tickle them.” she pleaded.
“She sure sounds scared hehehehehe” Ann laughed. She could see the soles of those feet and felt her heart race. She had seen those feet plenty of times over the course of the school year because Cheyenne loved to be barefoot in her room, but now they were exposed and helpless. She really wanted to play with those feet, and this was her chance. She then placed the palms of her hands on the bottoms of the feet, and she could feel how warm they were. They were also very soft and after listening to those helpless giggles, these were highly sensitive feet. “I am barely touching you! Hehehehe stop giggling!” Ann teased.
“I hehehehehe can’t help it! Your hands are tickling meeeeeehehehehehehehehe” Cheyenne giggled as the palms moved slightly on her feet. She had already been tickled, so her sensitivity was already on high alert. She scrunched her toes and tried to hold in her laughter, but it was no use. Then she felt fingers starting to press into her feet and a ticklish shockwave rocked her body. “hehehehe it tickles!!! It tickles!!!” she laughed.
Ann couldn’t help but laugh at Cheyenne’s reaction as she touched the feet. She loved how her fingers sank into that pillowy sole and the reactions she was getting got her very excited. She watched as her fingers pressed into the arches and she heard a very cute squeal. That made her chuckle to herself as she knew she was not trying to do the technique Cheyenne did with her, she was definitely trying to make it tickle her. The feet started to flail more, and she figured she could use some assistance. She knew that if she worked on one foot, she could hold it still, so she could work her fingers into these very ticklish feet. She looked over at Molly who was already smiling. “Hey Molly, how about you work on her right foot, and I work on the left. Let’s make sure we do the technique right. Hehehe” she told her.
“Ok!!” Molly said with enthusiasm. She knelt down by the right foot and placed the top of the foot in her left hand, so she could use her right hand to work the sole. She could feel the foot trying to get away, and she had to move quicker. She placed her thumb right in the middle of the sole and pressed into it. She loved the way the skin felt and how her thumb sank into that thick flesh. “Hey Cheyenne, am I doing it right? Hehehe” she teased.
Cheyenne felt that thumb in her right arch and she went crazy. It really tickled a lot and then she felt fingers pressing into her left sole. Now both feet were tickled and she started to thrash her upperbody around. “HAHAHAHAHAHA THAT TICKLES!!! YOU’RE BOTH HAHAHAHA DOING IT WRONG!!!” she screamed.
“Oh really? Hmmmmm maybe I should do it this way….” Ann teased then started to lightly flutter her fingertips up and down the vulnerable sole. She heard a very loud ticklish squeal and watched those pudgy toes clench together. Her fingers started to pitter patter from the ball of the foot, through the arch and off the heel, only to come right back down from the heel, into the arch and lingered on the ball of the foot. “I guess pressing into your foot is not working. Maybe a very light touch is better. Hehehe” she teased.
Molly saw how Ann’s fingers were fluttering up and down the sole and she decided she should do the same. She loved the sound of that hysterical laughter and found tickling Cheyenne’s feet a lot of fun. The way the foot was desperately trying to get away from her hand really amused her. She looked over at Ann’s face and could see how much fun she was having. “This is fun! Hehehehe Are we doing it correctly now?” she asked.
“HAHAHAHAHAHA NOOOOOOOOOOO HAHAHAHAHAHAHA YOU’RE NOT!!!! YOU’RE TICKLING HEHEHEHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA MY FEET!!!” Cheyenne screamed. She could feel those fingers fluttering up and down her soles and those huge ticklish shockwaves overwhelmed her body. She thrashed her head around, her long black hair flying about, and she was slamming her fists on her bed. She felt those fingers sliding along the outside edge of her right foot and fingers dangerously close to her toes. She prayed that they would have some mercy on her feet. She let out another ticklish squeal as fingers were on her arch at the same time on both feet. “HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA MERCY!!! MERCY!!!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA” she screamed.
Penelope watched with excitement as she saw those fingers tickling Cheyenne’s soles. She thought it was the cutest laughter and listening to Molly and Ann taunting was just as fun. She sat back in her chair and just enjoyed watching those tiny, thick soled feet get tickled all over. She even thought of a suggestion. “Hey, are her toes ticklish?” she asked.
Ann heard Penelope’s question, and she paused her tickling for a moment. She looked over at her and could see how amused she was. She figured this would be a good time to start to get her involved. “I don’t know. That is a good question. How about you find out for us?” she asked with a huge smile.
Penelope was surprised over the invitation, and she felt really nervous. They were about to allow her to tickle Cheyenne’s toes. She always wanted to do it, even when she was trying to torture the young woman, but this was different. Everyone in the room knew her past dealing with all of them, but now they were welcoming her to join them in their fun. That invitation meant the world to her, and she slowly got up from her chair. She made her way over to the bed and could see those helpless soles. She looked at both Ann and Molly’s faces and they had smiles. “Are you sure I can play with her toes?” she asked sheepishly.
“Yes!!! We need to know if her toes are ticklish, and since we have her soles, we need an extra pair of hands to find out!” Ann teased.
Cheyenne rested her head on the pillow as the tickling of her feet had paused. She was breathing heavily and felt her body temperature rising. She then heard them talk about her toes and invited Penelope to touch them. That sent a chill through her spine as all parts of her sensitive feet were about to be touched. She tried to twist her body around to get free, but with Ann sitting on her knees, she was helpless. “Hehehehehe don’t!!! Don’t touch my toes!! Hehehehe Come on you guys, please leave my feet alone!” she begged.
Penelope knelt down and now she could see those tiny feet right before her. Ann and Molly still held onto the feet, and those tiny thick toes were scrunched hard. She felt really nervous because for the first time she was going to play with Cheyenne’s feet after that horrendous ordeal earlier in the school year. It was as though it was a new beginning for her and some new friends. She reached forward and placed her fingers on the toes and started to squeeze them. She heard the cutest squeal and now she saw those fingers fluttering up and down the bottoms of the feet by Molly and Ann. “hehehehe I think she has ticklish toes.” she joked.
Cheyenne’s eyes bugged out as she felt those very strong fingers on her toes and those very light touches on the bottoms of her feet. The sensations were very strong, and she squealed and screamed in hysterical laughter. Even though she was losing all sense of control, she also felt happiness within her body. This was a fun time with her friends, even if they were tormenting her at the moment. She closed her eyes for a moment and just absorbed everything. The tickling was bad, but it wasn’t like the events of the past. This was a fun time and even in her mind’s chaos at the moment, she was already thinking one day she would get revenge. Cheyenne’s eyes popped open when she felt Penelope’s fingers getting in between her toes, which was always a horrible tickle spot. She could feel fingers softly stroking the heel of her right foot, and fingers scurrying rapidly on the arch of her left foot. She begged and pleaded, but the tickling continued.
Ann was getting lost in the tickling and loved the way her fingers kept moving across the sole. She could see Penelope really digging in between the toes and Molly was playing with the heel of the other foot. She started to get a little emotional because this was the last night she would see this group together until school started again in the fall. She wondered what new adventures they would have and how much they would grow as a group. She then heard Cheyenne going into silent laughter and figured she better stop tickling. She didn’t really want to torture her. She just wanted to have some fun. “hahaha Ok girls, we can leave her feet alone. I think she learned a valuable lesson. Hehehe” she joked.
Molly let go of the foot and she clapped her hands. This entire time tickling Cheyenne was very fun, and she was happy that it happened. She saw Penelope pull her fingers out of the toes and then Ann started to get off of Cheyenne’s body. She then looked at her best friend. She was lying on her bed, her head resting on it, and she could hear those residual giggles. She absolutely adored her, and she wanted to thank her for making this school year the best year of her entire life. She was also very honored and excited that she would see Cheyenne in the summer, and they would take a trip to Texas to visit Phoebe Wellington and all of Cheyenne’s friends. This was going to be, without a doubt, the best summer of her entire life. Molly was also looking forward to the next school year. She entered this school year alone and had no friends. Now, she had 3 others, including a new one that was a tormentor of hers. She didn’t know how her relationship with Penelope was going to turn out, but she was curious about what would happen. She seemed really sincere, and she wanted to give her the benefit of the doubt. She surely was going to miss Ann. Even though Ann would also spend time with her other friends, whenever she hung around them, it was always a good time, especially the way she would always joke around. It was a great group, and she felt loved. Her hands then gave a gentle pat on the bottom of the right foot and she smiled. “Are you ok?” she asked.
Cheyenne felt the pat on the bottom of her foot, which made her jump a little. She kept giggling and then she started to slowly turn around and get on her back. She stared at the ceiling for a moment and took a deep breath. She then slowly sat up on her bed and looked at the guilty smiles on Molly’s, Ann’s and Penelope’s faces. They all looked like they got away with something, and she smiled. “You guys are……so evil and mean and heartless! My poor feet and body will never be the same! Hehehehe but, you are also the very best friends anyone could ever have. Even though you just tortured me, thank you for making this school year a success for me. I will never forget all the memories we had together. I love you all. I hope next school year will be even better. Thank you…” she told them, her voice cracking with emotion.
Molly smiled when she heard what was said and she nodded her head. It was the greatest school year she ever had. She then looked over at Ann and Penelope and smiled. “Yes, I want to thank all of you too. When this school year started, I had no friends. I was so alone. But now, I have all of you. I cannot wait until next school year. I think we will have even more fun. I think we should tickle Cheyenne more too! Hehehe” she joked, then winked at Cheyenne.
“What? Et tu, Molly, et tu?” Cheyenne joked. She then stood up slowly and reached her arms out. She wanted to hug them all as they prepared to depart for the summer. They all came together, and they had a group hug. They were giggling among each other, and she could feel the love. The hug broke and they started to laugh and smile. “Ok, let’s go get dinner. I am going to eat extra since you all tortured me! hehehe” she giggled.
“You deserved it and next year……I am REALLY going to get you. Hahahahahaha” Ann laughed evilly as she then headed out of the room.
Cheyenne could only giggle as she heard that evil laugh. She sat down on her bed and started to put her shoes and socks back on, so she could go get dinner. She saw Penelope leave the room and waited in the hallway. She looked up at Molly and saw her smiling. “Hehehe did you have fun tickling my feet too?” she laughed.
“Yes I did! Hehehe It was fun. I hoped you weren’t tortured too much. You are really ticklish all over! hehehe” Molly responded.
“It was pretty bad, but I know you guys were just having fun. I am glad you had fun, even though I was going crazy! Hehe” Cheyenne giggled. She finished tying her last shoe and then stood up. She looked around her room and knew this was the last night she would be in this very spot. It provided so many fond memories and she would always remember it. She then looked over at Molly and nodded her head. “Come on, let’s go have some dinner. Then when summer comes, we will have the best time ever, Molly! I think you will really like my friends. I think this will be a summer neither of us will ever forget!” she told her, then walked out of the room and closed the door.
END
Ok fans, how did you like this final chapter and the series as a whole? I hope you enjoyed learning more about our favorite outlaw! Phase 4 is designed to be one long continuing story. The next series is "The Heiress 2: A coming storm". That one will focus on Phoebe Wellington and Bessie Johnson. It is about 8 parts long, so it should be a very good read. Thank you all for coming on this journey. There is much more to come. I can see this particular phase ending by June 2025, so we have a LONG way to go. Your comments and energy continue to motivate me and there should be some good stuff coming. Thank you all for being such great fans.
Cheyenne, Molly and La Diabla will all return in The Heiress 2: A coming storm
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Soundtrack song for this scene: Sigrid "Everybody knows" https://www.youtube. com/watch?v=oTgpTdEHOmE (delete space)
A woman started to head up the walkway to a very large house. It was evening time and she could still feel the warm air. She walked carefully and had her eyes peeled for anyone that might be watching her. She wasn’t familiar with this country and had to be extra careful. She was a little tired but remained focused on her mission. Mexico was a nice country but could also be very dangerous. She wore her black cloak, with her hood on. She did get suspicious looks from people, and she was ready to fight at a moment’s notice if she had to. She found the house she was looking for when she asked for directions from some passersby. Some of them seemed to be afraid and even warned her to be careful. She thought about what her employer told her. The woman of the house was a bit aggressive, but she should be excited to see her. When she made it to the front door, she noticed two burly men approaching. They were armed and she knew it would be a tough fight if she had to draw her own weapon.
“Can we help you?” one of the men asked.
“Yes, I am here to see the lady of the house. She has been expecting me.” the woman replied.
“Your name?” the second man asked in a very strong voice.
“Sylvia. Sylvia Cartier. Priscilla Montenegro has been expecting me.” Sylvia answered. She saw one of the men nod his head and then entered inside the house. She did find it interesting that Priscilla had guards at her house, but it also made sense. Christos Andino, her employer, told her that Priscilla and her husband were growing with power in this area and had to protect themselves more. The background she got on Priscilla was interesting to her. Even though her husband was a very feared man, who operated a large criminal gang, it was also Priscilla that seemed to strike fear in everyone. Christos told her that Priscilla was the type of woman that would sell her own mother into sex slavery if it meant it would make her more powerful. The man that went into the house returned and he nodded his head.
“You can go in.” he told her gruffly.
Sylvia lowered her hood and smiled. She opened the door and walked inside. She could see the lavish decorations and found it appealing. She then saw a maid approaching her and she smiled. “Hello, I am looking for Priscilla Montenegro.” she told her.
“Right this way. Welcome to the Montenegro home.” the maid said, then motioned her hand for Sylvia to follow.
Sylvia walked through the hallway and kept her eyes peeled. If Priscilla and her husband were gangsters, they could easily betray her and try to get her into sex slavery. She never trusted anyone and always had to be cautious. She entered into a room, and then saw a tall, blond woman standing before her. She was wearing a black dress, with long black leather boots. Her dirty blond hair was tied back into a ponytail and her neckline was exposed. She thought she was beautiful, but she could feel the cold personality. “You must be Priscila Montenegro.” she said, then extended her hand.
“You must be Sylvia Cartier! Nice to finally meet you! Christos told me that you would be helping me in my new business venture. Come in, sit down. Would you like a drink?” Priscilla asked with a smile. She saw how pretty Sylvia was and it amazed her that this woman was capable of killing people for a living. She had gotten a letter from Christos telling her about the woman and she knew she had to be careful. If this woman was a trained assassin, she didn’t want to upset her. She wondered if she was like Thalia Laskaris. She went over to the bar inside the room and started to open a bottle of alcohol. She poured herself a glass and then looked at Sylvia.
“No thank you. Thanks for offering.” Sylvia responded. She could tell Priscilla was going to be friendly in this meeting. In fact, she seemed very eager to discuss business. That made her laugh inside because it reminded her of a woman who desperately sought to be more powerful than they really were.
Priscilla took a sip of her drink, then went over to a chair. She sat down and crossed her right leg over her left. She leaned back and prepared herself to discuss business. She looked at Sylvia and hoped she could make a personal connection with her. “So, again thank you for coming. I am looking forward to starting this business relationship with Christos Andino. I know he has an insatiable appetite for sex slaves. I want to supply him with an endless amount, and to make lots of money for both of us. I want to get back into the game. After what happened to me in California, I have been wanting to get back to business. My former partner is in prison, so I need someone like Christos to help me.” she told her.
“I understand. Christos told me that he is excited about this venture. So, from what I am told, you will operate that actual trafficking ring, and he will primarily finance it. I understand you want it to be in the United States. Why? Why not have it here in Mexico?” Sylvia asked. She knew Priscilla was a wanted fugitive in the United States, so it seemed weird that she would want to operate another illegal trafficking ring there instead of Mexico.
“Well, the US has lots of great places to hide these rings. I also want to use the Untied States because of revenge. You see, I haven’t forgotten my loss in California. It was devastating to me. I even lost a friend of mine there. I also want to get back at the woman who ended my ring. Deputy Darby Reeves. That bitch arrested me and blew up the business. Now, of course she had help from a woman I truly hate. I don’t know where that bitch is, but Darby? Oh, I know where she is. In fact, I want the ring to be set up in Texas. I eventually want her to be a part of the sex trafficking ring.” Priscilla explained. She always thought about Darby and how she managed to ruin her business. She also remembered La Diabla, but that was more of a personal rivalry. That was sheer hatred, but she didn’t think she was the cause of ending her trafficking ring, because the outlaw committed many crimes as well.
"Fair enough. Ok, we will do Texas. From my understanding, Christos has a contact within the United States and near Plotsville. I am to meet her and buy a plot of land for this venture, correct?” Sylvia asked.
“Yes! I am very happy Christos has a contact there. So, when shall we begin?” Priscilla asked with excitement.
“Haha as soon as this meeting is over. I will go meet this contact, purchase the land, then notify you. I am also understanding that you will not be at the facility too often. I understand. We can’t have you captured.” Sylvia said with a smile. She liked the plan that was made and now it was a matter of executing the plan.
“Yes, I can’t be there myself. I do plan to sneak in one day to see it, but I have to be really careful. I miss my friend Gloria Wellington, but don’t want to be in prison with her.” Priscilla replied. She did miss her business partner but was glad that she was in prison and not her.
“Ok, I will leave for Texas tonight. Oh, by the way, when the business is up and running, who will control the sex slaves? I am just here to help kidnap some and set the business up. I am also here to bring Darby back to Christos. I won’t be a guard or enforcer going forward.” Sylvia told her. She did not want to be like Helga, Svetlana or Thalia. She always wanted to take jobs across the world and not get stuck being a sex slave babysitter.
“I will take care of that. I will find some women to handle them once everything is up and running. By the way, do you know Thalia Laskaris? Do you know Helga and Svetlana? They were so impressive!” Priscilla asked. She loved working with those three women and hoped she could find another group like that.
“Yes, they are my dear friends. In fact, that is why I am excited about this mission. I want to get revenge for them. I still can’t believe Darby defeated them. I am truly going to enjoy destroying her.” Sylvia said, then stood up. She was ready for action and felt her anger rising just thinking about Darby.
Priscilla stood up and smiled. She could hear the determination in Sylvia’s voice and that truly excited her. “Well, good luck. Please, notify me once each phase is complete. I will work on getting guards for the facility and also who to kidnap. I know clients like a variety, so I will get that part set up. That’s what my role was last time. Thank you, Sylvia. It has been a pleasure meeting you and I look forward to working with you. Have safe travels.” she told her, then shook her hand.
“Yes, we will be in contact. Nice meeting you, Priscilla. We will be in touch.” Sylvia said, then shook the hand. She then nodded her head and headed out of the room. She walked next to Priscilla and could tell this woman was very excited to work with her. She could sense this woman had no morals or compassion at all, and that was very important for the line of work they were about to do. She made it to the door and walked outside. She placed her hood over her head and walked away into the night. It was time to get this mission started.
Priscilla closed the front door, and she smiled. Her long-awaited revenge was about to happen, and she couldn’t be more excited. She liked Sylvia and could tell she was that cold blooded individual who could get things done. She rubbed her hands together and walked away. “Revenge will be mine! Darby Reeves, you will PAY for Santa Selena. And if your little bitch girlfriend shows up, I will truly make her suffer more than she could ever imagine….hehehehehe” she told herself, then laughed evilly.
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