3 April 2023

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Dating is weird

Dating is weird. No, not in Dionysus. We're honest, polite, and blunt. Dating is weird in the real world. Oh, this is Rylee. I'm in Austin to speak at a conference at the convention center. For no particular reason, I got a small suite at the Four Seasons that is close by.

And owned by the family. You know, the good mafia.

Anyway, the conference is all about AI. Artificial Intelligence. I'm the keynote speaker, with my co-keynote. Colby.

The dude is wicked smart.

He's staying at the house. He has Nylah and Karolina with him and that's part of the reason I am at the Four Seasons. No, no, they would welcome me, for sure, but I felt a little trio-time vibe. They'd probably tell me I was wrong, but I travel a lot and hotels are cool, too. I mean, come on, who needs a mansion every night?

Am I right?

Probably not. I might be a little spoiled.

Now, the reason for the entry is some of the evenings I just had. Let me back up a bit. I suppose it is important to the story that I am 16. Some parts are cool. The rest? Not so much. OK, some more fun in there, too. The timeline is a little jumbled because I didn't get around to writing it all until later. Excuse the confusion and focus on the story.

Back to my evening

I'm hungry and thirsty. Those two things need to be addressed. I'm at the hotel, and just got in, so finding a restaurant isn't something I want to deal with. I'm going to sit at the bar and hope they serve bar food right there. I'm betting they do.

I sat down at the bar and a bartender was washing glasses and gave me a nice smile. He's adorable.

Not going there. Probably. Maybe. We'll see.

"Hi," I said. "Can I get dinner at the bar?"

"Sure," he said. "The full restaurant menu." He handed me a menu.

"Can I get the wine list, too, please?" I said, and he smiled again.

He raised his eyebrows and I laughed.

"I'll need to see your passport," he said.

"That's pretty specific," I said. "Not my id? My license?"

"You can't possibly think you're incognito," he said. "Even if I didn't have my Master's in Data Science, your picture is on most of the conference posters in the hotel."

"But they don't mention Dionysus, so you're reasonable assumption would be I can't possibly be underage," I said.

OMG. He blushed. I laughed. You would have to.

"What's your name?" I asked.

"Sorry, I should have introduced myself. I'm Terrell," he said. Terrell is smoking hot. Tall, dark, and handsome. Black and beautiful. Take your pick of tired cliches.

I handed my passport to Terrell. He looked at the information.

"You've had this for a few years," said Terrell.

"Yeah, B cups to D cups," I said, laughing.

He covered it well, but the little moan was fun.

I might have to relax my rule about fucking the employees.

"You married, Terrell?" I asked. He blushed again. Yes, he's Black and he blushed. He's fairly light skinned, so it is pretty obvious, but we all blush.

"Terrell, it is OK that you admire my tits, married or not," I said.

"I know that. Our marriage is really strong," he said. "Maci points out women I'd like, and I do the same with men for her."

"Do you ever act on it?" I asked. "In our world, you'd approach them, and suggest an evening together."

He laughed.

"Too bad we're not in Dionysus," he said, laughing again.

I waited him out and took time to order a bacon cheeseburger and a half bottle of wine.

"We are in Dionysus," he said, softly.

"Want to invite her over and we can all get naked?" I said. "Before you're shocked, that line works just fine in Dionysus. I'll even add please." Then I gave him a killer smile and edged him.

He laughed.

"Well," he said, making that a five syllable word. "We do have our free list of people from Dionysus we can say yes to. A Top 5, if you will."

"Did I make either list?" I asked.

"Both," he said.

"And you're not just lying to be opportunistic?" I said. He laughed again.

"Master's in Data Science, remember?" he said. "You're number one on my list."

"OK, we'll come back to that," I said. "Any kids?"

He freaking glowed. I love a proud parent.

I love them a little differently than you might.

Both the proud parents and my kids.

"Two kids. Twins. Kylee and Kasey," he said. "My proudest achievement."

"How old?" I said.

"10," he said. I admit. It just slipped out. I moaned. Just a little.

"You moaned for my 10-year-old kids?" he said, with a little heat.

Nothing to do but wait him out again.

"Seriously," he said, about two octaves lower. "This is confusing. In my world, that's felony child abuse. What is it in yours?"

"Damn fun," I said. "Listen, I get it, and I was in the Dionysus world as early as anyone. I am also the mother of a 14-year-old daughter and a 12-year-old son. Then again, our time together is a lot more fun than your time with your kids. At least currently."

"Wait, what?" said Terrell. "You're 16. You have two kids? How?"

So I told him the short version of the story.

"Holy shit," he said. "So the entire education system was your idea."

"No, I won't claim that" I said. "The first school, yes, but for a different reason. Nan incubated it, but the difference is Pari, pure and simple."

"Pari," he said, in a tone that made me laugh.

"Both lists?" I said, and he laughed.

"Yeah," he said.

"That's not how a Top 5 works," I said. "If I'm going to have them all come, they need to be unique. Dig deeper in your list."

"What?" he said.

An understandable reaction.

"This weekend. In Dionysus. Your family. Top 5 for all four," I said.

"All four," he squeaked. "Our kids aren't even sexually active yet!" That last part came out pretty sternly.

I couldn't help myself. I laughed. Heartily.

"I'll bet you a blowjob that they are," I said. "Then again, win or lose, the blowjob is on the table. Hell, I'll come around the bar and blow you while you serve customers."

"You, um, what?" I said.

I like Terrell. He makes me laugh.

"You heard me," I said. "Maybe not now, I get it."

His moan hit just as a waitress walked up.

A simply stunning waitress.

Her eyebrows hit the ceiling.

"Holy shit," she said. "Number 1."

Then she laughed.

Which is how I met Maci.

"So he has his Master's," I said. "Do you have the PhD in the family?"

"Um, yes," said Maci.

"Of course you do," I said. "His is in data analytics. What is your PhD in?"

"AI. Deep learning," she said.

What the fuck?

No, I need to say that out loud.

"What the fuck?" I said. They both laughed.

"It is a long, complicated, sad story, but the too long, didn't read it version is that through no actual fault of our own, employers won't hire us," said Maci.

"Well, I want the long version," I said. Just then another man and woman dressed in similar uniforms walked up.

"Dane and Alijah, what are you doing here?" said Terrell. "You both have the day off."

"Someone named Jessica called us and asked us if we could cover for the two of you," said Alijah. "It felt like we were being punked, but she offered us each a $2,500 bonus for the night. We know it is bullshit, but it was worth a try. She said someone name Rylee would pay it."

That's why I have been carrying around two Visa gift cards for a month. I'd wondered.

"No, it is real," I said. I pulled out my wallet and pulled out the gift cards and handed them each one. Someone had made a mistake though.

"These say they're worth $5,000," said Dane. I just shrugged.

"I can check," said Terrell. Dane held his out to him and he swiped it through the cash register.

"Yeah, $5,000," said Terrell. Everyone looked at me.

"I only knew I needed them. I guessed at the value. Win for you," I said. "Terrell and Maci have a bit of an emergency and need the night off."

"We do?" said Maci, and I laughed.

"Yes, you do," I said. "We all need to talk. Alijah, can you bring them whatever their favorite is from the restaurant? I already have a burger coming."

Alijah pointed at Dane.

"I'm the bartender, he's the waiter," she said.

Yes, I blush just as nicely as Terrell.

"Got caught up there in a stereotype, didn't I?" I said. "Sorry about that."

"No worries at all," said Alijah. "You know that you're on all four of our Top 5 lists, right?"

"Great, and that can happen, but right now I have to do something else with them," I said. "Can you bring dinner please?"

"On it," said Dane. I headed over to a table, but then turned back.

"Do you two both have advanced degrees you're not using?" I asked.

"Um, yeah," said Alijah.

"And you're married," I said. They looked at each other and nodded.

"That explains it. Give us about twenty minutes and then order dinner for yourselves," I said. "You four can swap so I can talk to everyone. Oh, and that means one of the cards is for you and one is for Terrell and Maci. But that's rude. I'll give you each the $5,000. That makes more sense."

"No it doesn't, in any way," said Maci.

"You wouldn't believe me if I told you," I said.

"I would," said Alijah. "I have small premonitions, too."

I just smiled big at her. Oops. The bar seemed to enjoy her vibrating through an orgasm. I know I did.

"Not as much as me," said Alijah, woozily.

She can read me, too.

"Sit," I said to the two still with me and they did.

"Spill it," I said. They looked at each other and Maci told me the story.

"We all worked at the same AI startup. Alijah was actually our boss," said Maci. "We were a team and invented some pretty cool stuff. You probably have heard of it."

She named a technology that is so damn cool, but not an area in which I am invested. Surprising, right? She also named the company.

"That's not the company with the patents," I said. I named the larger company that holds them. Of course I know. I'm the keynote, right?

"Yeah, they do," said Terrell, in a hard voice. "Alijah's boss, our VP, founded the company on those patents. He stole them. He wasn't even involved in the work. The founder of our company knew it because we told him, and he tried to fight but ran out of money. He ended up committing suicide. Our old VP blackballed us in the industry. We've worked here ever since."

That's when Della walked in with Leslie.

And that doesn't even surprise you.

Me neither.

They pulled up chairs and we made room.

"You're Princess Leslie!" said Terrell. He said it with such awe.

Which made the three of us from Dionysus laugh.

"Just Leslie," she said, laughing again. "This is Della. She leads our Zeta program. I'll let her tell the story."

"We've been working with the Department of Justice and the FBI. We've worked it out. Let me walk your through the steps," said Della. "We'll execute the arrest warrant today. The company will be immediately dissolved. Rylee will pick up the assets for just enough money to pay off the legitimate investors, so they won't get hurt."

"And starting Monday, you'll each lead your respective departments. No, that's not quite right. Three of you will," I said. "Alijah will be the CEO."

For some reason, Maci and Terrell just stared at me.

Understandably.

"So you knew we worked here and who we were?" said Maci.

"No," I said. "I knew peripherally about the investigation because I was providing the funding to make the investors whole. I'd never heard of any of the four of you until I met you tonight."

"You're telling us it was a coincidence?" said Terrell.

"Yes!" said Leslie, Della, and me. Della said it. So joyfully.

Then I realized that Maci said it, too. She looked at Terrell and shrugged her shoulders. He laughed.

"Well ya have to pay up a good jinx," said Terrell. Della slid back from the table and Maci came over and straddled her legs. Della is good at this. Very good at this.

Then she went and sat on Leslie's lap. We watched them both vibrate.

My turn was last. There appears to be a bit of a puddle.

Sorry about that.

Things appear to be going well. I'll leave this part of the story and come back to it. Of course we told Alijah and Dane. We'll just say excitement was the theme of the night. Particularly when the replacement waitress and bartender arrived.

Jessica. Again.

There is no way you're surprised. Leslie had their gift cards. For $5,000 each. We're all caught up on gift cards now.

But that's not the part of the story I started to tell! The second part of the story actually happened the second night, after my presentation. I thought it went well. The standing ovation was a nice touch. I did laugh at the number of attendees that tried to recruit me. Um, no. When they failed at that, most made a run at Colby.

Still no. I'll let Colby tell a funny story about that later.

Getting hit on

Rylee again. The next night. So, let's see. Was the keynote presenter. Bought a company from forced bankruptcy. Gave jobs to four people that deserved them. Indoctrinated them into our culture.

I told you I would come back to that. Let's just say the families are friendlier now. Especially with Leslie, Della, and me.

A typical day for me. Oh God. That sounds so pompous. I didn't mean for it to be.

Offtrack. Back to the story. I went back to the bar, more out of familiarity than anything. The conference had hired a big room off the bar, so I thought I'd at least drop in. Colby joined me for a bit. The first guy was hilarious. You see, I was holding a glass of wine which seemed to embolden him. He walked over and lifted his glass.

"I'll bet you'd enjoy this one," he said. He then named one of the lesser wines in the family.

"I have," I said. "But I prefer my choice." I named one of our top tier wines. Original root stock. Long thought lost.

To say he was surprised was an understatement. My glass alone was north of $10K.

Like I cared. My earrings paid for it, and it was taking money from Bob to pay for wine from Bob.

Grape juice, I say.

"That's what you're drinking?" he said, with a bit of a smirk. Oh what the hell. I handed him my glass. Another appeared almost instantly. For some reason you get good service when you order a $10,000 glass of wine.

"I've never tasted anything so amazing. It is the best taste I have ever experienced," he said.

"Then you've dated the wrong women," I said, making a joke. A joke I shouldn't have. He took it as a proposition.

And handled it horribly.

"For some reason I thought you were underage," he said, with a leer. Right at the ol' tits. Now, I love my tits and you're welcome to gaze at and enjoy my tits, usually uncovered, but not leer at them. There is a difference.

"What makes you think I am not?" I said.

"You're drinking wine," he said, as if that answered the question. Just then Colby walked up.

"Not sure that is as rock solid as you think," said Colby, raising his own glass of wine.

"Beat it, kid," said my paramour. Or at least he was hopeful.

I admit I laughed.

"Beat it, kid," I laughed. "Oh yeah, strong man, that turned me on." I turned to Colby. I shouldn't have. I know I shouldn't have.

"You all used up or did you save one for me?" I said. Colby gave me an earth shattering smile and got me right to the edge and pulled back.

Cruel, Colby, cruel.

"For you?" he said. "Always."

We both turned back to the pushy guy and smiled.

"Did you... Did you just... Did you just agree to have sex with this little boy?" said the guy.

"Repeatedly," said Colby. Then he took a small sip of his wine and smiled.

"I so enjoy this wine," he said, naming a wine that is at least double the cost of my wine. Made the dude gasp expensive.

"Oh come on," he said. That's when the lightbulb went on for me. This is an open bar. One that I'm subsidizing. Including the wine he is holding. Not mine. Or Colby's. I have limits.

This dude isn't a conference attendee. I'd bet money on it.

"Let's trade contact info," I said. "All we have to do is touch our badges." I pulled mine forward. It is on a lanyard nestled in the valley of my D cups. It made him moan a little.

"I, um, left mine in my room," he said.

"No problem," I said, pulling out my phone. "I can just grab it from the conference app. What's your name? I'll find you."

"Um," he said. That's when security walked right up.

"Is everything OK?" said the security guard. "Someone named Jessica called and said I was needed."

"This gentleman is not a conference attendee," said Colby. "Please take him out back and have him shot."

"Shot?" squeaked the dude.

"Yes," said Colby, in his Prince voice. "This hotel is owned by the kingdom. You stole that glass of wine. In our legal system, the highest ranking person makes the decision on punishment. You annoy me. So shot. You won't annoy anyone ever again."

The dude laughed. Bad move, dude.

"You know, that's too easy on him," added Colby. "I'll take him into space and push him out the door. He'll explode. That will be fun to watch."

That might be a little over the top there, Colby.

Who laughed.

"No one is going to kill you," said Colby. "Although all of what I said could happen. I'm Prince Colby and you're standing on Dionysus property."

The guy looks a touch scared. As he should be.

"We're going to bill your room for the wine you drank, including a generous tip," said Colby. "And you're going to pay it without complaint."

"What!" he screamed. "This glass of wine is over $5,000!"

"Don't forget the $10,000 glass you drank of mine," I said.

Twist that knife.

Security led him off. What a start. Colby drifted off to talk to other conference attendees. He has a story, but I'll let him tell it.

And no, we didn't charge him for the wine. We just let him squirm for a bit.

But it didn't stop there. A non-stop group of horny tech nerds hitting on me. Some were smooth, to the point of turnoff. Some were bashful and couldn't quite get to anything before they shuffled off.

I would have at least one of them.

Ya gotta reward the attempt. And reward I will. Might be more than one. I traded contact info with the most bashful. I'm not bashful, right?

Just then, an older man walked up with what appears to be his preteen son.

O.M.G. I want them both.

"Hi," said the young man. "I'm Kellen and this is my dad, Landen. We both enjoyed your presentation. Forgive me if we are intruding. I just had a few questions."

We spent the next fifteen minutes on some pretty in-depth topics. He had ideas that were extraordinary. So much so that a crowd gathered. I finally had to stop him.

"Hold up," I said. "You're getting into territory that we should not discuss in public," I said. "Let's back up. We jumped right into the conversation. Let's sit down and have a drink and talk more privately. In fact, let's find someplace quieter."

You could see the reaction from them both. Yes, yes, they got hard, but it was more hope. They were clearly trying hard to suppress it. Everyone had drifted away except one young woman of about Kellen's age. Finally Kellen stood up as straight as he could and took in a deep breath.

You go, kid.

"Forgive me if I am crossing a line, but I would never forgive myself if I did not ask," said Kellen. "I believe this is a Dionysus owned property and that you appreciate a direct approach. Would you be interested in adjourning to your room for a threesome with my dad and me?"

"Threesome?" squeaked Landen. Yeah, I get it, Landen. Squeaked. I gave them both a smile just as the young woman walked up.

"Forgive my intruding," said the young woman. "I'm Kinley and am here with my mom, Keely." Just then, Keely walked up. It took her a moment to realize what was happening.

"I was wondering if you would be interested in it being a fivesome," continued Kinley.

"Five?" said both Landen and Keely.

Oh we waited them out. Finally Keely smiled.

"Jinx," said Keely.

Oh they paid off, much to the surprise of Kellen and Kinley. Right there in the meeting room.

"I would love that," I said. "But I need both of the adults to say that you have permission."

"Yes!" they both almost shouted.

This time Landen got out the jinx.

"Save it, Dad," said Kellen. "You can pay it off more passionately."

Keely's head is just a bobbin'.

Tonight has taken a turn for the better.

I'll take this back up later.

Don't come on so strong

And this isn't even about sex! Well, mostly.

This is Colby. When I wandered off from Rylee, I spoke to a few people. They basically broke into two categories. The most common was doubters. You know. That didn't believe that the 7-year-old should even be at the conference. The same type of people that doubt Nan. Fuck'em.

The second kind not only believed, but just knew I would want to come work for their company for the experience. In other words, no pay, no bonus, and no pre-IPO stock options.

They fail to understand that I could buy France. Hey, I like the Eiffel Tower. Maybe I'll buy France. They must live under a rock.

A big rock.

Most were just entrepreneurs, and this was their behavior with everyone. Their ego drove their lives and they were just sure their company would be the next unicorn. You know, go public for over a billion dollars.

All on the backs of the people on their team.

Then came up the most egregious of them all.

I mean really bad.

Cocky. Arrogant. Insulting. The trifecta. He had no idea that I knew all about his company. I like to research startups. I invest in many of them. Now I do it through investment vehicles that hide my ownership. In his case, I knew that he'd been living large off of his fund raising and had diluted his ownership below 50%. How do I know?

Because I already own 52%, through six different investment vehicles. He's useless and their efforts are not far behind, but he owns one patent that I want.

And he is tiresome. I'll jump into the conversation. His name is Munjal. No disrespect to my wonderful Indian friends. He would be a dick if his name was Bill.

Bill is not a dick. Bill has a nice dick. I might be on a tangent.

Focus, Colby.

"I was so impressed with your presentation," said Munjal. "At your age!"

"How is my age a factor?" I said. Yeah, hang him out a bit.

"Well, you're quite unusual," he said.

"Not really," I said. "My twin sister is an attorney. My friend Nan has two Nobel prizes. My younger brother is the Chief Medical Officer at Harvard. My younger sister is Jessica."

I didn't feel the need to embellish Jessica's accomplishments. After all, she's Jessica.

And that makes sense to you.

"Well none of them spoke at this conference. Quite an achievement," he said, just beaming. "You know, I might have an intern opportunity for someone like you."

"Really?" I said, with all the fake enthusiasm I could muster.

Yes, muster.

"Unpaid, of course," he said. "But think of the experience."

I just shook my head.

"I could buy France," I said. "I already own Microsoft. Rylee thought it needed new leadership, so she gave it to me."

"Sure, she gave you Microsoft," he said, chuckling. I just waited him out.

"You own Microsoft," he said, suddenly serious.

"Among other things," I said. "For example, I own 52% of your company. I also find you tiresome. You're clearly not a leader I respect. I also know that for tax purposes, you have not yet vested your own shares. Too bad, so sad, I don't like you. You're fired."

He let out a nervous laugh.

"Ah, but if that were true," he said. I waited for a bit, but he seems a little dense.

I rattled off the investment firms I own. Rapid fire.

"I own 100% of them all," I said. "You really are fired." I had noticed a young woman walk up. About 11. Stunning. I'm guessing at her age, but she is at the perfect bigger than a nipple bump, not quite a puffy stage. Wearing a white T-shirt. Without a bra.

Her dad is likely too self-absorbed to notice.

His loss. She is simply gorgeous. Model for Zara gorgeous. I must tell Ruby.

Oh God. I'd love to see her model for HT. I think I moaned a little. Maybe I could model with her in Homme Mystere.

It would be awesome.

"Did you just fire my dad from his own company?" she asked. I'm pretty sure she caught the moan.

"Yeah," I said. "I'm Colby."

She has a nice laugh.

"I know who you are," she said. "I don't live under a rock. It would have to be a big rock. Kind of sucks for the family, but he clearly deserved it."

That's when it hit me. Why this all happened.

"The patent is yours," I said. She laughed.

"Yeah," she said. "Although you'd never get him to admit it. All the ideas that form the foundation of the company are mine. They have been for years. He's milked them his entire career and continues to insist they are his ideas."

"Well that's a dick move," I said, and she laughed.

"Not inconsistent with our culture," she said, with a little sadness.

"Ours, too, but in an entirely different context," I said.

"Oh that was smooth. Just left it out there for me," she said. "I could let it slide or I could ask if I could join you and your fiancés for a night of passion."

Yeah, that last sentence woke up the dick. Not my dick. Her dad, the dick. OK, anyway.

"Chavi!" he said.

Chavi. Yeah, that explains why I have a Dionysus passport in my pocket, too. She changed her hair a bit and was more modestly dressed in the picture, but the picture was definitely her and I didn't see it. I pulled it out of my back pocket and handed it to her.

"This is a Dionysus passport in my name," she said. Then she pointed at the cover.

Where it said it was a diplomatic passport.

She gave me a funny look. I just waited her out. It is our thing. If she knows us, she knows the significance.

There it is. The look. Then the laugh. She turned to her dad.

"Yes, dad," she said. "You heard it right. I'm going home with Colby and we're meeting his two fiancés and the four of us are going to get naked and go at it all night long. If my luck holds, there will be a big group of the extended family and I can break into double digits in the same night."

"Oh yeah," said Colby. "Maybe even triple." She turned to me.

"That would be a lot in one night," she said.

"Yeah, a better choice to start on Saturday morning. Just stay the weekend," I said. "We're all going down to Sydney. Come along."

"No!" shouted her dad. He didn't understand why she laughed. She held out the passport.

"This passport means I am a legal adult in every jurisdiction in the world. It means I can stop even dealing with you. Yes, tonight and all weekend. Lots of sex in every position imaginable. Men, women, boys, and girls. Often at the same time. That's where I'm gonna be."

He looked at me.

I nodded. Oh wait.

I reached into my pocket and pulled out the small envelope. I bet I know what is in it.

Yes, Jessica gave me both the passport and the envelope. I tore it open and dumped it out in my hand.

Earrings. Easily two carat diamonds. Most assuredly flawless. I held them out to her.

"Wait, what?" she said. "Earrings. Are those...oh shit."

I just kept my hand out. She finally removed the little studs and replaced them with the earrings I gave her.

"Can they?" she said.

"Oh yeah," I said.

She took my hand and walked over to the bar. She doesn't need the passport if she has the earrings. They're connected. Her dad followed. I'm not sure he knows exactly what to do.

I ordered her a glass of wine and just pointed at her earrings. He held out the scanner and then showed me the label. I'm guessing Munjal noticed, too, given he gasped. I nodded and he poured a glass and handed it to her.

"Wait!" said Munjal. "She can't drink!"

I admit, both Chavi and I laughed.

"Legal adult in every jurisdiction in the world," said Chavi.

"Yes, but you can only drink in places the kingdom owns," I said. Just then Rylee walked up.

"The kingdom owns the hotel?" said Chavi. I just nodded.

"Do you have a room?" asked Chavi.

"I do," replied Rylee. Which is right when Nylah and Karolina walked up.

Chavi looked slowly at each of us.

"Oh joy," said Chavi. Karolina took her hand and walked away. Nylah, Rylee, and I followed right behind them.

After all. Two cute little asses.

"Don't wait up, Dad," said Chavi, over her shoulder. "Don't even stay in Austin. I'm sure they'll drop me at home, eventually."

"Maybe," said Nylah. "We're more likely to drop you at your new house."

"Well sure," said Chavi, who then ground to a halt. She turned to me.

"What is she talking about?" asked Chavi.

"She doesn't know yet?" asked Rylee. I just laughed and shook my head no. Rylee turned to her.

"Your father getting fired doesn't mean you're not part of the company," said Rylee. "Colby already signed the company over to you. You're the new CEO."

"Well, sure," said Chavi, laughing. "And how did you know about all that?"

We all kind of looked at each other.

"All of you!" she said. "I can only do it with Donal."

"Donal?" said Nylah.

"My best friend forever," said Chavi. Then she thought about something. Before she could say anything, she screamed. I mean loud.

Just as Jessica and Bill walked up with the most adorable freckle face young man with bright red hair. Amy hair.

"I believe the word you were looking for is soulmate," said Donal. "Is tonight the night? I hope? Please?"

"Oh yeah," said Chavi, in the cutest tone. "But we need to talk. We're part of Dionysus now, sort of."

"Which means we are soulmates and sex is special, but we fuck everyone," said Donal.

"Oh yeah," said Chavi, again.

Then they moaned together. Munjal still looks a little confused.

That's when I remembered the name on the other passport in my pocket.

Donal.

Donal's ears are pierced, too.

Which explains the other set of earrings. Emeralds.

As Chavi would put it, well sure.

"The sad thing is, he really did do a good job running the company. He's just kind of an ass," said Chavi.

"Hire him back," said Nylah. "I'll write up the employment agreement. One misstep and he's gone again."

"No," said Chavi. "I'll make sure he and Mom are comfortable, but I'm done with him."

Well sure.

My first of many

My name is Chavi. I admit, I came to the conference with some hope. Colby hid his ownership a little, but not a lot. I knew exactly who had controlling interest in the company. I also know my dad's a dick. Yeah, not going there. Not interested in my dad's dick. Now, Colby's dad...

I'm hopeful.

I'm also a virgin. Now, you're surprised, given I can read Donal, but I said I was a virgin, not that I had no experience with sex. We absolutely love oral sex. A lot. As in I swallow more cum than about anyone.

OK, anyone outside of Dionysus.

We know we're soulmates. We also know we're not enough for each other.

Sexually.

I've swallowed a lot of cum. Boy cum. Girl cum. Goat cum.

Kidding about the goat. That's just weird.

We're leading the way to Rylee's suite. We rode up the elevator and it opened directly into her suite, which appears to be the entire top floor.

"Oh no, no mansion for you," I said, to Rylee, who laughed.

"Just slumming it tonight," she said.

Karolina led us right into the master bedroom and then stopped.

"For your first time, we suggest a whisperer," said Karolina. Then she explained what a whisperer is and offered the services of any of them.

Any of them. How in the fuck do I choose?

"Perhaps I could make a suggestion?" said Donal. Yes, my love, you can.

"Am I correct that while this will be a wonderful first time, the night will end with this entire group doing amazing things in that bed?" said Donal. I just nodded.

"OK, then there really isn't a point in anyone leaving," said Donal. "I get the part about getting you off, but I'd like to do that myself. Then they can all coach us in our first experience, if you're OK with that."

I nodded again. Bill ran out of the room and came back in quickly. With two spatulas.

"We'll save these for later," he said, putting them on the nightstand. OK, curious about the spatulas. I turned to the group.

"Need you all naked," I said. It was a flurry of stripping and I freaking enjoyed it. Bill and Jessica. OMG. They're gorgeous. Then again, it is a pretty attractive group. I admit I appreciated it when everyone gasped when Donal dropped his pants.

Pretty endowed for 11.

"Donal, lie back on the bed," said Jessica. "Girl on top is best. Chavi, sit on his face first."

I climbed up his body and slid my pussy across his cock, to the moans of everyone in the room. None more than Donal. I finally kneeled over his face and gently lowered myself to where he had access. He put his best efforts into it. Fingers, tongue, two fingers in my ass. Just amazing. I went off quickly and kept cumming and cumming. I finally slid down his body again and lifted his cock and slid right down.

Plenty wet, thank you.

Our fun had included toys, so I knew my hymen wasn't an issue. I started gently bouncing and he took a nipple in one hand and gently stroked my clit with the other. He's very good at it.

One continuous orgasm.

I'm on birth control so I asked him to fill me up and fill me up he did. Oozing out filled up. I finally rolled off and he rolled right over and started licking and sucking.

I got all his cum in a kiss.

"We're doing this every day for the rest of our lives," I said.

"I accept," he said.

I think we're engaged.

"Yes!" shouted everyone in the room. Oh, we expected it. Donal, too. I got it out first, but I am pretty sure everyone was nice enough to wait to let me say it.

Rylee, Colby, Bill, Karolina, Jessica, Nylah, Donal.

Every one spectacular. Everyone fingered me a little during the kiss.

Still having that orgasm.

We went late into the night, but Rylee slipped out pretty early. Apparently she had others to play with.

More power to her.

She never did return, which is a little weird, given Donal and I fell asleep in her bed. We woke up and everyone else was gone, but there was a simply gorgeous young woman in the kitchen ready to make us breakfast. Gorgeous as in wearing the tiniest sheer panties and nothing else. B cups. Amazing B cups.

Donal got to experience a nice threesome after breakfast.

I think I like the Dionysus life.

I had things to do

Or more accurately people to do.

I promised I would meet Kellen, Kinley and their parents downstairs right about now. My room is in use, but that's not a problem. I have Bob's 52 docked at the small hotel marina. If you know Austin, you know the lake that Bob's house is on and the river at the hotel are not connected. Not really a problem when your 52-foot boat can fly. It does startle people when you fly over the dam though.

Ask me how I know.

We met in the lobby.

"So here's the deal," I said. "My room is in use, but I have nice boat with a nice bedroom in the marina. Anyone object to a wild night on the boat? It's pretty cool when it rocks a bit."

Oh my. Everyone is in. Joy.

I took Kellen and Kinley's hands.

"Let's go!" I said. I looked back and Keely took Landen's hand and followed us. Landen appears to be in a bit of shock but followed along.

"They sure do have cute little asses, don't they?" said Keely, to Landen. All Landen could do was grunt his approval. It's OK, Landen. I get it.

We walked outside and it is a gorgeous night. I led the way down the ramp, and it is a short walk. We walked up to the side of the 52.

"This is your boat with a bedroom?" said Landen, who seems to have finally found his voice. All I did was smile back. I caught myself though. Wouldn't want to waste one. I led the way on board and as we passed through the salon, started dropping my clothes. Kellen and Kinley did, too. The adults took a little longer but got into the spirit. I led the way down into the bedroom. Now, most 52 boats have three bedrooms. Two queens and a double.

Not this one. Bob had fitted it as one big bedroom.

With an extra-large bed.

It is very handy. By the time we got into the room everyone was naked and appraising each other.

"My God, Mom," said Kinley. "You're smoking hot."

Kellen and Landen were just a noddin'.

"I have to say, Dad," said Kellen. "That applies to you, too. Can I suck your cock a little?"

Bold move, Kellen. It shocked Landen a bit, but he moaned. Long and deep. Kellen dropped to his knees and Kinley did, too.

They're sharing Landen's cock. I felt a little left out, so I dropped to my knees, in front of Keely.

"May I, please?" I asked. Keely smiled a little and nodded.

7 seconds. I counted. I caught her when her knees buckled and laid her onto the bed, just as Landen came.

The kids aimed the firehose and now Keely is just covered with cum.

"Clean up your mess, Dad," said Kellen, sternly. Landen looked around, I suspect for a towel.

"Not that way," said Kinley. She stuck out her tongue.

Landen smiled a little smile. Good for you, Landen. He climbed up and started licking Keely all over, kissing the cum to her. Then some to Kinley, a little to me, and a lot to Kellen.

It appears to be going quite well.

All I know is that I ended up with Kinley underneath me while Kellen just pounded me. Then we rearranged and it was Kellen underneath me and Keely pounding me.

Yes you read that right. We eventually wore the men out.

Not us girls.

We did use eleven spatulas, though.

Then we ran out. Darn it.

It is all about context

It really is all about context. Kind of a Clark Kent/Superman vibe. Oh, I'm starting a new story now. We're going to the Sand Pearl, and this isn't Rylee or Leslie. This is Luke. We're going incognito, kind of like they did. Now you're assuming I mean with Cassie, but that's my point about context. No matter how much we try to change ourselves, Cassie and I are easily identifiable. We're in the public eye.

So I am going with Nylah. She's pretty well-known, too, but like Leslie and Rylee, if you change the context, it isn't as obvious.

We're using the same parents in a connecting room shtick since it worked for them. Now you're imagining Nylah in some skimpy bikini and me in a Speedo that is too tight.

That would have been obvious.

I'm in board shorts that are a little too long and a rash guard t-shirt. You know, the thin ones that protect from the sun, but you can swim in. They don't match either. The shorts are light blue and covered with pineapples. The shirt is black and white horizontal stripes.

It's ugly.

Nylah is in a little shorty wetsuit type swimsuit. Not really a wetsuit, but you get the idea. Shorts and short sleeves, in dark blue. Now, to me, she couldn't be sexier, but it is out of context. The world sees her in a business suit, or a cute skirt and top, usually with a skirt length just a little too short. Or a lot too short. All covered up is not the world's mental image of Nylah. OK, not mine either, but hey, we don't wear the suits in our hotel room.

We don't wear anything. You got that, right?

We got in yesterday afternoon, had room service, and went to bed early. The time change was tough, so we only had the energy to fuck three times.

Cowgirl, missionary, and doggy-style. I knew you wanted the mental image.

Today we're up bright and early. We woke up really early and had some fun, but I saved myself. After all, this is a virgin quest, right?

I still laugh at Leslie's story about the Karen, whose name was Karen.

We got dressed in our suits and headed to the pool. We thought we'd start with breakfast at the pool. We'd thought ahead and put a note in our reservation that we could make charges without our parents' approval.

After all, we're Zack and Zoe, not Luke and Nylah. Zack. It has a ring to it, now doesn't it? Kind of boring from the niece and nephew.

We got to the pool and grabbed towels from the cart. We set down our sunscreen and books, which was all we brought. Our room key is my bookmark.

No phones. We're 9 and 7. Zack and Zoe wouldn't have phones. It is kind of weird, but we'll deal with it. After all, our goal isn't to make phone calls.

We laid back on our lounges, and a waitress came over to take our order. Damn, she is smoking, and I can't do anything about it. In our world I would politely suggest she drop right down on my cock. I'm not suggesting every waitress would, but, well, every waitress would. It isn't about me. It is our culture. Sex = Good.

Right? After all, I would have said please.

We just ordered a hearty breakfast, to be delivered to our lounge. Just as we did, two kids dropped onto the lounges next to us. A boy about Nylah's age and a girl about mine.

Target acquired. Cute AF.

"Did you want to order breakfast?" I asked, of the girl, who was right next to me. She laughed.

"No thanks," she said. "Our parents wouldn't allow it." The waitress wandered off.

"Why can't you order breakfast?" asked Nylah aka Zoe.

"We're too young," said the boy. "We can't be trusted."

Oh boy. Particularly given he said it with some heat.

We would offer to buy, but our persona wasn't rich royalty.

"So you'll have breakfast with them?" asked Nylah.

"No," said the girl. "They'll sleep off their hangover until lunch. Hopefully, they'll get up in time for us to at least have lunch."

Shit. Our first new friends and we have to go out of character. A bit.

Just then the waitress came back with our food. Nylah beat me to it.

"We're treating our new friends," said Nylah. "They can have whatever they want."

"We couldn't do that," said the boy. The girl's look at him might set him on fire.

"Of course you can," said Nylah. "Our parents won't even notice. We're hungry kids."

So they ordered. I'm not sure they had eaten in a week. That's a lot of food. It came quickly and we had waited, so we all went over to a table and sat and ate and did introductions.

Allie and Toby.

I want them. We want them. Nylah discretely steered them to the topic of Dionysus. It risked outing us, but also quickly introduced the topic of sex.

Not by us.

By Allie.

"Yeah, Dionysus is cool. Even being in their school system would be cool. We don't have their schools in Topeka," said Allie.

"Not in Omaha either," said Nylah. Apparently we are from Omaha. Not that far from Lincoln. We've been to the Omaha Zoo. We can fake it.

"I admit, I wish this was Dionysus," said Allie. "Then I could politely suggest we go up to your room and get naked and experiment."

"What did you have in mind?" said Nylah. Well played, sis.

Allie and Toby both laughed.

"The truth?" said Allie. "Our dream vacation is to both lose our virginity."

"Really," said Nylah. Apparently Toby and I don't have speaking roles.

"Surely you've experimented a bit with each other," said Nylah. Really, Nylah? You went there?

Yes, she did.

"A little. We've played doctor, which is really just an excuse to see each other naked," said Allie. "He fingered me to my first orgasm, and I jacked him off, but we don't get much opportunity."

Well, I love the honesty.

"What about you?" asked Toby, with clear interest.

"About the same," said Nylah.

"About?" asked Allie. Nylah looked at me with a questioning look. It was acting, pure and simple. She knows I don't care what she does. I trust her.

"Can we trust you?" asked Nylah. Ah, the classic head bob.

"We're not virgins," said Nylah. Oh, the perfect answer. Technically true, but not all the information. Fuck like rabbits with anyone we know might not have been the right answer.

"Wow," said Toby. "I'm jealous."

"Did you consider asking politely?" said Nylah. "Either one of us?"

Allie spit out her orange juice.

"Either?" said Allie.

"Sure," said Nylah. "It's fun. Why wouldn't we? Zack's best friend and my best friend are our best friends. Get it?"

Well, they moaned, so I'll give that a yes.

"I don't exactly know how to ask, but we're both curious. We're not sure of our boundaries, but we'd like to experiment. Would you please experiment with us?" said Toby. You go, Toby.

"Well you did say please," said Nylah. Yeah, we all laughed.

"Hold up," said Allie. "Oh I'm in, but there is a piece of missing information here. You mentioned you each had a friend. Did you lose your virginity with them?"

Nicely played, Allie. Nylah laughed.

"No," said Nylah. "You know who my first was. And my most recent."

Ooh. Most recent.

Eyebrows to the moon.

"Listen," said Nylah. "If any of this bothers you, just say so. We enjoy it. Frequently. We're willing and happy to play with you. We can teach you. But we don't want to pressure you."

Allie looked at Toby, who is sporting a huge grin.

And a hard cock. We're covered up really well. They're not quite as much. Allie is in a bikini. A small bikini. I'm guessing it is more a factor of their parents not parenting very well than any desire to be sexy.

But she is freaking sexy. Can you say nipple bumps?

Toby is almost the same size, and I can accurately reflect a thin 4-inch (10 cm) uncut cock.

Yes, uncut. A Speedo doesn't hide much and he's not really trying to hide it.

You go, Toby.

"Where can we go?" said Toby.

"Our parents are on a day trip to see the manatees," said Nylah. "We have connecting rooms anyway, so we have our room to ourselves."

I think Toby came close. I know I did. I hopped up, after signing the check. I turned it over because I didn't want them to see the tip. We tip well. Really, really well.

"Lead the way, sis," I said to Nylah. Come on. A cute little ass. Toby walked with her, and Allie walked with me. Allie's top is a little loose and I'm a little taller, so I was torn between the two cute little asses and the downblouse shot.

Alternating worked pretty well.

We took the elevator up to our room and went in and let the door close.

"So," said Nylah. "We have three choices. One, we go slow and do something like strip poker. Two, we could all just strip. Or three, we could undress each other. I would vote for three."

More head bobbing. Allie's a fun one. She reached over and pulled my shirt off. Then she turned around.

To let me untie her bikini top. I looked over and Nylah is also topless and is wiggling Toby's Speedo off. Allie and I took a moment to watch. His cock popped out and Nylah gave it a few strokes.

Which was all it took. I admit I was surprised at the amount of cum that is now covering Nylah. She saw it coming, or cumming, and had quickly dropped her suit to the floor.

She is now cum covered. To the moans of both Allie and me.

Allie looked at me with curiosity. I could see her building her courage. Finally she walked over to Nylah, er Zoe.

"May I please lick some off and kiss it to you?" she asked. Nylah laughed.

"Well you did say please," said Nylah. Allie leaned over and licked a stripe up and then stopped at Nylah's nipple.

And sucked. Hard.

So hard that Nylah's knees buckled from the orgasm. Now Nylah is on her back, still mostly cum covered. I walked over just as Allie kissed Nylah.

Now Allie is cum covered since she fell onto Nylah during her orgasm. I waved Toby over just as Allie rolled onto her back.

"May I please lick some off of you and kiss it to you?" I asked, of Allie. Toby's grin implied that he thought that was a great idea and he asked Nylah the same question.

Now we're both licking someone clean. I drifted down and started licking Allie in a more private place and Toby matched my move. We got them clean, while they bucked through a few orgasms. Nylah pushed Toby on his back and sat on his legs.

"May I?" she said. Damn, his neck must hurt from nodding that hard. She lifted up, took his cock in her hand, and then paused. I knew why. Allie pushed me over and sat on my legs.

"May I?" she asked.

"Yes," I said. "But are you sure you want to? You can only have one first time. Are you sure you don't want it to be with Toby?

Toby looked at Allie with puppy dog eyes. Nylah rolled off.

Allie sat on his legs.

"It is going to hurt. Slide on and wait until it passes," said Nylah. Both of them laughed.

"No it isn't," said Allie. "We like cucumbers in our family." With that, she slid right down.

To moans from us all. Not being stupid, I laid back and Nylah climbed right on. Not a consolation prize in any way. Nylah's talented. Very very talented. We quickly realized they were watching and matching our moves. They're good at it, too. Toby lasted longer than I did. After all, he had already cum. I filled up Nylah and she lifted up and off. She held herself just over my shrinking cock and let all the cum drip right down on my cock.

That was enough for Toby. Allie duplicated Nylah's move. Now there were the two of us with cum all over our cocks.

Allie and Nylah switched and licked up all the cum and kissed it to us. Guess what happened.

The fact that Allie slid right down on my rock hard cock might be a hint. Nylah did the same to Toby.

So far, our first morning seems to be going pretty well. Allie goes off easily and frequently. The bed is a bit of a mess. Yes, somehow the hotel screwed up and gave us a queen size bed. Darn it.

Finally we were all just wiped and sticky and lying back on the bed. Allie and Toby are in the middle and I'm next to Toby and Allie is next to Nylah. The only boundary we hadn't broken, if you don't count Toby's happy willingness to lick up cum. He hadn't kissed any of it to me, just the girls. That's when I realized that Toby is hard. Again. You go, Toby. This time I rolled up onto his legs.

"Any interest in putting that to good use with me?" I asked. Their moans implied yes, but we need consent. That's when Nylah got the lube from the drawer. Ya gotta have lube. The fact that there is a surprisingly large double-ended dildo in the drawer does not surprise me, but for some reason made Allie laugh.

"I thought so," said Allie. "You pulled it off really well except for one thing. You're too good at it. Way too good at it for kids that experiment with their friends. The dildo cemented it."

"Huh?" said Toby, and Allie laughed.

"Toby, let me introduce you to Prince Luke and Princess Nylah," said Allie.

"Huh?" said Toby, which made us all laugh. Allie turned to us.

"OK," said Allie. "There are two ways to play this. If you want to be Zack and Zoe, who are we to challenge you. While fame isn't something we've experienced, we can see how anonymity would be a nice change. So Zack and Zoe, it is. The other option is we can drop the charade, but we'll happily keep the secret outside of this room. We see you at the pool, you're Zack and Zoe, our new friends from Omaha, but in private, we're honest with each other."

Shit.

"I'll need you to sign an NDA," said Nylah, laughing.

"Ah yes, the attorney's answer to everything," laughed Allie. Which led to more laughing and more fucking. Hey, that's the outcome of almost everything in our world. More fucking.

Not a bad outcome.

Is it as simple as that? Sex is pleasurable. Sex is fun. Is everything going on with us purely hormonal? We find this incredible pleasure at an early age, which makes us literally a nicer person? Does rage hold you back in life and happiness matters?

Thought provoking, but I have one more in me. For now. I'll recover after lunch. We're not done for the day.

"Hey," said Nylah. "Let's walk up to the Taco Bus and have lunch. Our treat."

"I hope you can afford it," said Toby, with such sincerity.

Well played, Toby.

"I've always wanted to eat from a food truck," said Allie, and Nylah laughed.

"Keep that dream, because Taco Bus is a restaurant and it makes no sense to me either," said Nylah. Wait, what?

We lost almost another hour to showers. You have to teach them the proper way to shampoo, right? I did save myself.

Barely.

We all got dressed and Allie and Toby didn't even question why we had clothes in their size. Hey, we have a variety and they're very specific sizes. Jessica gave them to us. Did you doubt it? We walked down the street and found the restaurant. We sat down and started playing the what is their backstory game, focusing on exactly what you would expect us to focus on. Potential fuck partners. Now, Allie and I weren't limited at all, but that's not the goal this weekend. Tempting as a few of the diners are.

Seriously tempting.

Our next targets just walked in. OK, target might not be the best choice of words, but it is descriptive. Three kids. Two boys and a girl. The ratio is a good one. The boys are roughly 12 and 8 and the girl is about 10.

Sweet, huh.

They got their orders and Nylah jumped in. Does that surprise you?

"Hey, you guys want to join us?" said Nylah, as they got their food. "We're new friends and staying down the street at the Sand Pearl."

"Well," said the girl. "Technically we're not supposed to talk to strangers, but I think we can make this exception. We're at the Sand Pearl, too."

Oh goodie.

Did I mention they're all a gorgeous mocha color? Oh God. I'm guessing mixed, but they could be Puerto Rican.

"Puerto Rican," said Trudy.

Well now. She can read me. Which made her laugh.

"Let's just say the three of us are close," said Trudy.

"Why am I hearing voices in my head?" asked Allie.

"Me too!" said Toby.

That's when the rest of us started laughing. We explained, which they didn't believe, until we showed them.

Then we headed back to our hotel. We didn't even try to hide who we are. The reading minds thing might be a bit of a hint.

We walked into the lobby to find two very angry adults.

Allie and Toby's parents.

Rut roh.

"Where have you been!" screamed their mom. Literally screamed.

"We went out for lunch with our new friends," said Allie. "Who also paid for our breakfasts, since we were hungry and your parenting sucks."

Oh boy.

"So you think you can handle things without us," shouted their dad.

"Do they always yell?" asked Nylah.

"Pretty much," said Toby, which just pissed them off more. We were right inside the entrance, and I noticed the valet bring up a car.

"Well, if you're so self-sufficient, then you can just handle it all," said their mom, who then proceeded to walk out and get in the car with their dad.

And drive away.

"Well, that escalated quickly," said Nylah. Just then two other adults walked up.

"Who are your friends, kids?" asked the woman. Ah, the trio's mom. Hmm. I used trio for convenience, but it might be.

"Allie and Toby and Zack and Zoe," said Trudy.

"Zack and Zoe, huh," said their dad. "Sure."

This was not the time to fuck around. Allie and Toby's parents just freaking drove away.

"Thanks Trudy, but we're good with the truth," said Nylah. "We've got a situation."

"Well, I don't know what is going on," said their mom. "But I find an afternoon of sex clears a lot of things up."

Then she gave us a luminous smile.

"What?" said all three of Trudy, Jere, and Alonso.

Alonso got it out first. Their mom just raised her eyebrows.

Alonso went in for the kiss. With Jere. It was passionate. Very passionate. Then he turned to Trudy and gave her a very similar kiss.

At least he held her up when her knees buckled.

Their mom and dad laughed.

And left.

"Have fun, kids," said their mom. "We'll meet you for dinner."

"They'll probably be back," said Allie, of her parents. "Maybe. They kind of suck as parents and honestly, were pretty close to bailing on us already."

"What will you do?" asked Trudy.

"Become Dionysus citizens, move to a school that has boarding, and live a sex-filled wonderful life," said Allie.

"Yeah, that works," said Nylah.

"Wait, what?" said Allie. "I was just playing."

"Why?" said Nylah. "Your plan is a good one."

"And what happens when they do bother to come back?" said Trudy.

"Entirely up to you. I'll declare you all adults, too," I said.

"You can do that?" asked Alonso. I admit, Nylah and I laughed.

"Yeah, we can do that," I said.

"Is there anything you can't do?" asked Trudy, in what was a surprisingly serious tone.

"Sure," said Nylah. "But our family is trying our best."

"You are," said Trudy. "I admit, I find your family amazing. You have more money than God, own an entire country, and are freaking nice. It is a huge turn on. Oh wait, not the money or country part, the nice part, not that money is bad, but, oh fuck you know what I mean."

"Yeah," said Nylah. "We do. Confuses the fuck out of us most of the time, too."

Just then there was a commotion and people started heading out towards the beach.

"That will be for us," said Nylah. We followed the crowd out past the pool, just as the door opened on the S-88 that is now on the beach.

Cassie, Colby, and Karolina came off the plane. They walked up to us, and Colby handed a big file envelope to Nylah. She looked inside and then handed the kids passports.

All five of them.

"You have passports for us, too?" asked Trudy.

"Are your parents Willa and Hayden?" asked Nylah, who was looking at two remaining passports.

"Them, too?" asked Jere, and Nylah nodded.

"How?" asked Allie.

"We never quite know," said Nylah. "We just do things, and they work out. When did you get the passports, Colby?"

"About four months ago," said Colby. "I've taken to keeping a folder of things with dates on them. This folder said to be here with these now."

The funny thing is that all five kids seemed to accept this.

"Where do you all live?" asked Nylah.

"We're from a little place called Dickson, Tennessee," said Trudy.

"Well that explains it," said Nylah. "Our schools." All three kids laughed and nodded.

"Well," I said. "That's an option. You could go to school in Dickson and, at least for now, stay with Reagan."

"Reagan, the young woman that owns our county," said Trudy.

"Sure," I said. "She has a big place and is a lot of fun. There will be family in and out all the time."

"Family," said Jere. "Your family."

"Sure," I said.

"OK," said Allie.

Reagan just walked in. That might be a hint, don't you think? She walked over to us.

"You're Reagan," said Trudy, with some awe. Reagan turned to me.

"Do you ever get used to this?" she asked, of me.

I admit I laughed.

"No," I said. "It's insane."

"Says the 9-year-old Secretary General of the UN," said Allie.

"Yeah," I said. "I get that. I do. But we're just normal people."

I am sure all the people are wondering why so many kids are in the lobby laughing.

"OK," said Reagan. "I do not know why I am here."

"You're here but don't know why? What made you come?" said Allie.

Reagan looked at me.

"She knew she needed to be here," I said.

"You can do it too?" said Allie.

Ah.

"Our parents bailed on us," said Toby.

"Oh," said Reagan. "I'm so sorry. Want to come home with me? I have plenty of room and the sex is fantastic."

"Really?" said Nylah.

"Well it is," said Reagan. "Your moms and dad visited last weekend."

"OK then," said Nylah, laughing.

"Come on," said Reagan. Allie and Toby followed her out of the door.

It turns out there was a reason Nylah and I are here now.

They finally came back

My name is Kenton. I am the manager of the Sand Pearl. You met me and my daughter, Lilly, in an earlier chapter. My relationship with Lilly has matured.

We might be soulmates.

Probably. Likely. OK, we are, but we're still dancing around it.

That is not this story, although I'm proposing tonight. I am. Leslie already made us citizens.

Allie and Toby's parents returned that night. Late. Drunk. I'd stayed because, well, I knew I should stay. Weird, isn't it?

"Where are our kids!" shouted the dad. Names are not important. And shouted might not be accurate. Slurred.

"You abandoned them," I said, quietly. You could tell they were struggling with focus. "We have also packed your bags. Your reservation has been cancelled. You'll want to call a JetsonCar, too, since you're clearly inebriated."

"We're not ineb...inbr...we're not drunk," slurred the mom. "You can't throw us out. We paid!"

"Your payments have been refunded and yes we can," I said. "Your children are safe. They do not wish further contact at this time."

Just then someone came and stood next to me. In uniform. With a big ion gun strapped to her back.

Leslie.

God, she's sexy.

"Not tonight, Kenton," thought Leslie, to me. "Tonight is your night with Lilly."

"Lilly would want you to celebrate with us," I thought. Leslie laughing in my head is weird.

The kids' parents noticed Leslie. Mostly they noticed the gun. Maybe.

"Damn, you have nice tits," slurred the dad. The mom just glared at him and them slapped him. Hard. As in the sound echoed.

"That's enough," said Leslie, in a voice I've never heard.

"Oh, you'll hear it," thought Leslie. "I'll bring the whips."

Oh God.

"OK, here's the deal. You abandoned your children. You did it in the country of Dionysus," said Leslie. "You knew that. You signed that you understood you were in Dionysus. You're horrible parents and your kids are just done with you. We've awarded them citizenship and they've moved in with a host family and will be attending our schools."

"You can't do that!" shouted the dad.

"I can and did," said Leslie. "It would also be entirely legal for me to vaporize you both with this ion gun and let me tell you it is tempting."

Then she waited. It took them a bit, but appears to have sobered them up, just a little.

"You can't do this," said the dad, in a more controlled voice.

"Our goal is not to split up your family," said Leslie. "Although that would be better for your kids in every way. They have agreed to meet with you on one condition. Meet with you, not move back with you. Meet to talk. The decisions are theirs. They are legal adults now."

It took them a moment to process all that.

"What are the conditions?" said the mom, softly.

"You have to successfully complete in-patient rehab," said Leslie. "At our expense. Rooms are available tonight."

"We'll lose our jobs!" said the dad. Leslie just looked exasperated.

"The companies for which you both work are owned by the country of Dionysus. It is in the damn handbook. Your jobs will be available upon completion of the program," said Leslie, in a firm voice.

"I don't want to!" said the dad.

"Fine," said Leslie. "Certainly your choice. Then your kids are gone and so are your jobs. This is not a negotiation. You can get in the car waiting outside and go to rehab or you can start walking."

Wow. Leslie has never been sexier. She just laughed again in my head.

"Definitely bringing handcuffs," thought Leslie. I am sure they are confused about why I just moaned. Come on. Leslie with a whip.

"It will actually be a crop," said Leslie.

Whatever.

Yeah, she laughed again.

"We don't have a choice, do we?" said the mom.

"You always have choices, but if you love your kids and love yourselves, you'll work on this," said Leslie. "Your kids are fine. They're going to thrive. If you want to be a part of their lives, clean yourselves up."

"Where's the car?" asked the dad. Leslie escorted them out and came back in.

She pulled off the gun and slid it under the counter. I am not sure that helped anything. Leslie is in yoga shorts and a bra top.

I damn near came.

"Go home," she said. "I've got the desk."

"You're taking a late shift at the desk at the hotel," I said.

"Sure," said Leslie, just as a couple walked in. A freaking adorable couple. Early twenties and sexy. They walked up to the desk.

"I think I like this hotel already," said the guy. The girl laughed and slapped him lightly on the arm and then turned back to Leslie.

"Oh, who am I kidding, me too," said the girl.

They're right, of course.

"Go!" said Leslie, to me.

So I went.

The couple

Hell yes, I am telling this story. This is Leslie.

"Is there a reason a Dionysus Princess is checking us in?" said the woman. "As joyous as that is?"

"Just helping out," I said. "May I help you?"

"Just checking in," he said. "Noelle and Titus." He added their last names. I liked that he introduced her, too.

"Ah yes," I said. "I have your reservation right here. I see you're here with us for a week. I am afraid that the room you requested was not available, so we upgraded you a little. You'll be in the honeymoon suite."

"What?" they both said. I just smiled and waited.

"Really?" said Noelle and I smiled. Took her right to the edge. She turned to Titus.

"Jinx," she said. Then she put a lot of heat into that kiss.

"Too bad you didn't say it, too," said Noelle, in a husky voice.

"I'm off in an hour," I said.

They both moaned. It is such a sweet compliment.

You could see Noelle steel herself.

"Girl, just ask," I said. "You have to know we appreciate it."

"Would you join us in the honeymoon suite for a night of passion?" said Noelle. Titus turned to her.

"You'd be OK with that?" said Titus. "That's so hot." Noelle laughed.

"I don't think we communicate well," said Noelle. "Yes, I'd love that. I'd like to ravish her, have her ravish me, and watch you fuck her. Repeatedly. If only her spouses were here, they'd ravish us, too. I'd love to watch Hunter fuck you in the ass."

Titus moaned.

"I'd like all that, too," said Titus, softly.

"I guess there is a reason we decided to surprise Leslie," said Hallie. She and Hunter had walked up behind them at the beginning of the conversation and stayed quiet.

Just then Priya walked up. You might remember her. Sexy desk clerk.

"Jessica asked me to cover for the next hour," said Priya.

"And then you'll join us," said Hallie.

"Oh yeah," said Priya.

"Best vacation ever," said Noelle. "But we're wildly out of balance."

That's when Orlando, Gabe, and Luca walked in.

Just the three of them.

"Not anymore!" said Noelle.

Tavi, Tomas, and Horacio walked in then.

"Even better," said Titus.

For sure.

Turns out it really is their honeymoon. We helped them celebrate.

Used up a LOT of spatulas. Did I mention they're twins?

Not Hunter and Hallie, although they are.

Titus and Noelle.

I like twins.

It's late

It's late, so I am sure that Lilly will be asleep. I'll talk to her in the morning. I slipped in from the garage and quietly made my way to my bedroom.

Oh my.

The room is lit by candlelight. Lilly is lying on top of the bed. Naked.

And sound asleep.

She is so beautiful.

I tried to slip quietly out of the room, but she woke up.

"Strip for me," she said.

So I did. She patted the bed next to her and I laid down. She rolled up and on to my legs and lifted my cock.

She positioned herself over my cock and just as she slid down, we both spoke.

"Will you marry me?" we both said. We kind of looked at each other for a moment.

"Jinx!" she shouted, with such glee.

I was spent when we were done. It was the most amazing night of my life.

In my dreams

Last night with Dad was amazing. I guess I should call him Kenton now that we're getting married. We were barely out of the shower when the doorbell rang.

OK, it was a two hour shower.

I opened the door and holy shit.

Leslie, Hunter, and Hallie.

They walked in and stripped. Just took it all off.

OK, not quite. Leslie is in leather panties and a leather bra if you can call that little bit of material a bra.

"Faux leather," said Leslie.

Of course.

Hunter and Hallie have collars on. Literal dog collars.

That is all they have on. Hallie is very pregnant.

"I have never seen anyone as sexy as you," I said.

"She's sexy, isn't she?" said Hallie.

"I was speaking to you," I said.

Hallie looks surprised. Hunter and Leslie look really happy. Leslie went over to Hallie and took off the collar and put it on herself. Then she stripped, which we all appreciated, and handed the crop to Hallie.

The day only got better.

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