I love email. If you give me a story line, I'll name a character after you. I really need ideas for fun situations. Get it?
Think American Ninja Warrior on a 5-mile course. They're amazing. Now, I've only run one, but I've run it a lot. I'll come back to that story, because this is becoming a go-to place for our family. It's gorgeous, the air is clear, it has golf, and a water park. This is the weird resort that Peaches bought in the Catskills.
And it has an obstacle course.
You can't forget the one night a week when they run around in military vehicles. Yes, that resort. Leslie has changed the entire tone of that event. She found a list of the ten best tanks in the world and bought two of each. I'll let her tell that story. Every Wednesday night there are tank battles. Think of Top Gun type battles, but in tanks. They're big, unwieldy, and hot AF and I mean that literally, not in the good way. I'll come back to the tanks, or more accurately, let Leslie do it.
Back to the obstacle course. I guess I should mention this is Morgan. A bunch of us are teamed up in the pairs event this weekend. It is open to the public, and the only rule is you have to finish with your partner.
Here are our teams.
Morgan and Ruby
Orlando and Tomas
Grace and Sophia
Leslie and Hunter
Della and Tavi
Gabe and Luca
Tegan and Carlina
I am sure you're surprised I am running with Ruby and not Sophia. Don't be. I'm competitive and Sophia likes it. Ruby loves it. It is also a grudge match against Orlando and Tomas. Whoever wins is the dom for the weekend. Not just for each other.
For everyone.
Grace and Sophia make sense. Spurned lovers and all that.
Leslie and Hunter could gone any of several ways, but Amara encouraged Tavi to run with Della. Hallie doesn't consider herself in fighting shape being pregnant. She's wrong, but we're cool with it.
Gabe and Luca are trying to keep up with us and claim to have been training. I think their training involves mostly fucking each other in the ass.
It is a nice training regimen.
Last up are Tegan and Carlina. They have the attitude that they doubt they'll even finish, but since Gabe and Luca abandoned them, they feel an obligation.
My prediction is they'll kick Gabe and Luca's ass. I don't think either man understood how many hours Tegan and Carlina have put into training. I asked the training coordinator at the resort. Of course there is a full-time training coordinator. We're not just running the damn thing cold. Cicely is a beast. Oh, you expected a man, didn't you? Obstacle courses value strength, for sure, but agility is equally, if not more, important.
Carlina and Tegan have put in two hours of training on the course every single day for the last 8 weeks.
Every day. If you've seen them in a video or photo before those eight weeks, they don't look like that anymore. Oh, they're just as freaking adorable.
But they're ripped. Seriously ripped. I work out like a fiend. I am an Olympic Gold medalist and plan to defend it in the next Olympics.
I do not have their abs. They are 10.
It. is. sexy.
Luca and Gabe clearly realized their spouses were in great shape but didn't connect that it is the result of hour after hour on the course. I am convinced that they could do it blindfolded. I train here twice a week and sometimes have crossed paths with them.
Let me tell you, the weekend will be interesting with both Carlina and Tegan as the dom. Then again, look at the teams again and see who you'd like as a dom. All of us, right?
Carlina and Tegan as the dom. I wanted to leave you with a mental image.
Carlina, here. They had enough competitors that they had to break it up into heats leading into a final. There are three heats, and they broke up our teams 2-3-2. We all have our strategy, I'm sure, but Tegan and mine is simple. We run behind the fastest team for the entire race and then sprint to the end. Worst case, we come in second and make it out of the heat. Best case, we win.
"We're thinking about this wrong," said Tegan. "We don't want win the heat. We need to sandbag to make it to the final. How about this. We run in second until near the end, and then fade, to take third. That gets us in the final but doesn't have people expecting much."
We both laughed. Yeah, that works. I did have to laugh. The other team in the heat with us is Gabe and Luca. Sure, boys. Try to keep up. Nine teams are on the course at once. They'd finally limited it to 27, 9-9-9, leading to 9.
Make sense?
As we walked up to the starting line, Gabe and Luca came over.
"We realized that we can't have separate strategies if we all want to advance. One strategy per heat," he said. The rest of our teams heard, too. No, they're not with us.
Come on.
"We were planning on running in second and fading into third," said Gabe.
"Yeah, us too," said Tegan. "The same thing works, one of us just has to finish second, and the other third." We all agreed.
"Who comes in second?" asked Luca.
"You do," I said. "It's more believable. We can still beat you in the final."
Luca and Gabe both laughed. That does not help their chances.
We lined up at the start and it was delayed due to a protest by another team. They didn't want to run with Tegan and me. They're fine with Gabe and Luca, but that's pretty believable, given they're bigger, stronger, and older.
And come home to us.
The organizers came over to us, with the team that is protesting. Two dudes. Big and strong with stupid beards. You know the look. In another context, they'd have their plaid flannel shirts on. Quite the stereotype. The fact that they're wearing really tight yoga shorts and no shirts means they were putting it out there. Then again, we're all wearing basically the same thing, except Tegan and I are wearing sports bras. Us. Bras. Good grief. We practice naked. It's freeing. But you knew that.
"Why are you protesting?" I asked. They spewed some bullshit.
"So here's the deal," I said. "If you're as good as you say you are, then you'll pull away from us in the first 50 yards and it won't matter. If you're not, then we'll pull away from you." That's when they laughed. Will men never learn?
"Your only risk is if we're roughly equal in capability and then we could block each other. Do you believe that?" I asked.
"No!" they both shouted. I waited, but it wasn't coming. Too bad. They need to communicate better.
"Then we're good," I said. They skulked away, but the race was on. We didn't plan it, but we're fucking with them. Not literally. Eww. Oh, they're hot, but their attitudes are not.
I have got to tell Bob that one. Not my best, but he'll reward me anyway. Reward me, Bob.
The race starts with a full mile run at speed. You'd think this would be a problem for us, but it is not. We're fast AF. It's over open terrain, so some runners are concerned of injury and don't go flat out. We let them get a little lead, which was still behind Luca and Gabe, and just turned it on. We passed the guys that protested like they were walking.
"Good luck, boys," I said, as we passed. "You really need to both admit your love for each other."
That might have thrown them off a little. One of them tripped, which was not my intention, and fell hard. His partner stopped, but we didn't. I looked back and one was cradling the head of the other in his lap.
Good for you, boys.
We caught Gabe and Luca, who were in fourth, behind the leaders. We hit the first obstacle and we all picked off the team in third. We needed to pick off one more and we'd be set. This was where we had to finesse it. We could do it quickly, but that makes it obvious.
"Pull away from us," said Tegan. They didn't reply, just started pulling away. They passed the second place team but hung back from the leaders. We paced what is now the third-place team for quite a while. We were approaching the last obstacle. This was the rope climb. You grab the rope, run up the wall, and either run down the rope or jump.
We jump. Most do. It is our strongest event. We hit the ropes and might as well have been running on the ground. We've really worked on upper body strength. We freaking flew up the wall and no, I don't mean we actually flew. We wouldn't do that. We also have a technique similar to the push off of the wall in a pool. We don't jump down. We let our upper body fall and when we hit about 70 degrees from upright, we push off. Hard. It takes us a solid 7 meters away from the wall. The only way to make it work is with a somersault in the middle. Even more challenging is that the landing can't be vertical. You have to be tilted over and start running when you hit. It took a lot of practice, but we hit it perfectly. Like we always do.
We ended up about 3 meters behind the boys and left the gap.
2-3. We're in the finals.
The team in fourth protested our leap.
The judges were actually listening to them. Fuck.
"What regulation does it violate?" I asked. Neither could actually name one. The judges just kind of shrugged.
"It's just not fair," said one of the men, never sounding more like a petulant child in his life. Tegan and I both laughed.
"Yeah, that's not how it works," I said.
Still in the final. Passing the pen.
Della, here. Not sure how I got pulled in, other than I am good at it. Three of our teams are in this heat. Tavi and me, Grace and Sophia, and Leslie and Hunter. We have to come in 1-2-3 to make the finals, so we agreed on a modest modification. We'll let another team, or even two, pace, and pick them off. We agreed that it would be Leslie first, then Tavi, then Sophia. No real reason other than it is believable. Sort of. The number one and two teams in the league are in our heat. I think they did that on purpose. Of our teams, we're the weakest three. Keep the others out of the way until the finals.
The race started and those two teams took off fast. They were laughing and clearly expected to leave us behind.
Silly boys.
We stayed right behind them. What they thought would lose us is a fast jog for us. Leslie and Hunter passed both teams before the first obstacle. Grace and Sophia passed one team. That left it us-them-us-them-us. We stayed that way for a while and then on the second to last obstacle did one more pass. That left it us-us-them-us-them. Does that make sense? It was up to us to time the final pass for us to make the finals. Convenient that the final wall climb is one of our greatest strengths. We pulled up and hit the wall when they did. They had no chance. None. We were over the top before they had their feet set.
1-2-3
Our teams are going to put a little fear of God in the competitors. We're going to win our heat, and not by a small margin. We're still going to do it at less than our best. Otherwise we'll be slower in the final. The final is a feud. Us against Orlando and Tomas.
This is Ruby. Running with Morgan.
To satisfy the stereotypes, Orlando and Tomas won. Barely. Both teams set a course record. In the heat.
The finals are going to be fierce. We're competitive as hell. All of us. I can predict, reasonably, the final order, but I'm expecting the podium to be Orlando and Tomas, Morgan and me, then Gabe and Luca. I want to win, but Orlando and Tomas are bigger and stronger.
I was wrong. Oh, Morgan and I beat Orlando and Tomas. We were 2-3.
Carlina and Tegan simply kicked our ass. It wasn't even close. Beat us by at least 50 meters. Set a course record that is unlikely to ever be broken.
Laughing. The entire time.
Did it startle us? Maybe a little. Did it actually surprise us?
Nope. Carlina and Tegan. Tegan and Carlina.
There's a lot of power in those little bodies.
Did I mention we all set course records? That can't surprise you. At all.
Now we're off to celebrate. I admit, I'm a little worried.
Carlina and Tegan are masterful doms. You see, they're devious. They catch you by surprise.
Kind of like kicking our ass in the obstacle course.
I'm so freaking proud of them.
Tegan, here, for no particular reason. That was great fun. We won't mention that we hold the official course record but regularly beat it in training. The laughing slowed us down. We could have cut another twenty seconds off the record.
Next time. We'll train more. We do have amazing abs. Just being honest here. You don't see many 10-year-olds with abs quite like ours. We like ours to be cum covered.
Soon. Very soon.
You see, our families are already here. I am not sure we made it clear that this is not just a family resort. It is too much fun. Come on. An obstacle course. Tank battles.
It's Gamma Catskills now. That absolutely can't surprise you. Peaches is, well, Peaches.
She's here with Berry and Linus too.
Yay!
I can't possibly narrate the entire orgy. It would be dozens of chapters. It was hard to even keep track of what is going on. Carlina and I deputized a third dom too. Now, you're expecting Jessica, or Pari, well a lot of people.
I'll bet you were not expecting Bill. This is a side of Bill that is new to most of us. Bill is amazing, but clearly on the spectrum. Sometimes he struggles with social skills, but he knows it and compensates really well.
Dom Bill has no such limitations. Dom Bill is a player. His crop usage was perfect. A nice visible mark, but never too strong and never too light. Maybe it is his medical training.
We ended the day with Carlina and I no longer doms.
Just Bill.
We might invite him to move in. Freaking spectacular.
Oops. Forgot to mention that all our new friends joined us too.
Yum.
Even lumberjack boys. Kidding. No flannel. We talked to them after the race, and they apologized. They even complimented us.
They also shared they're engaged.
We celebrated with them.
Repeatedly.
Now, in our world, a tank off likely implies someone taking off their tank top.
Well, that's a win. But not this situation.
Remember when we had the flyoff for our air force? They're all in a museum now, of course, but it was fun. So I contacted the major tank manufacturers and told them I wanted a competition and would buy two of the five best tanks. I am confident they thought we would then buy a lot of tanks.
We would not. They're antiquated and useful only for fun at a resort.
Pretty sure we already proved that in Syria. Melted the treads, remember? Then again, we have a lot of resorts and if this works, maybe I'll do it around the world.
That would be a lot of tanks.
I did offer to cover all the costs of the bake-off, including the costs of any shells we used.
Well, ya gotta shoot the guns.
So I reached out to the companies that make the Top 10. How do I know the Top 10?
Because someone on Google ranked the Top 10. Oh, I considered several lists and while the order changed a little, the top tanks really didn't.
We're doing it on Aether because, well we can. They're plenty of open land and we'll warn all the wildlife to get to another part of the island for a bit. Hey, we can think to them. They'll be safe.
Our lives are fucking nuts.
But you knew that. Some companies probably hoped we would buy them. A tank manufacturer.
Um, no.
So here's my list to consider.
So I sent a C-80 to every plant to pick them up.
It kind of sent a message. I admit I was not wildly surprised at some of the loudest whiners.
Led by the French. Which is a government owned manufacturer.
Can it get worse?
Well...
I sent Tia. Who wants the pen. Sometimes the setup cannot be ignored.
Mom sent me. Alone.
This is going to be fun. Their plant is in Roanne, which is halfway from Paris to Marseille. Kind of in the middle of nowhere.
I got on the radio and requested permission to land.
"Dionysus Flight 4 requesting permission to land at the Nexter facility," I said, in communications with the local airport.
"They have no airport," was the response. "You must land here."
"I'm landing vertically, and they have plenty of room," I said.
"But they have no customs," came the snooty reply. Yes, snooty.
"So?" I said. "I'm enroute from Robertville. Customs are not required."
That stumped them a bit. The US is so used to it. France not so much. They finally acquiesced.
Yes, acquiesced. I will be rewarded.
I landed in the back of the parking lot, which apparently was a surprise to their security forces. Which is ludicrous, since they're well aware I am coming.
I dropped the ramp and started walking down only to be faced by about fifty troops, armed to the teeth.
One let loose with an RPG.
That was not very bright. Gosh, it exploded not long after leaving the tube.
I timed it right. They all got knocked over but were not seriously wounded.
They looked like bowling pins toppling over.
So someone else shot.
I redirected the shell back to them. It is sitting in midair, not moving, about 3 feet in front of the muzzle. Gosh, that appears to have caused some panic.
Yes, I contained the explosion and yes I already knew I could.
Now they're all just staring at me.
"Sorcière," yelled one of them.
Witch, in English.
So I unstrapped his helmet and knocked it off.
I am not sure that helped. I didn't actually touch him to do it.
As often happens, someone that appears to know what they're doing screams onto the scene just a little too late.
This time in a golf cart. I'm sorry, but it is hard to appear as a tough leader in your golf cart.
He does appear to be a Colonel.
I am wearing appropriate clothes. Shocker. Khaki slacks and a burgundy polo. My two stars are in white and above my left nipple.
We find it hilarious to put it there. Well, we do.
There is not a military in the world that has not gone through training on the location of the Dionysus rank.
All we have to explain it is above the left nipple. A flat surface on me.
Not on Mom Leslie. Heck, Mom Hallie isn't exactly lacking either.
The Colonel has calmed every down and turned back, finally, to me. That's when he saw it.
The stars. Oh, the emotions are hilarious and just painted on his face. Surprise. Confusion. Denial. Annoyance. Acceptance.
It is the last emotion which is meaningful. Sometimes they go to anger. From deep within. Sometimes back to denial. It is rare, really rare, when they go to anything approaching happiness.
The dude is in happiness.
"It is an honor to meet you General Tia," he said, with a bow. "My name is Colonel Nael."
Even his first name. He's up on our protocol.
"Pleased ta meet ya there Nael," I said, in my absolute best Texas drawl. Hey, he chose English.
Worth it for the look. A classic WTF look. The tiny Asian chick has a deep Texas drawl.
"It really is a pleasure to meet you," I said, in perfect dialect appropriate French. For this particular part of France. Dialects are a thing for us.
"I was aware you would speak a number of languages, but the Texas accent threw me. Now, French doesn't surprise me that much, but your local dialect is simply flawless, down to a tiny little quiver on some words. I have never heard anyone that was not a native do it so flawlessly. It is natural to us, of course."
I admit I laughed a bit.
"There are literally millions of kids that could do it," I said.
"Millions," he said.
"If they've been in our school system for more than a month, yes," I said. "Heck my cousin Lindy isn't even one yet and I guarantee she could do it."
Now he appears confused.
Oh wait. They start counting at one. She didn't do it before birth.
"I guess I meant she isn't two," I said. He laughed.
"I knew what you meant," he said. In Polish.
"Of course you did," I replied, in Korean.
"Sorbonne," he said. "I'm 14."
"Oh goody," I said. Well it is. Goody that is.
"Surprisingly open minded of the French," I said.
"You're changing the entire world," he said. He does not look 14. Not. At. All.
Tall, thin, dark wavy hair, fit, sexy AF.
Those all apply.
"Listen," I said. "Once we get the business out of the way, would you like to join me in the bedroom on the plane so I can wear you out so hard that you'll sleep for a week? Please?"
"Well, you did say please," he said. I'm pretty confident none of the troops speak Vietnamese. OK, maybe that one dude that is smiling and hard.
This is going better than I expected.
We loaded up the tanks pretty quickly. Then I gave Nael an extended tour. I'm little, so no details, let's just say the phrase rode hard and put up wet is apropos.
Yes, apropos.
I will be rewarded. Again.
Not the experience I expected.
Very much the experience I enjoyed.
I'll bet you expected it to go differently, too.
I am off to Lima, Ohio. Lima, Ohio is not very big. It is not near anything big. It has a population a little north of 35,000.
Less than the island off LA. Less than a fifth of Robertville.
We're weird. Seriously so. Dad started a freaking country. We own other countries now. We own planets now.
Weird.
I am going to pick up two tanks. In my C-112. I could let you predict who this is, but I'll be nice. Leslie, with Chris.
We're gonna have fun in Lima, Ohio.
We will source cock locally.
We're landing at the Allen County Airport and then we'll fly over in a car for our meetings. We'll eventually drop the plane on their property, but they didn't want it parked there. I have no idea why. I also don't know why I brought a C-112 instead of a C-80, but it is quite nice. It is actually Dad's. For some reason there is an S-88 and an F-87 in the hold. There is also an original GT-40 in Gulf livery. I think it might be the original GT-40. Pre-Dionysus.
Oh, we're taking it. I checked and it has the flight kit.
Fun.
The Allen County Airport is small, so I radioed the tower to announce our decent.
"Dionysus flight," came the tower. "Our runway is closed."
Oh.
"That's OK," I said. "I don't need it. Is there a big taxiway next to your terminal?"
"Yes," came the voice. "There's also almost 40 acres of short grass behind the terminal."
"Perfect," I said, as I dropped the plane onto the grass.
It is quite handy. It also fills a surprising amount of those 40 acres. A C-112 is big.
We came down the ramp to a welcoming committee. At least this one didn't pop off an RPG. I'm not going to bother to introduce their team. If you're not journal worthy, what's the point? The editors appreciate it when we don't add unnecessary people to the list at the bottom.
You do understand the qualification for journal worthy, right?
For example, Chris and I are journal worthy.
Whee!
We have rooms at the Wingate. We will source local cock. I think I mentioned that. It is kind of what we do. Now, we can be a little overwhelming, too.
That's OK.
The hotel has an indoor pool. We brought suits. Not much material in those suits.
It's a great place to troll for cock. Sometimes a businessman or woman. Sometimes pleasure travelers.
Sometimes their kids.
We're generous that way.
I won't bore you with the meetings at General Dynamics. We loaded up the two tanks pretty quickly and finished the deal. Their excitement was high and we didn't do anything to disabuse them of that excitement. Their excitement about selling us tanks. We're excited about other things. Now, realistically we could be at any of our houses in just a few minutes.
OK, maybe I'll bore you because it was hilarious.
Let me introduce you to their guy. General Boastful. Oh, he has a real name, but I didn't listen that closely. You see, he was boasting.
Not a huge fan of boasting.
"This is the best tank in the world," said the general. "Nothing else comes close. It is as close to invincible as anything ever built."
I admit I just stared for a minute.
"You really believe that?" I said.
"Seriously?" said Chris.
"Of course," he said. "We put these in a long line, and we can overtake a country, and nothing could stop us."
"That's just not true," said Chris. "You have to know that we just wouldn't allow that. There is nothing in the US military arsenal that we would allow to actually be deployed in a war time situation."
"We just won't," I said.
"You couldn't even slow us down," he said, with some serious snark. Holy shit. He actually believes that.
"Holy shit," said Chris. "You actually believe that!"
See!
"Of course," he said, boastfully. Not a lover of boasting but you knew that.
I admit I put my face in my hand for a moment.
"Wow," said Chris and me. She mouthed jinx at me.
Later, sissy.
"Do you have another tank you can sell us?" I said.
"Of course!" he said.
"Then watch this. See the two tanks?" I said. I did confirm there was no one in the tank. That would have been bad.
"What just happened?" said the general. "There's only one tank. Where did the other one go?"
"I vaporized it," I said.
"How?" he said.
"Not going to tell you," I said. "Really just not going to. But you have to know that as soon as the tank treads cross a border, we will do it to them all. People will die and it will be your fault."
"We might lose one or two," he said, through gritted teeth.
This time Chris facepalmed with me.
"Do you have to believe it?" said Chris. "Is that the problem? That if you acknowledge the truth, which is that your tanks are little more than toys, then you couldn't expect taxpayers to keep footing the bill?"
"But you're buying two of them to try out. You were going to make a big order," he said, with a little whine.
"We're buying them as toys," I said. "We have a resort and we're buying two each of the top 10. We do mock battles on Wednesdays. We let the resort guests man the tanks."
"They are literal toys," said Chris. "We have an amusement park for planes, too. F-22, F-35, all of them. Just toys for the kids."
He looks a little deflated. Just then another tank drove up next to the remaining one, but no one got out.
"Why aren't they getting out?" said the general.
"There is no one in the tank," I said. "I controlled it remotely."
"You...you...you what?" said the general.
"Controlled it remotely," I said. "We can do that. Watch."
A line of a dozen tanks just drove up, drove a few circles around us, and drove back. Soon after a jeep screeched to a halt and a captain ran up to the general and started whispering.
We waited.
"So what do we do?" said the general, clearly a little lost.
"If it was me, I'd shut down your military and spend over $800 billion a year on your citizens," said Chris.
"But...," he said.
"Ya got nothing, do you?" I said.
He was quiet for a minute and then shook his head no.
That's when our C-112 landed and the ramp dropped. Both tanks drove on board and the ramp closed. The C-112 lifted up, but just a little, and rotated so the windscreen was pointed at us. It paused long enough for it to be obvious no one is flying the plane.
Then it just shot into the sky.
Chris and I went and got in the car and flew away. We left him there watching our car get smaller and smaller.
Back to local cock. OK, more accurately traveling cock. You'd think we had an obsession with cock.
You would be right.
Come on. Chris and me. Or cum on.
That too.
We just checked into the hotel. I admit, I checked in. Standing next to each other, I appear older than Chris and likely legal. It might be the tits.
OK, it is definitely the tits.
We're dressed reasonably conservatively. Shorts and polos shirts. Not sheer and not too tight.
Boring. Hell, we'd be naked and happier, but Lima, Ohio might not be ready for it. Although you never know.
We went up to our room and found it had two queen beds. Oh, we'll only sleep in one, but two can be handy, you know?
We're finding cock. Just making sure you remembered. I'll bet you did.
"Get naked or go swim?" said Chris.
"Both are good choices," I said, with a smile. "We have all night together, so let's swim and find some cock."
"We do like cock," said Chris. "But let's not pass up pussy."
"Do you really think I would pass up pussy?" I said.
Now we're both laughing. We changed into our suits. It was really difficult not to just throw Chris on the bed and ravish her.
"Oh, you'll do that later," said Chris. "Preferably when I'm squish squish."
Well, that seems like a win.
I'm wearing a Speedo tankini. A simple bikini bottom and what's close to a sports bra top. In Black. Even in my size.
Lima, Ohio.
Chris is in a simple Speedo one-piece, also in black. She's freaking stunning.
"This suit makes me look like I'm 12," said Chris.
"You say that like it is a bad thing," I said, in a surprisingly deep voice.
"OK, Mom," said Chris. Now we're laughing again. We pulled our shorts and T-shirts on over our suits and headed out. We got to the elevator just as two young men did. Adorable young men. Potential cock, you know? I'd say the younger is about 10 and the older is about 13.
Perfect targets.
Then a man I am guessing is their dad walked up.
Dayum.
Dad is already in his suit, without a shirt. A Speedo. Not a very big Speedo.
"Showing off for the women, Dad?" said the younger boy.
The older boy did the up/down on us.
"A little mother/daughter fantasy, Dad?" he said.
"Sisters," said Chris. "But we're up for a fivesome if you are."
Just put it out there, Chris.
"I'd prefer to stay out of jail, thank you very much," said the dad. "Tempting as it is."
"Well, it is A Peaches Hotel," I said.
"Well, that would be amazing if you were members of the Dionysus inner circle," said the dad.
"Let's do introductions," said Chris. "You go first."
I admit I am surprised they don't recognize us. Honestly, I think it is the conservative clothes. We're not well-known for our conservative clothes.
"I'm Conrad," said the dad.
"Layton," said the older boy.
"Quentin," said the younger boy.
They're so freaking hopeful.
"Leslie," I said.
"Chris," she said.
One, two. They never make it to three.
The moans in harmony were impressive.
"We were serious," said Chris. "But don't want to upset a family relationship. Is there a husband or wife involved?"
"Hey, guys," said a voice. "Thanks for waiting for us." There was snark in that tone.
We all turned. Holy shit. She's freaking gorgeous and I could mean either the mother or daughter.
Whee!
"We just propositioned your men to go back to our room and fuck all afternoon," said Chris. "We're hopeful you'll both join us, too. Quite the opportunity for interfamily fun."
The mom is confused.
The daughter is not. She's moaning.
"I could finally," said the girl, drifting off from what she said.
"What are your names?" I said.
"Katalina," said the woman.
"I'm Allana," said the girl. "And today is my 9th birthday."
"Well, that feels like a win," said Chris, with a little leer.
"This is a huge decision," I said. "Fucking your kids is not something you can take back. Why don't you get dressed, we'll have some dinner, and then those that are comfortable can go back to our room."
"We're comfortable," said Allana. "Really comfortable. We talk about it all the time. If only we lived in Cleveland or Columbus. We're pretty open about it. They know I'm a virgin and now they know I won't be later today."
Mom and Dad are nodding.
That seems good.
Chris took Allana's hand and headed towards our room. I took Quentin and Layton's hands and followed her. Katalina and Conrad held each other's hands. They turned and the little moan escaped. We get it. Five cute little asses. OK, maybe mine isn't that small anymore, but D cups baby.
"Do you seduce families a lot?" said Allana, to Chris.
"Yeah," Chris responded. "Although in our world, it is so common that there are no issues. Dinner and an orgy. A meeting and an orgy. Just an orgy. Celebrations for a 9-year-old are amazing. Dad loves 9-year-old parties."
"A lot," I said, with a laugh.
It took them a moment. I wondered who would moan first. I admit I would not have guessed Conrad.
"Your dad is King Bob," said Conrad.
"You want to have sex with King Bob?" said Katalina. You could see Conrad think it through and finally came to a conclusion.
"Yes," said Conrad.
"Oh God, that's hot," said Katalina.
Well, that went well. Particularly given Dad just walked up with Pari and Remei. Not sure why Remei is with them. Thrilled Remei is with them. I doubt if they know that Remei is trans. She's so gorgeous.
It appears Quentin knows, given he moaned, and his gaze is right at Remei.
"Tits and a cock," said Quentin.
I think it startled everyone when Dad, Pari, Chris, and I all threw our hands in the air and yelled yay.
"There is a chant?" said Quentin.
"Oh yeah," said Remei. I've never quite heard that voice from Remei.
Whee!
"Not quite sure why we're here," said Pari. "But it seems like there is going to be a small orgy, so that's a win."
"Small?" said Katalina. "There are ten of us."
"Just an appetizer," said Dad. "An average afternoon at our house could be as many as 200."
"Which is a fun time to call a gangbang," said Pari.
I did not anticipate Katalina moaning. It clearly surprised Conrad.
"That would be so hot," said Conrad. Katalina clearly looks a little surprised.
"So I could lose my virginity and call a gangbang on the same day?" said Allana, with clear anticipation.
"Well, yeah," said Remei. Remei is now tenting out her shorts. Glorious.
"If you're all comfortable with a Gamma resort," said Dad. "Why don't we head up to the space station."
Now they're staring at us.
"Sounds like a plan," said Quentin.
"You're first in my line, Quentin," said Allana. "You're second, Layton. If we can make it fit, which I am confident we can, you're third, Dad, followed by Remei and King Bob."
"How do you know if it will fit?" said Conrad.
"Haven't you ever wondered why we go through so many cucumbers?" said Allana.
"Not really," laughed Katalina.
OK then.
Chris led them out of the backdoor of the hotel into the back parking lot. Our S-88 is over in the corner. Now I know why it was in the C-112.
Duh. Yes, we could have taken the C-112, but it is more trouble to dock.
The S-88 is sitting next to the GT-40. Conrad almost ran to look at the car. He actually dropped onto the ground and slid under the car.
It is good that he is slim.
"Oh my God, it is!" said Conrad. At least I think he did. It is a bit muffled. He finally slid back out.
"This is the MKII that won LeMans in 1966," he said, with such enthusiasm.
"Yeah, I know," I said.
Chris just nodded.
"This is yours," said Conrad.
What could we do but nod. That's when the ramp in the S-88 came down and the GT-40 flew itself into the plane and it closed back up.
"The 1966 LeMans winner can fly," he said. "Feels like it would have been a bigger win."
OK, we laughed.
"That was truly a stupid dad joke," said Quentin.
"It was," said Chris. "Dad will reward you."
"Dad?" said Allana. "King Bob?"
"Sure," I said.
"How?" said Katalina.
"Usually they take turns fucking each other in the ass," said Chris.
"That sounds fun," said Quentin. Allana is just nodding.
"Oh, I'm sure he's happy to fuck the two of you, too," said Chris.
Dad's just over their nodding.
Katalina raised her hand and we all laughed.
"Nibiru," we both said and yes, Chris said it.
And paid off. In the parking lot of the hotel in Lima, Ohio.
To a bit of a crowd. That seems appreciative.
Whee!
We climbed onto the plane and closed the door.
"We probably should have paid off in the plane," said Chris.
"Nah," we both said. Oh, and both Allana and Quentin. You absolutely know Chris and I waited.
How cute. Quentin and Allana are waiting for each other. Finally Allana smiled and said it.
"You were waiting for me to say it," they both said. This time Allana waited for Quentin to say it.
"So this is where all of you kiss?" said Conrad, so hopefully.
It's fun to watch.
"Not yet," I said. "We'll wait until we get there and can do it naked."
"That seems good," said Conrad.
Hmm. Chris is undressing.
"We're already in Dionysus," she said, with a smile. Thankfully a small smile.
Oh look. Allana and Quentin are naked. And Layton.
And so am I. Dad, Remei, and Pari.
We all turned to looked at Conrad and Katalina.
Damn, they're attractive.
And naked.
We lifted off and basically went straight up.
"Can we go into space?" said Allana.
"Sure," I said, just as we popped out of a cloud. We always pop out with both suns visible.
It is pretty cool.
"There appear to be two suns," said Katarina, just so calmly.
"Yes," I said.
"Would that imply we're on another planet?" said Conrad, just as calmly.
"Why, yes it would," said Chris.
"Any particular features of this planet with which we should be familiar?" said Allana. Pari moaned. We all stared.
She is naked.
"With which," said Pari. "We're all suckers for good grammar."
We kind of are.
"And yes," said Pari. "The atmosphere is rejuvenating. Cocks can cum roughly 30 times in a row and do it again 30 minutes later. Over and over and over."
"Cocks, not men," said Layton.
Remei raised her hand.
"Point taken," said Layton. "Hopefully."
OK, that made us laugh.
"That was a stupid dad joke," said, well, Dad.
"Yes, it was," said Layton.
"I will reward you," said Dad.
"God, I hope so," said Layton.
We climbed down the stairs just as a flurry of planes popped into view.
"That's a lot of planes," said Quentin.
"We needed more cock," said Pari. "And some pussy variety."
We kind of did.
Much of the inner circle streamed out of planes. All naked. Jessica and Bill walked over to our group. Most of the others started fucking.
Hey, Nibiru.
"They all just started fucking," said Allana.
"Kind of the point of the planet," said Jessica, who is holding Bill's hand. "We're doing a clinic later."
I think it confused our new friends when we all moaned.
"What's a clinic?" said Layton.
"We demonstrate a new sexual technique to the group," said Bill.
"You do," said Conrad.
Bill and Jessica laughed.
"Yeah," said Jessica. "Although you won't be able to physically do it yet."
"Too big and heavy?" said Katarina.
"No," said Bill. "Because you can't fly yet."
"Your sex act involves a plane?" said Quentin.
"No," said Bill and Jessica.
Oh, and Pari, who just shouted it with glee.
"Before we pay up," said Pari. "Let me clear up her prior point."
Pari floated up, flew around a bit, and landed.
Naked Pari flying overhead is quite nice.
Quite.
"Can we back up just a bit?" said Allana. "You said because we can't fly yet. Yet."
"Exactly," said Pari.
"So you believe we can fly," said Layton.
"Oh sure," said Jessica. "You're part of Dionysus now."
"In what way are we part of Dionysus?" said Conrad.
"Well," said Jessica. "You're naked on another planet right now."
"Point taken," said Conrad.
"Not yet," laughed Jessica. "But you're invited to my ninth birthday."
"Your ninth...oh. Oh my God," said Conrad.
Yes, we all laughed.
"It will be epic," said Dad.
"You know you're first, Dad," said Jessica.
Now we are all imagining it.
OK, that's not fair. A significant number of people here are remembering it. In my case with a surprisingly large double-ended dildo.
Repeatedly. Often.
Whee!
Then again, Bill is whee-worthy, too. Very much so. Priapus just adds to the fun. The dude is talented. After all, he is Dad's son. We'll take them to Priapus, but you know, a virgin.
"So you were in Lima, but where exactly do you live?" asked Pari.
"Lima," said Allana. "There's not much to do in Lima. Dad travels and gets hotel points, so occasionally we get a hotel room and eat in the restaurant and swim in the pool. It's pretty fun. The hotel has a nice wave pool."
That they do.
"OK," said Pari. "I was just curious which schools you were buying. Which one of you will be in charge?"
Every member of the family not named Allana pointed at Allana. Even Conrad.
"Conrad, I admit I am surprised you pointed at Allana," I said.
"But should you be?" said Conrad. "The stories of young women and men taking over school systems are common now. Almost every week. It is very clear from every single story that you choose the right person regardless of their age. Remind me how old Morgon is?"
"I'm 9," said Morgon, who just walked up. "You're all adorable. Want to fuck?"
All five of them are nodding.
Well, it is Morgon.
"Hold up," said Allana. "My turn."
She pushed Quentin onto the ground and onto his back and just slammed down and started bouncing away. She looked at her parents and their, well, surprise.
"Cucumbers, remember?" she laughed. Then she just pounded Quentin.
Then Layton and Remei.
Then Conrad. A little father/daughter bonding. We like our bonding.
Then Dad made love to her. With her parents watching.
"That was transcendent," said Katalina. So Dad held out his hand to her.
Pari held out hers to Conrad.
They started to wander off, just as Allana stood up.
"I declare a gangbang!" shouted Allana.
I made sure to get her the special cream. She set a record that was going to be tough to beat.
But I am confident she will try. The fact that it included Tim, Casper, and Horacio is impressive.
The fact I enjoyed Tim, Casper, and Horacio is fun.
Together.
Front, back, mouth.
Over and over and over.
Nibiru.
I could tell more tank stories, but honestly, none of the others were that interesting.
But tanks are fun. Useless, but fun. I doubt if we'll roll them out broadly, but a few resorts.
Roll them out. On treads.
Dad!
I'm not trained in this. Neither are most of my teammates. We're having to dig deep and learn. None of us have experience broad enough. It has to be a team effort. We've each enrolled in classes to augment our experience and we've been careful to choose classes that added to the group experience. Analytics, machine learning, deep learning, even robotics. Math, lots of math. I'm on the math track for the team. It's tough. This is Bob. Tegan is my teammate. OK, not that tough. The breaks are incredible.
We've been working on the project for months, and completing classes at a furious pace, from schools all around the world. Even me.
We wanted to learn from the best. We own MIT which is good because there was a professor that could add to our experience. Even then the university was stubborn. Don't be stubborn with me when I am working on a project for Amy. I laughed because the new team member is a product of our schools. You'll see how I knew that. Her expertise was computer vision, which was experience we lacked and integral to the project. Now, that's not fair. Rylee is literally the best in the world at computer vision, but this woman has a new concept we needed.
So much so that we brought her onto the team. That took a leap of faith, because this project is highly confidential, which has proven to be a challenge. Our cover stories were beginning to crack, but we were so close to the finish line.
We needed a mathematician with an emphasis in physics, too. A seriously deep math person with a rare specialty. We found him, but it was a search. I laughed, because we used an early version of our tech to find him. You'll see. We found him at our university in Madrid. He's a professor there.
He's the right guy.
Let me back up.
It all started because I wanted to get Amy a present. Something special and unique. When you have the money we do, that's difficult to do. Honey, I bought you a planet.
Just put it with the other ones, dear. That's an extreme example. It's not like we'd own planets or anything.
Says the guy who bought a country. Who knows? Gamma resorts would take on a whole new definition. Are you looking for a planet with nice beaches or snow skiing?
I might be headed down a silly tangent. Planets.
OK, we appear to already own a bunch of planets.
Let me start with team intros. It feels particularly important given our goal. It was my idea, and I built the team, but passed the role of team leader off to someone with far greater experience than me.
Rylee. How I am guessing that the entire readership moaned, but you have simply no idea. Rylee as described throughout the journal is beautiful. From the entry with the party, when we met Molly and Cooper, she has done something rare.
She is more beautiful. You know me, it is more than her looks, but I admit she is wonderful to look at. I can describe her perfectly through a photo. No, not of her, although if you're reading this, that's the easiest. Just look up her profile. But if you're not where you can do that, but are in private spot, search for another Rilee. Rilee Marks. Soft porn star. I know, because they're close friends, which logically means I have seen them both naked. While bouncing on my cock.
It is a good way to compare.
Think of Rilee, who is truly gorgeous, then imagine our Rylee, but better looking. A lot of that is the strength of her character. She's really struggling with keeping this project from Carol and Henry. Please, don't let that take away from Rilee, who is also a wonderful person.
Back to the project. We were working so hard that our two newest team members stepped away from their other responsibilities to work full-time on the project.
So Rylee and I were the first. She had brought in Arjun, the former head of AI and tech for Amazon. Well, he still is, but his responsibilities are broader.
He took a leave of absence to be on the project. It's that critical.
Our fourth team member, the professor from MIT, is an absolute expert in computer vision. I'll share that a lot of our analysis is unstructured data, including images and video. Conceptually there is a similarity to facial recognition, but at an entirely new level. You can see why computer vision was important. Oh, and the reason that I knew that Inga was a product of our schools is because she is 9 years old. She is also a full professor at MIT.
She took a leave of absence, too. Inga is also adorable. Think Nova. OK, you probably went and jacked off to a picture of Nova, so we'll continue. Did you pick current day Nova or when we first met her Nova. I'm partial to a mix, but the best is Nova in person. God, it was great when she turned 9.
Sorry, but come on. Nova.
Inga and Nova could be sisters. Inga looks more like Nova than Nova does Alma or Ellie. Not Jasmina and Ruby close, but pretty close. She's really undeveloped. The no breasts and slit and a clit look. I know this from actual observation, mostly because Inga is insatiable. She also has real breakthroughs during an orgasm. Just shouts out the ideas.
We make her cum a lot. It's a good thing she's a young woman. Three or four ideas and the guys would be done.
You think I'm kidding. There is a very comfortable king bed in our lab.
OK, I admit, Inga's idea abilities were not the original reason for the bed in our lab. Rylee. Arjun. I ordered the bed the first day.
And now Inga.
Let's go on to Cortez. Cortez is a professor in Madrid. He took a semester off for our project. Cortez is an older student in the PhD program in math and physics. He also teaches several grad classes, which caused some consternation when we had to shift the classes. We wouldn't tell him why we needed him, but Natalie stepped in and was spending a semester in Spain teaching the classes.
We understand she is a very popular professor.
Back to Cortez. Cortez is 16 years old. Cortez is a Spanish God. My team jokes that we're twins from different mothers, but I don't see it. We do have a similar physique, I suppose. He is in great shape. I suppose when I say that I am boasting, but I sure didn't mean to be. He did best me in one area. He has a 10-inch (25.5 cm) thick uncut cock.
That fits nicely in my ass. It fits in all of our asses. We know. It's a little harder with Inga. Harder. Hah! I'll bet it is. She's adorable.
Our lab is in a remote part of Prometheus. Away from everywhere. Think of the house that is at the dig site, but a little nicer and a little bigger. We did ensure we weren't building on another dig site. What they're doing is amazing. It's shaking up history.
I do love our country and the people in it. The curiosity about our project continued to grow. That's why the cracks were forming. We had blocks up for everyone except the extended family.
That means none of us were blocking Amy, or the kids, or anyone.
They could have read any of us. Ruby could have done it from the moon. They were curious. They asked a lot. They tried to ply us with sex. I admit, Amy and Ruby, with Cindy, was tough. Then they brought in Amai and Juanita.
Then they brought in Sophia. I almost broke.
Pari and Diane together was cruel.
I held. I didn't tell. Not even to Amy.
Every single person that tried to get it out of me could have read me. Seconds and they would have known. They all knew they could.
They didn't. They didn't even test for a block. You can tell.
Nope.
They blew me and fucked me and taught me things I'd use for the rest of my life. Oh, I forgot to mention Gabe, Carlina, Luca, and Tegan.
All at once.
Nope. Glad the girls are nine, though. Tegan was being cruel and loving it, given she's on the project.
But let's get back on track. I'll bring you into what we think is our final status meeting before going live. We'd done tests of components and against test data and even data subsets, but we were ready.
Oops. I forgot one of the last additions to the team. Junger was from our campus in Germany. We did need more cock, but that was not the deciding factor. You see, we ran out of computing power on the last test, which was supposed to be a full production run. That run cost Rylee, because we, for two hours, took over the entire global Amazon AWS infrastructure. Rylee and Arjun had invented an entire new class of parallelism just to run our project.
It wasn't enough. That cost us months. We considered using Alphabet and Microsoft to include their infrastructure, but Cortez projected the workload from the data we gathered, and it wasn't going to be enough.
We had to rethink things. Which brings us back to Junger. Junger is 11 years old. He's fairly short for his age, and skinny as a rail. He couldn't fit the stereotype of a nerd more closely. We all had to coach him through life. Just gentle nudges. The biggest three were reminding him to eat, sleep, and shower. He finally lashed out at us one day that we were missing the point. He had a theory about his own skills that his best ideas were when his body was screaming for something. He'd worked through choices, and he realized that he needed to be excessively sleep deprived and hungry. Thirsty was bad, hungry was good. He promised to eat and sleep better when he had a breakthrough. We moved into shifts, so someone was with Junger at all times. Junger had another theory that the more sex he was having the better, but I think he just meant for him not the project. It does make your life better.
On the third day of sleeplessness about six weeks ago, Junger had an epiphany. He was balls deep in Rylee at the time, so maybe his theory had merit. Rylee thought it did, because she called for the rest of us to come right over. It was 0300. We all got there quickly and found them in a conference room writing furiously on a white board. No, that's not quite right. They'd filled the white board and two walls of the room.
This room didn't have walls on which you could write.
They didn't care. OK, I didn't care. They were in a zone. They were also both naked. Junger's cock was just covered with their combined juices.
Rylee was covered with cum. In her hair. A bit on her cheek. Icing covered breast. They were moving so fast the cum was flying off Rylee. I walked up to them and was splashed with cum.
Good thing I was naked, too. I said he was a little nerd. I didn't say he didn't cum and cum and he did. Buckets.
I tried to get them to stop and shower and explain, but they just waved at me to sit down. They wouldn't even talk. They were clearly thinking to each other, because they were writing equations on different walls. Junger wrapped around the corner and came up to Rylee's part. Holy shit, his calculations meshed right into hers. They were dissecting the problem in parallel between them. They got to the last spot on any wall and were furiously writing together. You could tell because his pen was red and hers was blue. On one equation the letters almost alternated. They got to almost writing on the floor and both screamed "done" and threw their pens in the air. They hopped up so fast they showed us some pretty impressive vertical leaps.
OK, I was focused on Rylee's bouncing breasts, but Junger's cock was fun, too.
We didn't leave our seats for three hours. They walked us through the math. They lost one of us at least a dozen times. We helped each other learn and moved slowly forward. Near the end, we got stuck. None of us understood. Rylee and Junger dragged us into another room and spent the next hour teaching us an entire new math specialty that they had invented last night.
Thankfully, when we switched rooms, they let us go pee. Three hours!
Finally, with our newfound kind of understood level of a new math expertise, we went back into the first room and sat down.
"Holy shit," said Arjun. The rest of us nodded. We'd gotten it together.
They had made a quantum leap in quantum computing. Yes, two quantums in the same sentence. What made it amazing was that it didn't require specialized hardware. It was a quantum environment built on a traditional computing platform. They told us to go fuck for an hour and come back. Remember, we're already ten generations deep into quantum computing.
This made those systems look like Raspberry Pi toys.
It was early. We were awake. We had an hour to kill. Inga, Cortez, Arjun, and me. Inga appeared to enjoy it. Oh, you want details. The cute little blonde with the three studs. Porn at its finest.
Let's just leave it that all three of us can cum six times consecutively.
Right at the hour mark, Rylee and Junger burst into the bedroom. Yes, we had bedrooms, too. We each had an apartment, but these rooms were off the lab. Hey, sometimes you don't want to walk all the way to your apartment that is in the same building. That's why we had the bed.
Rylee was carrying a little clear orange plastic box and a keyboard. A Raspberry Pi box. Feels appropriate. Junger had some cables. They quickly connected it to the TV. I laughed, because Inga was lying in the middle of the bed, just covered in cum, but paying close attention to everything. I sat down on the bed next to her and started lazily scooping up cum and either licking it off or offering her my finger.
Arjun sat down on her other side. To help. Right? Help.
They got it hooked up quickly. The most incredible graphical environment popped up. They walked us through the entire process of building what they coined quantum analytics. They showed us the new language they had developed. They'd coded up our first, and most complex, query. It was over 7,500 lines of R code.
Not in their language. It was three lines.
"Now, this is in debug mode, so it will be slower than production, but we're connected to the production database, so it is a full database scan, but just for this one characteristic," said Rylee, clicking go. By the time her finger lifted off the mouse button, the query was complete. We started with this query because we thought we knew at least a few of the top responses. What we thought would be number one was number 14.
That was a great result.
"Is this just a mockup?" said Arjun. "Just showing us the UI?" Rylee and Junger turned, smiling so big.
Then Junger got hard. I guess he was excited.
"No, that was the entire production run," said Junger. "It would be faster, but this computer doesn't have much power and drawing the UI is still old school."
Arjun walked over and picked up the plastic box.
"You used this as a terminal?" asked Arjun. "Did you have to knock down AWS again?"
Junger and Rylee both laughed, which made them jiggle, which made me get hard, but that could wait. Oh, now Inga's stroking my cock while we listen.
I do love our staff meetings.
"No," said Rylee. "That's just a Raspberry Pi box that I bought off Amazon when I was 9. All this is running on that, including the query. That's why the UI is so bad."
"You ran that entire query on a years old Raspberry Pi?" I asked. This cause Rylee and Junger to jump up and down and squeal. We all just watched them jump.
"Yes!" screamed Rylee. She then ran over and pushed Inga's hand away and climbed up and just slammed down on my cock. Inga was not unhappy though, because Junger ran over, literally picked her up and flipped her over and entered her doggy style.
Arjun is no fool. He slid under Inga. Rylee was bouncing on me, and we were watching Inga give Arjun one hell of a blowjob while Junger fucked her. Let's not forget Cortez. Rylee and I were taking turns blowing him. Rylee could tell I was close, because she rolled off onto a spot on the bed between us.
"All the cum on me!" she shouted. I quickly got to my knees, just as Arjun rolled to his side and Junger pulled out. Arjun's first two shots flew all the way across Rylee and hit me square in the cock.
I was OK with that. Junger painted Rylee from face to pussy. It was a lot of cum.
Then Cortez did.
We all moved forward to clean her up. We're nice like that.
"No," said Rylee. "Just Inga."
Wow. That was incredibly hot. Meaning all of us were hard. Suddenly I was at the front of a train, with Junger in the middle and Arjun in the back. Oops, Cortez was at the far back.
"Stop," yelled Rylee and we froze in place. She got on her knees and backed onto my cock.
Now I was in the middle. Inga slid underneath.
We were a six person fuck mob.
Not a flash mob, a fuck mob.
Hey, we've never tried fuck mobs. We have got to try fuck mobs.
We finally wore out and fell asleep in the bed. In the wet spot.
It had been a long night.
When I finally woke up, it was light out and what woke me was a hard cock tapping on my mouth. I opened my mouth.
Orlando slid his cock in. I realized that Inga was lazily bouncing up and down on my cock.
That didn't wake me. It was how I often woke up.
Then again a cock tapping on my lips wasn't all that unusual. While Orlando was pumping in and out, he spoke.
"Mom sent me to check on you," said Orlando. "Don't worry, I still have no idea what you're doing." I did make him pull out before he came. That's not where I wanted a load.
We used up six of his and sent him on his way with our assurances of our health.
Now we were all going squish squish. Then again, Orlando is taking a big present home to Grace. Squish, squish. I guess we had a few minutes to fix that.
Sorry, Grace. He might be done for the day. Then again, once you clean him out...
OK, we'll share now. Our project is ready for production. We're going to share it with Pari and Amy first. This is Rylee.
I love them all and they love me.
The sex. OMG.
I found them in the bedroom, to my utter surprise. OK, that wasn't a surprise, but the fact that they weren't having sex surprised me.
"We saved ourselves," said Pari, who walked over and kissed me.
Now we're both vibrating.
It is finally time to share. We got much of the extended family together. We define that broadly and invited anyone that could come. And cum.
For example, Bob is sitting on the couch. Keket is just bouncing up and down on him. The couches and chairs are filled with people. A second layer of people is bouncing on them. Cocks on the bottom. OK, some of those cocks belong to women.
Juanita. Amai. Karlee.
Some more belong to women.
Amy. Pari. Diane.
Hey, we love double-ended dildos. I myself am bouncing on Luke. No particular reason. Inga is bouncing on Horacio. Cortez is bouncing on Alison and no I don't have that backwards.
Bounce, bounce. OK, some people are a little mesmerized. Julia. Morgan. Leslie. Me.
Bounce, bounce. Then again the women with smaller breasts are wonderful to watch, too. None more than Jessica.
Jessica is, well, amazing. She's bouncing on Terry. In the journal, Terry has a 3-inch (8 cm) cock.
Not anymore.
I guess it is time for the meeting. Everyone settled down on the cock on which they were sitting. I'm the one presenting. All eyes are on me.
I don't mind.
"OK," I said. "You all know we've been working on something important. We've been a bit secretive and appreciate that you all have been patient and didn't cheat and read us. It was probably silly, but we weren't sure if we could accomplish our goal, so perhaps it was a little fear of failure. We are ready to talk about release one and it seemed like a good idea to brief this group."
"And we're fun to fuck," said Jessica.
"Well, sure," I said. "As soon as we're done, Jessica. You, me, and Bill."
The group moan was appreciated.
And deserved.
"So what's this super-secret discovery?" asked Amy, with a little smirk.
"We built a dating site," I said.
OK, now everyone is just looking at me.
"All this to build Tinder?" said Pari.
OK, that made us laugh, but, well, yes.
"A little more sophisticated," I said.
"Is this related to the AWS outage a month or so ago?" said Hunter.
"Well, yeah," I said, and everyone laughed. "We had to invent a new kind of quantum computing to make it work. We use a lot of variables."
"You invented a new kind of quantum computing to improve dating," said Chris.
"Well, yeah," I said to laughter.
"Why?" said Tomas. "We fuck everyone."
"True," I said, with a laugh. "Was that a suggestion?"
"Well, yeah," said Tomas, to laughter from everyone.
"But that's not what we're doing. This isn't finding fuck buddies," I said. "It's finding soulmates."
That seems to have quieted the room.
"That's not how it works," said Amy.
"Want to see it?" I said.
I just slammed my hands over my ears.
So did Jessica.
Hell yes, I screamed it. Got it out first, too.
"OK, we'll pay up later," I said, laughing. I took my phone and cast it to the TV.
"I've preloaded profiles for everyone in this room. I haven't tried to do a match for anyone," I said. "We'll try it out real-time and see if you're with the right partner."
OK, that generated some buzz.
"Who wants to go first?" I asked.
"Bob does," said Amy, with a smile.
Bob just shrugged.
So I picked his profile and clicked on match.
The response is almost instantaneous.
Amy popped up first.
So far so good.
Then Pari.
Also good.
Then me.
Oh my.
Oh good.
Then more people popped up. The four of us matched 100%.
Bob has a pretty freaking long list at 90%.
"Is that the entire inner circle?" asked Keket.
Bob just shrugged.
"Probably," said Ruby. "If it isn't just everyone with whom Bob has had sex."
"Probably that," said Pari.
Probably.
"Do me," said Pari.
"You sure?" I said. She nodded.
Bob. Me. Amy. 100%
Whee!
One more. Denne.
"I'll buy that," said Pari. Denne's just nodding. I wonder if it is a coincidence what she's settled down on his cock.
"I'd buy it, too," said Debbie Jo. "But do Denne."
"You all understand that it might not agree with reality," I said. "And it is just AI, not fact."
"Do. It," said Debbie Jo, in a slightly scary voice. Then she laughed.
I hope that's good.
Denne's results. Debbie Jo, Tiger, Pari.
"So should we do something about that?" said Tiger.
"No," said Pari. "The odds are many of us will have one more. They may be in a totally different relationship. Like Denne and me. In different circumstances, it would be us. If we connected at every one of those..."
"The entire inner circle would be one group," said Bill.
"It kind of is," said Bahiti.
She has a point.
"There is always a reason you're part of the inner circle," said Grace. "Even if we don't always know why."
"Tell me about it," said Thora. Who appears to be enjoying Remei.
I enjoy Remei.
"I mean seriously," continued Thora. "I get that the circumstances said I'd run a hotel, but inner circle? What's up with that? How do you know?"
"You just do," said Amy. "I'll bet there is someone tickling you right now. Someone that isn't in the inner circle and deep down you wonder why they aren't and maybe even why you are."
"Yeah," said Thora. "But it is a little self-serving given we're a loose quint. Glory, Marty, and Joey."
"They're in the inner circle," said Peaches.
"No, they're not," said Thora.
"Well shit," said Peaches. "They're supposed to be."
"I'll go get them," said Jessica. She turned and found Bill.
They left together. Holding hands. It was adorable.
"I'm going to do Jessica," I said.
"Are you sure?" said Bob.
"Yeah," I said. "I need to test an edge case."
"An edge case?" said Colby. "What?"
"You'll see," I said. I put her name and clicked go.
It took a while. Much longer than anyone we have ever tested.
Finally a message came up.
"Capacity exceeded"
"What's that mean?" said Morgon.
"It means the counter isn't big enough for all the responses that are 100%," I said.
"How high can the counter go?" said Nova.
"It is a 64-bit integer," I said.
"Hold up," said Colby. "That's 18 quintillion. There are only 8 billion people on Earth."
"It is adapting," I said. "I gave it communications skills and access to drone history from every planet we've visited. Visited with a scout, not necessarily a human."
"It matched Jessica 100% with entire other species," said Amy.
"I think so," I said.
"Wow," said, well, everyone, including me.
No one even bothered. It just meant it was free fuck.
Not sure exactly what we'll do with the tech now that we did it.
I will tell Jessica. I did Bill, too.
Same error.
Rylee, still. It could destroy marriages. You know people will overthink that they're at 90% and their partner has someone else at 100%. But here's the thing. We're not sure, in our world, that is going to happen. We did the entire inner circle. Every single person is with one or more people that are 100%. We do have some that are not in a relationship but in every case there were one or more suggestions of people at 100%. We mentioned Keket earlier in the story. She's not in a relationship. As she put it, she's having too damn much fun. She's also a physician working in the toughest Emergency Rooms that Elena owns.
There is a quirk in that the system really does learn. For example, Bob's matches changed. Not lower. Higher. He matched with one more person at 100%.
Keket.
But Keket only matched at 90% with Pari and Amy and only 80% with me.
Confusing, isn't it?
But Keket had others at 100%. The first is Huey, who is Julius and Hal's son. Julius runs retail on the islands. Huey is mentioned once. In chapter 41. He was 11. Huey is 15 now. At 11, Huey was listed with an 8-inch (20 cm) thin uncut cock. Then again, he was also 5'3". Tall for 11 though.
That is not today's Huey.
Huey is about 6'4". Yes, at 15. His cock is not thin anymore. In fact it is quite thick.
Quite. Thick.
And he has an 11-inch (28 cm) cock.
Keket seems to be interested in learning more about Huey. Now, Huey knows nothing about this. He's not in the inner circle.
Which brings us to Cepos. Who is in the inner circle. And is in a loose trio with Diane and Horacio. All three of whom match each other 100%.
Only Cepos matches Keket.
Some things are interesting.
I don't know where we'll go with this. Maybe it was a bad idea. It was fun and we pushed computing through huge barriers. We're going to make a fortune on what we did in quantum computing.
Another fortune.
I'm glad we all matched.
I'm not surprised we all matched.
I suspect more and more people will match Bob at 100%.
We get it.
| Name | Chapters | Age | Description when introduced | Stats when introduced |
|---|---|---|---|---|
| Bob | All | 28 | Dad | 6'2" (188 cm) - Swimmer's body, 6-inch (15 cm) cut average cock |
| Amy | All | 26 | Mom (and the Nanny, to start) | 5'1" (155 cm) - Bright red hair, C cup |
| Morgan | All | 20 | The oldest of the new kids | 5'5" (165 cm) - Dirty blonde, small B cup, gorgeous |
| Orlando | All | 18 | The middle child and the only boy | 5'0" (152 cm) - Dirty blonde, 6-inch (15 cm) cut thick cock |
| Leslie | All | 16 | The youngest | 4'6" (137 cm) - Brown hair, flat-chested |
| Tim | 1,2-3,7-8,24,27-28,41,51,62,65,67,70-71,88,95,99-101,105,108,115,119,124,128-130,139,148,151,156,159,165,174,176-177,180,200,202,210 | 30 | Jim's friend | 6'8" (203 cm) - Black, fit, gorgeous, 12-inch (30.5 cm) cock |
| Hunter | 2,3,13-14,27,30,32,34,36,38-39,42-45,47-51,53,56-58,60-66,68-69,71-74,76-87,90-91,93-94,96,98-99,101-102,104-105,107,109-112,114-117,121-123,129,132-140,142-144,146-148,150-156,158-161,163-165,167-170,172-178,180,182-187,189-192,194,196-202,205-210 | 16 | Leslie's new friend | 5'0" (152 cm) - Blonde hair, cute as hell, 3-inch (8 cm) cock |
| Hallie | 2,3,13-14,27,30,32,34,38-39,42-45,47-51,53,56-58,60-64,66,68-69,71-74,76,78-85,87,89-91,93-94,98-99,101-102,104-105,109-112,115-117,121-123,132-136,138-140,143,146-148,150-156,158-161,163-165,167,170,172-178,180,182-187,189-190,192,194,196-201,205-208,210 | 16 | Hunter's twin sister | 4'8" (142 cm) - Dark blonde hair, small A cup |
| Juanita | 3,6-10,12,14-21,23-29,31-34,37,39,41-42,46,49-50,56-57,59,61,63,67,70,72-74,79,81-82,85,87,89-91,95,97,99-101,104-105,110-111,114-115,123,125,128,130,136-137,140-141,143,145,147-149,152,155,159,163,165-166,169,172-174,176,179,181,184,188,190,197-200,207,210 | 34 | Family personal trainer and more | 5'9" (175 cm) - athletic, petite, D cup, 5-inch (13 cm) cock |
| Cindy | 5,8,16-18,27,31,33,36-37,42,47,65,72,75,86,111,120,172,187,193-194,210 | 14 | Lance and Linda's daughter | 4'8" (142 cm) - skinny, smaller version of Clay, flat |
| Terry | 5,7-8,16-18,27,31,33,36,42,47,65,75,77,111,210 | 14 | Matt's son | 4'11" (150 cm) - average, 3-inch (8 cm) cut cock |
| Alison | 5,6-21,24-28,30-36,38-39,41-43,45-46,48,50-51,56,59,70-71,73-74,81-82,85,87,90,94-95,100-101,103-105,115,123-124,126,129,151,166,176,181,188,195,210 | 37 | First home staff. Chef, runs the house and more | 5'9" (175 cm) - tall, athletic, blonde, simply stunning, B cup, model gorgeous |
| Chris | 6,8,11,14-66,68-74,76,78-85,87,90-92,94-110,112-114,116-128,130,132-133,135-142,145-162,165-182,185-193,195-197,199-210 | 16 | Boat sales person but becomes more | 4'11" (150 cm) - Slim, glorious puffy nipples |
| Gabe | 6,14,16-25,27-29,31-43,45-76,79-85,87-115,117,119,123-124,126-130,132,136-143,145,147-150,153-154,156-158,163-166,169,172-175,177,179-182,186-187,189-190,192,195,197-200,206-208,210 | 16 | Juanita's brother | 5'6" (168 cm) - Cute AF, 5-inch (13 cm) cock |
| Ruby | 6,14,16-25,27-29,31-43,45-95,95-96,98-134,136,138-141,144-161,163,165-170,172-174,176-182,185-193,195-202,204-210 | 14 | Juanita's sister | 4'11" (150 cm) - Dark hair, Hispanic, sexy, flat |
| Julia | 6,16-17,19,24,27,31-33,37,39,41-43,46-49,51,56,59,61,63,67,70,72-75,79-82,84-85,87,89-91,94-95,97,99-101,103-104,106,111,114,119,122-123,128-129,144,148,166,171,176,181,188,197,199,210 | 48 | Juanita's mom | 5'6" (168 cm) - Dark hair, stunning, D cup on a small frame |
| Sophia | 7,8-9,14-19,23-24,27,29-34,36-44,46-54,56-66,68-71,73-76,79-85,87-98,100-106,108-112,115-119,121,123-126,128,132,135-143,145,147,149-153,156-159,161,163,165,167,169,171-174,176-179,183-186,189-191,193,195-202,207,210 | 23 | New Italian friend and Goddess | 5'7" (170 cm) - stunning, simply stunning, B cup |
| Luca | 7,8-9,14,16-19,23,27,29-31,34,36-44,50-52,54,46-48,53-76,79-85,87,89-90,93-115,117-119,121,123-126,128-130,132,135-140,142,145-146,148-149,153-154,156-157,159,161,164-166,169,171-174,177-181,183,186-190,192-193,195,197-200,202,204-208,210 | 18 | Sophia's son | 5'9" (175 cm) - chiseled, male Sophia, 6-inch (15 cm) uncut cock |
| Elena | 7,8-9,14,16-19,23,27,30-31,34,36-48,50-52,54,56-58,60-66,68-69,71-74,76,79-82,87-90,95-96,101,104,106-107,109,111-116,118,125-126,128,130,132,139,142-143,149-150,152-153,157-159,161-162,170,172-174,176-178,182,185-186,189-191,193-196,198,202-204,206,209-210 | 14 | Sophia's daughter | 4'5" (135 cm) - sexy AF |
| Cooper | 18,39,65,71,76,92,134,210 | 41 | Rylee's dad | 5'11" (180 cm) - 200, 9-inch (23 cm) thick cock |
| Molly | 18,39,92,134,210 | 39 | Rylee's mom | 5'5" (165 cm) - 120, trim, C cup |
| Rylee | 18,27,32,36-39,48-50,52,56-64,66,69,71-74,76-77,81-85,88-93,96,99-102,104-112,117-120,122,125,127-129,131-132,134,139-141,143,146-149,151-152,154,156-157,159,162-164,167,169,171,173-174,177,180,183,185-187,189-194,196-197,199-204,206-210 | 16 | Cheerleader with Leslie and Chris | 5'4" (163 cm) - Dark hair, sexy AF, B cup |
| Amai | 19,20-21,23-39,41-44,47-52,54-57,59-60,62-63,66-67,69,71,73,77,79,81-82,84-87,90-92,95-96,99-102,105,110-111,114-116,119,121,126,128-130,132,134,136,144,147,149,153,156-159,165-166,170,172-173,177,179,181,184,190,195,197-200,203,205-207,210 | 29 | The family social secretary | 5'4" (163 cm) - beautiful, petite, B cup, 6-inch (15 cm) uncut thick cock |
| Grace | 23,29-30,35-36,38-39,41,43-46,48,50-52,54-57,59,62-77,79-82,84-90,92-102,104-107,109-110,112-121,126,129,132,134-140,143,145,148,150,152-155,159,161,163-166,169,171-175,177,179-180,185-191,193-198,200-201,203-204,207-208,210 | 19 | Just Grace | |
| Alma | 24,27,34,36,39,50-51,75,87,92,99-100,145,154,210 | 17 | Freja and Aldo's daughter | 5'4" (163 cm) - A cup, thin |
| Ellie | 24,27,34,36,39,50,75,87,92,99-100,145,154,210 | 14 | Freja and Aldo's daughter | 5'1" (155 cm) - puffies |
| Nova | 24,27,29,32-34,36,39,41,50,75,87,92,99,101,135,145,147,152,154,159,161-162,168-170,181,194,196,199,201,204,210 | 11 | Freja and Aldo's daughter | 4'4" (132 cm) - flat |
| Julius | 42,190,199,210 | Thirties | General store manager, father of 6 adopted kids | 6'1" (185 cm) - average, with a nice 6-inch (15 cm) thin cut cock |
| Hal | 42,190,199,210 | Thirties | Stay at home dad, married to Julius | 6'4" (193 cm) - Greek, God-like, buff, 9-inch (23 cm) thick uncut cock |
| Huey | 42,210 | 15 | Julius and Hal's son | 5'3" (160 cm) - Skinny, blonde, funny, 8-inch (20 cm) thin uncut cock |
| Bill | 43,50-51,54,62,66-68,70-72,74,76-78,80-82,84-87,89-91,94-96,99,102,104-107,109-112,114-123,125-130,132-136,138-141,144-152,155-174,176-190,192-210 | 5 | Bob and Amy's son | |
| Jessica | 43,50-51,54,62,66-68,70-72,74-78,80-82,84-87,89-91,93-96,99-100,102,104-112,114-141,144-152,154-199,199-210 | 5 | Bob and Amy's daughter | |
| Carlina | 43,45-76,79-85,87-95,97-117,119,123-126,128,131-132,136,138,140,143,146,148-149,153-157,159,161,163-164,168-169,171-175,177,179-180,185,187-190,193,195-198,200-201,203,206-207,209-210 | 10 | Romeo's daughter | 4'4" (132 cm) - Barely tall enough, blonde, cute, smart as hell |
| Della | 45,59,131,143,150,159,161,163,178,189,191-192,195,197,199-205,207-208,210 | 12 | Bentley's daughter | 4'4" (132 cm) - cute as hell, funny, fun |
| Tegan | 46,48,50-62,64,66-77,79-90,92-113,115-117,122-123,125-126,128-129,131-132,136-137,140,142,146,148-149,153-157,159,161,163-164,168-169,171-174,177-180,183,185,187-191,193,195,197-198,200-201,203,203-204,206-207,210 | 10 | Gemma and Sean's daughter | 4'4" (132 cm) - Auburn hair, cute, fun |
| Tomas | 46,49-50,52,55-59,61-64,66-74,76-87,89-90,92-99,101-110,112,114-117,119-121,124-125,128-130,133-134,136-140,142-144,146,148-150,152-155,159-161,163,165-167,169-170,172-173,176-182,185,187,189-190,192-198,200,202-204,206-210 | 14 | Vincente's son | 5'4" (163 cm) - Also Cute AF, sexy, and skilled. 6-inch (15 cm) thick uncut cock |
| Tavi | 46,47-53,55-58,62,64,66-71,73-74,76,79-85,87,90,92-99,101-102,104-105,107,115,117,119-120,123,128,132,136,140,142,149,154,160,170,172,174,177,180,185,187,189-190,192,195,197,209-210 | 15 | Emilia and Talmai's son | 5'9" (175 cm) - Big for his age, works out, 7-inch (18 cm) thick uncut cock |
| Denne | 48,49,65,78,80,83,86,92-93,115,124,130,136,140,146,162-163,169,177,183,186,210 | 10 | Alea and Sargon's son, just turned 7 | 4'4" (132 cm) - little cute dude with a small cock |
| Pari | 48,49,60,65-66,68-70,73-75,77-78,80-81,83-84,86-95,97-115,117-130,132-141,143-144,146-159,161-167,169-177,179-180,182-198,200-210 | 12 | Alea and Sargon's daughter | 4'10" (147 cm) - cute, sexy, breast bumps |
| Amara | 50,51-53,55-57,62-70,73-74,76,79-82,84-85,87,90,92-95,98-99,101-102,104-105,107,114-115,117,120,132,137,140,149,154,160,170,172,174,177-178,180,185,187,189-190,193,195,206,210 | 15 | Tavi's soon to be soul mate, in a wheelchair | 5'6" (168 cm) - cute, wavy hair, nice body, B cup |
| Horacio | 54,55,63,69,77,88,95-96,100,104-105,108-109,112,114,117,124,126,128-130,140,142,144,148,150,154-156,161,165,169,175,178-180,185,189,192,196-197,201-203,207-208,210 | 12 | Nuno and Estrela's son | 5'0" (152 cm) - Smaller Nuno, with an amazing 9-inch (23 cm) cock |
| Remei | 55,63,68-69,84,91,93-94,104-105,114,128,130,136,149,179,187,190,197,199-201,206,210 | 13 | Sam's friend, formerly Serni | 5'0" (152 cm) - Dark hair, beautiful, vivacious, 4-inch (10 cm) cock |
| Carol | 60,61,66,69,71,73-74,76-77,81-84,89,96,99,101-102,105,109-110,143,177,180,192,194,199,203,210 | 14 | Rylee's adopted daughter | 5'0" (152 cm) - light brown hair, thin, cute, A cup |
| Henry | 60,61,66,69,71,73-74,76-77,79,81-84,89,96,99,101-102,105,109-110,140,143,177,180,192,194,199-200,203,210 | 12 | Rylee's adopted son | 4'8" (142 cm) - light brown hair, wiry, 4-inch (10 cm) cut cock |
| Natalie | 61,64,66,68-69,72-73,97-98,103,105,107,110,113,116,128-129,137,148,155,157,177,180,182,204,210 | 12 | Montreal caretaker's daughter | 4'8" (142 cm) - Gorgeous, petite, nipple bumps |
| Morgon | 62,75,86-88,93,97-101,103,107-108,110-111,114-115,117,119,122,126-127,130,132,135,137-140,144-145,147,149,152,154,156,162,173,175-176,179,181,183-184,186-188,197,199-201,205-208,210 | 9 | TJ's sister | 3'8" (112 cm) - Adorable and outgoing |
| Luke | 80,81,87,90,92-96,99-102,104-110,112,117,119,123,126-130,135,137,140,142,144-146,146-155,157,159-162,164-165,168-175,177,179-180,182-183,185-187,189-196,198,200-201,203-210 | 9 | The new brother | 4'4" (132 cm) - Sandy brown hair, thin, cute, 3-inch (8 cm) cock |
| Diane | 83,84-85,90,93,96,100-101,111-112,126,130,134,137,147,149,151,159,169-170,173,176,185,196,200,203,206,210 | 14 | Designer and project manager for South Carolina islands | 5'5" (165 cm) - Tall, black hair, Egyptian, A cup |
| Cepos | 83,90,96,100-101,111,126,130,139,149,151,159,170,173,185,200,203,210 | 15 | Diane's brother | 6'0" (183 cm) - Black hair, ripped, 7-inch (18 cm) uncut cock |
| Jasmina | 89,96,210 | 16 | Ruby's doppleganger | 5'2" (157 cm) - Dark hair, caramel skin, B cup |
| Colby | 94,95-96,99-100,102,104-105,107,110,112,117,119,121-126,128,130,132,135-141,144-145,147,149-152,155-159,162-166,168-170,172-173,175,177-180,182-183,185-187,190,192-210 | 7 | The newest family members | 3'4" (102 cm) - Cute little thing, looks a lot like Orlando |
| Rilee | 110,143,173,180,194,200,203,210 | 30 | Soft porn actress | 5'4" (163 cm) - Dark long hair, killer body, C cup |
| Berry | 111,119,122,135,142,171,187-188,201,210 | 11 | Julia's assistant and MD of Monte Carlo | 4'8" (142 cm) - Dark hair, thin, pretty, flat |
| Peaches | 111,171,183,187-188,195,201,205,207-210 | 10 | Berry's sister | 4'4" (132 cm) - Dark hair, thin, flat |
| Linus | 111,188,195,210 | 13 | Berry and Peaches' brother | 5'4" (163 cm) - Dark hair, thin, cute, 5-inch (13 cm) cock |
| Tiger | 124,189,201,210 | 8 | Student at the Dallas school | 3'11" (119 cm) - Dark blonde, skinny, 10-inch (25.5 cm) thin cock |
| Debbie Jo | 124,201,210 | 9 | Student at the Dallas school and Tiger's fiance | 4'1" (124 cm) - Blonde, thin, pretty, flat |
| Karlee | 134,136,148,198,210 | 21 | Student at Mississippi State and entrepreneur | 5'7" (170 cm) - Blonde hair, very fit, C cup, 10-inch (25.5 cm) very thick uncut cock |
| Tia | 146,147,150,155-156,158,165,168,174,178,184,186-187,189,193-194,198-199,201,203,205-206,209-210 | 3 | Hallie, Hunter, and Leslie's daughter | 2'9" - Dark hair, Asian, tiny, flat |
| Lindy | 149,151-154,157,160-162,164,170,177,186,204,210 | 0 | Luke and Cassie's baby | |
| Bahiti | 157,202,206,210 | 9 | Siblings Bob met at the jewelry store | 4'5" (135 cm) - Blonde, thin, A cup |
| Keket | 157,202,206,210 | 16 | Bahiti and Hanif's cousin | 5'4" (163 cm) - Blonde, very fit, B cup |
| Casper | 160,180,210 | 35 | Space force training commander | 6'2" (188 cm) - Blonde, muscular and fit, 13-inch (33 cm) cock |
| Marty | 205,210 | 24 | BMW Sales person | 6'2" (188 cm) - Blonde hair, muscular, gorgeous, 7-inch (18 cm) thick uncut cock |
| Glory | 205,210 | 24 | BMW receptionist | 5'7" (170 cm) - Blonde hair, athletic, copper colored skin, B cup |
| Joey | 205,210 | 17 | New evening sales manager and Willow and Jameson's brother | 5'10" (178 cm) - Dark blonde hair, thin, 6-inch (15 cm) cock |
| Thora | 205,210 | 12 | New hotel manager at the Hotel Fort Des Moines | 5'2" (157 cm) - Blonde hair, thin, striking, A cup |
| Cicely | 210 | 24 | Obstacle course training coordinator | 5'7" (170 cm) - Dark hair, tan skin, extremely fit, B cup |
| Nael | 210 | 14 | French Tank Colonel | 5'10" (178 cm) - Dark hair, thin and strong, 6-inch (15 cm) cock |
| Quentin | 210 | 10 | Boy in the Lima, Ohio hotel and Allana and Layton's brother | 5'3" (160 cm) - Blonde, thin, 5-inch (13 cm) thick uncut cock |
| Layton | 210 | 13 | Boy in the Lima, Ohio hotel and Allana and Quentin's brother | 5'7" (170 cm) - Dirty blonde hair, thin and strong, 6-inch (15 cm) thich uncut cock |
| Conrad | 210 | 38 | Quentin, Layton, and Allana's dad | 6'3" (191 cm) - Dirty blonde hair, thin and wiry, 7-inch (18 cm) uncut cock |
| Allana | 210 | 9 | Girl in the Lima, Ohio hotel and Quentin and Layton's sister | 4'9" (145 cm) - Strawberry blonde hair, thin, nipple bumps |
| Katalina | 210 | 36 | Quentin, Layton, and Allana's mom | 5'6" (168 cm) - Blonde hair, athletic, C cup |
| Arjun | 210 | 28 | Head of AI and technology at Amazon | 5'10" (178 cm) - Dark Hair, Indian, muscular, 6-inch (15 cm) thick cock |
| Inga | 210 | 9 | Full professor at MIT | 4'5" (135 cm) - Blonde hair, pigtails, thin, flat |
| Cortez | 210 | 16 | PhD candidate in math and physics in Madrid | 6'2" (188 cm) - Dark hair, olive skin, super fit, 10-inch (25.5 cm) thick uncut cock |
| Junger | 210 | 11 | Professor in Germany in computer design | 4'3" (130 cm) - Dark hair, thin, small, 4-inch (10 cm) cock |