The Call - Chapter 114 - President Sasha
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I can't even spell Kazakhstan

Thank goodness for spell check. Carlina here. The mess in Kazakhstan got dumped in my lap. Does everyone forget I am 9? I suppose they actually do. The UN Secretary General has a daughter about my age. My bet is her bedtime is 2100 and she's not allowed outside without an adult. In fact, I'm calling him up.

"I have an issue and I need your help," I said.

"Anything. What can I do?" he said.

"You've asked me to step in and fix this problem. I need an aide. Someone that can stay with me and keep track of what needs to be done and execute on it," I said.

"That doesn't seem that difficult. You don't have someone available?" he said.

"I had someone specific in mind," I said. "It would be a good learning experience."

"It certainly would," he agreed. "How can I help? Is it someone within the UN?"

"Adriana," I said. "As I said, I think it would be a good learning experience."

"Adriana! But she is 10," he said, almost shouting.

"How old am I?" I said. "I know you know the answer."

"That's different," he said. Oh, I was waiting him out. I just stayed quiet. He took a long time.

"How do I explain it to my wife?" he said, softly.

"I believe I heard it was a good learning experience," I said. "Listen. I wouldn't ask if it wasn't safe. This isn't a country at war. I won't even be onsite for all that long. We'll find an interim President and then hold elections. It really would be a good for her."

"I feel backed into a corner," he said.

"Good. That was my intention," I said, laughing.

"Will you come meet my wife?" he asked.

"Sure," I said. "Let's have lunch tomorrow. Italian or Japanese?"

"Japanese," he said, reluctantly.

"Sagagura at 1300," I said. "You, your wife, and Adriana."

"We'll see you there," he said, and hung up.


Putting on the pressure

I brought a friend with me that has been onsite in Nur-Sultan. They might say no to me.

They can't say no to Jessica. Jessica gets her way.


I do get my way

These situations confuse me. I was born in Dionysus and don't know anything else. I've traveled everywhere, and most of the world still confuses me. You have to be sixteen to drive a car? Eighteen to fuck?

Good lord. No wonder the kids are bored and act out. I wouldn't even be in kindergarten yet in their world. Jessica here.

That wouldn't be going well.

We landed on the original apartment and went all the way down to the garage and grabbed a car. I don't know why it was here, but there was a McLaren Elva. If you haven't seen it, which you haven't given it is still a concept, google it. It is sex on wheels. Of course, this one flies too. I suspect they all do, but it isn't turned on for the non-Dionysus consumer. If there are any. We tend to snap up Belen's creations en masse.

It is also a roadster, without even a top. We flew over the city laughing. It is so damn much fun.

Yes, I drove. We were making a point, right? Can't let the old girl of 9 drive. Our timing couldn't have been better. Geraldo and his wife Melana were walking up with Adriana. We floated down into a loading zone right next to them. Yeah, they watched us as the car came down. We got out and the car flew off. Hey, no top, it might rain.

"Did your car just fly away empty?" asked Adriana. "Wait, never mind. Of course, it did. I'm Adriana." I laughed, because she waited for us to offer our hands.

"Princess Jessica, it is an honor to meet you," said Adriana. "It is equally an honor to meet you Countess Carlina."

"If you call us that again, I'll have you thrown in irons," I said. "We're just Jessica and Carlina. You must be Melana and Geraldo. It is such a pleasure to meet you. I was working with Carlina in Nur-Sultan and invited myself to join you for lunch. I love Japanese food."

They both just looked at me. Down at me. I'm pretty damn little. I think their jaws were on the floor.

"You're in Nur-Sultan? I've been following the situation and it is horrific. I'm so impressed with what you've accomplished. Have you worked out a plan for the government yet?" said Adriana. Her parents just looked at her.

"You know about all this?" said Melana.

"Of course. It's a critical situation affecting kids. Why wouldn't I follow it? The work they have done in Prague is incredible," said Adriana.

I think this was blowing up their view of their own daughter. Just wait. It will get crazier.

"Let' go in and we can chat," said Carlina. We went in and got seated. I think it confused them all when everyone in the restaurant shouted "Carlina".

"I like this place. I ate here all the time when I was our UN ambassador," said Carlina. That got more stares. "I left right before you moved Geraldo. I knew your predecessor quite well. A fine man."

"I am lost and confused," said Geraldo. "I know things are different in Dionysus, but still."

"Good grief Mom," said Adriana. "Carlina won the Nobel Peace Prize. Do you live under a rock? So, you're both onsite. I assume one of you is in charge?"

"One of you?" jumped in Geraldo. "Carlina is 9. How old are you Jessica?"

"4," said Jessica, with a smile. Geraldo turned to Adriana.

"And you thought she might be in charge?" said Geraldo.

I think Melana was tired of him.

"So, what can our family do for you?" said Melana. "We're not usually involved."

"I'm stepping out of my role and heading home," said Jessica. "I was Carlina's aide. Essentially her number two. If she wasn't available, I was, and we were interchangeable. We had to make the big decisions. The smaller ones are done at much lower levels. Ultimately we were in charge. Carlina will be leading the country for a bit, until we can find a suitable replacement, so think of it as the President's Chief of Staff."

"So, you're thinking of Adriana for the role," said Melana. Geraldo was almost catatonic.

"What a wonderful opportunity," said Melana. Geraldo just stared at her like she was an alien.

"That would be so cool," said Adriana. "I can do that." Her confidence was incredible.

"Why don't we have a nice lunch and Adriana can head back with us?" said Jessica. "We will need you to sign the permission forms acknowledging that she'll be living under Dionysus rules."

"Of course," said Melana. "She's already on birth control, so you'll want to continue that." Geraldo might have briefly passed out.

"You're saying she can have sex!" said Geraldo. Melana and Adriana both laughed.

"What century do you live in?" said Melana. "She already is. This will just be in a safe and nurturing environment."

Geraldo didn't like it. Melana did. Melana was going to win.

Did you ever doubt it?


Off to Kazakhstan

Yes, I can spell it. My name is Adriana. I am finally becoming the person I was meant to be. OK, that sounded like a recruiting poster. I am from Guatemala. It may surprise you to know that young girls' opinions are not highly valued in my culture. We're supposed to be pretty and quiet.

Fuck that.

I am not of my culture. Damn, that might be my slogan when we head home and I run for President.

Next year.

For now, I'm Carlina's aide. How great for my resume, such as it is. In other words, empty. We just landed in Nur-Sultan and have a meeting shortly with two women that Carlina believes should run for the president and vice-president roles. I have no idea of their background, but trust Carlina. Carlina said she got the names from Orlando. Let's be honest, between the two of them, they've changed entire nations. Carlina also opened up Dionysus in so many ways. Remember the interview with Carlina and Gabe.

A game changer.

Jessica is with us, because she is going to train me in the job. The three of us are going to be fun together. Fun with a capital F, as they say.

We landed at their new embassy which used to be a boutique hotel. I've read the journal. I know how it works. Sasha and Audrey were already there, with their kids, Evnika and Sarsen.

I'd do all four of them. You know, I need to be more positive. I will do all four of them. See how much better that is. I recognized them both. You'd have to live under a rock to not recognize them. Their kids were just as adorable and both 10.

Perfect. But business before pleasure. Carlina had clearly already met them both. Let me rephrase that. Carlina had clearly met all four of them. The hint might have been the kiss from Evnika, although Jessica and I both got equally as passionate a kiss. Sarsen went for the kiss too and actually pushed Carlina through an orgasm. I was trying that.

It was feeling like a good choice when he pushed Jessica through an even bigger orgasm.

"You must teach me this power," I said, laughing.

"It's psychological. You believe you will, so you will," said Audrey.

"You sure about that?" said Sarsen. "What's the bet?"

"You don't have to make your bed for a week," said Audrey. Sarsen leaned in for the kiss. With his mom. Finally, they broke the kiss when Audrey started dripping on the floor.

Through her shorts.

"OK, two weeks," said Audrey. She was really flushed, which made Sasha laugh.

"Why don't we sit down, and you can tell us what is going on and then we can all fuck," said Sasha. I like this woman. A lot. Evnika is fun too and looks just like her mom at that age.

Yum.

Carlina led us into a room with a conference table. We all got drinks and sat down. For some reason there was a ton of Coke Zero, which is my drink, so I was happy.

"A conference room?" asked Audrey. "Is this some kind of a theme fuck?"

"Maybe," said Carlina. "But after some actual business. You're aware of why we're here?"

"Yes," said Sasha. "We've talked about it a lot. All four of us."

"We want to help," said Sarsen. Evnika nodded, then Audrey and Sasha did. I am going to have to learn to control my lust during business meetings. Oh, Carlina just laughed and so did Jessica.

"Nah," said Jessica. "We all do it. It's impossible not to do it. We sit through damn near every meeting wet and hopeful." Then she gave me a killer smile and the rest of the group got to watch me just vibrate through a big orgasm.

"Meetings with you are fun," said Sasha. "What do we need to do to have more meetings? Said no one in the business world." Everyone laughed.

"Not our business meetings," said Carlina. "Hell, the council meetings are officially called council meeting/orgy. Sometimes the orgy comes first. Sometimes the orgy comes after."

"Sometimes the orgy comes during," laughed Jessica.

I must work my entire life for the country of Dionysus. That made them both laugh again.

"I'm going to just dive in," said Carlina. "We're in a tough spot. We can't get elections setup quickly enough and I don't want to run the country."

"You're officially in charge?" said Audrey. She didn't even seem to be surprised.

"Sort of," said Carlina. "I lead the UN Mission, who have been invited in to restore their government. My being the highest ranking UN team member puts me in charge of the country, until I can appoint an interim President and VP."

"Well, that has to suck," said Audrey. "It's not like you know a lot of people here."

"That's true, but I do know two pretty well," said Carlina. She just left it there. Evnika and Sarsen started laughing.

"Why are you laughing?" asked Audrey, who is Sarsen's mom.

"Because she is talking about you two. Sasha for President and Audrey for VP?" said Evnika. "Mom's better known."

Carlina just smiled and stayed quiet.

"There is no freaking way. We have no experience. We're too young!" said Sasha.

Carlina looked at her for a minute. Then she looked at me and smiled, then looked at Jessica and smiled.

"Today is Adriana's first day as my chief of staff. It is her first day holding any job," said Carlina. "She is the oldest of the three of us and is 10. When I'm out of the country, which is frequently, she is running the country."

I really, really wanted to scream "I am!" but I just kept quiet and smiled. I am?

"Listen," said Carlina. "I know this might not be your life choice, but we need someone we can trust and honestly, you're pretty well-known. We think that if you are appointed, then you could run and would win. You love this country. I know you do."

"You really think we could do it?" asked Sasha, quietly.

"Yes, but you wouldn't be doing it alone," said Carlina. "I'll still be here and so will Adriana. We have resources and you know you can ask for help from any of us. Including Orlando."

"Help, Orlando, we need help. Lots of repeated help," said Sarsen. OK, we all laughed, but they all have a mental image of Orlando. Naked. Except me. We must fix that.

"OK, what's involved?" asked Sasha. That was a good sign.

"Basically, you follow us around. At first, you can observe. Then you can start making the decisions. Tomorrow I'll pass the torch," said Carlina.

"Tomorrow!" they all screamed.

It appears our meeting is being interrupted by an orgy. It happens. Often. Or so they tell me.

Poor Sarsen. There are six women and just Sarsen. Sarsen does not seem upset at the prospect. He suggested that it would be more fun if we had all cum a few times. A few times! I know in my case it was six. OK, it was one continuous orgasm facilitated by six different people. Didn't you like facilitated? I'm sexy when I use big words, right?

So, it started with Evnika. She pushed me over and laid right down on me. My orgasm with her started with the lightest of kisses. I think it helped that she was rubbing her nipples on mine and had her leg between mine just pushing against my clit. I flipped her around and we spent a surprising amount of time getting each other off. I heard the moans around us, and everyone was doing everyone. In my case, it went Audrey, Carlina, Sasha, Sarsen. I rode Sarsen cowgirl and the boy has skills. Serious skills. Still on that continuous orgasm, for sure. Finally, he pulled out and covered me with cum, which was impressive, since I was last, except for Jessica, and she's too young.

Oh, she's not. I have now learned what an exception is. Jessica is the best of them all. By far. And the rest were damn near as good. She cleaned me up and kissed me all the cum while Sarsen just pounded her. I was just about clean when Sarsen pulled out and covered us both.

Well what could we do? We cleaned each other up, of course.

Our meeting was about 20 minutes. Our orgy lasted about four hours. Four. Hours.

Finally, we were lying on the carpet, naked and sticky.

"When I meet with people outside of the government, do we all get naked and fuck too?" asked Sasha.

"Probably," said Carlina. "It depends on the people. Certainly, anyone from Dionysus."

"Anyone," said Audrey. I am not sure why, but just then Horacio and Amy walked in the room. No, I have not met them, but know them. They're both pretty well-known.

"For example," I said. "Amy and Horacio. We're trying to explain working with people from Dionysus. Would you like to get naked and fuck please?"

Amy looked at Horacio.

"Well, she did say please," said Amy. Horacio smiled and started undressing Amy. This was going well.

Let's just say we wore Horacio out pretty quickly, but Amy doesn't wear out. Maybe ever.


Can we do this?

We're just girls living a decent life without a lot of headaches. We get recognized occasionally, but the interactions are almost always positive. We're single moms that are proud of our kids too.

Oh, this is Audrey. My job would be easy compared to Sasha. Our country is broken.

We need to do this. Which is good, because there is a press conference in about 10 minutes to announce our appointments. Oops. Not 10 minutes.

Now.

Sasha and I are both dressed in conservative dresses, as is Carlina. She is so freaking adorable. Evnika and Sarsen are with us and also dressed nicely. Sarsen looks so good in khakis and a blue oxford cloth shirt. Evnika is Sasha at that age. Here we go.

"Thank you all for coming today," said Carlina. "As you are aware, we have made progress in restoring order. As of last night, over 75% of the people that fled the country have been apprehended. The vast majority of the funds stolen have been returned. As committed, Dionysus will make the country whole."

That got a little clapping even from the journalists.

"I have been tasked with leading this turnaround until we found the appropriate interim President and Vice-president. I am pleased to say that we have done so and are here to introduce them to you," added Carlina. She waved us up. Evnika and Sarsen came with us.

"Many of you know the two women that are up here with me today. Some may know them in a different context but put that to the side for the moment. Sasha and Audrey came into the role reluctantly. They come with the highest of recommendations. Orlando introduced us and is a vocal proponent. I'll turn this over to them," said Carlina. She stepped back and actually stepped off the small stage. At least Sasha is first.

"Good afternoon," said Sasha. "You may consider us an unusual choice, but if nothing else, Dionysus has proven that ordinary people can serve their country with distinction. Audrey and I, along with our children Evnika and Sarsen were born and raised here. We love our country, faults and all. We understand we are inexperienced but are thrilled to have the support and coaching of powerful, successful leaders like Carlina and Orlando. We cannot promise we will be perfect, or even do well, but what we can do is promise that we will work hard for what we believe is the best for the country. Our country. Our home."

She stepped back and I was supposed to speak now. I am not sure I can.

Sarsen came over and took my hand and pulled me to the podium. Then he gave me a hug.

I'll do this for him.

"Thank you all," I said. "I don't have much to add. I've gotten to see the wonderful work that Carlina and her team have done in our country and in other countries. Their focus is, and always has been, on the success of the children. On that note, we have contracted with the country of Dionysus to temporarily take over our school systems and implement their programs. Once in place, they will transition the system back to us. Our success depends on our children. We believe our children should be given the best opportunity to succeed."

"We're open to questions, as long as you realize that our answer will often be we don't know yet," said Sasha.

"Do you feel qualified to take on such a big role," asked a report. A fair question.

"No. Not even close. Haven't a clue where my office even is," said Sasha. "Which is exactly how every prior President likely felt. I admit I was reluctant to accept, and Audrey was even more so. But we love our country and all we can promise to do is find talented people to advise us and to do our best. I had the opportunity yesterday evening to discuss the situation with Queen Amy. I asked her how she did it and she laughed. As she put it, they still don't know what they're doing, but trying to be good citizens of the world seems to be working out OK. We want to be good citizens of the world."

"Were you in bed with her at the time?" asked a reporter, in a really snarky voice. Sasha surprised me.

"Yes," said Sasha, with a smile.

And she left it there. The reporter was hanging out there. Would anyone follow up?

Nope. Most of them moaned. The reporter wasn't done yet.

"Was King Bob with you?" she added. Yes, a woman.

"No, I'm afraid not, but I am still hopeful for a future opportunity," said Sasha, with a smile. "But a truly delightful young man named Horacio was. For his age, he was quite talented, and Queen Amy would agree. No, that's not fair. Regardless of his age, he was quite talented."

That sort of silenced the audience.

"Listen," added Sasha. "I wouldn't have said any of that without their permission and yes, I did it to shock you a little. Have you learned nothing from the success of Dionysus? I am a sexual young woman. I have no reason to hide that. None of us do."

After that, we got a few softballs and it was done.

Now where are our offices? We'll come back to this thread. We're too busy leading the country.

And fucking. There's a lot of fucking.


My name is Earl

I am so done with references to the damn TV show. Can we get this headline changed?

Guess not. My name is Earl. I'm Erin's brother. If you recall, I am at the Castleton school in Indianapolis. Or was. I graduated with my business degree, followed by a Master's in IT theory.

Neither of those got me this new job. My PMP certification did. Project management. So, I went from being a PC tech, one day, to running our newest mall conversion project, the next day. In Minneapolis. Technically in Bloomington. OK, technically a while back. I suck at entries. I'm months late in writing this up.

So, the mall. The Mall of America. It is freaking huge. It has an amusement park, an aquarium, and an awful lot of stores. This was going to be a unique conversion, because we were going to shrink the mall part, but not eliminate it. The area still needed a mall. Just not this big of a mall. I overpaid and bought the IKEA that is in the parking lot and paid for them to build a new building nearby.

Think of the size of an IKEA. Now imagine it as one of our community centers. Thankfully, given a project this size, I have a partner-in-crime, so to speak. You may remember Lizzie. She is the daughter of the President of Target. She goes to our Dallas school and has followed the same basic educational path I have, except she added a focus on retail. She has a few classes to go, but really missed living with her mom, so she's going to commute to nearby schools. She can do almost all of it remotely and she's close and well, I need her now.

Need being an interesting word. I'm 13. Lizzie is 14. We're both working hard.

We're both horny. Lizzie invites me over to dinner many, if not most, nights. I barely use my apartment. I usually fall asleep either next to Lizzie, or between Lizzie and Cathy. Her mom.

Cathy is fun too.

This is a pretty typical story, with one exception. This is going to be our first student-led campus. Remember how there are Student presidents? Frida was the student president and Magda was the president of our Berlin campus.

Look at me using our. Like I'm part of all this.

I am part of all this!

Hey, we get excited. It's OK. Right now, Lizzie and I are getting dressed in our finest clothes. She just helped me slip on my suit jacket and I zipped up her dress. I am laughing though, because Cathy insisted on pictures. It felt like we were going to prom.

Hey, maybe we could go to prom. That got my arm a squeeze and a quick kiss. I'm going to read that as yes. Except it was Cathy that did it.

Kidding. It was Lizzie. Then Cathy did. Then we ended up naked.

We had to hurry though.

Sorry, I didn't finish. We're not going to prom. We have a meeting with the Board of Directors of the University of Minnesota system. The world is understanding us better now. I called the main switchboard of the local campus and asked for the Chairperson of the Board. I introduced myself, on the phone, before asking, because that is what you do.

They put me right through. To his cellphone. He was echoing a bit, and a little hard to hear. Oh God. They didn't. I quickly suggested he call me back at his convenience and hung up.

I'm pretty sure he was pooping.


Ewww

That's a little gross. Says the boy that always has his phone on the toilet. Just like all of you. I could tell you all about the meeting, but honestly, it was a meeting. That worked.

It appears I own a university system now. Including a medical school. We got home and waiting for us at Lizzie's house were Pari, Morgon, Elena, and Frida. I hadn't met Elena and Frida yet, but given that when we walked in, they were all naked on the living room carpet, I can say I have met them now. I believe I might have briefly died. Lizzie, Pari, Frida, Morgon, Elena, in that order.

I think Elena killed me. Luckily she is a doctor and revived me.

Yeah, revived that too. One more. What to do, what to do.

How handy that Cathy got home from work.

Now we are focused on the next important thing. Food. We must replenish ourselves. I sound like a robot. Luckily JetsonCars also includes JetsonEats and for some of us the restaurant choices are a little more far-reaching. We were feeling Thai food. Sure, we could get local Thai, but come on. I've had the Thai in New York.

"OK everyone, I'm ordering the Thai from New York. You'll love it," I said.

"No, wait," said Elena. "The Thai in New York is great, but we're not in a huge hurry. The Thai in Paris is better. It's the original. Go with Paris."

"Huh?" said Cathy. Cathy tends to say that a lot around us.

"For many of us, the JetsonEats app has a much wider selection of choices. Yours does. Lizzie's does too," said Elena. "You probably assumed it was more for if you're in Paris, but it is also available for take out."

"How long does that take?" asked Cathy. "Is this for tomorrow?"

"No, no," said Elena. "They have a courier bring it. Let's say ten minutes to prepare, 15 for delivery. I'd guess less than a half hour."

"15 minutes. From Paris," said Cathy.

"Come on Mom," said Lizzie. "Get used to it. You've entered a different world."

Cathy laughed, looking around the room at all of us. Everyone was still naked. And sticky. With a little cum.

"I like this new world," she said, with a leer. That broke up the room.

"Shouldn't we get dressed?" asked Lizzie. "Or at least one of us?"

"Nope," I said. "Doesn't matter who it is, the nudity and cum won't bother them. Depending on who it is, they might join in."

Just then the door from the garage opened and in walked Luca. Elena screamed and ran. How he managed to quickly set down all the packages and catch her in mid-air, I can't explain.

"Prince Luca is bringing us delivery personally?" said Lizzie. "Should I count on royal delivery drivers every time?"

"Of course," said Luca. "We are here to serve." He even used his royal voice. They all have one.

"For that, brother, you have to fuck Lizzie first," said Elena. Luca laughed.

"First, huh," he said. Elena just crossed her arms and looked at him.

"First it is," said Luca. He gave Lizzie a smile and Momma didn't raise no stupid girl. She damn near ran over. He just stood there and smiled. I should turn this over to Lizzie.


Prince freaking Luca

No, make that Prince fucking Luca. I reached and helped him pull his t-shirt over his head.

Then I stopped long enough to admire the outcome. My God. Then again, I'd say the same about Earl. I unbuckled Luca's shorts. He'd already kicked off flip-flops. Then I pulled down his shorts. Ah, commando.

My favorite. Oh look, his cock is right there. What could I do but suck it right in? Earl has really taught me how to suck a cock and deep throat. You're assuming I mean I practice on him, and I do, but I mean he taught me. By example. I could feel Luca get close and pulled off to a moan from him.

And a moan from Mom. You go Mom.

"Have you cum today?" I asked and he shook his head no. My sex life is so amazing that we ask that question because every male in the house is going to get used up.

When he shook his head no, Mom moaned too. I waved her over and that's how I ended up blowing Luca with my mom.

I am fully immersed in the Dionysus culture.

He didn't last long, and he grabbed his cock and made sure to cum all over Mom's tits and mine, with a little on our pussies too.

Then he cleaned us up. Oh. My. God. He has skills. Do you know what I really liked?

That Earl came over and watched and Luca coached him on some new things. Earl loves to learn new things. He told me the story about Bob's training class.

I'm on the waiting list for a spot.

I realized Luca was hard again and just pushed him over and climbed on board. The man is strong. He did all the work and he is on the bottom! He was picking me up and dropping me and not letting me drop too fast. He was lifting me up and lowering me. The muscles and tendons in his arms were just standing out and he wasn't even breathing heavily. I'm not huge, but I'm not a waif either.

It was incredible.

"Hey Earl, can you do this?" I asked. Then I realized I might have hurt his feelings, until he answered.

"Sure," he said. That's when Elena pushed him over and sat right down on his cock.

"Prove it," she said.

And he did. Given how many times he had already cum, I was impressed.

So was Elena. It's a good thing we don't have neighbors too close.

You know, I think I'll keep this short. The Thai is getting cold. I'm so excited to be home.

Earl and I did have a disagreement. I wanted to run for Student President. Earl said I shouldn't. He didn't want to tell me why.

"It is not that I don't want to tell you why," said Earl. "I just know you shouldn't, and I don't know why. I just feel it. If there is one thing I have learned in the Dionysus culture. If you feel something strongly, you may not know why, but you know.

I didn't get why either, but I understood his point. So, I didn't run. My friend Elsie did. I was a little jealous, but she did win!

So, we celebrated with Earl.


Bob's moon house

Bob here. If you recall, Julia said I'd be the host for the moon trips a lot. That was true, and I did love it, but wasn't always in the mood to be the host. So, I did the only thing I could do.

I had Lawrence build another module, just for the family. I never minded sharing with family, I just sometimes wanted to stay in our pod and the host had to be more outgoing. Sometimes I was, but I liked being the surprise guest more the that host.

Make sense? I am sure it does, because everyone has times they want solitude on the moon, right?

I realized that I had done one-on-one trips with all three girls but never with Orlando. How in the world did that happen? I guess we were just so busy. OK, maybe he was busy. I don't think the time I spend masturbating qualifies.

Fun though.

So, this was going to be bro time. Now remember, our module was part of Gamma on the moon, so it wasn't like we couldn't invite people to join us. We were not completely anti-social. After all, we like to fuck. OK, that would happen if it was just the two of us, but you get my point.

We got to the station and docked at our module. It was late morning so we thought we would relax for a bit and have lunch in the main restaurant. We had decided we would invite a few people back for the afternoon. We hadn't made any choices of men or women.

Or boys or girls.

Just whomever caught our fancy. We wandered out into the common area wearing just shorts. Most people were naked, but we found that the first introduction to our family was a little overwhelming, so we chose to cover up.

A little.

They were exercise shorts. Kind of like bike shorts without the padding. In white and slight transparent. Very tight.

You get the idea. We still had trouble understanding why meeting us was a big deal. Just two young guys from Florida, right?

The common area was pretty full. Probably twenty people just relaxing. There was a group of kids playing with Legos on the floor. Another group was playing Monopoly, but most were adults. A few were reading a book. There was one couple in the corner just going at it. The woman, no strike that, the girl, was on her knees and the man was just pounding her. A boy was underneath them. You know the position. Just as we walked in, he pulled out and just drenched the boy's face and the girl's pussy. He sat back and watched while they cleaned each other up. We did too. The kids licked off his cock and all three got up.

"Nice to meet you both," said the man as he walked off. Oh, we assumed they were his kids. Nope. You have to love Gamma.

Boy they were tiny for 9-years-old. We knew they had to be, but they looked to be about 5-years-old. Just as we started to introduce ourselves there was a cheer from the direction of the Monopoly game. All four of us turned just as one of the players took another in his mouth. The guy who was getting sucked was huge. I'd guess 6'5", very muscular, with a thick 8-inch (20 cm) cock. The boy that was sucking him was young. Maybe 10 years old. He was hard too which is no surprise. We all stood there in awe. The boy was deep throating him while gently playing with his balls. We could see that big cock stretch his throat on every stroke. Another player, a young girl, came up with a bottle of lube and squirted it on the boy's right hand.

Oh.

He reached around and shoved a finger in the big guy's ass. That was all it took. He pulled out and just covered the boy's chest with cum. A lot of cum. Dripping down onto the boy's cock cum.

Then they both sat down and continued the game like nothing had happened. The boy was still dripping and seemed oblivious to it. The girl next to him wasn't. She kept reaching over and using a finger to scoop up some cum. Most of it she licked right off. Sometimes she offered the finger to the woman on her left who I would bet money was her mom.

I was peeking out of the top of my shorts by now. I took the hand of the first young girl and Orlando took the hand of the young boy and we led them over to a lounge. That lounge happened to already have a young girl on it, but all four of us wanted to watch. We approached the girl and she was in a zone. Eyes closed. Fingers gently stroking her clit and sliding a finger in and out. Her other hand was playing with her nipples. She opened her eyes and saw she had an audience and smiled at us but kept going. She was young. Too young for us, but not to watch. I'd guess as young as 5-years-old.

I felt something and looked down and the girl who had walked over with me was casually stroking my cock through the fabric of my speedo. I realized the young boy was doing the same to Orlando.

Just then the girl on the lounge just exploded. Bouncing up and down on the lounge exploded. Deep throated moans exploded. It took her a moment to recover and then she introduced herself. Sure, explosive orgasm followed by introductions.

She was Emilia, from Rome, and to our utter shock, she is Thirties-years-old. She laughed from our expressions.

"No one believes I am Thirties years old, but I am," said Emilia. "I am a very, very good fuck too. So tight. You must experience my skills."

Oh, we would. You knew we would. What's up with all the tiny Thirties-year-olds?

Our two other new friends introduced themselves too. The young girl was Chavi. The young boy was Zahur. They were from Seres, in Northern Greece. They are 9-year-old twins. The kids were all surprised that we spoke both Italian and Greek. We introduced ourselves, but all three of them laughed. They all switched to English so everyone could understand each other until Emilia said she could speak Greek.

Of course, she could.

Emilia was here with her uncle, but she didn't know where he was right now.

"I'm pretty sure he is fucking someone. Probably a young boy. He likes young boys," said Emilia, with a laugh.

Chavi and Zahur were here by themselves. Orlando and I both must have reacted because all three of them laughed.

"Come on," said Chavi. "Surely you understand powerful young men and women." Yes, yes we do.

"Both of your cocks bounced, so I'll take that as a yes," said Zahur. "Why don't all five of us go back to your room?"

That sounded like a fine idea. A very fine idea. I already had ideas of what I was going to do with Emilia. So little. So fun.


Dad likes them little

Well he does. Orlando here. I think it takes him back to Little Leslie. Those were fun times. Still are!

We got back to our room and Dad headed right into the master bedroom. Come on. We all knew why we were here. Dad wanted to make it fun, so he suggested a game of spin the bottle.

"OK, I guess," said Emilia. "But I'd rather just fuck." OK then. Dad was entranced so I let him go first. He laid back on the bed and Emilia climbed on. She is tiny and I didn't think she could take it, but she could. Quite well. She waved Zahur and me over and took a cock in each hand. Then she told Chavi to climb on Dad's face.

Which she did. So, the two girls were making out, while Emilia was gently jacking us both off. Zahur took the initiative and slid his cock between their lips, mid kiss. They took turns blowing him and it seemed like a great idea, so I slid my cock in too. Oh boy. Emilia was taking us both in her mouth and Chavi was licking our balls.

None of us lasted. We just covered both girls and Dad with cum. Lots of cum. Emilia had lifted up and off when Dad came, so he had his load all over him too.

I guess Zahur and I had clean up. I was good with that. I really do love cum.

A lot.

We wandered back out with our new friends and they ran off. Emilia did introduce us to her uncle, Arnaldo. Damn. Just damn.

"So, you like what you see Orlando. I do too. Would you like me to fuck you or would you prefer to fuck me?" asked Arnaldo.

"I'm saving myself," I said. "You'll need to fuck me."

And he did. Oh, he did. Let me describe him too. Roughly 6'3", muscular, hairy chest, 6-inch (15 cm) soft uncut cock. Of course, I could see all this.

Gamma. Naked.

I walked over to a clean lounge and got on my knees. I felt fingers preparing me, but small ones. I looked back.

Emilia. Oh joy.

She pulled out her fingers and guided Arnaldo in. Then she crawled under me. She is very sensitive. Very sensitive. Then again I knew she had both just cum and been fucked.

Yep, a little more for me to lick out, you know. Dad hadn't gotten completely out in time.

Arnaldo was just pounding me and it was glorious. I looked over and Dad was getting fucked by Zahur, with Chavi underneath. I was trying that too, before we went home.

So far our bro-cation was a lot of fun.


Parties are fun too

Orlando here. Oh yes we were going to tonight's event. It was called a One piece party. Everyone was dressed, barely, in their choice of a single article of clothing. The rules actually said one piece only. Your choice of piece. I loved the women that came wearing a tankini top. One piece only, remember?

I'm pretty sure the winner was Arnaldo. He arrived wearing a headband. Only a headband.

I wish I'd thought of it.

The related rule was that you could have all the sex you want but couldn't take off the one piece of clothing. You could pull it to the side or otherwise move it, but not off. There were some liberal interpretations of that rule.

Somehow people started encouraging Dad to play a game of Sell me your story. We had to play a slightly modified version, since there couldn't be payoffs later. We're all just here for a bit. So, the game was closer to Why should we fuck?. Tell me why you're my choice. The reality is that Dad would do anyone on the space station that was of legal age. He loves people. All shapes, sizes, colors, and ages.

He does like them young though.

Dad finally agreed, reluctantly. They moved a big chair to the center of the room, and everyone lined up. Everyone. Guests. Staff. Me.

I didn't think I'd win, but I'd win later.

What they didn't know about Dad was that outgoing, gregarious, confident, and sexy was going to lose. I know Dad's thinking. People like that get plenty of sex with anyone they want. He was looking for timid and eager. Someone that really, really wanted it, but couldn't express it well. There were a good 100 people in line, so you had 20 seconds. It would still take us 30 or 40 minutes. The men mostly focused on their sexual prowess and swung their dicks around. Seriously, that's what they did.

Dad zoned them out quickly. You didn't announce your winner to the end, so he wasn't telegraphing a type. The women used a surprisingly similar approach, highlighting something they thought would appeal. Tight pussy was in there a lot. So was incredible blowjobs. Then came a boy of about 15. Good looking kid. Tall, fairly average all around, but he looked a little scared. He bumbled a bit in his time but focused on being a caring lover.

He was also faking it. We sense things, remember? One of the things we sense is honesty. You lie to us, we know. Without a doubt. 100%.

He was lying. Dad actually stopped him and leaned forward.

"I know this is a game and a silly one at that, but lying isn't the way to win," he said, to the young man. A look of shock went across the kid's face. He meekly stepped away. Dad was polite, but firm.

I suspect it changed a few pitches. Once everyone was done, and no, I didn't make a pitch, Dad needed to decide. I'd be willing to bet I knew his two finalists. Mazaa is from Ethiopia. I looked her up and she is 11. Thin, beautiful, with simply amazing puffies. Think Pari, if Pari was black. Yes, Dad has a type and skin color isn't one of the criteria.

The other was Alli. Alli is 12 and MtF. Alli is really shy and could barely spit out her reasoning, but it boiled down to she wanted a life experience and dammit she was going to go for it. Meekly.

Finally, we were through the line and Dad came over to talk to me.

"Which one do I pick?" he asked. He wasn't asking me about everyone. He was asking me about Mazaa and Alli.

"You're more attracted to Mazaa, but Alli needs it more," I said. He smiled at me and nodded.

"Do you mind being a consolation prize?" he asked. I laughed.

"It would be my honor," I said, bowing. He swatted me on the butt. I kind of liked it, but that's another entry.

"Do you have a preference?" he asked, and I shook my head no. They're both amazing, but just don't know it yet. We walked back to the front.

"We have an unusual situation," announced Dad. "It was too close to call, and we have two winners. I have asked Orlando if he would join with me. We ask that the two winners confer, and they make the choice of who pairs off with whom first. Our winners are Mazaa and Alli." The word first was important. They understood.

There was a lot of buzz. It was totally not the expected pick. One dude, from New York, was pissed and yelling a bit. Dad walked over and looked him straight in the eye.

"This is exactly why you would never be picked," said Dad. "You have one chance to calm down. If not, you'll head back to Earth right now and I'll revoke your Gamma membership. You're old enough to be a role model. Act like it."

OMG. This guy doesn't actually know who Dad is. How is that possible? I realized he was with a woman, who looked supremely embarrassed. I turned to her.

"Are you together?" I asked. She sighed.

"He's my brother. I brought him as my guest. A little brother-sister time. This is basically how it has gone," she said, clearly sad. Right then, security walked up.

"He's the guest? Your membership?" asked Dad. She clearly thought he was about to revoke her membership. She nodded.

"OK," said Dad. "We'll just dump him off on Earth. We're not going to punish you. Do you want to stay or go? If you stay, perhaps you could join Orlando and me for lunch tomorrow." She laughed.

"If it is lunch in bed, I'm in," she said, laughing. That's when the guy took a swing at Dad. Dad saw it coming and let it hit. He didn't even move. It didn't rock him. It was as if no one even hit him. Now some of that is that Dad is a freaking hunk. Most of it is simpler. If we can stop a bullet, we can stop a fist. I am sure it took everything Dad had to not hit back. He just shook his head and walked back over to where Mazaa and Alli were talking.

"Have you made a decision?" asked Dad. They both looked at each other with neither wanting to be their spokesperson. Mazaa finally started.

"We would like to join together into a foursome. I'll start with Orlando," said Mazza.

"Then we'll switch. I'd like to be fucked and fuck you both," said Alli. It was clearly painful for her to talk to us.

"Then we'll finish the night with Alli fucking me," said Mazaa. That part seemed like news to Alli.

Alli liked it.

We, as a group, decided that privacy was a good thing, so headed back to our apartment. They seemed just as excited to go into the Royal apartment as anything else. We still don't get it. We finally figured out they were hopeful others from the family were here too. I get that. We both get that. Rattle off in your head who might be in the Royal apartment. Mom. Leslie. Hunter.

Ruby.

Come on. I had to go there.

"Sorry girls," I said. "Just the two of us." Which set them both off giggling. Alli turned to us as we were walking.

"Why did you pick us?" said Alli, in a really soft voice. "Our presentations were by far the worst two." That's when the lightbulb went on.

"That's why you told that boy he shouldn't lie. He figured it out and lied to try to get chosen," said Mazaa.

"It also means you don't really find us attractive and are doing it out of pity," said Alli. Dad stopped so fast that Alli ran right into him. He turned around to face her but made sure to include Mazaa.

"That is not true," said Dad, with just a hint of force. "You are beautiful, appealing young women. We're going to spend the next few hours making that point clear to you over and over."

"Hours?" squeaked Mazaa. Dad gave her a smile. One of his smiles. She moaned through a pretty powerful orgasm from it. He tempered his smile to Alli, who laughed.

"You didn't give me the same smile," said Alli. "You didn't want to waste one of my cums." The crisis seems to be averted and we resumed walking. We got into the living room and they were looking around and at the view.

"This is really nice," said Mazaa. "But not any nicer than our apartment here. That surprises me."

"Why?" I asked.

"Because you're you," said Mazaa.

"So, everything should be encrusted with gold and diamonds?" I asked. "Wait until you see the toilet paper. It is infused with gold leaf."

"Really? I would have thought silver would be a better choice," said Alli.

"No," I said. "Not really. We're just people. We love nice things and we have nice things, but as you said, this is really nice. If we're going to bring apartments to the moon, it seems like everyone should have one that they can call really nice.

"Well, this is really nice," said Mazaa. "These are not in the other apartments." She was looking at the wine rack and wine refrigerator.

"Pick one," said Dad. Mazaa looked at them, moving some bottles around. Then she looked in the refrigerator and did the same thing. She finally pulled out a bottle and brought it to Dad. He smiled at her.

"Did you pick it because it was the most expensive or because there was more than one bottle and you figured it was a favorite of ours?" he asked.

"Yes," said Mazaa, with a shy smile. Dad let out a belly laugh. They both jumped a little.

"I'm sorry," said Dad. "I get a little boisterous. I'll do better."

We opened the wine and enjoyed a glass while we got to know the girls. They were whip smart, I mean seriously smart. They broke out of their shells a little and seemed to be enjoying themselves. Alli even made a joke and I think it surprised her.

"I still don't get it. The black chick and the chick with a dick," said Alli. "Why us?"

"Because neither of those things define you. Black, brown, white, purple, green. We don't care. Except orange. Orange is weird," said Dad. Yeah, they caught the joke and laughed.

"What about me?" said Alli.

"What about you?" said Dad. "You're a beautiful young woman that just surprised herself by telling a joke. What else could you mean?"

"I have a cock!" shouted Alli. Dad looked down.

"Yes, you do," he said, leaving it hanging. Not that. You get the point.

"That really doesn't matter to you?" she said, softly.

"Have you read the journal?" I asked. They both nodded, smiling.

"Did you read anything about us not liking women with cocks?" I asked. Alli thought for a moment.

"No. The opposite. You seem to revere them. Juanita. Amai. Gina. Remei," said Alli. "You love them all."

"Yes, we do," said Dad.

"But why us?" said Mazaa. "You're sidestepping the question."

"No, we're not," said Dad. "But I'll be more direct. You both wanted to do this. You wanted me to pick you. It terrified you to be in that line and you had to really force yourselves to even talk. But you did. You got in the line. You steeled up your nerves. You made your pitch. You two wanted this more than anyone else in the line."

They both just stared at Dad, then me, then Dad.

"That's why you picked us?" said Alli. "That's kind of lame."

"No, it isn't at all," said Orlando. "It's everything. It tells you everything about us. We value people that try. Not everyone will succeed at everything they try, but they got the courage to do it. It is our number one turn-on. Powerful young women and men."

"Powerful," said Mazaa. "Us. The two meek girls that could barely speak."

"Yes," said Dad. "Powerful. You'll get past being shy. You will. Hell, we'll help you. But you will always have that power. It's intoxicating."

It really is.

"I believe I'm starting with Mazaa?" I said. That got me a big smile from Mazaa.

"And I have the honor of time with you Alli," said Dad. "How would you like to start?"

"I haven't cum today. I want you to blow me, kiss me the cum, and then fuck me. I want you to fill me up and leave it there. Then I want to fuck you," she said, in a surprisingly firm tone.

"Who do you want to clean you out?" asked Dad.

"That's your only question?" asked Alli. Dad smiled and nodded. Alli got close but managed to not cum. Dad laughed.

"You edged me with a smile," said Alli. "That's awesome."

"Mazaa, would you like to get Alli ready for me to fuck her?" asked Dad. She meekly nodded and Dad gave a little clinic on how to do it. Mazaa liked it. Alli liked it more.

"I need help Mazaa," said Dad. "Would you guide me in?" Mazaa looked at his cock with big eyes, but tentatively gripped it and helped him slide in.

"Alli could you get Mazaa ready please?" I said. "Mazaa, slide under them. You can suck Alli a little and lick Dad while Alli gets you off. If Alli is OK with it, perhaps you take his first cum." Alli damn near broke her neck nodding.

Which all happened. They enjoyed the hell out of it until Dad just filled up Alli. He pulled out and Mazaa didn't even ask if it was OK. She completely cleaned out Alli, kissing it all to her. Mazaa was really ready now. Alli is good at oral. Dad got on his knees and Mazaa got on her knees next to him. Dad leaned in for a kiss, just as we both slid in. We got into a nice rhythm, with Dad continuing to make out with Mazaa.

Who had one, long, continuous orgasm through it all. This time Alli filled up Dad and I filled up Mazaa. Alli dove right into Mazaa, leaving me to clean up Dad. Darn it.

We went on and on for a long time. Lots of different things. They learned things. We learned things. Finally, Dad and I were just about dead.

"Alli, you saved one for me, right?" said Mazaa. Alli's rock hard cock implied yes. She laid back and Mazaa climbed on. She gently bounced. They made love. It was amazing. Finally, Mazaa was in the middle of a massive orgasm when Alli came.

"Will you marry me?" said Alli, while cumming.

"Yesssssssssssss.......," moaned Mazaa. They finally calmed down.

"Just to confirm, that was a yes to my question, not just an orgasm moan," said Alli. Mazaa lightly slapped her, laughing.

"You betcha," said Mazaa, in a perfect, over the top, Canadian voice.

They rolled off next to each other and fell instantly asleep. We covered them up and then went out into the living room.

"Well that took an unexpected turn," I said.

"Particularly given Mazaa lives in Nairobi and Alli lives in Chicago," said Dad.

"Chicago is a boarding school," I said. Dad smiled. Somehow I suspect Mazaa is already enrolled. We finished the bottle of wine and took showers and went to bed. You're picturing us fucking in the shower, aren't you?

Dad did somehow find one more. I went to bed squish squish. We let the girls sleep. We found another bed.


The girls aren't up yet

It's getting late and they're still asleep. I guess we wore them out. This is Bob. I decided to at least peek in and check on them.

Well that was unexpected. Alli is asleep with Mazaa on top of her, also asleep. No surprises there. The surprise is that Amy is lying next to them with Pari asleep on her. Grace was curled up next to Alli and Mazaa, with her hand on Mazaa's ass. All asleep.

That's when I realized Grace was awake.

"Surprise!" she said, softly. She tried to roll out of bed gently, but the rest of them woke up too.

"There you are," said Amy. "We came to surprise you."

"Surprise," added Pari.

"We helped Alli set a new personal record," said Grace, who laid back and opened her legs. "But I saved it for you." That's when I realized that Amy, Pari, and Mazaa also had their legs open.

"Well played Alli," I said. I got a shy little smile back. I waved her over to stand with Orlando and me.

"Four of you. Three of us," I said.

"Bob cleans out Grace. Orlando cleans out me. Alli cleans out Mazaa," said Pari. "They both clean out Amy."

"No," said Mazaa. "We have our entire life for that. Alli should clean out either Pari or Grace."

Alli looked stricken. Mazaa noticed.

"I'm sorry honey. I put you on the spot," said Mazaa. "We can go with the plan." Alli clearly steeled herself.

"No, I agree with you. But how do I choose between Pari and Grace?" said Alli.

"You're overcomplicating this," said Orlando. "Dad and I will just watch."

It took Alli a moment, but she let out a little cheer.

Grace, Pari, Amy, Mazaa.

That was her order of choice. Then Alli found one more in her. For Mazaa. We all tried to sneak out.

"No," said Alli. "We want you to watch."

And watch we did. They have made so much progress. Pari turned to me.

"How long have they been a couple?" asked Pari, in a whisper.

"They met last night," I said.

"We can hear you," said Mazaa.

That made us laugh.

"Are they engaged yet?" asked Amy.

"Yes," said Alli. "Now shut up and watch."

So, we did.

Just then the doorbell to the apartment rang. Well now. I walked out and Amy joined me. Yeah, sticky and naked.

I opened the door and who should be standing there but Danica. Remember? The sister from the night before. I did not anticipate Danica and Amy screaming.

That was odd.

"I haven't seen you since high school!" screamed Amy.

"I know!" said Danica. "I was so hoping to see you."

I slowly faded into the wall. No, kidding, they included me in the conversation.

"Tell me you're not here with that asshole brother of yours," said Amy, firmly. Danica laughed.

"Not anymore. Bob banned him and sent him home last night," said Danica. "He promised to make up for it."

"And so, he shall," said Amy. "But first we need lunch." She took Danica's hand and pulled her into the apartment. Everyone wandered out, still a bit sticky. Still all naked.

"Well this just won't do," said Danica, taking off all her clothes. She went over to Alli and Mazaa.

"You two are simply adorable," said Danica. "You're perfect together. Do you think I could get your numbers?" Alli and Mazaa looked at each other, then behind them.

"Us?" said Alli, meekly.

"Your presentations last night were powerful," said Danica. "An incredible turn-on."

Mazaa and Alli just looked startled. Amy smiled.

"Timid but eager," said Amy.

"Oh yeah," I replied, in the deepest voice I could muster. They all laughed.

"Apparently it is our superpower," said Alli. I pulled her into a hug and Amy did the same with Mazaa.

"Yes it is," said Amy. "Yes it is."

"But we need more cock," said Grace.

"Yes, we do," said Alli, surprising herself.

"OK," said Grace. "Alli and Mazaa, go find us a dozen cocks." I expected them to be stricken, but they hopped up and headed to the door, naked and sticky, holding hands. Wow.

We turned back and Danica and Amy were on the floor. Amy was on the bottom and Danica was kneeling over her. Oh we love that position. Pari came over and took my hand. That's a wonderful outcome, but she pulled me over to the two.

"Fuck Danica," said Pari. "You promised." Well I kind of did.

I damn near came when Pari guided me in. She is powerful and beautiful. The whole package. Yeah, that got me a smile, but she knows how we feel. Right?

I was slowly pumping in and out of Danica, just enjoying myself. Amy was licking furiously, which meant I was doing multiplication tables. Anything to slow me down. Just then the door to the apartment opened and an entire group came in, laughing and carrying on.

"Stop it," said Pari, in a voice that would stop lava. They instantly went quiet. Alli ran up pulling a young man. A pretty young man.

"This is Gideon. He is celebrating his birthday with his friends. He is 9 today. He is the last of his friends to turn 9," said Alli. "There are fourteen of them, but we didn't think you'd mind. We checked, and 9 of the 14 can cum."

"And this is Gideon's sister Gretchen. Gretchen just turned Twenties. Her parents offered her a party too, but Gretchen and Gideon agreed it would be more fun for her to come to Gideon's party," said Mazaa. She smiled at me and looked at my cock. She's adorable, but Twenties.

"We should mention," said Alli. "All of them are bisexual. That can't surprise you."

It does not. What did surprise me was little Gretchen jumping up onto a table. She's already naked, so there was only one thing for her to do.

"I declare a gangbang," shouted Gretchen.

Of course, she did. You know, this is getting long. Consider it the tease for another entry. Trust me. Worth reading. I will mention that Grace, Amy, and I are the only three that were off limits for Gretchen. Even Orlando is under 18.

Gretchen had quite a night. So did Gideon.


Prom night

Chris here. Tonight is the night. Prom night. The Lincoln High School prom. The last month has been a whirlwind. I had talked to both Rhonda and Ralph, Gerry's parents. They were both confused and delighted. They did spend way too much time making sure I understood Gerry was on the spectrum and Derry had Down's. I assured them it wasn't an issue. I'd worked out a time that someone could come to the house and measure both kids so we could get them appropriate clothes. Rhonda balked and I admit I laughed a bit.

"Rhonda, you know darn well I can afford it," I said.

"But Miss President," she started.

"Rhonda, I'm just Chris," I reminded her. That gave her a moment to settle down. I added that Ralph should be home too, because they were both getting measured too. She didn't even fight me this time.

I asked Timmy and Mia if they would go do the fitting. I explained the situation and they immediately agreed. I'll pass the pen.


Measurement time

Timmy here, with Mia. This is very cool. Chris is such a wonderful person. I love that about her. Yes, Noah is onboard too. They were excited. They'd never been to prom. We'd ensured that their driveway was big enough, so we took an E-82. I wasn't completely certified but Mia is, so I got some seat time. We left early and did two full laps. Mia's nice to me. She was going to come be the photographer on prom night too. So was the official White House photographer.

If the family agreed. No pressure.

We landed in their driveway, which brought out everyone on the block. The family came out and we did introductions in the driveway. Before I could say anything, Derry jumped in.

"You're Timmy and you're Mia!" said Derry. "You're both famous!" We got funny looks from both parents.

"Timmy is the most famous fashion designer in the world. Mia is the top photographer in the world," said Derry, to her parents. I don't think either of those things was true, but it was sweet. Top 3 maybe. Kidding. Maybe.

We saw a lot of people watching and you could just feel the discomfort from the family.

"We're sorry. Our neighbors don't quite know what to do with us. This is a fancy neighborhood and we don't fit in. Ralph inherited the house which is the only reason we can afford it and his Aunt was beloved. We're not. We're white trash," said Rhonda. Well fuck. Let's give them some cred.

"How about this," said Mia. "Our plane can hold your family plus 20 more people. Before we deal with all the measurements, why don't we have lunch. We can take the plane. Kids go invite the twenty kids on the block that you want. Choose whomever you want. Let them know that your friends are going to take them into space. If their parents want, they can come talk to us." Gerry and Derry looked at each other and headed off holding hands.

"You can do that?" asked Rhonda.

"Oh, you have no idea. We're having lunch on the space station," said Mia. I had to control myself from laughing. That should give them street cred. I wondered who she had texted.

The kids came back looking like the Pied Piper, with a whole batch of kids following them, and a larger batch of parents. We introduced ourselves and ensured them that Mia was a qualified space pilot but if they were uncomfortable, they could take their children back home. Sheer peer pressure prevented that, so we loaded up a full plane. Derry and Gerry got the jump seats. That actually left us a couple seats. Rhonda suggested their next door neighbors, who had been nice to them. An older retired couple. She ran to get them.

They looked confused but climbed on board.

Everyone else stood back and we lifted off. No one was in a hurry. Who would be with a chance to go in space? So, we did a lap, which took about an hour and everyone really got to enjoy being weightless. We had sent Gerry and Derry back and joined them. All the kids were laughing and having fun and they included Gerry and Derry.

Progress that we hoped would survive beyond the flight.

"Approaching dock," announced the plane. We hadn't told them anything yet. Mia and I went back into the cockpit and we told them all to strap in. Once they were, we turned on the gravity. It's much easier.

We locked to the station and walked back and opened the door.

"This way," said Mia. They followed us out like puppies. We walked into the main salon.

The view is spectacular. Mia had clearly let everyone know because everyone on the station was wearing clothes. That was unusual. We gave them the tour but kept it to about a half hour.

After all, everyone wanted to be naked again.

We ate a quick lunch and headed home. All the parents flooded out when we landed. Laughing screaming kids ran off the plane, but not before exchanging phone numbers with Gerry and Derry.

Our work was done. OK, not really. We still needed to do the measurements but that didn't take long. Gerry and Derry were going to rock the prom. We were going to be conservative. We didn't want them to stand out. We were going to use the best materials and they were going to fit flawlessly.

People would know. Particularly the mean girls. You know who I'm talking about. Then again, once the story got around that Gerry and Derry had taken the neighborhood kids to lunch on the space station, their position in the school might be different. In fact, I had an idea and I suggested it to Mia. She just loved it. It meant spending the night, but that was OK. I'll pass the pen. Who was I to complain?

Mia. Yeah, you know we'd go there.


School days

Mia here. Timmy's suggestion was that we take some photos of Gerry and Derry at school, interacting with the other kids. It could backfire and we'd get nothing, but that was sadly their norm. Or today's escapades could reshape their school experience. Let's be honest, escapades is not a word you get to use often. We'd have to get the school's permission, but we did get Ralph and Rhonda's. That meant we needed to spend the night. They family invited us to stay at their house, but we politely declined.

Come on. We were going to fuck the night away. Just then I got a text from Bob with an address and a code.

You can stay here tonight

How? Oh hell, who knows, but we had a place to stay. We would head to the school in the morning. We needed to let them know about their special guests for the prom and the fact that a Secret Service advance team would be contacting them. Then I got a longer message from Bob.

"We're arranging an after party for Gerry and Derry," said Bob. "Tell them they can invite ten to fifteen couples, but to wait to do it until very close to the prom. We don't want people taking advantage of them. I'll have invitations dropped off to you tomorrow to share."

Sure. Actually, that's amazing. Somehow I suspected what was at the address, but Timmy and I said goodbye and hopped over in the plane.

To Bob's new to him 14,000 square foot cottage.

Timmy and I had one hell of a night. Wore. Him. Out. We managed to add six new positions to our Kama Sutra list and let me tell you, two of them required athleticism. I admit, we had to sleep in a different bed. No, not separate beds. Different than the one we'd fucked in. We'd gotten the first one too wet. Way too wet. I lost count of my orgasms. Timmy is incredible and to think it wasn't that long ago that Morgan was his first. I really like Timmy. Who knows? Maybe we'll be more than friends that fuck.

I'd be OK with that. I'm not ready to settle down, but Timmy is pretty special.

Did I mention that he insisted on shampooing my hair?

The next morning, we headed over to the school. It was only a mile and a half from the house. Bob not only bought a mansion, it was convenient.

Of course, it was.

We went into the school and asked to speak to the principal. They were going to blow us off, but we were prepared for that and I sent a quick text. The main school line rang less than 30 seconds later. The school secretary answered and suddenly the blood drained from her face. She transferred the call and we waited patiently. Two minutes later the school principal literally ran out of her office.

Gosh, she wanted to meet with us. It's amazing how a call from the President will change their minds.

She invited us in and was just so sweet. We explained we wanted to take some advance photos of the school and Derry and Gerry. It was fine with her but if any kids other than Gerry and Derry were in the shot she would have to help us get parental approval. That's fair and we told her how much we appreciated it, which we really did. We had to have a full-time escort, which took someone away from their day, so we donated to the school PTA.

We thought a million dollars might lessen the pain.

The day was uneventful, in that we tried to melt into the wall. I didn't know if it would last, but they were kind of king and queen for the day. Good for them. I liked these kids and I liked their parents, and no I don't mean in that way. I'd come back even if it was just for a space joyride.

But we were all set, and I'll pass the pen back to Chris for the big night.


The prom, the prom

Damn Noah looks good. I wanted to strip him right there and climb on board. I would, just after a long fun night. We both dressed nicely and the dress I was wearing had my puffies out there on display, appropriately, but Gerry and Derry were subtly dressed just a little nicer than Noah and me. That's the kind of detail we Presidents pay attention too.

I didn't sell that did I? I've got to work on that. Mia's idea, of course. We'd brought a Jetsons car. We had to arrive in our flying coach. This wasn't the actual Jetsons car style. It was a Mercedes-Maybach limo. Bullet proof, of course. Now that Belen had registered the auto companies as all US based, at least for now, I was riding in an American car.

Again, I thought of those details.

Actually, what exactly do I do? I'm pushed from room to room by aide's that whisper in my ear what my position is or whose hand I am going to shake.

I should really get to fuck most of them. Could you go to war against an opponent that you'd fucked? Maybe in the ass? With a dildo?

I am on a tangent, but one I need to think about. I could try it out with a reasonably friendly nearby country. Hey, maybe Canada. I've met Justin and his family. This could be an extra strong relationship. Maybe I would be his son's first! The opportunity is endless.

I might be off topic. I'm a horny President. I am not getting enough.

We timed our arrival for right about the middle of the crowd arriving. Discrete Secret Service agents were already in place. I had insisted that they go as couples and blend in as chaperones. No stupid earpieces with wires that look like a tiny slinky. You know what I mean. I laughed, because we do have more men agents than women, so two male agents went as gay dads.

I really loved the team assigned to me. I'd like to love them more. Kira. She's the only one...I can talk about.

Damn, did it again.

We had picked up our dates at their home and done the obligatory pre-prom photos.

Mia, Kira, and Timmy were spending the night. I have no idea why Timmy is here, but it didn't seem important to ask.

Do ya know why? Because it was one more cock.

So.

We made a grand entrance. There was a spot right at the door that had been setup for us, so we floated down into it. You make a bit of a point when you arrive in a flying Mercedes limo. Noah and Derry stepped out first. Noah isn't quite as well-known as I am, but you could hear a scream or two, so some people knew.

Then Gerry stepped out and held his hand back for me. I took his hand and let him help me out. He turned and offered me his arm, which I took, and we followed Noah and Derry.

The crowd was pretty loud by then. Being the President at 15 years old does make you fairly noticeable. Throw in my being Prime Minister of Dionysus and a member of the Royal Family and pretty much the world recognizes me. Don't get me wrong. I am not gloating. It sucks. Big time. Particularly that I can't travel without this damn security entourage.

But tonight, I didn't. I did, of course, but they were in the crowd and I could pretend. Gerry led me right to the dance floor. Noah and I had been practicing for weeks. We even brought in a dance coach. Every night, either in the family quarters or The Falls, we danced. And danced. Which led to glorious lovemaking. We had also arranged a coach for Gerry and Derry, at their home. Their parents said they were very good, but not that we doubted their parents, but sometimes there is optimism.

But they were right. The band started with a ballad that was perfect for a formal dance. When the four of us stepped out onto the floor, the entire floor cleared. No actual clue why. It was perfect for us, because this was our favorite song in practice.

Got it. It was a setup. They expected Gerry and Derry to fail.

We danced and danced. Both couples were synchronized. We put on a clinic. Dance with the Stars finals. When the song ended, the entire place burst into applause. We waved them out on the floor. Occasionally people would be bold enough to do the shoulder tap and switch partners, but Gerry noticed the same thing I did. More people did it to dance with him then did it to dance with me. Noah thought to me that the same thing was happening to him.

We had been there about an hour and taken a break for truly terrible punch that I think was Kool-Aid and were back on the floor. We were all loving this. Dancing is fun and athletic. Suddenly there was a buzz in the crowd, and they parted like the Red sea. A spotlight even came on.

To Bob and Amy walking onto the floor. Everybody spread back and they approached us. Amy took Gerry's hand and Bob took Derry's. I found myself dancing with my husband. Either Bob and Amy were already the best dancers in the world, or they had taken classes too. We danced three straight songs in perfect synchronization. All three couples. After that we took a break and the six of us found a table. Gerry and Derry were way more excited to meet them than they were to meet me.

I would have been too. They're freaking royalty.

I cannot type that without laughing. I just can't. King freaking Bob. He's not even King Robert. He is fucking King Bob.

Then again Britain has Prince William. We have Prince Bill. We're like the British but less formal.

Bob and Amy were so nice. Yes, I know, Mom and Dad, but in my President persona it was easier to call them Bob and Amy. Sitting on the table, waiting for us, was a stack of Royal stationary and a lot of pens. Bob whispered to a couple kids and suddenly we were mobbed. They'd brought them to do autographs. It was a good thing that we could think to each other because we already had a contest that next weekend, the person that signed the most autographs would be the master of this foursome.

Noah even laughed to me that he knew damn well he wasn't winning, and he was just fine with that.

He's kind of a sub.

The prom finally wound down, but we were not even close to done. Gerry and Derry had invited 14 couples. All accepted. That can't surprise you. What I love is that we could hold a nerd prom. Every single person they invited. Actually, they hadn't invited 14 couples. They'd invited 28 kids, half boys and half girls, that hadn't had a date to the prom. Most of them hadn't even gone to the dance. Gerry shared that almost all of them had been shot down for a date, some pretty viciously.

Well that sucks. A lot. Before we left, I cornered the principal and told her what was going on at her school.

She didn't even pretend to care.

"You honestly don't give a shit, do you?" I asked. She tried to fake it, but really couldn't.

"They would have just ruined the dance," she said. For possibly the first time in my life, I think I hate someone.

"You're not fit to be the principal. You're not fit to be an educator," I said. "You are an embarrassment to your profession."

"How dare you? Who do you think you are?" she stammered. Kind of a weird question to ask, don't you think?

"I am the person that will make sure you are unemployed," I said. I pulled out my phone and texted Amy Lou. This was personal. I asked her to find out the next School Board meeting and to get me a spot on the agenda to discuss their support for less advantaged students. Funny thing. The President asks for a spot and gets it.

We were on our way to the house now. All the people they invited were meeting us there. I love Noah.

You'll see why.

We got there quickly, with the flying car and all. I pulled Mom and Dad to the side and told them to invite all the parents to stay. I went inside and was stunned.

They were all here. Every member of the extended family. My siblings. All of them. Ruby and her quad. Gabe and his.

All dressed incredibly well. Suits, not tuxes. We'd told all the kids that it wasn't as formal. When the kids started arriving, we realized some didn't have the right clothes.

Ruby figured it out and she and Tomas stepped up. If it was a boy, Tomas took him and if it was a girl, Ruby did. Somehow there was a full closet of clothes. Suits and cocktail dresses.

They all looked so adorable. Some of the kids were at the nerd end of the spectrum. Some had disabilities.

One girl didn't talk. She did at home, but not in public. Not at school. No one seemed to care, and she had a great time.

Somehow a small dance floor was setup and there was a stage. I looked at Noah and he grinned.

He'd heard the same thing I had. Less than an hour ago.

He had arranged all this, including the family, in an hour.

"I arranged it two weeks ago. I knew I should," he whispered. Of course, he did.

Screw the prom. This was people having fun. Noah or I danced with every kid. He taught the boys a few simple steps and I taught the girls. So did our friends. They all danced with everyone. Amara was mobbed. They thought it was so cool she was here.

Hell, I do to.

Finally, things wore down and the parents took all the kids home, including Gerry and Derry. Do you know what simply made my night?

The girl that doesn't speak came over to Noah and me. You could tell she was screwing up her courage. I was about to tell her she didn't have to, but she did.

"Thank you," she said. It clearly made her so happy that she got it out. Her parents were simply stunned. As they walked away, I heard her again.

"I said thank you," she said, to her parents. I was impressed. They all stopped and both parents gave her a hug.

What a wonderful night.


I could make it a long story

But you've read variations before. The school has a new principal now. I am Chris. Don't act that way. It pisses me off.



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Character information

Name Chapters Age Description when introduced Stats when introduced
Bob All 27 Dad 6'2" (188 cm) - Swimmer's body, 6-inch (15 cm) cut average cock
Amy All 25 Mom (and the Nanny, to start) 5'1" (155 cm) - Bright red hair, C cup
Morgan All 19 The oldest of the new kids 5'5" (165 cm) Dirty blonde, small B cup, gorgeous
Orlando All 17 The middle child and the only boy 5'0" (152 cm) -- Dirty blonde, 6-inch (15 cm) cut thick cock
Leslie All 15 The youngest 4'6" (137 cm) -- Brown hair, flat-chested
Chris 6,8,11,14-114 15 Boat sales person but becomes more 4'11" (150 cm) -- Slim, glorious puffy nipples
Hunter 2,3,13-14,27,30,32,34,36,38-39,42-44,47-49,51,56-58,60-61,63-66,68-69,71-74,76,79-86,90-91,93-94,96,98-99,101-102,104-105,109-112,114 15 Leslie's new friend 5'0" (152 cm) - cute as hell, 3-inch (8 cm) cock
Gabe 6,14,16-25,27-29,31-40,42-43,45-52,54,56-59,61-63,65-76,79-105,107,109-114 15 Juanita's brother 5'6" (168 cm) -- Cute AF, 5-inch (13 cm) cock
Ruby 6,14,16-25,27-29,31-40,42-43,45-47,49-58,61,63-74,76-93,95,95-96,98-114 13 Juanita's sister 4'11" (150 cm) -- Dark hair, Hispanic, sexy, flat
Julia 6,16-19,24,27,31-34,37,39,42-43,46-49,51,56,61,63,67,70,72-75,79-82,84,87,90-91,94-95,97,99-101,103,106,111,114 Forties Juanita's mom 5'6" (168 cm) -- Dark hair, stunning, D cup on a small frame
Luca 7,8-9,14,16-19,23,27,29-31,34,36-40,42-47,50-52,54,56-57,59,62-76,79-85,87,89-90,92-114 17 Sophia's son 5'9" (175 cm) -- chiseled, male Sophia, 6-inch (15 cm) uncut cock
Elena 7,8-9,14,16-19,23,27,30-31,34,36-40,42-47,51-52,54,56-58,60-63,65-66,68-69,71-74,76,79-82,87,95-96,101,104,106-107,111-114 13 Sophia's daughter 4'5" (135 cm) - sexy AF
Timmy 13,31,62,68,82,84,89-90,114 21 Manager's son 6'0" (183 cm) - hot, muscular
Noah 17,18,24,27-28,31-34,36-37,39,41,43-44,46,48,51,57,63-66,69,71,73-74,76,79-82,84-85,87,90-92,95-98,101-102,107,109,114 15 Chris' new friend 5'7" (170 cm) - thin, 5-inch (13 cm) average cock. Big balls
Mia 20,57,59,61,66,71,75-76,79,81-83,86,89-91,95,97,101,108,114 21 Seamstress 5'5" (165 cm) -- 110, trim, sexy, small B cup
Grace 23,29-30,36,38,43-44,48,50,54-57,63-77,79-82,84-85,87,90,92-93,95-102,104-105,107,110,112-114 18 Just Grace  
Bill 43,50-51,54,62,66-68,70-72,74-82,84-87,89-91,94-96,99,102,104-105,107,109-112,114 4 Bob and Amy's son  
Jessica 43,50-51,54,62,66-68,70-72,74-82,84-87,89-91,93-96,99-100,102,104-105,107-112,114 4 Bob and Amy's daughter  
Carlina 43,45-59,61-63,66-76,79-85,87-95,97-114 9 Romeo's daughter 4'4" (132 cm) - barely tall enough, blonde, cute, smart as hell
Pari 48,49,62,65,68-70,74,77-78,80-81,83,86-95,97-114 11 Alea and Sargon's daughter 4'10" (147 cm) - cute, sexy, breast bumps
Horacio 54,63,68-69,77,88,95-96,100,104-105,108,112,114 11 Nuno and Estrela's son 5'0" (152 cm) - Smaller Nuno, with an amazing 9-inch (23 cm) cock
Magda 61,78,86,95,99,114 Thirties Berlin college president 5'7" (170 cm) - Blonde, German, beautiful, C cup
Morgon 62,75,86-88,93,97-101,103,107,110,114 8 TJ's sister 3'8" (112 cm) - Adorable and outgoing
Lawrence 65,73,82-83,86-87,93,96,99-100,103,107,112,114 Thirties Chief Engineer on Vino for all things 6'5" (195 cm) - Light brown hair, tall, a true nerd, 8-inch (20 cm) thick cock
Amy Lou 66,69-70,73,76,79,82,86,90-92,94-96,104,106,112,114 11 New assistant for Bob and Amy. Mary Lou's identical twin. Pre-med student 5'0" (152 cm) - dark long hair, cute, tom boy, nipple bumps
Belen 71,78,82,86,89-90,93,100,103,107-108,112-114 11 Car museum program director 4'6" (137 cm) - Dark blonde hair, cute, nipple bumps
Cathy 75,114 Forties Target CEO 5'4" (163 cm) - Dark hair, attractive, C cup
Lizzie 75,114 14 Cathy's daughter 5'2" (157 cm) - Dark hair, cute, B cup
Kira 92,95-96,98-100,102-103,109,113-114 26 Secret Service Agent for Chris 5'4" (163 cm) - Dark blonde, athletic, B cup
Frida 95,99,106,109,113-114 9 Student at the Berlin school 4'10" (147 cm) - Blonde, thin, nipple bumps, undeveloped
Elsie 98,111,114 9 Antony and Jenn's daughter 4'4" (132 cm) -- Dark hair, cute, nipple bumps
Earl 98,99,104,114 13 Erin's brother 5'6" (168 cm) - Blonde, thin, 5-inch (13 cm) cock
Gerry 102,114 14 Chris' prom date 5'10" (178 cm) - Dark hair, thin, funny, autistic
Derry 102,114 15 Noah's prom date and Gerry's sister 5'4" (163 cm) - Dark hair, average, Down's
Sasha 109,114 29 Former NN model Sandra 5'7" (170 cm) - Dark hair, stunning, fit, B cup
Audrey 109,114 30 Former Fame Girl 5'6" (168 cm) - Dark hair, great shape, spectacular breasts, C cup
Evnika 109,114 10 Sasha's daughter 4'10" (147 cm) - Dark hair, Sandra's twin, small A cups
Sarsen 109,114 10 Audrey's son 5'0" (152 cm) - Dark hair, fit, abs, 6-inch (15 cm) thin cock
Micky 109,114 34 Mona's dad 6'1" (185 cm) - Blonde, freckles, fit, 7-inch (18 cm) cock
Saffie 109,114 31 Mona's mom 5'6" (168 cm) - Blonde, cheerleader cute, C cup
Adriana 114 10 UN Secretary General's daughter 4'10" (147 cm) - Dark hair, olive skin, pretty, nipple bumps
Melana 114 44 Adrina's mom and Geraldo's wife 5'6" (168 cm) - Dark hair, average body, beautiful, C cup
Geraldo 114 42 UN Secretary General 5'11" (180 cm) - Dark hair, average body
Emilia 114 9 Girl on the moon from Rome 4'0" (122 cm) - Dark hair, thin, flat
Zahur 114 9 Boy on the moon and Zahur's brother 3'11" (119 cm) - Blonde, skinny, 3-inch (8 cm) cock
Chavi 114 9 Girl on the moon and Chavi's sister 4'1" (124 cm) - Blonde, thin, tiny bumps
Arnaldo 114 31 Emilia's uncle 6'3" (191 cm) - Dark hair, muscular, hairy chest, 8-inch (20 cm) thick cock
Mazaa 114 11 Girl on the moon from Ethiopia 5'0" (152 cm) - Dark hair, Black, thin, puffies
Alli 114 12 Gorgeous girl on the moon 5'2" (157 cm) - Blonde, pretty, A cup, 5-inch (13 cm) cock
Danica 114 25 Amy's high school friend on the moon 5'5" (165 cm) - Blonde, cheerleader type, fit, C cup
Gideon 114 9 Boy on the moon and Gretchen's brother 4'8" (142 cm) - Blonde, slightly pudgy, 4-inch (10 cm) cock
Gretchen 114 7 Girl on the moon and Gideon's brother 3'5" (104 cm) - Blonde, adorable, flat
Rhonda 114 40 Gerry and Derry's mom  
Ralph 114 41 Gerry and Derry's dad  

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