15 April 2024

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Just sittin' outside

We didn't think anything about it. We didn't. Maybe we should have, but, well, we didn't. Where do I even start? A few of us had a craving for cheesecake.

Cheesecake is good.

So we decided to hit up the Cheesecake Factory. The one we know the best is at International Mall in Tampa. Home for many of the crew. So we went. Early afternoon, around 1400, or 2 pm, local time.

It isn't even very busy. There are a lot of us. I guess I'll go through the list. Cassie is down from New York and brought Nova with her.

Sexy, sexy Nova. OK, sexy, sexy Cassie.

Carlina and Tegan came in from Omaha. I have no idea why they were in Omaha, but maybe we'll find out.

Morgan and Sophia are in from the UK. They'd been back at Oxford, visiting friends.

Averie and Caralyn are in from Anderson. They brought Peaches, to no one's surprise.

Gina and Nan are in from Robertville.

Amai and Juanita, too. Yay!

Oh, and this is Meg. I'm here with Tabitha. You have to go way back for us. Tabitha is a waitress, at least in the list. Right now, she is an attending at Tampa General. Things change fast in our world, and yes, Tabitha is in our world now. I still work for Amelia.

But let's get back to the story. We all headed to the mall. We took a bunch of cars. There is still a museum in the original house, so we emptied it a bit and headed over. I'm riding with Caralyn and Cassie. Caralyn is driving and you know what? That's fine with me. Normal to me. We all went into the restaurant and up to the desk. We're having fun, so there is a lot of laughter and an occasional moan.

Come on. You read who is with us.

For some reason we got a lot of attention from the guy and girl at the desk. Even some of the customers were staring. I guess we're a little loud and at least a few in our group might be recognizable, but they were all staring. More than normal.

That's when Sophia started laughing.

"It's the tits," said Sophia. "They can't handle our tits."

I looked around and realized her point. We're all in some variation of a tank top. Some with spaghetti straps. Some with normal straps. A few had on T-shirts with pretty short sleeves. They all have one thing in common.

They're tight.

They're some level of sheer.

And showed some skin. Not quite underboob, but close. OK, Morgan has underboob.

Ah. So does Nova. Good God.

And then there a nipples. As far as the eye can see. All pretty damn visible.

Get it?

Everything from Caralyn's small nipple bumps to Morgan's D cups are on display. It is just so normal to us. We're almost always naked and we love the human body. It is rare for us to even wear clothes and, well, this is kind of what we own. Bras? Yeah, no.

Just then, Jessica and Nylah ran in.

Similarly dressed.

"Sorry we were late," said Jessica. I came close to laughing, because the young man behind the desk is simply mesmerized.

With Jessica. I guess I should give you a clearer description. Jessica has let her hair grow, and it is all the way down to her cute little ass. Such a rich, deep auburn. She's wearing jorts. You know, jeans shorts. They're actually pretty regular jean shorts for a little girl, probably from Target. The problem is that shorts manufacturers skimp on material for little girl shorts. They are short. Really short. Just cute as hell. I guess not really a problem.

But it is the tank top that makes it come together. Think Linda Hamilton in Terminator 2. A white wife beater style tank, but in what I suspect is silk. Thin, white, and damn near transparent. Jessica is the whole package and has surprisingly large nipples for a young girl. Nipples that really puff out when they're stimulated, which for Jessica is pretty much always. The shirt is also tight. Really tight.

And barely comes below those glorious nipples. Her abs. Damn.

She is a vision.

I get why he is staring. Oh, so is the young woman behind the counter with him. I couldn't resist.

"Pardon my being a little pushy, but how old are you both?" I asked. They shook themselves out of it, at least a little.

"I'm 16," said the young man. The young woman just nodded. Her eyes never stopped moving, from one of us to the next, but settled on Nylah the most.

Nylah is in a simple sundress. A very pale yellow. Cotton, I think. It might have been Jessica's. Two or three years ago. Nylah is surprisingly mature and pretty close to nipple bumps and has very similar puffy nipples to Jessica.

Nylah also doesn't like underwear. As in if she moves to quickly, she flashes everyone her cute little pussy. Nylah is a burst of energy, so she is often moving quicky. Uh, quickly. Now, that's slip if there ever was one. A pussy slip.

Telling Bob.

As for Nylah moving fast? We all appreciate it.

"That's really handy," said Jessica. "I even have an exception. Would you both like to come over to our house and fuck until it wears you out?"

Well, that was unexpected.

OK, not really that unexpected.

It was the young woman that reacted first.

"Yes, we'd love to," she said. "I'm Maritza. He's Koen. A bit of a dream come true for Koen, I suspect, since he's wanted in my pants for a while and now he'll succeed. If only he had been bold enough to ask."

I think Koen might have passed out briefly. What is impressive is that once she said it, he couldn't keep his eyes off Maritza.

There is more than lust there. They just haven't figured it out yet.

They will.

Koen finally led us outside and we helped move tables together for our group. Outside is really just the sidewalk of the mall with a low wall around it, so you can people watch. But if we, on the inside, can people watch, the people on the outside can people watch us.

Which happened. It might be that there are royals with us.

Nah. It is the tits. It is always the tits in the US. Paris. Nothing. Rome. Nothing.

Tampa. Our tits draw a crowd. So what did we do? Did we challenge them? Stare back?

We ordered cheesecake and ignored them. Why wouldn't we? That worked for a bit, and a lot of people drifted away. Two disparate types of people stayed. The first appreciates the view. They're all ages, genders, and sexual orientations. Come on. Look at our group. They're enjoying the hell out of it.

We like that group. Hell, there's a young guy of about 10 that I might bring home with us.

Then there is the other group. The group that is offended. They are so offended; they've stayed to stare. They would all be in the first group except for the stupidity of their upbringing.

Come on. Tits.

Oh, and a woman just walked up and joined the 10-year-old. With a roughly 11-year-old girl with her.

They're all enjoying the view. I am going to...oops, missed my chance. Cassie is over talking to them. I suppose I should pass the pen.

Hell yes I'm inviting them

"Hi," I said to the mom. "I'm Cassie. Are you all enjoying our tits?" Yeah, I threw it out there for a little shock value.

"I certainly am," said the mom. "Very much. What about you, kids?"

Their stereo moans certainly implied their agreement.

"Awesome," I said. "Do you each have a favorite?"

"An impossible question," said the boy. "Each defines beauty in their own way."

"OK, Talon," said the girl. "That was smooth."

Which led to all four of us laughing.

"But also a little bit of bullshit," said the girl. "You've had Morgan's poster on your wall for as long as I can remember."

"Well, yeah," he said, laughing.

"What about you?" I said to the girl.

"Averie," she said. "Who doesn't love a sexy girl with a cock."

And Mom is just nodding away.

"What about you?" I said to the mom.

"You'd be tough to pass up, Cassie," she said. Well then.

"Awesome," I said. "We're heading back to the house soon. Why don't you join us for cheesecake and then come back with us and we can all get naked and fuck."

We've stopped dancing and have become blunt. More blunt. Well, you get the idea.

Just then a man walked up. A gorgeous man. A man whose laser focus is on the woman.

He noticed the tits. How could he not notice the tits?

But she is his focus.

"Dude," I said. "That's impressive focus."

He laughed.

"My peripheral vision is quite good," he said.

"We're going back to their house and we're all going to spend the afternoon fucking," said the girl.

"Excellent," said the dad. "We'll finally get to play with each other."

Which led to a group moan, including me and Nylah, who was listening in.

That intrigues Talon. And Karina.

As it should.

My name is Talon

My name is Talon, and my sister is Karina. Our parents are Kasey and Cedric. They're right, it will be our first opportunity as a family, but let s be honest. Karina and I have been fucking up a storm since my seventh birthday. She gave me my first blowjob on my fifth. And yes, of course, I got her off, too.

We understand the implications. I wonder if they can all fly like we can.

"Yes," thought Cassie.

Ah. They can read me, too.

I wonder if they all have laser vision?

"No," said Cassie. "And neither do you. There is no yellow sun implication either."

"That's what you get for reading me," I thought, and she laughed in my head. Which is always weird.

I wonder if we should stop and buy whisks?

"Was that a joke or real?" thought Cassie. I just turned and smiled at her.

"Better be real," she thought. "There will be whisks waiting for us."

Might be real. Might not. We'll figure out something fun.

"It's real," thought Karina. "Trust me. Very real."

"I'll have a couple hundred delivered," thought Cassie. "Will that be enough?"

Um, yeah.

We went inside and Morgan was waiting at the desk for us.

I am now proudly walking to the table hard as a rock.

"Nice cock, dude," said Morgan. "You'll have to show me your skills."

I had to stop for a moment and take deep breaths.

"With Sophia," said Morgan.

Barely made it.

Somehow I am sitting between Sophia and Cassie.

Morgan is right across from me.

Oh God.

"Impressive, dude," said Morgan. "Mostly focusing on my face. But come on. Look all you want. You'll see them uncovered soon."

I am now breathing slowly with my eyes closed. I will focus on my birthday cake cheesecake now. Very focused.

Until Jessica walked up and sat on my lap and took a bite of my cheesecake. She took my arm and put it around her waist.

"I wouldn't want to slide off," she said.

She wouldn't slide off if she was impaled on my cock.

"Later," said Jessica. "We'll test it out."

They are torturing me, and I am enjoying every minute of it.

His dreams cum true

Well, Talon is living the dream. Cassie and Sophia. Morgan across. Jessica on his lap. This is Karina.

Me, not so much. The only two cocks are Talon and Dad and one of the two I experience all the time.

Not Dad. Yet.

Today is the day. Oh wait. Averie. Gina. Amai. Juanita.

Tits and a cock. Oh God.

"So Karina," said Nylah, who is directly across from me. The light is shining just right, and she might as well be naked.

"I will be soon enough," said Nylah, with a laugh. "Are you into girls?"

Finally something I can concentrate on. Hell yes I am and damn near every one of my fantasies are here at the table. But we need cock. Lots more cock. Lots and lots.

"Yes, I love girl time, but I admit I like cock more," I said. I thought that would shock her.

It did not.

"Top five," said Nylah. It took me a minute to follow.

I think my moan was helpful.

"Bob, Orlando, Kevin, Tim, Horacio," I said. Nylah nodded.

"Solid choices," she said. "Although I have not personally experienced Tim or Dad yet."

My moan was even louder, which made everyone laugh. You get it, right? It means she has experienced Orlando, Kevin, and Horacio.

"Isn't Orlando 18?" I asked.

"But he used to be 17," said Nylah. "I miss him. Can't wait until I'm 9."

Understandably.

Well, the cheesecake is gone

I am leading the way, walking with Karina. I like Karina. I am going to like Karina. With a whisk. In the library.

Sorry, it felt a little like Clue. Our lives sometimes do. This is Morgan. Oh, I'm walking with Talon, too. Holding his hand. I think he is having to work to not float a few inches off the ground.

It is a compliment. Oh wait. Carlina wants the pen.

A funny story

Carlina, here. I need to be in the journal more. I do! Just to clear up any curiosity, Tegan and I were in Omaha because we were guest models at the HT store.

You enjoyed the visual, didn't you?

We decided to walk the mall a little before we headed back to fuck. Hey, just being honest. Not too long. We have guests. Then again, we'll use up the cocks fast.

Yes, I have to say cocks. Some of our women have them. I enjoy them.

Tits and a cock.

Yay!

Back to the topic at hand. We walked around a corner and I almost mowed down a mall security dude. I am not trying to be rude, but come on, he fits the stereotype so perfectly. A little older. A little chubbier. White as can be. Riding a Segway.

That would have been interesting. If he'd run into me, I would not have been the loser in the collision. That might have been tough to explain. I don't know if it was because of the near miss, but he's pissed. Really pissed.

This will not go well.

For him.

We're powerful young women.

"Hey!" thought Talon, to me.

And men.

"OK then," thought Talon. The kid is powerful. The guard is scoping out our group. He still seems angry though. A part of him reacted, but honestly, not that much to react. Oh, that was just observational. Big or little, I like cock.

A lot.

"Me too," thought Talon.

Oh goody.

Right now it is Morgan, Talon, and me at the front of our group, but everyone is milling around a bit listening.

"You can't do that!" yelled the guard. He yells. Oh great.

"What can't we do?" I asked, all syrupy and shit. He just waved his arm. That was not helpful.

"That was not helpful," I said, politely. I am going to be fucking polite, OK?

"You can't, um, uh, well, you just can't," he said.

Ah. It is the tits.

He's going to have to say it. He is. I am enjoying this way too much. I think Morgan is, too. Her shirt is just a little more sheer than it was. I looked around.

Everyone's is. Our tech, remember?

The mall cop took a deep breath and finally just said it.

"You can't wear shirts like that!" he shouted. Oh my. He should not have worded it that way. He just shouldn't have. I looked at Morgan. I didn't even need to think it to her. She laughed and nodded.

And we both took off our shirts. You had to have seen that coming.

He did not.

He fell off his Segway. Well, dude, sorry about that, but they're just tits. He found himself on the ground, with Morgan and me leaning over him to make sure he was OK.

That did not help the situation. My nipple bumps are pretty fucking impressive.

Morgan's tits are extraordinary. I mean seriously so.

Oh, sorry, dude. Good thing those are dark pants.

Not actually that sorry.

I looked back and our entire group is topless now.

"You have to wear shirts in the mall!" he shouted, from the ground.

"Make up your mind, dude," I said, pulling my shirt back on. Morgan and everyone else did, too. I am not sure that helped much. You can't see that much with me, but Morgan is wearing a crop top. He is looking right up the bottom of her shirt.

It is a nice view.

He finally sat up.

"You can't wear see thru shirts at the mall," he said, in a more normal tone.

"Sure we can," I said. "I'm quite familiar with the dress code of the mall and the opacity of your clothing is not mentioned."

He didn't know what opacity meant. OK, that's an obscure one.

"How see thru they are is not mentioned," I said. He got a thoughtful look on his face.

"I guess it is not," he said. "Well, then enjoy yourselves." With that, he rode off.

That was weird.

Tits good

Oh God. I sound like Groot. Tits good.

Sorry, this is Talon. I'm excited. I'm riding with Morgan!

"Oh, I'll ride you," said Morgan.

Almost lost one.

I admit it was a little startling when all their cars lifted up into the air and shot across Tampa. We steered around the airport and headed towards what I now realize is their house on the school property.

"We're going to Mom and Dad's," said Morgan. "There will be a lot of people there."

Sure, go have a fuck party at your parents. Wait, what?

"Mom and Dad?" I squeaked. Hey, I'm 10. An occasional squeak comes out.

"It's endearing, dude," said Morgan. "Mom and Dad will love you."

"In more ways than you can imagine," added Morgan.

Deep breaths, Talon, deep breaths.

"We gotta get that first one out of the way, so you last longer," said Morgan. "I'll bet you'd love to fuck my tits."

I would, I would. I've never done it. Karina doesn't exactly have fuckable tits yet.

"Sure she does," said Morgan. "Do you know what frotting is?"

Um, yeah. My friend Jorgie and I do it all the time.

"Then you basically frot her nipples," said Morgan. "Hell, you frot one, Jorgie frots the other, you cum all over each other, and Karina licks it up. Then you clean her up."

Sounds like a plan, if only Jorgie was here, too. In their world, he would be our third.

We landed and holy shit. There's Jorgie. I looked at Morgan and she just smiled. Jorgie is standing next to Pari.

Kind of a hero of his. And mine. And Karina's.

"A fivesome with Pari would be fun," said Morgan.

"Maybe," I said. "OK, definitely, but I am very focused on you."

"Poster, got it," said Morgan. "I'll send you home with a better poster. I have a great one of Sophia and me."

"With Orlando," she added.

Barely made it.

"All naked, of course," said Morgan.

Deep breaths.

"Orlando is fucking me," said Morgan.

What?

"Sophia is fucking me in the ass with a double-ended dildo," said Morgan.

You're not helping.

"Pari is kissing me," said Morgan.

Barely made it. Again.

We had landed at an amazing resort.

"Just Mom and Dad's house," said Morgan.

Seriously?

"OK," said Pari. "There are too many innies and not enough outies."

"Orlando!" shouted Pari. OMG. That's Orlando. He turned around and looked at Pari. He is naked. And impressively hard.

I might have swooned.

"Grab Gabe, Luca, and a couple more. Maybe Noah," said Pari. "We need more outies."

"OK," said Orlando. "Not nearly enough."

That's when Horacio, Tim, and Kevin walked up.

And roughly another hundred cocks. And no one has clothes on.

I like it here.

"You know," said Pari, to all four of us. Karina, Mom, Dad, and me.

"We have the extra-large lounge," she said, pointing at the lounge. "You could call a joint gang bang."

"Well," said Cedric. "That would be amazing, but Talon and I are limited."

"Not in the gang bang I am imagining," said Pari.

What? Oh.

OMG.

I was used up alright, but in every single case it involved me being in the middle of a train. Once I couldn't anymore, I just got fucked.

Over and over and over.

They had a process. A rigorous process. Mostly aimed at our getting all the attention.

Everyone fucked all four of us.

Even those with an innie.

And we used up every single whisk.

And even more spatulas.

Life good. OK, I barely sound coherent. Because I am barely coherent.

Karina just climbed up the lounge and laid down on me. We're naked. I believe we might be in heaven. Jorgie is cuddling us both. Only one thing could make it better.

Karina lifted up and looked at me.

"Will you both marry me?" she said.

That was the thing.

Oh look. I'm hard.

"Yes," I said, rolling her onto her back. "I will."

"Oh God, me too," said Jorgie.

Just as I slid into Karina and Jorgie slid into me. Somehow this is different.

Soulmates.

Then we fell asleep. We didn't wake up until morning. Morgan is sitting on a lounge facing us.

Karina, Jorgie, and I are covered with a light blanket.

Morgan got up. Yes, we all watched. Hey, she's naked.

"We're not giving that up just because we're getting married," said Karina. "We're still fucking other people. A lot."

Well sure.

"Take a shower," said Morgan. "Breakfast is a buffet. I'd suggest you find separate bathrooms."

"Why?" asked Karina.

"Because if you don't, you risk starving to death," said Morgan. Huh?

Oh. Oh!

We found separate bathrooms. Still naked though. We wandered into the kitchen and there was someone making bacon. A lot of bacon.

"Uh, Talon, that's Queen Amy," said Karina.

Queen Amy is making bacon. Naked.

Our lives have taken a positive turn.

"There's an omelet chef outside," said Queen Amy. "Can you carry that platter of bacon to her?" She pointed with her spatula.

Finally, a spatula used for its primary purpose. Queen Amy shook her head no.

"For its alternative purpose," said Queen Amy. "And it is just Amy. Go eat a good breakfast and find me. We can have a fivesome with Bob."

Yes, we all moaned. Then two people walked into the kitchen. Naked. Holding hands.

Queen Pari and Queen Rylee. They're pretty famous.

"And pretty damn sexy," said Karina. I thought that was implied.

"What about us?" said Pari. "Can we join you?"

"Sure," said Amy. "But we'll need a lot more cock."

"We'll round some up," said Rylee. "Go eat."

They'll round up some cock.

"Sure," said Amy. "There are a lot of people here. You can pretty much have your choice."

"Tomas," said Karina.

I'm just a noddin'. Karina looked at me.

"Well, Amai and Juanita were fun," I said. Well they were!

Jorgie is just nodding. I'm not sure he can speak. I get it.

"Yeah, good choices," said Queen Amy. "And remember it is just Amy."

Can everyone read me?

"Yes," said Amy and Karina. Amy let out a laugh and said it.

"That's really a thing?" said Karina. Amy came around the counter and walked over to Karina. Amy pulled Karina in for a kiss.

That. Was. Amazing.

That's when Mom and Dad walked in. Naked. And simply covered with cum. Not just Mom. In fact, Dad has more cum on him.

"Cleanup!" I yelled. Ah. So did Karina. She reacted faster than I did.

Oh no, I am forced to kiss my soulmate. Luckily I am pretty strong for my age. You see, she fainted. Which does not surprise you.

Then we cleaned off Mom and Dad. We took turns. Dad recovered.

And fucked me.

Then he fucked Karina.

Then Mom. Then Jorgie. Well done, Dad.

My order, too. Dad, Karina, Jorgie, Mom.

Then Karina again.

We finally laid back on the big lounge.

"I think I like this world," said Mom.

Which seemed like a good time for Rylee to walk up. Then she handed us each something.

Our passports.

"We have some houses to show you in the Dionysus community," said Rylee. Did you know they have miles of shoreline?

Wait, what?

What an end to an amazing day. We move in tomorrow.

Tonight we're staying here. So we can fuck some more.

Yay!

And to think, we just wanted cheesecake.

We never go to that mall.

We picked a good day.

Omaha was fun

Omaha was a lot of fun. I mean seriously so. I think we mentioned that we were guest modeling at the HT store. We like to do it and we love to do it in towns where it makes people's heads explode.

That would be Omaha. Carlina, here.

The store is actually in the Westroads Mall. Another Pari mall. Hunter and Tomas decided to try to revive malls. I do have to laugh though because there is a Cheesecake Factory.

Cheesecake two days in a row. Except yesterday we got it to go, and I ate mine off of Tegan.

Can you imagine how she ate hers? Off Remei.

Now, remember back to when we met Karlee and Alena. There was a throwaway reference to a Karlee store in Omaha.

It is the flagship store. Right next door and connected to the HT.

Why does that matter?

Well, Tegan and I couldn't exactly model Karlee's line, now could we?

So we're traveling with Remei and Averie. So Tegan, Averie, and I are all 10. Remei is the old woman of 13.

See why it might be a touch controversial?

We stayed at the Omaha Marriott. No suites in the Omaha Marriott. Just two connecting rooms with king-size beds. We'll make do. At least it has an indoor pool for four sexy girls to enjoy.

That's going to be interesting, too. Oh, we'll wear tops.

Silly as they are.

We got in late in the afternoon on Friday. Nothing special about the day. We're trying to be a little less obvious so we landed at the Target. We dropped our SUV out of the plane. Remei is driving. Well, she's the oldest, right? She also has nice B cups now, in a crop top and no bra.

She's stunning.

We're all in simple shorts. Exercise shorts and not even extreme. We're wearing crop tops, which is a thing with girls our age. They're a little tight, but not crazy tight.

Nipple bumps.

I just had to put that out there. Ha! Put our nipple bumps out there.

Telling Bob.

He will reward us all. All at once. In a little personal orgy.

You're welcome.

Now, we're just driving a simple Ford Expedition. We usually drive Lincoln Navigators for the simple reason that they have adjustable pedals. The Expedition, even though it is the same vehicle, didn't. The problem is that a Lincoln screams a different message than a Ford.

It just does.

So Belen fixed it. It is handy when your 12-year-old friend runs most of the car manufacturers in the world.

We should have invited Belen.

We pulled up to the hotel and self-parked. Valet parking with four sexy young girls has issues. They challenge us. I am not sure what it is about valets, but they always doubt little girls driving big SUVs.

Even in our sexy crop tops.

I am not even sure there is valet parking. A mid-tier Midwest hotel doesn't scream valet parking. I am not sure why I am focused on valet parking.

We each have a backpack, so we threw them over our shoulders and headed into the hotel. One thing about a backpack and a crop top is that it pulls that top tight.

Just rubbing on the nipples. You can imagine what happens.

We all have nice nipples.

Oh, the nice nipples seemed to have inspired something else to pop.

Nice cocks, girls.

We did what we always do. We ignored it. If you want to stare at our various exciting body parts, feel free to do so.

We walked inside to discover freaking bedlam.

Yes, a favorite word that has not seen much use recently.

There must be 400 kids running around in the lobby. No, that's not fair. They were milling about. There is a difference. They were all being quite good. About an equal mix of boys and girls, all dressed in football uniforms. Oh, wait. The US.

Soccer uniforms.

Easily half had soccer balls.

I am beginning to suspect it is related to the sport of soccer. See how intuitive I am?

Which is right when Belen walked up. Wearing a soccer uniform.

Kidding. She's in shorts and a crop top.

Freaking stunning.

"So why are we here?" said Belen. "Is it related to this?" She kind of nodded at all the kids.

"No," said Tegan. "We're here to model at the HT and Karlee stores."

The fact that Belen moaned is not even surprising.

"OK," said Belen. "Although I admit I'm probably the first auto executive CEO to model at an HT store."

"You sure about that?" I said. "Mary loves to do it."

Mary is the CEO of GM.

The look on Belen's face was priceless.

"Kidding," I said. "Well, I guess technically I don't know if I am kidding."

We all took a moment to imagine Mary in HT lingerie and only HT lingerie. We all like Mary.

Yes, like. She's not exactly bashful about it.

OK, that might be an unnecessary tangent. But fun!

"So what are all the kids here for?" asked Remei. "Besides the obvious."

"Soccer tournament," said Belen. "I got here a little early. Midwest regional competitive soccer clubs. U10, U11, and U12. Eight boys teams and eight girls teams at each level."

For those unfamiliar, the U is under. In other words, a huge group of 9-, 10-, and 11-year-olds.

Oh God.

And that's when it happened. We're not sure who, but they recognized at least one of our group. You heard the swell of voices. Starting near us and spreading. We get it. We don't love it, but we get it. We tolerate it because, well, what choice do we have? It is a price we pay for the lives we live, and the tradeoff is worth it. What is our other choice? Stay only in Dionysus having crazy sex all the time?

OK, that's not a bad alternative. But that's not the life we want to live. So we did what we always do. We ignored it. We started to head to the front desk to check in when we heard a voice.

"Excuse me," said the voice. A soft voice. We stopped and looked and it is a small girl. A surprisingly small girl.

"Hi," she said. "My name is Piper. Pardon the intrusion, but one can be hopeful. Given this is a Dionysus owned property, is there any way to open things up to your rules to cover all of us during the tournament?"

Well, that's bold. Fun, but bold.

"Maybe," said Tegan. "But it is a big ask. It would require 100% parental approval. We can't enforce it for part of the group. They'd have to sign the forms we use for schools."

"Oh, I can get that done," she said, with a smile.

Really.

"OK, you asked a question," said Averie. "Now it is my turn. Are you the sibling of one of the players or just small?"

Piper laughed. She's cute when she laughs. Which made her laugh more and then just vibrate.

Ah. A powerful one.

It was fun to watch. That's when her doppelganger walked up.

Almost.

Oh, he walked up. He is just not exactly her doppelganger. You know. That penis thing.

"Perhaps I should introduce my twin brother, Pierce," she said. Then she pulled him in for a kiss.

I learned three things. Me!

"Last one in public until you get those forms," said Tegan, with some heat, which just made Piper laugh again. And vibrate again.

"OK," she said. Then she hopped up onto a table and let out a whistle. An Amy-class whistle. The entire place dropped to silence and turned.

Well done, Piper. Then again, they might have expected something else. You know what a whistle means in our world.

"Parents meeting in five minutes in the ballroom," shouted Piper. "Attendance required."

The she hopped down.

"Oh," said Piper. "We're 7. We play on a U9 team."

They must be good. Which got me a smile from both Pierce and Piper.

Smiled me into the ground.

I like these kids.

"We have the ballroom for the entire tournament as a hangout," said Piper. "We should head that way. Would you mind joining us?"

With that, without waiting for an answer, she took off at speed. Oh, we followed her, enjoying her cute little ass.

Hey, a girl notices.

We went down a hall and she weaved in and out of what were clearly the parents. We got to the room, and she went right to the front and stood behind the podium.

On a stool that was already there.

"There's a stool," said Remei.

"I knew I'd need the stool," said Piper.

Of course she did.

Finally it appeared everyone was in the room, and she waved to have the doors closed. She waved the five of us to the front and when we turned around it started.

The moan.

A girl enjoys a good moan.

"OK," said Piper. "Here's the deal. We're in a Dionysus owned property, which you all know. I have agreement that if 100% of the parents sign the permission forms used by the schools then for the entire weekend the rules of Dionysus will apply in the hotel."

That first moan was a whisper in comparison. Piper finally waved them down.

"But that 100% is important," said Piper. "I am not putting any pressure on anyone. That's not how it works. If there is anyone that objects, please raise your hand and I'll thank my new friends from Dionysus, and we'll be done. No coercion."

We all looked around and no one raised their hand. Piper nodded and Pierce pulled a big box out from under the podium and started passing out forms and pens.

Permission forms. That were already printed and under the podium. With pens.

"You play with more than Pierce," I said.

"A girl likes to have fun," she laughed. "But we're careful."

I let it slide for now.

Parents kept coming up and handing Pierce signed forms and he stacked them on a table.

"OK," he said. "That's all of them. There are 477 signed forms."

"Wait," said Belen. "There should be 512."

I do not know why Belen knows that. Which just got me a smile. Give me a moment to stop vibrating.

"Siblings," said Pierce.

For some reason that made us all moan.

"That many?" said Remei. "That's almost the entire hotel."

"Every room except two," said Piper, with a smirk.

Ah.

"I texted to reschedule us for Monday at the stores," said Remei. She held up her phone. "They said we'd been moved to Monday a week ago."

Piper snorted and then laughed and shrugged.

Liking this kid.

"Well," said Piper, in about six syllables. "The forms are all signed. Perhaps you'd all want to like Pierce and me even more. A girl gets excited about tits and a cock."

"Yay!" shouted the entire room.

It might be a coincidence of timing.

Piper slowly shook her head no.

That's when two adults walked up. It does not take powers to know they are Piper and Pierce's parents. It isn't just the resemblance either. It is the confidence.

OK, they're also sexy as fuck.

"Hi," said the woman. "I'm Tatum and this is my husband, Russell. I suspect you figured out we're Piper and Pierce's parents."

Ah shit.

Which made Piper laugh.

"No," said Piper. "Nothing to worry about. The extent of their involvement is pretending they don't know what happens in our bedrooms."

Tatum and Russell are particularly stoic right now.

Well played.

"So do the rules just apply to the rooms or the entire hotel?" asked Pierce.

"The entire hotel," I said.

Which is why we're all watching Piper bounce on Averie and Tegan bounce on Pierce.

And then it got crazy. Really crazy.

But just for an hour. There are games to play, and these kids are surprisingly focused. Fuck yes, we attended the games. We even put on different clothes. Modest shorts and polos.

Sometimes you don't want to attract attention.

Just to recap. Carlina, Tegan, Averie, Remei, Belen.

You're welcome. I suppose that comes off as cocky but look at that list.

I'm going to look at the list. Naked. In person.

We got to the soccer complex and parked and walked in. Yes, we know there was a buzz. Apparently someone alerted the media, because a film crew quickly walked up.

"Star59 news," she said, into her mic. "Could we have a moment for an interview?"

"No," I said. "We're not the news here. This is an exciting soccer tournament and we're here to watch and enjoy the games. We're not the news here."

"But you're royals! From Dionysus!" said the newswoman.

"Yes," said Tegan. "Would you approach Prince William this aggressively?"

"Sure," she said. "But Prince William is not at a soccer tournament in Omaha."

I just nodded and she turned.

Sorry, dude. But your resemblance to Prince William just got her off our backs. She is literally running. The poor camera guy is having to run, too.

She is not holding a wireless mic. She is about to pull him over.

"Hey," said Remei. "I want an ice cream bar." She pointed at the concession stand.

I would pay money to watch Remei eat a dripping ice cream bar naked.

"We'll stop at the grocery on the way back," said Remei. Fuck yeah, we will.

We all walked over, and the line was pretty long. The games didn't start for a bit, so we got in line.

We don't cut.

"I think that poor girl is running the concession stand all by herself," said Averie. The girl working the window looked a little frazzled and I sure didn't see anyone else in there.

It was Belen that took the initiative. Oh, we followed her.

You know the reason.

To help! Yeah, yeah, cute little ass, too.

She wound around and walked through the back door. The young woman at the window spoke before she turned.

"You can't be in here," she said.

"We're volunteers here to help," said Belen.

"Finally," spit out the young woman, who turned.

"Somehow I suspect you are not the original volunteers," she said, so softly. Well played, Laycie. Yes, nametag.

That's when I noticed a stack of blank nametags and a Sharpie.

We all have name tags now.

Averie and I each opened up another window and the others started doing food prep.

We didn't see a single game.

It was freaking busy.

Laycie laughed.

"They're all coming to see you and feel obligated to buy something," she said. "I can't tell you how much I appreciate the help."

We stayed there all day.

It was fun! Laycie is cool, too. She's 15. She wasn't supposed to be alone but the volunteers that failed to show up were all adults.

Asshats.

Finally we shut down and started to clean up.

"I can do cleanup," said Laycie. "You can go."

We all just kind of stared at her.

Laycie laughed.

"You wouldn't do that, would you?" said Laycie. We all just shook our heads no.

"So what happens to the concession money?" asked Belen.

"Half goes to the city to run the complex. Half goes to the teams playing that day," said Laycie. "My brother is on a U12 team."

We forgot the siblings.

"I thought of it," thought Piper, to me. "All their forms are signed, too."

OK then.

"Before you close the register," said Belen. "Can I buy a water?"

I can guess exactly what she is doing. You see, there is a line to tip.

Belen filled it in.

Laycie then started to shut down the register.

"Um, we seem to be off," said Laycie. "Shit. I've got to figure this out."

"I don't think you're off," said Belen. Laycie laughed.

"Well, given it says we made over ten million dollars today, I'm going with off," said Laycie.

Belen shook her head no. Laycie got a funny look and then got it. She turned and typed something in.

"You left a ten-million-dollar tip on a bottle of water," said Laycie.

"Well, it was nice and cold," said Belen, tilting the bottle up to drink. But she was looking at Laycie.

Why does that matter?

Because Belen accidentally poured about half the bottle onto her own shirt. A nice polo. White.

Which used to be opaque.

Belen is not wearing a bra. We can tell.

Glorious. Accidental, but glorious.

Laycie has a nice moan.

"Want to ride back to the hotel with us?" said Tegan. "There's going to be a giant orgy."

"Well, that sounds good," said Laycie.

And it was.

"Who is doing concessions tomorrow?" asked Averie.

"Still me," said Laycie, cheerfully.

"We'll have helpers here for you," said Averie.

Yes we will.

But now we're off to an orgy. It is with a large group of people outside Dionysus, so we'll just share it was freaking amazing.

I can personally attest that Laycie enjoyed it. Then again I can personally attest that Piper and Pierce did, too. With Laycie. And Grant. Laycie's brother. U12 team, remember?

Fuck that

I'm telling some of the story and given I am, you can easily infer that not all of us are outside Dionysus anymore.

This is Piper.

At least a little of the story. You see, we met Laycie and her brother Grant. Who is 11.

And fucking sexy. And sexy fucking.

So the four of us put on an exhibition. I'm on my knees over Laycie. You know the position. Grant is just pounding me. Pierce is doing the golden arches with Laycie who appears to be really enjoying herself. I doubt my fingers and tongue had anything to do with it.

Uh huh.

Should I mention that Averie is fucking Grant. The crowd appears to really appreciate that.

A lot.

Five of us in one little mini orgy. Once the crowd started to understand the positions they all got into groups. Oh, there's Dad fucking Carlina. I am sure he is enjoying that. Mom is under Carlina, and a young man is fucking her. Don't know him. She's enjoying it.

The revelation is Remei is fucking Dad. He is really getting into it. My impression is that it is not the first time he has been fucked in the ass.

You go, Dad.

It was a wonderful afternoon.

Just wonderful.

I can't wait until I am nine. Oh, and before you ask, yes Dad got to fuck Carlina.

He got pretty excited.

Workin' the concession stand

I'm off to work at a concession stand in Omaha, Nebraska. Luckily our planes have a good nav system. I have no idea where that is.

Does anyone? Oh, that was rude. Sorry.

I brought my crew to work. Oh, this is Pari. I brought Bob, Amy, Rylee, and Luke. No particular reason it is Luke, but he's heard of Nebraska, so that seems good.

We're also working at the HT store on Monday.

Whee!

OK, we'll join the post-tournament orgy, too. Duh.

We drove over from the hotel. Yes, it is still full. No we could not get rooms. We'll squeeze into the two King beds. Just ten of us, right?

OK, maybe a fold out couch, too.

We got here a little early and pulled in and parked. We walked over and the back door to the concession was open, so we walked in. There is one young woman doing setup.

"Hi, you must be Laycie," I said. "We're your crew for the day."

"Great!" she said. "One sec."

She finished what she was doing and turned around.

"Hmm," she said. "Might be overkill for a concession stand in Omaha, but the help is appreciated."

Well played, Laycie, well played.

"We're just filling time until the orgy," said Rylee.

"Ah," said Laycie. "Me too, me too. My last chance."

God, I hate the rest of the world.

"We'll see," said Bob. "There's a reason we're here."

"Beyond helping me out?" said Laycie.

"Well," said Amy. "Sort of. Yes, we're here to help with the concession stand but they met you for a reason."

"Are you local to Omaha?" I asked.

"Yep," she said.

"Public schools?" I asked.

"Still yep," she said. "Too bad you don't own them."

"About that," I said, and she smiled.

"Guess I'll miss the show at the HT and Karlee stores," she said, with a laugh.

"Nah," I said. "You're one of the guest models. We'll buy the schools on Tuesday."

"Yeah, who would want to see me in lingerie?" said Laycie.

You damn well know we all raised our hands. It clearly startled Laycie.

"Me?" said Laycie. "Me? I'm nothing special."

"You were a volunteer to help out a bunch of adults that never showed up," said Amy. "Most kids would have just walked away. You didn't. You're special."

"And pretty freaking sexy," added Rylee.

"That too," laughed Amy. "That too."

You can imagine the second one.

"Really," said Laycie. "I just don't see it."

"You will," I said. "Being part of Dionysus will help."

Laycie laughed.

"I'm not part of Dionysus," she said.

"What are we doing Tuesday?" I asked.

"Oh my God," she said. "I'm part of Dionysus."

And we all got to work. It was a lot of work and a lot of fun. Bob left the last tip of the day.

Which can't surprise you.

"You're tipping a hundred million dollars to a local soccer club," said Laycie.

Bob gave her his best smile.

Rylee and I caught her.

It happens.

She was waking back up and looked down. Amy is cleaning up the puddle.

"Oh no," said Laycie. "Let me do that. I'm so sorry."

"I've got it," laughed Amy. "It's a pretty frequent occurrence in our world."

"A world I would enjoy," said Laycie.

"A world you already enjoy," I said.

"Whee!" said Laycie. "I'm supposed to be direct, right?"

We all nodded.

"Can we all get naked together?" said Laycie. "Please?"

"Oh sure," said Amy.

"Really? That worked?" said Laycie.

"In Dionysus it would work with everyone," said Rylee. "You're a perfect age. From Bill and Jessica on up."

Guess who just ran in. They each took one of her hands and led her out of the concession stand.

The rest of us stayed to clean up.

I'm pretty sure her experience was amazing. I should know. It always is.

I'm a caring mom.

Laycie and I bought the schools on Tuesday. It was celebrated citywide. Omaha might be a little bit different place now.

Modeling

We're finally modeling. Carlina, here. Tegan, Averie, Remei, Belen, and me. Pari and Rylee stayed, too. Laycie joined us, too. Why wouldn't the Superintendent of Schools? OK, not yet. Tomorrow.

Well, that's a win.

Very much so.

We all got to the store early so we could pick out what we're wearing. When we went in we found out the founders are here today, too.

Hunter, Tomas, Karlee, and Alena.

Well, that's a win.

Hunter is wearing a Skull and Bones peek-a-boo brief. Not a lot of material. A mesh in the front that lets you see everything. There is no back. That's the peek-a-boo part. Hunter has a very fine ass. They're also great for getting fucked in the ass.

Which Hunter enjoys. Kind of a thing in our world.

Tomas is wearing the Almost Nothing Strap from Modern Undies. I'm not sure it even has a point other than to show his cock off nicely. A little elastic that goes around his legs and some that goes around his cock and balls. Around. Doesn't cover a thing.

Very nice.

The two of them will likely put their outfits to good use. You get my point, right? Nothing blocking Hunter's ass. Nothing blocking Tomas' cock.

Whee!

Karlee took a different approach. Rather than tucking her cock, she's wearing the Uncensored G-string from Good Devil. Basically a crotchless G-string. As in her cock is just out there.

That's all she is wearing. Topless.

OMG.

Alena went a different route. She's wearing a sheer lingerie crop top. Very sheer. Very sexy.

It is also all she is wearing.

Well, Karlee and Alena, don't you know.

"You have it wrong," said Tomas. "The pairing."

Oh. God.

Tomas and Alena.

Karlee and Hunter.

Primal.

We all walked around and found equally scandalous panties and G-strings.

No I didn't mention tops.

Why would I mention tops?

Oh wait, Laycie found a top. A cute sports bra.

A sheer sports bra. I like that sports bra. I will buy that sports bra.

Oh, did I mention that at the end of a day where anyone from the inner circle models, they auction off our outfits. Not outfits like ours. The outfits we wore. For charity.

It raises a lot of money. It's a little weird. Not a lot weird.

We had a great day. We modeled. We were cashiers. We helped people choose outfits. I think people might have made a little more risqu choice because of us. Word got around, too. How do I know?

Because parents started bringing their kids in. To buy sexy lingerie. Including their kids that are trans. Maybe especially their kids that are trans.

Wait until they find out about the wrestling rooms.

Tomorrow.

The day went well. It ended with a demonstration on the small stage.

Remember how I mentioned the peek-a-boo part of Hunter's outfit and how Tomas' cock is out there?

Uh huh.

Not with each other. I told you the pairings.

Tomas and Alena.

Karlee and Hunter.

Primal.

Well, they need a house

I'm not sure they know they're soulmates quite yet.

"Of course we do," said Grant, from the back seat. "We just never thought it could come true."

Laycie is in the passenger seat, just nodding.

Well, that's good. This is Pari. I stayed behind to help them find a house. Ya gotta have a house. Nothing fancy to this story. I was just curious if they knew they were soulmates.

OK, I love a good christening.

"I can't believe how cheap houses are here," I said. "I think this one is perfect and not far."

Given we're flying in a nice GLS63, nothing is super far.

"Is that the lake?" said Laycie.

"Yeah, it is on the lake," I said. "We like the lake."

"All the houses on the lake are huge and expensive," said Grant.

"No they're not," I said. "This one is only 14,000 square feet. Only six bedrooms. Tiny. Although Bob will like helping you fill the 24 garages."

Now they're staring.

"Stop thinking like you live outside Dionysus," I said. "Laycie, you're in the inner circle!"

"What?" squeaked Laycie.

"Who gave you those earrings?" I asked.

Laycie kind of played with the earrings.

"Carlina," she said. "She said she'd tell me more about them later, but I think she forgot. They're awful nice fakes."

"Not fakes," I said. "They're inner circle earrings. They're also scannable and have no limit. You won't get a bill for anything. Want another house? Go buy one. A car? Airplane? Country?"

"Did you just say country?" said Grant. "Country?"

"Sure," I said. "If you think you should buy it, then you should buy it."

"Well, I've always wanted to go to Italy," said Laycie.

"Well, that's pretty easy now that you have an S-88," I said.

Now they're staring. Yeah, yeah, you've read this part, but damn it is fun.

We landed at the house. No realtor. Don't need one. I already bought it. If they don't like it, I do.

We walked through the house and ended in the master bedroom.

"For us," said Laycie.

I explained how the app works.

Now they're a little stunned.

And she already has a phone.

One room for them. One spare. Four in the app.

We set it up and clicked save.

It took ten minutes.

Bob, Amy, and Rylee. Bedroom 1.

Leslie, Hunter, and Hallie. Bedroom 2.

Ruby, Tomas, Tavi, Amara. Bedroom 3.

Carlina, Gabe, Luca, Tegan. Bedroom 4.

I'm in bedroom 1.

"No you're not," said Laycie, in a guttural voice.

How sweet.

We spent the weekend. All of us.

Omaha is more fun than I realized.

Not sure how we started this story in Tampa and ended in Omaha. Out of order.

It's been a fun time.

The story started with our tits and cheesecake.

Whee!

I just want to see him again

Total change to the story and, honestly, kind of sad. Sorry. I know I can't talk with him or interact in any way. I know that. I know the rules. I can use a personal cloak and he'll never know I am there.

I just want to see him.

TJ. My big brother. My first.

This is Morgon.

TJ died. You know that. It still makes me sad, but he died doing a dream -- going in space.

And somehow, the world of those of us remaining changed. I just wish TJ could be here with us. I do.

What's really sad, and it hurts me every day, is that a team in Dionysus discovered a combination of surgery and medications that is a cure for TJ's condition.

A cure.

Just too late.

Fuck.

But maybe that's why we're in the world of Dionysus. It was TJ's case that triggered their research. Mom and Dad gave them access to every record we and the medical team had. They freaking bought IU Health, which includes Riley Hospital for Children, so they would have better access to the doctor's that provided TJ's care.

And they cured it.

Just too late.

TJ would be happy though. He would know that his death led to others living. He would have viewed it as a fair trade.

I don't. I never will. Now, that doesn't mean I'm not happy about it. A cure!

My buddy Nan is helping me personally. I suspect she is doing it more to be here when I return. So she can comfort me.

In ways your friends might not comfort you.

I do appreciate that Max is here, too.

We'll all comfort each other.

Repeatedly.

If you remember, TJ was 12 and I was 6. But he'd been sick for quite a while. I went back farther. His team won the city championship in soccer when he was 9. I don't remember the game at all. After all, I was 3.

Yes, I know Bill and Jessica were already in college.

Anyway.

Just in case, I'm in period appropriate clothing. It was only six years ago, so not a big change. No hoop skirts or petticoats.

But I'll stay cloaked.

I got in my S-88 and I'm ready to go. I'm not sure anyone ever mentioned it, but our planes can jump through time, too. We don't know if we'll ever need it, but it is an escape route that an enemy is unlikely to have.

Nan helped me program everything properly.

OK, she told me the date and location of the game. Then Nan got off the plane. I popped over the edge of the soccer complex and ran down the stairs. I'm cloaked and so is the plane, so no one noticed. I sent the plane off, but it is just going to float up high. Higher than aircraft.

It's not like there is a space station or other space planes.

I walked around the field and holy shit there they were.

Mom, Dad, TJ, and me.

Me.

I was a pretty freaking cute 3-year-old.

Well I was. I'm on a blanket playing with dolls. I remember those dolls. I still have those dolls.

TJ is joking with his teammates. They're clearly pretty hyped up. After all, this is the league championship game. TJ was the middle forward. He was the leading scorer in the league and led the league in assists.

He was a great athlete.

Pardon me while I cry a little more.

The game was about to start, and TJ and another player went out to the center of the field for the coin flip. I don't think I knew he was a team captain. I'm not surprised. He was a natural leader. I learned so much from him. More than anything else, I learned how to be a good person. TJ never fell into the trap that so many successful kids do. That they're better than others. That they can abuse the less fortunate. He just didn't.

Holy shit. I'd forgotten Dale. He's standing with my parents. He just sat down on the blanket and started playing dolls with me. My smile says I liked that. I have got to find Dale. You see, Dale has Down's Syndrome. He was TJ's best friend and I've left him behind.

Shit.

Can you imagine that? Number 1 in his class academically. Best athlete in the school.

His best friend has Down's. TJ was Dale's savior in so many ways.

Fuck.

Well, I suppose that's an option.

I'll hold that thought until I return to the future. That sentence is simply unbelievable. I time traveled to see my brother play. Time traveled.

Dionysus is crazy.

The game started and was clearly the championship game. It was fierce. Dale and I weren't watching. We were playing with dolls. I know Mom and Dad brought him to the games a lot mostly to give his mom a break. He was at our house a lot for the same reason. Davia is a single mom, or at least was. I know nothing about them now.

I am truly pissed at myself. Then again, TJ had been sick for a long time and lost touch with his friends, including Dale. I think I was probably 4 when I saw him last.

Oh, oh, TJ's team is advancing the ball fast. He passed to the left wing. The opposing goalie shifted, expecting a shot. He passed it back to TJ who placed the shot in the absolute upper right of the goal. There was no defense for that shot. None.

It ended up being the final score. I stayed for the whole game and cried during most of it.

I'm finding Dale. He would be 15 now.

I stayed long enough for the celebration and award ceremony. I didn't remember that they asked TJ to speak for the team. He started off by thanking his opponents for a hard-fought game. He thanked his teammates for making the game competitive. He called out to his friend for the assist. He thanked the parents and the coaches and all the volunteers. He didn't take credit for anything. He got a standing ovation from both teams.

I'm finding Dale.

I finally walked back to my plane and returned to my house. Nan and Max were there. With Colby.

Which honestly doesn't surprise me. I want to find Dale. Colby can find Dale. So Colby is there.

I walked into the room, and I think I surprised them. It wasn't a shattered look they saw. I'm past that now. It will always be a hole in my life, but it happened, and I can't change that. Hell, if I could go back and share the treatment to save him, I sure as fuck would. Don't get me wrong. I thought about it. I even talked about it with Nan. I know I can't but fuck I wish I could.

"OK," I said to the group. "I want to find TJ's best friend. I cannot believe I didn't before. I'm frustrated and embarrassed with myself. That's why you're here Colby. Let's find him and his mom. They lived in a seriously crappy apartment and I'm afraid their lives went downhill. Dale is a good guy who has Down's. I can help him. Let's find him and then fuck until we can't. Then I'll go see him."

No one challenged me. Colby pulled out his phone and I told him everything I knew. He's pretty adorable. Focused on his phone, unfolded into a tablet, which is tongue sticking out a little Michael Jordan style.

"Found him," said Colby. "His mom is still not married but they sure don't live in a crappy apartment. They live in a very nice home in your old neighborhood."

"That can't be," I said. "Davia is a waitress. They couldn't afford that."

Colby held up a finger and went back to typing. Then he smiled.

"Your parents bought it for them," said Colby. "They provide a monthly living stipend, too that is pretty generous."

Now, that made me cry. My parents are good people, too. TJ was a great kid because my parents taught him how to be a great kid.

"You're pretty special, too," said Max, softly. He walked over and pulled my T-shirt over my head.

That's when the small orgy started. Everyone focused on me. Everyone. Colby and Max wore out from it all. Nan didn't. We all finally ended up laying back in my big bed.

"I want to see them," I said.

"I'll go with you," said Max. I just nodded. I need his support. We're in Indianapolis at my house on the lake, so it isn't far away. It's a Saturday, so maybe they'll even be at home. Max and I headed outside. Nan and Colby stayed behind.

Oh look, Colby recovered. They're cute together. Fantastic in bed, too.

I love our world. I miss TJ.

This might surprise you, but I even let Max drive. Shocker. We took my Urus. Low-key ride, right? It's about a ten-mile drive. We didn't drive. We flew. It's getting to be a common sight around Indy now. People still point and stare, but they know it is someone associated with Dionysus.

We landed down the street and found the house and pulled into the driveway behind a very nice X7M.

"That's Davia's," said Max. Of course it is. We got out and walked up to the front door and rang the bell. The door opened.

Dale is a bit of a hunk now.

"You came to see me!" he said, just so excited. He pulled me into a hug and spun me around. I freaking love it. I heard a voice from the other room while I was spinning.

"Who is it Dale?" said Davia.

"Morgon came to see me!" said Dale, just so freaking excited. Davia walked in. She's drying her hands on a kitchen towel and has a bemused expression.

We see that expression a lot in our world.

"I'm Dale," said Dale, to Max, holding out his hand. Max shook his hand.

"I'm Max," said Max. "I'm Morgon's husband."

"Husband!" said Dale. "But you're a little girl!"

Dale is so freaking excited. Yes in that way, too.

It was a good hug.

"I suppose I am," I said. "But I am married. Max is the best thing in my life."

"You both saved our planet," said Dale, with such sincerity. "I'm so sorry about your brother."

Max just nodded. We both lost a brother. It isn't foundational in our relationship, but it is something we share.

"I am so sorry I didn't come to see you before," I said.

"You were 6 when he died," said Davia. "I'm surprised you even remember us. We hadn't even seen you for a couple years."

Probably not the time to tell them about time travel.

"You were there," said Dale, softly.

Wait, what?

"At the championship game," said Dale. "Not then you. Now you. I was playing with dolls with you. I liked playing dolls with you. But now you was watching. You came off your plane. An S-88. I don't think other people could see it. I don't think they could see you either. That's why I didn't talk to you. I didn't think I should."

Holy mother of God.

He can see through cloaks.

"He s right isn't he?" said Davia. "You can do it. You can time travel, but you did something so no one could see you. But Dale could."

Which is exactly when Nan walked in the door.

"Hi," she said to Dale and Davia.

"You're Nan," said Dale. "You're a Goddess."

"I'm so sorry," said Davia. "He doesn't always have a filter."

"It was the nicest compliment I have ever received," said Nan. "I have been called many things, but never a Goddess. Thank you. You're sweet."

"She said I was sweet, Mom," said Dale. "She said I was sweet. Nan. Nan!"

"He has your poster at the end of his bed, with Tegan," said Davia.

"Mom gives me private time so I can masturbate," said Dale, proudly. Davia looks mortified.

"I like to masturbate to that poster, too," said Max. "Is it from the awards ceremony?"

"Yes," said Dale. "They're so beautiful. All dressed up."

Max waved Davia off to the side. I guarantee I know why. I heard Davia laugh.

"I'll get you a better poster," said Max. "They're naked. Would you prefer with or without Orlando fucking Tegan?"

Being a little blunt there dude.

"Oh my, oh my," said Dale. "With, with!"

Which is likely why Orlando just walked in, carrying a poster tube.

With Tegan.

"Just flooding our house with Dale's heroes," said Davia, with a smile.

"Any others?" I asked.

"Queen Pari," said Dale, with clear lust. My turn to talk to Davia.

Just as Pari walked in the front door. In booty shorts and a bikini top. A top which is not particularly well positioned to cover what it is supposed to cover.

I pulled Davia to the side.

"We need to understand where your head is," I said.

"Because you'll all get naked with Dale?" said Davia. "Feels like a win for him."

I just waited. She needs to wrap her head around it.

She laughed.

"Trust me," said Davia. "I have plenty of Dionysus friends. I'm not joining in today. This should be Dale's day. But if you decide to come back, I might rethink that position."

"Because I am adorable," I said, striking a pose. Now we're both laughing. Finally we calmed down.

"You really are," said Davia. You can guess the tone.

"You OK if we take him into space?" I asked and she smiled. Not that big a smile. Barely.

"He would love that. It made him so happy that TJ got to go into space," said Davia. "They'd long shared the same dream."

"You say you have Dionysus friends," I said, and she nodded.

"You could easily have gotten a ride into space," I said.

"I know," she said. "But this is better. Going with you. He missed you. Don't get me wrong, he understands relationships and that you're not available. He's likely happy for you. But he loves you and always will."

I turned back to the group.

"Hey Dale," I said, waiting a moment for his attention. "I love you and always will."

"Ditto," he said.

Somehow that made me cry. TJ and I used to say ditto to each other all the time. I can tell it makes Dale unhappy that I am crying.

So I gave him a hug and he gave me a hug. That's when I realized Davia had slipped out of the room.

Dale realized it, too.

"So who is going to take my virginity?" said Dale.

Pari, Tegan, and I all have our hands in the air.

"Choices, choices," said Dale, with such focus.

"Do you have three in you, Dale?" asked Tegan.

Dale is just nodding.

"Then you really don't have to choose, do you?" said Tegan. "I suppose one of us is first, but then we're second and third, too."

"Will you fuck me, too, Orlando?" said Dale. "I like things in my butt."

"We thought we'd do this," I said. "Let's go into space. Your first time should be memorable. Space is memorable."

"Would you be my first, Morgon?" said Dale. "Please."

And I was. Me, Tegan, Pari, Orlando, Nan, me.

Yes six.

Yes, one for Orlando.

Dale insisted Orlando share, too.

Dale, me, Pari, Tegan, Dale, Dale.

No Nan for Orlando.

Pretty sure Dale had a good day.

"I did, I did!" he shouted.

"We have some things to figure out," said Nan.

That we do. How could he see through the cloak?

Well, we wore them out. We might as well talk about that.

I guess. You can imagine the tween whine.

Cloaks

My turn, I guess. This is Nan. Lawrence just joined us. I told him to hold back until I let him know we were done. Nothing against Lawrence. Hell, I'll do him on my ninth birthday. More that the time with Dale should just be us kids. Even Orlando was a little stretch.

In more ways than one. You get that I meant his age and his thick cock, too, right?

Sorry. They're tapped out. I'm not.

Focus, Nan. I should mention we're on the moon.

"So tell us what is going on?" I said to Morgon. Dale jumped in though.

"When I was with little Morgon, now Morgan came to visit. It was at a soccer game. I don't think anyone else saw her, but I could. I could see her S-88, too, although at the time I didn't know what an S-88 was."

"Given it hadn't been invented yet," said Aja. I failed to mention Aja came with Lawrence.

"Anyone have any ideas?" I said.

Aja and Lawrence just shook their heads no.

"You're of absolutely no help," I said to them.

"We will be later," said Aja.

Yes they will. Aja isn't 18 yet, right?

"We're missing someone," said Aja. "We understand the technology part of the problem. We don't understand the people part."

Which is when Bill and Elena walked in.

"So what's up?" said Elena.

Pardon us. There was a pause. Elena and Bill are naked. It is breathtaking.

Elena laughed and pulled her pussy lips apart.

"That didn't help," I said, and she laughed.

"But I have a beautiful pussy," said Elena, laughing.

"You really do," said Dale.

"Thank you, Dale," said Elena.

"No one told you my name," said Dale. "Can you read minds, too?"

Holy shit.

"Why yes, Dale," said Elena. "We all can. Can you?"

"Sure," he said. "Although I've never told anyone. Some people don't have nice thoughts."

"No, they don't," said Elena. "But that's not true of any of us, is it?"

"No," he said, so cheerfully. "No one from Dionysus has bad thoughts."

"Have you met other people from Dionysus?" asked Morgon.

"Oh yes," he said, so brightly. "Many of them. They come to visit Mom and they all have lots and lots of sex."

"Might need another lots," said Pari.

"Really?" I said.

"I never knew the whole story," said Pari. "Just a friend in Indy. I always wondered why you were never there, but thought it was just a crazy coincidence."

"Why wasn't I there?" I asked.

"Because you weren't ready," said Dale. "It would have hurt you too much. You had to remember us in your own time."

Wow.

"Wow," said Pari.

See!

"Yeah," I said. "I think you're right, Dale. But you know I live here in Indianapolis, with Max. I'm not here all the time, but you can come visit us any time you want. You can even sign up for a room in our house. I'll show you how."

"Sure," said Max. "Our house always has fun people in it, too. I'll warn you, they're almost always naked and will ask you to join them in pretty wild sex."

"That seems good," said Dale.

Now we're all laughing, including Dale.

"So how can he see through a cloak?" asked Aja.

"I don't know," said Elena.

"I don't either," said Bill. "I think we need Elicia."

"Who is Elicia?" I asked.

"She runs the Brain Trauma institute at Mass General and Harvard," said Bill.

"Trauma?" I said.

"To understand trauma, you have to understand how it works," said Elena. "Elicia is the most knowledgeable person on the inner workings of the brain in the world. Number 2 might as well be in kindergarten."

"I'll go get her," said Bill.

He stood up and turned towards the door, just as a little girl walked through. Simply adorable. Small, Hispanic. Cute as hell. Maybe 3.

"Oh great," said Bill. "She's already here."

"Seriously?" said Pari.

"Says the 12-year-old Queen," I said. "How in the world can this surprise you? Tia. Jax. Bill. Jessica. Me."

"Point taken," laughed Pari.

"So what do we got?" said Elicia. "You're between me, Bill, Jessica, and Nan. They're taking me to Nibiru."

Whee!

Of course I know Elicia.

Bill ran through it for her.

"So what's the question?" asked Elicia.

"Why can he?" asked Bill.

"Because his brain is more developed than yours is," said Elicia.

OK, we're all staring at her, including Dale.

"I can't tell you what part of his brain is more developed, but something is," said Elicia. "So he can see through the cloak. You're going to have to teach me exactly how the cloak works."

"You'll need several PhDs in multiple engineering disciplines," said Lawrence.

"OK," said Elicia.

Which, oddly, was not a surprising response from a 3-year-old in our world.

"Can I do it all at Harvard?" said Elicia. "Or at least MIT?"

"Sure," said Lawrence. "Easiest to do it all at MIT. I can work with you on the course programs. You can intermix it and do all three, no make that four, at once."

"OK," she said. "Let's get back together in a month."

"Jeez," said Pari. "A month?" She rolled her eyes.

Elicia threw her T-shirt at her.

Apparently Elicia is done with the conversation, since she, Bill, and Jessica ran towards the bedroom.

"Come on, Nan," said Bill.

Passing the pen

And less than a month later

Nan, here. Yes, I have the pen back because we're back together. I won't narrate what we did because of Elicia, and I don't know what happened to everyone else. I'm guessing a lot of sex was involved. Maybe not. Maybe they played cribbage. I'll bet that was it.

Elicia finished her four PhDs. You didn't think a bachelor s was going to take her there, did you? She did it a little faster than she expected. We met six days ago. Feels surprising but given she's 3 and the director of the brain institute, I'm going to go with her being pretty smart.

Ya think?

Then again, I was 4 when I published my first physics paper, and I hadn't been in Dionysus long. Dionysus hadn't been in Dionysus long.

Anyway.

Elicia, Lawrence, Aja, Elena, Bill, Dale, Morgon, Max, Pari, Orlando, and me. Hey, we were all there for the initial conversation and we're curious.

A fun group, too. Some outliers like Lawrence, Orlando, Elicia, and Bill, but we'll work around it.

We always do.

In oh so fun ways.

"OK," I said. "What do we know?"

"Nothing," said Elicia. "I have absolutely no idea. We did experiments over the last week. Dale can see through a cloak no matter how it is tuned. No one else can. It isn't the Down's. We tested a number of other people with Down's and a lot with other conditions. Nothing. Nada. No one but Dale."

"No one," said Pari.

Elicia just shook her head no.

"I guess I am special," said Dale, brightly.

"You are special," said Morgon.

Dale is just beaming.

"But not knowing is an issue," said Orlando. "We need the cloak to be reliable."

"For the last four days, drones have been flying over 183 cities around the world," said Elicia. "The drones were projecting a simple message. It said if you could read this, call this number and Dionysus will give you a million dollars."

"No one called," said Elicia. "They were cloaked."

"Wow," said, well, everyone. Including Elicia.

Who just screamed it out.

So did Morgon.

Who just pointed at Lawrence and Orlando.

Got it.

Oh, we paid off on that jinx. Right then, right there. Not that common to have the orgy with Elicia participating, but it happens. Oh, we stayed in the rules.

And learned things.

"So what do we do?" said Lawrence.

"Two things," said Elicia. "We keep the drones up and send them everywhere we can send them, including rural areas."

"What's the other thing," said Aja.

"You try to tune the cloak so Dale can't see through it," said Elicia. "He'll need to work closely with you for a while."

"Whee!" said Dale.

Very much so, Dale, very much so.

"I guess you have a new job, Dale," said Orlando.

"Whee!" said Dale.

"Let's go to Priapus," said Pari.

So we did.

It was glorious.

Dale is very cool.

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