The Call - Chapter 170 - Lyle and Misty are in trouble (2022-05-30)
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30 May 2022

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My name is Estaban

My name is Estaban. I am not a regular so you may not remember me. I started the ride for the disabled program in London and Madrid. I'm disabled myself and this family has changed my life.

A lot of people can say that. All our lives.

Anyway, somehow my name was still the contact email on the London site. I got the strangest email, and I didn't know what to do, but I needed to do something. I'll copy it here.

God I hope this works. I'm desperate. I'm trying to reach one of the royal kids. Any of them. Leslie, Morgan, Chris, Ruby. They all know me. They know Lyle. We need help.

God, do we need help. Our parents decided that since we were sexually active, we were their toys now. They don't ask. They rape.

And I think I'm pregnant again. Our two families moved in together. They tie us up a lot. We're close to just ending it all.

I hope this gets to someone. Please. Shit. They're back. Help.

Misty and Lyle DON'T REPLY!

Now, this could all be bullshit, but it didn't feel like it. I even looked up Misty and Lyle in the old journal entries and read about them. I did the only thing I knew to do.

I hit the Child in crisis button on my phone. I was instantly in a video chat with someone. I explained the situation. They pulled up the email and did something to validate it.

Suddenly it went split screen and Leslie was on with us. I admit, seeing her made me get hard. Perhaps the fact that she was standing by a pool, dripping, wearing, well, nothing, had an impact.

"Talk to me," said Leslie. I explained again.

"Shit," she said. "Find out where they are. Get me an extraction team. Pick up Estaban and then me. Armed. We're going to invade another country."

Well sure.

I knew they meant business, so I switched to my ion antigrav chair and floated outside. By the time I had done the switch, they were landing to pick me up. I think they were making a point because it was an F-81. It was scary AF. They had the large pod, so it was Leslie, me, and the four person extraction team. They were in full riot gear with helmets and vests. They handed us both. Leslie put them on over her t-shirt and booty shorts. Damn. Her hair was even still wet. She looked so damn sexy. Wet hair, lots of leg, flak jacket and helmet.

Did I mention the ion rifle strapped to her chest?

She is a bad ass. They walked us through what would happen. They were on a small, secluded farm near Ocala. We'd drop in, get them out, and go. I would stay on the plane and be there to talk to them, since they reached out to me first. I'm not sure I could help, but I'd try. Leslie's going in, so I'll pass the pen.


GI Leslie

Leslie here. Sure, I'm invading the United States and kidnapping two teenagers and spiriting them out of the country. Wearing booty shorts. It's Tuesday. I don't know what Wednesday will bring. We landed with the plane close to the house and pointed at the house. We left the pilot so he could stare menacingly out the windscreen. Seriously, that was his job. We weren't going to shoot up the fucking house. Menacing. We practice.

Before we got to the house, the door opened, and Lyle and Misty ran out. Three yards behind them was Misty's dad. Naked and hard.

It was not a pleasant sight. That's about when he saw the plane. Lyle and Misty ran past me and onto the plane. We backed up and got on and lifted off, leaving him behind. We'd deal with that later.

Did I mention that Lyle and Misty were each carrying a toddler? Identical twin boys. Reread Misty's email.

"Might be pregnant again"

In for a penny.

We landed at Mom and Dad's house, which was usually ground zero for crazy shit. This was crazy shit. Bat crazy shit. Before we could even drop the stairs, the four youngest were running out the door. Colby and Nylah each took one of Misty and Lyle's hands. Jessica and Bill each took a baby. Misty had looked at me and I nodded. I get it. Suddenly the plane took off and it was just Estaban and me. I realized I was in full flak vest with ion gun still.

Hair still wet.

"Do I look as hot as I think I do?" I asked Estaban.

"More. Heat of the sun," he said.

Damn. A way with words. Everything seems to be under control for a bit, right? Estaban and I went to my bedroom. Yes, I have a bedroom here. I helped him onto the bed and stripped him.


Saved four kids and...

Had mind blowing sex with Leslie. Three times. Three wonderful times. That girl is an animal. She didn't even take off the helmet for the first time. She climbed up, pulled the shorts to the side and sat down on my cock. While she was bouncing up and down, she undressed. First the helmet. Then the ion gun.

Now she has the vest. She unbuckled it and peeled it off. Vests are hot. Very hot. As in her t-shirt was now transparent. It might be the single sexiest thing I have ever seen in my life. She reached to take the t-shirt off, and I stopped her. I pointed and she looked down and laughed. She even pressed the shirt in tighter. It just molded to her body.

That's when I came for the first time.

So did she.

She didn't even lift off. She used her muscles to massage me back to life. Those muscles. Yeah. Fucking unbelievable. Then she laid down on my chest. She gently moved up and down on my cock while alternately hugging me tight and kissing me. I lasted a long time, but she didn't. She vibrated the entire time. Mewing.

I finally couldn't hold it and she lifted off and I just covered her with cum, a lot of which dripped. Leslie got on her knees and crawled up, positioning herself over my face. She's so thoughtful. She moved around so I could lick it all off. Her hair fell down on to me and felt weird and wonderful. Just tickling me. Finally she was clean, but I wasn't. She lapped it all up, washing me with her tongue, and kissing it all to me. Kiss after kiss. It was a lot of cum. She kept sliding down and then engulfed me in her mouth. All the way in. It startled me but felt incredible.

I barely lasted and she swallowed it all.

We finally came up for air and headed back out. Naked. Well. Yeah.


It freaking worked

My email made it through and Estaban saved us. He's our hero. I will reward him. So will Lyle.

I never said we didn't like sex. We didn't like rape.

Nylah and Colby had led us down a hall into a really nice apartment, in their house. It had a big living room, two big bedrooms, and even a nice kitchen and dining area. The entire wall was open and looked out over the Mediterranean. While I was lost in thought, Bill, Jessica and our little ones disappeared, and I started to panic until Bill and Jessica walked out from one of the bedrooms. Jessica put her finger up and shh'd us and waved us to look in. Both boys were sound asleep in toddler beds. That alone was both amazing and confusing. What was insane was one was Spiderman sheets, and the other was Ironman sheets. The exact sheets they had at home. The boys were even in the correct beds.

That's when I realized this room was an exact duplicate of their room at home.

"How?" I asked.

"We don't know. Ruby walked in about six weeks ago with a contractor. Three days later, this room looked just like this. She told us to keep the suite open. She didn't know why. She often doesn't, but we do what she tells us because it is always right," said Colby.

Now, who exactly are these four kids? We all sat down on the carpet and did introductions. They told the story of Luke and then the two of them and Bill and Jessica.

Bill is a doctor? Say what?

These kids are incredible. Simply incredible. It was so much fun to talk about everything and nothing with smart people. We hadn't left the house in over a year. No school. Nothing. Just sex toys.

Then Nylah and Colby explained the rules and that they were at our service for any pleasure we desired, in either direction. As they put it, they were gender flexible. I think that meant they'd both do both of us.

It did.

Oh God, they were good at it. They wouldn't let anything else happen yet. They explained that we all four needed health checkups and that I needed to be reliably on birth control. As they put it, then we could fuck up a storm.

Lyle did mention that he didn't need to wait. That got him a swat from me.

"I know. It's fine," I said. "We can use condoms, too."

That made everyone happy.

"That won't be necessary. Kaia will be here shortly. Then you'll both be fine," said Colby. "Birth control here isn't pills. It's Nano robots. Just a quick injection and you're all set. Who would you both like to fuck first?"

We looked at each other.

"First?" said Lyle, to laughter from all four kids, including Jessica and Bill.

Then they explained how things work. Oh damn. There was a knock on the door and Nylah and Colby both yelled "Come in".

Then Colby quickly said "jinx". Kaia walked into Colby and Nylah in a passionate kiss and I'm pretty sure Colby had a couple fingers in Nylah.

We did the introductions, and I am pretty sure that Kaia was naked under her lab coat.

Then she laughed. And shucked the coat.

Damn. Just damn.

"I think I found first," said Lyle.

"Then you have to ask," said Colby. "Be direct." Lyle just looked confused, but finally turned to Kaia.

"When we're done," said Lyle. "May I make love to you?"

Kaia smiled.

"Sure," said Kaia. "But I'm more in the mood for a hard, fast fuck. Preferably with Misty underneath."

"I have no idea why I have to be underneath, but I don't care. I'm in," I said. Then I stood up and stripped. Then everyone stripped.

Nylah ran out of the room. Naked.

"Is that common for the young kids to run around naked?" asked Lyle.

Everyone laughed.

"Clothes are uncommon," said Kaia. "This is also ground zero for an almost daily orgy. Everyone is invited."

"But what about our toddlers?" asked Lyle.

"They'll see and learn and understand that sex is healthy and fun," said Jessica. "Bill and I did. It sure didn't hurt us."

Just then Nylah danced back into the room. Watching a young naked girl dance into the room affected me more than I thought it would.

"Did they get their shots?" asked Nylah. Kaia nodded. By then Colby was dancing, too, and something about his hard little cock swinging in the wind really got me going.

"We've got you an exception. We've got you an exception," sang Nylah. Yes, sang. Bill and Jessica started dancing, too. Then they explained.

Wow.

"While we have no doubt that Kaia would be a wonderful first, we wanted to make you aware that Mom and Dad gave us a 7-year-old exception through the weekend," said Bill.

"Which means they can follow the 7-year-old rules," said Colby. "Do I need to explain that again?"

Lyle and I both said "no" about three octaves lower than our normal voice. What's up with that?

Oh.

Wait, wait, what was it that Colby said? Oh yeah.

"Jinx!" shouted Lyle. Everyone laughed and just waited. Lyle leaned over and gave me a quick kiss, which made everyone laugh even more.

"This is where you lose control and your first on the island is each other," said Bill.

That seemed like a fine idea, but nobody moved.

Oh. Again.

"I'm so sorry," said Jessica. "Would you like us to leave? We're all so used to seeing it and are usually hopeful to join in, so we hang around."

"No," we both said again, in the same guttural tone, to more laughter. Wait, I know that laugh.

Jake and Joe were standing there laughing, too.

"Come on, Dad," said Jake. "A double jinx feels like it should be something special."

"Yeah," said Joe. "We know you got the shots, so fuck away."

"Uh guys," said Lyle. "You've never been able to talk that well before."

They both laughed. Our children laughed.

"Yeah, we had to fit in, so we tanked it a little," said Jake. "We don't have to do that anymore."

Then they started chattering to each other in a language that sure as hell wasn't English. Then all four of the little kids joined in, in the same language.

They stopped when a young woman walked into the room. One of the most beautiful women I have ever seen in my life. I admit, I moaned and so did Lyle and I didn't blame him a bit. Particularly given she is naked.

"Guys, it's not fair speaking Greek," she said. "No languages other than English in front of your parents."

"Languages? That was Greek?" said Lyle. A damn good question.

"We learned the languages of the country's most likely to rescue us. Dionysus doesn't really have a specific language, but given the proximity to Greece, Greek was a good first choice. Then we learned Mandarin and Hindi, mostly playing the population odds," said Joe. "Of course, Spanish, because that asshole Dad of yours put us in a daycare where everyone only spoke Spanish. We suspect to keep us from telling on him. It worked, but for the wrong reasons. They didn't believe us."

"You told people at the daycare, and they didn't do anything?" asked the young woman. I think she realized she hadn't introduced herself yet.

"I'm so sorry. I'm Pari. I just came in to see if I could help. I mostly live here, so ask me anything," she said. "I'm Bob and Amy's girlfriend."

"Will you please spend the night with us?" I said. Those words came out of my mouth. How in the fuck did those words come out of my mouth?

Pari laughed.

"Direct and to the point and you said please," said Pari. "So sure. But I believe we all interrupted something."

That's when Lyle almost mowed me down. On the carpet. With everyone still there.

And the four youngest kids gave him pointers. Really, really good pointers. As in I am writing this from memory because I couldn't stop cumming.

The last thing I remember was Nylah suggesting that Lyle should pull out and cum on me. Then all the kids damn near attacked me. Not our two, but, well, everyone else. Including Pari.

I think that's when I passed out for a bit.

That was amazing. I rolled on my side facing Lyle.

"Will you marry me?" we both asked.

"Jinx!" we both said. Everyone laughed.

"One of you should answer the question," said Bill.

"I think it was implied," said Lyle. OMG. My dork fiancé made a joke. A funny, topical joke. I couldn't stop laughing.

Everyone was staring with a big grin.

"You thought that was funny?" asked Jessica. I just nodded.

"Soulmates," said, well, all of them. Including Joe and Jake. And Pari. Kaia had wandered off. Darn it.

Should I be concerned that Jake got "jinx" out first?

Bill and Jessica came over and sat next to us.

"If you trust us," said Jessica. "You'll go out and get some breakfast and not come back until we tell you."

"We promise, it is OK," said Bill. With that, Lyle and I hopped up and took Pari's hand and left the room.

Sometimes you just have to trust the people that saved your lives. We walked out and Kaia was waiting for us. She walked over.

"Misty, can I speak to you privately?" asked Kaia.

"I am pregnant, aren't I?" I said.

"Yes," said Kaia. "But we did a quick test on the baby and on Joe and Jake. They're all Lyle's. They tested Misty's Dad at the prison and he's shooting blanks."

Now, Kaia and Pari have seen Lyle and me dancing around naked.

We had walked out of the room, sticky and naked. That's weird.

"Well, that's awesome news," said Pari. "Let's get you cleaned up." She took our hands and walked us down the hall and into another apartment that was simply enormous. And beautiful. The bathroom was bigger than the house they rescued us from.

"Whose apartment is this?" asked Lyle.

"Bob and Amy's", said Pari. "And mine. I'm their fiancé."

OK, Lyle and I stared for a bit until Pari laughed and pushed our open mouths closed.

"You can do that here? Have a second wife?" asked Lyle. That got a light slap on the arm from me.

"Sure, but the third could just as easily be a second guy," said Pari, smiling. "Or the fourth."

"I'm OK with that," said Lyle, with a matching smile. Well, yeah, he probably is.

"Seriously, though, I will marry them both," said Pari. "Leslie is married to Hunter and Hallie."

I guess we had heard that.

"Ruby is married to Tomas and they're both married to Tavi and Amara," said Pari. "Things are different here. Things are better here. Love is love and sex is sex and while they overlap, they're not the same. So we'll go out into the living room, and we'll probably see Bob and Amy fucking someone and it might be each other, but usually they save that for the bedroom."

"With me," she added, laughing.

All three of us moaned, which seemed encouraging.

"Wait," said Lyle. "You said you'd spend the night with us."

"Sure," said Pari. "Just because I'm in a relationship doesn't mean I don't fuck people I like. Jealousy just isn't a thing here. At all. Want to suck a cock? Lick a pussy? Be in the middle of a train? Just go up to people you find interesting and ask. Say please. It helps. But also remember there is zero body shaming. You might not be attracted to the big girl or guy, and that's OK, but I'll tell you, you're missing out. One of the best lovers I have ever had is over seventy. Another is in his fifties but weighs over 150 kilos. That's about 350 pounds. Damn, I get wet just thinking of him."

Then she showed us how wet she was by dipping a finger in herself, showing it to us, and licking it off. That might have been one of the sexiest things I have ever seen. I took the initiative. I held up a finger.

"May I, please?" I asked. Pari smiled and nodded.

"May I, as well?" she asked, and I smiled and nodded, too.

Which is how Lyle ended up watching us just pounding each other with one, then two, then three fingers until we both exploded, just drenching the carpet in the bedroom. Ruining it. What the hell were we going to do? Pari must have seen my expression.

"It happens all the time. Literally all the time. Just wait," said Pari. We stood there watching the wet messy spot.

And then it was gone.

"We had to invent that. Even we couldn't afford all the carpet," said Pari. "Lyle, you look like you're hurting there. Have you ever had two women blow you at the same time?"

"No," he croaked. Yes, croaked. Pari took my hand and pulled me down to my knees. She took Lyle's cock and held it for me to suck. I gave it a few sucks and pulled off.

Then Lyle's cock simply disappeared down her throat. It was amazing.

Then she showed me how to do it. Lyle will be forever grateful.

"We need to get you two signed up for some sex classes," said Pari. "And before you ask, yes, there are sex classes, right at the school, but they're open to the public. Everyone knows and abides by the age rules. You'll like the wrestling rooms."

"Those are real? Not just a rumor?" asked Lyle.

"Oh yeah," said Pari, in a deep voice. Then she laughed.

I like Pari.

"Thank you," said Pari. "I like you both, too."

Huh?

"Well, I might as well explain that, too," said Pari. Then she told us that most people in the extended family could read our minds. Like that was true.

"OK, both of you think of a sex act that you've always wanted to do," said Pari. "Something safe for the other to hear."

"Really Lyle, two horses? At the same time?" said Pari, to a mortified look from Lyle. Pari burst out laughing.

"Sorry, Bob's bad jokes have rubbed off on me. Although I do love it when Bob rubs off on me," said Pari, with a smile.

"While I respect the gesture, both of you imagining missionary with the other is sweet, but not your fantasy," said Pari. "Try again."

"OK, those are easy to make happen," said Pari. "Do I have your permission to share?" We both nodded.

"Lyle wants a threesome with you and Orlando," said Pari.

"Misty wants a threesome with you and Leslie," she added. "They're both here. Just walk up and explain what you want. I'd suggest a foursome with them both. Say please."

We walked out and who should walk up to us but Leslie and Orlando. Oh, come on.

"How far?" I asked. They all laughed.

"Pretty far," said Orlando.

"We would like to have a foursome with the two of you," said Lyle. "Please."

"Well you did say please," said Leslie. She took my hand and Orlando took Lyle's.

"In public or private," asked Orlando, pointing to a big lounge out on the porch. The lounge next to it had Bob and Pari on it and she was just bouncing on his cock. A tall man, really tall, came up and started alternating having Bob and Pari suck his cock. They spoke, although we couldn't hear them, but Pari must have agreed, because she leaned over onto Bob.

Oh, hell no. She's taking that cock in her ass?

"That's Jameis," said Orlando. "He's fun. It takes some effort, but it feels great in your ass. Maite must be around here somewhere."

"Did someone say my name?" said another stunning young woman. Orlando just pointed at the threesome on the lounge, and she laughed.

"Yeah, Pari loves that," she said. "Can't say I blame her. I'm Maite and you must be Lyle and Misty. Do you like DP Misty?"

"I've never tried it," I said. "No one has ever fucked me in the ass. Lyle either."

"Well...," said Lyle. "Not quite true. I haven't for a while, but I like it. I think you would, too. Particularly DP."

So we tried it. Lyle in the back, Orlando in the front, and somehow I am licking Jameis cock off and it is just wonderful.

Then I watched Lyle in the middle of a train. Jameis was in the front and Maite was fucking Lyle with a double-ended dildo.

Just then, our boys walked out. Naked. Kind of sticky. They waved at me and then started walking around and introducing themselves to people. Pari slid up next to me and we watched for a minute. They walked up to an incredibly beautiful young naked girl and nothing in that sentence would narrow down the choices. The two of them ran over, pulling the girl with them.

"Mom, can we add Nan to our exception list?" asked Joe.

"No pressure," said Nan. "But I've been Bill and Jessica's coach."

I looked at Pari and she nodded.

"OK," I said. "What else needs to be done."

"I'll approve it then," said Pari. Nan gave Pari a killer smile.

I damn near came.

"When I come back, the three of us are going to have a lick-a-thon," said Nan. Then Pari and Nan threw up their hands and screamed.

"Lick-a-thon!" they screamed. Nan got jinx out first.

The kids had to wait while Nan and Pari kissed each other through a massive orgasm. They finally calmed down.

"Hold up," I said, and everybody looked.

"I need one of those kisses," I said, and they laughed.

"Which one of us?" asked Nan.

"I feel I should compare them," I said, laughing. They ended up kissing me at the same time, except Pari wasn't kissing my mouth. She was kissing my other lips and using a lot of tongue.

They had to carry me to a lounge. Then Nan ran off with the kids and I saw the four youngest follow right behind.

Weird. Not that they were going together doing what I know they're going to be doing.

What was weird as it felt so right.

"Ah, you've crossed the threshold," said Pari. I just looked at her.

"When you realize this weird open sexual world is good for you, your marriage, and your kids," said Pari.

Not much I could say to that. Anything would have been better than what we had been living, but on a scale of 1 to 10, this life is a 3,343.

That's when Pari walked over and took Bob and Amy's hands and walked back just as Lyle walked up.

"Feels like the five of us should get to know each other better," said Pari.

Pari has good ideas. She tells me I can tell that story later. Right now I'm going to get busy.

Yes. She said get busy. Oh goody. I didn't even tell the stories of the things that Leslie taught me.

A spatula. Who knew?


I like to bowl

I am really bad at it. As in my last game I scored a 56. Bad. But I'm little, so I can only use an 8 pound ball. OK, I could easily use a 16 pound ball, but that would be pretty obvious. Although I am pretty fit.

I'm moving up to a 12 pound ball.

I was so frustrated with that game I bowled a 300. Yeah, I cheated. Completely. I used my powers. Those pins were just flying.

It was a bad idea though. Everyone that worked there ran down to see who rolled a 300. I had to lie and say that I'd bowled the 56 and didn't know what happened. I feel really bad because they're trying to fix a problem that doesn't exist.

I might not bowl here anymore. At least for a bit.

I decided I needed a bowling alley. Now, you're probably picturing a single lane built somewhere in our combined three houses.

No, maybe you're not, given I forget to tell you this is Nova.

Make more sense now?

I did laugh though because I was really stupid. I did it with people in the lanes on both side. Kids. That likely went to one of my schools. They overheard everything and kept their mouths shut. I owe them a thanks, but I should probably just let it lie.

So I decided to buy a bowling alley. Yes, I can just buy a bowling alley. Any of us can. Hell, if I decided I liked the Empire State building, I could buy it.

It is a pretty cool building. Maybe the Flatiron building. Or the MetLife building.

They're all pretty cool.

But no, I wanted a bowling alley. I thought about building one in the house, but one of the things I like about bowling is the camaraderie. People in the next lane that you've never met. Which might be why I wore a romper bowling. A romper that was a little too big. Commando.

I might have flashed a few people. I'm OK with that.

And I am the freaking Superintendent of Schools. Who likes to flash her pussy. In public. At 11.

Yep.

There are four bowling alleys in Manhattan. One in Times Square. Won't be going to that one for a while. Two are in Midtown West. One is in Chelsea. I really love the Chelsea location, but not their business model. Too many packages. Rip off prices. Not a fun family experience. I decided to do some homework about buying it.

Which proved to be a little bigger than I expected. Bowlmor has 28 locations, but is owned by Bowlero, which has over 300. Who comes up with the names? So back to the drawing board. We're about to sit down to dinner, so I thought I'd mention it.

It was Nicolo, Luke, Cassie, Mark, and Mindy. The whole adult crew. Well. Adult-ish. You know what I mean. That's one of my problems with all the local bowling alleys. They're 21+ at night.

Fuck that.

"So did you have fun bowling today?" asked Cassie.

"No," I said. "I truly suck at it. I bowled a freaking 56. OK, that's not fair. I loved it but have room for improvement."

"I've never been bowling," said Mark. Yeah, we all stared at him. He just shrugged.

"I've never see the Wizard of Oz either," he added. Who is this man?

"Oh, we have to go," said Mindy. "Let's go tonight."

"We can't," I said. "They're all 21+ at night."

"Well that's stupid," said Mindy. "You should buy a bowling alley."

"I thought about it, but the one I like is part of a chain of 28, which is owned by a company that owns over 300," I said. They all just kind of looked at me, waiting.

"What?" I said.

"We didn't think you were done. You thought about it and what?" asked Cassie.

"There are 328 of them," I said.

"Yeah," said Luke "So?"

I'd been kidding about the Empire State building.

"I like the Empire State building, too. I think I'll buy it," I said.

"Cool," said Luke. "I love that building. Hey, you should snap up a lot of the iconic buildings. We'd treat them right. The MetLife building."

"The Flat Iron building," said Mark.

"Gehry and Woolworth," said Mindy.

"The Chrysler building," said Luke and Cassie together, along with Mark.

"Jinx," said Mark, smiling. Which is why we watched the three of them just go at it. Mark is happy that Luke is 9 now.

I love watching men kiss. Nicolo laughed and leaned into Luke for a kiss, too. It included considerable rubbing of Luke's cock.

Hey, we eat dinner naked, don't you?

"Did you just tell me to go buy all those buildings? And a chain of bowling alleys?" I asked. Luke and Cassie laughed.

"You spent billions on the school system," said Luke.

"But this is bowling!" I shouted.

"Yeah, this is cooler," said Luke.

"You should use Mark as your broker," said Cassie.

"For sure," said Luke. Now Mark was just staring.

"That would be hundreds of millions in commission. Some you'd have to pay an incredible price for," said Mark. Cassie and Luke just looked at him. Finally Mark laughed.

"I'll start tomorrow," he said, smiling at me.

"Now hold up," I said. "I know shit moves fast but come on."

"Nova, you've known the family longer than either Cassie or I have. You do know that you are not just the Superintendent, but that you personally own all the schools, right?" asked Luke.

"Sure, of course," I said. I think my face spoke for me because they all laughed. I freaking own the school district. No one happened to mention that.

Luke got a text and looked quickly at his phone.

"Let's go bowling," he said, standing up.

"I told you, they're 21+ at night," I said.

"Pretty sure you can change that," said Luke. "All the staff at all the locations already got an email about the new ownership, with your picture, with a note to keep an eye out for you, and that any changes you make should be implemented and shared with all the other locations."

"I told you ten minutes ago that I like to bowl," I said. "Ten. minutes."

Luke and Cassie laughed.

"You think you're surprised," said Luke. "Mark brokered the deal."

"Huh?" said Mark, in all his lucid glory.

"Yeah, you were tough on your own negotiations, too. You locked in 3% of the sales price," said Luke.

"Huh?" said Mark, still really impressing us with his verbal skills.

"Yeah, Nova had to overpay a bit though," said Luke. "A little over $1.4 billion."

Mark started coughing, somewhat uncontrollably. He finally took a sip of water and calmed down.

"Are you OK?" said Mindy, clearly concerned.

"42 million," said Mark, still choking up a bit.

Mindy just shook her head, clearly not understanding.

"His commission," said Cassie. Suddenly Mindy was coughing, too.

"Then again, Nova owns the whole thing now," said Luke. For some reason, I'm coughing, too.

"And I repeat," said Luke. "Let's go. The kids are with Mom tonight."

I do love that when Amy babysits, she takes Lindy and Lucas. As far as she is concerned, Lucas is her grandson.

And Bob is Grandpa. You should see Bob with the babies. He loves to lay down on the carpet and they crawl all over him.

They're fucking amazing. Seriously. Bob and Amy are legitimately the nicest people in the world. Think about everything you've read in this journal. All the kids in schools. All the people that have been helped. All the wealth that has been shared.

Bob and Amy. It's all them.


I'll take over the pen

This is Nicolo. I'll take over the pen. Nova, Mark, and Mindy are a little confused at the moment. Not me. I casually mentioned to Cassie one day that I liked Broadway shows at the New Amsterdam theater. Just last week, in fact.

I own the theater now. Right?

We got to the bowling alley and went in. Of course, the four of us were the only kids, given it is 21+ right now. The young woman was trying to politely explain this when someone got on the PA system.

"Everybody listen up!" said the DJ. "Big news for the Bowlmor family. The entire chain changed hands today and the news is all good. If everyone will look to the desk, you'll see a truly adorable young blonde woman, standing with the other adorable people. That's our new owner Nova, who also happens to be the Superintendent of Schools for the Dionysus New York school system. I'm sure she'd love for you to say hi. Or at least I hope so. My job might now depend on it."

Nova was looking around and everyone realized it. She found what she was looking for a smiled. The DJ was in a raised booth with a small stairs. Nova headed right over and up the stairs, to a small gasp from damn near everyone in the room.

Then she gave the DJ a big hug, to cheers from everyone.

I suspect Nova is going to hug a lot of people tonight. Nova likes hugs. Her first decision as the new Superintendent was to rescind a no hug policy. She replaced it with a policy that allows hugs after affirmative consent.

In other words, you have to ask first. Nova spends her days in the schools. I'll bet she gives over a hundred hugs a day.

"Easily 300," said Nova, as she walked back up. "I like hugs."

We all do, Nova, especially your hugs. Which got me a hug from my sissy.

I damn near came.

With six of us, we got two lanes. I'm pretty sure they would have cleared the place for us, but we put ourselves on the waiting list like everyone else. It was great. We spent about an hour wandering around and talking to everyone that was there. Nova asked every person she talked to the same question.

If you were running this place, what are the first two things you'd change

It is such a simple question and you're not asking for a dissertation. Even if it was your first night, you've noticed a couple things. The first person we asked was a young woman, probably in her early twenties. She was quick to tell us that the bathroom stalls weren't private enough and that the prices at the food court should be more comparable to a restaurant. She suggested that we expand the food court and add outside entrances and make that an after work destination, with the bar.

Nova hired her on the spot to run the buildout and then manage all food and drink.

While she went to college at NYU. Which Nova then offered to pay for.

I think Elise likes it. She suggested that Nova and I meet her for lunch on campus and then adjourn to her room.

1130 tomorrow. I'm not stupid.

I had to laugh, because the next person we interviewed was another young woman, maybe a couple years older.

She's Tamara.

"I think you're missing a huge opportunity here. Wall off the left and right half lanes, or better yet make it a moveable wall. On one-side it would be adults only. No kids. The other side is kids only, with background checked people that would monitor and take care of them. Any age from newborn. Especially newborn. Families are welcome if they want. Most might not. They make a reservation on both sides and kids have an uplift for babysitting, but not as much as you think. You'd make so much on their bowling and game playing that you could almost afford to make the babysitting free. By making the wall moveable, you adjust the two sides based on reservations. Loaded up with big families? Make the kids side bigger. A lot of people without kids? Make the adult size bigger. Their revenue is from the bar anyway. Throw in a free JetsonCar ride home and you'll be the only destination. That's when you buyout the strip mall next door and quintuple the size of the place," said Tamara. I think in one breath. It was impressive.

"OK," said Nova. "I'll have HR reach out to you tomorrow."

"Huh?" said Tamara. "Wait, you want me to do that?"

"Yes," said Nova. "But buy the strip mall now. Worst case you're a landlord, but best case you've bought it before the price skyrocketed because of your success. But overpay. Don't screw them out of some of it. Maybe 150% of valuation."

Tamara gathered herself.

"OK," she said, with confidence. That's when Elise came over and introduced herself to Tamara.

"So are we peers or does one work for the other?" asked Elise.

"You're peers," said Nova.

"So who is the boss?" said Tamara.

"You two are," said Nova. "If you disagree talk it out. Decisions are based on fact. You'll get to the facts, and both agree."

They both smiled and said "OK".

"Jinx" popped out from Elise, and you could tell she was a little mortified that she'd said it. Tamara walked over and took hold of Elise's cheeks and gave her just one hell of a kiss. I mean spectacular. They finally broke the kiss.

"I think we'll work well together," said Elise, to laughter from us all.

"Don't forget the rest of us," I said. "We're from Dionysus." I gave them my best smile. Yep, pushed them through, just a bit.

It was fun to watch them standing there, vibrating, and holding each other up.


They called our name

Hey, if I am going to own a chain of bowling alleys, I was going to do it right. I may not have a lot of experience at anything, but one thing that I've learned from Bob and others is the power of asking questions and shutting the fuck up. No one is better than Bob. He also knows exactly when a hug is warranted. I'll go on a short tangent to give you an example. The day after I bought the school system, I came home from work simply dead to the world. I was overwhelmed and scared. Downright terrified.

I really felt over my head.

I walked into the kitchen and who should be there but Bob, wearing an apron and a chef's hat. He spun a half turn and wiggled his ass at me and laughed.

He was only wearing the apron and chef's hat. He was also stirring spaghetti sauce and had another pot with meatballs. There was a bowl of spaghetti he had clearly just drained.

It was timed perfectly. An alarm went off and Bob told Alexa to turn it off and then nodded at the oven. I grabbed the gloves and opened the oven to find garlic bread at absolutely the perfect point. I pulled it out and Bob handed me a bread knife to cut it. Oh, come on.

"You made the bread from scratch," I said. Bob smiled. That's all I got from him. I would bet big money that the meatballs and sauce were from scratch, too.

"Did you hand make the pasta, too?" I asked, with a bit of snark. He just kept smiling.

Damn. He did.

"Where is everyone?" I asked.

"Just the two of us tonight," said Bob. "I hope that's OK."

"Oh no," I said. "A homemade dinner and then an evening with the most attentive lover in the world. How will I survive?"

I could already feel my day melting away.

Oh, hold up.

"This isn't a coincidence. You're here for me," I said. "And if you just smile at me, you ain't getting nothing tonight."

"You would never withhold sex as punishment," said Bob. Darn it. He's got me there.

"But you can always say no," he said. "I'll get dressed if you'd like." I think I answered it with my laugh.

"I think we're good," I said, still laughing.

"I like your laugh," said Bob, smiling some more. He made a plate and handed it to me and then made one for himself. We sat down and he got out the fresh block of parmesan in the grater.

"Seriously," I said. "You grate your own cheese."

"Sure," he said. "It's great!"

I just stared at him until he laughed.

"So you thought I needed you tonight because you don't think I can do the job," I said, finally.

Bob just kept looking at me, with a slightly bemused expression.

"Oh, that's how it is going to be," I said. "Dammit I can do this job and I want to do this job and I will do this fucking job regardless of what you or anyone else thinks."

"I never doubted you. You know that" said Bob. "You wouldn't have been here to take the job if you weren't supposed to have the job. You know that's how it works."

"Yeah, yeah, I read the journal," I said. "But those are all the upbeat stories. You're not going to publish the failures."

He just kept looking at me, with the same expression.

"Never?" I said. He smiled again.

"Ever?" I said. He laughed.

"Not yet," said Bob. "I'm not saying it will never happen, but I really think it is unlikely. Bill's an MD. Nylah's an attorney. Luke is the Secretary General of the UN. Pari. Ruby. Chris. Orlando. Yeah, you're supposed to be here."

"Like I belong in that company," I said, a bit dismissively. Come on. Bob waited me out. Patiently. He is the absolute best at that.

That's when it hit me. It damn near knocked me down.

Bob means it. He believes in me. He believes in all of us.

"You believe in us all," I said, softly.

"Now you get it," he said, smiling.

"What's for dessert?" I asked. He reached behind him and came back with a whipped cream dispenser. Fresh whipped cream.

"What are you going to put that on?" I said. Pie? I like pie.

He just waited and smiled.

Ah.

We emptied that container.

Twice.

I love Bob. We all do.

That was quite a tangent, and it can't surprise you, but it meant so much to me. He's dropped in on us a couple times. Cassie, Luke, me. We all need his love and energy.

He is also one hell of a fuck. He also taught me something that involves a spatula, whipped cream, and tongs.

It was fucking amazing.

Now. Back to where I started. Elise and Tamara. Elise texted me suggesting that Tamara join us for lunch and, as she put it, an afternoon of fun.

I love it when a plan comes together. Oh, one sidetrack. You know the bowling alley in Times Square?

A Bowlmor. I guess I can go back.

Right now I am meeting Elise and Tamara. We shifted the time a bit and are meeting for lunch in Washington Square Park. It is a gorgeous day and we're going to grab lunch from a food truck and have a picnic.

I am hopeful to adjourn somewhere and get naked, but you never know. They're clearly 21, given they were at the bowling alley, and might balk at a 11-year-old. Darn it. I do laugh, because if we were in Robertville, our picnic in the park would end up with us naked right on that blanket.

You know it would.

I'd brought the picnic basket, complete with a nice bottle of wine. The park is actually owned by the university, so technically we could get naked on the blanket, but that didn't feel like it would happen. We haven't really made clear its ownership, so it sure would startle a few people.

"Hi," said Tamara, as she walked up, with Elise, holding hands. That seems promising. They're also flushed, which is encouraged in our world.

"Too bad this isn't part of Dionysus," said Elise. "We could both give you a big sloppy kiss."

Well then. That seemed within bounds, so I walked over and pulled Elise in for a hug and gave her my best effort kiss. Which is always how I kiss, except when I am in public and don't want to push the kissee over.

Today I am feeling bold and held Elise up while she just vibrated. She could finally stand by herself, and I turned to Tamara.

Who was holding her hands wide open for a hug.

And a kiss. I think they both need a nap.

I don't think I ever described them. Elise is petite. No more than 5'1". She's truly tiny. She's thin but clearly athletic, with nice B cups in a fairly tight NYU T-shirt. Sans bra. One thing about my kisses, they make your nipple pop. Very fine puffy nipples. She's white with strawberry blonde hair and just damn cute.

Tamara is Hispanic and equally gorgeous, but fairly tall at about 5'9". She's also clearly athletic and has the most amazing copper skin.

Did I mention the C cups? Very nice C cups. Also unfettered in a T-shirt. A white T-shirt.

Let's just say if I had a cock, it would be rock hard.

I'm in a romper. You had to know I am in a romper. Terrycloth and tight around my tits. Kind of a signature of our culture.

I spread out the blanket and we all sat down, crisscross. I can now attest that none of us favor underwear. Their shorts are fairly loose, and I am getting really nice pussy shots.

Just like they are of me.

I doubt it was accidental on their part. It sure wasn't on mine. Show them a little to peak their interest. A peek to peak. Which worked. Mesmerized comes into play. I'm also telling Bob that one. Peek to peak.

I do have a nice pussy. Not quite as amazing as Elena's, but pretty darn nice. Then again, every pussy is beautiful.

I might be rambling about pussy, but there are two in front of me, and I so want to push them on their backs and lick them.

"You know we both want to push you on your back and lick that gorgeous pussy," said Elise.

There you go.

"Well, we do own this park," I said. I shouldn't have but come on. Pussy shots. It got me going. They both pushed me over and smothered me with kisses. It didn't take thirty seconds for us to all be naked. Elise got between my legs and Tamara started sucking on my nipples. My hands strayed and stroked anything that I could stroke. God, it was incredible. A crowd gathered, which isn't surprising. I looked over and a young man of about 13 is just pounding Tamara. He's Nigel. Elise got up on her knees and a cock slid right in. That cock belongs to a simply gorgeous 14-year-old girl named Tawny.

Both are naked now, too. Suddenly sex broke out all over. We lost the entire afternoon to it.

Darn it. Yeah, I didn't sell that, now did I?

So now I have a side gig of bowling alley entrepreneur.

Why the fuck not.

We'll come back to this story. We'll cum back to this story. Oh, and Nigel and Tawny work for Elise and Tamara now, too.


Guam?

Kyrsten's assistant called my assistant and now Amy and I are heading to DC for a meeting. It was surprisingly cryptic. Just lunch at The Falls with Kyrsten and Barb. Maite was with us because we needed someone that kind of knew shit. Maite is involved. Hopefully, that means she knows something about governing. We sure as hell don't. We are bumblers. That's our leadership style. Just bumbling from one thing to the next. Oh, this is Bob. Bob the bumbler.

We landed at the house and Kyrsten's motorcade was already there. Good grief that's a lot of people. If we are such a superpower why don't we have people?. We have Maite. I guess that's good. It's not like we actually need security, though.

We walked inside and were stopped by the Secret Service who demanded we leave.

"This is a private residence," said the dude.

"Yep," I said, ever the communicator.

"You have to leave," he said.

"Nope," I said.

"Why not?" Said the dude.

"My house," I said. He actually barked out a laugh and looked me up and down. Hey, they told us to hurry. I figured I'd change here. I admit I was in a speedo. Amy was in a tankini. Maite was in a nice suit with a skirt. So the 15-year-old was dressed well, and we weren't.

Suddenly Kyrsten walked in the room and ran over and hugged Amy, then Maite, then finally me.

"Nice outfits," said Kyrsten, laughing.

"Yep," I said. Even the Secret Service laughed.

To no one's surprise there was a glorious buffet lunch with plenty of food for the entire crew. It threw some of them that our protocol required them to have lunch with us. Kyrsten was hiding her smirk but heartily agreed that was a key part of the Kingdom of Dionysus protocol.

Sure. Just lunch. Trust me. We have a much more complete protocol for other things.

Finally Kyrsten shooed everyone from the room.

"Shouldn't the little girl come with us?" said one of the agents.

Maite stood up indignant.

"I'll have you know I am the Royal Advisor to the King and Queen of Dionysus. I don't appreciate intolerant views based on my youthful appearance," said Maite with her arms akimbo and a stern look on her face.

Kyrsten laughed first and then we all lost it including Maite. Kyrsten waved them to go out, but he still looked concerned.

"She meant it," said Kyrsten.

"Then why are you laughing?" asked the agent.

"Because she is 15 years old," said Kyrsten. "Just roll with it. Age isn't a thing on Dionysus."

Age isn't a thing. What a great motto. Maybe even a new slogan.

They finally left and Kyrsten got down to it.

"We can't afford our protectorates," said Kyrsten. That's an interesting start.

"Are we talking the US Virgin Islands or Puerto Rico? They're pretty different," asked Amy.

"Yes," said Kyrsten. Well she did offer me Puerto Rico before.

"How can you just give away a part of your country? Your citizens?" asked Maite. I'm not really sure Amy and I needed to be here.

"I've thought about that," said Kyrsten. "I don't. We allow a referendum. They can vote for or against. If they vote for, they retain dual citizenship including any child born within 10 months of the effective date. That way kids that were already conceived will be dual citizens. I think we start small and work our way up."

"Why?" asked Maite. She is very concise.

"I meant it. The support costs are high, and we don't do shit for them. All of them already approached me about it. Congress would support the cost savings," said Kyrsten.

"You know the challenge," said Maite.

"Maybe not. I think you have to be publicly blunt on the implications including your school system. They'll go for it," said Kyrsten.

Maite looked at Amy and she nodded. Then she looked at me and I nodded, too. Everyone in the room knew asking me was just being polite.

"I'm sorry but I'm not US born. What territories are there?" asked Maite.

"American Samoa, Guam, the Northern Mariana Islands, Puerto Rico, and the US Virgin Islands. There are 11 more but they're uninhabited and I would think excluded," I said. They all just stared at me.

"Well you did offer me Puerto Rico," I said. "I looked the others up on Wikipedia."

"Do you make most of your major decisions based on Google and Wikipedia?" asked Kyrsten.

"Mostly," I said. "We watch a lot of Fox and Friends, too.

We all laughed. Except Maite. She just looked at us. How do you explain Fox?

"Do we need the council?" asked Maite. Amy held up her hand and she and I had a spirited conversation. We were both for it. The timing was right. Oh, we didn't talk out loud. Maite was right in the conversation.

"Apparently I don't," said Maite.

"But they didn't answer you," said Kyrsten

"Yes, they did," said Maite. "We can converse through our thoughts." Then she laughed. We all laughed.

"Nice cover but it is clear you can," said Kyrsten. Maite leaned over and whispered something in Kyrsten's ear. She chuckled.

"Sure. Have at it," said Kyrsten. Kyrsten had a scrunched up look on her face like she was trying to send her thoughts in some form of spell. Well, there was that sorcery charge.

"You don't have to scrunch up you face," said Maite. "And yes, thank you, I would quite enjoy that."

"I need specifics. That could have just been a good guess," said Kyrsten. Maite leaned over and whispered in Kyrsten's ear again. Kyrsten turned simply the brightest shade of red.

I didn't know it was possible to embarrass Kyrsten.

"It is," thought Kyrsten. "This is kind of fun." Were we getting more powerful, or was Kyrsten a player in her youth?

Or both.


A smaller country now

Kyrsten here. Well that was interesting.

I think I'll go down in history as selling more land to another country than any other President. I guess we weren't selling the protectorates. Should we?

"What were you thinking, pricewise?" asked Maite.

Oops. Maite laughed.

"You hadn't planned on us paying anything. While we understand, we would insist," said Maite.

"I suggest $900 billion," said Bob. "Total. It is roughly five times the total GDP. Your tax revenue is only $4 billion or so. That's 225 years of taxes."

We all stared at Bob.

"Feels fair," said Maite. Amy nodded.

"You know they're all voting for it," said Maite.

Yes, I did.

Roughly 3.5 million people. Million. Most of that was Puerto Rico.

"You know they have private ownership of property. You're only buying the government owned parts," I said.

"We'll likely offer to buy them out," said Maite. "We're more comfortable with our model."

"Buy them out? There has to be a few trillion in property," I said.

"Yes," said Maite.

I loved these folks. Oh, it is time for dinner and dessert. I think Maite might be dessert.

Yep.

The Lincoln Bedroom might never be the same. Yes, we went back to the White House.


Rolling them all up

As soon as the opportunity was presented, all five territories scheduled referendums. Oh, sorry. Maite.

Bob, Amy, and I went to each territory and held open forums everywhere we could. We answered questions bluntly and honestly. Any remaining questions were just gone. The four smaller territories went first. All four voted for it. Guam had the lowest yes vote at 93%.

In anticipation of the big vote, a group of us spent the week in San Juan and around the island. Bob was Bob and bought a perfect house in old San Juan. It was four apartments each with four bedrooms and six bathrooms. The first floor was a common area and restaurant. It was essentially a boutique hotel. Perfect. He also bought 300 acres of waterfront. Investing in the community, you know. We ended up with over sixty people spread around the island. We were going to anyplace that would host us and answering every question asked. We will probably tell some of the stories, but it appeared to work.

As in 98.6%.

So we all stayed for a celebration event. We rented the entire convention center which could accommodate up to 25,000 people. We opened it from early Friday morning to late Monday night with a special overnight session for people that worked off shifts. Amy and Bob made sure they were at that event. We brought in everyone in the global extended family.

Everyone.

It turned out that we owned an interesting hotel. The Condado Vanderbilt. We rented a bunch of rooms for the overflow from the house. Damn near bought the place out.

The event was fun and hilarious. We had made a point that the entire event was shorts casual and everyone was encouraged to bring their kids. We had playscapes and bounce houses and miniature golf and everything else you can imagine. We used it as the opportunity to announce several initial programs including the discontinuation of any federal taxes. We also announced a guaranteed minimum wage across all the territories. We immediately implemented universal healthcare, too.

The biggest impact would be on the schools.

Before we did anything else we were going to have similar celebrations in all our new... Wait. Our new what. What are these things.

Provinces. I think we have provinces now.

Cool.

Bob said he was heading to the Northern Mariana Islands next. If you don't know, they're an island chain and Guam is actually the bottom island. You know Bob. He's probably looking for an island. He does own Guam now, but still.

Bob.


78 places to visit

There are officially 78 towns and cities in Puerto Rico. If they are over 50,000 residents, they are a city. Under, they are a town. The main difference is that a town relies on a city for services. For now, nothing was changing other than their budget will increase. We're fixing up the place we bought if they vote for it. Oh, sorry, Luke here. The reason that 78 is important is that we're having a town hall in every one of them. I should mention, in case it is not obvious, that this all happened before the vote. A royal went to every single one of the 78. I mean immediate family, too. A princess or prince or queen or king. I laugh since we will soon have two queens. Heck, I will have two moms. Sure, Pari is going to be my second mom. Heck, you dream of a mom as sexy as Pari. Or Amy. Or Leslie. Or Cassie.

Yes, I just moaned when I typed Cassie. Yep. That entire list and my love got the moan. I can't control it. I remember the first time an ambassador mentioned her name to me. I moaned. She just stared at me.

"Did you moan because I said Cassie's name?" she asked. The fact that I moaned again might have been an answer. She just stood there for a minute.

"I'm getting a divorce," she said. I'm sure I looked shocked.

"Because I moaned?" I asked and she nodded.

"No, that's not fair," she said. "I realize that I can't expect that, but I can expect love and understanding. I've been struggling for a while on this decision. Seeing you and your extended family showed me how dysfunctional mine is."

"Can I ask you a favor?" I said and she looked at me quizzically and nodded.

"Can I set the two of you up with one of our counselors?" I said. "Before you make a decision. It may not change anything, but you might see things differently."

She bit her lip a bit. Damn, that's sexy. Hey, I can still enjoy the view. Oh, I'm 9 now, too.

"I don't know if he'll do it," she said. I admit I laughed.

"He will when he sees the counselor," I said, smiling.

"Well, that's part of the problem. His eyes stray," she said. I smiled at her.

"You might want to learn a little more about our culture," I said. "You know the basics. Everyone does." She looked at me.

"In your culture, we could go into the cloak room and fuck, and it wouldn't affect my marriage at all," she said.

"Yes," I said. "Last night I watched four different men fuck my wife. Three of them fucked me, too. The other didn't have one left in him, because he had fucked so many other people that night. That last one was King Bob. I was disappointed because I love it when he fucks me." Yes, I was blunt, but sometimes you need to be. I admit I laughed when she moaned at the name Bob.

"But we're Catholic," she said.

"Yeah, your religion is fucking you up big time," I said. "Our church services end with lunch, followed by an orgy. We're more fun." She finally smiled.

"Yes, you are," she said. She leered, comically. "So about that cloak room." I just ignored the comment.

"Can you make an appointment this evening?" I asked.

"Why not?" she said.

"OK, come to our house at 2000," I said, giving her the address. "We'll even make sure everyone has clothes on."

"Well, that's too bad," she said, leering again. We ended our conversation laughing. And yes folks, that was a tangent, but I'll come back to it.

I realized I had forgotten something important.

"Do you have kids?" I asked. That got me a smile that would light up a room. Mostly because she is probably a great mom, but there is an undercurrent. We sense things.

"Yes, we have an 11-year-old son and a 10-year-old daughter," she said. "Magnus and Reidun." She caught herself, but not quite quickly enough.

"OK, clearly more to explore," I said. "Is part of your problem that you see that your husband is attracted to one or both of them? And that you are?"

"You're confusing me," she said. The fact that her nipples had popped told me a lot.

"It doesn't have to be confusing," I said, softly. With that, we parted. Oh, and they were very nice nipples.

Now back to the actual story. I'll come back to that night. I should mention that the ambassador is Berit, and her husband is Trond.

That was quite a tangent. But just wait until you hear the rest. OK, it might be a touch predictable in our world, but it was fun!

Right, now, bringing us back to the actual story, Cassie, Lindy, and I were landing in Culebra, population 1,818. The smallest town in Puerto Rico. I'd brought Ruby and Tomas with me. I speak fluent Spanish and so does Cassie, but all the royals were bringing along extended family, too.

OK, then the four of us were going to fuck up a storm, but come on, you knew that. Tomas and Ruby? Dayum.

We landed and pulled up to the front of the building. We were driving a simple Hyundai Sonata, so nothing special. That was intentional. We landed down the road and drove in. We didn't think we needed to show off the flying car. Lindy was in a car seat between Ruby and Tomas. Cassie was driving. I was riding shotgun. That's pretty much always my seat. Cassie likes to drive. I like it that Cassie likes to drive, so Cassie drives.

Yes, I moaned four times typing that paragraph. I can't stop it.

They'd saved a spot for us to park and there were people everywhere. Everywhere. I walked up to the nearest person.

"Why is everyone out here?" I asked. He glanced at me and clearly didn't know who I was. You can always tell if they know.

"They won't let us in," he said. "The mayor chose a room that only holds twenty people and filled it with his friends. Everyone else is out here. Typical."

It was time to start the session, so I started the session.

By climbing up on the car and whistling. Yeah, Mom taught it to me. I think it peels paint. Everyone turned and saw the kid standing on the roof of a car. Our car. At least some knew who I was, because they started trying to get everyone to quiet down. Finally it was quiet. Really quiet. I was impressed.

"Good afternoon," I shouted. "We understand there is limited capacity inside, so we thought we'd just hold it out here. It is a beautiful afternoon in a beautiful town. My name is Luke. Some of you know me. While saying it embarrasses me, I am Prince Luke. With me tonight is my lovely wife, Cassie, and our daughter, Lindy." I leaned down and took Cassie's hand and pulled her up onto the car, with Lindy. I think we dented the roof, but we didn't care. Yes, I managed to suppress the moan when I spoke her name. Barely.

"With me tonight are Count Tomas and Countess Ruby," I said. I admit I laughed. We all laughed. When I said Ruby's name, the entire crowd moaned. I get it. Even Cassie gets it. She's not offended. Hell, she moaned.

Me too.

Ruby. It damn near makes you cum.

"We have no presentation tonight. You've all had the opportunity to read the referendum. We truly believe this would be good for everyone involved. Our plan today is to take questions. All of us will answer anything you ask," I said. "No limits. It might embarrass us, or embarrass you, and you might even be offended by the answer, but all we can promise is that we'll be truthful and honest. I'm sure some of you will try to shock us. It has happened in every town. But it won't work. We'll answer it. All we ask is that you be polite and take turns. It's 1300 and we have all day if that's what you want."

A small girl at the front politely raised her hand. We do love polite. She even set the tone because more people raised their hands.

Ruby had wandered off but came back with what looked like a karaoke machine. Got it. A portable sound system. It even had two wireless microphones. Perfect. She handed me one and put the speaker on the hood. I have no idea how she found it, but I am confident she knew right where it was. And that makes sense.

"Why don't we do this," said Ruby, using the other mic. "All your questions will be answered, so no need to push to the front. Let's just form a line and you can use the mic so everyone can hear." She walked over and took the girl's hand and pulled her to the front and handed her the mic. I loved that she took it and went right to it.

"My name is Alondra," she said. "I am 7. My question is around the schools. Will you be converting our school systems to your curriculum?"

"What a great first question, Alondra," I said. "I'm sure that was on everyone's minds. Yes, the schools' systems will immediately convert to our curriculum. We will also be adding college-level classes at every school, including here in town. We expect that all schools will require significant investment, and most will be replaced with new schools. The transition would be immediate if the referendum votes for becoming part of Dionysus." I left it there, knowing that someone would shout the follow-on question.

They always do.

"Does that include wrestling rooms?" shouted a boy of about 15. Tomas went out into the crowd and pulled him to the front.

"Since the question was so important to you that you interrupted, we'll let you ask it," I said. Yeah, he blushed. Good. "Introduce yourself, tell us your age, and repeat your question." He didn't want to. He seriously didn't want to.

Alondra handed him the mic with a little smirk.

You go, Alondra.

He stood there. Just stood there.

We waited. Oh hell yes, we waited. Finally he stood up and held the mic to his mouth.

"My name is Yadiel. I am 15. I also know better. I apologize to everyone for interrupting. It was inappropriate," he said. We all appreciate a good apology. "My question was whether there would be wrestling rooms at the school."

Cassie held her hand out for the mic. Sure, honey.

"Yes, at every school," she said. "The campuses will be open as well and each school will have a community center that shares the wrestling rooms. All are welcome. They're open 24/7."

That caused some noise rippling through the crowd. Yadiel just stared at her.

She wasn't done.

"Now, we all know that the point of the question was sex. Lots and lots of sex, in public, with lots of people. That's the elephant in the room, now isn't it?" said Cassie. That caused a titter in the audience.

"So ask your questions," said Cassie. "We told you that we would answer everything. Just don't make it all about sex."

Yadiel handed the mic to the next person in line. A very attractive, very pregnant young woman.

"What services do you have for a single mom?" she asked. "Oh, sorry, my name is Alanys and I'm 23." We didn't expect the adults to share their age, but why not. Age isn't a thing, right?

"What a great question!" said Cassie. "Our program includes three months of paid maternity and paternity leave, at full pay. After that, there is another nine months of paid leave that can be used by the mother or the father, at their discretion. All jobs come with eight weeks paid vacation and we encourage travel around the world. You'll be able to afford it because the pay scales for every job will increase significantly. After the leave, the schools are open to all ages. Actually they're open to ages six weeks and above, because we realize there are situations where immediate leave might not make sense to your family. You can bank the leave, for want of a better term, and use it at any time. Some parents bank enough time that they take a year or two off. Remember, your children will likely be in the school as students by their first birthday."

That caused a titter, too. I love the word titter.

"Oh, I should mention that the pay during your leave is substantial," said Cassie. She named a figure. The crowd actually gasped. Cassie laughed.

"You'll find pay scales are a bit different," said Cassie. The next person up was another woman.

"My name is Yarielis, and I am 35," she said. I jumped in.

"I made a mistake. Feel free to share your age if you'd like, but no one has to do so," I said. I got a smile from Yarielis. They all kept doing it.

"I'm a teacher. Can you share the pay scale for a teacher?" she said. "Right now we don't make much." She named a figure. An embarrassing figure.

So I named a new figure. Roughly fifteen times higher than her figure. More tittering.

"This was in the materials but may have gotten lost. If you go to the country website, you'll see a link in the upper right labeled pay scales. Everything is public. Every job is listed. Now, many of you work for businesses, large and small. We are offering to purchase every business. The owners would be free to stay on, at the salary scale listed, or retire. You'll find our offers for the businesses to be generous."

The next person in line was a man. A damn good looking man. A man Cassie and I would do in the parking lot. Yeah, that good.

"My name is Gustavo. I am 58," he said, proudly. "I am a physician. You mentioned universal healthcare. How will that work? Will we all take pay cuts?"

I admit, the four of us laughed. No, the five of us. Lindy laughed, too. Yeah, she understands. No she hasn't had her first birthday yet.

"We have already purchased all the medical facilities across all of the affected protectorates. Regardless of your vote, we will be implementing universal healthcare. You really should go to the pay scales page. I assure you, you will be pleased," I said.

"You're giving us all free healthcare whether we vote for you or not?" he continued. "Won't that kill us with taxes?"

"No," I said. "There are no taxes for healthcare, again whether you vote for us or not."

I won't use the word again, but there were people talking a bit. I waited and let it settle down.

The next person in line was predictable. Not her specifically, but someone.

"You're all going to hell. God will smite you," she shouted, into the mic. That hurt my ears.

Ruby held out her hand for the mic. Sure, Ruby. Go for it. She climbed up onto the roof with us. She didn't dent it at all.

Damn. I wish I'd thought of that. She's floating. You just can't tell. Too late. My feet marks are embedded in the roof. Ruby looked over and down at my feet. I lifted up about a half inch.

No dent anymore. After that I floated, too. We all did. It's pretty easy.

"We appreciate that your religious beliefs teach you that our lifestyle is wrong. We don't agree with you. We just don't. None of us will know who is right until we're unable to share that answer, so we choose to live a life that is the best for the children," said Ruby. "You're missing the entire picture if you think all of this is just about a lot of fucking. Yes, we do that. A lot. Hell, I'd let Gustavo fuck me on the hood of this car." Yeah, that got a reaction. More moans than shock.

"You need to look at the big picture. Compare your current situation to life in our world. In your world, if you get sick and don't have insurance, you die. You just die," said Ruby. "How many of you have good insurance with manageable deductibles and co-pays?" No hands went up. None.

"The concept of a co-pay or deductible doesn't exist for us. You're sick? We give you care. You're off work for a month, a year, forever, we still pay your salary. Why wouldn't we? You live in a world that benefits the oligarchy. No one likes to admit it, but I grew up in the slums of Tampa. I lived a shit life. I was raped at 7 and yes it was rape. I also fucked up a storm at 7, but that was consensual, and they are not the same thing. They're just not.

"Our kids are happy, healthy, and brilliant. Our adults are happy and healthy. There has never been a disciplinary event in one of our schools. Not a single one. Not in LA. Not anywhere. Do you realize how many of the problems in society are related to hormones? It's tearing kids apart. Their bodies are telling them one thing and your religion is telling them another. Religion, in this situation, is about control. Nothing else. Now, I am not bashing religion. Far from it. I was raised Catholic, too, and we still follow the core beliefs. We help out others. We're kind. We live a caring life. We just don't let religion dominate our lives. So yes, maybe we'll all go to hell, but in this life, we're doing our best to make it a better world for everyone."

Lindy wiggled and wanted me to set her down. She stood next to me, with her fingers through my beltloop. She held out her hand to Ruby. For the mic.

This should be interesting. Yes, she can talk. Quite well, in fact. Did you expect less?

"My name is Lindy. I am zero years old," she said, smiling. "This wonderful couple standing on this car, trying to get their message across, are my parents, Cassie and Luke. I am blessed to have been born into this family and I know it. You might think that this is all just an excuse to fuck kids, but it is not. It works. There are close to two thousand people here and you'll all listening to someone that can't stand very well if they're not holding on to their dad's belt loop. I'm speaking in Spanish, and I'll bet a few noticed that I'm using the proper dialect for your town. I could have had this conversation in Mandarin, Italian, Russian, and another forty or so languages. I'll finish on one thing, that I have already said. I am zero years old. My birthday isn't for a bit. Now, which one of you wants to tell me that our approach doesn't work?"

She handed the mic to me. The crowd was quiet. Completely quiet.

Until Alondra started clapping. It swept the crowd. Even the woman who challenged us.

Lindy has spoken.

The vote in this town?

100%.


Counseling

My name is Berit. I am off to dinner with my husband, Trond, and our kids, Reidun and Magnus. We're having dinner with the ambassador from Dionysus who is also the Secretary General. I have a bit of a crush on him, which freaks me out a bit, because he is 9.

He is sexy as hell. I've met his wife, Cassie, and the term sexy was invented for her.

And I get mad at Trond for his eyes straying.

I am conflicted. It isn't even that. I let myself get all worked up over Luke.

Who is younger than our children.

I have been taught all my life that sex is dirty. A necessary evil. I shouldn't enjoy it. My husband should and I should submit to him, but I shouldn't. Don't get me started on the fact that Cassie turns me on. And so does Reidun.

What the fuck has the church ever done for the world? They have all the money, all the land, all the power, and they don't do shit. Then you look at Dionysus, where they basically just live the Golden Rule and have limited taboos and they're fixing the world. They are going to take over all the US protectorates.

They're rich, powerful, and sexy. It works. It damn well works. I guess I never mentioned I am the ambassador from Italy. It is surprising to me that I even am, given my gender. And that we're all blonde.

We got to their house and the door was immediately opened by a young woman. I believe it startled my entire family when I moaned.

It is confusing.

The young woman laughed.

"Thank you," she said. "We all appreciate a good moan. I'm Nova." She held back the door and we all went into the foyer.

"You're the superintendent of the New York School system," said Reidun. "Kind of a hero to me. I wish I could go to your schools."

"You can, for sure," said Nova. "Everyone is welcome. Where do you go now?"

"We go to the Catholic school near the UN," said Reidun, with some serious disdain.

I get it, little one. I'm learning.

"Well, they certainly don't go at the same pace we do," said Nova.

"No wrestling team, either," said Magnus, with similar disdain.

Shit. Are we holding them back?

"You know you're holding them back, right?" said Nova. "We can talk over dinner."

"It is not like we aren't already fucking," said Reidun.

"Say what?" said Trond. "You're, you're, um, having sex?"

"Dad," said Reidun. "I'm 10. Of course we're fucking. You spend so much money on the stupid Catholic school that we have to share a bedroom. What the hell do you think we're doing?"

"Fucking," I said. "You're fucking and a lot more. Shit."

"It is good for us!" said Reidun, with some heat.

"That wasn't what my reaction was about," I said. "Yes, it is. We've really held you back."

"Then let us go to the public school," said Magnus.

We haven't even left the foyer.

I'll just leave it that they met with Amai and worked through a lot of issues.

Then we all fucked. Repeatedly.

Tits and a cock.

Yay!



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Character information

Name Chapters Age Description when introduced Stats when introduced
Bob All 28 Dad 6'2" (188 cm) - Swimmer's body, 6-inch (15 cm) cut average cock
Amy All 26 Mom (and the Nanny, to start) 5'1" (155 cm) - Bright red hair, C cup
Morgan All 20 The oldest of the new kids 5'5" (165 cm) - Dirty blonde, small B cup, gorgeous
Orlando All 18 The middle child and the only boy 5'0" (152 cm) -- Dirty blonde, 6-inch (15 cm) cut thick cock
Leslie All 16 The youngest 4'6" (137 cm) -- Brown hair, flat-chested
Chris 6,8,11,14-170 16 Boat sales person but becomes more 4'11" (150 cm) -- Slim, glorious puffy nipples
Hunter 2,3,13-14,27,30,32,34,36,38-39,42-44,47-49,51,56-58,60-61,63-66,68-69,71-74,76,79-86,90-91,93-94,96,98-99,101-102,104-105,109-112,114-117,121-123,129,132,134-136,138-140,142-144,146-148,150-156,158-161,163-165,167-170 16 Leslie's new friend 5'0" (152 cm) - Dark blonde hair, cute as hell, 3-inch (8 cm) cock
Hallie 2,3,13-14,27,30,32,34,38-39,42-44,47-49,51,56-58,60-61,63-64,66,69,71-74,76,79-85,89-91,93-94,98-99,101-102,104-105,109-112,115-117,121-123,132,134-136,138-140,143,146-148,150-156,158-161,163-165,167,170 16 Hunter's twin sister 4'8" (142 cm) - Dark blonde hair, small A cup
Ruby 6,14,16-25,27-29,31-40,42-43,45-47,49-58,61,63-74,76-93,95,95-96,98-132,134,136,138,140-141,144-161,163,165-170 14 Juanita's sister 4'11" (150 cm) -- Dark hair, Hispanic, sexy, flat
Elena 7,8-9,14,16-19,23,27,30-31,34,36-40,42-47,51-52,54,56-58,60-63,65-66,68-69,71-74,76,79-82,87,95-96,101,104,106-107,109,111-116,118,125-126,128,130,132,139,142-143,149-150,152-153,157-159,161-162,170 14 Sophia's daughter 4'5" (135 cm) - sexy AF
Misty 8,170 15 Leslie's bus friend 4'9" (145 cm) - mousy little girl
Lyle 8,170 15 Leslie's bus friend 4'11" (150 cm) - super nerd, 4-inch (10 cm) cock
Amai 19,20-21,23-34,36-39,41,47-48,50-52,55-56,63,66-67,69,71,73,77,79,81-82,87,90,92,95-96,99-102,105,115-116,119,126,128-130,132,136,144,147,149,153,156-159,165-166,170 Twenties The family social secretary 5'4" (163 cm) - beautiful, petite, B cup, 6-inch (15 cm) uncut thick cock
Barb 19,20,26-28,30,36,39,42,63,73,82,92,96,99,102,116,119,167,160,170 Fifties Amai's mom 5'6" (168 cm) - 120, stunning, mixed, C cup
Nicolo 24,27,32,34,36,39,41,50,75,87,92,99-101,135,145,147,152,154,159,161-162,168-170 12 Freja and Aldo's son 4'6" (137 cm) -- 3-inch (8 cm) uncut cock
Nova 24,27,29,32-34,36,39,41,50,75,87,92,99,101,135,145,147,152,154,159,161-162,168-170 11 Freja and Aldo's daughter 4'4" (132 cm) - flat
Bill 43,50-51,54,62,66-68,70-72,74-82,84-87,89-91,94-96,99,102,104-105,107,109-112,114-116,118-123,125-130,132,134-136,138-141,144-152,155-170 5 Bob and Amy's son  
Jessica 43,50-51,54,62,66-68,70-72,74-82,84-87,89-91,93-96,99-100,102,104-105,107-112,114-116,118-132,134-141,144-152,154-170 5 Bob and Amy's daughter  
Nan 45,48,50-51,53,57,59,61-62,64-66,68-70,72-73,76,81-83,85-87,89-95,97-101,103-105,107,110-113,115-116,118-119,122-123,125,129,132,137,140,142,144,146,148-151,153,155-157,159,168,170 7 9th grade student 3'8" (112 cm) - cute, bubbly, fun
Gemma 45,48,50-51,53,57,59,61-62,64-66,68-70,72-73,76,81-83,85-87,89-95,97-101,103-105,107,110-113,115-116,118-119,122-123,125,129,132,137,140,142,144,146,148-151,153,155-157,159,168,170 Thirties F-61/E-62 Engineer 5'7" (170 cm) - Solid and sexy, C cup
Maite 46,61,63,68-71,81-82,95-96,98,101,104-105,110,112-113,116-117,126,135,137,144,148-150,155,166-167,170 15 Vincente's daughter 5'3" (160 cm) - Cute AF. Sexy and skilled. Nice B cup with huge nipples
Tomas 46,52,55-57,61,63,66-76,78-87,89-90,92-96,98-99,101-110,112,115-117,119-121,124-125,128-130,134,136,138-140,142,144,146,148-150,152-155,159,161,163,165-167,169-170 14 Vincente's son 5'4" (163 cm) - Also Cute AF, sexy, and skilled. 6-inch (15 cm) thick uncut cock
Tavi 46,47-52,55-57,66,68-71,73-74,76,79-85,87,90,92-96,98-99,101-102,104-105,107,115,117,119,123,128,132,136,140,142,149,154,160,170 15 Emilia and Talmai's son 5'9" (175 cm) - Big for his age, works out, 7-inch (18 cm) thick uncut cock
Pari 48,49,62,65,68-70,74,77-78,80-81,83,86-95,97-115,117-130,132-141,143-144,146-159,161-167,169-170 12 Alea and Sargon's daughter 4'10" (147 cm) - cute, sexy, breast bumps
Kaia 49,67-68,70,73,95,132,149,153,156,170 Twenties New doctor at the health clinic 5'7" (170 cm) - strong, blonde, C cup
Amara 50,51-52,55-57,66-70,73-74,76,79-82,84-85,87,90,92-95,98-99,101-102,104-105,107,115,117,132,137,140,149,154,160,170 15 Tavi's soon to be soul mate, in a wheelchair 5'6" (168 cm) - cute, wavy hair, nice body, B cup
Jameis 63,69-71,82,95,100,104-105,108-110,113,117,124,126-128,130,135,142-143,148-150,165-166,170 45 Ruby's friend and an archaeologist 7'1" (216 cm) - Big muscular guy, attractive, 11-inch (28 cm) cock
Cassie 67,68,70,73,81,86-87,90,92-93,95-96,99,101-102,104-110,112,115,117,119,123,127-130,132,135,139-140,142,144-155,157,159-165,168-170 13 Homeless girl from New York. Kevin's friend 4'11" (150 cm) - thin, adorable, A cup
Luke 80,81,86-87,90,92-96,99-102,104-110,112,117,119,123,126-130,135,140,142,144-146,146-155,157,159-162,164-165,168-170 9 The new brother 4'4" (132 cm) - Sandy brown hair, thin, cute, 3-inch (8 cm) cock
Diane 83,84-85,90,96,100-101,111-112,126,130,134,137,149,151,159,169-170 14 Designer and project manager for South Carolina islands 5'5" (165 cm) - Tall, black hair, Egyptian, A cup
Cepos 83,90,96,100-101,111,126,130,139,149,151,159,170 15 Diane's brother 6'0" (183 cm) - Black hair, ripped, 7-inch (18 cm) uncut cock
Estaban 90,117,170 Twenties Friend of Amara's, also in a wheelchair 5'10" (178 cm) - Dark blonde, buff, 6-inch (15 cm) cock
Nylah 94,95-96,99-100,102,104-105,107,110,112,117,119,121-126,128,130,132,135-140,144-147,149-152,155,155-160,163-170 7 The newest family members 3'4" (102 cm) - Cute little thing, looks a lot like Leslie
Colby 94,95-96,99-100,102,104-105,107,110,112,117,119,121-126,128,130,132,135-141,144-145,147,149-152,155-159,162-166,168-170 7 The newest family members 3'4" (102 cm) - Cute little thing, looks a lot like Orlando
Lindy 149,151-154,157,160-161,164,170 0 Luke and Cassie's baby
Mark 151,152-153,159,161-162,169-170 33 New York realtor for Luke and Cassie 6'2" (188 cm) - Dark hair, wiry and fit, 7-inch (18 cm) uncut cock
Mindy 151,152-153,159-162,169-170 29 Cassie's sister and Mark's wife 5'6" (168 cm) - Dark blonde, fit, C cup
Lucas 151,152-153,161,170 0 Mindy and Mark's baby
Jake 170 2 Misty and Lyle's son and Joe's twin
Joe 170 2 Misty and Lyle's son and Jake's twin
Elise 170 22 New manager of food and drink at Bowlmor 5'1" (155 cm) - Blonde hair, petite, athletic, B cup
Tamara 170 25 New events manager at Bowlmor 5'9" (175 cm) - Dark hair, Hispanic, runner's body, C cup
Nigel 170 13 Boy at the park 5'3" (160 cm) - Dark hair, thin and fit, 5-inch (13 cm) thin cock
Tawny 170 14 Girl at the park 5'2" (157 cm) - Dark hair, thin, A cup, 4-inch (10 cm) thin cock
Magnus 170 11 Ambassador's son 5'3" (160 cm) - Blonde hair, thin and cute, 5-inch (13 cm) thin cock
Reidun 170 10 Ambassador's daughter 5'3" (160 cm) - Blonde hair, thin and adorable, nipple bumps
Berit 170 41 Ambassador 5'6" (168 cm) - Blonde hair, fit, C cup
Trond 170 42 Ambassador's husband 6'1" (185 cm) - Blonde hair, super fit, 7-inch (18 cm) thick cock
Alondra 170 7 Girl at the town hall meeting 3'9" (114 cm) - Dark hair,Puerto Rican, adorable, flat
Yadiel 170 15 Boy at the town hall meeting 5'10" (178 cm) - Dark hair, Puerto Rican, fit and wiry, 7-inch (18 cm) uncut cock
Alanys 170 23 Young mother-to-be at the town hall meeting 5'6" (168 cm) - Dark hair, Puerto Rican, sexy, D cup
Yarielis 170 35 Teacher at the town hall meeting 5'5" (165 cm) - Dark hair, voluptuous, D cup
Gustavo 170 58 Doctor at the town hall meeting 5'9" (175 cm) - Dark graying hair, very fit, muscular, 7-inch (18 cm) cock

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