6 February 2023

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Back in the game

Pari here. Yes, I was back in the dating game. I wasn't looking for a relationship, just fun people to spend time with. You know, like in Indianapolis. OK, that made me blush and I shouldn't even be writing about it. Yes, I'm in a relationship with Bob and Amy. You know, married. No, that doesn't affect a thing in my prior sentences.

Today I was on my way to check out our school in Dallas. I was staying at the resort. OK, my resort. I own a resort. And an apartment building. And beer distributors. And a fuck ton of malls. I freaking hate to shop. Oh, maybe my place in life is to convert malls because I hate to shop. I don't think it is quite that simple.

My life is odd. Not weird, odd. In a pretty fucking good way.

Anyway, tonight I had a dinner date with Buffy. Oh come on, you remember Buffy. I sure do. I wanted to remember more of Buffy and there was a vibe. Oh, I'd talked to Catalina about it, and she'd done a little digging, quietly, and I was feeling pretty good. I was safe, even if it went wrong, in the resort, since it was a consulate. We do like our consulates! I had spent some time with Buffy on my first trip, but still wanted her to be comfortable.

But I didn't want her to feel weird. Sex with employees is always a careful dance. Maybe we just shouldn't fuck with our employees.

Nah.

I got to the restaurant, and she was already at a table. Damn. Double damn. She's in an adorable little dress that is pretty damn short. From the way it hangs, it is easy to see she is braless. It's tight enough that I suspect pantiless, too. Is that a word?

I'm good with that. She's comfortable with her height, too. She's short, for an adult, and was wearing flats. I walked up and she jumped up and went for a hug.

I freaking like hugs, and it was a good one. None of those fake side hugs, or back patting. This was a pull us in close and hug pretty hard.

Then she kissed me. On the lips. And probed with her tongue.

Which worked. Come on, I opened right up. I did stop us fairly quickly. We were standing in the middle of a restaurant, after all. Then again, my resort, so it is a consulate. I was wearing a simple skirt, probably just as short and absolutely commando. I wasn't wearing a bra, but I am not exactly overendowed, so no real need. Maybe I shouldn't have worn the sheer pink shirt though.

Oh, who am I kidding. My huge dark puffy nipples looked great. Now that I had broken 4'11", I could pull off young woman, mostly. It helped when I showed my tits. No, it really did. I was too developed to be unaware of them and no parent would let a preteen or teen out dressed like this, ergo, I am an adult.

I am, of course, but not like they think.

We sat down and the sommelier immediately approached us with a wine list. I asked if Buffy had a preference. She looked shocked.

"Um, I'm 17," she said. Oh. Well. Something Catalina did not mention. I'm going to have to correct the journal. I decided to be a little aggressive, maybe too much so. We'll see. I put the wine list down, and he understood quickly and left. Her age wasn't an issue here, as long as she was with me.

"I should have known," I said. "Are you a student at the school?" She brightened and said she was. I shared that the resort was part of the school property, which cleared it all up.

"So if I was a little aggressive, it would be OK?" I said. Her moan answered, but I needed her to say yes, which she did.

"OK, let's start with the logistics," I said. "Do you have an interest in spending the night and, if so, would it be an issue with your family?" She moaned again.

"Yes and no. I mean yes, I'm hopeful to share breakfast with you and no, my parents would be fine with it," she said. "My brother will be jealous, but that's life. He has a crush on you. He's 13 years old. Fun guy, I have to say." I gave her a big smile.

"Was that last comment for my benefit?" I said. "Should we invite him to join us?" Another moan. Moans are good.

"He'd like that. I'd like that. I'm confident you would like that," said Buffy. "But our parents are out, so he has no way to get here. No, I guess he could Uber." It's funny that Uber is still a verb. Most people aren't quite to JetsonCar yet. It doesn't really work as well as a verb anyway.

"Your parents are OK if he joins us," I asked, being careful. She assured me it was fine.

"OK, text your parents he's joining us. Then text him and have him watch out the front window. A Mercedes-Maybach sedan will arrive. Just get in the backseat and it will bring him here. The panel is darkened, so he won't see, or hear, from the driver.

She did all that then turned to me.

"That's very mysterious," she said, laughing. I laughed with her. I wasn't telling her. Not yet. I did order us both a nice white and a rose. A good place for them to start. She loved them both. I hope so. That's over $50K in wine in those two bottles. No, of course I didn't tell her.

Not ten minutes later, a taller, lankier version of Buffy walked into the room and approached us. I was impressed. He'd dressed in nice khakis and a DDU polo. He was tall for his age, too.

He came over and gave his sister a quick hug and then held out his hand and introduced himself. I took his hand, shook it, and pulled him in for the hug. At first he was tentative, but I held on long enough that he relaxed into a real hug. That's when Buffy leaned over.

"This is where I went in for the kiss," said Buffy, whispering in his ear. He snorted, just a little, and made the move.

I turned my head, and he caught my cheek. I quickly turned back to his shocked face. I broke out laughing and so did Buffy. Then I went in for the real kiss. I pushed myself pretty hard against his growing cock, too. Finally I broke it and we sat down. The waiter came over and served Biff a glass of each wine. Yes, Biff. There was a story there. As the waiter left, Biff jumped in.

"Damn, he's cute," said Biff. "Too bad he's not joining us tonight." I laughed so hard I almost spit out shrimp cocktail. I called the waiter over. I knew his name because he introduced himself and I listen to things. He is also a freaking hunk. Tall, Hispanic, muscular, just gorgeous.

"Timbo, please forgive me if I offend you," I said. "But after dinner the three of us are going up to the Presidential suite and spending a passionate night trying things we've never done before, and I've done almost everything. Would you like to spend the night with us?"

"That's very thoughtful of you," Timbo replied. "I would enjoy that, but I am sure you would be uncomfortable with someone that was just 16 years old."

"Not me. I'm 13," said Biff. That got a startled look from Timbo, who looked at Buffy.

"17," she replied. Then he looked at me.

"Just 12," I said, with my biggest smile. "But likely the most experienced. Are you a student at the school?" He said he was.

"Well then you really should come. Buffy and Biff are both students, too. I'm associated with the school as well," said Pari. They didn't slide that one by. I tried.

"What does associated mean?" said Biff and Timbo together. Biff got "jinx" out first and leaned in for a kiss.

Which is why we took a several minute break to watch Biff and Timbo make out. Yes, this could be a fun night.

"Well, I'd love to, but I have to work," said Timbo. "Oh, they already asked, but what do you mean by associated?"

"I'm the Minister of Education," I said. Well, I am. All three of them looked at me.

"You're what?" asked Buffy. "The Minister owns the whole place, including the hotel."

"Did you not wonder why I always got the Presidential suite?" I asked and she laughed.

"Rich Daddy, I thought," said Buffy.

"Nope. Although Daddy is talented," I said. They all moaned, just a bit. I asked for Timbo to run get the manager. When he got back, he was clearly a little upset until he saw me. Suddenly he was standing up straight and damn near bowing. I let it go but did get Timbo the night off. I pulled out a chair and pointed for him to sit down. He kind of panicked.

"It's OK," I said. "I promise. Just ditch the vest. You'll look fine." He took off the vest and was left with khakis and a button down white dress shirt. Yes, he definitely looked fine. Just then Buffy whispered something to him, and he laughed and got hard. Buffy laughed.

"I told him he really did look fine," said Buffy, making fine a multisyllable word.

We ordered dinner, much to the surprise of the new waiter. Timbo was just beaming. It made me tingly. OK, everything makes me tingly. Dinner was hilarious. I think we offended the people at the next table. They were happy when they found out I comped their meal. I also sent them home with a $20K bottle of wine. Sometimes that shit's just fun.

We finally finished up dinner after at least a couple hours. The waiter didn't care after the tip I left. By then it had clearly gotten around to the staff who I was. Some of them were staring from the kitchen. So we took a little detour and went into the kitchen, and I met everyone working in the restaurant that night. I always found it incredibly weird. They seemed so excited to meet me and I truly don't get why.

Maybe it is the tits. Did I mention they're very fine tits?

OK, I get why, it just feels weird. It is one of the rare times I feel 12 years old. I feel like they're all going to break out laughing and point and me and expose me.

I might need a little therapy.

But then again I am a hell of a lot of fun when everything is exposed.

I whispered in the ear of one of the waitresses and she laughed and walked away. She came back with a big to-go container and a paper bag that was a little heavy. I thanked her profusely, then she went in for the kiss.

Which is why the entire kitchen staff saw me making out with a simply stunning young waitress. She leaned close to my ear and whispered.

"I'm Belinda, I'm 15, I go to the school, and I'm off for the night," she said, all in one breath.

I took her hand, and we were off. Buffy, Biff, Timbo, Belinda, and me. I whispered something to Belinda, and she laughed. She broke away and ran over to one of the waiters that was heading out, too. A tall, black, fit waiter named Thad. Belinda came back holding Thad's hand. In her other hand were six spatulas.

I like this girl already. I took his other hand, and we were off. Thad is 15, too.

All six of us. I came to dinner with Buffy.

Life is good.

I think I'll just roll with it

Dinner turned into a night with my brother, then we added more, and I am fucking excited.

Sorry, Buffy here.

I've worked here for a year and never fucked anyone. Oh, I knew who Timbo, Thad, and Belinda were but I'm a shy one. I can't believe Pari invited me. Trust me.

I've read about all the fun parlor games in the journal. That's not at all what we did. We were three and three, which worked out nicely, although we all knew we'd wear out the boys. I said I hadn't with all the work people.

I didn't say I hadn't. I'm a lot more comfortable in the wrestling rooms. I like the wrestling rooms. I am liked, if not loved, in the wrestling rooms.

I am very good at what I do, and I do a lot.

I do not know why I shared all that. Or why this is sounding like a super weird Dr. Suess book.

I knew a lot was going to happen, but, for me, the first thing was time with Pari. The point of the evening and we were going to put on a show. I told everyone else to strip and sit on the couch and watch. I had Pari lay on her back on the carpet, and I got between her legs.

I am very oral. I showed her all my skills. As in Pari was bouncing up and off the floor she was cumming so hard. I waved Thad over. Thad, who is easily 6'3", incredibly muscular, and now sporting a 9-inch (23 cm) thick uncut cock. I kept Pari on the plateau and then quickly moved to the side.

And Thad slid right in. Pari opened her eyes and smiled.

Oh, we all enjoyed it.

Particularly Thad. I found the toy closet. I'm wearing a double-ended dildo a little bigger than Thad. Go back and read about Thad if you need to. Belinda helped me insert it, primarily by getting my pussy really wet with her saliva. I was bouncing, too. Timbo helped prepare Thad. Timbo has a nice thin 6-inch (15 cm) cock which he used to prepare Thad.

I slid right in with Timbo's cum as lube.

This is a fun group.

We finally had to take a break. Pari laughed and ran over to the bags she'd brought from the kitchen.

We'd already used the spatulas. Two of them actually broke. Out of the bigger bag she pulled a small toaster oven. We use them to warm things up quickly without that microwave mess. The other bag had chocolate bars, graham crackers, and marshmallows.

S'mores.

"You brought s'mores?" asked Thad. "How handy."

"You know about s'mores?" asked Pari. "Like we use s'mores?"

Oh, we all yelled yes. I got it out first. Then I realized Pari had yelled yes, too. I looked at her and she laughed.

"Sometimes you throw a softball," she said, laughing.

That's when we attacked her.

Then we all made a s'more. And drizzled it on Pari. We clean up our own messes in Texas.

Messes in Texas. Now, that's funny.

"Tell it to Bob," said Pari. "He loves bad puns. Odds are he would return the favor. Passionately."

I just stared at her.

"Bob?" I said. Damn, my voice was both guttural and squeaky. How does that even work?

"When do you have to all go back to work?" asked Pari.

"I have the next three days off," I said. Everyone else agreed.

"All of us?" I asked. "I never get three days off in a row. I don't know why I did this time."

"Me neither," said Thad. Everyone nodded in agreement.

"We have learned to just not question it," said Pari. "So who is up for a three-day visit to a Gamma resort?" Hell yes, all our hands shot up in the air. We're students and we're horny.

"That really should be a club," said Pari. I'm just choosing to ignore her responding to my thoughts. But it would be a good club.

"That would never work," I said. "Everyone in the school would be in the club. The school is the club."

"Point taken," said Pari, laughing.

"I'd better see if our parents agree," I said.

"All your parents agreed," said Pari.

"When?" said Thad. "We've been with you the whole time."

"Ask them," said Pari. Thad pulled out his phone and texted someone.

"My mom," said Thad. "She's pretty much in charge."

As she should be. Which made Pari laugh.

"She says it is just fine and she was surprised I asked because she had already agreed," said Thad.

"Then she added that she agreed to it almost three months ago and thought I knew," said Thad.

"Are you a witch?" said Thad, looking at Pari.

"Maybe," said Pari. "But if I am, I am a damn good witch."

"Yes you are," said Thad. "I'll risk it." He waited just a second. So did Pari.

That's when we all yelled "me too".

Including Pari. She's good at this.

Then again, Thad yelled it, too.

We lost an hour or so to that one.

We were all lying back in the bed, side by side. No, that's not quite true. Timbo is lying on Biff and they're kissing a bit. More power to ya, guys.

"So which resort do you want to go to?" asked Pari.

"I have no idea where they are," said Timbo.

"Oceanus, off Indonesia. Helios, off Panama. An island off South Carolina. One off LA, which also has 12,000 students on it.

"That's appealing," said Belinda.

"Oh yeah," said Pari. "One of my favorites." That got some moans.

"It would be a hell of a place to call a gangbang," I said. They all stared at me.

"I like a good gangbang," I said.

"Girl," said Pari. "We're best friends now." We all laughed at that one. Then again, besties with Pari has appeal.

"I guess I should mention the space station," said Pari. Yeah, we freaked a bit.

"Or the moon," she added.

"We also have Monte Carlo and the original one on Eros," said Pari.

"How in the hell are we supposed to choose?" asked Biff.

"Monte Carlo would be cool, but it is not like we have clothes for it," said Timbo.

"Or that I'd fit in," said Thad.

"Oh, you fit in," said Pari. "Just fine."

Yeah, we laughed again. Then Thad rolled over, and into, Pari.

"Seems like a good way to chat," said Thad.

"No arguments, dude," said Pari. Which is when Timbo rolled on to me and Biff rolled onto Belinda.

Lost another hour.

We finally fell asleep about six. In the morning. Somehow Pari slept on me. Literally. Lying on top of me. With the double-ended dildo still in us both. Come on, we'd worn the guys out, but not the girls.

Biff is asleep on Thad.

We had a lot of fun. We finally woke up and Pari would only let us shower one at a time.

Understandable.

I'm still tired. I'll pass the pen to Pari.

I'd made reservations

Pari here. I made reservations at Monte Carlo, the original resort on Eros, and the Space station. Three nights. Three resorts. I'd made the reservations about 6 months ago. I knew I had when I went to dinner, so I was hopeful. Yes, I'd met all their parents, except Buffy and Biff. I knew I didn't need to meet them. None of us know why we know things, but we know things. We're also fond of a good run on sentence.

So we're off to the suite that I reserved in Monte Carlo. We're going full formal. Nice cocktail dresses for the girls, tuxedos for the boys. Now you're wondering why we would waste all the time we have shopping, but we won't. They're all in the closet of the suite. In the right sizes.

Custom Timmy.

Just roll with it.

I led everyone out of the back door of the resort, after we went through the main kitchen. There is only one kitchen. All the restaurants surround it. The kitchen is fully capable of a top-notch Chateaubriand, a rousing bacon burger, and amazing waffles, all at the same time. Sometimes our best customers will order from all four restaurants at the same table. The teenage boy gets his bacon burger, the youngest gets waffles, and the parents order the aforementioned Chateaubriand. Why I told you all this, I don't know, but it was fun. I suspect it improved all their street cred to walk through the kitchen and out to my S-88.

Did I mention Phary, and Cassiopeia joined us. No one seemed to mind. Imagine that.

Yes, I have clothes in their sizes, too.

We left Dallas at 11 in the morning. We lost 7 hours, so we landed at 1900, or 7 in the evening. No, it isn't an hour long flight, but I did a quick lap. Come on. Space. The funny thing is we didn't fuck in space. We were saving ourselves or too used up or both.

Maybe both.

We're all pretty casual but got checked in pretty quickly.

"Let's have an early dinner, since it won't be busy, then go gamble for a bit, then check out some of the theme sex rooms," I said.

Everyone seemed to like the plan. There are eight of us, and the Prince Rainer III suite technically only holds 6, but somehow we'll make do. Particularly given Berry, Peaches, and Linus are joining us.

Oh no. All those people in one bed.

We checked in and went up to the suite and walked in.

"Holy Shit," said Thad. "This is our hotel room?"

How exactly do you respond to that? Just then the aforementioned Berry, Peaches, and Linus walked in, to considerable appreciation from our group.

"It is the nicest suite in the hotel," said Berry.

"What the heck does this cost a night?" asked Belinda.

"Hold on, I have to convert to dollars," said Berry. "About $48,000 a night."

Most of our group stared at her.

"You're renting a $48,000 room for us," said Biff, to me.

"Not exactly," I said. "Berry owns the entire hotel and resort. She's nice enough to let me use it."

"Sure, sure," said Buffy. "Berry owns it."

I just raised my eyebrows.

"OK, point taken," laughed Buffy.

I showed them to their rooms and their clothes, and we all stripped.

"We're just getting dressed," I said, in my firm voice.

"Dammit," said Linus, to laughter from us all.

I walked over and dropped to my knees and took him in my mouth. I just sucked a few times and then hopped back up.

"That was supposed to make it better?" asked Linus.

"Just an appetizer," I said.

Well it was. I like Linus. Linus has stamina. There are eleven of us. Does he have ten in him?

Maybe. Probably.

Oh yes he did. He doesn't anymore.

We were late for dinner. Who cares!

Dinner is going well

What a hilarious group. We had so much fun at dinner and are all just slightly tipsy. Good wine, you know. We decided to gamble then hit the theme rooms. I led the way to the cashier and leaned in and told him what I wanted, and he just smiled. Tajon is very nice.

Very, very nice. I know almost all of my team.

Really well.

Oh, this is Berry. He slid a little tray of chips out to me, and I picked it and turned to the group. I held it on the palm of my left hand and pointed.

"1, 5, 10, 25, 50, 100," I said, and handed it to Buffy. Each member of our group got their own little tray.

Buffy clearly counted.

"1,975," she said. "You're giving us each 1,975."

"Sure," I said. "The odds are in my favor that at least some of you will lose it all. Enjoy. It is all yours to keep. If you win, even better."

It didn't seem to be the time to mention those are all denominations in thousands.

Yes, I can do it, and yes, I love doing it. They'll have fun and go home with something.

"OK, here's the deal," I said. "This is the money you can enjoy. You have a total of 3,000 on account. You can put all this back in, and they'll give you all the money. You can play with this and take the rest home. You can play it all. Entirely up to you, but it is a lot of money, and you won't offend me if you just take it all home."

"I could get my mom's car fixed," said Belinda.

"No, I'll do that," said Pari. "If any of you have challenges like that in your life, just tell me. I don't need the details. None of my business. But we help. You're our friends. We help."

I could see it in Thad's eyes. He so wanted to ask. He couldn't make himself ask. I walked over to him and took his arm and led him away from the group. I think I got there just before Linus did.

We see things. I guarantee Pari saw it, too. I pulled him into a bit of a private place.

"How much do you need?" I asked.

"Don't you want to know why?" asked Thad.

"Terribly," I said, being honest. "But it isn't my business, and it has no effect on my question. How much?"

He thought for a bit and sighed.

"I work to keep food on our table," said Thad. "My mom has breast cancer and the cost of treatment completely killed us financially. As in it took everything from us. It is just Mom, my sister Thalia, who is 10, and me. We live in our car."

"OK," I said. "All that is gone. I will fix it all."

"Why?" asked Thad. "Why would you do that? We literally just met."

"My family was poor, very poor, and living in Athens. Both my parents had lost their jobs. There were no jobs. We were literally hours from getting evicted and we didn't have a car to live in. I went to the grocery with our last remaining money and had just enough in our cart for one meal. After that, we were going to be homeless and starving on the streets of Athens. Mom, Dad, Linus, Peaches, and me. You've met all us kids. I was in line in front of a woman that looked familiar, but I didn't know. One of the most beautiful women I have ever seen. She saw me and figured it out. We both pushed carts through the entire store, and she loaded them to overflowing. She had it delivered and met my parents and from that day forward my entire family has been part of this world. All of them work for me, including my parents. I can help you and I will help you and no matter who you meet that is associated with Dionysus, no matter how tangentially, they would help you. It is literally the entire culture. If we could wave a magic wand and fix the entire world, we would, but we can only move so fast and we're trying our best. For example, this resort throws off enormous profit. It is either reinvested or donated to charity. All of it. As in 100%. I'll help you because that is what we do. Oh, and the woman was Julia."

OK, a little bit of a soliloquy. And he clearly knows who Julia is. Who in world doesn't know who Julia is? Which drives Julia mad.

Thad thought about it, and I waited him out. He finally stood up straight and said the best two words he could.

"Thank you," he said. As simple as that.

"I do have one question," I said. You could see resignation in his face, and I admit, I laughed.

"Dude, come on," I said, and he laughed. "My question is why the hell isn't Thalia here?"

"She's 10!" said Thad. I pointed at Peaches.

"Peaches is 10 and I guarantee Linus, who is 13 is going to fuck her tonight," I said. "We're fun."

Holy shit. Thad just got hard. I like Thad.

"Thinking about Thalia in a different way, right?" I said. He smiled.

"Not really," said Thad. "She's smart, funny, sarcastic, and beautiful. We've never done anything, but it hasn't stopped my fantasies."

"Tell her that," I said. "She might take it as a compliment, she might be offended, or she might push you on your back and climb on but tell her."

"OK," he said. "Although I won't be able to do anything in Dallas."

"You go to our school, dude," I said. The light bulb went on. Finally.

"We could have been..." said Thad.

"Oh yeah," I said. "Now, let's go get Thalia, get your family a place to stay, and come back."

"How would we do that?" asked Thad.

"How did you get here?" I said.

"In a space plane," said Thad.

"You can pretty much assume that if you meet someone pretty close to the family, we have a space plane," I said.

"You..." said Thad. Then he shrugged.

"Of course you do," he said. I took his chips and gave them back to the cashier and gave him Thad's name. I told the cashier to setup a set for Thalia, too.

We would be back.

I took his hand and led him through the bowels of the hotel and then out the back.

"Is this the used plane lot?" asked Thad.

"It always kind of feels that way," I said. Well it does. The stairs came down and we climbed on board, and I pointed to the co-pilot's seat.

"Text your mom and tell her to meet us at the hotel," I said.

"I don't have a phone," said Thad. "Mom does. Thalia and I don't."

Well fuck.

Then I remembered. I reached into the storage compartment and there were boxes for three new phones.

Of course there are. I handed one to Thad.

"This is for you. The other two are for your mom and sister. They're ion-powered, never need to be charged, and use our satellite network, so there is never any bill," I said. "They also unfold to become a tablet."

"And you just happened to have three new phones in their box in your plane," said Thad. "Let me guess. You knew you'd need them."

"Yes," I said. "And now I know I need more, but not tonight, so we're good. We're also landing in Dallas."

Yes, I went quickly. Living in their car, right? We landed in the courtyard in front of the hotel. Off to the side, standing next to a true POS Subaru were a woman and younger woman who is clearly her daughter.

Who is a smaller version of Thad. I put the doors down and Thad took off at a run. He swept Thalia up in his arms and kissed her.

Pretty damn passionately. His mom just stood there with a grin. Thad finally put Thalia down and turned to his mom.

"You know," said Thad. I knew what he meant. Thalia knew what he meant. His mom clearly knew what he meant.

"You had to get there," replied Thalia. "I knew you would. It had to be when you were ready."

"Oh, I'm ready," said Thad. His key body part agreed with him.

"Hi," said his mom. "I'm Thea. They're too caught up in their newfound love to introduce me." Oh, just the right amount of snark. Good for her.

"I'm Berry," I said. "I'm pleased to meet you. Thad is a fine young man."

She cocked her head and looked at me and then laughed lightly.

"I'll bet he is," she said, with just a little more snark. I love this woman.

Which made her laugh.

You just never know who can do it.

"Let me guess," said Thalia. "You're here to save us from our horrible fate and bring us into the world of Dionysus."

"Yes," I said.

Well it was a simple answer. Thea looked shocked.

Thalia wasn't surprised at all.

"We're not going to rush it," I said. "I've arrange a suite at the resort for you all until we figure out the best approach. If you don't mind, Thea, we promised Thad a weekend. I'll take Thad and Thalia with me while you enjoy some alone time, and we'll talk when we get back. Just ask for your key at the desk. You can sign anything to the room. Foods, clothes, anything you need. If you ask the concierge, they arrange anything else you need. If you want to play golf or go to a movie or spend a day at Six Flags, they'll arrange it all and get you transportation and provide spending money. If you just want to lie in your room and read a book, that's fine, too. Whatever you want. They do have a wonderful in-room massage program."

"I couldn't do a massage," she said. That's what she focused on. Oh.

"Thea, Thad shared that you've had surgery. I absolutely and completely guarantee you that no one working at this hotel would find you anything but beautiful," I said. "Have the massage. Let them know if you'd prefer a man or a woman and whether you'd like a normal massage or a full sex massage."

"A full sex massage?" said Thea. "Seriously?"

"Your kids go to our school," I said. "That can't surprise you. You could spend your days in the wrestling room and come home dripping every day."

"Not looking like this," she said, so sadly.

"Yes, you can!" I said, with some emphasis. "If it bothers you, wear a T-shirt. That's not particularly limiting."

"Full sex," she said. "Man or woman."

"Or both. Or a small orgy. We're on the school property. The wrestling rooms are open 24/7 including weekends," I said.

"Go mom," said Thalia. "You need it. And when we get back, we'll go with you."

OK, Thea moaned. So did Thad.

I like this family.

I headed back with Thad and Thalia. The wedding will be soon.

How did I become the narrator?

Buffy here. Biff and Buffy. Our parents dreamed of being so rich that their kids would be Biff and Buffy. Oh, we are Biff and Buffy, but it didn't drag them out of poverty. I work because my family needs my income.

But today is a fun day at a casino in Monte Carlo. Just an average day for a poor chick from Dallas. We're all poor. That's why we work at the hotel.

I wandered around with Linus. Everyone here knows him. Everyone. The dealers. The managers. The waitresses. He spent most of our time getting hugged by a wide range of people. Even the customers seem to know him.

"How do all these people know you?" I asked, and he laughed.

"I'm the fixer. If something in the resort is broken, I fix it. I don't mean literally, and I don't mean broken pipes. Problems. For the employees. For the guests. I handle the outrageous," said Linus. "Everyone kind of knows that. For example, that last family wanted a playmate and had very special requirements. I found them the right person."

"You found them a hooker," I said, and he laughed again.

"No, no," said Linus. "Why would anyone need that? Pretty much everyone is here to fuck. I found a few people that fit their desires and politely asked if they'd be interested. The first couple wasn't. The second couple was. Enthusiastically."

"What was special about them?" I asked.

"They wanted boy/girl twins that were 9," said Linus.

I am sure I looked shocked.

He laughed.

"You know the rules," said Linus. "Their parents were thrilled for them and then joined in."

"Repeatedly," he added.

"How do you know? Didn't you just introduce them?" I asked.

"I am often asked to join in," said Linus.

"Understandably so," I said. OMG. Did I just say that?

He was polite enough to let it drop. I like Linus.

Which got me a big smile. Which led to me just standing there vibrating for a while.

Yep, I like Linus.

"Which themed room interests you?" asked Linus.

"I don't even know what a theme room is," I said.

"They're basically sex rooms, but with a theme. There is the Valentine Room, with a giant bed shaped like a heart. There is the Jacuzzi room, with a 12-person jacuzzi," said Linus.

"Twelve person?" I asked. He didn't respond. He just raised his eyebrows.

"Oh," I said, with a little moan. "Twelve person."

"Sure," said Linus. "For example, we could go around and find you eleven people with cocks, and they'd join you and then you could have a small gangbang."

"OK, let's take that apart," I said. "You said eleven people with cocks, not eleven men."

"Surely you would want a few to be MtF trans," said Linus. "It adds a nice spice."

"And you know this from experience," I asked.

"Well, that's a little indiscrete, but yes, I do," said Linus. "Two nights ago, I invited eleven cocks to join me."

My moan was long.

"That is so sexy," I said.

"Why don't we do this," said Linus. "If there is an interest. Let's find an interesting mix of men and women with cocks. A variety of ages. A variety of ethnicities. Various cock sizes. We'll make sure they have at least two, but preferably three, cums in them. We can both declare a small gangbang."

"What's the third cum for?" I asked.

"We blow them together," said Linus. Damn, I am moaning away.

"But you keep saying small gangbang," I said. "Eleven is small?"

Linus is really laughing now.

"By their tenth birthday, most people in our world have called a gangbang with triple digit cocks," said Linus. "I did as soon as I became part of this world."

I might as well just moan all night.

"Over a hundred," I said.

"That's one of the theme rooms. It is quite popular," said Linus.

"I'll bet," I said, in the deepest voice.

"But you don't need to do that here," said Linus. "Now that you're part of the extended family, you could just pick any weekend day at Bob and Amy's. A hundred wouldn't even be challenging."

"What the fuck are you talking about?" I said.

"There are always hundreds at lunch at Bob and Amy's," said Linus.

"You damn well know that has nothing to do with my question," I said, kind of sternly. That's kind of sexy.

"That's the BDSM room," said Linus. "But I'm lost. I don't know what you mean."

"Me being part of the family!" I said, a little loudly.

"Oh!" said Linus. "I thought surely you knew. You're Pari's friend. She likes you a lot. She made you part of the inner circle. Didn't she give you earrings?"

"Yeah," I said. "I'm wearing them, but what does that have to do with anything?"

He just smiled and took my hand. He pulled me over to the cashier's cage.

"She'll take a marker for ten million, please," he said, and pointed at my earrings. The cashier picked up a scanner gun and pointed it at my ear. Then she reached into the safe and pulled out a small plastic square that said ten million on it.

And handed it to me.

"Ten million what?" I asked. Linus held up his finger and pulled me over to the roulette table. He pointed at the marker and at the table.

"Red or Black?" he asked. I have no idea what is happening, but I put it on red.

It turned up red. She slid another little plastic marker to my spot. Linus waved for me to pick it up. Everyone around the table clapped. He pulled me away to a quieter place.

"Why did they cheer?" I asked.

"Because you just won ten million euros," said Linus.

"Euros. Over ten million dollars. And I won it," I said. "But that means the marker was for ten million euros. Why did the cashier give it to me?"

"She scanned your earrings," said Linus.

"That does not clear things up," I said.

"Your earrings act kind of like a credit card. They scan them for an amount," said Linus. "No, a better example would be a debit card. It takes it out of the account and pays for whatever you're buying."

"A debit card draws off an account," I said. "I do not have ten million in an account."

"It draws off the treasury of the Kingdom of Dionysus," said Linus. "You can buy literally anything you want."

"Anything," I said.

"Nan accidentally bought Portugal," said Linus. "And part of Spain."

I laughed, of course. That's ludicrous.

He just waited me out. Hold up.

"I read that Portugal had joined the kingdom," I said.

"Yeah, she just wanted a price and the acquisition team misunderstood," said Linus. "Then again Lukas bought every school in the state of Mississippi from kindergarten through college. He only wanted the one university. Hmm. I guess the acquisition team needs to be more careful."

"No, they don't," said Pari. "Because when they make a mistake, it was always the right thing to do." I didn't even realize Pari had walked up. She's very graceful.

For some reason that thought got me a smile that just set me off.

Linus caught me when I fainted.

"Crazy stories, for sure," I said. "But I don't get the inner circle thing yet."

"It means you're a part of our family. It all started out long before Dionysus existed. Bob and Amy hired some people. Tom and Jess. Alison and Blake. Juanita. Jesse and Julia. All were before Dionysus. But they made a point to everyone that they were not employees. They were family members. That's still basically true, but for the family closest to them, they're part of the inner circle. They're special. Bob and Amy cover literally anything they want. Mostly because whatever they want always works. Portugal is thriving. So is Lebanon. Businesses turn around. People's lives are altered, in a good way. They basically live the Golden Rule and since they have money, they share," said Pari.

"How many people are in the inner circle?" I asked.

"No clue. A few hundred at the most. Ruby and her quad. Carlina and hers. You get the idea. Close family," said Linus. "Berry, for sure, and the rest of us ride her coattails."

"No you didn't," said Pari. "Not at all. Families don't come in automatically. You have to be invited on your own."

Linus looks shocked.

"Me," he squeaked. Yes, squeaked.

"You're squeaking!" I said. "What the fuck about me!"

"You're destined to be part of our world," said Pari. "We can't exactly explain it, but we know. I knew. But I'm not the one that did it."

"I did," said Peaches, who just walked up. "I knew."

"You barely met me!" I said. I seem to be speaking with exclamation points.

"It doesn't have anything to do with that. I knew," said Peaches. "Maybe we'll mess up someday, but no one has yet."

Pari and Linus are just nodding.

"And you think I deserve it?" I said.

"Yes," shouted all three of them.

I got out jinx first.

"You're pretty predictable," I said, laughing.

Then they kissed me. One at a time. I woke up on my back, on the carpet.

"Sorry," said Pari, who is leaning over me. "I overshot."

"Well, given I have the most amazing downblouse view in my life," I said. "I'm pretty much OK with it."

Which for some reason caused Pari to whip off her top. In the casino.

To lots and lots of moans. She knelt over me and offered her nipple to my mouth.

I need a new change of clothes. Between my squirt and hers, we're pretty wet.

I'm pretty sure my life changed. Just a bit. We wore ourselves out again, but with a larger group now. It took longer. I fell asleep snuggled with Linus.

It felt so damn right.

Off to Eros

Linus here. We all came along, too. Berry, Peaches, and me. Hey, wouldn't you? We landed early. No one mentioned that we'd be staying with Pari. We didn't want them to freak out. You do get the significance of staying with Pari, right?

Pari lives with Bob and Amy. Married, you know.

Yeah.

"Wow," said Thalia. "I didn't realize a Gamma resort was so big." We all just looked at Pari.

"Actually," said Pari. "The resort is much larger and two islands over. This is my house."

That quieted the plane.

"If you have a house this big," said Belinda. "What do the king and queen have?"

"A house remarkably like this," said Pari. OK, I snorted. My bad. Pari glared at me and laughed. Then she waited me out.

OK.

"Pari is being disingenuous," I said. "It isn't just remarkably like hers. It is hers. Pari, Bob, and Amy are a trio. They all live here. They're married. How can you now know that?"

"Oh, disingenuous," said Pari. "I'm rewarding you for that."

"As you should," I said, laughing.

OK, that quieted the plane. Before anyone could even react, and they all were going to react, Pari dropped the stairs and headed down them. The fact that she stripped before she did was not lost on them. Those of us not new to this world all got off the plane naked.

Just as Bob and Amy walked up, with Orlando, Grace, and Valeria.

All naked.

"If this is heaven," said Timbo. "I'm OK with being dead."

He has a point.

We did all the introductions and Bob and Amy performed their magic to settle the newcomers down a bit. They refuse to let anyone be intimidated. It helps that they're genuinely the two nicest people on the entire planet.

"Thank you for inviting us into your lovely home," said Buffy.

"The invitation is always open for family," said Grace. "For all of our homes and all the homes in the kingdom. Do they all have their phones?"

"Just Thad and Thalia," said Berry. Just then Bill and Jessica ran up, holding a lot of small bags. Naked.

It kind of quieted the conversation.

"Do they know they're the most beautiful people on the planet?" whispered Buffy, to me.

Jessica growled. She actually growled. She walked over to Buffy and stood in front of her and put her hands on her hips.

She damn sure knew what would happen.

"Akimbo!" yelled everyone that isn't new. Jessica added the jinx. Interesting. Buffy shouted it too, which made Jessica laugh.

"Are you under 18?" asked Jessica, of Buffy.

Buffy bit her lip and bit and nodded. Jessica just mowed her down and they ended up in the grass with Jessica on top of her.

"Any limits?" asked Jessica.

"For you I have no boundaries," said Buffy.

"That's the answer I was looking for," said Jessica. First she gave Buffy a kiss that just vibrated her through a massive orgasm.

Then she started sliding down Buffy. First her neck. Then her nipples. Then the promised land. We all just freaking watched. I learned three new things and I've watched Jessica before. Jessica held out her hand and Valeria handed her a spatula.

"I knew I needed one," said Valeria, laughing.

Oh, I've never seen that done with a spatula.

Damn.

Finally, Jessica slid off Buffy and stood. She held out her hand to Buffy and pulled her to her feet. She might have gotten a little carried away, given she lifted Buffy entirely off the ground.

Well, it is Jessica.

Jessica looked at Amy and raised her eyebrows. Amy laughed and nodded. Then Bill raised his eyebrows and Amy laughed again and nodded again.

"We call an age appropriate gang bang!" shouted Jessica, throwing her hands in the air.

Oh, thank God I am not yet 18.

Orlando, Grace, and Valeria look disappointed, but then Buffy smiled.

"I call a gangbang for everyone else!" shouted Buffy. "And anyone that wants me after Jessica and/or Bill."

Well sure. Buffy turned to me.

"Save one for me," said Buffy. That's when I swept her up in my arms and laid her back on the grass. I might not be quite as talented, but I had paid attention. I went through Jessica's entire set of moves, minus the spatula, but I did slide up and in.

It is glorious.

And we haven't even made it in the house yet. I pulled Buffy back up.

"I'll introduce you before you fuck," I said. "Don't forget the women. Any and all will do cleanup. We also have double-ended dildos."

"Yay," said Buffy.

Finally, we made it inside. After almost two hours on the front lawn. I'm still at Buffy's side.

"I like that you are," she said. Then we both realized.

I hadn't said it. Oh boy. She smiled at me and took my arm. This feels good. Really good.

I led her over to the gangbang lounge. Yes, there is a gangbang lounge. She's in the middle of Bill and Jessica. All three seem to be kissing each other a lot.

A win for them all.

A gangbang has been declared

Let's see. At the king and queen's house. Lying between Bill and Jessica. Already hit double digits. Lots are sliding off Bill or Jessica and right into me.

Yay!

This is 25. Feels like a nice stopping point.

"I'm done," I said, to nods from Bill and Jessica.

"A nice spot to stop for your first gangbang. Kind of a junior gangbang," said Bill.

"Junior? 25?" I said.

Everyone smiled. Jessica snorted.

Even I know to wait for Jessica to explain. She snorted!

Now she's laughing a little.

"Yes, junior," said Jessica. "Our world is different that way, too. But you need to special cream to go farther anyway, or you'll be super sore. My record is 145."

OK, I just stared for a bit and finally she laughed again. I turned to Bill. After all, he's taking it in a different spot.

He laughed, too.

"145," he said. "We're twins."

And that, in their world, makes sense.

"Your world!" shouted, well everyone.

Including me. Except I added the magic word.

"Save it," said Jessica. "You can't stop at 25. You need to stop at 26."

"Why?" I said.

"Dad!" yelled Jessica, and Bob walked up. All chiseled and shit. And hard. Rock hard.

"You seriously need the experience," said Jessica. "I myself can't wait."

"Yeah, I can't wait either," said Bill. "Our ninth birthday party is going to be epic."

And now the entire crowd is moaning. Bill and Jessica rolled off the lounge. They waved Linus over.

"You too," said Jessica.

I cannot even explain the experience of Bob and Linus together.

We are in heaven.

And I think I have found my soulmate.

"I accept," said Linus.

"Accept what?" I said. I hadn't even said it!

"Your proposal," said Linus, with a smile.

Apparently I am stopping at 28 now. Yes, Bob and Linus together was 26 and 27.

It was amazing.

28 surpassed them all.

"Soulmates!" shouted, well, everyone.

My life has changed. More to this story later. Right now I need a nap. Snuggled with Linus.

I read on the internet

That the Seminole casinos were not doing very well. The article was a lot about nothing. All speculation. Apparently it was pretty dire because the only way it was legal was it was declared to be tribal. There was a lot of allusion to mismanagement and matching denial from management. I knew two things.

They didn't have Luca and consulates worked just as well as tribal lands.

Oh, and we didn't have the same profit motive. Yeah that's three. So sue me. Sorry, this is Carlina. You'd think I'd have that part down. I mentioned it to Luca, and he ran with it. As in he came back in 20 minutes.

"Did you buy it already?" I asked. He laughed.

"I'm not that fast. My real estate team is looking into it. There is a ton of misinformation. I asked their CEO for a meeting. It is in an hour," he said. "You want to come?"

Travel with my buddy, Luca? Sure I'm in. I changed into an appropriate dress. Me. Gag. I know. I've had to do it before but please. Then again, Luca rocks his suit.

"Your plane or mine?" he asked.

"Neither. You're a senior exec. In our world we fly ourselves. In theirs we would have people. Find pilots but make a point," I said.

"What point should I make?" he laughed.

"Well, you're bringing me to the meeting so how about Alissa and Arilla?" I said. He laughed.

"Are they free?" he asked.

"Would I have suggested them if they were not?" I asked. Yeah he laughed again. Just then they walked in wearing pilot's uniforms complete with the hat. They rocked them. Dark blue pants. White shirts. Red ties with repeated tiny Dionysus crests.

The best though was the hats. Where the heck did the find the hats in their sizes?

"Halloween costumes. Just don't tell anyone," said Arilla. "We rock them."

Yes they do.

We took off and Luca and I rode in the back. What a weird experience. Being the pilot is so, well, normal. We landed in Tampa. At the FBO. We knew they would have a network watching for us. We waited while they lowered a car. I am Carlina. You read I am Carlina in my royal voice, didn't you? Of course it is a Mercedes-Maybach limo.

With Alissa and Arilla as our drivers. Arilla held the door open, and we climbed in. She got in the front passenger seat and Alissa got into the driver's seat. They made sure anyone watching saw.

Then we took off.

In the limo.

We're fun. I did have to laugh. We had landed at Tampa International. Right back where all this started. We were meeting at the Tampa Casino. The Seminole Hard Rock Hotel & Casino. That's quite a name. We got there quickly, flying and all. There was a short line at valet, so we dropped down at the end of the line. Yeah, they stared. They always stare. Arilla got out and opened the door for us. Luca stepped out first and then held his hand back to help me out. Such a gentleman. As you can imagine, people around were scoping out the Maybach and who got out. Most were disappointed. Luca in a suit pulls off 18 but not that much more. I clearly do not. Even a gorgeous dress doesn't make me look older than the 10 I am. We heard a commotion and looked to see a young woman about my age almost arguing. Arguing doesn't seem to be the right word. Exhorting maybe. She wanted something from what I assumed to be her dad. He finally pulled out a pen from his pocket and a piece of paper and handed it to her. She started running.

Right at us. She skidded to a stop. Literally. As in almost mowed me down.

"I must have both your autographs. I must!" she shouted. Autograph? Someone wants my autograph. By then, her dad had walked over and was watching, clearly confused.

She wasn't confused.

"Two Nobel prize winners at once!" she shouted.

"We're right here, not in the next county," I said, but with a smile.

"Sorry," she said, in a normal voice. "But you're both heroes of mine. I'm stuck in the freaking fourth grade and could be doing so much more but my parents won't get me tested," she said. She made parents a four syllable word.

I am Carlina. What happened will not surprise you. I turned to the man I assumed was dad.

"Are you Dad?" I asked. He acknowledged he was.

"What gives? She's smart, she's motivated, she wants to be challenged, and I'd bet she will excel. She could be through high school in months. She could be out of college in a year. Why would you hold her back? Not everyone has this opportunity. Why pass it up?" I asked.

I actually gave him credit. He thought about his reply before he answered.

"I'm not sure I can exactly share a cogent reply," he said. "Overall, we feel like a kid should be a kid."

I admit I laughed. Luca did, too.

"We're not exactly feeling abused here," said Luca. "I would be in high school. Carlina would be in elementary school. We would be going insane, just as your daughter is. I cannot even imagine living a life like that now. We came in a space plane. We flew from the airport in a flying Mercedes-Maybach. In both cases, our pilots were 12-year-old girls, although we both could have been the pilots. They both have master's degrees and did this as a favor to us. I am 18. Carlina is 10. She won the Nobel Peace prize. I was part of a team that won the Nobel Science prize. I run our casinos. We're here to buy this one, we hope, although we would appreciate your keeping that confidential. You'd prefer she was in the fourth grade and playing kickball."

He cocked his head and thought through what we said.

"Two questions. How is any of what you said possible, although I do know enough of the world to know who you are now. The second is how could that possibly be related to Anika going to one of your schools?" he said. "I'm Nate, by the way." Nate clearly didn't understand royal protocol. Anika clearly did, because she was horrified.

We, however, didn't give a shit. None of us. Feel free to stick that hand right out there to Amy or Bob. Our royal customs were much more focused on fucking. Sorry. I guess it is true, so not sorry.

Anyway.

"Because while we may edge towards an extreme, we're still pretty typical. I'm not saying every graduate will have the opportunities we do, but many do. One of our Dallas students is an example and is 10 and she ran Samsung until she found her replacement and then ran the Bank of America, Lowes, and Brighthouse Insurance. Actually, I think she still does, since the new leaders report to her. Which means she still owns Samsung, too," I said.

"Owns?" said Anika and Nate at the same time. Wait, what? Anika just softly said jinx. Fuck. I reached out and grabbed her hand and pulled her away by ourselves.

"If you're having a sexual relationship with your dad, you need to tell me. You are going to get him a lifetime prison sentence and child molesters don't survive long in prison," I said. Her stricken look says it all. "I can fix this, but you have to be honest, and I have to talk to your dad." She just nodded and teared up.

"Is he abusing you or is it consensual?" I said. "If it is abuse, we will get you out of here."

"Well, I'm 9, so doesn't that automatically make it abuse?" said Anika.

"No, not to us, which is why I can fix this," I said. "Either way."

"Entirely consensual and completely spectacular," said Anika, with a smile.

"Does your mom know?" I asked. She smiled again.

"Equally spectacular," said Anika. "As is my 13-year-old brother Nikolas." Then she leered at me. I suspect the men were confused on why we were laughing. We walked back to them.

"OK, I am going to be blunt," I said. "You have to stop, completely, right now. No second chances. Just stop." He looked confused and then he wasn't confused. He started to talk.

"Stop," I said, in my stern voice. "I am not done. We will fix this and make everything work for you, but it starts with your enrolling her in our school. You have, to be blunt, been idiots. You will enroll Nikolas, too. Then we strongly suggest you and your wife become regular volunteers at our school. Trust me, this will solve all your problems. Do not ask me any questions or say another word. Do you understand?"

I had been very careful with my wording and thankfully they did understand.

"Now, finishing our earlier conversation. Talent rises to the top. So I have a challenge," I said. "Anika, we're going to go inside and buy you a nice dress, similar in style to mine. Professional. Then you are going to join us in this negotiation." I reached into my big purse and pulled out a thin presentation folder.

"Here are the financials. We have 45 minutes to buy you a dress, get you changed, and have you review those financials," I said. "Then you're going to join us in the meeting and run it. If you successfully negotiate the deal within those parameters, then it is yours to run."

"And own," said Luca. Anika's head shot up from looking at the financials. She just smiled.

"Your parameters are overpaying, but I am sure you know that. You'd have to be braindead to not close this deal," said Anika. Her dad looked startled.

"You know that about buying this hotel?" said Nate. "How?"

"First, not about this hotel. About all of them," said Anika. "And you know I love finance. I freaking read college textbooks. You take me to the library to get them. It's what you teach!" She handed him the financials and he flipped through them quickly.

He looked up and laughed.

"She has a point," he said. "Even at the low end, you're making an offer that they just can't refuse. You really want the sellers to feel like they got a fair price or even better and you're OK with that."

Luca just smiled and nodded.

"Are you telling me that all the stories about how fair Dionysus is, and the opportunities are true?" said Nate. "And you are really serious that if she pulls this off, she owns it and runs it?"

"Yes," said Luca. "Although it is structured so that the Kingdom has the right to buy it back at then market value."

"So you pay for it twice," he said.

"I suppose, but no one has done it," said Luca. "We run all our businesses at a zero percent margin. It gets reinvested, goes to the team members, or goes to charity. We make enough money that everyone in every role is pretty successful. Some of us have more, but that's never been the problem. In your country and too many others, prosperity of leadership is at the expense of the less fortunate. That's not how it works for us."

"I'll make the same deal," he said. "If she closes the deal, then I'll sign for her to go to your school." I'm pretty sure he was signing either way.

"We have 38 minutes to get your dressed," I said. We walked quickly towards the door. Professional might be a challenge for a 9-year-old girl at a casino, but we'd try. Luca asked the doorman where we should go for business casual clothes for her. That was a good way to phrase it. He gave us directions and it was right off the lobby.

I'll be damned. They have a lot of Zara in her size. We grabbed three and ran back to the dressing room together. Girls, right? She locked the door and pulled off her t-shirt and dropped her shorts.

Commando.

"Like what you see?" she laughed. I glared at her, and she laughed and stopped. I picked up the dress I liked the most and handed it to her. Pari has the exact same wrap dress, in the same bold colors. I wasn't sure if Anika could pull it off.

She could. We ran out and I started to hand the two extras to the clerk.

"I paid for them all to speed it up," said Luca. "Nate, take the extras and we'll call you when we're done. Let's go."

We had looked at the floor map and knew where to go. We just hadn't focused on business casual girl clothes.

"The clerk said they fly off the shelves. The young women and men want to dress like us and be more professional," said Luca. "She knew who you were and said that many of the girls ask for outfits that would make them look like you."

"Probably some Ruby and Tegan in there too," I said. Luca laughed and smiled at me. We got to the main office, and they directed us to a conference room. Anika boldly strode in first.

"Good afternoon," she said to the assembled group. "My name is Anika, and these are my colleagues Luca and Carlina. I'll be leading the conversation from our side. Perhaps we could do introductions?"

They went around the room and they were the leadership team and board for the Seminole casino organization and the tribe. Four men and a woman. We moved over to the table and Anika sat down across from the Board chair. We sat on each side of her and didn't open our mouths. She'd introduced us already, right?

"We could dance around for a while, but let's throw the big question on the table," said Anika. "We're wasting all of our time if we don't. We are interested in acquiring the entire corporation and have what we consider a fair offer. Is there an interest in us making that offer or should we give you the rest of your day back?"

"We are always open to a discussion, although the figure would have to be spectacular for us to consider it," said Mitchell, the board chair.

Anika threw out a number and it was interesting. It wasn't the bottom of the band, which is where I would have started. I am impressed though. She caught them by surprise. Two of the board members let out a little gasp. Mitchell stood a little in his chair and offered Anika his hand, which she immediately took.

"We accept," said Mitchell. "But we are curious how you arrived at that figure. We expected a different, lower, number." He named a figure that was almost to the penny the bottom end.

"I felt like both sides were underestimating the potential," said Anika. "You were expecting us to pay 150% of the valuation. Both sides' valuation would have been close. I pushed it up another 7% because I believe that is a fairer number. When you look back in retrospect, I wanted to ensure you still felt like you got the value, including the premium we pay."

Damn.

Anika held out her hand to Luca and he reached into his briefcase and pulled out the purchase agreement. She knew he had it. She flipped to the signature page and held it to him to sign. He pushed it back to her and handed her the pen. That got us both a big smile. She signed with a flourish and passed it across.

"We're sure you'll want your legal department to review it. If they need changes, I can sign again," said Anika. Mitchell looked at each board member, one by one, and they all nodded. He picked up a pen and signed it and slid it back.

"The integrity of the Kingdom is above reproach. We're confident that the contract is fair and likely errs towards favoring us. We also know that if there any misunderstandings that you'll be fair and open," said Mitchell. "Do you have a transition plan?"

"We'd like you all to stay on the board, if you're open to that, with appropriate compensation. That could change in the future, but we want to keep the Seminole spirit alive. You'll see that in the contract, we've put in a licensing fee to continue to use the Seminole name. If that is an issue, we can tear this up and start over," said Anika. They flipped through the contract and Mitchell laughed.

"For that amount, you can use my name," he said.

"I'll have a team on the ground in a few days to begin working on the transition. Perhaps we could hold the announcement until Tuesday and do it jointly. We will be offering commensurate positions to 100% of the staff, at a significant pay and benefit boost. That raise goes into effect today," said Anika. More smiles and with that we broke up and walked out.

Before either of us could even say anything, Anika spoke.

"I scanned the contract quickly as I signed it. I found everything I expected, so we were good there," said Anika. "I value every place I go. I can tell you the value of the Publix chain, CVS, SunTrust bank, and Steak n' Shake," she said, smiling. "I went there yesterday. Today was the casino, so I know the value of the casino."

"OK," I said. "We don't want CVS, because healthcare isn't our thing, but go buy the others."

I expected her to push back.

"I'll need teams and project managers. Should I plan on sourcing those from the local school?" she said. Didn't even blink at the offer.

"Your call, but I would source as local to the acquisition target as possible. Steak n' Shake is based in Indianapolis, where we have a huge local presence. Publix is in Lakeland, so use the Clearwater school. For SunTrust, you're talking Atlanta, so there isn't a school yet. I'd put that third and try to purchase the school system first," said Luca.

"OK," said Anika. "That makes sense. I'll reach out to Pari, or should it be Morgon?"

"I'd go straight to Morgon," I said. They'd like each other. Then again, Pari...

"None of this seems to overwhelm you," I said, and Anika laughed.

"This was my destiny," she said, with a smile.

"Why were you at the casino today?" asked Luca.

"Because I was supposed to be," she said.

And that freaking makes sense to us.

"Could I suggest we celebrate with dinner?" said Anika. "The two of you plus my family? Perhaps an on campus restaurant?"

Luca and I laughed.

"That sounds like a wonderful plan," said Luca. "Perhaps a modest redirect, we're staying at our home on campus and a number of people are coming in this afternoon to join us. Perhaps steaks on the grill?"

Anika has a nice smile. She also has nice nipples, but that's another point. Ha! Two points!

Gotta tell Bob that one.

We found Nate having coffee at the Starbucks.

"God, Dad," said Anika. "Starbucks. I'd rather drink pee." At the end of that sentence, she looked at me and laughed. This girl is fun.

"Best I could do," said Nate.

"There is so much potential in this chain if someone would buy it and introduce actual good coffee," said Anika, who then flashed her brightest smile to Luca and me.

"You don't have to set us up," said Luca. "You don't even have to ask. Add it to your list."

Even Anika got flustered at that.

"So if I decided to buy Disney, I could go do that," said Anika.

"We would hope you have financials to support the purchase price, but I'm pretty confident you used an example you've already valued, so sure," said Luca. "Except we already own Disney."

"I would have added it to my list," said Anika, with a smile.

"Your list?" asked Nate.

"You have to keep it confidential, Dad, but my list currently has Publix, Steak n' Shake, SunTrust bank, and Starbucks on it," said Anika. "Not counting the casino I already own." Anika screwed up her face and turned to Luca.

"My name was already typed into the signature box on the contract," said Anika. "You knew who I was as soon as I introduced myself."

Luca just smiled.

"We knew that somehow we would meet you first," said Luca.

"That is so cool," said Anika. Then Luca handed her a file folder and she leafed through it.

"Contracts for all those companies, including Starbucks," said Anika. "There is a contract in here for Synovus bank in Columbus."

"I only knew Georgia," said Luca. Anika flipped through the sheets.

"Yeah, I'll pick this up too," said Anika.

"What in the fuck are you talking about?" said Nate, a little too forcefully. Anika reached into his pocket and pulled out his phone and typed for a bit. She turned the phone to Nate.

"The first signature is for me and the second is for Nikolas," said Anika. "The third is for Tate."

"Tate!" said Nate. Really? Nate and Tate? "He's 4!"

"Yes he is," said Anika. "Sign."

He signed the first two and then stopped. Anika just shook the phone until he signed for Tate, too.

I like this girl.

"Now we're going to wear you, Luca, and Nikolas out," said Anika, heading towards the front door. She headed towards our limo and climbed right in.

"Come on Dad," she said. "Leave the car. We don't even have to pay parking fees anymore. Hell, we're not even driving that piece of shit again. We'll buy something new. I was born for this life."

With that, she disappeared into the car and the three of us followed her in. By the time the door was closed, she was naked.

"Not sure if this qualifies as a consulate, but if it doesn't you can all just enjoy the view," said Anika. She looked straight at her dad.

"It looks like you enjoy the view," she said, looking straight at the tent in his pants.

Then she slowly opened her legs, showing us everything she has.

Nope. Not quite. She reached down and pulled her pussy lips wide apart, and then slid in one, then two fingers. I looked over and Nate had his eyes screwed shut. I shifted my gaze.

Luca did, too. I get it boys. I already shivered through mine. She closed her legs a bit.

"You can open your eyes," she said. She was sitting a little more modestly. That's when I lunged. I laid on top of her and started kissing her. Her hands roamed and then I realized she had untied the belt on my dress and was pushing it off my shoulders. I raised up a bit and pushed it entirely off. I think that surprised Nate. I recognize that moan. After all, I'm on my knees, naked, with my legs spread wide.

"I can't let this opportunity go to waste," said Luca. That's when he slid right into me. Damn.

"Oh good, Nate," said Luca. "Which of the three of us would you like to fuck first?"

I was looking now and there was such confusion on his face.

"Combine it all, Dad," said Anika. "You know our favorite positions and all I have to do is flip around. You fuck Carlina and Luca fucks you. You know you love a train."

Don't we all, Anika.

There was this one time in a helicopter...

Luca slid out and before he moved to the side he put in three fingers and got them really wet with my juices. Nate slipped in and then Luca used those wet fingers to get him ready.

Then Luca slid into Nate.

That's when Alissa climbed over the seat. Already naked. Arilla came through right behind her.

"Who's flying the car!" shouted Nate.

"No one," said Arilla. "It's fine. Cum on us." They laid back and just saying it was enough. Both men pulled out and turned towards the girls. I loved that Nate took Luca's cock and started stroking it to finish. Luca did the same to Nate.

Anika and I are quick though. We quickly laid down in line with Alissa and Arilla. Which is why we landed at Bob and Amy's house simply covered with cum. The men even used the last of their cum to cover each other.

Which is why Amy and Bob met our new friends with all six of us naked and cum covered. Which somehow ended up with Bob cleaning off Luca and Amy cleaning off Nate.

Then we made Nate clean off all four of us. We gave him pointers. None more than Anika. He was better at the end then the beginning.

Still on the front lawn.

We'll come back to the weekend. Anika is fun.

Picking up a few purchases

I knew I needed to be at the casino. We're not a gambling family, so we'd never been to the casino. I'd had to cajole my dad into taking me, if by cajole you mean I blew him. Yes, we'd played. In hindsight we were incredibly stupid.

Incredibly.

Now my new house is a consulate.

Yes, you read that right. My new house.

I guess I'll jump right into that story. The day after the casino, I got a call on my new phone from a realtor named Bethany. Yes, my cool as fuck new phone.

"Hi," said Bethany. "Bob asked me to call you. I'm a realtor in the area and he said to find you a new house. He suggested I leave it up to you whether it was just for you and Nikolas or if you wanted your parents to move, too. I'd suggest just the two of you but leaving the options open."

I have decided to just roll with everything.

"That seems like a good plan," I said. "I've read about you and your kids. Will they be joining us today?"

Bethany barked out a laugh.

"Seems like a good plan to me," said Bethany. "We'll pick you and Nikolas up at 2."

And we have a plan. Do you know the totally insane thing? My dad, who wouldn't even sign for me to go to their school, accepted that I was going house hunting with Nikolas without any comment. Nothing other than a simple OK.

Rolling with it. They arrived right at 2.

Damn. I mean seriously. I think Dad is jealous.

"Don't worry, Dad," I said. "Once we pick something, we'll invite you and Mom for the christening."

Well we would.

"I have a very nice place that I think would be perfect. It is a little overdone, but a good contractor would clean all that up," said Bethany.

"Like Josh," said Hannah. Given all of them moaned, Josh seems like a good choice.

"Oh, he is," said Eric. "He is."

And I don't even find him reading me weird. Then again, we're bopping across town in Bethany's flying SUV. It appears to be fairly far.

"This is pretty far," I said.

"Less than 10 minutes by air," said Bethany. "You'll both have flying cars."

Well sure.

We landed in the driveway of a freaking mansion on the water.

"This is a mansion on the water," said Nikolas.

See!

Bethany and her kids all laughed.

"Did you expect a 3/2 in a suburban neighborhood?" asked Bethany.

"Yes!" we said.

Excuse us a moment while we pay that off. Sorry for the puddle in the driveway.

"This is a 16/20, with a guest house, on 3 1/2 acres on the water. The dock can handle up to a 50 foot boat is easily extendable," said Bethany.

"Because 50 feet isn't long enough for our yacht," said Nikolas.

All four of them yelled "Boat!"

Then Hannah yelled "jinx".

"We'll hold that for now," said Hannah. "Let's walk through it."

Holy crap.

"I have one simple question," I said. "Why?"

"Because they can," said Eric. "Here's how I would handle it. Keep the master bedroom for yourselves. Put most of, if not all, the other bedrooms in the reservation app. Block out time you want some privacy, but honestly, you can have that even with people here."

"What is a reservation app?" asked Nikolas, beating me to the question.

"Just what it sounds like," said Austin. "Members of the extended family will make reservations for a spot in a bed in your house."

"Not a room. A spot in a bed," I said. They all laughed.

"Yeah," said Eric, in a deep voice. "For example, I spent last weekend in Venice. I shared my bed with Jolie, who is from London. It was awesome."

"Did you know Jolie?" asked Nikolas.

"Nope," said Eric. "Never met her before."

"Her," I said.

"Yeah, her," said Eric. "And before you ask, I can tell you with permission, that the sex was amazing. The entire house was full. Heck, Bob was there. Bob's fun."

"Bob," I said. "King Bob."

Eric just nodded.

"And people like that. Like King Bob, might sign up a room in my house," I said. They all laughed again.

"Do this. Keep the first night for yourselves. Either just the two of you, or a smaller party, maybe your family. Tomorrow morning, but as many rooms in the app as you want. Odds are they'll be full tomorrow night, particularly once it is announced that you own the casinos."

"You're assuming I want this house, not the 3/2 in the suburbs," I said.

They waited me out. OK, I get that.

"Is it immediately a consulate?" asked Nikolas.

"Do you want it?" asked Bethany. I looked at Nikolas and he laughed.

"Not my house," he said.

"Will you marry me?" I said.

"OK then, my house, too," he said. "I'd vote yes. Come on."

"Yes, we'll take it," I said. Just then a freaking space plane landed in the driveway. Down the stairs came our parents. The pilot is freaking Princess Jessica and she didn't even get off the plane. Mom handed me a small gift bag.

"She said the earrings and watch are because you're in the inner circle. She didn't tell us what the ring boxes are for," said Mom.

Which appear to have our wedding and engagement rings. And our parents do not even seem to be surprised.

"It was always your destiny," said Mom, giving Dad a hug. "Just like us."

Just like...holy shit.

That explains why we've only met one set of grandparents.

"We'll leave you here to christen your new home," said Bethany.

"Fuck that," I said. "Yeah, I want Nikolas, Dad, and Mom first, but then we're using you all up. That's the way Dionysus works."

And so it does.

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