Goddess of Love (Goddess Summoning #5)(14)

"Who are they?" Venus asked Persephone.

"Firemen..." Persephone purred the word.

Chapter Four

H ighlighter in hand, Pea was poring over her new book. Discover the Goddess Within - Unleash Venus and Open Your Life to Love was propped open with two butter knives so that she could nibble on the delicious antipasto platter and keep reading at the same time. She'd breezed through the chapters on confidence and beauty and good sex, highlighting sections she needed to go back and study more thoroughly.

Wow! The book was such an eye-opener! She'd heard all her life about self-fulfilling prophecies and how envisioning things could make them happen, and she totally believed in that kind of stuff working for career advancement. That's one reason she just got a fabulous promotion from assistant program director of Tulsa Community College's Continuing Education Department to honest-to-god director. She was now her own boss, answering only to the president of the college and her board. And she was the youngest director at the college. But she had always believed in her management skills and knew beyond any doubt she was savvy in choosing teachers and classes that appealed to the adults in the community. Under her influence the adult ed department had become a popular, successful addition to the college curriculum. She'd just never thought she could use the same logic and positive thought process to fix the lacks in her personal life. No. It was more than that. As she read the book and really thought about self-fulfilling prophecies she realized that she'd been self-fulfilling her personal ineptness that had started in high school. And boy did that seem silly. Basically hateful teenagers were still influencing her - a grown-ass woman. But this book was going to help her change all of that; it was going to give her a whole new viewpoint. The more she read, the more intrigued she became. It was filled with matriarchal beliefs all centering around the value of today's women and what was, apparently, an ancient belief in the divinity of the feminine. What a magical thought! That she was special and worthy of love, just because she held a piece of the Divine Feminine within her! It was heady, really, and more intoxicating than the wonderful pomegranate martini she was savoring.

She devoured the book and even ordered a second pomegranate martini. Why not splurge a little?

She was, after all, a fabulous woman who deserved to be touched by the strong, sexy spark of the Divine Feminine! Pea turned eagerly to the final chapter, "Know Venus - Evoke the Goddess!"

Her eyes scanned the relatively short chapter, widening in surprise. It said that she had to memorize the invocation prayer to Venus, and then as she was pleasuring herself to orgasm, she was supposed to recite the invocation aloud. The Goddess of Love would then hear her and bless her with the power of love and beauty, confidence and desire. In other words, all the things Pea so desperately desired.

Okay, sure, it sounded bizarre - to masturbate while she was reciting a goddess invocation, and the old Pea would never had done such a thing. Actually the old Pea had never been very comfortable with the whole mast***ation issue. Sure, she did it, but not very often and she always felt, well, embarrassed afterward. But that was the old Pea, and the old Pea was an insecure dork. The new Pea turned the page and began memorizing the invocation. Pleasure, joy, delight and bliss,

Oh dear Venus, grant me this.

With love and hope I call to thee,

Work your magic just for me.

Beautiful Venus, blessed be,

Happiness and ecstasy

Are the gifts I ask from thee!

And then she was supposed to orgasm. Pea sighed. It was going to take some serious memorization to get all of that right. So she got to work, taking the invocation line by line while she gnawed on the raw veggies left on the antipasto tray and tried not to gulp her second martini. A sudden vibrating sound and a gale of musical laughter totally interrupted her concentration. Pea looked up from the book and had to stifle her own giggles. Two utterly gorgeous women were sipping martinis while they passed back and forth a humongous black dildo, which was now vibrating for all it was worth. Pea couldn't believe she hadn't noticed them there before. They were the kind of women even women stared at. From her little tucked away corner table it was easy for Pea to watch them without being obvious. How in the world could two women have such totally perfect hair? One woman, who looked like she might be the younger of the two, although neither of them looked a day older than thirty, had long, thick brunette hair that was the color of rich earth or expensive mahogany furniture. The other woman's hair was long, too, lapping down well past her shoulder blades in bountiful, sun-filled waves. No, that wasn't right. Her hair was more silver/white than gold - more like moonlight than sunlight - but it did shimmer and shine like a precious metal.

Automatically Pea's hand went to her own hair. Even though it was still pulled severely back in a ponytail from ballet class, she could feel the brown frizzies that habitually escaped from it. Her hair was long, too. Really long. Of course no one could tell that except when it was wet. After it dried it kinked up into a puffy brown fuzz-balled mess. No matter how much brushing she did it never straightened out and acted right. Never. She'd even tried going to one of those cool ethnic salons filled with brown-skinned beauties with incredible hair and asking for straightening help. The stylist had been nice, but the stuff she'd put in her hair had just made it greasy, as well as frizzy. She really was the same hopeless mess she'd been forever.... No! Pea shook herself mentally and stuck her nose back in the goddess book. She was done with that defeatist attitude. There was no way the Divine Feminine knowledge of Venus could thrive in such a negative space.