17 October 2022

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EGOT

Grace here. I just realized something amazing about Orlando. I don't know if he realizes it and is just humble or if he doesn't recognize what an amazing thing he has accomplished.

I just updated an article on Wikipedia that didn't accurately reflect the list.

Most of you likely have never heard the term EGOT. It is a huge freaking deal in the entertainment industry. Orlando is the sixteenth person to ever accomplish this. If you're young like me you probably haven't even heard of most of the fifteen, but I'll bet you've heard of Audrey Hepburn and Mel Brooks. Oh, just find the Wikipedia entry.

Have you figured it out yet?

Emmy
Grammy
Oscar
Tony

The highest achievements for television, music, movies, and theater.

Orlando has one of each. No that's not true. He has more than one Grammy.

I'm married to an entertainment stud. I guess I need to act on TV and Broadway to catch up. After all, I do have a Grammy and Oscar. Got close on that Tony, but Jain deserved them both.

I was kidding but it would be cool. I do simply love to act. Music is my passion, but I loved doing the movie. Loved it! So much of that evil character was just me.

Can you hear my maniacal laugh?

Sweet lil ol' me.

Now, I'm not going to search out ways to win. Well, maybe I am by being selective in what I choose. Good stuff. Really good stuff.

TV or theater?

Where do I start? I don't even have an agent for acting. Orlando does. He also owns a studio. Maybe that will help. I wonder if he would be OK with moving to New York for a bit.

I guess I'll ask him. He's lying in bed right next to me.

"You up for some time in New York if I get cast in a play on Broadway?" I asked.

"Sure," he said.

Ok, maybe not a fair test. If I'd asked if he would like to winter at the north pole and he thought I wanted to it he would give me the same answer. The men in their family are pretty damn supportive.

He gave me a big smile.

"Going for the Tony?" he said. "That would only leave one."

OK, I punched him in the arm to his laughter. I guess he did know.

"Why didn't you update Wikipedia?" I asked.

He just shrugged. That is Orlando to a T. Modest and spectacular.

"We would be the first couple," I said, and he laughed again.

"Got any ideas of the part you want?" he asked. I just shook my head no.

"Musical?" he asked.

"Maybe but it doesn't have to be," I said. "Just a great script. Maybe we could do one together."

"You sure you want to work with your husband?" he asked with a laugh.

"You sure you want to work for your wife?" I asked.

"Oh, that's the way it is going to be?" he said.

"Maybe. I have a book I love. I think we could do it on Broadway and then make the movie," I said. "I'd like to direct. I thought you could produce."

"You've thought this through," he said and this time I laughed.

"Nope. Just finished the book and started this conversation," I said. He smiled. "I'm actually serious. You will love the book." I picked it up from my nightstand.

"It is a Young Adult romance novel. It is also a space opera," I said. Yeah, that got a funny look.

"Just my kind of read," he said, full of sarcasm. He hit the button to raise his head and opened the book. Come on. You knew he did.

Then he read it cover to cover without moving. He laughed and gasped at what I suspected were the right parts. He put it down already done. I'd just watched him read it. How weird is that. The book is Heart of Iron by Ashley Poston if you want to look it up.

"Anastasia in space with robots and music," he said. I'll be damned. My husband knew his classics.

"And?" I said.

"Oh, I'm in but am I the bad guy?" he asked. I shook my head no.

"That's Luca's part. You're the robot," I said. He got a thoughtful look.

"Do you think he would do it?" he asked.

"Willingly? No," I said. "If Tegan wanted him to do it? In a heartbeat."

"Devious," he laughed. "On stage you would limit the cast. How far?"

"Just the Empress," I said.

"Four? You'd do it with just those four?" he said. He was clearly thinking it through.

"That's bold. Really bold. It either works wonderfully or fails miserably," he said. "You would figure that out in rehearsals and could correct. Who is the Empress? Someone famous? Maybe Bette Midler?"

I shook my head no.

"Heather," I said.

He couldn't stop laughing but finally did.

"You're serious. You know something about her that I don't," he said. I smiled at him.

"She loved the theater in college and starred in several plays. She won the lead in every musical. At Yale," I said.

"Wow. Just wow. On my God, she would nail it," he said. "Would she?"

"If H2 wants her to," I said. He laughed again.

"We rehearse and perfect it here. Maybe even do a limited run at the casino. No risk. If it fails, we all had a blast doing it," he said.

I just nodded. Exactly what I had planned.

"We rehearse at the school. The kids can build the sets and do everything," I said.

He just kept nodding.

"Changing the subject, what are our plans today?" he asked.

"We are not changing the subject. We are talking to Luca and Heather," I said. "We are having lunch with both Heathers and dinner with Luca and Tegan.

"Of course we are," he said. "They need to read the book."

"They are. I told them to read it before we met. All four of them," I said. "They already agreed to read it." Yeah, I had done that during our conversation. It was a good thing it was early. The Heathers had reading to do before lunch.

Oh gosh. Orlando had finished the book and we were done with our conversation. What to do!

We are so damn lucky to have each other, even if he does wear out after six, or sometimes seven times. Today he reached eight.

And he needs to recover for lunch and dinner.

Heather? Really?

Still Grace.

We met H1 and H2 at the casino. They have a restaurant we all just love. It's a fusion of Sushi and Mexican. Isn't that weird? I love them both. Sometimes I have a sushi appetizer with fajitas. Other times I have nachos and a California roll. It really sounds weird, but they work together. My favorite nachos are Mahi Mahi with a Caribbean sauce. I'm pretty sure they stole that from a little restaurant in Safety Harbor called Barfly. I love that place.

It was fun to catch up with them. The joy they exude is glorious. Moving here was transformative for both of them. Heather was in her uniform which here is khaki shorts and a polo shirt with your rank on the collar. Hers was a mauve that worked for her. H2 was in a diaphanous sundress and just glowed.

I think we were underdressed. I was in cutoffs and a tank top. OK, I rocked the tank top. It was too tight, and I was braless. Ruby is a bad influence. Or a good influence. Orlando was in board shorts. It was a fight to get him to put on the t-shirt. At least we wore our dress flipflops.

We caught up during lunch and I can't remember when I last laughed that much. Heather told hilarious stories about leading a military where the median age of her soldiers was 12 years old. Median. Not average. That means as many were 12 and below as above. She had story after story and the recurring theme was an experienced military veteran being shown up by a kid. She had one fairly new guy who fit in great and was a squadron leader in F-35 fighters. Old school but good at it. He liked to boast when he won a dogfight. A lot. It is one thing to be proud. It is another to gloat.

So Heather setup a dog fight with Leslie. You know, the 16-year-old Minister of Defense. She creamed him. She said it helped but not enough. She went to Ruby at 14. Didn't help.

So she had an F-35 modified for Nan. She made sure the guy knew that Nan had never flown a Gen 5 fighter. He didn't mention her skills in the F-81. She did tell him that Nan was 7 years old. He thought Heather was joking.

She said that Nan declared herself ready the next day. One day. He was clearly disbelieving but went up.

Nan took him out in 11 seconds.

He was a bit humbler now. The end of the story was even better. Nan was his instructor in the F-87 now. It had been her idea. She isn't in the military, but she is a hell of an instructor. The happy ending was he was doing well and treating Nan as he should. As an experienced instructor in a plane that was new to him.

"I have to ask why I had to read a young adult romance novel this morning," said Heather. "A space opera. We both read it. I have to admit I loved it. Who knew? I even read the entire novel picturing myself as the Empress. I don't know why."

"I did, too," said H2. "Let's face it. In that world you are the Empress."

Yeah, I got a wink from Orlando, but he insisted he hadn't pushed that to them. We could do it, too. Heck, we had that entire conversation without speaking a word.

"Funny you should say that" I said. "We want to put it on as a play. Just four parts. I'd be the lead. Orlando would be the robot. You'd be the Empress and we are having dinner with Luca to be the bad guy."

Heather laughed out loud. Not the typical Heather.

"I haven't done a play since college. I loved it. The fact that it is a musical and I could sing is just a big bonus," said Heather.

H2 just stared at her.

"Who are you and what have you done with my wife?" said H2. "Oh, I'm kidding. This is perfect for her."

We all laughed. Heather didn't even ask how we knew.

"So you're planning a little local theater production at the high school?" asked H2.

"Not exactly," I said. "We would rehearse there and probably a few shows and then take it to the casino," I said.

"The casino! That theater holds thousands," said Heather.

"As a precursor to opening on Broadway," I said.

Heather sat back in her chair and just stared at me. H2 couldn't stop laughing but suddenly did. She looked at me and smiled.

"You're going for the third letter," said H2. I could see the light bulb go on for Heather.

"You would only have one left," said Heather. "And I just realized. You've already done it. Seventeenth?" to Orlando.

"Sixteenth," said Orlando.

"Would you take it to TV?" asked Heather.

"Maybe but it feels more like a film," I said, and Orlando nodded.

"A movie. And then you would recast my part to a real actress or would you do that before Broadway. That would be best," said Heather.

"Nope," said Orlando. "Still you." He beat me to it. "We think this could be your first two letters."

"Right," said Heather, dismissively.

We both just smiled at her.

"Oh come on," said Heather. "I'll do it here, but I don't know about New York."

"OK. Then we won't do it," I said. "Happy to change the subject. We thought it would be fun."

"It would be fun, but you want a novice to do Broadway and a movie. Nobody does that," said Heather. All three of the rest of us laughed.

Heather just sat there for a minute.

"Shit. You both won Oscars in your first movie, and he won a Tony in his first freaking play," said Heather. "You're going to guilt me into it." Only H2 laughed.

"No we are not. The discussion is over. If you decide to do it then great. We think you'll be awesome. If you don't want to do it, don't do it. You know there is no pressure about anything here," I said.

This time Heather laughed.

"There is no better way to guilt me in to doing it than not guilting me into doing it," said Heather. Somehow that sentence made sense.

"Sleep on it," said Orlando. "We don't know if Luca is in either."

"He will do it if Tegan wants him to do it," said H2. "Then again, you'd do it if I said I wanted you to, but I won't. It is your call."

"I'll do it if Luca does," said Heather.

Yay!

Luca was going to be a hard sell

Grace again. We met Luca and Tegan at Carlina's restaurant in Athens. We love that place. The food is outstanding and so is the service. We'd long ago made it a consulate so we could have wine. Or an IPA. Carlina had a huge selection of IPAs there now. It was a huge hit. I laugh that Carlina was one of the first to venture out into the real world and buy things.

We hadn't been seated for 10 seconds before Tegan jumped in.

"Robot or bad guy?" asked Tegan.

"Bad guy," I said.

"Orlando's the robot. You're the lead. Who is the Empress?" asked Tegan.

"Heather," I said.

"Perfect," said Tegan. "Broadway, a movie, or both?"

"Both," I replied.

"We're in," said Tegan. Luca had just sat there through the entire conversation. He just shrugged and smiled. Powerful young women, you know. We spent the rest of dinner discussing it and agreed to meet at our house at 1100 tomorrow to walk through the book and decide how to adapt it. There wasn't a script for a stage or movie production. We weren't going to write a script.

We were going to rehearse. Try things out. Figure out what worked. Even this was unusual for us, because we were following a book. We'd make it work. After dinner we adjourned to the penthouse at Carlina's hotel. The original one. Carlina is a bit of a real estate mogul in Athens now. She kept buying properties and renovating them. A restaurant or hotel or anything else that had the tag line A Carlina property was always a success. I suspect many of them understand that Carlina's properties are all consulate property.

Got it? Now, like we've probably said before, you can't just check in to fuck to our rules.

Which is disappointing to a lot of people.

We hadn't had a fun night with Luca and Tegan in a long time. I'd survived through the No Tegan or Carlina time but it was rough. When we got into the suite, none of our clothes made it out of the foyer. I took Tegan's hand and dragged her to a soft spot in the carpet right by the window. It is a gorgeous view across Athens. We left the lights off and just enjoyed the lights of the city. I was going to pleasure Tegan until she made me stop. I got between her legs but before I did, I told the men to just sit on the couch and watch. We made sure they enjoyed the show. I took Tegan over and over and stopped when she squirted all over me. She motioned for us to trade positions.

I was OK with that. Very OK with that. Tegan is talented. She does this thing with her tongue, with fingers in the front and back that just makes me moan.

And cum. And cum. And cum. Finally I couldn't take it anymore. I looked over at the boys and they were both covered in cum. I couldn't blame them, and I wanted the second cum anyway. I crawled over to Luca and started cleaning him up and kissing him. Tegan did the same to Orlando. That's how Tegan and I found ourselves on our knees, facing each other, kissing. Luca was just pounding me, and Orlando was doing the same to Tegan. Damn they have skills. Stamina, too, because after they came in us, they swapped. Luca was fun, but Orlando is my man. He filled me up, too, but they boys weren't done.

One more swap. One more cum. They were done for the night. What to do about cleanup. What to do.

Tegan is quite good at it. So am I. I'll leave you with that visual.

We had so much fun

Heather here. H1. What have I gotten myself into? I'm a military officer. Somehow I found myself rehearsing and designing a play on the fly with Grace, Orlando, and Luca. Of course Tegan was around and so was H2. Carlina was, too.

Somehow we were all naked. I didn't quite follow but enjoyed it. Carlina and Tegan were 10 now. We took frequent breaks. What amazed me is how quickly it all came together. We basically walked the table of contents and cherry-picked things we thought would work and eliminated the extraneous. So we had an outline.

"OK," said Grace. "Let's do it from the top." Luca and I just stared at her.

"From the top. You know. The beginning," said Grace. "Start to finish."

"But we don't have a script," said Luca.

"We barely have a coherent outline," I said.

"Exactly," said Grace. "We're ready. We'll do the run through and talk about any changes. We can do the next run through opening night."

Is she fucking nuts?

"Are you fucking nuts?" said Luca. See!

"You both know damn well how we work," said Grace, in a surprisingly firm voice. Then she laughed. Which made her breasts jiggle.

I am enjoying this. Still not sure why we're naked. Still happy that we are. Even happier that I've worked hard to stay in shape. I'm clearly older, but I like my body.

So do the rest of the people here. A lot. They prove that to me a lot, too.

Thank God they turned 9.

My life. Our lives are amazing.

Opening night

That damn Tegan. Pushy little thing. She controls Luca. She got Grace involved.

It's all Tegan.

High school. I thought we'd open at the high school.

Tegan had a bigger plan. The casino theater. Opening night is tonight. The place, to my absolute surprise, was sold out. We added three more shows.

Still sold out. We'd decide what to do next after this long weekend. Either it would tank or work. Those are pretty much the only two choices.

Oops. Forgot to say this was Heather. We really didn't run through it again. We spent a few days making minimalist sets and were ready. Tonight was the second walkthrough, live, and this time we had to wear clothes.

We hate clothes. We actually think the clothes distract from the story. We are on Eros.

Could we? Should we?

I took it to the others.

"What if we added another show, but did that one naked?" I asked. "We all know it would work and be better."

"What about tonight?" asked Grace. "Should we ask the audience?"

Which is how Grace and I ended up center stage, in front of the curtain. Then Orlando and Luca walked out. All four of us were together, but Grace spoke. She explained the question and the roar was pretty loud. We finally quieted them down and just did a simple vote with clapping.

Unanimous

Naked it is. We went backstage and stripped off.

"That is literally a weight of my shoulders," said Luca. Oh God, he and Orlando are ripped. I knew it, particularly given both of them have been regularly fucking me but come on. The audience is going to love them. Then again, I just turned to see Grace in the nude.

Yeah, that will be a fan favorite. The first scene opens with Grace on the stage. I'm not going to narrate the play, but I'm going to boast just a bit. When the curtain rose, the crowd reacted with quite a roar to Grace. I realized why. In our run through, Grace's character is just casually stroking herself between her legs.

While wearing clothes. Sensual, and likely unnoticed by most.

Change the dynamic to naked Grace and the symbolism is entirely different. She is also likely, at some point, to go off. That should spice up the play. But let me keep going. Orlando enters the stage next to very similar results. Loud and raucous. Luca's entrance is much the same. The audience loves these kids. The audience really loves these kids naked.

Which is when I swept in. I am the Empress. I swept in. I don't walk.

OK, a little overboard there, but what surprised me was the crowd's reaction. On their feet. Stamping their feel. Whistling. Screaming.

And they wouldn't calm down.

For me. I am going to spend the rest of the play dripping inconveniently. That was a rush. That's when I realized we were doing a little bit different show than our last practice. Luca was on the ground, on his back, and Grace was bouncing on his cock. Orlando, the robot, was clearly parked but forced to watch what was going on. Orlando's expressions said everything. He wanted that role.

Which would be the first robot to human marriage.

Which is why, while parked, and in anguish, the poor robot had a hard thick cock.

The audience was enjoying that. Then Orlando turned so only I could see and winked at me. We'd joked about this path, but did he? I got a tiny smile.

I walked directly over to him. I grabbed and stroked his cock, which broke him free from his sleep mode.

Which is why the scene ended with me bent over a couch getting hammered by a robot.

With a nice thick cock.

I'm thinking we might need to change it up for Broadway.

Maybe. I had an idea. It turns out we all did.

What a freaking show

Yes, there was lots of actual sex, but that wasn't the point of the play. It fit in flawlessly and told a story. The ending is spectacular. I won't spoil it here, but it is a huge surprise. I love endings like that.

Sorry, Grace here.

Yes, we all had the same idea, and it was so simple. We bought a Broadway theater. Actually Luca did. He branded it as the MGM Theater. Yes, the family already owned one, but it wasn't big enough. Luckily, everyone already knew the MGM Grand theaters were way out there. The sex in our show was pretty mild. We made it clear in all our advertising. We encouraged discussions at home. We had afternoon open houses before each show where the theater was open to the public and the four of us sat on stage and took questions.

Any and all questions. We were brutally honest in our response. People floated in and out, and our count showed over 40,000 unique people came and sat through some questions. Many asked them, although they got a little repetitive. Many brought their kids, in fact most did. The kid's questions were blunt.

We were taking them in and out in waves, just 15 minutes a piece, because of the line. The last thing we did, in just a few minutes, was to declare it a safe space where the kids could confess to anything to their parents without repercussions. We made the parents sign a release to that effect.

All day long, parents were finding out that their kids understood the power of sex more than they did. The kids were more fun, too. We did remind them that the ages of consent in New York were much different.

To their disappointment. Maybe we should have mass weekend orgies at Madison Square Garden. That would fill the place.

That is a tempting idea. Heck, I'd just like to play the Garden. Then again, we own the school district, so a high percentage of these kids have wrestling rooms.

What we did do was pay close attention to all the families where the kids opened up. They were quietly given tickets to a special show we added on Sunday afternoon.

Heather's transformation

H2 here. It has been so fun to watch Heather grow into the role. The first night, at the casino, was amazing, but they improved with each night. Little nuances. Body language. Playing off each other. Perfecting each line. Every show was different. Sometimes a little. Sometimes a lot. On the third night, Grace took the production in a totally different direction with just two new lines.

They never went back. It was perfect. There was one thing that was important above all others.

Getting the right attitude. Heather is the Empress. The freaking Empress. She has become the Empress. She is powerful as hell. We're backstage right now and the curtain is about to rise. They're all freaking out a little that they were going to fuck onstage, in New York. I see Jessica just came backstage and waved them all together. I walked over to listen.

"I've seen every single night of your show," said Jessica. "Your first night in the casino was good. Very good. Amazing, given your style of preparation. Your last night in the casino was transcendent. You became the characters. Your interaction, in character, on stage is amazing. There is a glow, an aura, on the stage and none more than you, Heather. Do not be freaked out. Go out there and put on that same performance. Confidence. Attitude. You have it. Make Broadway yours."

"Now, break a leg," said Jessica. She didn't want to mess up their makeup, so they each got a fist bump. It was time, so Grace took her position on stage and everyone else was in the wings. The current went up, with Grace onstage, naked. Jessica and I could see the audience from the wings.

Easily a third of the audience was under ten. Over half was under 18, or even more. They had come with their parents, who all knew exactly what was going to happen. The world is changing. What was amazing was this was the critic's night. Every adult in the audience was a critic or the partner of a critic. We encouraged them to bring their kids and gave them extra seats to do so. Not everyone did. Almost everyone did.

There were two acts with an intermission. The first act was truly flawless. From the moment the curtain went up to the moment it went down, you were with them. They were simply lost in their characters. The last show in the casino theater was transcendent. It was a pre-k production compared to tonight. The force. The power. Everything and everyone. Simply stunning.

I mingled out in the lobby during intermission and eavesdropped.

"Stunning"

"Incredible"

"The best I have ever seen, and it will never be surpassed"

"Only one other play has ever been close, and Orlando is in both"

It was fun as hell to listen. Towards the end of the intermission, Jessica walked up beaming.

"The kids love it. They get it, maybe better than the parents. The conversations it has opened up are fun, too. The kids are explaining it to their parents, including the symbolism of the sex. Especially the symbolism of the sex," said Jessica. "I also got 32 numbers." That last part made her laugh. It didn't surprise me at all. We went back to our seats in the wings for the second act and if anything it was better. Simply mind-blowing. The final curtain came down and the standing ovation was loud and raucous and led by the kids. All the critics, who are usually stoic at events like this, were on their feet cheering, too. The curtain came back up and they were standing at the front of the stage, holding hands. They'd put on shorts and polos and took a bow. Hayden polos. I thought the roof was going to blow off from the noise. Four people came out on stage with chairs, and the four of them sat down. I didn't realize they still had mics on. Grace waved her hands and they brought up the lights.

"We're introducing something new to our show and trying it out tonight, so let us know what you think," said Grace.

"We're going to take questions from you on any topic," said Heather.

"It can be about the play, it can be about Dionysus, it can be about your math homework," said Orlando. "Anything you want. We have people with microphones, so just raise your hand. Be patient, because we're hopeful there will be a lot of questions."

"You there, right in the front," said Luca, pointing at a young woman, who couldn't have been much over 5.

"I'm having trouble with a math assignment," she said, to laughter from the entire theater. "Seriously though, have you considered offering your leadership globally?"

Did she ask what I think she asked? Orlando jumped in.

"Well," said Orlando. "There are quite a few governments that might take offense at our doing so. We are trying to help, though. That's pretty much what our country is about. Being fair to everyone, ensuring everyone has a good life experience, and trying to improve the world."

"And fucking," said the girl, under her breath. She didn't realize the mic would capture it, but it did.

Orlando laughed, but Grace beat him to it.

"Yes, there is a lot of that," said Grace. "We believe that sex is integral to our success as a nation. Many think it is non-traditional, or wrong, or even the work of the devil, but I'd put our results out there as proof that it is the right choice for us."

The next question was from a boy about two rows back. We jumped in and asked for them to share their first name and age.

"I'm Bryon, with a y and an o," he said, which he clearly had to say a lot. "I'm 7. I was wondering if you could connect me with Jessica and Bill." The fact that he was visibly hard might have given his reasons away. Jessica came in from the wings and went down the stairs into the audience. She turned off the mic and spoke to him for a few minutes and then spoke to his family. They all nodded. She took Bryon's hand and led him up onto the stage and then backstage. You could see Bill waiting for them.

Bryon may never be the same.

The questions were fun and intimate and mostly focused on the play. Some of the questions clearly gave the cast ideas and I'll bet we will see minor changes tomorrow. They frequently reminded people that they could leave at any time, but they stayed on the stage for over two hours answering any and all questions.

No one left early.

I'll end this part of the journal with the review of Ben Brantley, the theater critic from the New York Times. He is probably the most influential critic around. What he says matters.

"I took my nephew and niece to a play last night. It was critic's night, but they encouraged us to bring a guest or two. They strongly encouraged that we bring kids. Now given the content of the play, and how graphic we knew it would be, that was a controversial suggestion.

"My nephew and niece were very forceful that they would be attending. I was hesitant and so were their parents, but we've all seen the success of youth from Dionysus, so we put our concerns aside and went.

"I am glad we did. You see, the kids and I got to see a play that redefines the entire genre. The theater may never be the same. The performances were beyond great. They redefined what can be done on stage. While all their performances were stellar, the true star is the Empress. I cannot even describe how powerful her performance is. It just leaps off the stage.

"I am going to keep this review short because I am not going to tell you anything about the play. If you want to know why I loved it, go see it.

"I'm going back."

I won't keep you in suspense. They swept the musical category. Best leading actress and actor were Heather and Luca. Orlando insisted Luca be in that category. It worked out OK because the best featured actress and actor were Orlando and Grace. The show won Best musical. They swept the lesser awards for musicals, too.

Every. Single. One.

I laughed because a lot of actors and actresses were interviewed after the Tony awards about being snubbed and every single one said the most deserving musical won.

All of them.

Grace only has the E left. I'll pass the pen.

What a rush

God, we've had fun doing the play, but we're retiring and passing the roles on to others. They're rehearsing now.

Jessica, Bill, Nylah, and Colby. Bob and Amy gave them a blanket exception for the play.

Jessica as the Empress.

Bill is the robot. If you thought our show was controversial, there is a lot of sex, including a lot of fucking.

All four actors are siblings. The oldest is 7. I'll let Jessica tell the story.

After all, she's the Empress.

I'll tell the quick story about the E. We were approached by darn near every network about doing a TV version. The play, but for TV.

They all insisted that we wear clothes. We, of course, turned them down.

So Jessica fixed that, too.

I'm going to pass the pen.

Yes, I fixed it

Jessica here. You probably don't remember, but I bought Comcast. You see, NBC was going to cancel Superstore.

I love that show.

The funny thing is that even my network turned down the show if they did it properly. The problem wasn't NBC. They're all in. It is the FCC. The rules in the US are quite restrictive.

Dumbass rules.

I've seen sex since I could form coherent thoughts. I've been sexual, well, let's just say for a while now and I'm 5.

I think I'm doing OK.

So we sued. The US Government. You might not recall that I went to law school. I wasn't sure what PhD I wanted to do next and had a little free time. No, I didn't graduate from Harvard.

I graduated from Stanford. Hey, the weather is warmer.

We sued in Federal Court in DC. Our position was that decency is in the eye of the beholder and televisions have off switches. Our basic position is that the First Amendment can certainly address yelling fire in a crowded theater, but that sexual expression wasn't dangerous in anyway.

Nylah and I are the attorneys. I think that makes the point, now doesn't it.

Virtually every cable company allows you to block an entire channel with a password. Feel free to block NBC. Like I care.

It's not like I need the money. NBC doesn't even have commercials anymore. I don't like commercials.

I did laugh because the Federal court asked the Supreme Court to intervene. They didn't want to touch the case. Nylah and me, they wanted to touch.

You can tell.

So Nylah is back in front of the Supreme Court. She is undefeated. I'm taking first chair though. My network. My case.

OK, my first case, but I can do it. Yeah, that's a storyline isn't it. Her first case was in front of the US Supreme Court. I feel like I should wear a powdered wig or something. The day started out like too many of our days. They didn't believe we're the attorneys. It happens a lot. It used to piss me off, but I kind of get it now. Their parochial attitudes towards kids are so strong that they refuse to see us as the powerful young women that we are.

Fuck'em. We're tiny and mighty.

We finally made it through the gauntlet and made our arguments. I admit I was a little surprised that the government attorney didn't seem to have his heart in defending the FCC's position. He put in the effort, but it was lightweight.

I eviscerated their case. I don't take you through everything but will mention that the process is lengthy. The decision usually takes months and is a couple hundred page well thought out paper with dissent from some of the judges.

That's not exactly how it worked in this case. It took two full days of testimony. I think we wore them down with our wildly successful sexually active kids. We just kept bringing them out.

Ruby. Bill. Belen. Caralyn. Arely. Just knocked them back with successful young people.

The government attorney gave up early. The testimony was finally over when the Chief Justice surprised me.

"Anyone disagree that we should rule in favor of Princess Jessica?" they asked.

Every Justice agreed.

We won. Right on the spot.

The play is on NBC is tonight. We knew it would be. I knew it would be. No, I didn't exactly predict a decision this quickly, but fuck it. I was broadcasting it either way.

Fuck'em.

Not literally, of course. They're all too old. Tempting though. Knowledge is sexy.

Highest ratings in history.

Are you surprised?

The E of EGOT

I'm so nervous. This is Grace. Tonight is the Emmys. Staples Center in LA. I'm on the aisle, which is encouraging. Orlando is beside me, of course. Heather is in the aisle ahead of me, with H2.

Luca is in the aisle ahead of her.

Somebody's winning, even if it isn't me. The nominations didn't go in our favor though. Luca and Orlando are up against each other in the Best Supporting Actor in a Drama category. Heather and I would likely both have been in the Best Actress category, but I insisted I should be in Best Supporting Actress. Before you think that is altruistic, I freaking want to win and Heather would have creamed me.

Deservedly so.

I think Luca and Heather will win. Orlando won't because he already has an Emmy and they like to reward newcomers, so Luca.

Me, I doubt it. Lots of competition. Oh well, I can try again.

Shit. I'm up. The bigger the award, the later in the program.

Of course Best Supporting Actress was before Best Supporting Actor. Now that pisses me off.

Holy shit. I won. I have to laugh that the presenter is America Ferrara.

Jessica really loves Superstore.

Our group was onstage four times. Heather, Luca, and me.

Then we won Best Drama.

That kind of made me laugh, because I guess that would have been my E anyway, since I directed the show. Doesn't feel the same though.

They made a big deal about it completing the EGOT. It was embarrassing. Oh, not for me. I'm excited. For Orlando. He's shy.

That made you laugh, but deep down he really is.

This was a long chapter, but fun. I think we'll retire the play now. OK, maybe we'll do it occasionally in private.

The sex is pretty amazing.

And this isn't even the end of the story. One more little chapter. I'll pass the pen.

One more time

OK, this is simply hilarious. Yes, we remade the play with new actors. Jessica here, again. I'm the Empress.

Surely that can't surprise you. Nylah is lead. Bill is the Robot. Colby is the villain.

Colby is a surprisingly good villain.

We followed the same route and debuted at the casino to good reviews. OK, rave reviews, but I'm humbler than that.

Did I sell that?

Oh, it is just as graphic as you expect. It starts pretty early with Colby just pounding Nylah. I am confident that the audience learned a few things. Everyone ends up with everyone at some point in the play. It is all just so normal in our world. Sure we're siblings. Sure there are two sets of twins. Sure we're fucking up a storm.

So?

It was the next step that caused the early controversy. We took it to Broadway. If you thought the reaction was negative for the first actors, you can't even imagine what it was like for us.

Nothing. No protests. No complaints. Packed houses of cheering crowds. People brought their kids, all the way down to our ages.

And freaking loved it. I am sure a few just got off to watching kids fuck. More power to them. We put on quite a show. Most understood the story. It is very impactful if you understand the subtlety. Many don't. That's not fair. Many of the adults don't. The kids all get it.

What surprised me is the FCC. Not one complaint when we took it to TV. Not one.

Now that's a plot twist.

We expected to be in court again. Remember, all four of the actors in the first version are of age in the US. It was the sex that bothered people.

We are not of age. Not even close.

Damn, it was fun. We only did a short run, but I'm already working on the next play. It was empowering. OK, stop laughing. Like I need to be empowered, but you get my point. Yes, we did Q&A sessions after every single show. The questions were very focused and very educational to the parents. Not as much to the kids. They all get it. After all, many are New Yorkers in our schools.

Yay them.

What a rush. I'm off now to the after show party.

It is going to be legendary.

Put that girl in a cowboy hat

No, seriously. This is Rylee. You remember Pamela, Karen's 12-year-old daughter? We met her in Clearwater, at the Sand Pearl. We're still waiting for Karen to apologize. Karen is still waiting for her phone to work. I give her credit for a level of stubbornness I might not have had.

Then again, she's a real prick.

You may remember that I own a number of hat companies. Who doesn't like an attractive young person in a cowboy hat?

And only a cowboy hat.

That ad would fly in our world, but for the rest of the world Pamela is going to wear our cowgirl line of products.

Oh, she did the naked commercial, too, it just more private. Hell, I've pleasured myself to Pamela naked more than once. Usually with Pamela there in person.

Then things get wild.

Really wild.

Let me give you an example.

Joseph is Pamela's brother. He is a year older at 13. They're adorable together. It took spending time in our world to awaken their love for each other. The funny thing is that none of us, including them, see them as soulmates, just amazing siblings. Kind of like Orlando, Chris, Leslie, and Morgan.

You get the idea. Supportive siblings that fuck a lot.

A lot.

You see, they're spending the summer with Carol and me. Henry's off in LA with Rilee, although they visit a lot. I should mention that we're at my house in San Clemente. It is gorgeous and I don't use it enough. Not for the entire summer. We're movin' around.

Why not? Space plane, you know.

Right now, Marisol and Sammy are arriving from Clearwater. Yeah, they're around a lot now when we're in Clearwater and the cutest damn couple.

Fun, too.

They certainly understand the ways of Dionysus quite well. Quite well. It deserved to be said twice.

Four innies, two outies. Carol, Pamela, Sammy, and me. Joseph and Marisol.

That just won't do.

I sent a text to a big group.

Need cock. Stay for a fuck or stay for the weekend

I got 187 replies. That seemed excessive, but, well, 187 cocks. I invited them all. It is a big house. We'll fill up the beds. I suppose the good news is that over 100 of them could only come for a fuck or two or five and then had to go. They ended up being spread out nicely time-wise, too.

187. Oh yeah.

The group of us are sitting around a nice table on my porch by the pool. Behind the pool is the ocean. It is a spectacular view. I really enjoy it here. Just so much solitude.

"I think we're overcomplicating this," said Marisol. "We all like to be fucked, right?"

General consensus there, including Joseph, who is just grinning and nodding.

"OK," said Marisol. "Let's push two lounges together. All of us together. We'll have one line, and the next available hole gets filled. They can get back in line after. They can wait for a new choice if they have already fucked the person that frees up."

"I like it," said Joseph. "A lot." OK, we laughed.

"Let's have them pull out and cum all over us all," said Sammy.

"Girl, you just love cum," said Marisol. Sammy blushed a little, which is easy to see given we're all naked.

"Yeah," said Sammy, in a guttural voice. That's why we were laughing when the first batch of cocks showed up. We scrambled over and got the lounges all setup and laid back. This wasn't sophisticated lovemaking.

This is fucking. Fast and furious. Hey, this would have been a better movie series, for sure.

I won't narrate them all, but maybe a few. You see, the first six in line are Bob, Orlando, Luca, Gabe, Horacio, and Luke.

A pretty nice Top 6 for anyone.

Bob went straight to Marisol and, no, I am not offended. Bob will have five in him. All of them will. Bob does love tits and a cock and Marisol is, well, enthusiastic. Orlando went for Joseph.

I guess it is fuck an ass day.

Oh. It appears it is. Gabe just slid in my ass, Luke did into Carol, and Luca did into Sammy.

Ah Pamela. Horacio in your ass. It took some effort, but they're just pounding each other now.

They didn't last. We didn't last. Suddenly there was cum flying everywhere. Look at that list. It is a lot of cum.

They went off to find showers and our next group of six stepped up, hard cocks waving in the wind.

The next group includes Lyron, who is Maisie's husband, Nicky, who is the casino director in Queensland, Tane, who is a teacher, Casper, Tim, and Hershel.

13, 13, 13, 13, 12, 12.

Yeah.

This took a while, because they all have six in them and now we have six on us. Somehow the timing worked because we rotated through them all and then another batch showed up.

Did I mention, I took three in the front and three in the back. Do I need to remind you of those numbers?

So far I am enjoying my time with my friends. We're also covered with cum.

Suddenly I heard two voices yell.

"Cleanup!" they said, followed by what you would expect. They performed for us a bit.

Carlina and Tegan.

We're sparkling clean now.

And then they laid down with us.

No real point to this story other than you imagining us naked and cum covered in the Southern California sun.

Oh, and all 187 didn't show up. 243 did.

Yay!

I'm back at the Sand Pearl

This time I brought Hallie and Hunter. That likely implies that this is Leslie, which is an accurate inference.

You see, I'm here to seduce Kenton. Now, that doesn't mean much to you, but it does to me. Kenton is the general manager of the Sand Pearl. He helped support me with the Karen, who is named Karen, and I like to positively reward supportive behavior.

Oh, who am I kidding. Kenton is a freaking Hispanic hunk and I want him to fuck me.

There, that's a lot more accurate. Hunter and Hallie are with me because why wouldn't I want Hunter and Hallie with me? Spouses. Incredible in bed.

Let's add in Kenton.

Now, this is a Dionysus property, so can but don't have to applies, but I have no idea if Kenton is interested. So I'm going to ask him. It really is that simple in our world. No need to hide on this trip, so we're in their largest 2-bedroom suite. Now you're wondering why we need two bedrooms. I suppose we don't, but given we brought along Ruby and her quad, I suppose it is convenient, don't ya know.

I haven't spent time with Tavi and Amara in way too long.

Now you're picturing the seven of us naked, aren't you? I am. Then again, I am imagining Kenton right in the middle. Literally. Who doesn't love a good train? We'll see.

We just arrived and headed to the front desk. All seven of us. There really isn't a convenient parking lot nearby, so we dropped onto the beach and then sent the plane to our house on the isthmus. God, I love that word. I don't think they're used to guest coming in to register from the beach, but they caught on quickly enough. Why you ask?

Because Kenton is behind the desk. Oh wait, I forgot the remaining member of our crew.

Rylee. Are you kidding? She is as enamored with Kenton as I am.

"So wonderful to see you again," said Kenton. That's when the light bulb went on. I'm June, or April, whatever, in the context I was in. I'm with people like Ruby and Hunter right now. That's a totally different context. Oh, not for Kenton. He knew. Everyone else.

They realized who we are.

"Oh my God," he said, softly. His eyes went from one to the next. I know that look. It is quite a group.

That look pleases me. But then he shook it off. You could see the change. Professional Kenton showed back up.

I am now dripping on their floor. God, he's sexy.

"Sorry for the subterfuge," I said, laughing. He smiled, still in professional mode. Then it slipped. Just a bit. Barely noticeable.

It was Rylee that jumped in. Why? Because she snorted and she knows the rules.

Which is why Rylee, and I are laughing right now. We finally calmed down and Rylee turned to him.

"You figured out why we were here the last time, right?" asked Rylee.

Kenton is now a particularly nice shade of crimson.

"Just so they're no confusion, we were incognito because we like to find young virgins and have our way with them. Our trip was quite successful," said Rylee.

I admit, I laughed again. He moaned, which you kind of expect, but so did everyone in our group.

Including me.

"Now that we have it out there, we're aware that you're off shift at five and not back on until Monday. We're hopeful you'd like to spend the weekend in our suite with all of us in what could only be described as a weekend long orgy. Now, you know this is a Dionysus property, which means you know all about can but don't have to, so acceptance or a polite decline are both perfect answers. Although the latter will disappoint us all."

Well, yeah.

His emotions went simply everywhere. He slowly looked at each of us. One by one.

"Let your imagination wander," said Amara. Kenton stopped on her, and she smiled.

Right to the edge there, Amara. He smiled, in what could only be described as a small smirk.

Then he hit her with a big smile.

The family that just got in line behind us got to see Amara just vibrate through an orgasm.

What Kenton didn't realize is that they got there just at the magic moment, which left the daughter of the family in the line of fire. The daughter of about 10.

Who came pretty close to passing out. Her brother, who looks to be about 11 grabbed her from behind and held her up.

To the delight of their parents.

Oh good.

This time Hallie took the lead. You go, Hallie.

"Pardon us, but we're just going to be blunt. This is a Dionysus property, and we're all members of the extended Royal family. If there is an interest, we can declare an exception for your family during your stay. Assuming you're both 9 or over, that would allow all four of you to play together, sexually. Now, we're hopeful that you'll find time to join us in our suite for a small orgy, as well," said Hallie.

"What an outstanding suggestion," said the daughter. "Thank you very much. Yes, we'd all love to join you, but I think we'll retire to our room for a bit. This will be our first time together and will be quite special."

Her parents were just standing there with grins. Then again, her dad and brother are hard as a rock and her mom's nipples are about to cut holes in her shirt.

"Any time," I said. "Our suite is the top floor. We'll ensure your keycards allow access. Just come by any time."

"Count on it," said Avalon. "By the way, I'm Avalon, and I'm 10, this is my brother Marqus, who is 11 and our parents Esther and Sal. I suspect that they will be both surprised and pleased at Marqus' and my sexual prowess."

A sentence she finished just as another family walked up.

"Did I catch that right?" said the younger of the two children that walked up with their parents. "There is a way to get an exception to allow us a sexual weekend within, and possible outside of, our family?"

"Your discretion will be appreciated," said Hallie. "But yes, if you all have an interest, I can grant the exception as well as extending the same invitation to join us in our suite at any time. Why don't we do this. Why don't both families explore within the family this afternoon and then we can all go out to dinner together and get to know each other. We're heading to the Island Grille and will expand our reservation. Our treat. Then, for those that have an interest, we can come back to our suite and have fun. Perhaps you could introduce yourselves to us all."

"I'm Merrie," said the young woman. "And fortuitously, I just turned 9 earlier this week. My friend here is Titus, who is also 9 for a short while. These are our respective parents, Palmer and Rhea, however we're just traveling together. I have a room with my dad and Titus has a room with his mom. Hopefully this will finally break down the barrier they have put up and they can spend the weekend fornicating."

"Fortuitously and fornicating?" said Ruby. "Really?"

OK, we all laughed.

Excellent words, every one of them.

Rylee turned back to Kenton.

"Who is in your family, Kenton?" asked Rylee.

"I am the single father of a precocious daughter, Lilly, who is 10," he said, with pride.

"You must invite her," said Rylee. Yeah, the expressions were fun to watch. Shock, desire, acceptance.

"I believe she would like that very much," said Kenton. "An opportunity we should not pass up, even if it is only for the weekend."

"We'll see," said Rylee. "We'll see. Why don't you have her grab a JetsonCar and meet us here."

"You know this is silly," said Amara. "Don't check in. Let's just all move to one of our houses for the weekend. Our beach is nicer and we have more toys and we can all be naked and fuck any time we want."

"That does have appeal," said Merrie, with such sincerity.

Yes it does, Merrie, yes it does.

Just then, the most adorable young woman walked in and scoped out our group. Kenton's pride shows. She certainly is gorgeous. Think Ruby a few years ago, but with something else.

Oh boy. Hispanic and Asian.

"You must model for me," said Ruby, to Lilly. Lilly looked at her dad, who just beamed. Then she looked at us all, scoping out everyone. There are fourteen of us, and she did it slowly. Then she turned to her dad.

"All of us?" she said. "Including us?"

He just nodded. Well played, Kenton, well played. Lilly appears to like the idea, given she is standing there just vibrating. Lilly is fun.

A desk clerk walked up, and Kenton walked around the counter to our group.

"Let me go change," said Kenton.

"Why?" asked Tomas. "You're just going to take off those clothes and won't need them again until Monday."

Quite a little moan there, team.

"Can you please cancel their reservations?" asked Tavi, of the new desk clerk.

"Sure, but there will be cancellation fees," she said. She's cute, too, but maybe next time.

"No there won't," I said. She turned towards me, and it took a moment.

"I guess there won't," she said, smiling. Now I'm vibrating through a small orgasm. This place is fun. Her name is Priya. I'll remember that.

"Come on," said Amara, heading out towards the beach on her hover chair. We all faithfully followed, and her E-82 dropped down from the sky.

My S-88 was too small.

Yay.

"Let me get this right," said Palmer. "We're taking a space plane to your house."

"Yes," said, well, all of us. Amara said it. You know she did.

"Hold that thought," said Amara.

Oh, we will, we will.

We paid off on the plane, which is why we came down the stairs of the plane naked. All of us. Every single one.

So far the weekend is going well. Did I mention Kenton's 8-inch (20 cm) thin uncut cock?

That's going in my ass. Soon.

I'm pretty sure the rest of our group had similar ideas. Particularly Hunter. Hunter likes it in the ass. Well, he does.

"So," said Lilly. "We need to do introductions, but we have some fucking to do first. Here's my thinking. I want my dad's cock first. I think that should be a theme. Dads with daughters and mothers with sons. In my case, no mom, or brother, so Dad and I will freelance a bit. I'd like to have Hunter fuck me and I'll bet Dad would like Tomas, too. I'm pretty sure he has a thing for Tomas."

Kenton's moan implied accuracy in her statement.

We didn't even make it into the house. Lilly pushed her dad on his back on the grass. Avalon did the same to Sal. Marqus laid back and pulled Esther down.

Did I mention Rhea bouncing on her son Titus and Merrie bouncing on her dad Palmer?

Five couples fucking on the front lawn, and we haven't even gotten started yet.

The rest of us just watched. It was joyous. First times together are amazing. It was clear that all of the kids, including Lilly, are pretty experienced. I think it startled their parents, briefly. It is hard to stay startled when you're fucking.

Hard.

Telling Dad. Stupid. Meaningless. I will be rewarded.

So far the weekend is going well.

We didn't even go inside, although we did move to lounges on the back deck. It is such a nice view. I won't narrate it all, but let's just say we evenly distributed the men's opportunities. Kenton really likes it in the ass.

Me too, Kenton, me too.

It turned out both of our new foursomes of friends are fairly local. Avalon and family are from Lakeland, which is a short drive up I-4. Avalon and crew are from Wesley Chapel. Both modest drives and they wanted an entire weekend at the beach.

Well, we're on the beach, just not doing what they thought they'd be doing. OK, that's not fair because we'll use the wave runners and parasail and do a lot of other fun things, most of which they wouldn't have gotten to do.

And we'll fuck. Repeatedly.

Off to dinner

Well, we did promise them dinner. We have the outdoor patio at the Island Grille again. Kind of a goto for us. Did anyone ever mention that Chris bought it? It has some sentimental value to her.

Noah, you know.

Oh, this is Rylee. Imagine me in a super short bodycon mesh bandeau dress. Oh, just Google it. Short, thin, tight, sheer mesh.

Got it now.

I am the most conservative dressed of our group. Yes, we took them into the closet.

Lilly. OMG.

OMG.

Yes, it deserves twice. Let me set the stage. Hispanic/Asian. Think Natalie. 10-years-old.

Nipple bumps. BIG nipple bumps. Tight dress. Very tight dress. Thin cotton. Just ever so slightly sheer.

Short. As in if she moves to fast, we get glimpse of her ass or pussy.

Or both.

She's loving it. Kenton wasn't, at least intellectually. Now his cock? Loves it.

Did I mention that a larger group joined us? Chris and Noah. Will and Gail. Bob, Amy, and Pari. Gabe and his quad.

You get the idea. Dessert is going to be amazing.

And it was.

Columbus Ohio

Rylee here. Leslie and I are off to Columbus Ohio. Why you ask? Well, I do own Nationwide, so it is nice to occasionally drop in on the larger companies that I acquired. It always causes a furor, which kind of annoys me. I'm just a 16-year-old chick from Florida.

Sometimes I wish that was still true. Then I hop into my space plane and go to someplace like Nibiru and realize my life is pretty cool.

While true that I visited Nationwide, that's not the purpose of the trip. We're going to visit Dean and Colten. We liked them, what can I say. Now you're imagining a weekend in a hotel suite, naked, which is tempting and likely part of the weekend, but not the entire purpose of the weekend. Right?

Just to add a little flair to our weekend, we brought a friend.

Pari.

Did you moan? I moaned. Leslie moaned. Dean and Colten will moan. Repeatedly. The cock ratio is wrong, but that's OK. We brought Pari. Now, we brought Pari for a reason. You see, she bought a hotel chain. No, not the Four Seasons. A small chain called the Graduate Hotels. They're conveniently located in college towns. Colleges likely on Pari's list, or at least maybe they are now. Columbus has such a hotel, which means Pari has the hotel, which means it is a consulate.

Do you follow me? If you don't, I'm a little concerned about you, being this far into the journal. My guess is you follow me, you're naked, and you're stroking your cock. If so, just wait. Trust me.

You won't have to wait for long.

So a little more information. We like Dean and Colten. We trust them, too. That means Pari trusts them. She's interested in the local school system and Ohio State. Hey, go big. To do so, she needs a local to run it all.

I'm thinking Colten for Ohio State and Dean as the Superintendent of schools. After all, Colten is older.

We also told each boy they could bring a friend, if, and only if, their friends parents signed the permission forms needed for school. In other words, their parents gave them permission to fuck. Repeatedly. I suppose repeatedly is implied.

Now, we didn't tell them about any restrictions on their friends, other than they need to be comfortable with non-stop sex and that they are discrete. We trust them. We're also going as Leslie, Rylee, and Pari, not June and April, so pretty much anyone that sees us in the hotel is going to know we're going to fuck.

Our reputation precedes us. That's not always a bad thing. The hotel has 171 rooms. Maybe we will fill them all one day and have free fuck.

We do things like that.

We just landed in their driveway. As you can imagine, that causes a bit of a stir. They ran out of their house, with their parents not far behind. Each was holding the hand of another person.

Colten is holding the hand of a stunning young man. Yeah, holding his hand. So what. I mean gorgeous.

I want him.

Dean is holding the hand of the most adorable young woman. Maybe a little younger. I'd find out soon that she is 9. And her parents signed the forms.

Yay.

We came down the stairs. All four kids and both adults stared.

You see, Pari is a surprise. Pari is also the complete package. Smart, funny, beautiful.

With an emphasis on beautiful. I mean glowingly so. I'm self-aware enough to know that both Leslie and I are pretty attractive, but next to Pari, not quite as much. She almost has an aura.

And puffies. Although the puffies have grown a bit. Maybe even A cups now. It is a frequent discussion on Vinobook. Yes, we have to have our own, because pictures of Pari naked are pretty common in a thread.

And that's a pretty mild thread. You know how people post pictures of their meals on Facebook? We post pictures of new sexual positions.

It is hard to keep up with the number of newly created sexual positions, so there is an entire section on the country website, with diagrams, instructions, and pictures and videos of someone in the extended family doing the position.

You have to have standards, right? Now, all of that is available to the public, except the pictures and videos, although it is a topic of frequent discussion. Is it our place to censor the world? Our concern is that in other jurisdictions, just watching our instructional videos is a crime. Stupid, but a crime. In some places still punishable by death.

That's why we don't post them. OK, that's not exactly right. We post them but they're only available to Dionysus citizens that are watching from a Dionysus property.

Like the hotel. Maybe we'll use them as examples.

We met Colten's friend, Cortez, and Dean's friend, Suri. Both cool kids and they'll fit in really well. Now you're assuming that we headed straight back to the hotel and got naked, but we didn't. It is always tempting, but if we always gave into that temptation, we'd never leave the house. OK, OK, not necessarily a bad thing.

So we're going to the zoo. I like zoos. I like zoos a lot.

Although Jessica is going to be pissed. She likes zoos even more than I do. She also likes going to the zoo then spending time in a hotel suite fucking up a storm.

Wait, why didn't I invite Jessica? It's not like Amy won't give her an exception. I am pretty sure that Amy lives vicariously through Jessica and Bill's exceptions. Which was why I was not surprised when we got to the zoo and Jessica's plane floated down and she and Bill got off. I didn't need to invite them. I got there, but Jessica likely knew she needed to be at the zoo today months ago.

"Jessica, do you keep a calendar of future things you know you need to do?" I asked, and she laughed.

"Yeah, I kind of have to," said Jessica.

"Where are you going to be four weeks from today, at this time?" I asked. She thought for a moment but might have been looking at her calendar. The earrings will transmit to our visual cortex, so literally looking at her calendar.

She shook her head no.

I tried to drop it, but Suri wasn't having any of it.

"Obviously you can have privacy but is it really something you think would freak us out?" said Suri. "We're all planning on going back to the hotel and fucking and I sure am hopeful you'll both join us and have an exception."

"We do," said Bill, smiling.

Moaning all around, as you would expect. Jessica clearly came to a conclusion.

"OK," said Jessica. "Four weeks from today, I'll be spending the weekend on Nibiru."

"You already know that," said Cortez.

"Yes," said, well, all of us. Jessica flowed right into it and smiled.

"We can pay that off later," said Jessica, although she did look around and then give Bill one hell of a kiss.

Sibling love means something a little different in our world. Particularly twins. Especially twins.

"Nibiru is a mythical planet," said Cortez.

Jessica slowly shook her head no.

"We're trusting you," I said. "You can't tell anyone any of this. Not about traveling to other planets. Not about her premonitions."

"Yeah, we know," said all four of them.

Suri was fastest. That's when she realized Jessica had said it, too.

"It was predictable," said Jessica.

"Or you have small premonitions, too," said Cortez. Jessica shrugged. But I want to know the answer.

Jessica tried to wink at me, but she's really bad at winking.

Suri walked over, put her arms around Jessica and her hands firmly on Jessica's ass. She stood up, bringing Jessica up in the air with her and proceeded to kiss her with passion that would light the sun.

Bill and Dean caught them when they fainted.

So far, the zoo has been fun.

My name is Suri

When Dean asked me to spend the day with friends, I was excited. We've been friends for a long time, but just friends. It took him a bit, but he was bold and honest and we're going to fuck.

Repeatedly.

Now, I never have, and he knows it, and I'm thrilled he is going to be my first. He talked to me about needing a coach and it appears I have choices.

I'm going with Jessica. You see, I have premonitions, too.

"I know you do," said Jessica.

In my head.

OK, I said I was a virgin, not that I hadn't swallowed cum. Just not Dean's cum.

Yet.

But first, the zoo. This is an incredible group of people and I'm thrilled to just be a part of it. What amazes me is they're so, well, normal. Open, funny, direct. Everything I like.

Did I mention Bill is pretty damn cute, too?

"Maybe he can be your second," said Jessica, in my head again.

Weird shit, man.

We were just wandering the zoo and let me tell you, Jessica knew everything about everything. She is really good about waiting for someone to ask and not just doing a running monologue, but I asked. A lot.

Mostly because she gives me her full attention when she answers. It is pretty intense.

I wonder if I could experience a foursome with Dean, Bill, and her.

She just snorted. I'm taking that as yes.

Which got me a smile. From Pari. Who appears to be listening in on our conversation in our heads.

Nothing to see here. OK, a lot to see here. Did I use the word gorgeous? For them all?

I should also share that Pari's smile just set me off. I stood there and vibrated for a long time. My shorts are a bit damp, too.

"Too bad we're at the zoo," said Pari, in my head again. "You could take them off."

"Would you go down on me then?" I thought. Just checking.

"Oh yeah," said Pari. Still in my head.

I'm vibrating again. So is Leslie.

And Rylee.

Now Pari is laughing. She now appears to be having a seizure, but no one seems worried.

Her shorts are damper than mine.

Just as she settled down, two men walked up. One has a big camera on his shoulder. I am pretty sure he took video of Pari having an orgasm.

Creepy.

"Hi," said the other man. "We're doing people on the street interviews at the zoo. We're hopeful you'll speak to us."

"Wouldn't you need a release from all of our parents?" asked Pari, in the most syrupy voice.

"Do I?" he asked. Pari laughed.

"Go for it," said Leslie.

Leslie is amazing. This entire group is amazing. I aspire to be Leslie. Or Pari. Hell, I'm up for being Hunter. Or doing Hunter.

Maybe I should lose my virginity first. It is going to be epic.

I'm pretty confident. Dean and Colten know everyone in our group. Yet, they have not boasted about anything.

I like that.

Dean squeezed my hand. Yes, we're holding hands. I like that, too. He turned to me.

"I would never be anything but discrete," he thought. No, he didn't actually say anything.

"Can you all do it?" I thought, and he smiled. Then he took a deep breath and let it out slowly.

"They told us that they could all do it because they're powerful, but for us, it would likely only happen with someone that is our soulmate. Our destiny," thought Dean.

Oh.

I just vibrated through another one.

"You think we're soulmates, even though I'm 9 and you're 12," I said, but out loud.

The entire group yelled yes.

Except Bill. Who yelled "yes jinx".

To the delight of our group. Including me. Especially me. Oh wait, is that OK?

"Yes," thought Dean. "We're part of their world now. Soulmates have fun with friends."

Part of their world.

They all screamed yes again. This time I added jinx.

They're a bit predictable.

Pari walked over and stood in front of me.

"May I please kiss you?" she said. Pari wants to kiss me.

A little moan escaped before I could even nod. Which I did. Vigorously.

I know the cameraman caught the kiss on video. Luckily Dean had the presence of mind to hold me up.

My shorts are beyond damp now. And a little transparent.

I think he was trying for a crotch shot. So I turned towards the camera and spread my legs a little.

Why not. I seem to be a little more out there with this group.

Yay.

The interviewer dude turned to Pari, and the camera was on.

"Was that appropriate to do at a family zoo?" he said, with a little snark.

Pari slammed her hands over her ears.

Good call, Pari. All this shouting is loud.

Rylee got the jinx out this time, after they all yelled yes. Rylee walked over to Pari and me.

Then she turned to Jessica. She swept Jessica up in her arms, holding her by her cute little ass.

A lot of passion went into that kiss.

When Rylee finally put Jessica down, it was clear that Jessica's shorts are soaked. As is the front of Rylee's shirt. Which is now completely transparent.

I'm liking this day.

"So are you all going to sleep together?" he said, with some serious snark. Rylee looked at each of us, one at a time, and we all nodded.

They'd explained permission to me.

"I don't know about sleeping, but after the zoo, we're going to fuck all day long until the boys can't fuck anymore, then the girls are going to keep going well into the night," I said.

"Oh, and I'm a virgin and after I lose my virginity to my soulmate, Dean, the rest of the boys are going to fuck me, too," I said.

He appears to be in shock.

"Did you get that on camera?" asked Pari. "Or would you like to do it again."

He just sort of drifted away at that point.

"Will that come back to haunt us?" said Cortez.

"No," said Pari. "Everyone in the world knows what goes on now. Most are envious. The only outcome is that your cred will skyrocket."

Which is when Cortez moaned. He got a concerned look on his face.

"But everyone will think I am gay," he said, a little sadly. "I like boys and girls."

That's when Pari smiled and walked over and took his hands and put them on her breasts.

Her glorious puffies.

And kissed him. Passionately. She vibrated through quite an orgasm and while she was, Cortez broke the kiss.

"It would have been messy," said Cortez. Pari just nodded. And weaved around a bit.

It was quite an orgasm.

"Listen," said Pari. "I think we're done with the zoo. The odds of all the boys wearing out are just too high. Let's go to Nibiru."

The entire group appears happy with that.

"Isn't Nibiru a mythical planet?" asked Cortez.

"Not anymore," said Rylee, who led us onto the plane.

God, she has a nice ass.

"Yes, she does," said Leslie. "Wait until you see her naked. In about five minutes."

Yay.

I'm going to keep my first time private, but I will say it was simply amazing. Everything I've dreamed of and more.

Now my second through thirty-third?

I think I like Nibiru. Oh, Dean, Bill, Jessica, and me? Simply incredible. I learned things.

"You have so much more to learn," said Jessica.

"Willing to practice," I said.

Very willing. Something was mentioned about the school district and wrestling rooms, too.

I can't wait.

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